Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

(MMM)Morrison-

I often look up/read Jim Morrison's words/lyrics because i have so many rare/different versions of songs. I wanted to look up a versions of "Back Door Man" off The Complete Matrix Club Tapes. While googling, I stumbled on this article of someone who googled "What is a back door man?"  I then read through the entire article, including the comments. Some of it made me laugh. One line stood out to me, "However, if there's anything I've learned with age, it is to not always trust in the obvious." Cheers! +

http://www.bernzilla.com/item.php?id=53

The article basically displays three ways that others are led to believing what the blues term of "Back Door Man" really means/stands for:

1. Referring to a man having an affair with a married woman, and presumably comes and goes through the back door of her house.

2. On a literal stance: Having Anal Sex. "When Morrison and Plant were around, anal sex was even more taboo than it is today, and society was even more likely to blow its top (no pun intended) when someone mentioned anal sex."

3. 'Back door' is in the way of SNEAKING into concerts, usually the "back door man" helps to get another in. "Sneaking" and "Back door" on two different meanings, joining as one.

As a Major doors fan there’s just too many references throughout several songs that led us to believe it only means one thing. The Affair stance. My case in point brings me to the song "The Spy." The version of this song Live At The Boston Arena, Morrison adds on how his woman’s been bad, he's seen her with another man." Even without that clip, the song alone talks about "know knowing deepest secret fears, I'm a spy, I can see, what you do, and I know." If you know Morrison, you know his ways. Wild.

That's one way I believe it's just a reference to having an affair, sneaking out the back, and being Morrison.  The second reasoning is mentioned in the article. In the song "Back Door Man", when Morrison sings out:  "You men eat your dinner. Eat your pork and beans. I eat more chicken any man ever seen", it shows that the wife is feeding him better than her own husband. - As mentioned. "I'm a back door man, The men don't know, But the little girl understand" Sure, I don't doubt it was meaning and being the anal aspect as well, being it was the 60's and it was Jim. But after all, Jim Morrison is all for words!



And if you really ask me- thinking of scandalous Morrison is way more exciting as the what may first seem obvious.+ ::wink::

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Library.

type these words into your itunes library and name the first song that appears.


Happy: Best Coast - "Happy"
Sad: Le Loup - "Saddle Mountian"
Love: The Avett Brothers - "I and Love and You"
Hate: The Stokes - "Between Love and Hate"
Light: The Black Keys - "When the lights go out"
Dark: BLANK!
Good: The Doors - " We could be so good together"

Bad: Built to Spill - "Bad Light"

Smile: Lilly Allen - "Smile"
Cry: The Doors- "The Crystal Ship"
Girl: Animal Collective- "My Girls"

Boy: Iron & Wine- "Boy with a coin"

Morning Messages:

At 4:45am I cam home Friday night to this: from [k]

Dear Victoria,
I hear you when you call my name.
Love,
Crazy Carl
P.S. - I hope you love me back. I have a beard.

i also receive another a message on good ol' facebook from a stranger
around the same time:

"I read your philosophy on death, that was an interesting way you thought of it"
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Not me. The God, Morrison.

Don't let me die in an automobile
I wanna lie in an open field
Want the snakes to suck my skin
Want the worms to be my friends
Want the birds to eat my eyes
...As here I lie
The clouds fly by
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Amazing, Start to Finish
Lizard King.






Way ahead of us all.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Double D's aren't always great.

Distance is Depressing.
I miss you (haha i ment to write 'so') many friends.
Each day, I am over Long Island. hmph.
I just want the snow to go away so i can go home.




...in so many words.


hmph.
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Monday, January 24, 2011

I made one-

http://www.last.fm/user/AnonymousAries


it's only with one of my hard drives stored with Music.
Do add, Do share, Do enjoy!

Saturday, January 22, 2011

my motherearth in me.






this, is my mother. I am best of both worlds.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

this is what i label as 'dope' +


...my space funk.



...light it and take a drive with. The beat. Thats where my head is found.

Monday, December 27, 2010

For one reason or another+



It's unfortunate that when we feel a stone

We can roll ourselves over 'cause we're uncomfortable
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip


Love is like a sin, my love,
For the ones that feel it the most
Look at her with her eyes like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again

It's unfortunate that when we feel a stone
We can roll ourselves over when we're uncomfortable
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip

Love is like a sin, my love,
For the one that feels it the most
Look at her with a smile like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again

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Wednesday, December 22, 2010

38 24 thirty sevennnnnnnnnnn+

Some flyguy came up to my register and dropped my government: Bonita Appleb(a)um
then said........."YOU GOTTA PUT ME ON!"

So here it is +

Sunday, December 19, 2010

she's lump, she's lump...she might be dead!

The first song/music video i ever downloaded was "Lump" by Presidents of the United States.
Bonkers, i know. I remember only because it was also the same day my step dad brought home our first computer ever, a Packard Bell. So slow it hurt. I remember being so excited and amazed that i finally had one and "Lump" was my current favorite song. My mom and brother watched it with me. Just a funny little haha for ya'll.

Friday, December 17, 2010

puckin phish!



Don't want to be an actor pretending on the stage

Don't want to be a writer with my thoughts out on the page
Don't want to be a painter 'cause everyone comes to look
Don't want to be anything where my life's an open book

A dream it's true
But I'd see it through
If I could be
Wasting my time with you

Don't want to be a farmer working in the sun
Don't want to be an outlaw always on the run
Don't want to be a climber reaching for the top
Don't want to be anything where I don't know when to stop

A dream it's true
But I'd see it through
If I could be
Wasting my time with you

So if I'm inside your head
Don't believe what you might have read
You'll see what I might have said
To hear it

Come waste your time with me
Come waste your time with me

So if I'm inside your head
Don't believe what you might have read
You'll see what I might have said
To hear it

Come waste your time with me
Come waste your time with me
Come waste your time with me
Come waste your time with me
.
.
.
.
Come waste your time with me.



+ i just dig this, the most.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

midnight am.

i'm sitting here ever so content with a play list of the following:

+ Phish
+ Band of Horses
+ The Shins
+ The Hollies
+ The Allmen Brothers
+ Thievery Corporation
+ The Delays

and there nothing more i want to be doing than just sitting here and listening.

Monday, December 13, 2010

beats beats beats!



i'm all up on Flying Lotus...that space feel!

mmm jackwhite.



Jack can SHRED!
one of my favorites.....oh yee, the song too ;).

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

CELEBRATION OF THE LIZARD-


Today is James Douglas Morrison's Birthday, and what better way to celebrate than seeing the best Doors Tribute Band..."The Soft Parade" at BB Kings lastnight with my childhood best friend Lisa and my present best friend Kat! First time they had ever met. Katja- Lisa's oldest sister even came too! :) It was a good show...tunes were great...vibe was chill - you simply couldn't have a bad time. My life has been real good lately, packed with so much emotion and many many good things. I am behind on my blog entries but you'll soon understand when I say.....my worlds are colliding. Anyway, pour out or light a fucking joint for the LIZARD KING!

. Steel Reserve! .
. Myself & Kat .
. Two Ledgens .
. Guitars .
. The Soft Parade! .
. Wish it was tha real deal .
. Lisa Noreen Rogers! .
. What should have been Ray Manzarek .
. The Soft Parade with special guest Gene Cornish from The Rascals! .
. City rides .
. This girl right here, forever a friend .
. Lisa and I .

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

harvest moon-

and this too-


Send me on a whirlwind of emotion.
Everytime.

Monday, November 15, 2010

of all time.

+ Fleet Foxes
+ Built to spill
+ The Smiths
+ The Doors
+ Bob Dylan
+ Modest Mouse
+ The Strokes
+ Sonic Youth
+ Animal Collective
+ The Shins
+ Jimi Hendrix
+ Grateful Dead

is what i need in another.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

King without a crown.




You're all that I have and you're all that I need

Each and every day I pray to get to know your peace
I want to be close to you, yes I'm so hungry
You're like water for my soul when it gets thirsty
Without you there's no me
You're the air that I breathe
Sometimes the world is dark and I just can't see
With these, demons surround all around to bring me down to negativity
But I believe, yes I believe, I said I believe
I'll stand on my own two feet
Won't be brought down on one knee
Fight with all of my might and get these demons to flee
Hashem's rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Hashem's rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Out of darkness comes light, twilight unto the heights
Crown Heights burnin' up all through till twilight
Said thank you to my God, now I finally got it right
And I'll fight with all of my heart, and all a' my soul, and all a' my might

What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my god, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now, time we start revealing
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my god, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now

Me no want no Sinsemilla, that would only bring me down

Burn away my brain, no way, my brain is too compound
Elevated my soul, you're a flying my sound
Like the sun of a sun ray burning up through a cloud
Say, Torah food for my brain, let it rain till I drown
Thunder, let the blessings come down
Say, Torah food for my brain, let it rain till I drown


Strippin’ away the layers and reveal your soul
Got to give yourself up and then you become whole
You're a slave to yourself and you don't even know
You want to live the fast life but your brain moves slow
If you're trying to stay high, bound to stay low
You want God but you can't deflate your ego

If you're already there then there's nowhere to go
If you're cup's already full then its bound to overflow
If you're drowning in the water's and you can't stay afloat

Ask Hashem for mercy, and he'll throw you a rope
You're looking for help from God you say he couldn't be found
Searching up to the sky and looking beneath the ground
Like a King without his Crown
You keep fallin' down
You really want to like but can't get rid of your frown
Tried to reach unto the heights and wound bound down on the ground
Given up your pride and then you heard a sound
Out of night comes day and out of day comes light
Nullified to the One like sunlight in a ray,
Makin' room for his love and a fire gone blaze
Makin' room for his love and a fire gone blaze


What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my god, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now, time we start revealing
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a whole in the ceiling
I give myself to you from the essence of my being and I
Sing to my god, songs of love and healing
I want Moshiach now



See I lift up my eyes where my help come from
And I seen it circling around from the mountain
Thunder!
You feel it in your chest
You keep my mind at ease and my soul at rest
You're not vexed
Look to the sky where my help come from
Seen it circling around from the mountain
Thunder!
You feel it in your chest
You keep my mind at ease and my soul at rest
You're not vexed



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