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Bright Eyes - The City Has Sex the city has sex with itself I suppose as the concrete collides, the scenery grows and the lonely, once bandaged, lay fully exposed they undress their wounds for each other and there’s a boy in a basement with a four-track machine he’s been strumming and screaming all night down there the tape hiss will cover the words that he sings they say it’s better to bury your sadness in a graveyard or garden that waits for the spring to awake from its sleep and burst into green well I cried and you’d think I would better for it but the sadness just sleeps and it stays in my spine for the rest of my life and I learned and you’d think I’d be something more now but it just goes to show, it is not what you know it’s what you were thinking at the time this feeling’s familiar, I’ve been here before in a kitchen this quiet I’ve waited for a sign or just something that might reassure me of anything close to meaning or motion with a reason to move I needed something I want to be close to and I scream but I still don’t know why I do it because the sound never stays it just swells and decays so what is the point? why try to fight what is now so certain? the truth is all that I am is a passing event that will be forgotten :(

Radiohead - High and Dry

I'm going to bed cos it's quite late. It's 4:22. AM. And I'm going to Venice Beach with my friends in a few hours. Great googly moogly. :stunned: 'Night y'all. *rushes off to bed* :snore:

Another group hug? :stunned: *hides*

Radiohead - High and Dry :cool: :cool:

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Just put 'talent'. ;)

:lol: Yeah, that's everybody's reaction. I hate to imagine how much seeing that would freak Conor out. :stunned: :lol: :stunned: :/

David Gray - A Century Ends cast your eyes into the distance try to focus on it all find a spirit of resistance instead of pride before the fall forge some opposition from disparate strands it ain't the prettiest position as a century ends unstable situation faces made of wax streams of melting glass sheets of butchered facts the roar of the machine hooded hearts and jewelled hands and anger spilling out like gasoline as a century ends everything I seen everything that I heard it ain't even the tip of the iceberg fire down memory lane so pass me my rose tinted glasses again through a fog of contradiction out to the lake of tears see society admiring its own reflection chase a light that shines and disappears careful what you say cos reality offends just sit back and let your soul decay as a century ends and it's easy to get weary as you fight to get it done 'gainst a popular theory that it's over 'fore it's even begun strain the limit of compassion tend a wound that never mends and honesty still out of fashion as a century ends

That's just the blurry little picture -- the actual painting is 30 inches by 24 inches and took about twenty hours to paint. :stunned: I frighten myself sometimes. :/

boo! it's all blurry. :(

:sneaky: Paintings? :P

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Bright Eyes - Motion Sickness

You're welcome. :) Those pictures... Mm, it's all I can do to keep myself from plastering my walls with 'em. But I don't cos that would be scary. :stunned:

Bright Eyes does indeed 'rawk'. :stunned: I was beginning to wonder if I was the only who thought so. :D Bright Eyes - Happy Birthday to Me Am I obsessed? You could say that. Bit of an understatement though. :dozey:

Wow, you're prolific! Congrats.

I have waaaaaaay too many pictures of him... :rolleyes:

Seriously, the guy practically makes out with his mic... :stunned:

I can't imagine why, but I suddenly wish I was Conor's mic. :blush: :wink3:

Bright Eyes - The Joy in Forgetting/The Joy in Acceptance (otherwise known as that song that makes everyone else cringe cos it's so chaotic in the middle :P but that's what makes it so fucken cool)

Ryan Adams - Firecracker Black birds slow and softly breaks a glass of wine Broken bluesy whisper sing to me tonight Well, everybody wants to go on forever I just wanna burn up hard and bright I just wanna be your firecracker And maybe be your baby tonight Maybe be your baby tonight Lady, your kicks of silence cough into your room Kiss me slow and softly make me dream of you Well, everybody wants to go on forever I just wanna burn up hard and bright I just wanna be your firecracker And maybe be your baby tonight Maybe be your baby tonight So when does the plane go down Cos I'm gonna ride it til it hits the ground Then go out with a fight Cos I just wanna be your baby tonight