To What Are Yee Listenin' Right Now?

[chilipeppermaniac]

Damn the Torps was first for me, then came.
Tom was Different!!!! That is why i liked him.

 

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To What Are Yee Listenin' Right Now?

So, Click on the youtube link to view this.

 

[chilipeppermaniac]

 

[chilipeppermaniac]

 

[eSGEe]

 

[SG John]

Playing along to some Hawkwind.

 

[DBi5]

 

[RVA]

Can't stop playing this song in my head lately

Jesus, don't cry
You can rely on me, honey
You can combine anything you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun

Tall building shake
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around

Don't cry
You can rely on me, honey
You can come by any time you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun

Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around

Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around

Our love
Our love
Our love is all we have
Our love
Our love is all of God's money
Each one is a burning sun

Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around

Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around

Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around

 

[Dave Sloven]

Crawl - among the locusts and worms
And sing their masochistic hymns
Fall - of the morals within
A poetry of mockery
Grave - sonnets of sarcastic eloquence
Too light to sink

Grim and empty extasy
The suffocating empathy

Put a price on sacred thoughts
Feast on faeces on a silver plate
You wish for pain
But you are numb

And so you feed your children
To those without a soul
You wallow in their puke
Dung beetles in spider webs

I feel like a feather
Among the falling stones

And thus essence flows
Down - into the sewers
A breed so acyetic
Pigs - that swallow all

Cast me out
Out of life
Life that means
"Meaningless"

Emptiness to compensate
Bile sludge to masticate
An entire cultural history

 

[SG John]

 

[RVA]

 

[BFT Gibson]

 

[Zzzzz]

 

[SG John]

Cleaning the cellar while playing The Soundtrack of our Lives in the background. On concert number two now. Time for a dinner break.

 

[RVA]

Cleaning the cellar while playing The Soundtrack of our Lives in the background. On concert number two now. Time for a dinner break.

I do not have a cellar, but I do have a basement. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to find my dictionary.

 

[TVvoodoo]

KCSM Jazz 91 out of SanFran.
Just a ridiculously good jazz outlet, baby.

 

[Don O]

I do not have a cellar, but I do have a basement. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to find my dictionary.

We have a cellar in our basement, does that count ?
In the final stages of completion, this is our “cellar” room for wine tasting. The last pic is an internet pic of a similar 25ft mural we are going to put on 2 walls. I’m working on the cloud and sky lightning effect, waiting for some diffuser panels. That barrel in the lower left in the second pic will have a sink and faucet in it.

 

[Inspector #20]

I had no idea this wasn't a Nazareth song, lol. This is the only version I'd ever heard and I have to say I like Nazareth better..

Nazareth - Morning Dew 1971 version - YouTube

Wow!!!!!!