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Keith Urban’s 2016 Artists Tribute — Acoustic Version

March 15th, 2020 • Share

Anna Nalick: “Knots”

March 15th, 2020 • Share

Mass Hysteria…


Knots

Oh no, we’re all tied up
Oh no, our stars got crossed
Got you into my world on a string,
And started building knots

I love your eyes, like stars
And all your thoughts on fate,
And everything you are
And how you radiate, and all I want

Is my fingers in your hair,
And I’m tangled up as tightly as I dare
And I know you’re just another life away
And they say if you want something bad
Enough you’ll wait, but I’d hate to be wrong
So I tangle me in strings,
Cause I’m strung out on the way we’re spiraling
I’m a cyclone and every revolution’s
Confused, it’s a shame that you seek resolution
When I wanna stay tied up,
All tied up,
All tied up

You say the universe, has a ways
Of cleaning all this up
But I miss your funny face,
And you know I don’t miss much

And all I want
All I want is

My fingers in your hair
And I’m tangled up as tightly as I dare
And I know you’re just another life away
And they say if you want something bad
Enough you’ll wait, but I’d hate to be wrong
So I tangle me in strings,
Cause I’m strung out on the way we’re spiraling
I’m a cyclone and every revolution’s
Confused, it’s a shame that you seek resolution
When I wanna stay tied up,
All tied up,
All tied up

Everything is not, everything in knots, my love
But everything is not just like you want
And all I want
All I want is
All I want is you

And my fingers in your hair
And I’m tangled up as tightly as I dare
And I know you’re just another life away
And they say if you want something bad
Enough you’ll wait, but I’d hate to be wrong
So I tangle me in strings,
Cause I’m strung out on the way we’re spiraling
I’m a cyclone and every revolution’s
Confused, its a shame that you seek resolution
When I wanna stay tied up,
All tied up,
All tied up

In knots my love

Songwriter: Anna Nalick

Sturgill Simpson: “Call To Arms” Live On SNL

March 15th, 2020 • Share

This song should be subtitled: “Don’t Be The Government’s Bitch.” Some things simply should not be left to implication.


Call To Arms

I done Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, and Iran
North Korea tell me where does it end
Well, the bodies keep piling up with every day
How many more are they gonna send

Well, they send their sons and daughters off to die for some oil
To control the heroin
Well, son I hope you don’t grow up
Believing that you’ve got to be a puppet to be a man

Well, they cut off your hair and put a badge on your arm
Strip you of your identity
Tell you to keep your mouth shut boy and get in the line
Meet your maker over seas

Wearing that Kim Jong-il hat
Grandma’s selling pills
And meanwhile, I’m wonderin’ where the money for my bills at now

Well, nobody’s looking up to care about a drone
All too busy looking down at our phone
Ego’s begging for food like a dog from a feed
Refreshing obsessively until our eyes start to bleed
They serve up distractions and we eat them with fries
Until the bombs fall out of American skies

Songwriter: John Sturgill Simpson

John Mayer: “Slow Dancing In A Burning Room” Live

March 15th, 2020 • Share

Such a sad song…


Slow Dancing In A Burning Room (Live)

It’s not a silly little moment
It’s not the storm before the calm
This is the deep and dyin’ breath of
This love we’ve been workin’ on

Can’t seem to hold you like I want to
So I can feel you in my arms
Nobody’s gonna come and save you
We pulled too many false alarms

We’re goin’ down
And you can see it too
We’re goin’ down
And you know that we’re doomed
My dear
We’re slow dancing in a burnin’ room

I was the one you always dreamed of
You were the one I tried to draw
How dare you say it’s nothing to me
Baby, you’re the only light I ever saw

I’ll make the most of all the sadness
You’ll be a bitch because you can
You try to hit me, just hurt me
So you leave me feeling dirty
‘Cause you can’t understand

We’re goin’ down
And you can see it too
We’re goin’ down
And you know that we’re doomed
My dear
We’re slow dancing in a burnin’ room

Go cry about it, why don’t you
Go cry about it, why don’t you
Go cry about it, why don’t you
My dear, we’re slow dancin’ in a burnin’ room
Burnin’ room, burnin’ room

Don’t you think we outta know by now?
Don’t you think we shoulda learned somehow?
Don’t you think we outta know by now?
Don’t you think we shoulda learned somehow?
Don’t you think we outta know by now?
Don’t you think we shoulda learned somehow?

Songwriter: John Clayton Mayer

“Le Rêve” by Pablo Larsen

“Le Rêve” by Pablo Larsen

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Jordan Peterson Quote About Mental Health

Jordan Peterson Quote About Mental Health

March 15th, 2020 • Share

Mind & Body.

It’s possible to organize your physical life to hide your psychological turmoil, of course, but you have to start somewhere…

“If you want to organise your psyche, you could start by cleaning up your room.”

— Jordan Peterson

Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Scene From “Hush”

March 15th, 2020 • Share

Without talking. He explains without talking.

Words are how we retain concepts. Can’t explain shit without words, or their equivalent, such as other kinds of symbols.

Sturgill Simpson: “Turtles All The Way Down” Lyric Video

March 15th, 2020 • Share

Every line in this song is a lie, depending on whether you believe it or not. I love it, the song. Nothing is fucking safe! LOL. Not philosophy, religion, science — politicians, preachers, teachers, parents, even Sturgill Simpson himself.

He says it’s about drugs, but I disagree. I think it’s about dependency, psychological dependency. It’s about choosing what you believe in and the fact that no one can choose for you.

The title is inspired by lots of old anecdotes, with different versions, of course. Basically, imagine an old wise man telling a group of people that the earth is held up by a giant turtle, and then someone says:

“What’s holding up the turtle?”

“Another bigger turtle.” says the old man.

“But what’s holding up that turtle?”

“It’s turtles all the way down!”


Turtles All the Way Down

Introducing Metamodern Sounds in Country Music

I’ve seen Jesus play with flames
In a lake of fire that I was standing in
Met the devil in Seattle
And spent 9 months inside the lions den

Met Buddha yet another time
And he showed me a glowing light within
But I swear that God is there
Every time I glare into the eyes of my best friend

Says my son, “It’s all been done
And someday you’re gonna wake up old and gray
So go and try to have some fun
Showing warmth to everyone
You meet and greet and cheat along the way”

There’s a gateway in our minds
That leads somewhere out there, far beyond this plane
Where reptile aliens made of light
Cut you open and pull out all your pain

Tell me how you make illegal
Something that we all make in our brain
Some say you might go crazy
But then again it might make you go sane

Every time I take a look
Inside that old and fabled book
I’m blinded and reminded of
The pain caused by some old man in the sky

Marijuana, LSD, Psilocybin, and DMT
They all changed the way I see
But love’s the only thing that ever saved my life

So don’t waste your mind on nursery rhymes
Or fairy tales of blood and wine
It’s turtles all the way down the line

So to each their own ’til we go home
To other realms our souls must roam
To and through the myth that we all call space and time

Songwriter: John Sturgill Simpson

Leonard Cohen: “Everybody Knows” From “Pump Up The Volume” Soundtrack

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This might be the ballsiest song ever written. Who can speak for everybody? Nobody…


Everybody Knows

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died
Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that you love me, baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you’ve been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you’ve been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it’s now or never
Everybody knows that it’s me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when you’ve done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe’s still pickin’ cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the plague is coming
Everybody knows that it’s moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there’s gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you’re in trouble
Everybody knows what you’ve been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it’s coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows

Songwriters: Sharon Robinson, Leonard Cohen

The Fountainhead: Enright Building Party

March 15th, 2020 • Share

Roark worked at Dominique’s father’s granite quarry for a while. Dominique and Roark “hooked up”, but she didn’t know who he was…