May 2012
47 posts
Breakable
People are fragile things you should know by now be careful what you put them through
Flavor
Suddenly, you spread from my hands
Far away, you’ve drummed in my mind
That’s the only thing we can decide
Rest is done, somewhere the sirens are
We arrived in the room of nowhere
Smells of gasoline, taste of chemistry…
Saturday Wisdom Found
Another day I call and never speak And you would say nothing’s changed at all And I can’t feel much hope for anything If I won’t be there to catch you if you fall Another game of putting things aside As if we’ll come back to them some time A brace of hope a pride of innocence And you would say something has gone wrong And again we meet In the spaces in between We always say...
This Just Got Real
Tonight’s test of the BoxBot broadcast system has a slight change for the better. It will now take place at 7:30 MST and it will be a rally quick test, one that we will archive and loop a couple of times tonight. This one is gonna make this real. This one is more than static DJ tunes testing sound waves to far away places. This one is gonna be fun…..Tune in, nothing to something starts...
It's Not A Box But It Is A Radio →
Join us tonight for about an hour or so of a beta test. Someone in the BoxBot family will be Dj’ing some tunes and we will be sending you those tunes through our very special audio teleporting device. I am sure you know who will be playing music over the BoxBot system tonight, our resadent DJ Kevin but you might not expect what your ears will be saying he is playing. It will be something...
“Who needs love when there is Southern Comfort?”
– Amanda Palmer
Hiding Places
Tenho saudades da aavançada o mundo consigo. tenho saudades escondido da realidade com você. Nosso esconderijo foi encontrado e agora tudo o que quero é esconder-se atrás da cama até que elas vêm para nós novamente. Esconder atrás das cortinas como eles olham para nós. Ocultar nos arbustos enquanto eles procurar o nosso lugar, o nosso esconderijo. Nosso lugar que nada mais mas o que pensamos, o...
Some Fun For Friday
Starting this Friday (today) and keeping up till we here at BoxBot have finished our project, I will be testing out the system as it is built. Meaning this, Friday and Tuesday nights will be called BoxBot After Midnight. Starting tonight at 12:01MST I will be doing a little test of the BoxBot broadcast system, Tuesday night the same thing. If you need some music in your life then tune in. Tonight...
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WatchFinally, it lives…..
From the Top of A Hill
Let’s face the day like it’s our last understanding
We are all alive but don’t be naive
Yes you will be judged
Found guilty or not guilty, it’s out of your touch
Just where you are and why you’re alive
Patient when the world doesn’t move at the same rate as you do
Sometimes it’s good to be misunderstood
And it’s so fulfilling when you find...
Bends In The Now
Time is a a measurement of life, humans, age and it is also a tick tick of the things that have been and could be.
Time I believed was an illusion or relitave. Time was what you made it. Time is what you do with the hours of a day we are gifted. Time is nothing more than a gift. It is a great gift that is taken for granted. New belief right there.
What is the use of time if it is wasted?...
Spooning For Answers
Don’t say a word
The last one’s still stinging
Back of my mind
I feel that phone ringing
And there is no way back from this
Everything hits at once
What we needs is just what we wants
I go to sleep but think that you’re next to me
I go to sleep and think you’re next to me
Don’t make a move
When I walk out don’t follow me
Out in the car
Can feel it...
How To Disappear Completely
That there
That’s not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here
In a little while
I’ll be gone
The moment’s already passed
Yeah it’s gone
And I’m not here
This isn’t happening
I’m not here
I’m not here
Strobe lights and...
The Times They Are Changing
Sometimes you stumble across something in life that makes you evaluate everything in your life. Something so great, so wonderful that it really makes you question the core of yourself.
I will never forget the day I walked into a lonely coffee shop, for a morning boost before work. Work that does not exists anymore. Coffee shop that doe not exists anymore. People tat do not exists anymore. This...
Here It Comes
Been thinking and drinking all over the town. Must be gearing up for some kind of melt-down.
This is the perfect music for this Monday night....
In The Names I See
In the air I flew
Through the clouds I fall
Through the country I’ve walked
In front of temples I’ve stood
Before the ocean I pray
And I said your name
In the air I flew
Through the clouds I fall
And all the things I’ve tried to say
Were never easy to explain
They were always meant for you
And all the memories that were made
For years and years
I’ve chased...
If a song ever had a place and time, rain and side...
Enough
No more, I need another reason so tell me to breath.
No more doing it all for you cause it does not do anything for me.
No more. No more.
No more knowing how this story will go.
No more needing only to need it faster.
No more feeling like I’ve screwed up.
No more wanting me to stay.
No more. Cause nothing is a long road. Nothing is not home.
No more cause it’s only you, my...
Night Terrors
A new mix of music to make you boogie has been completed and is now in the iTunes library. Giving it one play through just to check for oddities and or mistakes, also checking for weirdness and measuring the strange levels. This is not space music, it is not at all. Night Terrors will be the title of the mix and it might bring some strange dreams to your sleeps….
Check this post for an...
Soulless Symbols Are Stealing From Me
I am finding that the things that provide for me are also stealing from me. This life I have chosen, although not bad is starting to take back from me without permission. In a world that everything seems to matter, every place you go we all want to care, the things you buy you have to share. In this world of faceless messages in bright colors and this world where the language we speak is slowly...
Song of the day, dark and beautiful and sad and...