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Titel: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 1 Mei 2014, 07:07:19

In roombeek staat het standbeeld niet op een bergtop maar onder de grond.
Anders was het sprekend een liedje over Roombeek.

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http://youtu.be/fczPlmz-Vug

Regina Spektor

"Us"

They made a statue of us
And it put it on a mountain top
Now tourists come and stare at us
Blow bubbles with their gum
Take photographs have fun, have fun

They'll name a city after us
And later say it's all our fault
Then they'll give us a talking to
Then they'll give us a talking to
Because they've got years of experience
We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious

We wear our scarves just like a noose
But not 'cause we want eternal sleep
And though our parts are slightly used
New ones are slave labor you can keep

We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious

They made a statue of us
They made a statue of us
The tourists come and stare at us
The sculptor's marble sends regards
They made a statue of us
They made a statue of us
Our noses have begun to rust
We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
Were living in a den of thieves

And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
And it's contagious
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http://youtu.be/fczPlmz-Vug


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 1 Mei 2014, 07:39:07
Willem Wilmink was zijn tijd ook ver vooruit.
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http://youtu.be/CzG0Msp6Ly8

Liesbeth List - een vriend zien huilen

Natuurlijk wordt alom gestreden
en zwijgt voor velen de muziek,
als tederheid is overleden
en de illusies zijn doodziek.
Natuurlijk laat zich alles kopen
voor wie er maar het meeste biedt
en worden bloemen stukgelopen
maar een vriend zien huilen... kan ik niet.

Natuurlijk hebben wij verloren
en wacht de dood ons aan het eind,
met onze schouders ver naar voren
staan wij nog amper overeind.
Natuurlijk ben ik vaak bedrogen
en liggen vogels in het riet
die voor het laatst hebben gevlogen
maar een vriend zien huilen... kan ik niet.

Worden er steden stukgesmeten
door kinderen van vijftig jaar
dan wordt het leed weer gauw vergeten
voor nieuw verdriet of nieuw gevaar.
En de stations vol met verdwaalden,
al te ver heen voor elk verdriet.
Geen enk'le waarheid die het haalde,
maar een vriend zien huilen... kan ik niet.

Natuurlijk, spiegels zijn integer;
geen moed genoeg om jood te zijn,
niet elegant genoeg voor neger,
geen licht, alleen maar valse schijn.
In eigen kilheid zo gevangen
dat men voor liefde zich verschuilt,
zo aan het eind van elk verlangen,
maar een vriend zien... die huilt.

Copyrights
Auteur: Jacques Brel / Willem Wilmink
Componist: Jacques Brel / Willem Wilmink
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Bron: http://youtu.be/CzG0Msp6Ly8



Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 4 Mei 2014, 15:43:09
Ben al veertien jaar heel boos op onze overheid en haar bestuurders. Het laatste half jaar ben ik er ook moe van want het schiet niet op,
daarom reageer ik de laatste half jaar zo weinig.

Hieronder een heel bloederig clipje met veel overleden oorlogsslachtoffers waaronder een verbrand lichaam.
Het sluit wel mooi aan bij de ramp in Enschede en onze jongens in den vreemde zoals Kamperman of hoe die corrupte tollteamleider
ook heette die nu in Afghanistan de de Afghaanse politie(k) leert corrupt te zijn, net zo corrupt als de politie(k) te  Enschede.

De videoclip is ongeschikt voor kinderen behalve dan de kindsoldaten van ons Neederland.
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 MINISTRY - PermaWar (2013) // official clip // AFM Records

http://youtu.be/rwvoHP7bUAw

You live to fight another day, and that day will come
 We're fighting never-ending wars, for profit and fun
 We're tired, we're tired, we're tired of PermaWar

 You live to die another day, we send you off with a gun
 We're making money hand over fist, that's why we're never done
 We're tired, of keeping scores
 We're tired, of what's in store
 We're tired, we don't want anymore
 We're tired of PermaWar

 I'm tired of building other nations

 Ceasefire, it's our only salvation

 You live and die for the American Way, well that way is done
 The bottom line remains the same, we're making cash by the ton

 We're tired, of keeping scores
 We're tired, of what's in store
 We're tired, we don't want anymore
 We're tired of PermaWar

 We're tired, of keeping scores
 We're tired, of what's in store
 We're tired, we don't want anymore

 We're tired of PermaWar
 We're tired of PermaWar
 We're tired of PermaWar
 We're tired of PermaWar
 We're tired of PermaWar

http://youtu.be/rwvoHP7bUAw
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De videoclip is ongeschikt voor kinderen tenzij ze in militaire dienst zitten van onze koning carnaval.


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 24 November 2014, 13:48:26
Een tekst kan ik niet vinden op internet maar het nummer gaat over angstige politici met pistool die ons opblazen.  Boem boem boem boem boem boem boem baba-boem baba-boem.
(Het is denk ik nogal babelonisch dus moeilijk te vertalen.
Net als op de rampdag hoor je vlak voor de eerste detonatie 'bababoem'  eerst een ritme: Boem boem boem boem boem boem boem....).
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Lee Scratch Perry - Scary Politicians

From Album Revelation released on 16th august 2010.

Bron: http://youtu.be/0NU24_-rPCg

(http://www.undergroundhiphop.com/store/covers_original/MEGW0341LP.jpg)


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 17 Februari 2015, 15:56:14
MONSTER MAGNET "Heads Explode"

Keep that thing in your pants
 You got nothing for me no
 Your sister knows how to dance
 She might be more my speed yeah
 She moves just like a panther baby
 I'll bet you never knew

 And I said
 This is how we go about it
 To make our heads explode all night
 This is how we go about it
 To make our heads explode

 I'm a pillar of salt
 You'll never be worse than me no
 So get in the fucking car
 We got us a world to bleed yeah
 I hold all the combinations
 To give you peace of mind

 And I said
 This is how we go about it
 To make our heads explode all night
 This is how we go about it
 To make our heads explode all night

 I hold all the combinations
 You know don't you know I'm always right
 This is how we go about it
 To make our heads explode

 Whisper in my ear
 Your own little take on hell
 We gotta get one thing clear
 When we go to the citadel
 And I could slide right in your moment
 As long as I was in your skin

 And I said
 This is how we go about it
 To make our heads explode all night
 This is how we go about it
 To make our heads explode all night
 I hold all the combinations
 You know don't you know I'm always right
 This is how we go about it
 To make our heads explode
 Explode 

Music video by Monster Magnet performing Heads Explode. (C) 2000 A&M Records (Censored version)
 Bron: http://youtu.be/SQ8MmFISmXQ

De versie hieronder zonder censuur is voor 18+

Monster Magnet - Heads Explode (Uncensored version)
Bron: https://vimeo.com/51618237


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 17 Februari 2015, 19:25:36
Motörhead - Living In The Past.

Don't you speak of lies to me,
After all the deeds are done,
After all the smoking guns,
Don't speak to me of leis.
Don't you try to scold me now,
Don't you try to hold me now,
Don't start acting cold right now,
Don't you even try.
Nothing is the same for us,
All the times are changed for us,
All things fault and blame for us,
Good times laid aside.

So now we are the lost,
And now we are the last,
Living in a nightmare,
Broken dreams, love turned mean,
Living in the past.

Don't you speak to me no more,
After what you said before,
After all the things you swore,
Don't speak to me no more.
Don't you know the way we are,
Black enough to hide the stars,
Made us take our rage too far,
Don't you know at all.
Nothing is what we have now,
Nothing is what we're allowed,
Nothing but an echo now,
Nothing like before.

So now we are the lost,
And now we are the last,
Living in a nightmare,
Broken dreams & love turned mean,
Living in the past,
Living in the past.

I will never take the blame,
Don't twist the truth, don't be a whore,
Tell the truth & shame the devil,
Don't you lie no more.
I will never understand,
How we came to this sad place,
Just to look at your sad face,
Castles made of sand.
Here we are, so we do,
What we had is now untrue,
What there was is lost and shamed,
Here we are again.

So now we are the lost,
And now we are the last,
Living in a nightmare,
Broken dreams & love turned mean,
Living in the past.

So now we are the lost,
And now we are the last,
Living in a nightmare,
Broken dreams & love turned mean,
Living in the past,
Living in the past.

Muziek
'Living In The Past' van Motörhead (Google Play • eMusic • iTunes)
 
Artiest
Motörhead
 
 Licentie
Standaard YouTube-licentie

Bron youtube: http://youtu.be/Q1w3vnIEVVg

Hieronder de hoes van het album KISS OF DEATH van Motorhead daarop staat bovenstaand lied.

(http://zenjam.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/KOD_front.jpg)
 


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 19 Februari 2015, 19:01:04
Een liedje voor: Het Pastoraat Na De Ramp.
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Marilyn Manson - Personal Jesus  (C) 2004 Interscope Records

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know i'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus...
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Reach out and touch faith
 
Songwriters: GORE, MARTIN LEE

Personal Jesus lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Bron YouTube: http://youtu.be/Rl6fyhZ0G5E


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 10 Mei 2015, 06:35:10
Een liedje voor de vogevlerschrikkers van Roombeek.
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Matias Aguayo - El Sucu Tucu (Official Video) 'The Visitor' Album

Cómeme Record Label

Gepubliceerd op 19 sep. 2013


Matias Aguayo - El Sucu Tucu (Official Video) 'The Visitor' Album

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iTUNES:
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BEATPORT
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http://www.beatport.com/label/comeme/...

VIDEO by MARTINGALE PRODUCTIONS
martingaleproductions@gmail.com

COMEME:
http://www.musicacomeme.com/
https://www.facebook.com/musicacomeme
https://twitter.com/musica_comeme
https://soundcloud.com/comeme

Artiest
Matias Aguayo
 
Categorie
Amusement
 
Licentie
Standaard YouTube-licentie
 
Bron: youtube https://youtu.be/_jnpLNGAm1M

(tekst van het nummer is niet te vinden op internet...)


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 10 Mei 2015, 06:48:30
björk: hunter
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If travel is searching
And home has been found
I'm not stopping
I'm going hunting
I'm the hunter
I'll bring back the goods
But I don't know when
Thought I could organize freedom

How Scandinavian of me
You sussed it out, didn't you?
You could smell it
So you left me on my own
To complete the mission
Now I'm leaving it all behind
I'm going hunting
I'm the hunter

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Geüpload op 20 sep. 2007

directed by paul white.
written by björk.
published by universal music publishing ltd.
® 1997 björk overseas ltd/one little indian records ltd.

Muziek
'Hunter' van Björk (Google Play • iTunes • eMusic)
 
Artiest
Björk
 
Categorie
Muziek
 
Licentie
Standaard YouTube-licentie

Bron: youtube https://youtu.be/DnW77jmr-Xg


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 20 Mei 2015, 06:12:41
"Pepper" is a song by American alternative rock band Butthole Surfers. It appeared on their 1996 album Electriclarryland, and reached number one on the Billboard Modern Rock Tracks chart
Bron: Wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pepper_(song)
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(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/22/Electriclarryland_Alternate_Cover_Art.jpg)

Butthole Surfers - Pepper

Marky got with Sharon, Sharon got Cherise
As she was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar and Bobby was a racist
They were all in love with dying, they were doing it in Texas
Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain
And then he lost his leg in Dallas, he was dancing with a train

They were all in love with dying
They were drinking from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how to look through other people's eyes

Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche, coming down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes

(In Reverse:
I don't mind the sun sometimes
The images it shows
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes)

Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic
Flipper died a natural death he caught a nasty virus
Then there was the ever present football-player rapist
They were all in love with dying, they were doing it in Texas
Paulie caught a bullet but it only hit his leg
While it should've been a better shot and got him in the head

They were all in love with dying
They were drinking from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain

I don't mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes

Muziek
'Pepper' van Butthole Surfers (Google Play • iTunes)
 
Artiest
Butthole Surfers
 
Categorie
Muziek
 
Licentie
Standaard YouTube-licentie
 
Bron: youtube https://youtu.be/CO8vBVUaKvk


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 7 Juni 2015, 12:59:38
De overheid kan of durft niet te comuniceren, zo krijgen we woord crimes zoals massa-explosie.
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"Weird Al" Yankovic - Word Crimes

[Intro:]
 Everybody shut up, WOO!
 Everyone listen up!
 Hey, hey, hey, uh
 Hey, hey, hey
 Hey, hey, hey

[Verse 1:]
 If you can't write in the proper way
 If you don't know how to conjugate
 Maybe you flunked that class
 And maybe now you find
 That people mock you online

[Bridge:]
 Okay, now here's the deal
 I'll try to educate ya
 Gonna familiarize
 You with the nomenclature
 You'll learn the definitions
 Of nouns and prepositions
 Literacy's your mission
 And that's why I think it's a

[Chorus:]
 Good time
 To learn some grammar
 Now, did I stammer
 Work on that grammar
 You should know when
 It's "less" or it's "fewer"
 Like people who were
 Never raised in a sewer

 I hate these word crimes
 Like I could care less
 That means you do care
 At least a little
 Don't be a moron
 You'd better slow down
 And use the right pronoun
 Show the world you're no clown
 Everybody wise up!

[Verse 2:]
 Say you got an "I","T"
 Followed by apostrophe, "s"
 Now what does that mean?
 You would not use "it's" in this case
 As a possessive
 It's a contraction
 What's a contraction?
 Well, it's the shortening of a word, or a group of words
 By the omission of a sound or letter

[Bridge:]
 Okay, now here's some notes
 Syntax you're always mangling
 No "x" in "espresso"
 Your participle's danglin'
 But I don't want your drama
 If you really wanna
 Leave out that Oxford comma
 Just keep in mind

[Chorus:]
 That "be", "see", "are", "you"
 Are words, not letters
 Get it together
 Use your spellchecker
 You should never
 Write words using numbers
 Unless you're seven
 Or your name is Prince

 I hate these word crimes
 You really need a
 Full time proofreader
 You dumb mouth-breather
 Well, you should hire
 Some cunning linguist
 To help you distinguish
 What is proper English

[Verse 3:]
 One thing I ask of you
 Time to learn your homophones is past due
 Learn to diagram a sentence too
 Always say "to whom"
 Don't ever say "to who"
 And listen up when I tell you this
 I hope you never use quotation marks for emphasis
 You finished second grade
 I hope you can tell
 If you're doing good or doing well
 About better figure out the difference
 Irony is not coincidence
 And I thought that you'd gotten it through your skull
 What's figurative and what's literal
 Oh but, just now, you said
 You literally couldn't get out of bed
 That really makes me want to literally
 Smack a crowbar upside your stupid head

[Chorus:]
 I read your e-mail
 It's quite apparent
 Your grammar's errant
 You're incoherent
 Saw your blog post
 It's really fantastic
 That was sarcastic (Oh, psych!)
 'Cause you write like a spastic

 I hate these Word Crimes
 Your prose is dopey
 Think you should only
 Write in emoji
 Oh, you're a lost cause
 Go back to pre-school
 Get out of the gene pool
 Try your best to not drool

[Outro:]
 Never mind I give up
 Really now I give up
 Hey, hey, hey
 Hey, hey, hey
 Go Away!

Music video by "Weird Al" Yankovic performing Word Crimes. (C) 2014 RCA Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment

Bron: alyankovicVEVO https://youtu.be/8Gv0H-vPoDc


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 19 Augustus 2015, 20:56:44
Ben weer naar de 'Waal in vlammen' geweest met het grootste vuurwerk van Nederland van Frits Pen uit Enschede.

Onderstaande muziek speelde tegelijk met het vuurwerk en maakte meer lawaai.
De zanger van de bamd zei na afloop van het vuurwerk: 'It's a noise contest and whe shall win'.
En ze gingen verder met hun muziek.

De  video=clip is wel toepasselijk met vuurwerk, sporen die samenkomen, tunnels en bruggen.
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MARS RED SKY - Join The Race

Lyrics :
Oh won’t you take my place
Set sail and join the race
You will sometimes pay to run
The pain is worth the fun

Oh way to go, son
Aim for the sun

You’ll document your fall
With flowers and alcohol
But the ones they push around
Don’t know where they belong

They’ll promise the sun, boy
Always the sun

Down here on the strand
I’ll be crawling in the sand
A mannequin on the run
You promised the sun, Lord
Always the sun

Tomorrow you will fly
Take off to the sky
And the ones they hired to shoot
Will tamper with your parachute

Oh way to go, son
Aim for the sun

Here we go again
You’ll be drowning in the rain
Trade your brain cells for a crown
And walk in the sun, boy
Aim for the sun

They’ll promise the sun, boy
Always the sun
Oh way to go, son
Aim for the sun

Here we go again
You’ll be drowning in the rain
Down here on the strand
I’ll be crawling in the sand
A mannequin on the run
You promised the sun, Lord
Always the sun
You promised the sun, Lord
Always the sun

Bron: Youtube https://youtu.be/0qBQR-bmjQA


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 4 September 2015, 06:06:03
Het clipje bij onderstaande muziek ijkt op GTA5 dat is een compuetrspel sinds ik daar elke dag driehonderd agenten online dood maak gaat het een stuk beter met mij.
De Brandweer krijgt er ook van langs als ik ze in dat spel tegenkom want ze helpen ook daar de politie en anders weet ik de brandweer wel te vinden bij hun kazerne. Hillary Clinton wilde dat spel ooit verbieden. In de USA is het dacht ik geschikt voor kinderen van twaalf plus en in Nederland is het voor kinderen van achttien jaar en ouder.
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The Black Angels - Black Grease

You're a storm
So emotional
Moody and Controlled
Sly and Involved

You're alright
You come to me in times
You make me realize
I'm not the kindest guy

But I give give give give
I give what I can give
So just give give give give
Give me what you have, dear

Slow, you kept me in that storm
You showed me things galore
Made me want much more

And now denied
The things I saw inside
The things I saw inside
Is what really caught my eye

And you give give give give
Just give what you can
And I'll live live live live
Live while I can, dear

You're so surprised
You see me put up fights
You hear me realize
You come along for rides

You're just so kind
The eagle with red wine
You made me see that bright eye
Between me and time

To just kill kill kill kill
You kill what you can
And you kill kill kill kill
Anything you want.

Bron: youtube https://youtu.be/_PG9Rh-qmdg


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 4 September 2015, 06:23:37
SAM FLAX - Fire Doesn't Burn Itself

Bron: Vimio https://vimeo.com/45577398


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 17 November 2015, 11:30:55
 Het woordje 'hope' heb ik hieronder vertaald naar het Nederlandse woord: 'Verwacht'.
Best rustige rampmuziek.
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Imagine Dragons - Smoke And Mirrors

This is my word
This is my way
Show me a sign
Sweep me away

This is my word,
Heartbreaker, gatekeeper
I'm feeling far away, I'm feeling right there

Deep in my heart, deep in my mind
Take me away, take me away
This is my word
Dream maker, life taker
Open up my mind

All I believe
is it a dream
that comes crashing down on me
All that I hope (verwacht)
is it just smoke and mirrors
I want to believe ohh oh oh oh oh oh oh
But all that I hope (verwacht)
is it just smoke and mirrors

All that I've known
buildings of stone
Fall to the ground
without a sound
This is my word
Heart breaker, gatekeeper
I'm feeling far away, I'm feeling right there

I'm starting to cave
I'm losing my flame
I wanted your truth
but I wanted the pain
to disappear
Dream maker, life taker
Open up my mind

All I believe
is it a dream
that comes crashing down on me
All that I hope (verwacht)
is it just smoke and mirrors
I want to believe ohh oh oh oh oh oh oh
But all that I hope (verwacht)
is it just smoke and mirrors

Believe
I want to believe…

All I believe
is it a dream
that comes crashing down on me
All that I hope (verwacht)
is it just smoke and mirrors
I want to believe ohh oh oh oh oh oh oh
But all that I hope (verwacht)
is it just smoke and mirrors

Bron : YouTube https://youtu.be/VDPnaTQF6Dw


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 20 December 2015, 16:17:40
Een lied over wolken en nevels  met een bepaalde- samenstelliing, temperatuur, en dichtheid.
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Devo:Fresh!

Something in the air
Is telling me to go there
So I'll follow my nose
Go wherever it goes

It's calling from around the corner
Waiting just outside of town
Trailing vapors sweet and tangy
Daring me to track it down

It's blanketing the high-rise towers
Blasting through the sands of time
It's useless to resist its power
It's now or never

So fresh!
I'll search until I find it
So fresh!
I'm closing in behind it
So fresh!
Nothing could be better
So fresh!
Like I died and went to heaven

So fresh it almost makes me want to cry
So fresh it's givin' me a second look

I see a fork in the road
Where it goes I don't know
I won't even think twice
I really don't have a choice

It's calling from around the corner
Waiting just outside of town
Trailing vapors sweet and tangy
Daring me to track it down

It's blanketing the high-rise towers
Blasting through the sands of time
It's useless to resist its power
It's now or never

So fresh!
I'll search until I find it
So fresh!
I'm closing in behind it
So fresh!
Nothing could be better
So fresh!
Like I died and went to heaven

So fresh!
So fresh!
So fresh!
So fresh!

So fresh it almost makes me want to cry
So fresh it's givin' me a second look

So fresh it almost makes me want to cry
So fresh it's givin' me a second look

So fresh!

Bron: youtube https://youtu.be/cJ62Mmu2dws


Titel: Re: Ramp- en Stampmuziek.
Bericht door: admin op 15 Maart 2017, 23:41:48
In verband met de privacy mogen we van de overheid niet weten hoeveel slachtoffers uit Enschede zijn vertrokken na de ramp.
Om over het aantal doden  na de ramp nog maar te zwijgen. Het is zelfs geheim wie er op dertien mei 2000 waar is overleden.
Een beetje marsmuziek om de moed erin te houden.
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Tom Waits:

Hell Broke Luce

I had a good home but I left
I had a good home but I left, right, left
That big fucking bomb made me deaf, deaf
A Humvee mechanic put his Kevlar on wrong
I guarantee you’ll meet up with a suicide bomb
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce

Big fucking ditches in the middle of the road
You pay a hundred dollars just for fillin’ in the hole
Listen to the general every goddamn word
How many ways can you polish up a turd
Left, right, left, left, right
Left, right
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce

How is it that the only ones responsible for making this mess
Got their sorry asses stapled to a goddamn desk
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Left, right, left

What did you do before the war?
I was a chef, I was a chef
What was your name?
It was Geoff, Geoff
I lost my buddy and I wept, wept
I come down from the meth
So I slept, slept
I had a good home but I left, left
Pantsed at the wind for a joke
I pranced right in with the dope
Glanced at her shin she said nope
Left, right, left

Nimrod Bodfish have you any wool
Get me another body bag the body bag’s full
My face was scorched, scorched
I miss my home I miss my porch, porch
Left, right, left

Can I go home in March? March
My stanch was a chin full of soap
That rancid dinner with the pope
Left, right, left

Kelly Presutto got his thumbs blown off
Sergio’s developing a real bad cough
Sergio’s developing a real bad cough
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce

Boom went his head away
And boom went Valerie
What the hell was it that the president said?
Give him a beautiful parade instead
Left, right, left

When I was over here I never got to vote
I left my arm in my coat
My mom she died and never wrote
We sat by the fire and ate a goat
Just before he died he had a toke
Now I’m home and I’m blind
And I’m broke
What is next

Clip van 4.06 minuten: https://youtu.be/0Fju9o8BVJ8