clean space waste, dirty old memories
floating yet you marveled as stars
i was sinking to save you
from the indirect fire from the galaxy
where you breath in.
in town they use to gun me down
and hunt me till dawn
just to see if your driving safe
if you still smoke those cigars in the parking lot
or if your still paranoid by the ideas
your government fed you.
yet I'm your schizophrenia
the cancer for your cure
the involuntary force that keeps you away
from hiding on those tall walls
whenever the agents comes in
im emotionless
immobile piece of wax
you molded a long time ago,
whenever you try to escape
from existence.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Alien Bones
We got to see those alien bones
We have to feel those alien bones
and unfed it
and dislike it
or regret it.
i just want to play,
everything else is gay
you pay your bills and taxes
that's the only ok goal
of life bewitching....
in an outer space of subconsiousness
I'm looking towards a future
of a culture maligned by your silence
a decade of random things we do
over and over...and over again
but we still do.. we are like robots
controlled by a time consuming disease
we spread it to the kids and pigs and rats
and they close all the doors.
and the lights went off...
someday
We have to feel those alien bones
and unfed it
and dislike it
or regret it.
i just want to play,
everything else is gay
you pay your bills and taxes
that's the only ok goal
of life bewitching....
in an outer space of subconsiousness
I'm looking towards a future
of a culture maligned by your silence
a decade of random things we do
over and over...and over again
but we still do.. we are like robots
controlled by a time consuming disease
we spread it to the kids and pigs and rats
and they close all the doors.
and the lights went off...
someday
Saturday, March 6, 2010
itinerary

in a trip, i'm tired to go away
i'm a ghost to your fear
i stood emotionless as the wheel turned
you said i was an idiot for giving you
a near death experience,
you will tell your sons and daughter
to stay away from me, but in this trip
i'm tired to go away, so i just love
your hate and stood their
while your screaming
so are your friends,
so are the people whose afraid,
there is no saintly airbags
there is no known technology
that can purge your fear
you won't let me finish
and let me down
in the backseat, and then hated me
while doing nothing afterwards
your other friend like these kind
of stuff but she's not present
i guess i have to let go and delete.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
5th Floor Window
The flower head bitch long gone
i have suffered the torturing effects
of withdrawal, i've seen strange things
on the walls or places with less light
i feel isolation, again i have pretend that happiness
again i have to feel that my actions
are still meaningful. Again whenever
we meet i have to fake that smile.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Adrenaline Rush....
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Color the world with the shadow of emptiness; and you will be rewarded with never ending immobility of life.
I didn't eat here, their food sucks, the customer service is awful, I use their crayons to draw and scribble my hate, I just listen to the live music that reminds me of how alienated I am, the view is good from here I can see the gigantic clock, the empty sky and of course people running like ants. And for an immovable object like me I know, I don't belong here. I should be drinking beer and listen to the "Dark side of the Moon"
Monday, February 15, 2010
Kid A

Standing In The Shadows At The End of My Bed
Kid A is the fourth studio album by the band Radiohead released in October of 2000, it has been sighted as one of the greatest albums of the decade, publications like Pitchfork and Rolling Stone, the album was experimental and electronic influenced by jazz, krautrock and classical music.
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon......
Once the Kid A plays on your cd player or on your i-pod, you will wonder what the hell is going on? I'm a big fan of Radiohead especially there album The Bends, that's why I didn't like Kid A that much, it sound like I'm from outer space the first time i listen to the album i began questioning where the hell is guitar?, Why Thom Yorke sounded like he's singing beneath a man hole? and is this the Radiohead? it takes time to realize the beauty of Kid A, if there is a beauty in the album, The Radiohead I've listened in 90's are gone,they committed commercial suicide just to piss ordinary listeners. It is a challenging pop record, to think that most of the tracks consist of instrumentals and Yorke's distorted repeated lyrics. Kid A sounded like a music in the future, as soon as "Everything in the Right Place" started you already know that Radiohead scraps something beautiful and replace it with something perfect, The track "Kid A" sounded like your inside a womb being born and then you see your distant yesterdays. National Anthem's rocks your headphone, this is one of the great tracks in this album again distorted trombones, saxophones and the trumpet in the end of the track is like a women screaming from void space, then they will go slow in "How To Disappear Completely" this is the first time they use a guitar on the album, it's like standing in a narrow space and as Thom Yorke sings in pain, the water falls in that space and it slowly submerging you into the water and after you hear "Three Fingers" you will feel emptiness. This is not an album review, this is what i felt when I first listened the album. The Motion Picture Soundtrack is the conclusion track of the album, wherein the narrator Yorke decided to just sit and drink wine and reminisce. It's sounds like your going to heaven guided by angels without wings you are floating in the space seeing yourself in the top of the mountain kneeling with a feeling of remorse that the story is about to end, this track reminds me of how The Beatles ended up their "White Album" with the track Good Night. The Motion Picture Soundtrack revolves around my head, its being born again, lost someone and dying at the same time in three minutes and twenty two seconds then it will fade...and I wake up in my room...and I'm out of town.
See you in the next life.....
Kid A is not a concept album but for me this is the new decade's "Darkside of the Moon"
but of course they are entirely different album, this is just my comparison.
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