Pink Floyd @ MindSay 
music
And the words they say
Which we won't understand...
On the Death of Mindsay...
I have been wondering if it is just me who has the feeling that Mindsay is on a downward spiral into nothingness. There was a time when the positive energy of Mindsay forced me to take an active role in its well being, and now I no longer have that feeling...
I have a friends list that grows smaller by the week, and those who have not deleted their accounts have not added to the community in over thirty days. There was a time when I had trouble reading all the new entries in my inbox, and now I can get caught up if I only read them once a week...
Maybe the community has changed and I missed its occurrence. It's possible that this change went unnoticed by me, and by the time that I saw it, it was too late for me to correct my course...
Just recently another friend of mine deleted her account. I thought of e-mailing her and asking her why, but I won't do it for I just figure that if the reason is good enough to not notify me, it is probably none of my business though the thought of e-mail does creep into my thoughts at times...
There are so many things that have come and gone over my many years on this Internet thing, so many community that are now just barren wastelands. Like the days I spent doing the IRC thing before the age of IM, I wonder how many are still on IRC. Or all the time that I spent on the Usenet that I witnessed as it crashed and burned - most is gone though there are a few last outposts struggling to remain alive. And Yahoo! groups and my group, that once was a vibrant living society and now nothing remains but smoldering wreckage. And the list could go on and on with all the message boards that I belonged to and the mailing lists that I subscribed to, but I don't have the time to write volumes on ancient history...
It has been a long strange journey that I have been on over the course of these many years, and I have a feeling that this will not change anytime in the near future...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
Where we used to talk?
How shall I fill
The final places?
As I gaze off into to darkness I can hear the distant rumble of the artillery. I know that the war is being waged somewhere off in the distance. With the roar of the guns, I can see the flashes of the shells as they explode on a far off hill top - pounding the positions that were being held on the high ground. The winds pick up and blow the dust and smoke by me as I sit and take in the grand display...
I know that I am not truly safe from harms way - a stray round from the big guns could always hit me at this distance. And bullets rain down all around. The danger is real and if I was a smarter man, I would have taken cover in the bunker just 50 feet up the hill to the left of my position. But here I am in the open with the war raging across this countryside in awe or shock of the spectacle...
I grab my arm as I feel the warmth running down from my shoulder. I've been hit and now it is time to make my way to the bunker so I run, dodging the small arms fire the entire 50 feet and I reach safety just as the enemy unleashes its entire arsenal upon the ground. I am now safe from most the onslaught though a direct hit from the heavy artillery still has the possibility of to cause the loss of life...
I sit huddled with the troops as we await our fate. And within a half hour, the battle is over and we creep slowly out from our shelter to survey the damage. The battle had moved on over the ridge and all that remained was the distant rumble of the big guns. And this small band of soldiers lived to fight another day...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
So here it is ..... the repost of a repost .....
April 25, 2007 5:34 PM
This is a repost ..... mainly because I don't really have much to talk about today .... so because music has been on my mind a lot lately I thought this appropriate ....
musicOctober 7, 2006 3:13 PM
Music Memories
"Inagodadivida" by Iron Butterfly. I can remember at a dance in the fifth grade they played this song and it seemed like it went on forever. It would be like a contest to see who would last through the whole song. Makes me laugh to think about it.
"Moon Dance" by Van Morrison. Ahhhh yes .....
"Changes" by David Bowie. Fell in love with Ziggy Stardust first .... but this song has some serious memories attached. Loved anything Bowie.
"Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zepplin. Wow .... this song pretty much dominated my high school years. It was played over and over again at dances. Led Zepplin is by far my favorite band of all time. Hands down. They knew how to rock. Robert Plant .... no one else like him. Lost my virginity to Zepplin. Think I better put some on ....
"Wish You Were Here" by Pink Floyd. Next to Zepplin - Pink Floyd was right up there with my all time favorite. I can remember when they used to have laser light shows at the Griffith Observatory Planetarium back in the mid to late 70's. Pink Floyd was the chosen music for this show. We partied hard in those days and used to love to drop some acid or do some lines/smoke some pot and sit back and enjoy the show. What a rush ....
"Baba O'Riley" by the Who. Next to Zepplin & Pink Floyd .... what can I say. This song represents so much to me. It brings home hard the happenings of the time. The Who ... CLASSIC .... nothing more needs to be said.
"California Girls" by the Beach Boys. Growing up in Southern California you couldn't help but love the Beach Boys. We had "Surfin' Safari" dances in High School and of course the Beach Boys dominated the music choice of the night. This is my favorite tune of theirs although it really is hard to chose one to call my favorite. So wasted at their concert that all I can remember is pink and blue lights. Think I had fun though.
"Lola" by the Kinks. "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 .... Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola .... " My dog Lola is named for this song. The Kinks would be proud.
Loved just about anything the Kinks put out. "School's Out" by Alice Cooper. By far one of the strangest concerts I've been to. Also one of the most theatrical. Boy would we rock this song come June ..... Alice will always have a place in my heart! Anyone remember "Cold Ethel"?
"Hard Days Night" by The Beatles. Anything and everthing Beatles. I must have seen this movie a billion times. The Beatles. I loved Paul (back in the day) .... how about you? Of couse ... John became my all time Beatle hero. He was a genius.
Geez .... I know I could go on forever. So I won't. These were just a minor few bands/songs that were a major part of my growing up. These have particular memories for one reason or another which makes them special for me. But again there are soooo many more ... to say that these were it would be soooo wrong. These just are the ones that popped in my head today at this moment in time. As I am trying to end this more songs just keep popping in my head so I am ending it now. Before I sit here for hours.
Thanks for putting up with me here.
Peace. J.
Dixie currently feels:
Neutral
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I woke up at my usual 7:20 today.
I was worried that after disrupting my sleep patterns for two weeks, that it'd be difficult to wake up.
I'd been going to sleep between 4 and half 5 in the morning, and waking up between 12 and 3 in the afternoon - my body refuses to function properly without 9 hours of sleep.
I was actually really awake, but that was probably because it's Monday, and I'm always proper awake on Monday.
So I went to open my curtains - which is weird, because I never open my curtains on a morning.
So I got dressed, went and pissed, then cleaned my teeth, put my watch on, put my glasses on, sprayed on some perfume, got my rucksack, brushed my hair and went downstairs.
I left the house at about 7:35, so I went to call for Miraan.
I hadn't seen him for two weeks, so I was looking forward to seeing his darling nose again.
But, I didn't get to.
I sat on their sofa, talking to Zamia for about 10 minutes, then Miraan shouted from the kitchen, saying he didn't feel well at all.
Apparently, he woke his mam up by shouting "Mam I've been sick on the kitchen floor..." at about quarter past 7.
So I went and called for Kyle without him.
On the way, I heard this bird on a rooftop - and its cry sounded like an old woman's nasal laugh. I was stood there in the middle of the road thinking: "WTF WAS THAT..."
Then I realised it was a bird, and I blurted out: "OH MY WORD, IT WAS A BIRD."
Then I proper laughed for ages.
So we walked up together - Kyle insisting we cross to the other side of the road, because there was a gang of three chavs behind us.
He admitted he was a shitty-arse, but I truthfully said I was a bit intimidated as well.
Then we walked past this little Yorkshire terrier, which was trotting up the side of the pavement.
It kept going dead close to the road - and Kyle kept swearing at it to get away from the double yellow lines, because he was proper worried about seeing it get ran over.
It was really funny - we got to the traffic lights, and the dog actually waited till the dude was on green before it went over. Kyle was getting in a right flap - so I couldn't really help but laugh.
So I went up into school once Kyle had parted ways to carry on up Normanby Road - and I went up to the library.
Even at quarter past 8, when not everyone is there, it was proper noisy.
I went and sat down my aisle.
Then Jamie came and started bothering me.
I was too busy thinking about Emily, and holding conversations with her under my breath to listen to him much.
Then Sammie came, and I called her down.
She was upset, because her grandad had died in hospital during the Easter holidays.
She showed me a picture of him on his deathbed that she had on her laptop.
A really distressing sight too - he looked like a really kind old man.
So I held Sammie in my arms whilst she cried on me.
A lot of her family have been dying recently, so I've held her in my arms a few times and let her cry on me.
Once she'd composed herself, she wanted to see my artwork folder.
So I let her - and she cracked up laughing at the commentary around the Hybrid Angst picture.
Tell me, what is so funny about "Go and fucking kill yourselves."?
Either way, Sammie laughs at marzipan, so. :)
But then, we both do. :D
After the bell went, I went down to tutor.
I had Millie The Moose in my rucksack - and I'd been hugging her and inhaling her scent down the aisle.
So I went into the drama studio - which is our tutor room, because our tutor is head of drama.
And I kid you not - the whole room smelt like Emily.
Well, the scent that is absorbed into Millie's fur.
The really warm and musty sort of friendly smell - which I reckon Emily has upon her - and the whole drama studio smelt of it.
I whispered to myself: "Oh my word, it smells like Emily in here." - then I laughed.
I found a bottle of fabric freshener on the side, and I was playing with the nozzle.
Then sir took it off me, saying he'd rather it didn't fall into the hands of a year seven, or summat.
Textiles was first - and I was not arsed at all.
I was sat on the back bench with a wad of lined paper, writing down ideas for TFATH.
Then Wilson came over, and said I need to do more annotations in my sketchbook. Saying I need to write down more thoughts and feelings.
I was so annoyed at what she was moaning on about, I just growled at her: "What, that I fucking hate doing it?"
So she asked to see me in the office...
I sighed, either knowing I was in trouble, in for a lecture, or in for a heartfelt talk.
None of which I wanted - because I can't stand the woman.
She asked me if I thought I needed to see Parry.
I said I didn't want to.
Then she started asking me stupid questions.
Then she struck a nerve when she asked: "Is it that you've fallen out with a friend, or has someone left you...?"
For the first time in four days, I felt tears.
So I put my head against the cupboard door that I was sat against, and I just sobbed.
So she went down to get Parry - who took me down to her office and talked with me for two hours.
In effect, it was awesome, because I missed Textiles and Maths - but Parry's nice, as well as funny.
So she cheered me up slightly.
Only slightly though - nobody can make my worries go away...
So I sat through break and didn't speak.
Didn't say a great deal in Science - just lent Becca a pencil, gave sir my coursework, and copied down some diagrams of analogue and digital signals with Nazia.
Then it was lunch - so I went back to the library and sat at a table with Claire and Sammie.
I showed Claire my artwork folder - she liked all of the new additions that I'd done over the holidays.
Then I played a round of Consequences with Sammie and Jamie.
They weren't as funny as they usually are - but we still had a bit of a giggle at them, I suppose.
Fourth lesson was English, and all we were doing was revising the short stories in the anthologies.
I had some blu tack in my pencil case - and a permanent marker - so I was colouring it in, and making it darker.
I was trying to make black tack, but it ended up as navy blu tack.
It still looks fun though.
Fifth lesson was Geography - and after Stephen and Naomi insulting me, calling me small - just because I'm the smallest in our class of eight - we just sat and wrote down stuff about managing deforestation, and I was falling asleep, because my sleep patterns were so wrecked.
I went back up to the library after school and sat with Claire.
She was sniffing her make-up bag.
So we spent about 20 minutes sampling the smells of Claire's eyeshadow, mascara, foundation, lip gloss, and all that other shite.
There was a lip gloss that proper smelt like vanilla - so I asked if I could taste it.
Claire said no, but I started licking it. It was quite nice.
Then she took it off me, a bit forcefully, and wiped it on my sleeve. :)
Then she found some mascara that smelt like cakes.
So I sucked on the stick - without licking the end that touches your eyelashes.
Yes, it may have smelt like cake, but it tasted like VOMIT.
So I was borking like hell, and Claire just laughed at me - the evil cow. :)
Miraan wasn't there, so I didn't want to walk home by myself.
Claire was walking home instead of getting the bus, and I usually walk to the bus stop with her - but I walked the opposite way with her, saying I'd go and see my nana, seeing as how I'd not seen her on Sunday.
So I got there, went to give grandad a hug - who was playing Solitaire on nana's laptop.
Then I went in the living room and sat down with nana - talked with her for a bit.
She made some lemon chicken and egg fried rice with salad for tea - and it was really nice.
Considering I've never had egg fried rice before, it was reasonable. :)
We sat and watched Keeping Up Appearances - actually on telly this time - which I was thrilled about.
It was the Skiis episode, which I've seen a few times on YouTube, but I still laughed along with them both.
All three of us are big fans of the 90's comedy sitcoms.
Then we watched Last Of The Summer Wine - which is this proper old comedy programme about these three weird old blokes who live out in the country.
They've all got funny names - Compo, Cleggy and Foggy.
Both KUA and LOTSW were written by Roy Clarke - so if one's good, the other is bound to be, being made by the same director. :)
Nana let me have some strawberry mini rolls and some biscuits with milk.
I found four Oreos in the bottom of her biscuit tin - so I had those with some mini cookies and chocolate digestives.
Mam and Dad came and got me - after I'd been falling asleep on nana's sofa.
So I came back here, and slammed on some Maximum The Hormone and set my wi-fi up.
Then I played 2 and half hours of Guitar Hero III.
I had some matches with Emily, and a round with Adam - along with a couple of randomers.
Then I made my mam play a few songs.
She's not great, but it's really funny to watch. :)
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Today's song lyrics:
See Emily Play - Pink Floyd
Soon after dark, Emily cries... (Ah ooh...)
Gazing through trees in sorrow, hardly a sound till tomorrow...
There is no other day...
Let's try it another way...
You'll lose your mind and play ...
Free games for May...
See Emily play ...!
Put on a gown that touches the ground... (Ah ooh...)
Float down a river forever and ever... Emily, Emily...
There is no other day...
Let's try it another way...
You'll lose your mind and play ...
Free games for May...
See Emily play...!
Dixie currently feels:
Unimpressed 
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I AM SO SICK OF "DIXIE CHICKS" COMING UP AS A SUGGESTED TAG.
They're simply terrible.
I downloaded some of their songs a while ago out of curiosity.
And I didn't like them, so.
Urgh, I can smell chicken.
And it's really... Seasoned and strange.
I don't know where the scent's coming from either.
...And what on EARTH is this song...
...ROFL, IT'S SKILLET.
I went on a downloading fit the other day and got loads.
More of the Guitar Hero soundtracks, more Rammstein, more everything else.
It's that song I mentioned I liked.
Now, if I'd waited to hear him SING... Or... ATTEMPT TO sing... Then I'd have known what it was. :)
Tee hee.
His singing isn't AS bad on this song.
It's still bad, though.
Mein Herz Brennt - by Rammstein; sounds like the two bands having a fight.
It's like Christian Lorenz (Rammstein's keyboardist) is having a fight with the silly cow from Skillet who plays the violin - and Till Lindemann (Rammstein's singer) has tied up this twat and gagged him, before making up his own lyrics.
It's great actually - and fun to imagine.
I've got loads of songs waiting to be listened to in my downloads folder - but they're already in the library, and they keep coming on and I'm thinking: "WTF IS THIS..."
I've downloaded a Pink Floyd song that's like... 13 minutes long?
I downloaed Iowa by Slipknot before, and that's 15 minutes.
I kept putting off listening to it - but when I did, I liked it... So maybe I should give Shine On, You Crazy Diamond a chance.
...IT KNOWS I'M TALKING ABOUT MUSIC.
DIXIE CHICKS IS STILL A SUGGESTED TAG.
ARGGGGGGGGH.........................
Anyway.
I have nothing better to do.
So I'm going to list my favourite Rammstein songs. Yay.
I'll even put a translation to the song title for those who don't listen to Rammstein or speak fluent German, tee hee.
- Rosenrot (Rose-red)
- Teir (Animal)
- Klavier (Piano)
- Du Hast (You Have)
- Reise Reise (Arise, Arise)
- Engel (Angel)
- Ich Will (I Want)
- Mein Teil (My Part)
- Keine Lust (No Desire)
- Zwitter (Hermaphrodite)
- Sonne (Sun)
- Buck Dich (Bend Over)
- Ohne Dich (Without You)
- Seemann (Sailor)
- Amerika (America)
- Benzin (Petrol)
- Links 2, 3, 4 (Left 2, 3 4)
- Herzeleid (Heartache)
- Dalai Lama
- Du Riechst So Gut (You Smell So Good)
I like Rammstein a lot.
The first song I listened to by them was Ich Will.
I was asked to make a CD for road trips - with songs that I liked, songs that dad liked, songs that mam liked, and songs that out friend David liked.
I asked what bands David liked - and mam suggested Rammstein.
I downloaded the first one on the list - which was Ich Will.
I put it on a CD randomly which I was taking on holiday with me to Zante.
I would skip the first 8 songs, and continuously listen to Ich Will.
When I came home, I downloaded Keine Lust, Ohne Dich, Du Hast, Sonne and Buck Dich.
(Yes, I know that the U in 'buck' should have those dots above it, but I don't know the keyboard shortcut for them.)
I did my pre-production part of my Media Studies coursework on Rammstein - researching their history, analysing their image, their lyrics - and designing new album covers for them.
I filled a whole A3 sketchpad in 20 hours - over the course of two days.
And I got full marks.
Not a single mark was dropped.
I've made a presentation about them for my Music coursework, which I'm yet to present.
I've put on music samples, videos with subtitles, images, lyric translations - all that stuff.
I don't know anybody in my school other than Stephen who likes Rammstein.
He's the one who suggested I download Mein Herz Brennt.
He randomly came up to me and asked what Zwitter meant.
He looked quite shocked when I told him - as he'd been wandering around the house singing it.
German is such a cool language.
It's easy to write - easy to say.
The only thing that annoys me are the spelling rules - as in English, we'd put the I before the E.
In German, it's the other way around.
See, I go out of my way to learn translations, analyse lyrics and find hidden meanings, look up band history, all that - for the bands I really like.
I only own one Rammstein CD - which is Reise Reise (and I listened to it for 20 hours on loop as I did my Media Studies coursework...) and I only own one T-shirt - but it's faded, as I wear it a lot.
It's a Sehnsucht shirt - with all six band members' faces on it, with metal objects implanted and embedded in their skin.
Very cool. :)
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Rammstein have had a huge impact on the style and subjects I write about in my novel, Experiment #1263: The Beginning.
There's a lot of references, as well as obvious influences.
Two of the scientists of the Topaz development team, and one of the Ruby development team are of German nationality.
Their names stem from the names of Rammstein's band members, and other German influences:
Hermann Lorenz --- "Lorenz" comes from "Christian Lorenz", Rammstein's keyboardist, and "Hermann" is a popular German first name.
Christian Gruttmann --- "Christian" comes from "Christian Lorenz", and "Grutmann" comes from "Joy Grutmann", the six-year-old girl who sang the "Schnappi, das kleine Krokodil" lyrics.
Rubin Schneider --- "Schneider" comes from "Christoph Schneider", Rammstein's drummer, and "Rubin" is German for "Ruby".
#1263 is later given a real name - "Rosenrot."
Obviously taken from my favourite Rammstein song.
The song itself is based on a story by The Brothers Grimm; which is also mentioned numerous times, as it is a story that #1263's father reads to her, and then names her after one of the characters.
The themes of some Rammstein songs are mentioned also.
Later in the story, #1263 learns to play the piano, and every time she is seen by the scientists; they proclaim "Dort am klavier, ist Rosenrot" ("There at the piano is [Rose-red]")
"Dort am klavier" is the first line of the chorus to Klavier.
#1263 herself never speaks a number in English - as she was taught to count by one of the German scientists, she only ever speaks numbers in that language. - This was slightly inspired by the chorus of Sonne, in which Till counts down to sunrise.
An act of colonic irrigation takes place at the start of the story to punish #1263 for a wrongdoing.
The phrase "Buck Dich, Zwolf-Dreiundsechzig" ("Bend over Twelve-Sixty-Three") - of course, is inspired by the lyrics and theme of Buck Dich.
The song Mutter is themed around a person who was not born via natural childbirth - does not have a navel, or a mother, and is constantly searching for one.
This is the same as #1263's situation, as she was created as an experimental hybrid, and also didn't have a true mother, wasn't given birth to and doesn't have a navel.
See?
Very influencial indeed. :)
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What annoys me, is how prejudiced and ignorant people are.
When they learn that Rammstein are German, they automatically assume they're Nazis and Hitler supporters.
The only cool thing about Hitler - is that he was German, had a cool moustache, and knew what he wanted. Other than that, he was a downright prick who caused far too many deaths which could have been avoided if he'd just been dealt with sooner.
But as I say - it's only because of their nationality that Rammstein are accused of that.
If they were Russian, they'd be accused of being communists.
Or would they?
How often do you hear people accusing t.A.T.u of being communists?
Hm, exactly.
Get your head out of your arses, you stereotyping idiots.
If you look deep into Rammstein's lyrics, they're highly spiritual, intelligent and whimsical. Most are very thought provoking too - dealing with matters that no English band would ever dare to sing about.
Rammstein must be applauded for their efforts.
Ich liebe Rammstein.
Heil Rammstein. :)
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