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| Apr 30th, 2004 12:42 PM | |||
| Dixie | they do have a music video. it's really fucking weird though. i like them alot, though when i saw them live they were amazing musically but boring. a 30 minute spaced out jam is cool, but not when it goes on and on. yeah they are pretentious but still they're good. | ||
| Apr 30th, 2004 11:16 AM | |||
| deAdeNdz |
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| Apr 30th, 2004 01:48 AM | |||
| Big Papa Goat |
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| Apr 30th, 2004 01:18 AM | |||
| executioneer |
THAT IS SURPRISING  WHAT KIND OF FREAKS WOULD ONYL PUT THREE SONGS ON A ALBUM 
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| Apr 29th, 2004 11:32 PM | |||
| Spastic Colon |
I really wish they had some music videos though. BTW: one of thier CDs has only three songs on it, WTF! |
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| Apr 29th, 2004 10:03 PM | |||
| deAdeNdz |
... actually the lyrics from The Mars Volta are really meaningful. If you ever take the time to learn about the purpose and significance of them you will learn that it all circles around death...their latest album is entirely about a friend they lost through some horrible circumstances. I wouldn't call anything they do childish. They are problably the most amazing and groundbreaking rock band out there right now...even though they are all insane. Even better than the unfathomable lyrics...the performance of them |
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| Apr 29th, 2004 06:26 PM | |||
| ProfessorCool |
If you study the lyrics really closely you soon learn the lyrics are cooking recipes for tuna noodle casserole, steak stir fry, and wjat i think is... taste its pison... feel its sting deep inside ah yes, liver and onions. |
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| Apr 29th, 2004 04:05 AM | |||
| Dole | Those lyrics are meaningless tosh. And no, I will not fellate you, you strange little man. | ||
| Apr 28th, 2004 09:48 PM | |||
| Spastic Colon | You know what Dole, blow me. I think Mars Volta is possibly the greatest thing since. . .well, since. . . I-MOCKERY!!! | ||
| Apr 28th, 2004 04:12 PM | |||
| Ronnie Raygun | Dole prefers good ole Noel. | ||
| Apr 28th, 2004 04:36 AM | |||
| Dole | My GOD those mars volta lyrics are the most pretentious pile of crap I have ever read.....ewwwwww....it reads like bad teenage poetry. Which is essentially what it is. | ||
| Apr 27th, 2004 09:57 PM | |||
| executioneer |
pink floyd 
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| Apr 27th, 2004 06:57 PM | |||
| Spastic Colon |
Ah, yes. But do they have sites that are dedicated to deciphering hidden meaning (and just meanings of odd words) in their songs. http://www.tmvarchives.com/board/ind...showtopic=8063 |
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| Apr 27th, 2004 11:59 AM | |||
| Dixie |
Fear of God has some pretty out there lyrics as well- Powerlines... steel webs confine, violating the brownish sky. Hard grey smothers, earth, like cancer. Cracks revealing, ground below Broken and bleeding every seed, every stone. I've heard the promise, I feel hunger, I realize. As time creeps over me and days are torn away. There are no answers only bitter lies, the only voice I'm believing is the beckoning blade. I know the feeling the loss of control voice of reason slips away eyes staring back at me so dark so cold reflecting all the remains. I know the enslaver. I taste its pison... feel its sting deep inside. It has no answer, only bitter lies but its voice I'm hearing, Keeps calling my name. Who can tell the torture of the soul? Is it wrong... tell me is it wrong... to close your eyes... to sleep forever? I know the feeling the loss of control voice of reason slips away eyes staring back at me so dark so cold reflecting all the remains. ------------------------------------------ And another band good for kinda wacky lyrics is White Willow, though I can't find theirs now. |
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| Apr 26th, 2004 10:06 PM | |||
| Spastic Colon |
Mars Volta lyrics Can anyone give a band with a stranger choice in lyrics. For example, this is one of my favorite songs of theirs: EDIT: Got a better example than the one below right here. Cut That City neonecropopulace has no reflection neocaeczaristic phallic ruins just east of the river denial the techs are breathing welcome to this neotokyo gridlocks will warn the chromlech alarms bouquet of cuticles landscape tantrums tramontane torching the tramontane i've heard the mumbling of citadels shifting on this richter scale the alleys will flow marble intercourse roil the pantheon... of subterfuge tramontane torching the tramontane this marabout isn't untouchable indentured by servitude neoinfidels - let's plug them in neopolygraphic, trip chords centrocircuiphobia the fallacy welcome to neotokyo tore the wings off seraphin, fed them to the anglophiles in this stag caberat the bark of buildings surged, through the whipping volt abode go to the lexicon you sluggard, if you will. Take the Veil (Cerpin Taxt) You must have been phlegmatic in stature The gates of thanos are a spread eagle wide You let the shutters make sackcloth and ashes Out of a blind mans picaresque heart You take the veil You'll take the dive You take the veil It's not over till the tremulant sings These ides of march Are they so make believe How tempts the revenant Slice up and not across You take the veil You'll take the dive You take the veil A mass of gallon sloth As flys have walls for feet A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know And when you find the fringe The one last hit that spent you You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day The iconoclastic had it coming for years They know the prisons that you have yet to fear Where thumbs hide inside of sleepingbag mouths Adlib your memoires by casting a drought You take the veil You'll take the dive You take the veil A mass of gallon sloth As flys have walls for feet A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know And when you find the fringe The one last hit that spent you You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day Knife me in -hobbeling Talking in it's sleep again Knife me in-hobbeling Talking in it's sleep again The one last hit that spent you And you will find The greatest fucking lie Of aneurysm vespers The ones that pile Up the greatest fucking lies Knife me in hobbling Talking in it's sleep again Knife me in hobbling Talking in It's sleep again Virulent hives- of bedpost piles Virulent hives Who brought me here Forsaken,depraved and wrought with fear Who turned it off The last thing I remember now Who brought me here Forsaken,depraved and wrought with fear Who turned it off The last thing I remember now |
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