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Down this road
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, all my heroes are junkies now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.
26 and I'm flat broke, I've been down so long I have given up hope.
Shattered nerves anxiety, so much more than I wanted to be.
I often wonder what went wrong,
but I can't remember, it's been too long.
Think out loud things I want to change,
but I know I never will I'm gonna stay this way.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road,
I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to...
Is this my great reward, servitude and solitude,
a lifetime of chances I have blown
I woulda coulda shoulda been so much more than I really am,
and it's nobody else's fault but my own.
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, cause I'm nothing more than a fuck up now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.

Zero down

STUMBLE AND FALL
Making a bet and I feel that I should have known better
Turning the pages so slow as I ever could
Shot shot I need a shot of persuasion right now
Let down the offer at once
'cause I'm weak and afraid to be wrong

But in time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong and I'm riding it high
In time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong
and I'm riding it high for you

Shaking my head so gently afraid to be simple
Waiting for you reaction, for your response
Time out, I don't need any suspension at all
Sit still, it's all for the best
'cause you stumble and fall for your love

Faking a laugh the sound is loud and annoying
Taking it back is something that can't be done
Let go, the spirits is no in the ceiling tonight
Step down and lick all my wounds
is the only thing left for me now

NO FUN AT ALL


Jack of all Trades
Give me a reason not to lash out,
because I don't see much reason now
I want to banish frauds, slay unruly sods.
Since false idol gods have nothing figured out
Nothing at all
So you've got a tale to tell,
Well how about something real?
feel free and stifle someone.
Go on and belittle someone as well.
Or but fucker yeah you'll get yours
So fill up your pockets, and watch them swell.
You could be no one, an inconsiderate bastard son.
Kiss your smile goodbye.
Kiss it all goodbye.

Hot Water Music


Original Me

Mirror, mirror,
Please believe,
Need to find myself,
All my life spent wondering,
I've been trying to hide this place of mind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

I need a sign a simple chime,
When grown kids have crossed my mind,
Followed to in the craziness,
A welcome man who rode behind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me

Tender day,
Spent to laugh,
Don't say all but the impact,
Mental prostitution,
In this universal, institution,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me

Confession,
Aggression,
My time to end this session,
One bang and I'm free.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
The reflection I see,
Reminds me of somebody like me.
ALL

05.03.2007., ponedjeljak

IS MUSIC THE KEY TO THE MAGIC IN ME?

Click to nacho libre I am so lazy with writing posts lately and I am not happy about that. I should already be in bed but I refuse to accept the fact that weekend is over!
That thing I was planning to write about is no longer actual. This subject is not actual eather but I would like to write a bit about my recent cultural upswing. After long time I went to a classical music concert in Lisinski. I am often ashamed that I never attend those events. Concidering my roots I should know more about the subject and again I am ashamed to admit that I lack in most important basic stuff. All that would not be that bad if I did not have a professional pianist at home and also dad who knows those things. Anyways, grandpa did not want to go so he gave me his ticket. It was a good repertoire. First part of a concert was great and it was about stuff I am into. First of all, Zagreb Philharmonic Orchestra played "Finlandia", most famous composition of the greatest finnish composer Jean Sibelius. Then there was something I was completely amazed with. It was a Concert for Bandoneon and Orchestra by Astor Piazzolla. I have never heard the sound of bandoneon live and since I am totally crazy about tango, I fell in love immediately.

Peter Soave was the one playing bandoneon and his performance was a great success. Here I must input some of my tango crisis again. I never got over leaving tango classes. Normal question now would be: why the fuck don't you go back? Muchos problemos! I finnished 3 months beginner's course but I lost my original partner after only 2 courses. He was not too much into it, he disliked the teacher and he started working at the same hour when course took place (probably on purpose zujo) No, seriously, all that was too much to handle just so he could do me a favor. Then I switched partners for 2 months and I disliked it. I think I already wrote that I was not too happy about being compelled to dance with someone with two wooden feet every friday. I started hating those friday evenings because I did not know who I'll get next time (sweaty, redneck, too close - invading my personal space or just sicko). Then I kinda found a partner who really had 2 left feet and who did not really want to be there. I do not want to sound mean, it's not like I think that I am a queen of tango because I probably have 2 left feet also (although Id like to think that I was doing very okya). 2 left feet would be okya only if I chose them. If you know the guy, you could yell at him! So now; there is a Tango Academy for those who have finished that 3 months' course and I do not want to go through that situazione again and if I find someone else to be my partner and bring him there...he would not know the things from beginner's course. Ahhh....In any case, check this out!

Back to the concert: at the end (a long long one) Zagreb Philharmonic Orchestra played 6th symphony of Gustav Mahler (btw, if I'll ever have a son he will be called Gustav). I was prepared to hear some great music if I knew that it would last that long I would leave after the first part. At the begining of the 3rd movement I was yearning for the end. When it was over I almost started clapping (juntti). At the last moment I realised that it was not over!! What a disappointment!! As I figured out that I will be sitting there for some extra time, I took the program and started reading. Then I found even more disappointing sentence in the text. It said that 4th movement of Mahler's 6th Symphony is the longest of all movements Mahler ever wrote!bang And so it was, it lasted for 35 minutes. Next time I'll read the program right away! If it was the most beautiful music in the world, I would not realise because I just cannot sit at one spot that long. One other thing: how come people in the pause between movements start to cough like crazy?? How do they resist to cough during the concert?

Pics from I.G. Luigi concert in Kset few years ago that I owe to Tvrle!
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