Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Pink Floyd My obsession



Now I'm not going to bore you with information about Pink Floyd, instead I'm going to bore you with my feelings towards Pink Floyd. I have always grown up listening to Pink Floyd and I truly find them amazing. I know a lot of people believe that they are a band that druggies listen to but the thing is that you don't have to be under the influence in order to appreciate them. They are amazing! you can simply appreciate the originality of their music, like I do. Its crazy to me how interesting their music is.
I saw Roger Waters in concert two years ago and it was honestly the best night of my life and the best concert I've ever been to. I am so obsessed with them that i named my dog Gilmour after David Gilmour from the band. And my car is named Vera after a song called Vera Lynn the song is short and simple and goes with the album amazingly

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day
Vera! Vera!
What has become of you
Does anybody else in here
Feel the way I do ?  


The album "The Wall" is amazing, its almost a story. Its about a guy who grows up he has parent issues and drug issues as well. The whole thing is this boy building up mental walls all around him for years and eventually everything in life takes them down making him feel naked and vulnerable, the album is art and its truly fascinating.

my poetry

I originally got into poetry in order to help me to write music, instead I found I new thing that I enjoy, here is the first poem I've ever written.

Did You Forget? By Erin Cork
Did you forget?
Forger the way you hand stung my cheek.
My cheek bright red and warm
Warm to the touch.
Touch me again? Never!

Never hit me again, you promised
Promised you’d be better
Better, like you used to be.
Be kind again

Be thoughtful like you
Were before,
Before you forgot.

Forgot how to love, how to act
Act like everything’s fine?
Fine? Nothing is fine to me
To me, you seem broken,

Broken, can you be fixed?
Fixed but not whole
Whole? Never again

Again and again you lie.
Lying is your favorite passion
Passion, we used to have,
Have an amazing relationship

Relationship? No more
More hitting,
Hitting and yelling,
Yelling and screaming,
Screaming and crying,

Crying because you have forgotten.
Forgotten how we used to be,
Used to be happy,
Happy and thoughtful.

Thoughtful? Not now
Now you’re cold,
Cold and mean,
Mean and not you.
Did you forget
About us?




Fears in the Dark by Erin Cork
Every single night,
When the lights are out
I seem to be in fright
I want to scream and shout.
Every night in bed,
With no lights over head
I close my eyes instead
Try not to think of dark.

Though there is no light,
I am no longer with doubt
I still put up a fight
I still want to scream and shout.
I try to stay strong
It only lasts so long
So I pretend nothing is wrong.
I’m still left with the mark

Across my wrist
I try not to remember
I am forever pissed
About what happened in September
No one knows
So I stay closed
Because that’s how it goes
I’ll forever be lost in the dark





















Why pretend by Erin Cork
No soothing sounds come from this noise,
Music? This is not music. its obnoxious, it’s horrible, it’s no good, it’s noise,
You like it just because they do you don’t even understand it,
This crap is not music; it shakes your car as you have it blasting so loud that the neighbors wake up
You dance nastily to it like its ok to be acting sexually in public
The nasty sound encouraging your nasty behavior.

Tribal chanting to the rhythm of a synthesized beat, thank you Webster
The beat is loud, it shakes your body while you sit on the bass
The words are vulgar, annoying, degrading, said over and over
The artist speaks in circles, He’s Redundant
Ignorant in his influence

It sounds good to you because it sounds good to them, you follow them around
You do everything they do; you let her slutty body grind against you
As this horrid sound plays around you
You chant along to the awful noise, you call it singing?
Why! Why do you like it!?
The real answer is, you don’t, they do, so why pretend that you do too?
Stop pretending, stop chanting, stop making noise to make noise, stop being ignorant
Stop following people that couldn’t care less, and stop listening to this crap they call music



Audio Slave

Be Yourself by Audioslave is another one of my all time favorite songs. its really pretty simple on its meaning. This song is a great pick me up song and it always helps me when im having a rough song. When i was younger i would listen to this song religiously and i just started listening to audioslave again for the past few weeks.

This amazing song is really pretty simple. It is meaning to say that no matter what happens, what you go though, all you can do is be yourself. Don't let the past kick your A$$ and don't let others put you down. Look forward and keep your head up. Don't change who you are just to fit in, or just to make others happy, because in the end something will end up going wrong and the true you will come out. Everyone in is different in their own way and some deal with things differently. Don't beat yourself up, just be yourself, because its all that you can do.


With this song, I just want people to listen to it. Its an amazing song, and it always makes me feel better after a long day. Read the lyrics if you want. But honestly just listen to it. Its phenomenal. I hope it makes you feel better after that hard day. (The video is linked above and lyrics bellow)


Someone falls to pieces
Sleeping all alone
Someone kills the pain
Spinning in the silence
She finally drift away
Someone gets excited
In a chapel yard
Catches a bouquet
Another lays a dozen
White roses on a grave

And be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do

Someone finds salvation in everyone
Another only pain
Someone tries to hide themself
Down inside himself he prays
Someone swears their true love
Until the end of time
Another runs away
separate or united?
Healthy or insane?

And be yourself is all that you can do (all that you can do)
To be yourself is all that you can do (all that you can do)
To be yourself is all that you can do (all that you can do)
Be yourself is all that you can do

Even when you've paid enough
Been pulled apart
Or been held up
Every single memory of
The good or bad, faces of love
Don't lose any sleep tonight
I'm sure everything will end up alright
You may win or lose

But to be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do (all that you can do)
To be yourself is all that you can do (all that you can do)
To be yourself is all that you can
Be yourself is all that you can
Be yourself is all that you can do

OZZY

Ozzy Ozborne's birth name is actually John Michael Ozborne. He started with Black Sabbath, and went on his own, because of the fact that he was abusing alcohol and drugs and the band kicked him out. Black Sabbath have firm ties in Birmingham England. After Black Sabbath kicked him out, he wondered on his own for awhile, and a record executives daughter took him under her wing and took him on has her own and started his solo carer and then married him, her name is Sharon Ozborne. They had a big contract signing around when they got married and as part of the signing someone had the idea to release doves during the signing and Ozzy bite off the head of one of the doves. Whats kind of funny is that on the Blizzard of Oz there is a picture of him petting a dove, and getting ready to bite its head off. The Biting off the head of the bat story is that he actually thought it was a prop and it ended up being and actual bat, this happened in Des Monies in 1984. After Ozzy went on his own Randy Roads was his guitar player and he died in a plane crash in the early 80s. The big thing about him is that he alone and with black sabbath had a huge impact with music. Black sabbath created the idea of scary music, before them there was no idea of dark music. Ozzy when he went on his own took this to the next step, this is believed to be why he is called the prince of darkness.