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Isaou
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What do you think they are?
How are the lyrics that we are listening to effect our behaviour, emotions, actions, opinions, school work, social life, and anything else that can be thought of?
Is it safe?
Do the lyrics you listen to make you more likely to succeed in life? To fail? To commit suicide? To get depression? Take drugs?
Have you noticed any effects caused by the music you listen to?
Share =]
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lyrics transformed relatively simple rock music into a pilgrimmage, outlet, release, haven for me
see: ivet
i love words which is pretty obvious to you all around here. i love simple music that has good words. words that tell my heart in a way maybe i hadn't figured out. words and music are so intertwined in my life i feel like i can't even begin to expound.
but i've been thinking so much lately of my boys ( to_my_boys ) and the lyrics frank silver wrote gave me a weird kind of hope and solidarity in a time and place in my life that was very bleak to put it mildly. i also ended up developing a friendship with the guys which made the experience of their music even more deep and meaningful. a personal example: (and maybe more than you asked for)
about a year after i started going to their shows, at which time i was completely obsessed, i was raped. it was particularly painful because i was a virgin. i put their first album on my stereo and listened to track 6 (traffic) over and over while i cried curled up on my bean bag.
TRAFFIC
she screams from the traffic in her head
lying naked in her bed
foot in the face comes last
kick in the mouth is worth
two in the ass
it hit her fast
my way burns
my way bleeds
my way's cracked and now all i do is peel
my way please
she screams from the trouble in her heart
while all i do is rip her flesh and pull her hair
she screams from the traffic in her hands
bloodless veins in all their twisted strands
she makes a stand
my way burns
my way bleeds
my way's cracked and now all i do is peel
my way please
there's no saftey in dreams
come again
and it was like a hug from frank. a little strange now that i have the distance to reflect on it, but nonetheless it got me through one of the most violently painful experiences of my life. a man's acknowledgement of his subtle violations all contained in the simple words and music of a heavy rock song. it is still one of my favorite songs. they didn't play it live very often, but i remember the handful of times i did get to hear it.
another hug from frank:
JASMINE
you're so young
such a shame you've given up hope
sound off to the fact
that you can't cope well
everyone hear knows you're burning with
optimism's strain and low grade dope
didn't you on your own?
where's god when you need that bastard
most of all
he's absent from your latest spiritual role call
everyone here's got that seed of doubt
and then there's a change of heart
that comes mid fall
didn't you on your own?
does it weigh
does hope weigh as much as you say it does?
how does it feel to know that we've left you on your own by yourself?
damn i miss seeing those boys live. it was the best therapy i've ever paid for to get my ass rocked off by an almost rock god that understood exactly how i felt. words have the power to bring us together. when you add that to music, the effect can be life changing.
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Isaou
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I must say that I wasn't expecting many positive replies on this blathe but thank you!
I'm a fan of your blathering and you always seem to portray your opinions so well and also add your own experiences in which just make it that bit more real.
I appreciate your views and I'm glad that ?Ivet?'s music came through for you when it did.
Thanks again =]
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