From Leo Buscaglia to Depression-Rock?
Yikes.
Yikes.
The Music of Depression.
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This stuff skeeves me the F out.
A ... respectful request. Thanks first to those who posted vids with the lyrics included (below or into the vid itself), as for the others... a simple please is all I can offer/ask as some of us don't hear as well as others. :asian:
My own contribution... :wink2:
However the music belies the lyrics this is still a depressing song when you mull it over. The second one I reckon is an ear of sympathy and a compassionate hand.
My own contribution... :wink2:
However the music belies the lyrics this is still a depressing song when you mull it over. The second one I reckon is an ear of sympathy and a compassionate hand.
OP
OP
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Welcome to the vast and varied real world of borked stereotypes.
Well, I am a girl and I also like The Cure. Proof of uh, something, if ever proof were needed 
I see The Cure as all things to all music listeners, sometimes depressive and angsty, sometimes euphoric and silly, sometimes dark and heavy and nasty - two of my nasty favourites:
...Get your fingers out of my face
...You're just three sick holes that run like sores
I see The Cure as all things to all music listeners, sometimes depressive and angsty, sometimes euphoric and silly, sometimes dark and heavy and nasty - two of my nasty favourites:
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Xue Sheng
All weight is underside
Here is a list for ya... now go be depressed somewhere else
Addicted to Chaos" by Megadeth
And for the record...I'm not a "girl" and..... I like the Cure :EG:
Addicted to Chaos" by Megadeth
And for the record...I'm not a "girl" and..... I like the Cure :EG:
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mook jong man
Senior Master
[video=youtube_share;V_BoaF4B1XI]http://youtu.be/V_BoaF4B1XI[/video]
BAPA
by Gurrumul in Yolgnu language
English translation
Grief have taken hold of me
for my father
when the sun sets
o..h, beloved father
Crying and crying
when the sun goes down
my mind there at Bekulnura
o..h, beloved father
m..m m..m m..
Two Gumatj ladies crying
ancestor boss ladies Dhuwandjika and Daylulu
when the sun sets
my mind there at the place Gunyanara (Belkulnara)
m..m m..m m..m
BAPA
by Gurrumul in Yolgnu language
English translation
Grief have taken hold of me
for my father
when the sun sets
o..h, beloved father
Crying and crying
when the sun goes down
my mind there at Bekulnura
o..h, beloved father
m..m m..m m..
Two Gumatj ladies crying
ancestor boss ladies Dhuwandjika and Daylulu
when the sun sets
my mind there at the place Gunyanara (Belkulnara)
m..m m..m m..m
Cyriacus
Senior Master
http://www.rockpapercynic.com/music/Black%20n'%20Blues/Rock,%20Paper,%20Cynic%20-%20You%20Taste%20Like%20Summer.mp3
I really dont know why, but this always feels like it... Drains out any Optimism you have in your Bones, until you stop listening to it and close the Tab.
And its somewhat Depressing.
I think.
Music is Subjective, just listen to it.
I really dont know why, but this always feels like it... Drains out any Optimism you have in your Bones, until you stop listening to it and close the Tab.
And its somewhat Depressing.
I think.
Music is Subjective, just listen to it.
Subjective yes. I think the sweetness of music is in the ear of the beholder. Perhaps you are picking up insidious undertones with this song? I think it must be personal or hold personal connotations to you? I like my depressive songs to say so on the tin as it were. When I am feeling downtrodden, I like my music to empathise instantly... I like instant gratification from depressing music... I mean... well, you know what I mean
Monroe
Purple Belt
http://youtu.be/9WiU7cMDrx8
Cursed with a love that you can't express
It's not for a ****, or a kiss
Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere in every way I see you with me
Crowd surf off a cliff
Land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea
float towards the beach
If you find me, hide me, I don't know where I've been
Are we breathing, are we breathing, are we wasting our breath?
It won't be enough to be rich
All the babies tucked away in their beds
We're out here screaming,
"The life that you thought through is gone!"
Can't wind down, the ending outlasting the move
I wake up lonely
Crowd surf off a cliff
Land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea
float towards the beach
If you find me, hide me, I don't know where I've been
When you phone me tell me everything I did
If I'm sorry you lost me you'd better make it quick
Cause this call costs a fortune and it's late where you live
It's late where you live
Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere and every way I see you with me
All the babies tucked away in their beds
We're out here screaming,
"The life that you thought through is gone"
Can't want out, the ending outlasting the move
I wake up lonely
I wake up lonely
Cursed with a love that you can't express
It's not for a ****, or a kiss
Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere in every way I see you with me
Crowd surf off a cliff
Land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea
float towards the beach
If you find me, hide me, I don't know where I've been
Are we breathing, are we breathing, are we wasting our breath?
It won't be enough to be rich
All the babies tucked away in their beds
We're out here screaming,
"The life that you thought through is gone!"
Can't wind down, the ending outlasting the move
I wake up lonely
Crowd surf off a cliff
Land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea
float towards the beach
If you find me, hide me, I don't know where I've been
When you phone me tell me everything I did
If I'm sorry you lost me you'd better make it quick
Cause this call costs a fortune and it's late where you live
It's late where you live
Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere and every way I see you with me
All the babies tucked away in their beds
We're out here screaming,
"The life that you thought through is gone"
Can't want out, the ending outlasting the move
I wake up lonely
I wake up lonely
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