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Showing posts with label Favorite Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Favorite Music. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
"Death Rabbit" The Musicians in the family
Art runs in the family. A musician(Jon), a visual artist (ME), now we need a writer. Yet I don't think Tatiana will be the one to write although she does write in her journal. Who knows, she might.
I am so proud of Jon and Adam and their first Death Rabbit CD titled "Bottom of Abyss". The CD cover was designed by his girlfriend Ashley and all the photos taken by a local aspiring photographer.
Their first venue is next Friday playing with several bands from the Ventura County area. Ofcourse Mom will have front row tickets and will clap and cheer the loudest.
Once again, it can be done. With perseverance, patience and commitment they have put together the band, had the CDs taped, labelled and packaged. They practive every single night, sometimes way into dawn and they have launched a mass campaign over the web and indie sites to make it happen.
This is success. Even if they don't make it big, they have followed their dream and stuck to it with a tear bringing motto:
Pay now, Play later.
I am so proud of Jon and Adam and their first Death Rabbit CD titled "Bottom of Abyss". The CD cover was designed by his girlfriend Ashley and all the photos taken by a local aspiring photographer.
Their first venue is next Friday playing with several bands from the Ventura County area. Ofcourse Mom will have front row tickets and will clap and cheer the loudest.
Once again, it can be done. With perseverance, patience and commitment they have put together the band, had the CDs taped, labelled and packaged. They practive every single night, sometimes way into dawn and they have launched a mass campaign over the web and indie sites to make it happen.
This is success. Even if they don't make it big, they have followed their dream and stuck to it with a tear bringing motto:
Pay now, Play later.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Jonsi's Voice of an Angel
This is truly the voice of an Angel and he takes me to where I want to be inside and out
Thursday, February 14, 2008
The Sundays-One of my favorite songs
Here's Where The Story Ends
People I know, places I go, make me feel tongue-tied. I can see how people look down, they're on the inside. Here's where the story ends.People I see, weary of me showing my good side. I can see how people look down, I'm on the outside. Here's where the story ends, ooh, here's where the story ends. It's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes my eyes feel sore.Oh, I never should have said, the books that you read were all I loved you for.It's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes me wonder whyand it's the memories of your shed that make me turn red, surprise, surprise, surprise. Crazy I know, places I go make me feel so tired.I can see how people look down, I'm on the outside.Oh, here's where the story ends. Ooh, here's where the story ends.It's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes my eyes feel soreand who ever would've thought the books that you brought were all I loved you for.Oh the devil in me said, go down to the shed, I know where I belongbut the only thing I ever really wanted to say was wrong, was wrong, was wrong. It's that little souvenir of a colorful year which makes me smile inside so I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise. Here's where the story ends, ooh, here's where the story ends.
People I know, places I go, make me feel tongue-tied. I can see how people look down, they're on the inside. Here's where the story ends.People I see, weary of me showing my good side. I can see how people look down, I'm on the outside. Here's where the story ends, ooh, here's where the story ends. It's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes my eyes feel sore.Oh, I never should have said, the books that you read were all I loved you for.It's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes me wonder whyand it's the memories of your shed that make me turn red, surprise, surprise, surprise. Crazy I know, places I go make me feel so tired.I can see how people look down, I'm on the outside.Oh, here's where the story ends. Ooh, here's where the story ends.It's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes my eyes feel soreand who ever would've thought the books that you brought were all I loved you for.Oh the devil in me said, go down to the shed, I know where I belongbut the only thing I ever really wanted to say was wrong, was wrong, was wrong. It's that little souvenir of a colorful year which makes me smile inside so I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise. Here's where the story ends, ooh, here's where the story ends.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
ONCE
Just fell in love with the Indie movie "Once" and the two singers are amazing, especially Marketa. The song "If you want me, Satisfy me" portrays Marketa's soul to perfection. Walking to the store in her pyjamas with her muffies to buy batteries in order to hear the music and sing to it....ahhhhhh. EVERYONE must see this movie; the story as well as the music are beautiful.
Hopefully we have all had a love like this; I know I have and it was definitely ONCE.
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