Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Mood: Mukureru

I have an hour while my mom is running errands, so I figured I'd post. And Apanda, my apologies, but I'll be swearing a lot, for a little while. *shrugs* I need to preface this with the admission that I'm not mad at Ryan, I just feel the need to vent over one of his short comings. Ryan is one of my best friends, but we're similar enough that we clash sometimes. He's the only friend I ever fight with. Ryan and I got into an argument yesterday while he was driving me home. We always drive around for a little while to avoid going home, and we listen to music. He's always got some new band that he's found that he thinks I'll like, and so it's fun. Now, he's really into the Flobots, and I'll put one of their songs on here later because I'm feeling all musical today. Anyway, he introduced me a while ago to one of my now favorite bands, This Providence, and I brought up why I liked them so much. I kind of figured that Ryan hadn't realized this, but I mentioned that their whole CD is really spiritual, and he just fucking scoffs at me. He's all, "Only because you're looking for it, have you gone through all their lyrics?" So I tell him, "Yeah, actually, I've read all of them, and almost all their songs have something to do with spiritual things,". And Ryan isn't having it. So he says, "Kay, one song is about a whore," And I say, "Yeah, and then the last verse is word for word, straight out of the Bible, part of Proverbs Chapter 1," And he just looks at me like I'm completely insane and won't believe me. He keeps saying I'm looking for it, and that's why I think half of This Providence's songs are about God, and I'm like, "I'm not fucking looking for it! I liked them before I realized what their songs meant, now I like them even more, and I'm not projecting my views into the lyrics, the lead singer himself said the album was really spiritual, and look at the fucking name of the band! This Providence! Do you know what providence means?" Dictionary definition of Providence: 1. (often initial capital letter) the foreseeing care and guidance of God or nature over the creatures of the earth. 2. (initial capital letter) God, esp. when conceived as omnisciently directing the universe and the affairs of humankind with wise benevolence. 3. a manifestation of divine care or direction. So Ryan just goes, "Fine, I'll have to delete them off my iPod." So I'm sitting there completely at a loss for words, I mean, why the fuck is it such a bad thing that the band has some Christian undertones? But I should have known, Ryan did this with Skillet too, and P.O.D... Skillet is my FAVORITE band, I've been listening to them since I was ten. And the only reason that I was able to do that (my mom filters all my music, I can only listen to what she has approved of) is because they're a Christian band. Ryan discovered them a few months ago and loved them, until I told him they were Christian, then he stopped listening to them. He said, "They're not cool now, Christian rock is fake." What the hell? Ryan says he's a Christian, what the hell is the big deal? It's like saying, "Omg, I love oranges, oh wait, they're orange? Oh, that's gross, I hate oranges." It just doesn't make any sense. You know, Avenged Sevenfold sings straight out of Revelation in their song Beast and the Harlot, but does that make them any less amazing? And Fucking Kanye West! Ryan loves Kayne West, and he's got that song Jesus Walks! Look! Look at the lyrics! "Jesus Walks" By: Kayne West Yo, We at war We at war with terrorism, racism, and most of all we at war with ourselves (Jesus Walks) God show me the way because the Devil trying to break me down (Jesus Walks with me) with me, with me, with me [fades] You know what the Midwest is? Young & Restless Where restless (Niggas) might snatch your necklace And next these (Niggas) might jack your Lexus Somebody tell these (Niggas) who Kanye West is I walk through the valley of the Chi where death is Top floor the view alone will leave you breathless Uhhhh! Try to catch it Uhhhh! It's kinda hard hard Getting choked by the detectives yeah yeah now check the method They be asking us questions, harass and arrest us Saying "we eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast" Huh? Yall eat pieces of shit? What's the basis? We ain't going nowhere but got suits and cases A trunk full of coke rental car from Avis My momma used to say only Jesus can save us Well momma I know I act a fool But I'll be gone 'til November I got packs to move I Hope [Hook x2] (Jesus Walks) God show me the way because the Devil trying to break me down (Jesus Walks with me) The only thing that that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now (Jesus Walks) And I don't think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs (Jesus Walks with me) I want to talk to God but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long To the hustlers, killers, murderers, drug dealers even the strippers (Jesus walks with them) To the victims of Welfare for we living in hell here hell yeah (Jesus walks with them) Now hear ye hear ye want to see Thee more clearly I know he hear me when my feet get weary Cause we're the almost nearly extinct We rappers are role models we rap we don't think I ain't here to argue about his facial features Or here to convert atheists into believers I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers The way Kathie Lee needed Regis that's the way I need Jesus So here go my single dog radio needs this They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus That means guns, sex, lies, video tapes But if I talk about God my record won't get played Huh? Well let this take away from my spins Which will probably take away from my ends Then I hope this take away from my sins And bring the day that I'm dreaming about Next time I'm in the club everybody screaming out (Jesus Walks) God show me the way because the devil trying to break me down (Jesus Walks) The only thing that that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now (Jesus Walks) And I don't thing there's nothing I can do now to right my wrongs (Jesus walks with me... fades) I want to talk to God but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long Fucking Listen to it! Is Ryan not going to listen to him now because this song makes him fucking "uncool'? Gah, this just pissed me off like no other, and quite frankly, I think our argument had a lot less to do with lyrics and a lot more to do with Ryan hating being wrong, and hating not knowing something. So I've been pissy all day. But I just needed to vent. I swear, I'm over it now, all my emotions are just amplified because I'm really sick, and I feel like shit. So whatever. I said I'd post other songs and lyrics, so here's some. Enjoy yourselves. Here's my favorite from the Flobots, the group Ryan's obsessing over this month. It may sound kinda stupid when you first listen to it, and it's total white rap, but the lyrics take a while to sink in, and then it dawns on you that he's talking about much more than what HE can do, it's a lot deeper than that. So think on it. Handlebars By: The Flobots I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars Look at me, look at me hands in the air like it's good to be ALIVE and I'm a famous rapper even when the paths're all crookedy I can show you how to do-si-do I can show you how to scratch a record I can take apart the remote control And I can almost put it back together I can tie a knot in a cherry stem I can tell you about Leif Ericson I know all the words to "De Colores" And "I'm Proud to be an American" Me and my friend saw a platypus Me and my friend made a comic book And guess how long it took I can do anything that I want cuz, look: I can keep rhythm with no metronome No metronome No metronome I can see your face on the telephone On the telephone On the telephone Look at me Look at me Just called to say that it's good to be ALIVE In such a small world All curled up with a book to read I can make money open up a thrift store I can make a living off a magazine I can design an engine sixty four Miles to a gallon of gasoline I can make new antibiotics I can make computers survive aquatic conditions I know how to run a business And I can make you wanna buy a product Movers shakers and producers Me and my friends understand the future I see the strings that control the systems I can do anything with no assistance I can lead a nation with a microphone With a microphone With a microphone I can split the atoms of a molecule Of a molecule Of a molecule Look at me Look at me Driving and I won't stop And it feels so good to be Alive and on top My reach is global My tower secure My cause is noble My power is pure I can hand out a million vaccinations Or let'em all die in exasperation Have'em all grilled leavin lacerations Have'em all killed by assassination I can make anybody go to prison Just because I don't like'em and I can do anything with no permission I have it all under my command I can guide a missile by satellite By satellite By satellite and I can hit a target through a telescope Through a telescope Through a telescope and I can end the planet in a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handle bars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars And here's another CHRISTIAN band for you, Underoath. Love them to death, and here's my favorite song. It's Dangerous Business Walking Out Your Front Door By: Underoath I've been up at this all night long I've been drowning in my sleep I've prayed for your safe place And its time for us to leave Time is running on empty and the gas is running out I've decided that tonight is the night That I let love aside Full speed ahead this seems to be the place I've seen this once before Planned perfection sought in my dreams Hoping this would take you home Chorus 1: My knuckles have turned to white There's no turning back tonight Kiss me one last time Around this turn where the cross will cast your shadow The people will all gather To remember such a day where the flames grew as high as trees And the world it stopped, it stopped for you and me Chorus 2: My knuckles have turned to white There's no turning back tonight So hold on tight Kiss me one last time Shut your eyes I will now bring new meaning to the word alone Endless nights of dreaming of life And the days we should have spent here Drowning in my sleep, I'm drowning in my sleep Glass shatters and comes to a halt I thought we'd be there by now I thought it would be so much quicker than this Pain has never been so brilliant I made sure you were buckled in Now you can walk hand in hand with Him Well that's all I'm going to post today, obviously I was bored, and this is one long ass post. But I won't be on in a while anyway, so it's good I've left you with something to chew on. Sorry for being so pissy. Mukureru means angry or sullen.

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