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My Old Tambourine by invot
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Is Your Heart a Mess? by invot
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you defend an empty space (tin hearts. straw minds.) by invot
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A Letter From B’Strad ((In Another Life) To an other Woman (In Another World)) - (((you know who you are;););) by Bieren Skidels
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IPod shuffle stories 2 by Dark Poet
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Ipod stories from the shuffle # 1 by Dark Poet
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Talkin bout them jetpack blues and them sunset hues. by Soy EsteBomb
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Frokus live at Buffalo Rose by invot
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65OTFAT by Soy EsteBomb
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Sound by invot
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My Old Tambourine

Posted on August 18th, 2010 by invot.
Categories: Music, Comedy.

from a young age, you knew what it means
to love like the sires
and love like the thieves
a heart that erased memories
writes time blank,
scattered, incomplete

In the past days, you knew what it means
to laugh with your friends
and to cry there with me
suddenly there was no harmony
You wrote me plundered,
a liar and a cheat

But I would travel in your band
playing my old tambourine,
And I would travel in your van
singing a new harmony

tell me, where did you find that guitar?
Where’d you learn the songs that you sing?
It all seems to me so bizarre
that I have no-one to thank,
for what means the most to me

But I would travel in your band
playing my old tambourine,
And I would travel in your van
driving you safe while you sleep

there’s no other place where I belong
I want to live inside that song
take me away from all I know
Though I can’t stay, it’s where I go
there’s no other place where I belong
memories lost of what went wrong
what else could we need to know
I want to live inside the show

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Is Your Heart a Mess?

Posted on March 10th, 2010 by invot.
Categories: Music, photo/video.

Recently, I stumbled upon Gotye, an Australian ARIA Award-winning singer-songwriter. He is also one-third of the Melbourne-based indie-pop band “The Basics.” Though he has no tour dates at the moment, I do plan on visiting him if/when he ever comes to Denver. Friends of mine testify that he is a sight worth seeing, as well as a sound worth hearing.

Gotye- Hearts A Mess from Gotye on Vimeo.

The crowing jewel from his latest studio album “Like Drawing Blood” would have to be the silky smooth and hypnotic pop ballad “Hearts a Mess.” It’s chillingly universal, sporting a heartbeat-type rhythm, familiar melodies, and lyrics that can resonate with any situation. Thus, the song can mean anything, depending on what the listener wants to hear - it could be a love story, it could be a moral warning or it could be a mere spouting of guilt.

Your heart’s a mess
You won’t admit to it
It makes no sense
But I’m desperate to connect
And you, you can’t live like this

The video is a brilliant Tim Burton-esque CGI creation which sports an uncommon form of uniqueness, while still holding onto a common set of stylistics, which leaves interpretation up to debate. This ambiguity helps compliment the open-ended nature of the song’s lyrics, and how it can apply to mostly any situation. However, the theme of transcendence is undeniable, and the characters you encounter (the victim of war with crutches, the earth-bound bird with a cage, the lonely on an iceberg, the ghost of a memory, and the spider with the veil of oblivion) suggests that there is something specific to be said, somewhere amongst the sea of vague symbolism.

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you defend an empty space (tin hearts. straw minds.)

Posted on July 25th, 2009 by invot.
Categories: Creative Writing, Religon, Music.

I heard your blood was in the moat
body broken as you float
But the price, you’d pay much more
to be within the castle doors

I surly trust you split the wine
as your latitudes declined
when the royalty does dine
all the beggars wait in line

Em B7 | G
be not alone,
be not alone,
be not alone,
with me

seeing paths that float away
there’s less every single day
to the drowning you’re devote
blowing bubbles in your throat

all our time has lost its place
better things are not the case
you defend an empty space
you’ve become an empty space

Em B7 | G
be not alone,
be not alone,
be not alone,
with me

you may be cradled by the waves
but your dreams have been depraved
do you know that you’re a slave
living life within your grave

though the waters populate
they simply don’t sustain
wash ashore before you reach the drain…
the drain…

Em B7 | G
be not alone,
be not alone,
be not alone,
with me

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A Letter From B’Strad ((In Another Life) To an other Woman (In Another World)) - (((you know who you are;););)

Posted on April 9th, 2009 by Bieren Skidels.
Categories: Poetry, Music.

listen: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiRkRn3DKPU

one time, along time ago (yet not so long) in another life (much like this one) there was a man ((B’Strad) but not really) and he wrote (((or thought) of something) like this) on a night when we ((or him and you) and they) were not paying attention to the corner, over there, in the kitchen, in the dark…

I can’t wait, wait for you to change your mind
It’s late; I’m trying to walk the line
Well it’s way past midnight and there are people all around
Some on their way up, some on their way down
The air burns and I’m trying to think straight
And I don’t know how much longer I can wait

I’m your man; I’m trying to recover the sweet love that we knew
You understand that my heart can’t go on beating without you
Well, your loveliness has wounded me, I’m reeling from the blow
I wish I knew what it was keeps me loving you so
I’m breathing hard, standing at the gate
But I don’t know how much longer I can wait

Skies are grey, I’m looking for anything that will bring a happy glow
Night or day, it doesn’t matter where I go anymore; I just go
If I ever saw you coming I don’t know what I would do
I’d like to think I could control myself, but it isn’t true
That’s how it is when things disintegrate
And I don’t know how much longer I can wait

I’m doomed to love you, I’ve been rolling through stormy weather
I’m thinking of you and all the places we could roam together

It’s mighty funny; the end of time has just begun
Oh, honey, after all these years you’re still the one
While I’m strolling through the lonely graveyard of my mind
I left my life with you somewhere back there along the line
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
But I don’t know how much longer I can wait.

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IPod shuffle stories 2

Posted on March 31st, 2009 by Dark Poet.
Categories: Music, Stories.

“She’s My Baby” and we are “Crazy In Love”. “Darlin’”, Darlin’, Darlin; “If I Can’t” have your love, then I would only be your “Beast of Burden”, and it would be the “End Of The Line”. No, it’s “All Bout U”, “Butterfly”. “How Do You Want It”? “Rattled”?(???) [I don’t get it folks, what’s rattled? When she said that to me, all I could say for a response is:] “Ya[,] Ya[,] Ringe Rinege Raja”. “Quiero Entender”. The breakup was a “Ruff Ryder[ my deletion]”; “When We Ride” it is like a House of Pain - “Jump[ing] Around”, but “I Will Survive”. For “Heaven Ain’t T Hard 2 Find”.
I just keep up the dating, and the “Run[ing to and from] Tha Streets”. I found someone, “It’s Like Romeo and Juliet”, but there’s one catch; I catch murderers for a living, and “Mack The Knife” may know what I am up to. He may try to knife her. So I have to do what I can, but he has killed off two of three possible leads; “Tweeter And The Monkey Man”. My girl did not show up for a date one night, and I thought Mack got to her. But she showed up for a lunch date the following day. I ask her, “Where Were Your Last Night”?. After her story, I said “Congratulations” for wreaking my heart. Her story was that she was “Goin’ Through The Big D”, and, no, she doesn’t mean Dallas, she means divorce. She got a sugar daddy, and she said “Picture Me Rollin’” when the divorce settles in half a years. Oh, mean to say us. I said to her, you are not a “Heart Of Gold”, no “Wonder Why They Call U” gold digger. Well, that is over with, “Turn the Page”. Another day, another murderer on the loose.
“18_with_a_bullet”, but he was stupid and got caught soon. When they give him the needle, that is when “Only God Can Judge [Him]”. “[Se] Extrano”; “El Matador” Mack is still on the loose. If we can get him behind bars, too, then we’d have “2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted” bagged and tagged. But still the one who is “Beyond The Sea” for me is still beyond the sea. I just don’t want to “Fall[] In Love For The Night”, and I’ll have “No More [of that type of] Pain”. Let’s see, though.
I asked her, “What’z Ya Phone”? out of an “Orange Colored Sky”. We’ve been on two dates already, and she is “Ring[ing] My Bell”; resonating with what I am about, I mean. Her name is “Clementine”, and not the one had an unfortunate accident. “Handle with Care”, because that was my Clementine’s cousin. “Track 4″ she goes to and understand’s Spanish church, too. “Nobody’s Child”; orphan; handle with care, too.
Back to the job, though. Whoever he is, “Shorty Wanna Be A Thug”, if fact he has “[] Taken [a cop’s] Breath Away” to prove it. Shorty is Jewish: I caught him while he was dancing to “Hava Naila” at his uncle’s Barmizfa. Shorty was short lived.
And then my IPod quit the shuffle.

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Ipod stories from the shuffle # 1

Posted on March 22nd, 2009 by Dark Poet.
Categories: Music, Stories.

It all starts with a quest, a search, a search for “A Heart of Gold” -Boney M. Aparently that led to religion en Espanol, “Track 02” and “Track 08”. Our guy found love in whatever language “Fallen Angles soundtrack- 12 Young Lover Blues” is in. He grown some balls or hair on his chest, because he found out he is not her “Beast of Burden” - Rolling Stones, and he still likes the “Brown eyed Girl” - Van Morrison, though.
Marriage? I let you interpret “Beyond the Sea”- Bobby Darin is singing. At the alter, our guy is with religion en Epanol, “Track 14”, but wasn’t the gal Oriental?
“Dude,” - Beenie Man, what’s going on? He might be “Dead and Bloated” - Stone Temple Pilots, if she finds out. If everyone stays quiet, though, it was just “Falling in love for the night” - Urban Cowboy soundtrack, and our guy needs to navigate the “Winding Road” - Bonnie Somervi to not be discovered. But don’t worry, our guy is “Sing Sing Sing[ing]” - Louis Prima along the way. Our guy had a little bit of religious dualism/doubt: “Jesus[ is ]walks[ing]” -Kayne West, being in the “Ruff Ryders” -DMX, and he definitely “Quiero[as] Entender” wants to know Jesus Adrian Romano, so therefore feel bad for our guy cuz he’s “Goin’ Through The Big D” -Mark Chanutt, and he don’t mean Dallas;
He means divorce. Initially, He feels like he wants to be “Mack the Knife” - Bobby Darin, but instead chooses much more positive message of having no “Artificial Flowers” - Bobby Darin, in heaven. So our guy books a boat to London for “Bangers and Mash” - Radiohead.

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Talkin bout them jetpack blues and them sunset hues.

Posted on March 4th, 2009 by Soy EsteBomb.
Categories: Reviews, Music, Cultural.

Yesterday (march 3rd) Chiptune group ANAMANAGUCHI released their second album DAWN METROPOLIS.

Before i continue i need to clarify that Anamanaguchi is no generic chip group, lets face it the genre can can a bit dry. (pun!) Rather than this group being some guy pushing the limits of a Gameboy and a copy of nanoloop or LSDJ (nes music creating programs) Anamanaguchi is a full band. They play guitars and bass along side of a modded NES game consel. They are even accompanied by a drummer in some tracks.

Dawn Metropolis is a thing of beauty. Though it isn’t stretching very far at all from their previous release POWER SUPPLY (which is available for free from www.8bitpeoples.com) they managed to do something a little different. On the albums website www.dawnmetropolis.com not only can you listen to the entire album for free (you can download the album for a small sum of money) but you can watch a unique 8-bit style video (think oldschool megaman) that accompanies a cooresponding video.

The group must be doing something right for their first release to get over 51,000 downloads. Let’s see if we can help them exceed this first number with Dawn Metropolis.

This CD has rekindled the flame that is my love for chiptune. So much even to the point that i participated in an online auction to get ahold of an original gameboy (though i already have one that works perfectly) and a copy of nanoloop 1.3. We’ll see where this goes.

Peace and Tranquility.

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Frokus live at Buffalo Rose

Posted on March 4th, 2009 by invot.
Categories: Music.

Click Here to check out a selection of tracks from our upcoming live album.

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65OTFAT

Posted on February 4th, 2009 by Soy EsteBomb.
Categories: Reviews, Music.

Roughly two years ago, i saw 65daysofstatic perform at The Marquis Theatre in Denver. I had never heard their music before but i was very familiar with the other two bands performing, You in Series and Fear Before the March of Flames. 65daysofstatic took the stage and the whole room erupted into an explosion of technical noise. I do not know what it was. It could have been the fact that i wasn’t very well adjusted to instrumental music or that i was unfamiliar with 65’s music, but I was not impressed at all by them. The musicianship was there and they played great together, i just did not feel it. Until just recently i was an avid spokesman for the defamtion of this group. I picked up their discography and decided to search for the light at the end of the tunnel. Needless to say, i found it.

Though every album they have put out has it’s moments of greatness, one in particular stood out the most to me. Their sophmore album “One Time For All Time” is probably best described as Aphex twin or London Electricity meets This Will Destroy You and Explosions in the sky.

Sure they fall into the “post-rock” category in the sense that they use extremely fast strumming, gratuitious amounts of reverb and strings evoking any kind of emotion you can think of, but  portions of this album are all that is a full on technical, electrical, epic breakbeat assault. oh and it doesn’t hurt that they incorperate some chiptune elements, which we all know i’m down with :]

Favorite track: Await Rescue.

The band themselves have made quite the name for themselves in the last year within the us as they toured as the opening act for The Cure.

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Sound

Posted on February 1st, 2009 by invot.
Categories: Philosophy, Christianity, Music.

The way the band played the Blues, even the night demons stopped their work and it took them some time to remember what it was they were doing. The woman who stood on stage crumpled her fingers around the microphone stand and when she closed her eyes so did I. We both lifted our chins and let the smoke-entangled air carry the sound of a crying saxophone up our skin. We kept ourselves positioned like this for a long time, and could have kept ourselves positioned that way much longer, but her voice emerged from the sounds of the band, traveling across the room like a fierce wind, wound with tones unstoppable and brillant.

With this, I was fulfilled by sound. Infinite. Indestructible. Inextricable…

…and I wonder…

…what is God saying this very moment?

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