King Crimson @ MindSay 
The last selection. Winner
This is the 3rd of my old original songs choices. This is a song called "Winner". The lyrics can be interpreted in many different ways, but I wrote it for mistaken friends who need support.
This song was also co-written with Mick Paul. I finish off with details about what mick is up to now in his music career.
If you watched the last vid I posted, you will have learned that Mick played bass on a David Hasselhoff single. I don't think there's many individuals who don't know who the Hoff is. After being in such shows as "Knight rider", "Baywatch" and "America's got talent".
Here is "Winner":
Mick is quite busy doing the touring thing at the moment, with an outfit named "The David Cross band". David Cross used to be in a band called "King Crimson". They were very well known. If you come from Italy, There's a good chance that you've heard of David Cross. He's quite popular there, and hence the reason why Mick does most of his touring there.
Now here's the regular Youtube numbers update.
My subscribers have seen a really good jump in the last few days. Racing past the 700 barrier to 717.
Channel viewings cruised to 16,017. That's the 16k barrier broken.
Last but by no means least. The total video views. They are 246,003. I hoped that they might possibly get to the quarter of a million by the 17th July. Which is the 1st year anniversary of my the first vid I uploaded on Youtube. At this rate, it looks like it's going to get there on the 15th!!
I'm probably going to do a few coldplay covers in my next few videos, and I'm hoping to bring some more news about my forthcoming album release.
I've created a mailing list for album news. I will only be using the email addresses for that purpose. It's so I can inform interested parties about events regarding the album, before I post the info anywhere else.
If anyone is interested in signing up for it then you can do just that if you go to the homepage on my website. Here's the URL:
Until the next post :)
She carries me through days of apathy...
She watches over me.
She saved my life, in a manner of speaking,
when she gave me back
the power to believe...
There are some things that one discovers whence one is upon a holiday about one’s self. The major thing that I discovered about myself during my five day odyssey was that I have to believe in myself more than I currently do. I need to believe in what I’m doing with my life is the correct path that I’m heading down. I have to believe that I have the ability to change the world for the better, even if it’s only a small part of all that surrounds me…
There was a time so very long ago that I believed I could do anything and everything that I chose to do. I could conquer the world if I set my mind to it. But navigating the corporate minefield during the past few years sucked all the belief from my soul and left me a hollow dried husk of my former self. I have to take my soul full circle and go back to the beginning – back to where I started my journey. But not in a physical sense, I need to return in a spiritual sense…
At this point in time, time travel in a physical sort of way is not possible and even if it happened to be so, I do not think that I would take advantage of such, but the soul is not bound by the physical world and with it I wish to go back to believing in the way I once did so very long ago. This is my quest in this life, to return my soul to the state it was in so very long ago before the world dumped so much crap upon it…
This is the Word of the AntiCrust…
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are blessed amongst humans…
She saved my life, in a manner of speaking,
when she gave me back
the power to believe...
There are some things that one discovers whence one is upon a holiday about one’s self. The major thing that I discovered about myself during my five day odyssey was that I have to believe in myself more than I currently do. I need to believe in what I’m doing with my life is the correct path that I’m heading down. I have to believe that I have the ability to change the world for the better, even if it’s only a small part of all that surrounds me…
There was a time so very long ago that I believed I could do anything and everything that I chose to do. I could conquer the world if I set my mind to it. But navigating the corporate minefield during the past few years sucked all the belief from my soul and left me a hollow dried husk of my former self. I have to take my soul full circle and go back to the beginning – back to where I started my journey. But not in a physical sense, I need to return in a spiritual sense…
At this point in time, time travel in a physical sort of way is not possible and even if it happened to be so, I do not think that I would take advantage of such, but the soul is not bound by the physical world and with it I wish to go back to believing in the way I once did so very long ago. This is my quest in this life, to return my soul to the state it was in so very long ago before the world dumped so much crap upon it…
This is the Word of the AntiCrust…
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are blessed amongst humans…
Confusion will be my epitaph...
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying...
During a conversation recently a thought crept into my skull and there it has been until this time whence I felt compelled to place this brain activity into a written form so that all the world can gaze upon it and wonder why I haven't been locked up somewhere far away from society...
The topic that has been spiraling into the dark abyss of my cranium is that philosophy is a dying subject and will eventual be no more than a subject one must struggle through during one's college experience. And I have a reason why I think this to be the Gospel and it is a good reason, well at least that's what my brain tells me. And it is so simple, beautiful in fact in its simplicity...
And for the curious or the bored who happen to have made it this far in this entry and there are so many who reads this on a regular basis - for you, here is the reason. Up until recently in the history of man, humans had time to think and ponder all that he or she experiences in his or her life. For most of the history of man, a person had absolutely nothing to think of whilst sitting around the fire in the evening was the deeper meaning of all that surrounds them. Alone to one's thoughts without the outside world begging for attention. There may have been others there sitting, but there is only so much to talk about when one's range of experiences are limited. How many times can one talk about how well or poorly the plowing went during the day? How much can be said about the food served for dinner? How much can really be said about the neighbors?
So mankind had time to think and ponder for there wasn't much else to do. And then came the radio that brought news from distant places far beyond the reach of the listeners. And stories that required some imagination, but often filled in the details whether by the storyline or by the sound effects used. And folks stayed glued to he radio reducing dramatically the free time he brain had to think freely about everything and nothing...
And then came the television with much the same problems as the radio, but the extra dimension of site was added. More of the details were added so less imagination was require to use this medium and it sucked the souls out of those who had the misfortune of plopping themselves down in front of one...
And now the Internet comes along though still quite young in its development, it will eventually take everything handed down from television and add the fact that actual social interaction will be eventually replaced by Internet interaction and another piece of the puzzle will be removed forever...
So we are moving from family - clan members - sitting around a fire with only the thoughts in their head being only interrupted by actual conversation with someone sitting within two feet of them to a population that just sits about in front of their monitors gazing blankly upon the world as it is streamed in their brains...
Someone else shall do thy thinking and forming of thy opinions...
And with it so shall philosophy die. 'Tis but a tragic ending to something that has lived so long...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying...
During a conversation recently a thought crept into my skull and there it has been until this time whence I felt compelled to place this brain activity into a written form so that all the world can gaze upon it and wonder why I haven't been locked up somewhere far away from society...
The topic that has been spiraling into the dark abyss of my cranium is that philosophy is a dying subject and will eventual be no more than a subject one must struggle through during one's college experience. And I have a reason why I think this to be the Gospel and it is a good reason, well at least that's what my brain tells me. And it is so simple, beautiful in fact in its simplicity...
And for the curious or the bored who happen to have made it this far in this entry and there are so many who reads this on a regular basis - for you, here is the reason. Up until recently in the history of man, humans had time to think and ponder all that he or she experiences in his or her life. For most of the history of man, a person had absolutely nothing to think of whilst sitting around the fire in the evening was the deeper meaning of all that surrounds them. Alone to one's thoughts without the outside world begging for attention. There may have been others there sitting, but there is only so much to talk about when one's range of experiences are limited. How many times can one talk about how well or poorly the plowing went during the day? How much can be said about the food served for dinner? How much can really be said about the neighbors?
So mankind had time to think and ponder for there wasn't much else to do. And then came the radio that brought news from distant places far beyond the reach of the listeners. And stories that required some imagination, but often filled in the details whether by the storyline or by the sound effects used. And folks stayed glued to he radio reducing dramatically the free time he brain had to think freely about everything and nothing...
And then came the television with much the same problems as the radio, but the extra dimension of site was added. More of the details were added so less imagination was require to use this medium and it sucked the souls out of those who had the misfortune of plopping themselves down in front of one...
And now the Internet comes along though still quite young in its development, it will eventually take everything handed down from television and add the fact that actual social interaction will be eventually replaced by Internet interaction and another piece of the puzzle will be removed forever...
So we are moving from family - clan members - sitting around a fire with only the thoughts in their head being only interrupted by actual conversation with someone sitting within two feet of them to a population that just sits about in front of their monitors gazing blankly upon the world as it is streamed in their brains...
Someone else shall do thy thinking and forming of thy opinions...
And with it so shall philosophy die. 'Tis but a tragic ending to something that has lived so long...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
The wall on which the prophets wrote...
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams...
Did you ever have the feeling that you were on the brink of change and you were not quite sure what that change was and whether or not this change would ultimately lead to something beneficial? I sit here looking into the dark pit of the future and I wonder what is at the bottom and how far I will fall before I hit bottom...
There are many things that I have been wondering about lately, not so much wondering about lately, but obsessing about...
What is the meaning of this existence? What higher purpose does this life hold for me?
And change, will I accept the changes that I must face in the very near future? Or will I dig my claws into the soil as I am dragged into the future?
And change is the key to the lockbox of my destiny. Change will occur whether I wish it to or not, but will I accept it when it does rear its ugly head and slap me about a bit?
Change does have many good points. I remember having to walk to the TV to change channels. I remember my first computer had no hard drive. I remember the first computer I built having 1meg of RAM and people were impressed. I remember connecting to the Internet at a brazing speed of 9k BPS and my browser didn't do graphics. There is so much I remember and it all seems as if it happened in another lifetime...
But all that has come and gone, and I survived the process that took me from point A to point B, but for some reason the edge that I am peering out over seems to be somewhat different...
And I know that I can't stop it from pulling me in for change is but a giant black hole from which nothing will escape...
And if I am to believe my current obsession, how am I to save the people for I am but a lone voice standing before the event horizon of change? How can this far off individual make a difference in what is to come?
And again I feel that I am in an Israel of my own creation for I struggle to grasp what I need to do in this existence before the black hole rips every atom from that which has come to be known as me...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams...
Did you ever have the feeling that you were on the brink of change and you were not quite sure what that change was and whether or not this change would ultimately lead to something beneficial? I sit here looking into the dark pit of the future and I wonder what is at the bottom and how far I will fall before I hit bottom...
There are many things that I have been wondering about lately, not so much wondering about lately, but obsessing about...
What is the meaning of this existence? What higher purpose does this life hold for me?
And change, will I accept the changes that I must face in the very near future? Or will I dig my claws into the soil as I am dragged into the future?
And change is the key to the lockbox of my destiny. Change will occur whether I wish it to or not, but will I accept it when it does rear its ugly head and slap me about a bit?
Change does have many good points. I remember having to walk to the TV to change channels. I remember my first computer had no hard drive. I remember the first computer I built having 1meg of RAM and people were impressed. I remember connecting to the Internet at a brazing speed of 9k BPS and my browser didn't do graphics. There is so much I remember and it all seems as if it happened in another lifetime...
But all that has come and gone, and I survived the process that took me from point A to point B, but for some reason the edge that I am peering out over seems to be somewhat different...
And I know that I can't stop it from pulling me in for change is but a giant black hole from which nothing will escape...
And if I am to believe my current obsession, how am I to save the people for I am but a lone voice standing before the event horizon of change? How can this far off individual make a difference in what is to come?
And again I feel that I am in an Israel of my own creation for I struggle to grasp what I need to do in this existence before the black hole rips every atom from that which has come to be known as me...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
You Wanna Know My Take On It? Well, You Will Hate Everything I Filet!
I suppose that by now, everyone and their mom has commented about the tragedy at Virginia Tech. Like every tragedy, I'm tired of it already. I think it's interesting that the same people who complain about violence on TV and in movies will sit in front of their TV for days and days watching the same home video footage of a real life shooting. I don't know...I guess these national tragedies never get to me in the same way they seem to tug at everyone else's heart strings. Perhaps I'm a cold, heartless bastard who is incapable of feeling too bad. I usually go "Wow" and follow it by an indifferent shrug and a means of diverting my own attention back towards something more meaningful to me like reruns of Seinfeld. If there's no personal connection for me in particular, I just can't bring myself to do the whole "Hands Across America" thing and pretend cry or any of that. So yeah, there's my take — I don't care all that much.
In lighter news, Curb Your Enthusiasm still rules.
Oh yeah, King Crimson? Still awesome.
In lighter news, Curb Your Enthusiasm still rules.
Oh yeah, King Crimson? Still awesome.
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