The way music makes you feel

[MAC]

ups and downs

infinate mellow

endless excitment

It sums up all the moods and motions of your life just by turning on the right songs in series.

The lesson in this is that you are not all alone in how you feel.

Someone has written it down and played his/her heart out to give it to you.

Music threads seem to turn into opinionated pissin matches but here's my angle.

the one that gets me right at this moment is
Long December - Counting Crows

[mute]

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[AcidzCraze]

You've lit the fire under my ass theMAC.

Music is something that I feel incrediably passionate about. It's so fascinating how a series of notes can control the flow of your emotions.

Many times I have communicated through music.. or through lyrics. The communication is typically with a hidden part of my soul that has been stashed away. It was Creed's "Illusions" that made me reflect upon my choice to be engaged and realize that I wasn't happy.

Music reminds me of what it's like to feel. Something like that is beneficial to me because at times, I forget what its like to feel.

It's such a relief to leave work (especially when the sun is setting and the multi-colored clouds are streaked across the sky), pop in a favorite CD and get lost in my head.

Music is an escape for me. It allows me to feel intensely without having an outburst. This is why I love to give massages to music. Such a fucking release.

Damn I love it.

[PB]

Yes music is the magic to my soul quite often.

Mr/ theMAC
did you ever download that song I told you to??? hmmmmm

PB

[Cruise Director]

I remember the first time she and I danced. "Lady in Red" was playing. I always go back to that dance floor when I hear that song.

[GoFuckYourselves!]

I would rather be dead then live without music.

This is true: (If you think I'm weird now....)

I sleep with my headphones on listening to my CD player shuffle and repeat all the songs. I find it to be the best way to sleep! I find that it puts my brain in a nice frame of mind!

[jules]

It seems like no matter how shitty of a mood I'm in, or how great I'm feeling, there's always something I can listen to to make me feel "blah" again.

I'm better able to put everything into its proper perspective when I'm feeling "blah", so I do the most thinking while lying in bed with the music blaring in my headphones and a book in my hands.

[Kayla]

lifehouse - hanging by a moment

this song reminds me of my chris...(hahaha he hates lifehouse! HA :P)


i'm falling even more in love with you
letting go of all i've held onto
i'm standing here until you make me move
i'm hanging by a moment here with you

forgetting all i'm lacking
completely incomplete
i'll take your invitation
you take all of me

[AcidzCraze]

Songs at the moment that I've been singing at the top of my lungs down the Interstate with the windows rolled down...

Don't Say Goodbye-Gold Finger
I know the way that I have picked apart at you
And i know the way that I've had less importance too.
Lets try to find a way that we can work it out.
Don't say what I cant bear to hear.


Don't say goodbye yeah yeah
Just one more try yeah yeah


I know the way my insecurities get great.
I'd hate to judge myself against my perfect fate.
So when I'm actin' strange dont give up on our hope.
Don't say what I cant bear to hear.


Don't say goodbye yeah yeah
Just one more try yeah yeah


Well after all I'm telling you.
Don't waste your time, I will be home soon.


Don't say goodbye yeah yeah
Just one more try yeah yeah


Don't say goodbye yeah yeah
Just one more try yeah yeah


After all I'm telling you. dont waste your time
I will be home
After all I'm telling you. dont waste your time
I will be home soon.



A Question Mark - Elliot Smith

i got a question mark
a got a need to always take some shoot in the dark
i don't have to make pretend the picture i'm in is totally clear
you think that all things have a way they ought to appear
'cos you know you know you know you know
you know you know you know you know you know
i don't
i dream
don't know what you mean
panic called you out and took you in
giving you an easy game and letting you win
you're giving back a little hatred now to the world
'cos it treated you bad
'cod you couldn't keep the great unknown from making you mad
'cos you know you know you know you know
you know you know you know you know you know
i don't
i dream
don't know what you mean
said your final word, but honesty and love could've kept us together
one day you'll see it's worth it after all
if you ever want to say you're sorry you can give me a call




The Decline-NOFX

Where are all the stupid people from?
And how'd they get to be so dumb?
Bred on purple mountain range
Feed amber waves of grains
To lesser human beings, zero feelings

Blame it on
Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny)
Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy)
Fear of God
The fear of change
The fear of truth

Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing star spangled songs
When the questions
Aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past?
We're living in united stagnation

Father what have I done?
I took that 22
A gift to me from you
To bed with me each night
Kept it clean
Polished it well
Cherished every cartridge, every shell

Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down, by the park, under stone, under pine
There's a carcass of my brother William
Brother where, have you gone to?
I swear, I never thought I could
I see so many times
They told me to shoot straight
Don't pull the trigger, squeeze
That will insure a kill
A kill is what you want
A kill is why we breed

The Christians love their guns
The church and NRA
Pray for their salvations
Prey on the lower faiths

The story book's been read
And every line believed
Curriculum's been set
Logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized

Jerry spent some time in Michigan
A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in California, a twenty dollar fine

Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch

Don't think (Stay)
Drink your wine (Home)
Watch the fire burn (Be)
His problems not mine (Safe)
Just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling
(For each senseless killing)
For every senseless killing
I'd buy a government
America's for sale
And you can get a good deal on it
(A good deal on it)
And make a healthy profit
Or maybe, tear it apart
Start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one

Serotonin's gone
She gave up, drifted away
Sara fled, thought process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear

Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Victims of the laissez faire
Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet, one empty head
Now with Serotonin gone

The man who used to speak
Performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad
They found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit misled
It's not that they don't care, yeah

The television's put a thought inside your head
Llike a Barry Manilow, jingle
I'd like, to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
A symphonic blank stare, yeah
It doesn't make you care (make you care)
Not designed to make you care (make you care)
They're betting you won't care (you won't...)

Place a wager on your greed
A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when, a million others tried?

We are the whore
Intellectually spayed
We are the queer
Dysfunctionally raised

One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through conformity

One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's gonna be a better place

Lost the battle, lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain

Na na na na na
La na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

The going get tough, the tough get debt
Don't pay attention, pay the rent
Next of kins pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe

Save us
The human, existence
Is failing, resistance
Essential, the future
Written off, the odds are
Astronomically against us
Only moron and genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comforting

And so we go, on with our lives
We know the truth, but prefer lies
Lies are simple, simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat, live in decline
Be the victim of our own design
The status quo, built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck?

Fellow members
Club "We've Got Ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host
He's got his, and I've got mine
Meet the decline

We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war
We are worker
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soilent green

We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war

[Koliedrus]

It doesn't seem long ago that a friend and I were discussing some things that had happened to him. We were kicked back in his room talking about songs that either change our moods or describe them better than we're able.

One thing he said I'll never forget:

"The music you choose becomes the soundtrack of your life."

While I was thinking about that, he put on some music to describe his situation in ways he couldn't, looking at me from time to time as if to ask, "Get it?".

Music is a powerful means of communication even if someone else writes and performs what you're trying to say.

[Koliedrus]

Read it first. Know that I mean it. Find the source later.

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When the dragons grow too mighty to slay with pen or sword, I grow weary of the battle and the storm I walk toward.

When all around is madness and there's no safe port in view, I long to turn my path homeward. To stop a while with you.

When life becomes as barren and as cold as distant skies, there's a beacon in the darkness. In a distant pair of eyes.

In vain to search for honor and in vain to search for truth.

But these things can still be given.

Your love has shown me proof.

Thank you, Tribals.

[MAC]

:)

[PB]

Originally posted by Koliedrus
Read it first. Know that I mean it. Find the source later.

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When the dragons grow too mighty to slay with pen or sword, I grow weary of the battle and the storm I walk toward.

When all around is madness and there's no safe port in view, I long to turn my path homeward. To stop a while with you.

When life becomes as barren and as cold as distant skies, there's a beacon in the darkness. In a distant pair of eyes.

In vain to search for honor and in vain to search for truth.

But these things can still be given.

Your love has shown me proof.

Thank you, Tribals.

Ok I have no patience.. where did it come from? hmmmmm

PB

[ms. bing]

i'm currently experiencing an emotional tie with jimmy eat world's "in the middle". it's kind of an optimistic thing.

[ms. bing]

"hey
don't write yourself away
it's only in your head to feel left out
or looked down on.
do your best
do everything you can
and don't you worry what the bitter hearts
are gonna say."
jimmy eat world
not quoted exactly, i'm sure.

[Cruise Director]

I find myself sad for today.
I don't know why.

I reach into my heart and immediately conjure up a playlist of music that [i]let's[/] me be sad.

I put on the headphones and let my mind be taken through a journey. The power of a rythmic voice soothing an aching heart.

Every song conjuring up memories. Peoples faces and life experiences passing with every bar.

I find with every passing song, the sorrow is replaced. Memories. People. Love. A journey upward.

[PB]

Cruise, I don't think there is enough space on this server to allow me to post all the songs that make me sad. Alot of them do.

Right now the one that makes me sad.. it's not the music itself but the words that say so much.

PB


Blurry - Puddle of Mudd

Everything's so blurry
And everyone's so fake
And everybody's empty
And everything is
So messed up
Pre-occupied without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world
Surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl
You could be my someone
You could be my scene
You know that
I'll protect you
From all of the obscene
I wonder what you're doing
Imagine where you are
There's oceans in between us
But that's not very far

Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
In my face
This pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
In my face

Everyone is changing
There's no-one left
That's real
To make up
Your own ending
And let me know
Just how you feel
'Cause I am lost
Without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world
Surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

You could be my someone
You could be my scene
You know that
I will save you
From all of the unclean
I wonder what you're doing
I wonder where you are
There's oceans in between us
But that's not very far

Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
In my face
This pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
In my face
This pain you gave to me

Oh
Nobody told me
What you thought
Nobody told me
What to say
Everyone showed you
Where to turn
Told you
Where to runaway
Nobody told you
Where to hide
Nobody told you
What to say
Everyone showed you
Where to turn
Showed you
Where to runaway

Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
In my face
This pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
In my face
This pain you gave to me

This pain you gave to me

You take it all
Take it all away
This pain you gave to me
You take it all away
This pain you gave to me
Take it all away
This pain you gave
This pain you gave

[MAC]

Thats enough sad stuff.....

*theMAC concentrates on the #1 most memorable overall musical experience of his youth..a time when he needed only money for gas and cokes, when he could fish all night and there was a friendly house on every peice of blacktop he knew of. A day when he had a family and christmas and birthdays and parties and looked forward to love and all the great things he dreamed of doing. A day when he was carefree and his potential was limitless as the stars he got to watch come out everynight. The sound of 16 in a 15 year old car.*

http://www.vh1.com/insidevh1/shows/btm/img/acdc3.jpg

[ms. bing]

now that makes me think.....

*ms. bing is seventeen years old, spoiled, and malcontent. she retires to her bedroom when she arrives home from school: on the days when she actually attends, that is. she puts a cd in the stereo, sits back in her chair, and as her cat gets comfortable in her lap, she lights a joint and starts her homework. what is accompanying algebra 2 and extensive papers on "Alice in Wonderland"?
Pearl Jam
"Ten"

you know i don't even have that cd anymore?
the good ones always disappear when you have roommates.
oh well, now it's on the station that plays the "classic hits of the 80's and 90's."
isn't that something?