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Patrick Stump — Spotlight
so obsessed with this song right now.
JAMIE TWORKOWSKI guest blog for Alternative Press
GUEST BLOG: JAMIE TWORKOWSKI OF TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS
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If someone gave you a microphone and a stage, what would you say and what would you sing? Whether the crowd was 10 people or 10,000, what would you make with the moment?
I was going to write a letter to the frontmen—the folks who sing in bands. I was going to say that there should be a system or some classes where they would be reminded that music is avery special thing; something not unlike a miracle, rich with history and the potential to move people and change lives. They would learn about urgency and honesty, the value of a moment and a song’s unique ability to cause people to feel, to remind them that they’re alive and that life is worth living.
And it crossed my mind to say those things because lately, it seems like there’s been moments when everyone is forgetting. I’m bored with watching guys play to thousands of people and it feels like everyone says the same thing in saying nothing: “How you motherf****s doing?” is followed by a request for the world’s largest circle pit. Congratulations. You are the fourth band in a row to say the exact same thing.
Are you kidding me? You beat the odds by making it and they hand you this electronic thing that makes your voice louder and that’s the best you could come up with? That’s what you wanted to tell the world? The stage is sacred. It’s above the ground so that people can see the magic when it happens; so that people can see something bigger than the sum of its parts; something louder than the same dumb joke, brighter than the latest neon trend. Tell us your story. Show us your heart. Remind us of our own. Point to something. In the silence between songs, point to something that matters, some question or problem that steals your sleep at night. Invite us to be part of the solution.
But maybe the lessons are not just for the guys with microphones. Maybe this stuff applies to all of us. It’s been said that all the world’s a stage and that maybe we all have some kind of influence and opportunities to say real things and move people. The stage in front of the crowd is this obvious place where it happens, but maybe it’s true that we each have our songs to sing and venues to play. We each get a few people who listen and a few people to listen to. We each have our jobs and our schools and all the places where life happens. We live in a world filled with needs and opportunities. Every person has a story. There’s plenty of room for meaning, depth and change. Don’t buy the lie that says there’s only room for jokes and it’s cooler not to care about anything. The bar has been set way too low. There’s room for magic and inspiration. There’s room to live a better story.
The show starts now. alt
Jamie Tworkowski is the founder of To Write Love On Her Arms, a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide. Since 2006, TWLOHA has responded to 100,000 messages from over 100 countries. They’ve also given $500,000 directly to treatment and recovery. Look for the TWLOHA team under the TWLOHA tents all summer long on Warped Tour. www.twloha.com for more info.
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Taking Back Sunday — One-Eighty By Summer……
Revisiting high school…. le sigh, I used to have a screen name LikeABadHabit57
Go on just say it,
You need me like a bad habit,
One that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone.
Go on just say it (Are you afraid to),
You need me like a bad habit (Say what you want to, tell me you want to),
One that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone. (Are you afraid to say what you want to, tell me you want to).
I hold my tongue use it to assess,
The damage from way back when it mattered,
But nothing seems important anymore,
We’re just protecting ourselves from our self,
And I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back down),
I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back down),
I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back…),
I don’t think I’ll ever come back…
Are you ashamed to say what you want to tell me you want to.
Are you ashamed to say what you want to tell me you want to.
(Come on just say it) Are you ashamed to (Come on just say it) say what you want to tell me you want to.
(Come on just say it) Are you ashamed to (Come on just say it) say what you want to tell me you want to.
I’m making the difference,
It just seems pointless,
With all the obvious lines all out of focus.
Why can’t you just be happy,
Why can’t you just be happy.
And I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back down),
I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back down),
I don’t think I’ll ever come back down (I don’t think I’ll ever come back…),
I don’t think I’ll ever come back…
(Just come back, just come back…)
Go on just say it, (just come back…)
Come on just say it, (just come back…)
Well I’ll just say it, (just come back…)
I’ll just say it, (just come back…)
I need you defenseless, dependent and alone.
(Just come back, just come back, just come back…)
She says live up to your first impression,
Well my best side was your worst invention,
Can’t you live without the attention?
Can’t you live without the attention?
(Just come back, just come back, just come back…)
She says live up to your first impression,
Well my best side was your worst invention,
Can’t you live without the attention?
Can’t you live without the attention?
She says live up to your first impression (Come on, just say it),
Well my best side was your worst invention (Come on, just say it),
Why can’t you live without the attention (I need you defenseless, dependent),
Why can’t you live without the attention (alone).
She says live up to your first impression (I just say it),
Well my best side was your worst invention (I just say it),
Why can’t you live without the attention (I need you defenseless, dependent),
Why can’t you live without the attention (Alone),
Why can’t you live (Defenseless, dependent),
Why can’t you live (Defenseless, dependent),
Why can’t you live…without…live…without (Defenseless, dependent, defenseless, dependent),
Why can’t you live (Defenseless, dependent),
Why can’t you live (Defenseless, dependent),
Why can’t you live…without…live…without (Defenseless, dependent, defenseless, dependent).
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Use Somebody — Paramore (Kings of Leon Cover) OMG SOOOOOO GOOD
dylanincolor:
masshole:
mykol78:
kapi:
Use Somebody — Paramore
(Kings Of Leon Cover)
they did so well.
New Say Anything video for Hate Everyone!
@davecandoit @iamnocturnalme
It isn’t much if you don’t mean it. And it isn’t love if you don’t need it.
from the Nocturnal Me blog…
Check out the blog and new song just posted here: http://www.myspace.com/iamnocturnalme
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If you haven’t heard the new Paramore here it is…. i didn’t like it at first but after a few listens i’m addicted.
Paramore — Ignorance
If I’m a bad person, you don’t like me
Well, I guess I’ll make my own way
It’s a circle, a mean cycle
I can’t excite you anymore
Where’s your gavel? Your jury?
What’s my offense this time?
You’re not a judge but if you’re gonna judge me
Well sentence me to another life.
Don’t wanna hear your sad songs
I don’t wanna feel your pain
When you swear it’s all my fault
Cause you know we’re not the same
No, we’re not the same
No, well, we’re not the same
We’re the friends who stuck together,
We wrote our names in blood,
But I guess you can’t accept that the change is good
It’s good, it’s good
Well, you treat me just like another stranger
Well, it’s nice to meet you, sir
I guess I’ll go,
I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger
Well, it’s nice to meet you, sir
I guess I’ll go,
I best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend,
Ignorance is your new best friend
This is the best thing that could’ve happened;
Any longer and I wouldn’t have made it
It’s not a war, no, it’s not a rapture
I’m just a person, but you can’t take it
The same tricks that, that once fooled me
They won’t get you anywhere
I’m not the same kid from your memory
Well, now I can fend for myself
Don’t wanna hear your sad songs
I don’t wanna feel your pain
When you swear it’s all my fault
Cause you know we’re not the same
No, we’re not the same
No, well, we’re not the same
Yeah, we used to stick together,
We wrote our names in blood,
But I guess you can’t accept that the change is good
It’s good, it’s good
Well, you treat me just like another stranger
Well, it’s nice to meet you, sir
Well, I guess I’ll go,
I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger
Well, it’s nice to meet you, sir
Well,I guess I’ll go,
I best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend,
Ignorance is your new best friend.
Ignorance is your new best friend,
Ignorance is your new best friend.
Well, you treat me just like another stranger
Well, it’s nice to meet you, sir
Well, I guess I’ll go
I best be on my way out
Ypu treat me just like another stranger,
Well, it’s nice to meet you, sir
I guess I’ll go,
I best be on my way out
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I am IN LOVE with this song!!!!!
Matt Wertz — Red meets Blue <3
You keep distracting me with that beauty
leaving me wanting more
reminding me of my duty
to lock these eyes to yours
(Chorus)
And I’ve never known a love so true
and I wanna see all of you
when green meets red
and red meets blue
I wanna see all of you
all of you, all of you
The sunlight dances with the distance
in a squinty eyed shoes
and im chasing down horizon
in hopes of being danced with too
And i’ve never known a love so true
and i wanna see all of you, yeah
when green meets red
and red meets blue
I wanna see all of you, all of you, all
Daylight seems all that morning in a dream
and im lost, im lost
inside you
And i’ve never known a love so true
and I wanna see all of you
When green meets red
and red meets blue
and I wanna see all of you, all of you, all
All of…
