Yuzz
09-23-2006, 07:16 PM
[**** this is a good song.hey look @ those two smiley guys clinking glasses; and the guy with the hammer. awesome drop in of the beat. 'So did we' great opening track. big sound. spacious. heavy mellow. (I wonder why she didn't stay longer?). the song bulding pace. **** yeah. what a pay off. what a great end minute. 'Backlit' has got relaxed. consuming me. sheer beauty. aaaaaaallllll waaaays.. what a riff. slow funk drummer. i have 4100 Croftminster points. cut back and chill for a bit. let that bass ride. i love the two guitars. out phasing eachouter. what great sound. the expansion off this song.the music reaches you.tells you worless things.i can feel more.ahhh.favourite song. 8:58 minutes of bliss.*closeeyes:becomeabsorbed*. building.so.slowly.creeping.further.
get. ready. sing. what fine sounding distortion. <<<!BAM!>>> that bass ****ing kicks my ***. oh man. what a jump. slowed out again. but wait theres more. here it comes.must get louder. ?!?voume max?. f/x sound change likey muchey.'Wills disolve'.don't they?. i see a lonely tree. a burning hill. feilds of fire. a church and three men named prosperity. on a ragged horse a man comes dressed in the sky. as he blazes forth the fire is enveloped in stars. one by one. the stars begin to burn. his clothes a-blaze. not even the sky saves us. consuming element. burn. ****die. rock me out.Uncoiled was it's strength
And our souls en masse
Poured down in sheets of
rain And dissolved 'neath
their feet.'SyndicCalls' .brings it back again.prediction:to hit me once more. dundundunDA. dundundunDA. never. have I(me) felt more eveloped by sound. music is the key. reality the lock. reality it good.ifnowbysomefreakcoincidence.thought can be expressed as feeling.but why feel when you can think.i would rather die than merely 'exist'. no regretts. awesome sculpting of sound waves.what a beautiful interpritation of sound.they've struck something inde me.in a way like no. other.'Altered Course'. not the best start. but.sheering.noise.nostalgic.i can se my childhood.rewritegreat start.sneaky leadin/leadout grind. radiohead? ride those toms bad boy.silde on in the bass. ghostly seagulls. scream ladies.float.me.over.the.oceans. i hear the audial glitter. i better not start to see.'Grinning Mouths'.**** she's gorgeous.therestofmylifeishers.guitars moan with love.prolific.dreams of chinese love tea. nectar of the gods. from russia with love. so slow and heavy.I diiiIIiIiIIiiig it.this music is me. the best.what orchastration.finale]
get. ready. sing. what fine sounding distortion. <<<!BAM!>>> that bass ****ing kicks my ***. oh man. what a jump. slowed out again. but wait theres more. here it comes.must get louder. ?!?voume max?. f/x sound change likey muchey.'Wills disolve'.don't they?. i see a lonely tree. a burning hill. feilds of fire. a church and three men named prosperity. on a ragged horse a man comes dressed in the sky. as he blazes forth the fire is enveloped in stars. one by one. the stars begin to burn. his clothes a-blaze. not even the sky saves us. consuming element. burn. ****die. rock me out.Uncoiled was it's strength
And our souls en masse
Poured down in sheets of
rain And dissolved 'neath
their feet.'SyndicCalls' .brings it back again.prediction:to hit me once more. dundundunDA. dundundunDA. never. have I(me) felt more eveloped by sound. music is the key. reality the lock. reality it good.ifnowbysomefreakcoincidence.thought can be expressed as feeling.but why feel when you can think.i would rather die than merely 'exist'. no regretts. awesome sculpting of sound waves.what a beautiful interpritation of sound.they've struck something inde me.in a way like no. other.'Altered Course'. not the best start. but.sheering.noise.nostalgic.i can se my childhood.rewritegreat start.sneaky leadin/leadout grind. radiohead? ride those toms bad boy.silde on in the bass. ghostly seagulls. scream ladies.float.me.over.the.oceans. i hear the audial glitter. i better not start to see.'Grinning Mouths'.**** she's gorgeous.therestofmylifeishers.guitars moan with love.prolific.dreams of chinese love tea. nectar of the gods. from russia with love. so slow and heavy.I diiiIIiIiIIiiig it.this music is me. the best.what orchastration.finale]