Stay the fuck out of my music thread!

[punkdrew]

Bob Dylan--Dignity

[punkdrew]

Kraftwerk--Ruckzuck (live 1975)

[DirtDawg]

Some Mozart - fucking Perlman - what a talent!



(How the fuck can that fat fuck play a violin!!)


:kneels before him:

[Blasted]

New Order FTW.

[DirtDawg]

OK, here it is. Who loves old fashioned rock and keeps a sense of humor about it all?

[TheoK]

This must be one of my "most" Aspie traits. I play this 10 times a day, at least.

[TheoK]

This is from 1938. Don't know the conductor or the orchestra, though. Nice pics, though the guy who posted it has a map of Germany of today in it. It should be a 1938 map of course. 

[DirtDawg]

Various Ravi Coltrane efforts.

[punkdrew]

More Traffic pleez:

[Trigger 11]

I am listening to one of the all-time great Nerd Rock bands!

“Down On Haley” by Nerf Herder

Down on Haley, Haley Street
Where the drugs are easy and the sex is cheap
You never know just who you'll meet on Haley
Crack dealer looks out his door
Winks his eye and waves to his whore
She don't wanna turn tricks anymore on Haley

You don't have to ride the straight and narrow
As long as you drive up in a Camaro

Tattoo parlor why don't you hang out
Let 'em show you what it's all about
We're gonna help you work it on out on Haley
Don't need no license don't need no subpoena
You can hook up with your favorite gina
Makin' fun if you know what I mean on Haley

You don't have to ride the straight and narrow
As long as you drive up in a Camaro

Goin' down, down...on Haley


“Golf Shirt” by Nerf Herder

I'm not the one you dream about
And I'm not the one you can't live without
I'm not the one who you wanna see
I'm not the one who you want to be seen with

And when you're tired of all the jerks
And you're tired of all the work
And you're tired of being hurt
You will long for the comfort of my golf shirt

I'm not the one who was an old time punk rocker
I was listening to Rush and trying to feather my hair back
When all that stuff went down
I'm not the one who was in a high school hardcore band
I sat in my room scoring with Ms. Pac-Man

And when you're tired of all the jerks
And you're tired of all the work
And you're tired of being hurt
You will long for the comfort of my golf shirt

No tats, no piercings, no hats, no grunge beard baby, yeah


“Sorry” by Nerf Herder

Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your party
Sorry I drank up all the Bacardi
Sorry I puked up on your bedspread
Sorry I wanted to be your boyfriend again

What can I do?
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!
What can I do?
I am the loser!

Sorry I saw you and I heard birds sing
Sorry I touched you and I heard bells ring
Sorry I jacked off outside of your window
While you were sleeping, I thought you'd never know
Sorry I showed up at your wedding
Sorry I tried so hard to get in
Sorry I screwed up your picture
Sorry I had sex with your sister

What can I do?
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser

Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your dinner
Sorry I said those things to your father
Sorry I crashed through your window on acid
Sorry I made a mess
Sorry I bled to death

What can I do?
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!
What can I do?
I am the loser!


“Easy Mark” by Nerf Herder

Yeah she...she's just a girl
Yeah she's just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
And she rides that midnight train goin' anywhere
She's an easy mark

Yeah he... he's just a boy
Yeah he's a big city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
And he catches that midnight train goin' anywhere
He's an easy mark

She lays down in the grass on Strawberry Hill
He is there smelling like nicotine and peanut butter
You gotta love her

Yeah she...she gets up off the floor
She says you can beat me all you want to
But I don't love you anymore
No I don't love you anymore
And she rides that midnight train goin' anywhere
She's an easy mark

I hate this world, this stupid world, this screwed up world
I hate this world, this fucking world


“Van Halen” by Nerf Herder

I bought Van Halen I
It was the best damn record I ever owned
TG&Y 1978
Two-hand tapping guitar technique really got me off
Eruption yeah, ain't talkin' 'bout love, I'm on fire

Tomorrow may come
Tomorrow may never come again
Can't you hear Jamie cryin?
She's runnin' with the devil

I bought Women and Children First
Fair Warning and Van Halen II
Dance the night away
1984 my favorite record yeah I wore it down
Might as well jump

Tomorrow may come
Tomorrow may never come again
Can't you hear Jamie cryin?
She's runnin' with the devil

Is this what you wanted, Sammy Hagar?
Sammy Hagar, is this what you wanted, man?
Dave lost his hairline but you lost your cool buddy
Can't drive 55
I'll never buy your lousy records again
Again, again, again, never again...

Tomorrow may come
Tomorrow may never come again
Can't you hear Jamie cryin?
She's runnin' with the devil

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, might as well jump


“Diana” by Nerf Herder

I saw her at the club
She was standing with the French girl
Bonsoir joulie poupe'e
Yeah she had a beautiful smile
And they met at face to face
Went back to his place, she sat on his face
And now it's history, the rest is history
She sat on his face and the rest is history

That's why he cried
He lost, he lost everything
That's why he cried
He lost it all
He lost it all to Diana (Diana)

Part German, part Hispanic
Diana (Filipino)
Diana, where did you go?
I saw her downtown
She was hanging with The Cougar
She was hanging out with Steve and that was where she wanted to be
She was workin' at the place where they sell veal parmesan
Now she's gone, now she's gone, yeah she's gone oh so gone
That's why he cried

He lost, he lost everything
That's why he cried
He lost it all
He lost it all to Diana (Diana)

Part German, part Hispanic
Diana (Filipino)
Diana where did you go?


“Nosering Girl” by Nerf Herder

I... I met a girl
She was standing on the dance floor of the club
She was a very, very pretty girl
So I went up and talked to her
And when you share your thoughts with someone you feel close to them

Nosering girl, I love you
Nosering girl, I want you, I want you, I want you

Yeah she had pretty hair and beautiful eyes
And a Dalmatian jacket (Dalmatian jacket)
And she was the kind of girl who you would give up eating meat for
No more salami
No more steak or potatoes
Yeah you would walk on down to the health food store
And buy hummus and tabouli and babaganoush and ricecakes, ricecakes, ricecakes

Nosering girl, I love you
Nosering girl, I want you, I want you, I want you

As it turns out, she was the cousin
Of the ex-girlfriend of my good friend Steve my very good friend Steve
But she didn't like me
She said I was a drunkard, an alcoholic, a weirdo, a freak (freak)

Nosering girl, I love you
Nosering girl, I want you, I want you, I want you, , I want you, I want you, I want you, , I want you, I want you, I want you, , I want you, I want you, I want you


“Annalee” by Nerf Herder

Wearing flash pants and her streetwalker shoes
Walkin' downtown with a pocket full of blues
She's the one you want so much
She's the one you can, you can never touch

Here comes Annalee
Annalee yeah, here comes Annalee

Standing on the corner you see her cuttin' a deal
Windows rolled down you can't believe she's for real
She's the one it ain't no joke
She's got lips...lips just like Cherry Coke

Here comes Annalee
Annalee yeah, here comes Annalee
Annalee yeah, here comes Annalee
Annalee yeah
Annalee yeah
Annalee yeah


“You're Gonna Be The One Who's Sorry” by Nerf Herder

I got my mind set...

Got a new job at a radio station
But that won't help you at all
40,000 watts of maximum rock
But that won't help you at all

You think you've got everything but I've got news for you
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry

You got a new girlfriend, a bitchin' new girlfriend
But she won't help you at all
Said I'd fight with the scene she's a local rock queen
But that won't help you at all

You think that you've got it made but you've made one mistake
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry

The free paper calls you a local celebrity
But that won't help you at all
You're such a big, big deal you get in the clubs for free
But that won't help you at all

You think you've got everything but I've got news for you
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry, yeah
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry
You're gonna be the one who's Sorry


“I Only Eat Candy” by Nerf Herder

I don't kill and I don't murder
Or manufacture atomic weapons
And I don't eat meat
And I don't eat vegetables, no no no

'Cause I only eat candy
I only eat sweets
Yeah I only eat candy my friend
I only eat Candy

I don't believe
No I don't believe in your corny old Jesus
And I don't worship Satan
No, not like Charlie and Steve, no no no

'Cause I only eat candy
I only eat sweets
Yeah I only eat candy my friend
I only eat candy

I'm angry!
'Cause I only eat candy
I only eat sweets
Yes I only eat candy my good friend
Oh I only eat candy
Yeah!
The longest... line

[Trigger 11]

^ If you skipped reading those lyrics, go back and take the time to read through them. I guarantee there will be something funny and entertaining in there for you.

I am now listening to the album 'Welcome To My Dream' by MC 900 FT Jesus. One of the all-time best albums ever!!!!  The following song is my anthem:

“Killer Inside Me” by MC 900 FT Jesus

http://www.artistdirect.com/nad/window/media/page/0,,123951-205161,00.html

You probably see me hanging around
I'm a very familiar face
In this town
A day doesn’t go by
I don't meet
A lot of my friends
Walking down the street
I’m never too busy to stop by the way
And I’ve always have something pleasant to say
Maybe some perceptive thoughts about the weather
Or other latest news from wall street
Whatever
I can stand around all day
Making small talk
Busting platitudes
Blocking the sidewalk
Tying people up
For hours with ease
One big talent is shooting the breeze
When they start to squirm
I really get going
But only my happy face smile is showing
Why cant they see what I’m trying to hide
I’m busting a gut
Laughing on the inside
It's in their smile when they say hello
I can see they think I'm a little bit slow
But after awhile with me
They looked dazed
Their eyes are covered
With a doughnut glaze
I really start to cook when I see that look
I hit 'em with every cliché in the book
Their knees wobble and they start to weave
It's like they're begging for permission to leave
They think they're having a brush with stupidity
I don’t laugh
Even though it's killing me
Watching 'em wilt like day-old flowers
Ticking off the minutes as they turn to hours
They're wondering how much more they can take
I give 'em a friendly smile and a handshake
We say goodbye
So very politely
Now say hello to the killer inside me

Everybody has their doubts about my sanity
But nothing happens cause they all feel sorry for me
I got the whole town under my thumb
And all I gotta to do is keep acting dumb
"Oh that boy there, they say, what a guy
A little on the slow side but wouldn’t hurt a fly
And such a gentleman - oh yes I know
He sure can talk your ear off though"
I take my hat and pretend I don’t hear
Grinning like a half-wit from ear to ear
I can think of a thousand ways to say hello
So I start through 'em all
Goin' real slow
They listen hard and act like they care
How can they be so completely unaware
Of the truth
The answer is always denied me
So I introduce 'em to the killer inside me

(Feel the blast)
(Feel the blast)
(Feel the blast)
(Feel the blast)
(Feel the blast)


This one fits pretty well too!

“Adventures In Failure” by MC 900 FT Jesus

http://www.artistdirect.com/nad/window/media/page/0,,123951-205162,00.html

Damn I hate this job
To work in this dump you gotta be a snob
Everybody gets on my nerves in this place
I think I'll take the afternoon off from the rat race
An exciting career
Don't amount to much but a pain in the rear
I bust my ass all day for a dollar
And then I go home and listen to the kids holler
Devoted spouse waitin' in the den
Wants to hit me upside the head with a rolling pin
Does that ring a bell?
A daily routine we all know well
I'm makin' more but enjoyin' it less
The good life's mainly causin' me stress
Making a change is difficult but
I gotta try to get out of this rut
But fear seems to be holdin' me back
Courage is the principle trait I lack
I gotta calm my nerves so I can think
I pour myself a nice stiff drink
And another this is my usual mode
One for the money and ten for the road
Ah, now everything is clear
I gotta get the hell out of here
Yes now my mission is plain
A Big Mac is calling my name
I gotta sample some of Ronald's cooking
So I raid my wife’s purse when she's not looking
Pondering the wonderful thing called marriage
I accidentally back the car into a baby carriage
'Scuse me ma'am I'd love to stay and chat
But watch where you're going next time you old bat
I hit the gas and zoom down the block
Leave 'er in the dust yellin' for the cops
Swervin' round a corner tryin' to steer
I get so excited I almost spill my beer
A neighborhood dog is yappin' at my bumper
So I slam on the brakes and I hear a big thump
I jump the curb and land up on a lawn
Then I finish my beer and turn the radio on
Some idiot's goin' on about rehab
I grab a brew and yank on the pull tab
Here comes a little old lady with a shot gun
I put the pedal to the metal and she runs
Digging on my off-road driving power
I do a donut in a bed of flowers
Then I jerk the wheel a little too hard
The car rolls over and over on out of the yard

(Causin' much destruction)
(Act the fool)

I come to rest in the middle of the street
A bunch of empty beer cans rattlin' at my feet
Starin' in the window is a nosy little brat
I look him in the eyes and say "I meant to do that"
Then I notice my watch says I'm overdue
For my big appointment at the local drive through
I do a number on the accelerator
And I'm cuttin' in line about thirty seconds later
Whaddya think this is?
Some kinda joke?
Gimme 10 Big Macs and a small diet coke
I pull up to the window with my radio playin'
I grab the bag and leave without payin'
I weave down the road for a block
Jugglin' a beer and a Styrofoam box
Pull into a parking lot and kill the motor
Presently I notice a peculiar odor
A little black smoke is risin' from the hood
Somethings gonna happen and it's probably not good
I open the door grab my stuff and go
Just in time to watch the whole thing blow
The car explodes with a bang and a hiss
Oh boy, my wife is gonna really like this
I can't believe this is happenin' to me
This piece of junk's goin' back to the factory
This was a blatant attempt on my life
Everyone will fall for that
Except my wife
But wait a plan begins to emerge
I suddenly have an overwhelming urge
To spend the night in the great outdoors
My suburban lifestyle has become a bore
I'll build me a fire
And finish my burgers
What my wife don't know
Won't hurt her
I leave the scene of the unhappy event
Resolved to make the most of my predicament
A few yards away I feel better
I know! I'll write 'er a letter
Or better yet a ransom demand
Got your husband send the money understand?
Or else we'll send his head home in a jar
P.S.
Sorry 'bout the car
Yeah, now that ought to really do the trick
I'll be gettin' off the hook and she'll be worried sick
But really, I'm gonna make it up to you honey
I'll buy you a new car with your own damned money
I walk a while into the sunset
A man, at peace with the world, you bet
Nothing can diminish my total enjoyment
Except when I pass my place of employment
Damn I hate this job
To work in this dump you gotta be a snob
Everybody gets on my nerves in this place
I think I'll take the afternoon off
From the rat race

(Hard like a criminal)

[Trigger 11]

On to 'Honey's Dead' by The Jesus & Mary Chain, another all-time great album!!!!

“Reverence” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
I wanna die on a bed of spikes
I wanna die come see paradise
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ

I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die on a sunny day
I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die in the USA

I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna die

I wouldn't sell my soul but I'd hang for this
I wouldn't sell my soul but I'd hang for this
I wouldn't sell my soul but I'd hang for this
I gotta get my goal ‘cause I'd hang for this

I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna die on a bed of spikes

I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ

I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna die

I wanna die

I wanna die


“Teenage Lust” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

Little skinny girl she's doing it for the first time
little skinny girl she's doing it and it feels fine

She's taking hold and I'm holding on
Holding on and my sense is gone
I got it, you got it, she's got it

She's taking hold of her sins now for the first time
Well she's been told about sins now but it feels fine

She's taking hold and I'm holding on
Holding on and my sense is gone
I got it, you got it, she's got it


“Far Gone And Out” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

I can't explain exactly what I'm doing standing in the rain
Don't do it for fun
Do it if you feel it
Kiss it on the tongue
I'm taking my thoughts to a railway station
Put 'em on a train just to see what's coming back
What's coming back
It's coming like a heart attack

Ice melts too fast
So nothing stays forever nothing's gonna last
She's dressed in black
A black that ends in nowhere and I just got to have her back
And I'm television sick and I'm television crazy
No one works so hard just to make me feel so bad
I'm feeling bad
Oh that's too sad

Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as mean as mean.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as black as black.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as mean as mean.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as black as black.
Hey. Hey. Hey. I got to get her back.
Hey. Hey. Hey. I got to get her back.
Hey. Hey. Hey. I got to get her back.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as mean as mean.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as sick as sick.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as cool as cool.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as black as black.


“Almost Gold” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

You take me here from far
Up to the highest star
You took a part of me
No one else will ever see
And if I gave away
What I'm dying to say
I couldn't give you more than this
I was born and it was bliss
I have died for a thousand years
Tasted salt of a thousand tears
And your kiss was almost gold

You took me near you took me far,
Up to the highest brightest star
You're giving back the exchange,
We got something going on
And if I ever fell from grace
With every living human state
Well I throw the whole thing down
And I take to higher ground
Cast a spell on my surround
Time to think on what I found
This is almost gold


“Sugar Ray” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

Did you do it good?
Did you do it right?
Did you get that pain
Crawling up your spine?
Did you feel the heat
Of my sugar ray?
Swear I saw that light
Shining on your face

All my friends have fun with guns
But all I want is you
All I want is you
All I want

Did you read my poem?
Did you get my poem?
Did it break your bones?
Almost broke my bones
Did you feel my lips?
Did they slide and slip?
Did you feel my head
Shaking through your wrist?

Sugar through your ray
All those boys have fun with sores
But all I want is you
All I want is you
All I want
Is you

Darling you're so good
Oh if felt so good
Did you feel that heat?
Did you feel the heat
Of my sugar ray?
Sugar ray
I almost died
Died, died, died, died

Come enjoy
All I want is you
All I want is you
All I want
Is you

Baby give
Baby
Baby give
Baby
Baby give
Baby
Baby give me
Sugar ray

Baby give
Baby
Baby give
Baby
Baby give
Baby
Baby give me
Sugar ray


“Tumbledown” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

She's a kick I couldn't miss
Couldn't miss her little twist
Get it on and get it good
Couldn't guess she ever would
Took up time and took up space
She exists outside my space
All I wanted was too much
All I wanted was to touch

Don't expect to get inside me
Give you all I got to give
Hit me again and again
Slip right to me
And slide right through me
Oh honey through me
Away from you

She's a head I couldn't kick
She's a head to make you sick
It's a chance I never took
When she caught me with that look
It's a sin I've never seen
And she tells me how it's been
I'm in deep up to my head
Give it all until I'm dead

Don't expect to get inside me
This is all I've got to give
Hit me again and again
Slip right to me
And slide right through me
Oh honey through me
Away from you

Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown
Tumbledown


“Catch Fire” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

You've been burned now
All over town
Kissin' dirt and make me baby
Even underground
No where to run to uh huh
No where to hide

Baby Catch Fire
Baby Catch Fire
Catch, Catch Fire
Catch, Catch Fire

Disengage you waste me baby
All over my face
Kissin' dirt and make me baby
In another place
Nothing to say now honey
Nothing to do

Baby Catch Fire
Baby Catch Fire
Catch, Catch Fire
Catch, Catch Fire

We're gonna crucify her, yeah
We're gonna crucify her, yeah
We're gonna crucify her, yeah
We're gonna crucify her, yeah
Crucify her


“Good For My Soul” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

Good for my soul
Heaven knows she's good for my soul
Close to my soul
Heaven knows she's close to my soul
I should have let her know
I should have let her know

Good for my soul, believe me
Heaven knows she's good for my soul, believe me
Ever since she came I've been whole, believe me
Ever since she came I've been whole, believe me
I should have let her know
I should have let her know

She can take the world on another journey into her soul
She can take the world on another journey into her soul
She can take the world on another journey into her soul
She can take the world on another journey into her soul


“Rollercoaster” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

Why…keep in touch with my crimes?
‘Cause I left it far behind
Out of sight and out of mind
Down the gutter in the drain
Back to wherever they came

Don't put me down
I don't think that I don't know
Sometimes I feel nothing's good it's all gone wrong

You…got respect for my mind
For I've connections too sublime
Look for something hard to find
Easy streams are not for me
When I drown I drown in sea

Don't put me down
I don't think that I don't want
Sometimes I feel nothing's good it's all gone wrong

Can you see her now?
Have you seen her now?
She goes down
She goes down
I can't see
What I can't see
Have you seen her now?
Have you seen her?


“I Can’t Get Enough” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

I can't get enough of you
God gave me strength and I gave it to you
I've got snakes in my spine but what can I do?.
I can never, never, ever get enough of you

You're my kind
You're my kind
Honey you're so cool
You're so cool
You're my kind
You're my kind
You'll be the death of me
You'll be the death of me

Something to do, something to hold
I won't come until I've been told
Give me a kick, give me it quick
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme till I'm sick

You're my kind
You're my kind
Honey you're so cool
You're so cool
You're my kind
You're my kind
You'll be the death of me
You'll be the death of me

Can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
Enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't get enough
I can't, can’t get…


“Sundown” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

Say a prayer for me
Remember I breathe, I breathe
Grown up twisted in
A place you can't see, can't see
The planet poisoned me
It’s a sick place to be, to be
I've got a taste for it
Now I've gotta leave
Goin' away

Sun's comin' down
Sun's comin' down
On me, on me, on me, oh

The world
Is fakin' every deal that it makes
With every handshake
Sometimes crazy people
Come into my space
I got to handshake
The planet's more fucked up
Than I'll ever be, I'll ever be
I've got a taste for it
Now I've gotta leave
Goin' down

Sun's comin' down
Sun's comin' down
On me, on me, on me, oh

Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on


“Frequency” by The Jesus & Mary Chain

I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
I wanna die on a bed of spikes
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
With the radio on

I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die in the USA
I wanna die just like JFK
With the radio on

Radio on
Radio on
Radio on
Radio on
Radio on
Radio on
Radio on

[odeon]

Moby - When It's Cold I'd Like To Die

[DirtDawg]

More Traffic pleez:

(I have stories ...)


Traffic is awesome!


I am going for more Coyote Oldman, just now.




"...my soul is waterproof!!!"

[Trigger 11]

I'm doing the self-titled debut album from Electronic!  Fuckin' a I listen to awesome music!!!