I know that I should be doing my homework…but I have been in a metal mood recently and can’t seem to get this music out of my head. So, to my much needed break from homework, I bring you this South-African post grunge/alternative metal band, Seether. This song is from their album, Finding Beauty in Negative Spaces.
effing enjoy, you dumacooches!
School is in session. The kids have returned and now I do not have a parking space near my apartment. My schedule has changed and I’m finally down to working one job! I’ve gladly gotten back into my workout routine and now I find myself working on homework at night due to my wild idea of attending school.
Spring is right around the corner, although it doesn’t seem like it should be. Where was summer, fall, and for that matter, winter? It was maybe cold for about two weeks and mostly mild for the rest. I am aware that winter isn’t over and we could get a cold-snap bringing us down into the single digits. But I digress…
The mood today is heavy. I have a lot going on and sometimes metal is the best place for my mind to go when it’s crowded up there. Buzzing in my ear, on the pod today…this little rocking song. It’s by a band that well, I think got put into the wrong catagory of rock music, but ah well.
So I had to find the song mashed up to a decent anime…Breaking Benjamin and FF for the win! Enjoy!
I recently had an interesting conversation with someone who was born in 1987, claiming that the eighties was the best time ever for fashion and music. As someone who was actually fully sentient during that era, and participated in the pop culture of the then current zeitgeist, I then asked him to defend his argument. Realizing that his inspiration comes solely from a recent sojourn to an ever popular eighties dance night and the renaissance of popped collars on pink preppy Polo shirts, it became obvious that selective memory/marketing has allowed these young kids to feast on regurgitated culture of the what is know the 30-40 year olds that are making boardroom decisions. This marketing is what allows young people to get confused and refer to eighties music as a genre and not a time span. What’s most interesting is that the fashion and music that was most prevalent was deemed to be filtered out. Here is a quick reminder of how awesome the eighties really were.
Perhaps I am crazy but this is what happens when brilliance stops being serious and decides to let loose on the interwebs. I remember it all too well, I was enjoying a Sunday afternoon mimosa when I was turned on to the likes of these pairs of fibers “Sifl and Olly – Fake Blood” and my life changed forever (well, okay, perhaps only for 1 minute and 57 seconds but oh the roar of laughter that radiated and unbalanced a lazy Sunday afternoon, thank god for brilliant people.) Enjoy!
@Nekogirl@Gestalt