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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

'Baba O'Riley' by The Who 
'Baba O'Riley'
by The Who


Out here in the fields, I fight for my meals
I get my back into my livin'
I don't need to fight to prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Don't cry, don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland...yeah...

Sally take my hand, we'll travel south cross land
Put out the fire, and don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here, the happy ones are near
Let's get together, before we get much older

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland
Oh, yeah
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!

Overall, I would say this song is in my top ten songs of all time. Its simply incredible.

But before I get to the song itself I need to state that I'm actually posting this song the same night as my 2/1/06 post as I didn't have a chance to post last night as the phone line at the hotel we're living in has been tied up because there are only two lines to both buildings and others also have computers so... yeah.
But presently, I'm posting on Shannon's dad's laptop 'cause he's got a wireless card and there are a fair amount of hotspots on Ocean Blvd. and the like. Given, the signal is shit here in this old ass concrete building, but its OK if you're in the right place in the room.
We're hoping to get a wireless card for Shannon's desktop ASAP, too. Maybe then we'll have more regular web access.

Anywho, this song is pretty much about being a teenager in a shit sort of point in your life. But as a teen, who doesn't think life is shit?

Anywho, if you've never heard the song, find a way to do so. Its great. And read the lyrics. They're great.

-=The Prynce



Monday, January 30, 2006

'...And Justice For All' by Metallica 
'...And Justice For All'
by Metallica


Halls of Justice Painted Green
Money Talking
Power Wolves Beset Your Door
Hear Them Stalking
Soon You'll Please Their Appetite
They Devour
Hammer of Justice Crushes You
Overpower

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price You Pay
Nothing Can Save You

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
..........So True
..........So Real

Apathy Their Stepping Stone
So Unfeeling
Hidden Deep Animosity
So Deceiving
Through Your Eyes Their Light Burns
Hoping to Find
Inquisition Sinking You
With Prying Minds

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price You Pay
Nothing Can Save You

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
..........So True
..........So Real

Lady Justice Has Been Raped
Truth Assassin
Rolls of Red Tape Seal Your Lips
Now You're Done in
Their Money Tips Her Scales Again
Make Your Deal
Just What Is Truth? I Cannot Tell
Cannot Feel

The Ultimate in Vanity
Exploiting Their Supremacy
I Can't Believe the Things You Say
I Can't Believe
I Can't Believe the Price We Pay
Nothing Can Save You

Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
..........So True
..........So Real
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
..........So True
..........So Real


I'm sure some of you are wondering why I would be posting a song by Metallica and the answer is simple... They used to be a great band.

But I'm not getting into all of that right now.

The formatting on this song is kind of bad but the lyrics appear to be all there. Its about injustice as it is in the world today (namely in the US).

I sort of see different sorts of injustice each day as I'm sure many of you do.

Money corrupts, folks. Perhaps its cynical, but its true.

-=The Prynce



Sunday, January 29, 2006

'Even Flow' by Pearl Jam 
'Even FLow'
by Pearl Jam


Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete,again
Oh, feelin' maybe he'll see a little better set of days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, ooh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh...
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again...life again...life again...

Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on it's way
Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah...

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away, him away...
Yeah! woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away...
Ooh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away...him away...
Yeah! woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...

This song is about a homeless person that society has pretty much just pushed to the side. I have nothing really that makes me post this... Only that it is a universally pertainate song and I'm short on time tonight so... yeah.

Anywho, read the lyrics. They're really good and its a great band so read it and think about it, k?

Sorry that I couldn't post more but look for something better tomorrow (not that this isn't a great song, but it has nothing to do with my life at this point, ya know?).

-=The Prynce



Saturday, January 28, 2006

'Du Hast' by Rammstein 
'Du Hast / You Have'
by Rammstein


Du
You
du hast (haßt)*
you have (hate)
du hast mich
you have me
(4 x)
du hast mich gefragt
you have asked me
du hast mich gefragt
you have asked me
du hast mich gefragt,
you have asked me,
und ich hab nichts gesagt
and I have said nothing

Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Do you want, until death do you part,
treu ihr sein für alle Tage
to be faithful to her for all of your days

Nein, nein
No, no

Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
Do you want, until death do you part,
treu ihr sein für alle Tage
to be faithful to her for all of your days

Nein, nein
No, no

Willst du bis zum Tod der Scheide,
Do you want until the death of the vagina,
sie lieben auch in schlechten Tagen
to love her, even in bad times

Nein, nein
No, no

*Note: This is a play on two German verbs: du hast (you have) and du haßt (you hate), spelled differently but pronounced the same way.
Also, depending on your font settings on your broswer, some of the characters in the German version may not show up as they should.

The English translation of these lyrics are italicized, by the way.

Anywho, I'm not saying this is how I feel about anyone or anything, only that I find it to be a very interesting song.

The song is about marriage and is apparently poking at the German wedding vows and instead of saying 'Ja' he says 'nein' so... yeah. Ya know?

But as I said, it is an interesting song. It has been in my head on and off for like a month now so I'm posting it today yet again to get it out of my head, lol.

What do you all think of the song, though?

-=The Prynce



Friday, January 27, 2006

'Signs' by Five Man Electrical Band 
'Signs'
by Five Man Electrical Band


And the sign said "Long-haired freaky people need not apply"
So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why
He said "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do"
So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that. Huh! Me workin' for you!"
Whoa-oh-oh

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?

And the sign said anybody caught trespassin' would be shot on sight
So I jumped on the fence and-a yelled at the house, "Hey! What gives you
the
right?"
"To put up a fence to keep me out or to keep mother nature in"
"If God was here he'd tell you to your face, Man, you're some kinda sinner"

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?

Now, hey you, mister, can't you read?
You've got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat
You can't even watch, no you can't eat
You ain't supposed to be here
The sign said you got to have a membership card to get inside
Ugh!

[Lead Guitar]

And the sign said, "Everybody welcome. Come in, kneel down and pray"
But when they passed around the plate at the end of it all, I didn't have a
penny to pay
So I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own little sign
I said, "Thank you, Lord, for thinkin' 'bout me. I'm alive and doin' fine."
Wooo!

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Sign
Sign, sign

I absolutely love this song and shockingly enough, I also like the remake by the band Tesla.

I think the song pretty much speaks for itself so... Read it and let it speak! lol.

I posted this song tonight, though, because I went job searching today and though I saw no signs saying "Long haired freaky people need not apply", I felt as though they were all around me.
I went to the company that essentially runs Myrtle Beach to apply for anything they had open that grabbed my interest and before I could even look at the list the women told me that I could not work for Burroughs and Chapin in any capacity unless I cut my hair with the exception of a few maintenance jobs. So I looked at those jobs to see what they entailed and it was largely cleaning 'solid waste' AKA shit up.
So I didn't apply for any of them. I'm not going to cut my hair just for some shit low-paying job at an amusement park or hotel. Pulling it back into a pintail is one thing and I'd be glad to do that (though I find it uncomfortable at times) for a job but I'm not cutting it for one.
And Shannon's dad Grady got turned down for a job today by the same company because he has a small tattoo on his forearm (and on top of that, its hardly noticeable as it sort of blends into the color of his skin from how long he's had it).

So I shan't be working for that company and I'm nearly thinking about boycotting it. But as some of you may know, Burroughs and Chapin is like Big Brother in this town... Always watching...

All-in-all, this song is great. Even the verses I didn't touch on in this post.

-=The Prynce



Thursday, January 26, 2006

'Mack the Knife' by Bobby Darin 
'Mack the Knife'
by Bobby Darin


Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it, ah, out of sight
Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe
So there's never, never a trace of red

Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek
And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?

There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river dontcha know
Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town
Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?

Now Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town

I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town
Look out, old Macky's back!!

This song was written about a character from a German play and although it sounds upbeat, it clearly is a song about murder.

But that's got nothing to do with what I decided to post it tonight. The real reason is simply that it was stuck in my head for about 4-5 days straight and I'm hoping posting it can purge my mind a bit.

Its a damned catchy song, though. Ya'll really should listen to it so you can be tortured with it in your mind for like a week. That's my own sort of punishment to all of you for not posting more comments.

Asses.

-=The Prynce



Wednesday, January 25, 2006

'Girl Watcher' by The O'Kaysions 
'Girl Watcher'
by The O'Kaysions


[Chorus:]
I'm a girl watcher, I'm a girl watcher...
Watchin' girls go by, hey, my my
I'm a girl watcher, I'm a girl watcher...
Here comes one now

I was just a boy when I threw away my toys
And found a new pastime to dwell on
Whenever I detects them there of the other sex
I play the game I do so well on

[Chorus]

Mumble something tell my my, but you do look swell
Could you please walk a little slower
Wonder if you know that you're putting on a show
Could you please walk a little closer

Again, another beach music song but that's not the biggest reason for my posting it, really. The real reason is because it is one of my favorite pastimes, lol. And it is pretty easy to do down here even this time of year when there are so few people down here (few in relation to the 'season').

Its a really 'fun' sort of song, though. Its very upbeat and just... I dunno... Good. :-P

Anywho, maybe I'll post something less beach music-like in the near future. Things are still a bit confusing around here to think too hard about what I'm posting and feeling and thinking and things.

-=The Prynce



Tuesday, January 24, 2006

'Give Me Just A Little More Time' by The Chairmen of the Board 
'Give Me Just A Little More Time'
by The Chairmen of the Board


[Chorus:]
Give me just a little more time
And our love will surely grow
Give me just a little more time
And our love will surely grow

Life's too short to make a mistake
Let's think of each other and hesitate
Young and impatient we may be
There's no need to act foolishly
If we part our hearts won't forget it
Years from now we'll surely regret it

[Chorus]

You're young and you're in a hurry
You're eager for love but don't you worry
We both want the sweetness in life
But these things don't come overnight
Don't give up cos love's been slow
Boy, we're gonna succeed with another blow

Give me just a little more time
And our love will surely grow
Baby please baby
Baby please baby

Love is that mountain we must climb
Let's climb it together your hand in mine
We haven't known each other too long
But the feeling I have is oh so strong
I know we can make it there's no doubt
We owe it to ourselves to find it out

Just,
[Chorus]

Give me just a little more time
And our love will surely grow
Baby, please baby
Baby, please baby

[Chorus]
[Repeat And Fade]

Another great beach music song by an amazing band. They're the only beach music band I've ever seen live and they were GREAT. They were great live. General Johnson and the rest of the guys may be old, but they're truly amazing to see live.

No explanation needed on the lyrics, right?

-=The Prynce



Monday, January 23, 2006

'Be Young, Be Foolish, Be Happy' by The Tams 
'Be Young, Be Foolish, Be Happy'
by The Tams


Be young, be foolish, but be happy
Be young, be foolish, but be happy

Don`t let the rain get you down it`s a waste of time
Have your fun, live every day in the bright sunshine
It`s the same old story all over the world
Girl needs boy and boy needs girl

So be young, be foolish, but be happy
Be young, be foolish, but be happy

Don`t let love slip away
Live your life for today
Life is too short to worry about unimportant things
Reach for the sky and touch a star, and then you`ll find you dream
Because dreaming alone is a shame indeed
But if you`ve got love, that`s all you`ll need

So be young, be foolish, girl be happy
Be young, be foolish, girl be happy
Be young, be foolish, girl be happy

Yet another beach music song. It's simply about not letting things bother you. Life's too short to spend it only worrying.

One of my favorite songs but it needs no real explaining.

-=The Prynce



Sunday, January 22, 2006

'Under the Boardwalk' by The Drifters 
'Under the Boardwalk'
by The Drifters


The sun beats down and melts the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire-proof

Under the Boardwalk...out of the sun
Under the Boardwalk...we'll be having fun
Under the Boardwalk...people walking above
Under the Boardwalk...we'll be falling in love
Under the Boardwalk...boardwalk

From the park you hear the happy sounds of the carousel
You can almost taste the hotdogs and french fries they sell
Under the Boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be

Under the Boardwalk...out of the sun
Under the Boardwalk...we'll be havin' fun
Under the Boardwalk...people walking above
Under the Boardwalk...we'll be makin' love
Under the Boardwalk...boardwalk

Under the Boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be

On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be.....

This post is actually being posted in the early morning of 1/26/2006 as are all others posts from here out until 1/25/2006's post.

This song is the perfect beach music song. Some people actually claim it was written in Carolina Beach somewhat near Myrtle Beach where the first boardwalk was made of wooden planks and the water could splash up on your feet from below.
But it isn't really a deep song or anything. Very light, in fact. But this was the day I moved to Myrtle Beach so... Yay!

Most of my next posts will likely be beach music, BTW. So... deal. lol.

-=The Prynce



Saturday, January 21, 2006

'Dancin', Shaggin' on the Boulevard' by Alabama 
'Dancin', Shaggin' on the Boulevard'
by


Well the Magic Attic's where the music rolls
And the Army-Navy's got ol' Jackie Soul
Down on Peaches Corner there are Good Ol' Boys
And Mother Fletchers makin' lots of noise
They're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Well the Tams are playin' at the Port-O-Call
And the Drifters underneath the Boardwalk
At the Spanish Galleon and Ol' Fat Jacks
Jukebox playin' and the place is packed
You bet they're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
You know they're dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Got the top down and the traffic's slow
Sun Fun Week and, we all go
Where the girls are sunnin' and lookin' good
Well I never met 'em but I wish I could
And we'd go dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
We'd go dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Well the Embers singin' up on Ocean Drive
And the Castaways are gettin' loud tonight
At the Electric Circus they all getin' down
And the Carousel's spinnin' round and 'round
See them dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
I see 'em dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Well I'm hangin out down at Sloppy Joes
They may doze but they never close
And the Bama Boys at the Bowery
They can't dance but they play for free
But they like dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
They know dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
They wrote dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard
Dancin', shaggin' on the boulevard

Tomorrow is the first (and likely last) day of my move to Myrtle Beach. That is why I've posted this song.
It is simply about Myrtle Beach, SC. All of the places in the song are or were Myrtle Beach landmarks (though I know for sure the Spanish Galleon is actually in North Myrtle Beach). A few of them are gone now but a lucky few remain.
For those who don't know, Alabama got their start playing at The Bowery in Myrtle Beach (and its still around).

Of all of the places in the song, I almost feel required to recommend Peaches Corner to anyone who's ever in town. It's on Ocean Blvd. (hence the name of the title) and its AMAZING! The staff was rude to us once but that's probably not common.
And if you're ever at Peaches Corner, you'll be near the 'hub' of the places in this song (mostly). Mother Fletcher's is nearby as is the carousel at the Pavilion. The Magic Attic is now just called The Attic and its a club for young teens.
And Sun Fun week is still going on every year, too.

Sorry to sound like a commercial but I love that town. If you like beach music (The Drifters, Chairmen of the Board, The Platters, etc.) then you should understand why. I mean, c'mon! South Carolina's official dance is The Shag (and its fitting since Myrtle Beach is the beach music hub of the world).

But ok, I'm done plugging the hell out of the city I love.

Posts may be a little late in the coming days but I'll do my best.

-=The Prynce



Friday, January 20, 2006

'San Quentin' by Johnny Cash 
'San Quentin'
by Johnny Cash


San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me
You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die
And long ago I stopped askin' why

San Quentin, I hate every inch of you.
You've cut me and have scarred me thru an' thru.
And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man;
Mister Congressman why can't you understand.

San Quentin, what good do you think you do?
Do you think I'll be different when you're through?
You bent my heart and mind and you may my soul,
And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.

San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell.
May your walls fall and may I live to tell.
May all the world forget you ever stood.
And may all the world regret you did no good.

San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me.

As those of you close to me may know, I'll be moving out of my hometown of 21 years in the next few days.

My hometown is much like San Quentin to me. Few people who find themselves here will ever be fortunate enough to leave.

Its strange, though. As much as I dislike or disagree with so many people and views here (99% of 'em, I'd say) there's something here that I like.
I like the history. My family's roots are in this county since only like two generations after my people came to this country (I'm speaking of the side I've researched most). I live on the land that my ancestors that I've never met in my life lived and worked. Everything has some sort of story to it even if you don't know it.
Deep down, the people aren't bad. Many of them are just ignorant and often bigotted. Apart from those, most are just incredibly phony be their skater cunt posers or wiggers.
I know and love this area. I was raised here where I spent almost every free moment with the sun up outside exploring for miles in the woods and back roads near my house. I've had incredible experiences here.
But I'm not accepted in this town. I was once turned down for a job as a simple cook here because I "looked too scary". I was voted 'most original' my senior year which in my mind was the most polite way they could call me a laregly unwelcome and different freak and not arouse too much suspicion.
There are no jobs. And the few that do exist are impossible for someone like me to get having no car and living in a 'severly rual' area.

So replace 'San Quentin' in those lyrics with "Dillon County". Only it isn't true. I don't really HATE every inch of this county and I don't wish its demise. I just want to know that I have the power to break free of it.
All of that being said, I'll likely be back here in my future (apart from like weekly visits). I only hope I'll be returning to purchase or build one of multiple houses that I hope to own... And that I'll hav a private single-engined airplane to get far away from here as fast as possible if I choose to.

Hope this post wasn't too 'gooey' and I hope it made a lot of sense to you all.

-=The Prynce



Thursday, January 19, 2006

'Lola' by The Kinks 
'Lola'
by The Kinks


I met her in a club down in old Soho,
where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola.
C-o-l-a cola.
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance.
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said,
Lola
L-o-l-a Lola.

Well I'm not the world's most physical guy
but when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine.
Oh my Lola, L-o-l-a Lola.

Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand
why she walked like a woman and talked like a man.
Oh my Lola, L-o-l-a Lola.

Well we drank champagne and danced all night
under electric candlelight.
She picked me up and sat me on her knees and said:
Dear boy won't you come home with me?
Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola.

Lola, Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola

Lola, Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola

I pushed her away.
I walked to the door.
I fell to the floor.
I got down on my knees.
Then I looked at her and she at me.

Well that's the way that I want it to stay.
And I always want it to be that way for my Lola.
Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola

Girls will be boys and boys will be girls.
It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world. (except for Lola)
Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola

Well I left home just a week before.
And I'd never ever kissed a woman before.
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand.
And said: "Dear boy I'm gonna make you a man."

Well I'm not the world's most masculine man.
But I know what I am, in the bed, I'm a man and so's Lola.

Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola

Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola...

This song is about mistakenly being with a transvestite. Its based on a true story dealing with the manager of The Kinks dancing all night with a transvestite and being too drunk to notice even when his/her stubble started to show.

But the meaning of the song has nothing to do with why I'm posting it. This song is possibly the most catchy song ever created and its been stuck in my head all day and then some.
Don't believe me? Well download this song somewhere and listen to it and I bet you'll probably be spelling aloud the name "Lola" throughout the day.

L,O,L,A; Lola. Lo,Lo,Lo,Lo,Lola...

Maybe it'll get dislodged from my brain now.

And as an interesting side-note, hardcore legend and best-selling writer Mick Foley wrote a parody of this song when he was younger about a 'boner'... B-O-N-E-R, Boner.
Go read his first book... It's got the lyrics there. It's a riot.

Stay tuned.

-=The Prynce



Wednesday, January 18, 2006

'Just Like A Woman' by Bob Dylan 
'Just Like A Woman'
by Bob Dylan


Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls

She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl

Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That baby can't be blessed
Till she finally sees that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls

She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl

It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here

And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that

I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world

Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl

Personally, I think this song may be a little too deep for me to try to explain. It is an AMAZING song, though.

PLEASE read these lyrics and give me YOUR interpretation of them.

To give a very brief summary, I think it is about facades among other things.

Look for more Bob Dylan lyrics soon. He's an incredible poet and singer and I'm a great fan of his and find myself thinking of his songs in comparison to things in my life or mind at the time.

-=The Prynce



Tuesday, January 17, 2006

'The Great Beyond' by R.E.M. 
'The Great Beyond'
by R.E.M.


I've watched the stars fall silent from your eyes
All the sights that I have seen
I can't believe that I believed I wished
That you could see
There's a new planet in the solar system
There is nothing up my sleeve

I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs
I'm tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground

And all this talk of time
Talk is fine
And I don't want to stay around
Why can't we pantomime, just close our eyes
And sleep sweet dreams
Me and you with wings on our feet

I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs
I'm tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground

I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great beyond

I want the hummingbirds, the dancing bears
Sweetest dreams of you
Look into the stars
Look into the moon

I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs
I'm tossing up punchlines that were never there
Over my shoulder a piano falls
Crashing to the ground

I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great beyond

I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great

(repeat following two verses 3 x each)
I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great beyond

I'm breaking through
I'm bending spoons
I'm keeping flowers in full bloom
I'm looking for answers from the great

This song is about Andy Kaufman.

Today was his birthday (and oddly enough, also Jim Carrey's) so I'm posting this song to his legacy (I won't post it to his memory though in case he's still alive).

Apart from that, I think this song has a bit of a sweet feel to it. Kaufman always had a very sweet and child-like side to his sense of humor and I think this song captures it in a way.

I'd also like to wish a happy birthday to The Greatest, Muhammed Ali (formerly know as Cassius Clay before his first title win) who is now 64. This man tops my list of people I want to meet before one of us dies.
And when I call him The Greatest, I don't mean it only because it was his nickname for himself. I call him that because that's what he always has been. In the ring and out.

-=The Prynce



Monday, January 16, 2006

'Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)' by John Lennon 
'Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)'
by John Lennon


Close your eyes
Have no fear
The monster's gone
He's on the run and your daddy's here

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It's getting better and better

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Out on the ocean sailing away
I can hardly wait
To see you come of age
But I guess we'll both just have to be patient
'Cause it's a long way to go
A hard row to hoe
Yes it's a long way to go
But in the meantime

Before you cross the street
Take my hand
Life is what happens to you
While you're busy making other plans

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It's getting better and better

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Darling, darling, darling
Darling Sean

This song was written about John Lennon's second son, Sean.

This song needs no explanation from me, though. If you're a dad you'll certainly understand and if you aren't, you probably still will.

All of that being said, I posted this song tonight in honor of my 'beautiful, darling boy', Rian (for those who don't know, he's around 14 months old now).
Daddy loves you, Rian.

-=The Prynce



Sunday, January 15, 2006

'Kiss' by Prince 
'Kiss'
by Prince


You don't have to be beautiful
To turn me on
I just need your body baby
From dusk till dawn

You don't need experience
To turn me out
You just leave it all up to me
I'm gonna show you what it's all about

You don't have to be rich
To be my girl
You don't have to be cool
To rule my world
Ain't no particular sign
I'm more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your
Kiss

You got to not talk dirty, baby
If you wanna impress me
You can't be too flirty, mama
I know how to undress me (Yeah)

I want to be your fantasy
Maybe you could be mine
You just leave it all up to me
We could have a good time

You don't have to be rich
To be my girl
You don't have to be cool
To rule my world
Ain't no particular sign
I'm more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your
Kiss
Yes

I think I wanna dance
Gotta, Gotta
Little girl Wendy's parade
Gotta, gotta, gotta

Women not girls rule my world
I said they rule my world
Act your age, mama (Not your shoe size)
Not your shoe size
Maybe we could do the twirl

You don't have to watch Dynasty
To have an attitude
You just leave it all up to me
My love will be your food
Yeah

You don't have to be rich
To be my girl
You don't have to be cool
To rule my world
Ain't no particular sign
I'm more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your
Kiss

If you need anyone to explain what this song is about then you're not old enough for this blog. Prince was never known for his subtle nature.

While I'm afraid this may perpetuate the rumors and theories that my alias came from Prince of 'the artist', it isn't the case. My name has no connection to him. Although I actually am a fan of him and his style.

This song itself has no real meaning as far as my mood or experiences today goes, though. I simply love the song and it puts me in a rather fun and happy mood and I'm definitely happy tonight!
The Steelers won and of course, The Panthers beat the Bears! The Steelers game was tough for me because The Colts only rank 1 below them in my favorite teams. But The Panthers are #1 for me and they got revenge so... I'm pleased.
Also, I saw TNA Final Resolution and it was pretty good, too. Given, there was a lot of talk between Shannon, Grady, and even myself at times which made it hard to focus on the matches. Also, Rian was being a baby as always so he was a slight distraction, too.
From what I saw and could pay attention to, it was pretty good. The Raven match was a bit disappointing but not because of the outcome (as I'm sure it won't stick) but because the mystery opponent was only Sean Waltman (AKA: X-Pac, 1-2-3 Kid, Syxx, etc.) who has only been out of TNA for a short time and he's not much of a hard worker anymore. Raven carried the match, though. So it wasn't all bad. I was hoping for another old ECW guy like maybe Tommy Dreamer but my hopes were dashed.

But enough of that for now, simply put, I'm in a pretty happy mood and this song also puts me in a happy mood so... There it is.

Maybe something more meaningful tomorrow.

-=The Prynce



Saturday, January 14, 2006

'Peace Not Greed' by Kottonmouth Kings 
'Peace Not Greed'
by Kottonmouth Kings


Good Evening, this is Los Angeles

Lonely teenage daydream
Of things I just might be
A surreal kind of thinking
Keeps on drifting in on me
My twisted body is lifeless
Not so their twisted minds
Peace through power their motto
Power for peace their crime

Product of our environment

Maybe one day they will legalize weed
In the year 2G the planet could be deceased
We plead to the fleas while we're beggin' on our knees
In our hometown Cali with bears and green trees
Birds and the bees, hot sand on the beach
Shells in the sea and I'm living in peace
Like a dog on a leash locked up with no keys
I gotta smoke undercover, motherfuck the police!

Yeah, see the magician pull the rabbit from the hat
The laws an illusion it's simple as that
Putting us in jail fronting us without a tax
I can see the wires in the levitating act
I can hear the lies and they're calling them facts
I can see the bars and they're lookin all cracked
I read between the lines but the lines are all crap
I can feel the knife turning in my back

How would life be if the world smoked weed
Guaranteed there'd be peace not greed
See, it's hell, living in a cell
Legalize the plant only time will tell

You are a sacred being of light
Projected into reality for a purpose
Demand the right to your moment
In this holographic gift with no rules, and no borders
Except for those who you choose to accept and live by

Abolish government means nothing to me
Forget about god, he's not here to see
We live by a system, a perfect mold
People perfect people who are poor and old
Lies were spent on a ladder of the sad
They said we're lookin for a method in this world
Presidents are named, Presidents are labeled
Highest man on the government table

America, land of the free
Free to the power of the people in uniform

How would life be if the world smoked weed
Guaranteed there'd be peace not greed
See, it's hell, living in a cell
Legalize the plant only time will tell

Society, fuck it, I've had enough
This system's full of crooks, straight up corrupt
You look like a decoy bobbin' like a duck
And your money says you're smokin on a BC Bluff
You're caught up in the headlights of my V-Dub bus
TSOL and the Kings about to even things up
Your birds will take all the air out the sky
Bring you down to our level
You can run, can't hide

Product of our environment

A lonely teenage daydream
Of things I just might be
A surreal kind of thinking
Keeps on drifting in on me
My twisted body is lifeless
Not so their twisted minds
Peace through power their motto
Power through peace their crime

The government keeps all control over the population
While the schools teach the kids restricted education
Murder, Rape, Sex, Underage prostitution
They got the war on pot, they got the wrong solution
I wake and I bake, nowhere to escape
Livin' life in a tank they invade my space
Betrayed full of hate while they're shootin' all blanks
Society's lost in a paranoid state

It's the illusion of ownership,
It's take what you can get
The banks are the loan sharks
And everyone's in debt
And if you get ahead how quickly you forget
You're hanging from a burning rope
Without a safety net

They tax you when you sell
They tax you when you buy
They take half when you live
Then they take half when you die
These are the lies that they are stating as facts
I can see the wires of the levitating act

How would life be if the world smoked weed
Guaranteed there'd be peace not greed
See, it's hell, living in a cell
Legalize the plant only time will tell

I'm glad that I can read
I'm glad that I can write
I read their fuckin' bullshit every single night
When off in my head went a little fuckin light
It told me what was wrong it told me what was right

World bank
Power and control
Issuing the money and they're dollin' out the roles
Charging what they want to with the money they control
Living in their nightmare
Giving them your soul!

First off, let me say that I'm sorry if the format of the lyrics is a bit off. Its the only correct version I could find and it was horribly formatted.

I think its pretty simple to see what this song is about. Its about how the world would be if everyone smoked weed (which is a step or two abobe legalizing it, lol). I don't think it would be a perfect world if everyone smoked weed, but I do think it would be much better.
I used to smoke marijuana regularly. I honestly believe that I still would today if not for its being illegal and my having a son to be there for.

I don't advocate the use of illegal substances but I DO advocate thinking for yourself.

At any rate, the song talks a lot about corruption in the government and corperate world etc. I have to agree with almost everything that this song has to say. Any time I'm in a very angry mood (anger directed at society, government, etc.) then this song is almost perfect to represent me. And even when I'm calm and mellow, I still believe in these things.

But I'm going to cut short the rest of the explanation in hopes that some of you will actually read the lyrics and think about when they say. And while you're at it, buy this CD or download the song! You won't regret it!

-=The Prynce



Friday, January 13, 2006

'Touch of Grey' by The Grateful Dead 
'Touch of Grey'
by The Grateful Dead


It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony

Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse the glare
Draw the curtains, I don't care
'Cause it's alright

I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will survive

I see you got your list out
Say your piece and get out
Yes I got the gist of it
But it's alright

Sorry that you feel that way
The only thing there is to say
Every silver lining's got a
Touch of grey

It's a lesson to me
The Ables and the Bakers and the C's
The A B C's
We all must face
And try to keep a little grace

I know the rent is in arrears
The dog has not been fed in years
It's even worse than it appears
But it's alright

Cows are giving kerosene
The kid can't read at seventeen
The words he knows are all obscene
But it's alright

I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will survive

It's a lesson to me
The Deltas and the East and the Freeze
The A B C's
We all think of
And try to keep a little love

The shoe is on the hand it fits
There's really nothing much to it
Whistle through your teeth and spit
'Cause it's alright

Oh well a touch of grey
Kind of suits you anyway
That was all I had to say
And it's alright

I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will survive

We will get by
We will get by
We will get by
We will survive

This song is probably about getting older or more mature. I think the key phrases in the song are "I will get by" and "I will survive" which is absolutely how I treat many things in my life.
Its like, yeah things aren't great but I will get by and I'll survive.

I guess it just goes to show that drug use doesn't make you a bad person. The Dead were known for their drug use and they were almost always positive including in this song.

I have heard that it was written after Jerry Garcia's recovery from a diabetic coma. And he was still positive after it all.

But then there's the line "Every silver lining's got a touch of grey" and as we all know, the old saying about a "silver lining" is saying that there's always something positive. Yet in this song they say the lining has a touch of grey.
I don't think there's much to that, though. I think it was meant more along the lines of how people see someone with hair begining to grey as rather wise and that 'touch of grey' as something very distinguishing.

No matter what the song is about, I love it. Its just an amazing song that makes me feel great when I hear it.

And as a bit of a side-note, Jerry Garcia started going grey in his 30's.

I hope you all enjoyed this song and if you did, you've almost certainly never gotten high for superficial reasons. lol. Seriously, though, if you've ever thought negatively about LSD and marijuana (opiates and cocaine/crack and things in those categories not included) then you could learn a lot from The Grateful Dead.

"Its Jerry Garcia in a pouch, man!" -Brian, "Half Baked"

-=The Prynce



Thursday, January 12, 2006

'Judith' by A Perfect Circle 
'Judith'
by A Perfect Circle


You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
Fuck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why

It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you

Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lie
Even though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why

Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you..

This song is far more powerful than it is given credit for. Whiney fucking wannabes and emo kids and skaters have turned this into something that's just anti-establishment when its more than that.

Maynard James Keenan's mother was named Judith. She was a very religous person. She became paralyzed (from either a stroke or a car accident) and she still remained devout (and even moreso than before). MJK thought this was strange and this song is apparently an expression of those feelings. He's basically saying that she was faithful her whole life and all yet she was 'thanked' by being paralyzed.

Overall, though, the song is about blind faith.

If you're a member of ANY religion, you are prone to being blindly faithful. Say what philosophical things you will but it is true. Those who believe that their way is great but admit that there is no way they can say for sure it is the only way or the right way are not in this category in my mind (or at least they tend not to be).
No matter who you are or what you believe or what you're a part of, question it. You may find that you were right all along but the least you can do is TRULY question it. Be objective.

Some say this song could be about a relationship and I certainly see that. Esspecially a relationship that has either gone bad or has ended.

Just for the record, I used to have a dog named Judith (named for this song) but she died of Parvo as a pup. She was a great pup, though.

Interpret it for youself, though. This song wasn't meant to offend or anything, just to try my best to get a few things across.
And by all means, read these lyrics a few times over. Don't just read the parts you think sound cool. Read 'em all.

Close your mouth. Open your mind.

-=The Prynce



Wednesday, January 11, 2006

'Paradise By the Dashboard Light" by Meat Loaf 
'Paradise By the Dashboard Light'
by Meat Loaf


BOY: Well, I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday
Parkin' by the lake and there was not another car in sight
And I never had a girl lookin' any better than you did
And all the kids at school, they were wishin' they were me that night

So now our bodies are held so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right
And we're glowin' like the metal on the edge of a knife
Glowin' like the metal on the edge of a knife
Come on, hold on tight
Well, come on, hold on tight!

CHOIR: Though it's cold and lonely in the deep, dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light

GIRL: Ain't no doubt about it, we were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed

ALL: Ain't no doubt about it, baby got to go and shout it
Ain't no doubt about it, we were doubly blessed
BOY: 'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed

BOY: Baby, don't you hear my heart? You got it drownin' out the radio
I been a-waitin' so long for you to come along and have some fun
Well, I gotta let you know, no, you're never gonna regret it
So, open up your eyes, I got a big surprise
It'll feel alright, well I wanna make your motor run

ALL: So now our bodies are held so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so right
And we're glowin' like the metal on the edge of a knife
Glowin' like the metal on the edge of a knife
Come on, hold on tight
Well, come on, hold on tight!

CHOIR: Though it's cold and lonely in the deep, dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
BOY: Though it's cold and lonely in the deep, dark night
Paradise by the dashboard light

ALL: You got to do what you can, and let Mother Nature do the rest
Ain't no doubt about it, we were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely...

BOY: We're gonna go all the way tonight
We're gonna go all the way, tonight's the night
ALL: We're gonna go all the way tonight
We're gonna go all the way, tonight's the night
We're gonna go all the way tonight
We're gonna go all the way, tonight's the night
We're gonna go all the way tonight
We're gonna go all the way, tonight's the night

ANNOUNCER: (spoken over BOY and GIRL's moans) OK, here we go, we got a real pressure cooker going here. Two down, nobody on, no score, bottom of the ninth. There's the wind-up, and there it is! A line shot up the middle, look at him go!
This boy can really fly! He's rounding first and really turning it on now. He's not letting up at all, he's gonna try for second! The ball is bobbled out in center. And here's the throw and what a throw! He's gonna slide in head first! Here he comes, he's out. No, wait, safe! Safe at second base! This kid really makes things happen out there. Batter steps up to the plate. Here's the pitch, and he's going! And what a jump he's got! Ge's trying for third! Here's the throw! And in the dirt, safe at third! Holy cow, stolen base! He's taking a pretty big lead out there, almost daring them to pick him off. The pitcher glances over, winds-up and it's bunted! Bunted down the third base line! The suicide squeeze is on! Here he comes, squeeze play, it's gonna be close! Here's the throw, here's the play at the plate...holy cow, I think he's gonna make it!

GIRL: STOP RIGHT THERE!
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further
Do you love me? Will you love me forever?
Do you need me? Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away, will you make me your wife?
Do you love me? Will you love me forever?
Do you need me? Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away, will you make me your wife?
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further
Do you love me? Will you love me forever?

BOY: Let me sleep on it, baby baby, let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it, I'll give you an answer in the mornin'
Let me sleep on it, baby baby, let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it, I'll give you an answer in the mornin'
Let me sleep on it, baby baby, let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it, I'll give you an answer in the mornin'

GIRL: I gotta know right now!
Do you love me? Will you love me forever?
Do you need me? Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away, will you make me your wife?
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further
Do you love me? Will you love me forever?
(spoken) What's it gonna be, boy? Come on! I can wait all night. What's it gonna be, boy, yes or no? What's it gonna be, boy, yes...or...no?

BOY: Let me sleep on it, baby baby, let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it, I'll give you an answer in the mornin'
GIRL: I gotta know right now!
BOY: Let me sleep on it, baby baby, let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it, I'll give you an answer in the mornin'
GIRL: (overlapping) I gotta know right now!
Do you love me? Will you love me forever?
Do you need me? Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away, will you make me your wife?
GIRL: (alone) I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further
Do you love me? Will you love me forever?

BOY: Let me sleep on it!
GIRL: Will you love me forever?
BOY: Let me sleep on it!
GIRL: Will you love me forever?

BOY: I couldn't take it any longer, and LAWD I was crazed
When the feelin' came upon me like a tidal wave
Started swearin' to my god and on my mother's grave
That I would love you 'til the end of time
I swore I'd love you 'til the end of time

So now I'm prayin' for the end of time
To hurry up and arrive
'Cause if I have to spend another minute with you
I don't think that I could really survive
I'll never break my promise or forget my vow
But God only knows what I can do right now!
I'm prayin' for the end of time, it's all that I can do
Prayin' for the end of time so I can end my time with you

BOY: It was long ago and it was far away
And it was so much better than it is today (repeats)
GIRL: (overlapping) It never felt so good, It never felt so right
And we were glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife (repeats)

I think its pretty clear that this song is about a young man trying to convince a young girl to have sex with him in a car. There aren't really any well hidden sub-texts here.

The best part of the song for me is the ending when he swore he would love her until the end of time then he starts on the "So now I'm praying for the end of time..." verse. Its just funny. I dunno. Who hasn't swore that to someone and then wanted to take it back later?

The song itself doesn't much describe my mood today or anything. Its just the slightly up-beat nature of it all and... I dunno. Go listen to the song. See how you feel? I've had a small sense of that feeling today for some reason that I'm not sure of.

Anywho, come back tomorrow!

-=The Prynce



Tuesday, January 10, 2006

'Someone Like You' by Rod Stewart 
'Someone Like You'
by Rod Stewart



If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

Someone like you makes it hard to live without
Somebody else
Someone like you makes it easy to give
Never think about myself

If I gave you time to change my mind
I'd find a way just to leave the past behind
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

Someone like you makes it hard to live without
Somebody else
Someone like you makes it easy to give
Never think about myself

I've been hearing this song a lot lately for some reason and its been on my mind.

I decided to post it tonight because I think almost everyone has met someone like the person he's talking about. You meet someone who is the absolute greatest and then when you don't have them its hard to get by unless you have someone else to take your mind off of it.
And no matter what they've done to you, you know you love them so much that you can begin to let it go.
I think that there is a fine line between hard love and obsession and someone like that could be teetering on it.

This is just simply a great song, though. Its very simple yet amazing.

-=The Prynce



Monday, January 09, 2006

'Tom Sawyer' by Rush 
'Tom Sawyer'
by Rush


A modern-day warrior
Mean mean stride,
Today's Tom Sawyer
Mean mean pride.

Though his mind is not for rent,
Don't put him down as arrogant.
His reserve, a quiet defense,
Riding out the day's events.
The river

And what you say about his company
Is what you say about society.
Catch the mist, catch the myth
Catch the mystery, catch the drift.

The world is, the world is,
Love and life are deep,
Maybe as his eyes are wide.

Today's Tom Sawyer,
He gets high on you,
And the space he invades
He gets by on you.

No, his mind is not for rent
To any God or government.
Always hopeful, yet discontent,
He knows changes aren't permanent,
But change is.

And what you say about his company
Is what you say about society.
Catch the witness, catch the wit,
Catch the spirit, catch the spit.

The world is, the world is,
Love and life are deep,
Maybe as his skies are wide.

Exit the warrior,
Today's Tom Sawyer,
He gets high on you,
And the energy you trade,
He gets right on to the friction of the day.

I've loved this song forever and I'm pretty sure most of you have heard at least part of it even if you don't realize it.

Its a great song about a man who pretty much stands alone-- a modern day Tom Sawyer.

I'd like to think I'm like the guy in this song but that isn't for me to decide. I mean, I've never seen someone too much like me so I'm doubting I was made with a cookie-cutter. Anyone disagree?

This song is rather simply about a person with a rebellious spirit who refuses to accept things from anyone (including 'God' and the government) without asking questions.

So... yeah. Try to be a Tom Sawyer of today.

-=The Prynce



Sunday, January 08, 2006

'Walk' by Pantera 
'Walk'
by Pantera


Can't you see, I'm easily bothered by persistance?
One step from lashing out at you.
You want in to get under my skin and call yourself a friend.
I got more friends like you, what do I do?

IS THERE NO STANDARD ANYMORE?!
What it takes, who I am, where I been, belong.

You can't something you're not.
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me.

A lesson learned in life, known from the dawn of time...

Re-spect, Walk!
What did you say?

Re-spect, Walk!
Are you talkin' to me?
Are you talkin' to me?!

Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve.
You cry to weak friends that sympathize.
Can't you hear the violins playing your song?
Those same friends tell me your every word.

IS THERE NO STANDARD ANYMORE?!
What it takes, who I am, where I been, belong.

You can't something you're not.
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me.

A lesson learned in life, known from the dawn of time...

Re-spect, Walk!
What did you say?

Re-spect, Walk!
Are you talkin' to me?

Re-spect, Walk!
What did you say?

Re-spect, Walk!
Are you talkin' to me?
Are you talkin' to me?!

NO WAY, PUNK!

Re-spect, Walk!
What did you say?

Re-spect, Walk!
Are you talkin' to me?

Re-spect, Walk!
What did you say?

Re-spect, Walk!
Are you talkin' to me?
Are you talkin' to me?!

Walk on home, boy...

I wanted something relevant to post tonight and I was drawing a blank. I was in a strange mood today and couldn't think of a song to fit it.
I was happy because my two teams won their playoff games. But I was annoyed by a few people whom I really was getting fed up with.

And as you all almost certainly know, I have a constant disliking for false or fake people.

That's why I chose this song.

Its about annoying people and 'posers' and having great disdain for them.

I have pulled a line from this song to use many times on some key people when they'd come to me with their bullshit 'angst' and problems fitting in. "Be yourself BY yourself. Stay away from me."
And there were many times I didn't use it that I should have or really wanted to.

This also used to be Rob Van Dam's (RVD's) theme music at one time back in ECW (Extreme Championship Wrestling).

Anywho, read the lyrics. Odds are you either know people like that or you are one yourself. The later just may be the disappointing truth.

R.I.P. Dimebag Darrell

-=The Prynce



Saturday, January 07, 2006

'The Way I Am' by Fozzy 
'The Way I Am'
by Fozzy


Everywhere I look I see disease
Seems like the world was taken from me
Time seems to be tick tick ticking away
Forgive me for all, all the things I say

Will you leave me there
The way I am
Interpretations of the day
The way I am
Deliverered from the gray

Something makes me want to believe
Nothing in life was given to me
Cannot ever stick to this game
Everyday, everything the same

Time has a way and now I see
What happened to all, all of my dreams
Now and then I feel incomplete
But I won't live my life in defeat

This song is be a band fronted by professional wrestler Chris Jericho (AKA: Chris Irvine, Mongoose McQueen). I think they're pretty underrated and its probably because of the novelty of a wrestler who is also the singer of a metal band.

This song, I believe, is about being pretty much fed up with all of the things in the world that get you down or are in some way against you but not letting them keep you down.

I like to think of myself like that. I have been through what I consider to be a lot in my life (much of which most people don't even know about- Not even those closest to me) and I continue to go through a lot and deal with pain and just really hard situations.
But while these things get to me and I almost always see mostly nothing but horrible circumstances and things around me (many people have a life worse than mine. I'm not going to pretend to have the most horrific life or anything near that.) I won't let it take control over my life such as other people I know closely have and do.

But that's what I think this song is about. I'd like to hear what some of you think. What do YOU think its about? I know I've got some readers so let me hear from you!

Look for more Fozzy in the future...

-=The Prynce



Friday, January 06, 2006

'Brain Damage' by Pink Floyd 
'Brain Damage'
by Pink Floyd


The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And everyday the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I'll see you on the Dark Side of the Moon.

The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the Dark Side of the Moon.

(background vocals:
"I can't think of anything to say except...
I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!")

I posted this song in honor of Syd Barrett's 60th birthday which was yesterday.

The song is quite simply about losing your mind. Syd Barrett was the original lead singer of Pink Floyd but he went a little (or a lot) crazy and was institutionalized and they went on to become legends without him but you can still sense him in almost all of their music that came even after him.
Their songs tended to be about sanity or insanity in some way. Some people think most of their songs are about drugs but I think they're actually about insanity. Barrett was rumored to be really big on using drugs such as LSD and probably ended up doing it a little too much.
So in actuality, they may be largely about drugs vicariously.

I don't really feel the need to go line-by-line or anything to explain how it is about insanity. I mean, look at the title!
One noteable verse, though, is about lobotomies. Its the bit that includes the line "Take the blade. You make the change and rearrange me until I'm sane"

I think its a sort of a sad song, really. Losing one's sanity is pretty depressing in my opinion.

And I'm sure at least some of you are with me in knowing how it feels to think you're losing your mind.

-=The Prynce



Thursday, January 05, 2006

'Man on the Moon' by R.E.M. 
'Man on the Moon'
by R.E.M.


Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up their sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

This is a song about Andy Kaufman. I just watched the movie about his life again tonight for the first time in a few years so he's on my mind.

The guy was a genius. The chorus speaks of Elvis and Andy 'goofing' on him. Kaufman did Elvis impersonations before it was acceptable. This was when Elvis was still alive. And the part about putting a man on the moon is that some people think the moon landings were faked. Just as many people think Andy Kaufman faked his death as a bit of a practical joke.
Also, Kaufman was sometimes called the man on the moon because he was pretty out there.
And the bit that says "If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve then nothing is cool" is self-explanatory for a Kaufman fan. He would often trick people into thinking he was tricking them when he really wasn't, if that makes sense.

Another thing you have to know about him is that he wrestled women just to make people hate him. He's a person that was probably willing to give up his career in order to make himself and a few of his friends laugh by pissing off 80% of America.

If you don't know about Kaufman, read up on him. Or just watch the movie "Man on the Moon" about his life. Its a great film. If you're narrow-minded or up-tight, you will NOT understand him or why he did things like he did. But if you are, you'll love him and hope that all of the nuts are right and he is still alive, though if he isn't, he'd almost certainly love people wondering if he was or not.

Look for more songs dealing with Kaufman in the future. "Great Beyond" is another good one from the movie.

But that's all for now. Hope you've enjoyed.

-=The Prynce



Wednesday, January 04, 2006

'Revolution Man' by The Union Underground 
'Revolution Man'
by The Union Underground


One more time and you'll be dead
At least I think that's what they said
Forty days won't break a man
It was a bullet in his head
There's something in the...
Something in the way you were
The pain so wrong my friend
Revolution...revolution man
Imagine all the people

One more time and you'll be dead
At least I think that's what they said
Forty days won't break a man
It was a bullet in his head

Listen while I load my gun
He said to me
Something 'bout a chosen one
It's comin' back to me
Watch him while I taste the sun
He said to me
Something 'bout a chosen one
You'll never be

One last time your medicine
Swallow hard and take it in
Lucy's in the sky again
Trippin' on her diamonds


If this song is not about John Lennon then I dunno what is!

Apparently, The Union Underground are really big fans of his or at least of The Beatles.

In this song alone, here are the allusions to The Beatles that I know of:

"One more time and you'll be dead" could be a reference to warnings people give about drugs which Lennon did use.

It was a bullet that killed Lennon and not the toils (of 'forty days') and actions in his life.

'Something' is a song by The Beatles, though George Harrison wrote and sang it (I think) and it contains the line "Something in the way".

Many people consider Lennon a revolutionary. Not to mention one of his best known Beatle songs, 'Revolution' and then the creepy track 'Revolution 9' (9 is a number often associated with Lennon).

"Imagine all the people" is a line from Lennon's song "Imagine" which is widely agreed to be one of the greatest songs ever.

The bit about loading a gun could be about Lennon's killer. The 'chosen one' line could be, too, as he basically said he thought he had to kill Lennon for being a phony and he could have seen himself as chosen by God (he was another twisted religious freak) to kill Lennon.
Or that line could be saying that Lennon was something better than just an earthly man. In short, it could be comparing him to Jesus.

The part about Lucy is clearly nodding to the Beatles' song "Lucy In the Sky with Diamonds" which Lennon wrote about a painting his son made.

That's all that I see for this song. If you know any other allusions, let me know via a comment on this post.

One other connection with this band to Lennon is the song "Turn Me On Mister Deadman" which is sort of an obvious nod at the aforementioned "Revolution 9". When played backwards, it sounds as though someone is constantly saying "Turn me on dead man".

Regardless, this song is GREAT as is the band. Check this track out as well as others.

-=The Prynce



Tuesday, January 03, 2006

'Paranoid Android' by Radiohead 
'Paranoid Android'
by Radiohead


Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name?
I guess he does....

Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me

That's it, sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!

This song could potentially piss off Christians (and maybe other religions, too) and/or 'scene kids' (as Matt would put it).

Its a song about God and as the writer Thom Yorke put it, "Chaos. Utter fucking chaos."

Some people also take it to be about people who follow the crowd. And it doesn't matter if you're following the big crowd or one made up of just a few people, you need to think for yourself.
I find it odd, you know... Most of the people who will be first to claim they would never follow the crowd are the ones who do it only they don't do it on such a large scale.

Honestly, I see how each of those could be right. Yorke said the first was so that's clearly what it was written about, but that same sort of 'follow the leader blindly' mentality also applies to those who do just that on smaller levels as well as religion.

And of course, some people think its about Marvin the Paranoid Android from Douglas Adams' books in the 'Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy' series. I could sort of see that. Either way, I think it likely that that is where the name came from.

But then again, why would you listen to me? Read the lyrics and see what YOU think its about.

-=The Prynce



Monday, January 02, 2006

'In My Life' by The Beatles 
'In My Life'
by The Beatles

There are places I remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

In my life I love you more

This song is great and very sweet, I think. As I'm sure you can tell, it is about someone's life and how they feel about the person after all things have been done.

Probably one of the greatest Beatle songs ever, though it never has got much fame.

-=The Prynce



Sunday, January 01, 2006

'Jet Black New Year' by Thursday 
'Jet Black New Year'
by Thursday


Don't even take a breath
The air is cut with cyanide
In honor of the New Year

The press gives us cause to celebrate:
These air raid sirens
Flood barbed wire skylines
By artificial night,
As we sleep to burn the red
From our bloodless lives.
Tonight we're all time bombs
on fault lines.

Have we lost everything now?
We're walking
like each other's ghosts
Around these silent streets
(the sedatives tell you everything
is alright)

Like calendars dying
at New Year's Eve parties
As we kiss hard on the lips
and swear this year
will be better than the last
Jet Black - the ink that spells your name
Jet Black - the blood that's in your veins
Jet Black - we say, "How long can we take this chance not to celebrate?"

There's music playing
But we dance to the beat
Of our own black hearts
And draw diagrams
Of suicide on each other's wrists
Then trace them with razorblades

Fire to flames
"Strike Match."

Burn these words from our lips
As 'The Daggar' screams
"Love is dead"
and it's a "newspaper tragedy,"

Have we lost what we love?
Have we said everything?
Does it change anything?
Stare at the clock
Avoid at all costs,
This emptiness.

Have we lost everything now?
We're walking
like each other's ghosts
Around these silent streets
(the sedatives tell you everything
is alright)

Like calendars dying
at New Year's Eve parties
As we kiss hard on the lips
and swear this year
will be better then the last

Have we lost everything now?
We're walking
like each other's ghosts
Around these silent streets
(the sedatives tell you everything
is alright)

Like calendars dying
at New Year's Eve parties
As we kiss hard on the lips
and swear this year
this year

Ten seconds left
until midnight
nine chances to drown ourselves
in black hair dye
eight faces turned away
from the shock:
seven windows and six of them
were locked
five stories falling
forever and ever
three cheers to the mirror
now there are two of us
can we have one last dance?

Jet Black - the ink that spells your name
Jet Black - the blood that's in your veins
Jet Black - we say, "How long can we take this chance not to celebrate?"
Jet Black - the ink that spells your name
Jet Black - the blood that's in your veins
Jet Black - we say, "How long can we take this chance not to celebrate life?"


I thought this fitting for my first post since it is on New Year's Day. Its a great song. Pretty sad in reality, though.

This is what the song is probably about. Its a story from the linear note from the CD:

"When the crowd parted for the paramedics, we already knew it wasn't necessary. The street was painted a purple-red with that boy's blood. On impact, his body had folded on itself; he looked like he was praying to the mailbox. The air was turning the blood on the sidewalk rust brown, but in his hair it stayed a dark red. It seemed to get redder with every flash of the newspaperman's camera. I took the train back to New Jersey where my girlfriend and I were going to a New Year's Eve party.
"I'm having the worst day, what a way to end the year," she shouted in my ear as the faces flashed by in the strobe light and the floorboards shook with music. "I lost my purse and someone spilled red wine all over me." The sight of the wine in the dark made my mouth water and every pulse of the strobe was the eye of the photographer's camera.
"At least I've got you," she winked. I bit down on my lip and the afternoon flooded into my blood like an IV drip: the crowd's bland faces; reporters searching for the parents; the steam drifting from the young boy's broken mouth; the pair of sneakers tangled in the power lines hanging like a forgotten mistletoe.
"Hey, where are you?" She pleaded. But I was right there. The blood was soaking into my untied shoelace as we watched the ambulance pull up. I was right there: The calm voices of the paramedics made the temperature drop twenty degrees. I was right there: They zipped up the black bag and I couldn't breathe.
"You better not be in another one of your moods. Not tonight."
I tried to listen, but I couldn't resist the pull of the breathing open window. I saw myself running to it and lunging straight through it. I felt like I was suffocating in a zipped-up black bag.
"I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to deal with you ignoring me this year. That's my resolution! Good bye."
I had to lock myself in the bathroom to stop myself from jumping out the window. In the mirror, my dirty blond hair was tinged red. I tried closing my eyes but when I looked in the mirror my hair was saturated, a thick crimson. The New Year cheers sounded like screams through the door and I swore that I'd never let myself care about anything else ever again. The next morning the paper said that a boy had falled out of an unlocked window in his parent's apartment in New York. I dyed my hair the darkest black I could find. A black so dark it could cover the deepest blood red and suffocate the brighest halo."

-from linear notes of 'Five Stories Falling' by Thursday

Hope you all have had a better New Year than the one in that story. Check back tomorrow for another song from my life's soundtrack.

-=The Prynce




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