Couple songs I’m really into tonight. By Twiztid off their Heartbroken and Homicidal album. I think a lot of you can dig this. So give it a try. I’ll be lurking all night tonight.
Yeah, quite a few lines I really like. Probably in set by example, is the first half of the second verse. It’s slow, rhythmic, “lonely hating self medicating” then the burst, “gotta make a better choice of my time” I heard that, it just resonates with the constant cycle here.
The whole mindset of “All The Rest” made me wonder if that’s the awful feeling of dread you have when you’re driving home for the weekend and getting more miserable about being there.
Sorry if you already answered this somewhere else and I forgot….
Have you ever tried writing music lyrics of your own, as an awesome way to vent about things?
Imagine: Venting and making art at the same time.
And since you can play guitar (even if it’s just a few chords, whatever), you can also write music to go with it.
Morbid joke: As I was driving home today, I saw all the snowflakes and couldn’t believe how many there were.
Then I thought “Of course it looks like a lot. You’re seeing TWICE AS MANY.”
For best results, let me look at your bank account when I’m driving at night.
Because I’ve been seeing triple or quad.
(I think it’s the high contrast between the blackness and the glare of the headlights against the reflective signs.
Freaked me out Thursday night… I’m used to seeing double when I drive, but then I realized I could see four of each road sign, each stop sign, each road-curve sign, and the white line at the edge of the road.
It was almost like looking into one of those kaleidoscope things.
Certain wise people have pointed out that I probably shouldn’t be driving, but what the hell.
It’s the freakiest thing, just looking at this text I’m typing.
I see three lines of text. There’s the actual one I’m typing, then I can see a ghost image both above and below it. Three total. It’s like I’m typing in triplicate.
Shit, on the flip side, I can’t even estimate how much I’ve spent trying to see triple.
Anyways, can’t be much worse than the idiots I see daily. We actually had a guy, sitting in the road with his left blinker on waiting to turn. Punk kid put his Camaro under the trailer at 65, never even touched his brakes. Yeah he died. Then his parents tried to sue.
Dude, first week out here. I had a 40,000 pound load. Total weight…78,000 some. Yeah, I hit a blizzard on Donner Pass. That’s fun. Go too slow, you’ll bog down and get stuck, too fast you’ll lose it, slide off the edge.
Been there, we don’t exactly get sick days. Twice I’ve stopped mid transit due to illness, usually I just take a double dose of toughen up buttercup.
Then there’s nights like , last week I think? Week before maybe? Where I’m so out of it, feels like I’m not moving, but just my surroundings are.
Kind of irritated. Had to plug my phone charger in. So no music for awhile. Seems if I have the charger and the AUX plugged in I get horrendous feedback. Shitty.
I was just about to switch gears to Blues Traveler, Counting Crows etc. Playlist. My soft 90s jams.
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I have to admit I like it.
Favorite line in “Set By Example”:
“Please help me find my head.”
And for some twisted reason (Er… “Twiztid” reason), I like the name “Heartbroken and Homicidal”.
Yeah, quite a few lines I really like. Probably in set by example, is the first half of the second verse. It’s slow, rhythmic, “lonely hating self medicating” then the burst, “gotta make a better choice of my time” I heard that, it just resonates with the constant cycle here.
Favorite line in “All The Rest”:
“Normal people call me abnormal because I’m pissed”.
Heh, mine too. I really like how in the context of the verse that’s his pick up line.
The whole mindset of “All The Rest” made me wonder if that’s the awful feeling of dread you have when you’re driving home for the weekend and getting more miserable about being there.
Or am I way out of line by guessing that?
Yeah, that whole verse cuts a bit deep.
Right down to “anticipating and imitating…” It’s so repetitive it almost feels scripted
Sorry if you already answered this somewhere else and I forgot….
Have you ever tried writing music lyrics of your own, as an awesome way to vent about things?
Imagine: Venting and making art at the same time.
And since you can play guitar (even if it’s just a few chords, whatever), you can also write music to go with it.
I do regularly. I have a ton of notebooks of lyrics, poems, etc
Perfect.
Me too.
🙂
I figured as much 🙂 our similarities are pretty outstanding.
Windshield is so iced up. The fuck is this weather in April? 94 from Benton Harbor to Chicago is just a demolition derby
It was snowing here, on and off, for much of the day.
I can’t imagine what 94 would be like in weather like this.
Morbid joke: As I was driving home today, I saw all the snowflakes and couldn’t believe how many there were.
Then I thought “Of course it looks like a lot. You’re seeing TWICE AS MANY.”
Ha!
You always see double? If so , can you take a look at my bank account?
For best results, let me look at your bank account when I’m driving at night.
Because I’ve been seeing triple or quad.
(I think it’s the high contrast between the blackness and the glare of the headlights against the reflective signs.
Freaked me out Thursday night… I’m used to seeing double when I drive, but then I realized I could see four of each road sign, each stop sign, each road-curve sign, and the white line at the edge of the road.
It was almost like looking into one of those kaleidoscope things.
Certain wise people have pointed out that I probably shouldn’t be driving, but what the hell.
It’s the freakiest thing, just looking at this text I’m typing.
I see three lines of text. There’s the actual one I’m typing, then I can see a ghost image both above and below it. Three total. It’s like I’m typing in triplicate.
Shit, on the flip side, I can’t even estimate how much I’ve spent trying to see triple.
Anyways, can’t be much worse than the idiots I see daily. We actually had a guy, sitting in the road with his left blinker on waiting to turn. Punk kid put his Camaro under the trailer at 65, never even touched his brakes. Yeah he died. Then his parents tried to sue.
That must have been a pretty mangled sight.
Well, I’m kind of a “car guy” I couldn’t have identified it as a camaro.
Ouch.
Wunderground says it’s 29 degrees out there right now, with 31 mph wind gusts. That’s gotta be hell on high-profile vehicles.
Dude, first week out here. I had a 40,000 pound load. Total weight…78,000 some. Yeah, I hit a blizzard on Donner Pass. That’s fun. Go too slow, you’ll bog down and get stuck, too fast you’ll lose it, slide off the edge.
That kind of stress would put me in the loony bin quicker than you can say “frosty balls”.
Heh.
Imagine driving on slush like that, with 31mph wind gusts, AND seeing anywhere from two to four of everything.
P.S. Frosty Balls are different from Chocolate Salty Balls.
youtube.com/watch?v=ACDOBjPHqb8
Been there, we don’t exactly get sick days. Twice I’ve stopped mid transit due to illness, usually I just take a double dose of toughen up buttercup.
Then there’s nights like , last week I think? Week before maybe? Where I’m so out of it, feels like I’m not moving, but just my surroundings are.
Kind of irritated. Had to plug my phone charger in. So no music for awhile. Seems if I have the charger and the AUX plugged in I get horrendous feedback. Shitty.
I was just about to switch gears to Blues Traveler, Counting Crows etc. Playlist. My soft 90s jams.