You kissed me on the forehead Now this kiss is giving me a concussion We were love at first sight Now it's crush It's crushing Now choose two stops through the city though I'm lost easily I took to the desert but my heart just whines and deceive me
Now we're in love again And you're wherevers I'm not a child I know We're not going steady
You're pain's gigantic but it's not as big as your ego Promise not to abandon you, please let me go
Now I've been hurting your feelings Yeah they were worth protecting They say I'm too kind and sentimental Like you could catch affection
Oh in your eyes there's a sadness Enough to kill the both of us Are those eyes overrated? They make me want to give up on love
I'll brace myself for the holiness Say hello to feelings that I detest
This maudlin career has come to an end I don't want to be sad again This maudlin career has come to an end I don't want to be sad again
This maudlin career has come to an end I don't want to be sad again This maudlin career has come to an end I don't want to be sad again
''Possibly, this is a story about moving on from a friendship, potentially sexual, which is going nowhere, due to the inability of one of the friends to overcome addiction, and function in an unwelcome world. So, "Withnail & I" is a little too vague its dramatic intentions; but, the obliqueness does wind up mirroring Withnail's character. It gives the film a (perhaps unintentional) eerie quality; it's as difficult to completely grasp what's going on beneath the surface as it is for "Withnail & I" to figure out how to exist in reality. The "Hamlet" ending is great; but, before that, some final sequences seem abrupt''
''Extraordinarily funny, Clerks gives us a new look on working life i.e. how many messed up things can happen to a person in a single day and just how does one deal with these tough situations. Kevin Smith demonstrates that he is truly fearless, giving his characters some of the most offending lines that are so deliberately insulting that you just have to laugh. This is one of the single funniest films I think I have ever seen and I just wish I'd seen it ten years ago. Anyone who has not seen it, please do so. You have no idea what you're missing. It'll be one of the most hilarious 90 minutes you'll experience. Also no Kevin Smith movie would be the same without a trademark Star Wars reference. With that said, go out and watch Clerks and to you Master K, "May the Force be with you"''
''This is one of the best of the worst films of all time. When viewed with the right mindset it never fails to entertain. Poor production values, terrible acting, worse directing, and dialog that has to be heard to be believed, combine to create a cinematic gem''
''The gritty, unpretty reality of rock music is on display in director Marty DiBergi's unsparing rockumentary "This Is Spinal Tap," which chronicles the British metal band's tour through the United States in the latter part of 1982.
Cold sores, drugs, late-night debauchery, and the brutal snubbing of a Sinatra-loving chauffeur are just some of the antics on display, in what could be the most penetrating and uncensored examination of the rock n' roll lifestyle since "Gimme Shelter." Whereas that movie features one grainy, out-of-focus killing, this film actually shows the band's drummer spontaneously combusting on stage! And apparently this was the second time that happened (or maybe I'm thinking of the drummer they lost to an unexplained gardening accident, I'm a little unclear.)''
''Joining Beirut in the race for 2009's best hooker-titled song, BTW and OKX alum the Twilight Sad have lined up "I Became A Prostitute" as the second single from their forthcoming Fourteen Autumns And Fifteen Winters followup, Forget The Night Ahead. It's track two from the album that's already impressed with the excellent "Reflection Of The Television," and another sample of the Scots' uncanny knack for steam-pressing smoldering, shoegazing guitars to anthemic, skyward bound choruses. James Graham doesn't fully explain how this song turned him into a whore, but as always his vocal, by turns tuneful and blistering, gets the benefit of that good gravitas that seems a birthright to the best Scottish accented singers'' stereogum
Baby got his feelings hurt singing that old standard You can't break a rule that ain't been made A starlight chasing ponytails and mushroom clouds and black fields I don't want to feel this entertained
Sitting on a crowded coach, staring at the stereo Watching all the hippies through the haze From gentle soul to sad and stoned 'cause no one wants to be alone But you know you can't always have your way
So tell me what you're gonna do now You get everything you wanted and you still let down Tell me what you're gonna do now You get everything you want, you still feel down
Farmer, he's a sentient being sipping on his canteen Passes it to me, I can't say thanks Coco she stays clear of me, remembers all those bad scenes If she'd just sit still I could explain
And every time I fucked her mind it's 'cause I thought I was in love And I woke up with that same thought today So it goes the ebb and flow, happiness was never us If it's all free why would you ever pay?
So tell me what you're gonna do now You get everything you wanted and you're still let down Tell me what you're gonna do now You get everything you want, you still feel down Yeah you do, yeah you do
Tell me what you're gonna do now You get everything you wanted and you still let down Tell me what you're gonna do now You get everything you want, you still feel down
Tell me what you're gonna do now You get everything you wanted and you still let down Tell me what you're gonna do now You get everything you want, you still feel down
''"A hilariously absurd, offbeat Norwegian film applauded for its inventive examination of solitude, friendship, and the bizarreness of human habit. Based on actual experiments conducted in the 1940's, one of the film's two main characters, Folke, is a Swedish "kitchen researcher" sent on a mission to observe the domestic habits of a cantankerous old Norwegian bachelor, in an attempt to design a more efficient kitchen''
The smell of suntan cream reminds me of you smiling, sadly, back at me as I sat there in my bubble stacking pebbles up on a sunny day I still remember when I was young I thought I would be young forever
I swim 'round and 'round on my tinfoil pond like an ugly duckling that does not want to have to turn into a swan, yeah
when I grow up I want to be a boy again I still get excited when it snows sitting in my bubble with my imaginary friends wishing that we didn't have to be so realistic all the time
I lie awake at night and count the stars I fill jelly-jars with plastic flowers I go 'round and 'round in circles on my hamster wheel I can feel the whole world quietly closing in on me in my little bubble
when I grow up I want to be a boy again I still get excited when it snows sitting in my bubble with my box of felt-tip pens wishing that I didn't have to be so realistic all the time
Sat in the cafe by the cracker factory You were practicing a magic trick And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed On the last of your pick and mix
Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before As you bit into your strawberry lace And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper Is all you have left and it was going to waste
Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I love that little game you had called Crying lightning And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
The next time that I caught my own reflection It was on it's way to meet you Thinking of excuses to postpone You never look like yourself from the side But your profile did not hide The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw
And your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called Crying lightning And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons
Uninviting But not half as impossible as everyone assumes You are crying lightning
Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called Crying lightning Crying lightning Crying lightning Crying lightning
Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called Crying
''These guys unashamedly jump from the pages of The Smiths songbook, with their jangly, flicking guitar riffs and coo-ing vocals. It’s all backed by some sweet, chiming sounds and a rattling beat that fires rapid shots over the bow''
Sometimes breathless, heavily stylized, and technically well-made memorable cult film from veteran screenwriter and director Walter Hill, in which a street gang is accused of the murder of a prominent gang leader and have to fight their way back to their home turf.
"The Warriors" is a consistently entertaining film that was notorious in its day for drawing real-life gangs into the theaters to watch it who would then inexorably tangle with each other
Working through death's pain Last night I swear I felt your touch Gentle and warm The hair stood on my arms How? How? How?
Oh show me the way, show me the way, show me the way To shake a memory Show me the way, show me the way, show me the way To shake a memory
I flipped my forelock, I twitched my withers, I reared and bucked I could not put my rider aground All these fine memories are fuckin' me down
I dreamed it was a dream that you were gone I woke up feeling so ripped by reality Yeah, love is the king of the beasts And when it gets hungry it must kill to eat Yeah, love is the king of the beasts A lion walking down city streets
I fell back asleep some time later on And I dreamed the perfect song It held all the answers, like hands laid on I woke halfway and scribbled it down And in the morning what I wrote I read It was hard to read at first but here's what it said
Eid ma clack shaw Zupoven del ba Mertepy ven seinur Cofally ragdah
Eid ma clack shaw Zupoven del ba Mertepy ven seinur Cofally ragdah
Oh show me the way, show me the way, show me the way To shake a memory Show me the way, show me the way, show me the way To shake a memory
Eid ma clack shaw Zupoven del ba Mertepy ven seinur Cofally ragdah
Oh show me the way, show me the way, show me the way To shake a memory Show me the way, show me the way, show me the way To shake a memory
''Synecdoche, New York is a ridiculous, absurd, and funny film. It is a disturbing, scary and depressing film. If you go into it with an open mind, it can be all of these things, sometimes at the same time.
Caden Cotard (Phillip Seymour-Hoffman), is a theatre director living in Schenactady, NY. He's directing a regional production of Death of a Salesman with younger actors playing all of the roles. He is vaguely unhappy. His wife, Adele (Catherine Keener) is an artist. She is preparing for a show in Berlin. She ends up taking their 4-yr. old daughter and leaving Caden. He is depressed. He gets a MacArthur fellowship and uses it to rent a warehouse and start up an experimental theatre production involving actors that's going to represent real life by being "brutal and honest." He is also sick and going through a constant stream of medical examination that is more Kafka-esquire than sex with Woody Allen. He might be dying.
Does that sound boring? Well, it's not. Bizarre things happen, fascinating ideas are explored, wonderful dialogue is spoken, and everything unfolds in a deliberate, steady pace. The less you know about the actual story, the better''
"a dynamic sound that captures the spirit of the classic 80's underground, Echo & The Bunnymen,Psychedelic Furs,The Cure,The Sundays.Chiming guitars and haunting vocals make for a ride that takes you through retro-indie UK band and makes it modern"
''Cannibal: The Musical was a film based upon the exploits of Alfred Packer. Alfred Packer was a gold seeker who went off into the mountains with several other fortune hunters. A nasty snow storm trapped the party deep in the mountains. Everyone thought that they all died except one came back. Trey Packer and Matt Stone used this story to make a cheesy horror, comedy, musical. A low budget film that is actually quite impressive for the first time director/actor/writer Trey Parker. He plays the lead as "Juan Schwartz". Matt Stone and Dian Bachar also co-star as members of Alfred Packer's party. The gore is effective and the musical numbers are funny. Hard to believe that a couple of years later Parker and Stone would strike it rich with South Park''
The acting is awful, the effects are cheap, but damn its a great movie!!
''Cory McAbee plays Samuel Curtis an astronaut on a mission. His mission is to take a cat to a bar on an asteroid to trade it for the clone of a woman and then to take the clone to Jupiter and trade it for the boy who once saw a woman's breast, and then take him.... Ah, don't worry about the rest. It doesn't matter, because in this movie, as is usually the case in life itself, the destination isn't as important as the journey''
David Lynch meets Fellinni and Salvador Dali in a bar and they form a rockabilly band, and that band then decides to do a musical western comedy as a small noir Indy film.
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