Anomander, on 11 April 2012 - 08:42 PM, said:
Music
#10601
Posted 14 April 2012 - 09:03 PM
The love I bear thee can afford no better term than this: thou art a villain.
"Perhaps we think up our own destinies and so, in a sense, deserve whatever happens to us, for not having had the wit to imagine something better." ― Iain Banks
"Perhaps we think up our own destinies and so, in a sense, deserve whatever happens to us, for not having had the wit to imagine something better." ― Iain Banks
#10603
Posted 19 April 2012 - 09:00 PM
Because I'm going to see them in concert tomorrow, I give you Social Distortion:
#10605
Posted 24 April 2012 - 12:01 PM
Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur ad necem.
Si hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades.
Si hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades.
#10606
Posted 24 April 2012 - 12:38 PM
Everyone is entitled to his own wrong opinion. - Lizrad
#10607
Posted 24 April 2012 - 09:29 PM
me likey:
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#10608
Posted 24 April 2012 - 09:29 PM
and this:
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#10610
Posted 25 April 2012 - 01:36 AM
I used to play like this, until I took an arrow in the thumb pick.
"If you seek the crumpled bones of the T'lan Imass,
gather into one hand the sands of Raraku"
The Holy Desert
- Anonymous.
gather into one hand the sands of Raraku"
The Holy Desert
- Anonymous.
#10611
Posted 25 April 2012 - 01:36 AM
Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur ad necem.
Si hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades.
Si hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades.
#10612
Posted 25 April 2012 - 05:45 AM
They came with white hands and left with red hands.
#10614
Posted 25 April 2012 - 09:27 PM
Can't wait for the new album! Might even make the trip to Osheaga this August to see them play.
And so the First denied their Mother,
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
#10615
Posted 25 April 2012 - 09:59 PM
Wow, I know that's just a short droney synth track, but that sounded way darker than I was expecting from them.
They came with white hands and left with red hands.
#10617
Posted 26 April 2012 - 03:02 PM
worrywort, on 25 April 2012 - 09:59 PM, said:
Wow, I know that's just a short droney synth track, but that sounded way darker than I was expecting from them.
It reminds me of Emily Haines' solo work. The other "reflection" I've heard wasn't as dark but still had a lot of synth.
And so the First denied their Mother,
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
#10619
Posted 26 April 2012 - 04:39 PM
SikTh. More SikTh. Add some SikTh. Then finish with SikTh. That is what I am listening to...
A Haunting Poem
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#10620
Posted 27 April 2012 - 02:30 AM
Because this just put a big ol' grin on my face:
This post has been edited by worrywort: 27 April 2012 - 02:30 AM
They came with white hands and left with red hands.