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04-09-2006, 12:32 AM | #2 (permalink) | |
Dr. Prunk
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Where the buffalo roam.
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04-09-2006, 12:35 AM | #3 (permalink) | |
Music Addict
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ABBA and The Bee Gees have more incommon with Pink Floyd than KISS. |
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04-09-2006, 12:40 AM | #4 (permalink) | |
Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
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*walks out of thread* *walks back in* *slaps shadowsurfer* *walks back out*
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
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04-09-2006, 01:24 AM | #5 (permalink) | |
Dr. Prunk
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You just make crap up as you go. |
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04-09-2006, 03:16 AM | #7 (permalink) |
Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
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This argument is going absolutely nowhere. screw censoring swearwords, the word KISS should be bleeped out to prevent this from happening anymore.
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
04-17-2006, 10:32 AM | #8 (permalink) |
that's my war face.
Join Date: Nov 2005
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Nirvana, for me, are the pinnacle of what a band should be. Simplistic yet fantastic lyrics, bitter and twisted yet melodic songs, a vulnerable yet warming and interesting frontman. A group of oddballs that by pure talent made it to the big time, and managed to stay there through thick and thin. People talk of a rock and roll lifestyle and these guys (especially Kobain) certainly did live one. I never really listened to them before and all the greasy kids with the smiley-faced-tongue-sticking-out t shirts really put me off them. I gave in and bought Nevermind, and haven't looked back since.
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04-17-2006, 02:33 PM | #9 (permalink) | |
Account Disabled
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: Hot-lanta
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Really, the only talented musician in that band was Grohl, people praise Cobain's songwriting skills, and I really dont think he is that great of a songwriter. They made it big because the Mainstream was tired of overproduced, overplayed arena rock. They wanted something new. It wasn't talent that got them to the top, it was Cobains determination to get his music heard. People heard it, and liked it simply because it was refreshing. They definitly didn't make it big on pure talent. |
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04-17-2006, 02:52 PM | #10 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ehhhh yes even though to play an instument u must be talented, mmmhmmm
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |