Frienemies and 'Y' Flop Culture

Dropkick-cranium
and a drug induced concussion
Life and daily routine fall
yet you keep running and spreading
you believe in wildfire and you've come to burn me.
I hope the wind doesnt blow too hard
because we all know it could change you,
would most likely change you.
You exist and it kills me
with rage I see you all running about
daily lives of bullshit, lies fly out of your mouth
All the playlist is feel good hate
to cure the acerbity left by your face.
to you, I am pleasantly hidden taste
but your habits bring forth my acrimony
and noone here can save  me.
Meet me at the street named Apoplexy
outside of the cafe Nasty
and see if I care if i care about anything
as much as you care about yourself
all i dont get is the gall you show to you
and the ones who claim to care about someone not real
but again im hated by you because of how i wear my choler
while you are the sun in yours and your virtual world. 

Va te faire foutre

Goodbye forever
We wont be seen together again
never my friend.
You were never there anyway
so why do i feel like you have to stay?
when too often I wished you'd run away.
Goodbye forever
'cause I never want you back in my mind
'cause you'll only let me down, you'll only break me down

Lady lady, won't you spare me with mercy?
I was drafted long before the age of 18.
Justice Justice, I'm not getting any.
Help me get out because this fight makes me warye.

In flight to hell there is no place to stop
and i know i'll have this sinking feeling till i give my last drop.
explosions of sauces and the pieces of rock fall.
When instructed, I listened, I'm here to kill 'em all.
Too early we've been taken in for life,
and we've seen with our own eyes as even best friends take the dive.
Felt the pain in my back too many times
just fit me a purple heart and a trip home, to save my life.

Lady lady, won't you spare me with mercy?
I was drafted long before the age of 18.
Justice Justice, I'm not getting any.
Help me get out because this fight makes me warye.

Goodbye forever
you weren't there once again,
when I needed a friend.
I never believed in you anyway
but I lied and said that I'd get to see the day,
back on my homeland to hear my child's name. 
Goodbye forever
'cause I'm dying in hell and can't live to see you
theres nothing for you anyway, because we all have our end, some day. 

Mulligan

Give me a 5 for a pack of sweet stress relief 
Im saving home and changing the game
as i am Pitt & Ed but neither will remain
Im ripped up and ready, laced up for pain.
Ready for war with red morphine hands
broken bones from being hit and hitting the same
seeing stars and pain, laying flat on my face
while Im Bloom in the air just waiting to land.
I give you, the beauty of the world, on the other side of these eyes
Welcome to the mind made up of broken ties
I want my Twix, for my perfect life.
Wells, take me away, with no DMC to save the day
a cell & padded room is where I'll stay.
On a rooftop with a spent Lincoln and an AK,
over my shoulder, a bedroom paint stain.

What the fuck is going on?

This is one of the greatest reads if, well read, in a long time.

From the great blog of Brian of Therefore I Am (http://thesoundofhumanlives.blogspot.com/)

 

Myspace appears to be fading for us all...but what is taking it's place? Twitter? That's only 140 characters of text. Facebook? That's mostly for drunk party photos and stalking - not music. It seems like a void is being created and nothing of equivalent value is filling it's place. So what the fuck is going on?

Where are people going? They certainly aren't writing more letters and hanging out in groups and having "conversations" and they definitely aren't checking out more concerts. So where are they and what are they doing and with whom? I mean, you can only Google your own name and your ex's so many times before you get bored, so what is everyone up to on the internet? Nobody listens to the radio - nobody even watches tv anymore. WHERE THE FUCK IS EVERYONE?

I'm not the first to say or think this but it feels like a big shift is happening. Not like a 2012 shift but just a change in the way our generation uses the internet and phones and communication toys.

Remember when we all signed up for Myspace accounts? Then bands like ours signed up and that became a huge vehicle for getting our music out into the world. This band owes a lot to Myspace and it's users. Word of mouth has carried this band this far. But why am I going to coinstar every week with change I find to buy food and Myspace has made Billions of dollars off me and my band and others just like me? I mean, they offered us all a free service. We took the bait, swallowed it and it tasted good.

Well, the worm is starting to turn in my stomach now.

Now if people want to check out my band they are bombarded with movie ads and singles dating ads and other bands and videos of people getting hit in the balls (thanks bob saget) and more and more bullshit - all people making way more money than me but it's not even about money. There were still ads back when it started but you gotta admit it's become a little ridiculous and very a.d.d. Even on YouTube, another "free" service, you can't watch anything without ads popping up here or there but at least my band gets heard...right? I mean, they gave us a free service that became a trend so then everyone goes to one place for their stuff right? Even Radiohead is pissed they don't get any money from the millions of advertising revenue they bring sites like YouTube. So how much is a free service worth? How can you value exposure? I don't have an answer but this is what's going through my head right about now.

I can't blame Myspace, YouTube, Facebook or any of these sites for creating such a genius trap. I mostly blame myself for relying on these things like everyone else has for so long. Band's stopped making .com websites because myspace could do it for you for free and usually - better. But is it okay to subject your listeners to ads and bullshit that they don't want? Don't you just want to be able to focus on what you intended on doing? How many times have you stopped listening to a band's song online because you clicked something else on the page that took you away from it. I love videos of people getting hit in the balls just like every man, but can I at least get 4 minutes of your undivided attention? I don't know, can I? You can say that all these websites have helped the music community and everyone get exposure. True. But at what cost? Better yet, whose profit?

We're all fighting for everyone's attention. The internet has made music less about music and more about getting people to give a fuck long enough to be discovered so you get your chance to impress them with your beautiful songs. I don't think it's right to subject listeners of my band to ads and bullshit they never asked for. I think it sucks. They had an intention behind typing in our url or searching our name and then they are averted away. What gives? Fuck off. Leave these people alone - I want the best for them. But this is the price we all pay for using free services. Well, I personally apologize to you all for enduring so much trash just to get information or listen to a song or watch a video of us. It's not right. I can't believe you aren't pissed. Are you pissed? Maybe I'm alone in this one. Maybe people ignore all the bullshit and just go for what they want.

It's time to go old school...we're going to have...a website again. (DUN DUN DUN!!!)

www.thereforeiamrock.com
(tempted to register www.fucktheguywhoownsthereforeiam.com like FYS did)

I know, it's weird right? Who would have thought? A site dedicated to one-single-thing without interruption. Thank Al Gore for that one.

In the near future we're going to have a new website and we're going to try and make it as interesting and thorough as possible - for you. Maybe you won't go to it, maybe you don't care, I hope you do - but at least it's there if you do. An oasis from the a.d.d. internet world. People will still probably go to our myspace more and that's fine, at least we have our own little corner of the universe where we can do our thing in peace and you can enjoy it in peace as well. A little too romantic? Maybe. But fuck it, at least there we get to call all the shots. If it doesn't work out then we'll just start posting videos of us getting hit in the balls. Anything for you. And when Myspace crumbles and everyone scrambles to find a new home - we'll be waiting for you with a shotgun, canned food and enough water to live off of for years safe in our .com bunker. That is, until 2012 when the anti-christ has a ufc match with the world. Ha.

Be well.

-Brian

on the fly from the phone, a pure unedited freestyle(that most likely sucks)

I need a voice,
Not just some lines on a paper
I can take and erase em
I need some words to the blind
A message in disguise
I need a voice,
And some music to boot
Create a catchy tune
And have you eatin my food
I need a voice.
Or else you see what I write
Read it once and suffice
But when I carry with me my tune
Will you listen and return
If you like it, again, who knows when it will end.
But that's it, my same message, same words
Same letters on the paper you didn't care to learn
Wrapped up in an apeasing package
And now the words you half read and shook,
Are now in your brain cuz I got you lyrically hooked.
My message, my vision, letters for the deaf and words for the blind
But you pull the keller and don't see it anyway
And that's okay
I'm not hear to please you,
The norm of this world has become so see-through,
When they only see themselves, minus the elitist, self righteous ways
Selfishness is the latest fashion craze
Help you? Tell me why!
Because the 90 percent don't even care if another person dies
Just to make you look like the caring humanitarian
"He was my best friend" when you didn't even notice him
And lie to them, to make you feel important
But you can't hide forever because you've become a target.

They don't believe in your ways
You don't like 'em
They don't like the things you do
You don't like 'em
They don't care what you say
You don't like 'em

But you do, you care because you need to be there
You say you don't care to get them to care about you don't care
I've seen you there, before you ditched on your beliefs
Its very sick, when you claim to steer this way
But you do it for the friends, I can tell by what you say.

You claim to follow the bible yet know less about it than I do
You don't like non christians because they don't think like you do.
You fail to see their religion is based apon the same grounds as yours
Because the names have changed and your the elite of course!

I feel like I've seen this before
Some one who thought that way too
I'm seeing the year of 1944,
No relation? You must be a fool.
So here you go cast these letters aside because I don't agree
I bring a shred of reason that could save you and me
With wars raged over whose religion is to blame
You all fail to realize, your religions are the same.

The elite have cast aside because I am not the same
Therefore I must be a lesser man, I am to blame.
So be it then I'll wear that crown just for your sake
But if these words were catchy on the radio,
You'd have them on a mix tape,
Because its a popular song, and you have to be cool.

The Human Factors

I can't see my future days
can't see two feet in front of me
I'd like to live like this one day
Freedom from everything all the same

Give it a try, you know, try it out
find out what life is all about
We could be alone right there
in a crowded room full of stares
just feet away from all those eyes
safe as ever, with our disguise. 

We know our childhood delusions are fake
as we get older we watch them fade
but those are what make our early life worth living
now we can do what we want, we waste time with worry
anything can happen, and odds are they will
if there is nothing you can do but try, why worry about the ill
Noone is safe from everything, everyone has damage done
thus is life, to kick you around, the strong come out, and make it fun.

See today, not future or past
this moment is short so make it last
and minutes from now we won't see it again
so let's make it great and hide it under our bed.
Stuck in our mind so we will never forget
through all the bad times, there were good times we had.

The one thing we need is controlled life fear.
be afraid of life, 'cause it will kick your ass,
but don't stand by and take it, you gotta fight back.
you only get this life once, and there's a few choices you have
live long and miserable, or short and happy, are some
just don't dwell on lies you're fed, they're there to help you love

Driving roads of two feet lenghts
dangerous turns at any speed
seeing the way with all my strength
one blink of an eye and i'm dead indeed.
Through the windshield i still hear the music
a song i once sung to get me through it,
but to this CD i wouldn't mind to die
because i think of you everytime
and though when i hit the ground I'll be met with great pain,
the important thing is i died with a smile on my face.