JUST DON’T ASK ME TO STAY CUZ I’LL BE GONE

i love you. i really do…

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Year Of The Rat Badly Drawn Boy

(One, one, one, one, one, one. One, one, one, one, one, one)

June is on the run for so long
Pushed and pulled then shunned
It was so wrong
These fours walls crashing in won’t stop me now
Cause I’m alive, I’m out tonight, all night

Everybody needs to know it’s the year of the rat
Every day we’ve got to hold on
’cause if we hold on we could find some new energy

Streets with flags unfurled like treasure
Thank me for my words, it’s a pleasure
Just don’t ask me to stay ’cause I’ll be gone
But it’s alright I’m OK – always

Everybody needs to know it’s the year of the rat
Every day we’ve got to hold on
’cause if we hold on we could find some new energy

One plus one is one – together
One plus one is one – forever
One plus one is one – together
One plus one is one – forever

Everybody needs to know it’s the year of the rat
Everybody needs to know it’s the year of the rat
Everybody needs to know it’s the year of the rat
Everybody needs to know it’s the year of the rat
Every day we’ve got to hold on
’cause if we hold on we could find some new energy

“One plus one plus one plus one is four”

“One”
“Plus one”
“Plus one”
“Plus one”
“Four”

COME FIND ME

i’ve been missing my unconditional love so deeply the last few nights. i’ve been feeling like a snapping turtle…slow and retractive on land, fast and furious in the deep blue…here’s one for KU. i miss you.

Poor Leno Royksopp

Poor Leno
Where you’ll be, I’ll go
Where you’ll be, I’ll know
Where you’ll be, I’ll find you……
(repeat)

Poor Leno
Where you’ll be, I’ll go
Where you’ll be, I’ll know
Where you’ll be, I’ll find you…..
(repeat)

Poor Leno
Where you’ll be, I’ll go
Where you’ll be, I’ll know
Where you’ll be, I’ll find you

Poor Leno
Have you due in time
Reunite as one
Please, I almost find you

Poor Leno
Where you’ll be, I’ll go
Where you’ll be, I’ll know
Where you’ll be, I’ll find you

Poor Leno
Have you due in time
Reunite as one
Please, I almost find you

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the first time i called ku in japan, he didn’t even want to talk to me =( he was too busy playing. when he got on the phone, he talked with his cookie monster voice and got off the phone right away. i was heartbroken! =P

the second time, they called. he told me he was sad and he misses me. i told him to come back asap. =(

i can’t wait to see him. he’s my champ. without him, hugs aren’t long enough…

LYING AWAKE AT NIGHT

Title And Registration Death Cab For Cutie

The glove compartment is inaccurately named,
And everybody knows it.
So I’m proposing a swift orderly change.

Cause behind its door there’s nothing to keep my fingers warm,
And all I find are souvenirs from better times.
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east,
To find yourself a better life.

I was searching for some legal document,
As the rain beat down on the hood.
When I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget,
And that’s how this idea was drilled into my head.

Cause it’s too important,
To stay the way it’s been.

There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade,
And now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all.
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide,
Lying awake at night.

There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade,
And now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all.
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide,
Lying awake at night (up all night),
When I’m lying awake at night.

DON’T RELY ON US TO GET YOU HIGH

Get Yourself High Chemical Brothers QT

Just get yourself high x 5

Here we go
Don’t rely on this, to get you high
Don’t rely on us, to get you high

Wait, hold up, electrify, death defy, elect the high, connect the sky
To the sensei, blade keeps spinning
All around the world, but the world keeps sinning
I’ve been in crazy situations
Since I’ve learned the art of watching patience
Big shout to the hip-hop nation, just dance with elation, yeah

Don’t rely on this, to get you high
Don’t rely on us, to get you high

Yo, put the needle on the record, here we go again
It’s the brand new funk for real
Mass appeal, it’s everlasting, asking you forcasting direction
Insurrection is served on a 12 inch platter
Mostly incorrect data, over matter
Is a mind that you’ll find, it’s design, is international, rational
Back in the day we listened to rap, Bill gats in the backpack
Yo, try many styles for the 3-1, the center by interon? would rather be one
Two yo can watch what you do and live in the now, but believe there’s only a few
Sometimes you’ve got to get inside to get it high

(you don’t know) x3

Don’t rely on us, to get you high
Don’t rely on this, to get you high
Don’t rely on us, to get you high
Don’t rely on this, to get you high

Just get yourself high x4

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party after party afterparty afterparty party party…afterparty…pre-afterparty..preparty party party afterparty.

it’s funny how most folks are so conditioned to sneak into the bathroom to powder their noses! one time, there were like 7 people in the bathroom, and the rest of the house was empty!!! lol! it’s like…wtf? =P

I KNOW YOU’RE DOWN

they left today. i’m done sulking.

i had a great time with them the past two nights taking care of important school and medical shit as well as playing tons of monster games. ku and i are both sad but we’ll be over that as soon as click our gears on. it’s his turn to go on tour and mine to stay home and kick/kiss ass. so, we figure, i should grow and develop as fast as he did and he should have a kick ass time chillin’ with pretty ladies and having some urban jungle adventures. after all, like son like father.

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this was my last conversation with her…

GET UP
by Amel Larrieux

Mmm…
La da da da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da da da

6 a.m. gettin’ out of bed again
Can’t get back in because sleep ain’t gonna pay the rent
Day to day, I got you workin’ like a slave
Takin’ credit for the work you gave and stealin’ your raise, well I

I know you’re down, when you gon’ get up
I see you down, when you gon’ get up
I know you’re down, when you gon’ get up
I see you down, when you gon’ get up

People try to pull the wool over your eyes
Don’t know why they’d want to profit from your demise
They lie to cover up the way they are inside
Oh, baby, baby, don’t you cry for you got your prize, oh, I

I know you’re down, when you gon’ get up
I see you down, when you gon’ get up
I know you’re down, when you gon’ get up
I see you down, when you gon’ get up

La da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da da da
A bom bom bom bom ba da da
Oh…oh…oh…I

I know you’re down, when you gon’ get up
I see you down, when you gon’ get up
I know you’re down, when you gon’ get up
I see you down, when you gon’ get up

I know, I know
I see you down, when you gon’ get up
I know
I see, oh…, when you gon’ get up

I know you’re down, when you gonna
La da da da da da da da da da la la la la la la la la
La la la da da da
Doo doo doo doo doo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No…
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

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thank you, choppers!!!

SCARED OF THE SPOTLIGHT

shinobu decided to take ku to tokyo with her and they will be gone for 6 weeks. i feel fucking terrible! =( i was gone for 5 weeks when i left last time and i felt like i missed so much of his growing up, his adventures, his discoveries, that it ignited me to be a closer dad, a clean one, free of pollution and promiscuity…

they leave tomorrow. i felt very depressed the past week…real bad today. i already feel fucking terrible about a number of things…beginnings, endings, vain conjunctions, and heartfelt separations…but at the core of it all, is ku. i feel very lonely already. this video is how i feel…

RABBIT IN YOUR HEADLIGHTS QT 50mgs
by U.N.K.L.E. (DJ Shadow) with Thom Yorke (Radiohead) 1998
directed by Johnathan Glazer

IÅfm a rabbit in your headlights
Scared of the spotlight
You donÅft come to visit
IÅfm stuck in this bed

Thin rubber gloves
She laughs when sheÅfs crying
She cries when sheÅfs laughing

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away…
(away….away….away….)

IÅfm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
Washed down the toliet
Money to burn

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away…

Rotworms on the underground
Caught between stations
Butterfingers
IÅfm losing my patience

IÅfm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
You got money to burn….

Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away…..
Away, away, away,
Away, away, away.

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this video was banned from mtv but was eventually nominated for best music video of the year (1999). this collaboration by dj shadow and thom yorke is one of my deepest favorites.

JUST BAD NEWS

(I don’t care I like you
and you’re bad news
I don’t care I like you
I like you)

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PORTIONS FOR FOXES
by Rilo Kiley

There’s blood in my mouth ’cause I’ve been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talkin’ trash but I never say anything
And the talkin’ leads to touchin’
and the touchin’ leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left

And it’s bad news
Baby I’m bad news
I’m just bad news, bad news, bad news

I know I’m alone if I’m with or without you
but just bein’ around you offers me another form of relief
When the lonliness leads to bad dreams
and the bad dreams lead me to callin’ you
and I call you and say “C’MERE!”

And it’s bad news
Baby I’m bad news
I’m just bad news, bad news, bad news

And it’s bad news
Baby it’s bad news
It’s just bad news, bad news, bad news

‘Cause you’re just damage control
for a walking corpse like me – like you

‘Cause we’ll all be
Portions for foxes
Yeah we’ll all be
Portions for foxes

There’s a pretty young thing in front of you
and she’s real pretty and she’s real into you
and then she’s sleepin’ inside of you
and the talkin’ leads to touchin’
and the touchin’ leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left

And it’s bad news
I don’t blame you
I do the same thing
I get lonely too

And you’re bad news
My friends tell me to leave you
That you’re bad news, bad news, bad news

You’re bad news
Baby you’re bad news
and you’re bad news
Baby you’re bad news
and you’re bad news
(I don’t care I like you
and you’re bad news
I don’t care I like you
I like you)

LIKE A LONG FORGOTTEN DREAM

i don’t know why but my heart is aching…actually i do know why…i just can’t admit it. i’m a total fool… =( wtf?

the party poop.

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beth gibbons

IT COULD BE SWEET
by Portishead 1994

I don’t want to hurt you
For no reason have I but fear
And I ain’t guilty of the crimes you accuse me of
But I’m guilty of fear
I’m sorry to remind
You but I’m scared of what we’re creating
This life ain’t fair
You don’t get something for nothing, turn now
Mmmm gotta try a little harder

It could be sweet

Like a long forgotten dream
And we don’t need them to cast the fate we have
Love don’t always shine thru
Cos I don’t wanna lose
What we had last time
You’re leaving
This life ain’t fair
You don’t get something for nothing, turn now
Mmmm gotta try a little harder

It could be sweet…..

But the thoughts we try to deny
Take a toll upon our lives
We struggle on in depths of pride
Tangled up in single minds

Cos I don’t wanna lose
What we had last time
You’re leaving
This life ain’t fair
You don’t get something for nothing, turn back
Mmmm gotta try a little harder

Cos I don’t wanna lose
What we had last time
You’re leaving
This life ain’t fair
You don’t get something for nothing, turn back
Mmmm gotta try a little harder

It could be sweet

I AGAINST I

for many people who don’t truly know, bad brains is the one crucial hardcore band from DC in the late 70’s and early 80’s (and throughout the 90’s) that spawned a driving new punk sound fused with the political ethic of roots reggae. raw and angstful, they inspired a new generation of american punks void of glam and careless politique.

i first came across their music at the legendary san francisco metal and punk epicenter, the record vault, at the age of 11 when, while cutting school, my buddy josh and i skated on acid all the way to polk and union to hang out and drool over patches and rings we couldn’t afford (but looked real interesting especially on 5 hits). i was perusing through used vinyl when i stopped at an image of what seemed like a reggae record. i stole it.

when i got home, i put on the first side of that 12″ maxi-single (‘i and i survive’) to hear the smooth sounds of good roots reggae…so far so good.

when i flipped it over…a song titled ‘destroy babylon’ came on…

IT FUKKEN FLOORED ME!!! i couldn’t believe it was the same band. i looked it over…double looked it over…then called josh (to first thank him for getting me home eventually) to tell him that metallica sucks and bad brains fucking rule!!!!!!

here’s a track from their second full length release…enjoy.

bad brains 1979

yes, real skins like bad brains. that’s harley from the cro-mags at the irving plaza show 1981

bad brains 1984

Watch Video:

“I Against I”

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i’m proud to tell people that my band in the 80’s, DEMENTED, was privileged enough to open up for bad brains twice at The Stone (now it’s Boy’s Toys-an upscale strip joint), the legendary club on broadway that hosted the best shows in the mid to late 80’s. meeting them was a gutterkid’s wet dream come true. they were soooo fucking cool…knocking on our door to bid us good luck before our set and smoking us out like chimneys after. i was completely moved by their humility and genuine camaraderie that it changed my whole view of responsible musicianship and idol worship. i broke up with five girls that night and went home with only two. =P

it’s sad to say, but i had the privilege, again, to kick it with HR, the singer, in new york two years ago during my solo tour. i was brought backstage by a friend during HR’s solo stint where i got to sit down and talk to him…well, attempted to talk to him. he was so cracked out and absent minded from all the pot he smokes that he couldn’t even cognize what was happening around him. his entourage had to lead him around… i was sad…but i was also stoned. that night, i enjoyed myself knowing that i had the privilege, like many others, of meeting HR in his peak…and seeing him again (in mine?) only to be inspired all over.