Let's share some music!

[Matsuri]

My favorite remixed song!

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It's a remix of this

 

As of music taste. Xar likes punky rocky industrial music. I'm more of a j-popy video gamey music fan but I like good rock music too. We both like to occasionally listen to classical or hardbass when the mood is in.

 

It mostly seems to come down to how different we enjoy music.

[The Fields]

Diana: I really like stuff that sounds different, I guess, for lack of better words. I Love You Like An Alchoholic by The Taxpayers is a regular earworm. And It's Alright by Mother Mother is my go-to feel-good song.

Gargle likes pop(stuff such as American Boy by Estelle or Post Malone by Sam Feldt) which is weird because Kelly used to hate it. She's fine with it now, says it's grown on her. I'm neutral about the whole thing- genre doesn't really matter, I like a song or I don't.

And Kelly listens to songs that she can daydream about edgy stuff to. That, and Amanda Palmer. She really loves Amanda Palmer.

When I was really young... so like, a few months ago- Kelly and I used to listen to a lot of 60s to 80s rock songs because it was the only thing we could agree on. We still like to dance to Ballroom Blitz!

[Breloomancer]

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this song could be interpreted through a tulpamancy lens ie, they aren't phisicaly reviving the person, but making a tulpa of them. clearly by the last line you can also see that they follow a psychological view of tulpamancy

[Guest]

ya'll letting the music thread fall off, smh my head, smh

I've been making a huge point to see a lot of smaller artists live lately, can't fucking fathom how people refuse to see artists in person when they have the opportunity. So often I'm blown away by music I otherwise wouldn't have cared about in literally any capacity because the live composition is so good.

I saw these guys tonight, and boy let me fucking tell you, I'm stanning these guys until I'm dead. Every one of these dudes was super nice and down to talk and supportive of the other artists, such a cool experience. So incredibly solid, too. I've seen multi-million fan artists who were worse than this live, god. Love this shit.

Please, sincerely, check these guys out on Spotify or whatever you use. They have a lot of fantastic tracks. Please support small artists, I'm gonna cry.

Edited February 8, 2020 by Enny

[Jamie]

https://www.washingtonpost.com/local/obituaries/leon-redbone-eccentric-musician-who-seemed-to-inhabit-an-earlier-time-dies-at-69/2019/05/30/92666f54-8302-11e9-933d-7501070ee669_story.html

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leon_Redbone

[Jamie]

 

Going to keep a-posting daily or so until this thread gets picked up.

 

Quote

 

My grandfather's clock
Was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half
Than the old man himself
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more

It was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was born
And was always his treasure and pride
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

In watching its pendulum
Swing to and fro
Many hours had he spent while a boy
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know
And to share both his grief and his joy
For it struck twenty-four
When he entered at the door
With a blushing and beautiful bride
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

My grandfather said
That of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he found
For it wasted no time
And had but one desire
At the close of each week to be wound.
And it kept in its place
Not a frown upon its face
And its hand never hung by its side
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

It rang an alarm
In the dead of the night
An alarm that for years had been dumb
And we knew that his spirit
Was pluming it`s flight
That his hour of departure had come
Still the clock kept the time
With a soft and muffled chime
As we silently stood by his side
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died

 

[Jamie]

Something a little funkier.

 

Lyrics: 

Spoiler

Survival, only the strong can survive
[It's called survival, only the strong can survive
It's called survival, in order to stay alive
It's called survival, survival, survival, survival]

They smile in your face and they talk behind your back
And when you do the story, it's never exact
Some say, they're your friends but they really are not
Because they are only out to trying to get what you've got

[.]

In jail they got a game and they call it survival
They run it down to you on your first arrival
They tell you what you can and what you cannot do,
So if you're ever going to jail, watch your, umm, umm
[.]

I went looking for a job, every day last week
But it turned into a crazy game of "hide and seek"
Because every place that I seemed to look, a job wasn't there
I might as well apply for food-stamps or welfare

[.]

Like Hercules, you body is strong but your mind is like the Devil,
Your ideals are wrong
You hurt people's feelings and mess with their minds
Didn't have the nerve to call me brother or wave the big sign
The young and the old, they all hate your sight because of people like you,
They're scared to walk in the night

[.]

The problems of the world today are bigger than live
You have recessions and depressions, men are cheating on their wives
Babies born each morn' with parts of their bodies gone
Because of some crazy drug that their mother was on
This country is fightin' not unitin', always putting each other down
Blacks and whites don't realize that they're really pink and brown
You got gun tootin' cut-throats, stress and strife
And looking out for number one is a way of live

[.]

You've got to lock all your windows, chain up all your doors
To protect what's inside of your houses or stores
Beware of the food, it might be no good
'Cause there's someone trying to poison the whole neighbourhood
Today they found something that somebody stored
They said, "He killed ten people and hurt four more"
They can't even trust the pill to make live easier
When there's sudden death on your roses freezer

Survival, only the strong can survive
[.]

About to lose your mind because live is hard
And yet you believe in everything but god
Those pretty women lost of money, yeah, that's alright
But don't you ever forget the man with the might
Now get a hold of yourself man, think positive
Because that's definitely the only way to live
Don't let you mind flow, like water from a cup
And don't you ever let me hear you say that you're giving up

[.]

Remember: a child is born with no state of mind
He was blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you but he's frowning too
Because only god knows what you'll go through

Survival, only the strong can survive
It's called survival and only the strong can survive
It's called survival in order to stay alive
It's called survival, survival, survival, survival

 

[Jamie]

A Ray Peterson cover of a classic: 

 

[reguile]

A good happy-sad song.

 

 

[Lucilyn]

this isn't actually the DK Rap, but you won't believe what it really is until you hear it yourself

(turn the Closed Captions on!)

love the ending