What are you listening to?

Everybody Hurts by REM

_http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pudOFG5X6uA

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on

'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone

I didn't see this one listed here. I like listening to this one when I'm depressed about situations in life. It helps me come to the realization a little quicker that I really am not alone in feeling this way.

The video is great too. It makes one wonder what would happen if people became aware of their inner and outer slavery in unison.
 
A song about fake religion as adopted dogma inevitably being de-coupled from life.

Speaks to our very revulsion of what religion has become versus what it really is: Living, Creating, Exploring, Community/Network.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZO7ZWfvCjBE

Arcade Fire - Intervention

The king's taken back the throne,
The useless seed is sown,
When they say they're cutting off the phone,
I tell them you're not home.

No place to hide,
You were fighting as a soldier on their side,
You're still a soldier in your mind,
Though nothing's on the line.

You say it's money that we need,
As if we were only mouths to feed,
I know no matter what you say
There are some debts you'll never pay.

Working for the church
While your family dies.
You take what they give you
And you keep it inside.
Every spark of friendship and love
Will die without a home.

Hear the solider groan, "We'll go at it alone"

I can taste the fear.
Lift me up and take me out of here,
Don't want to fight, don't want to die,
Just want to hear you cry.

Who's going to throw the very first stone?
Oh! Who's going to reset the bone?
Walking with your head in a sling
Want to hear the soldier sing.

Working for the Church
While my family dies,
Your little baby sister's
Going to lose her mind,
Every spark of friendship and love
Will die without a home

Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"

I can taste your fear,
It's going to lift you up and take you out of here,
And the bone shall never heal,
I care not if you kneel.

We can't find you now,
But they're going to get their money back somehow,
And when you finally disappear
We'll just say you were never here.

Been working for the church
While your life falls apart,
Singing hallelujah with the fear in your heart,
Every spark of friendship and love
Will die without a home.

Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"
Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"
 
Hildegarde De Bingen : O Ignis Spiritus.

O ignis spiritus paracliti,
vita vite omnis creature,
sanctus es vivificando formas.

Sanctus es ungendo
periculose fractos;
sanctus es tergendo
fetida vulnera.

O spiraculum sanctitatis, o ignis caritatis,
o dulcis gustus in pectoribus et infusio cordium
in bono odore virtutum.

O fons purissimus, in quo consideratur
quod Deus alienos colligit
et perditos requirit.

O lorica vite et spes compaginis
membrorum omnium,
et o cingulum honestatis, salva beatos.

Custodi eos qui carcerati sunt ab inimico,
et solve ligatos
quos divina vis salvare vult.

O iter fortissimum quod penetravit omnia;
in altissimis et in terrenis
et in omnibus abyssis
tu omnes componis et colligis.

De te nubes fluunt, ether volat,
lapides humorem habent,
aque rivulos educunt,
et terra viriditatem sudat.

Tu etiam semper educis doctos
per inspirationem sapientie letificatos.

Unde laus tibi sit,
qui es sonus laudis,
et gaudium vite,
spes et honor fortissimus
dans premia lucis.

O fire of the comforting Spirit,
life of the life of all Creation,
you are holy in quickening all Kind.

You are holy in anointing
the dangerously stricken;
you are holy in wiping
the reeking wound.

O breath of holiness, O fire of love,
O sweet draught in the breast and flooding of the heart
in the good aroma of virtues.

O purest fountain, in whom it is seen
that God has summoned the gentiles
and sought out the lost.

O mail-coat of life and hope
of binding all the members of Ecclesia,
O sword-belt of honesty, save the blessed.

Guard all those who have been imprisoned by the Enemy,
and release the fettered
whom Divine Power wishes to save.

O most steadfast path which penetrates all things;
in the highest places, on the plains,
and in every abyss
you summon and unite all.

Through you the clouds stream, the upper air flies,
the stones have their temper,
the waters lead forth from their rills
and the earth exudes freshness.

You also always lead forth the comprehending
made joyful by the inspiration of wisdom.

Whence praise be to you
who are the sound of praise
and bliss of life,
hope and richest gift
giving the rewards of light.

Ô feu de l’esprit réconfortant,
vie de la vie de toute la Création,
tu es saint parce que tu vivifies tout ce qui existe.

Tu es saint parce que tu donnes l’onction
à ceux qui sont dangereusement atteints;
tu es saint parce que tu essuies
les blessures fétides.

Ô souffle de sainteté, ô feu de compassion,
ô douce gorgée dans la poitrine et épanchement
dans le cœur du parfum des vertus.

Ô source très pure, dans laquelle on voit
que Dieu a appelé les Gentils
et cherché ceux qui étaient perdus.

Ô cuirasse de vie et d’espoir
pour unir tous les membres de l’Eglise,
ô baudrier d’honnêteté, sauve les bienheureux.

Préserve tous ceux qui sont emprisonnés par l’ennemi,
et délivre ceux qui sont enchaînés
et que le Pouvoir divin veut sauver.

Ô chemin très sûr qui pénètre partout;
sur les hauteurs et dans les plaines
et dans tous les gouffres
tu appelles et réunis tous.

Par toi les nuages glissent, l’éther vole,
les pierres ont des larmes,
et les rivières en découlent,
et la terre dégage la fraîcheur.

Tu diriges aussi les savants
par l’inspiration de la sagesse dont ils se réjouissent.

Comment te louer,
toi qui es la voix des louanges
et le bonheur de la vie,
espoir et hommage suprême
qui donnes les récompenses de la lumière.
 
She & Him - Change Is Hard

http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=CA&hl=en&v=qvmia-mHYq8
 
Thanks for that sebbe, I love Hildegarde De Bingen. I have a CD of her work and I find it quite beautiful, its like balm to my soul.
In the context of the work here and the Prayer of the Soul I find her words (not knowing what they where in english before) quite striking.
Here are some of her pieces (really good to relax too)
_http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eFPJa95qQE
_http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMnXjLD7J24&feature=related
_http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SVd2BAgDm2o

Thanks for She & Him Heimdallr, I think I may add them to my christmas list :)

What am I listening too?

_http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qkwAANfPpmg&feature=related

Muse - Uprising

Paranoia is in bloom,
The PR, transmissions will resume
They'll try to, push drugs that keep us all dumbed down
And hope that, we will never see the truth around
(So come on)

Another promise, another seed
Another, packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
And all the, green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless, red tape to keep the truth confined
(So come on)

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
So come on

Interchanging mind control
Come let the, revolution takes its toll
If you could, flick the switch and open your third eye
You'd see that, we should never be afraid to die
(So come on)

Rise up and take the power back
It's time the, fat cats had a heart attack
They know that, their time's coming to an end
We have to, unify and watch our flag ascend
(So come on)

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
So come on

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
So come on
 
Immortal technic

Most of my Latino and black people who are struggling to get food, clothes and shelter in the hood are so concerned with that, that philosophising about freedom and socialist democracy is usually unfortunately beyond their rationale. They don't realize that America can't exist without separating them from their identity, because if we had some sense of who we really are, there's no way in hell we'd allow this country to push it's genocidal consensus on our homelands. This ignorance exists, but it can be destroyed.

Niggas talk about change and working within the system to achieve that. The problem with always being a conformist is that when you try to change the system from within, it's not you who changes the system; it's the system that will eventually change you. There is usually nothing wrong with compromise in a situation, but compromising yourself in a situation is another story completely, and I have seen this happen long enough in the few years that I've been alive to know that it's a serious problem. Latino America is a huge colony of countries whose presidents are cowards in the face of economic imperialism. You see, third world countries are rich places, abundant in resources, and many of these countries have the capacity to feed their starving people and the children we always see digging for food in trash on commercials. But plutocracies, in other words a government run by the rich such as this one and traditionally oppressive European states, force the third world into buying overpriced, unnecessary goods while exporting huge portions of their natural resources.

I'm quite sure that people will look upon my attitude and sentiments and look for hypocrisy and hatred in my words. My revolution is born out of love for my people, not hatred for others.

You see, most of Latinos are here because of the great inflation that was caused by American companies in Latin America. Aside from that, many are seeking a life away from the puppet democracies that were funded by the United States; places like El Salvador, Guatemala, Peru, Colombia, Nicaragua, Ecuador and Republica Dominicana, and not just Spanish-speaking countries either, but Haiti and Jamaica as well.

As different as we have been taught to look at each other by colonial society, we are in the same struggle and until we realize that, we'll be fighting for scraps from the table of a system that has kept us subservient instead of being self-determined. And that's why we have no control over when the embargo will stop in Cuba, or when the bombs will stop dropping in Vieques.

But you see, here in America the attitude that is fed to us is that outside of America there live lesser people. "Fuck them, let them fend for themselves." No, Fuck you, they are you. No matter how much you want to dye your hair blonde and put fake eyes in, or follow an anorexic standard of beauty, or no matter how many diamonds you buy from people who exploit your own brutally to get them, no matter what kind of car you drive or what kind of fancy clothes you put on, you will never be them. They're always gonna look at you as nothing but a little monkey. I'd rather be proud of what I am, rather than desperately trying to be something I'm really not, just to fit in. And whether we want to accept it or not, that's what this culture or lack of culture is feeding us.

I want a better life for my family and for my children, but it doesn't have to be at the expense of millions of lives in my homeland. We're given the idea that if we didn't have these people to exploit then America wouldn't be rich enough to let us have these little petty material things in our lives and basic standards of living. No, that's wrong. It's the business giants and the government officials who make all the real money. We have whatever they kick down to us. My enemy is not the average white man, it's not the kid down the block or the kids I see on the street; my enemy is the white man I don't see: the people in the white house, the corporate monopoly owners, fake liberal politicians those are my enemies. The generals of the armies that are mostly conservatives those are the real Mother-Fuckers that I need to bring it to, not the poor, broke country-ass soldier that's too stupid to know shit about the way things are set up.

In fact, I have more in common with most working and middle-class white people than I do with most rich black and Latino people. As much as racism bleeds America, we need to understand that classism is the real issue. Many of us are in the same boat and it's sinking, while these bougie Mother-Fuckers ride on a luxury liner, and as long as we keep fighting over kicking people out of the little boat we're all in, we're gonna miss an opportunity to gain a better standard of living as a whole.

In other words, I don't want to escape the plantation I want to come back, free all my people, hang the Mother-Fucker that kept me there and burn the house to the god damn ground. I want to take over the encomienda and give it back to the people who work the land.

You cannot change the past but you can make the future, and anyone who tells you different is a Fucking lethargic devil. I don't look at a few token Latinos and black people in the public eye as some type of achievement for my people as a whole. Most of those successful individuals are sell-outs and house Negros.

But, I don't consider brothers a sell-out if they move out of the ghetto. Poverty has nothing to do with our people. It's not in our culture to be poor. That's only been the last 500 years of our history; look at the last 2000 years of our existence and what we brought to the world in terms of science, mathematics, agriculture and forms of government. You know the idea of a confederation of provinces where one federal government controls the states? The Europeans who came to this country stole that idea from the Iroquois lead. The idea of impeaching a ruler comes from an Aztec tradition. That's why Montezuma was stoned to death by his own people 'cause he represented the agenda of white Spaniards once he was captured, not the Aztec people who would become Mexicans.

So in conclusion, I'm not gonna vote for anybody just 'cause they black or Latino they have to truly represent the community and represent what's good for all of us proletariat.

Porque sino entonces te mando por el carajo cabron gusano hijo de puta, seramos libre pronto, viva la revolucion, VIVA LA REVOLUCION!
 
Conscious Reggae, Native Peoples as well as World Music. For those of us in the struggle for self determination individually as well as collectively we need positive motivation and not one of hate.

In response to celtic
Niggas talk about change and working within the system to achieve that. The problem with always being a conformist is that when you try to change the system from within, it's not you who changes the system; it's the system that will eventually change you. There is usually nothing wrong with compromise in a situation, but compromising yourself in a situation is another story completely, and I have seen this happen long enough in the few years that I've been alive to know that it's a serious problem. Latino America is a huge colony of countries whose presidents are cowards in the face of economic imperialism. You see, third world countries are rich places, abundant in resources, and many of these countries have the capacity to feed their starving people and the children we always see digging for food in trash on commercials. But plutocracies, in other words a government run by the rich such as this one and traditionally oppressive European states, force the third world into buying overpriced, unnecessary goods while exporting huge portions of their natural resources.

Your words have struck a chord in my soul, because in the Virgin Islands we are unwittingly following the STS formula that has created terrible dependence on external forces. Wwe have forgotten how to do for ourselves. Below is my submission to the UN Committee on Decolonisation.

First, let me be clear, I mean no offense or disrespect to anyone who has come to the Virgin Islands seeking a better way of life. My statement is to say, as a Native Virgin Islander, we deserve the right to speak to our sovereignty, no matter how long it takes. I do not consider myself an American but someone whose home has been seized by cunning piracy.

It is assumed that Virgin Islanders do not care about status, the right to self determination or self government. This is farthest from the truth. As a person considered “Native” under whatever definition the body is using today, I am of African ancestry as well as Carib and Taino.

Today however, I am speaking with regard to my African ancestors who never had a say in the political discussion as to the status of the only home they knew. I stand here as a representative of their silent voices whose blood, sweat, tears and lives were shed to build the Virgin Islands which created and enriched wealthy nations. All this with no thoughts or concerns of the people who directly had a hand and no say in creating wealth for others in the Virgin Islands and more so, abroad. Yet, the Africans and their descendants never freely had a say as to what political future they wanted.

In the Virgin Islands those of us of native descent are in the minority. Our non governing status has left us without the ability to hold the U.S. accountable for the violations of treaties held between itself and our former colonial master, Denmark as well as The United Nations and its Resolutions.

Our government system has been manipulated to act in the best interest of the United States, while neglecting the basic right to self determination of Virgin Islanders. We have been and continue to be overrun and infiltrated by persons who come from places whose status has already been established and are not interested in the self determination for/of people of the Virgin Islands.

Since the opening of our doors to Tourism, with the increase of other Caribbean People and their offspring, the Virgin Islands Community has had to shoulder the cost of education, healthcare, infrastructure, etc. forced upon us by the United States. Today, the influx continues even though the ethnicities and nationalities are different. Since we have no control of our borders, have we ever been reimbursed for such allowances? These finite resources continue to be spent on people (legal as well as illegal) freely moving in and out of this US Territory. Please refer to UN Resolution 35/118 (Sections 2, 3 and 8 in particular are relevant and are placed below.) In this case, the member state is the United States of America.

2. Member States shall render all necessary moral and material assistance to the peoples under colonial domination in their struggle to exercise their right to self-determination and independence.

3. Member States shall intensify their efforts to promote the implementation of the resolutions of the General Assembly and of the Security Council relating to Territories and countries under colonial domination.

8. Member States shall adopt the necessary measures to discourage or prevent the systematic influx of outside immigrants and settlers into Territories under colonial domination, which disrupts the demographic composition of those Territories and may constitute a major obstacle to the genuine exercise of the right to self-determination and independence by the people of those Territories.

Our political process has/is constantly being undermined externally/internally long before we were allowed to vote for our own governor, and he was appointed to the position before we selected him. Political status and our right to self determination has never been truly part of any administration's goal locally or federally except that of Independent Citizens Movement Governor Cyril E. King.

Whenever the topic of Status or the Right to Self Determination is discussed, everyone from every other corner of the globe living in the Virgin Islands, tells us we are discriminating against non natives. However, in the same breath "we" are told, "This sort of thing would never happen back home wherever. How is this allowed when we have never been given the opportunity to have open discussion of our unresolved issues stemming from the beginning of our colonization!

Virgin Islanders (wherever you may be) need to be included in the discussion and resolution of our self determination, or, we will forever be defined by the ideas/ideals/standards of others. We are being exterminated on many levels, brick by brick and if we do not take control of ourselves and our communities through the love, respect, integrity, honesty, respectful dialogue and all the other good things we are known for, we as a people will disappear as the grains of sand are washed away/absorbed by the ocean. Much of what we are experiencing negatively have been perpetuated long before "we" were in control of things.

Until we “Virgin Islanders” are allowed freely without intervention, objection and interjection from “others”, discuss and determine who and where we stand in the world at large, this issue will continue to fester and further divide Virgin Islanders from Caribbean Peoples. As I write this, I begin to wonder if all (decisions) that have taken place up until this point, is intentionally the very process that circumvents our right to decide politically what is best for this finite land mass called the Virgin Islands of the United States.

We as a group of concerned persons are going to have to make our own opportunity and stop waiting for everyone else to grant us what is ours already.
 
RedFox said:
... I love Hildegarde De Bingen. I have a CD of her work and I find it quite beautiful, its like balm to my soul.
In the context of the work here and the Prayer of the Soul I find her words (not knowing what they where in english before) quite striking.

The music of Hildegarde make me feel as if there was strength (force?) in it. I think it's a good cure for the mind (soul?).
 
Got this CD today, Afri-Frans.

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Some of the most well known Afrikaans songs translated into French - sounds beautiful in French. :)

I think the French speaking people here will enjoy it.

It's sounds funny hearing it sung in a foreign tongue. Found two of them on YouTube.

Au Loin Les Collines Ne Changent Guere (Al lê die berge nog so blou)

Enfants que vent emporte (Kinders van die wind)
 
sebbe said:
RedFox said:
... I love Hildegarde De Bingen. I have a CD of her work and I find it quite beautiful, its like balm to my soul.
In the context of the work here and the Prayer of the Soul I find her words (not knowing what they where in english before) quite striking.

The music of Hildegarde make me feel as if there was strength (force?) in it. I think it's a good cure for the mind (soul?).

I think it is. She's been curing my mind/soul for a long time now. Most angelic, soothing music and words !
 
CRUEL - Robert Desmond Band

Hey cruel you’re in my corner
I guess I’m the un-favored one huh
No matter how strong I become
It’s useless when my demons come
What curse enshroud upon me
So I pray for change (tadada-da-da yeah)
No apologies and yet you speak of
Words so ill it weights heavily
Like nails driven on my back
No room to breath the poison of
Your honesty the bright side of your deeds
Sadly I see no light (tadada-da-da)
Forgiveness has no meaning
‘til these wounds are healed
What you’ve done to me
I tried to leave it all behind
But memories are still
Unmoved to the worse degree
Images hunting me
In living nightmare I drown. Oh no.
No apologies and yet you speak of
Words so ill it weights heavily
Like nails driven on my back
No room to breath the poison of
Your honesty the bright side of your deeds
Sadly I see no light (tadada-da-da)
 
Time's Running Out by Cirrus, from the album Back on a Mission.


Let's get ready
From Slave Ship
It's Mornin' Time
Champion Ship
It's Mornin' Time

From Our House,
To the State House,
To the Court House,
To the White House,
It's Mornin' Time

It's Dark!
Hold on to your Faith

Stand Firm
Cut across the Ranks

It's Dark!
Hold on to your Faith

If I'm Damaged
Let me Tell...

I Fear no Evil!

It's Dark!
Hold on to your Faith

Stand Firm
Cut across the Ranks
From Slave Ship - Championship
From Our House
To the State House
To the Court House
To the White House
It's Mornin' Time!

Yea, though I Walk
Through the Valley
And Shadow
Of Death
Every day of my Life
I Fear no Evil

_http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_e4heaIDq8w&feature=related#normal]Cirrus-Time is Running Out
 
Something For Kate "Song for a Sleepwalker"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ze-1UIptsl8

No more will i play along
and no more will i tell myself, how it's gonna be from now on
because i've been stalling in between, and i've been dragging my feet
making bets that this isn't happening

and i sleepwalk around
two feet off the ground,
while the real world is trying to reach me
and when the rain comes down
i see it all now

standing on the great divide
of some collision between ordinary and imaginary life
and this could be your luck day, 'cause if tomorrow ever comes
you'll be looking, looking the other way

and you sleepwalk around
two feet off the ground,
while the real world is trying to reach you
with stories that you already knew
it pulls you and pushes you

and you sleepwalk around
two feet off the ground,
while the real world is trying to reach you
and when the rain comes down,
you find yourself now,
nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
 
After all, it is Saturday. To gain some context on this live song, checkout the hairdoos and eye glasses worn by the audience.

:clap: :clap: :clap:

MC5 - Kick Out The Jams


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iM6nasmkg7A
 
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