dude!
I'm going to review Sing the Sorrow for you all!
Because I'm bored.
Miseria Cantare - The Beginning
Yeah, well, thats the intro. It's pretty cool.
Rating: Pretty Cool
The Leaving Song Pt. II
"Imperfect cry and scream in ecstasy, so what deflaws the flawless?" And there's some Spanish. Man, when I first heard the song, I though that it was Latin. Latin would have been so much more cool. "I left them all to die." And then he goes AHHHHHHH a bunch. Then the cool part comes when they go back into the chorus. It's like hes "falling" into the chorus.
Rating: very good
Bleed Black
Starts off with some breathing. And then the intro comes in. John loves that intro. John loves the song. This is probably my least favorite song on the album. Although, I must admit, it has some of the best lyrics on the album. "As morphine cuts through deadened veins, I'm numbing in these days." That's a fucking great line. The breakdown comes. And that's pretty cool. It's not the best. Fall Children has a better breakdown.
Rating: not bad
Silver and Cold
Some piano. The song reminds me of a slow dance song at the prom. Albeit, the prom would be for FUCKING DEAD PEOPLE!!! Like zombies or something. "As a rapturous voice escapes I will tremble a prayer, and I'll beg for forgivness." I dunno. Reminds me of sex and religion. Like those Catholic preist scandals they had. Maybe Davey was molested by a preist once. Probably not. I like Jade's back-up's in the breakdown. But once again, the breakdown isn't all that great. Still reminds me of a zombie prom. They'd all be prom-bies.
Rating: ZOMBIE PROM
Dancing Through Sunday
The guitar riff is fucking awesome. I love it. But the name of the song reminds me off the following: Taking Back Sunday. I don't like that band. But I like this song. It's pretty short. The first time I heard the chorus I thought it was awesome. Sounds like Davey is saying "I'm an asshole," though. FUCKING AWESOME BREAKDOWN. METAL TIME!! SOLO-GALORE! JADEXCORE! and then they finish the song. (dude, I think Davey gets punched in the stomach before the solo.
Rating: Man, when they sing the chorus, you can hear all sorts of harmonies, it's great.
Girl's Not Grey
The single. I actually like this song. Quite a bit. It's catchy. More catchy than the last song. It's got some awesome lyrics. I love the chorus. A lot. "What follows me as the whitest lace of light just begs to be imbrued?" Well, Davey, I don't know. In the first part of the breakdown, before the quiet part, they do that thing that I love right after "much further down" is sung. Duka-duda...DUNK. The quiet part in the breakdown is awesome, too. And then Davey hits some awesome harmonies at the end. It's an all around good song.
Rating: Good song.
Death of Seasons
FUCKING AWESOME SONG.
FUCKING AWESOME SONG.
Rating: FUCKING AWESONG SOME.
The Great Disappointment
More like, NOT The Great Disappointment. I love the verses in this one. The chorus.... eh I dunno. It's not too awesome. They do cool time signature changes though. Ooooo!! I LOVE the intro. I really wonder if they could play the intro live. "I can remember... searched for the amaranth." "Oh I would smile then, waiting so patiently." Breakdown is okay.
Rating: 3/5
Paper Airplanes (makeshift wings)
Without a doubt this is my favorite song on the album. I love it. "These waves of plastic fame go out of fashion and I smile because you're dying to become forever unknown." That line conundrums me. I can hear all of it, except for "and I smile because." I don't think anyone actually ever says that in the song, its just in the lyrics. You, know. For the helluvit. In my opinion, this should have been the first song on the CD, right after the intro. No pause between the two. I set it up like that in calkwalk, and DAMN, it's awesome. That would have been a killer way to begin the album. This song is killer. Words that describe this song: awesome, killer, rockin like Dokken, Sweet, the best song on the album IMO. HA! I said IMO. I've never used that before. EVER. ANYWHERE. BEST SONG ON CD.
Rating: AWEXOME
This Celluloid Dream
"You lanterns light the afternoon snow." That's how I thought the chorus to this song went. I thought it would have been pretty cool if they went like that. But they don't. "Whoever came up with the latern stuff is a fucking retard," they said. Yeah, I'm a retard. That's why this song makes me so depressed. Whenever I hear it, I always think of what that one kid said. Not really, though. I really really like this song. I still hear that in the chorus, though. "ALL GREY!!!!" Cool breakdown. Then Davey goes all India-style on us with that last "Grey." I like the bouncy rhythm of the song.
Rating: Bouncy.
The Leaving Song
This song should come BEFORE The Leaving Song Pt. II. That would make sense.... and it sounds cool if you do it so that as pt. I fades out pt. 2 is fading in. It takes to long to fade in by itself. Good song though. "Turned away in disgrace, felt the chill upon my face cooling from within." Oh, and all the parts that mention "the cracks" are awesome. This song is almost sad, but it doesn't reach that emotional stirrance within my soul. There is one song on the CD that does however. But, I'll talk about that song when I get to It.
Rating: Pretty
...But Home is Nowhere
This is one of my favorite songs on the CD as well. It's got that classic AFI feel to it, but with the fucking new AFI feeling also. "Discarnate. Preternatural. My prayers to disappear ungranted in dead time left me disowned, absent of grace, marked as infernal." <--Chorus is great. Verses are GREAT. SONG IS GREAT.. AWESOME BREAKDOWN. Then the choir and bells come in in the last CHORUS. My only gripe is that the rise into the last chorus could have sounded so much more powerful. It starts to rise, but it doesn't really get there, and then the chorus comes in, with all the cool stuff, but it just doesn't sound as huge as it is, because it is missing the huge build.
Rating: Scuking Awesome
Synesthesia
Okay, so it's not actually on my CD. I downloaded it. But it's on the Europe version. And it IS THE BEST AFI SONG EVER. MY FAVORITE AFI SONG EVER. It is everything that AFI should be. Fast drums by Adam, great backups, catchy, awesome huge breakdown, awesome basswork by Hunter. It embodies all of these things. I see why they didn't put it on STS. It doesn't have the right sound. It has the 336 sound. Those were some good songs. This song is better. Better than any AFI song in the history of the world.
Rating: BEST SONG IN THE WORLD.
Now the World
This song is pretty much the same as the 336 version, except the chorus doesn't sound as huge, and Davey cuts off some words in order to take some breaths towards the end. But, I still like it a lot.
Rating: 336
poem
Why do they call it a poem? It's not a poem. Why did I call it a poem? Peer pressure. It's more like prose, a story if you will. Very beautiful words. I wish the voices were louder.
"We held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves."
"The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress."
"You said, "the cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence."
Rating: Quietly Beautiful
This Time Imperfect
This is the song I was talking about in the Leaving Song section. This is the most beautiful song I have ever heard. It brings tears to my eyes. No kidding. Not only the first time I heard it, but also many times after that. I told Becky to download it, and she did, and she said it almost made her cry, too. Now, I think, she is going to buy the album. That will be so cool. I told her it would be her favorite album ever. It is definately my favorite ablum, at the current time. This song... this song is a masterpiece.
Rating: AFI's Masterpiece.
March 19, 2003
March 16, 2003
Dammit. I just entered a really good entry into this here "blahg" but apparently there was a type mismatch of some sort (session) and all data was lost.
Now You're going to get some crappy entry, because I am all mad and don't feel like taking the time to type all of this crap out.
John wants me to make him a cd. So I might.
False.
Now You're going to get some crappy entry, because I am all mad and don't feel like taking the time to type all of this crap out.
John wants me to make him a cd. So I might.
False.
March 11, 2003
Damn. I got the new AFI cd today.
I am happy.
It is the silver/black version, the rare one.
However, they wouldn't let me order the DVD.
So, I'll have to do that online.
Of late it's harder just to go outside, to leave all this deadspace with hatred so alive. Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay. Killed by the weakness, but forced to return. Turn it off. I watch the stars as the fall from the sky. I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying. I feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry. Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes. Posthuman extinction extinction excels unrecognized. Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay. All of this hatred is fucking real. Turn it on. It won't be all right, despite what they say. Just watch the stars tonight as they disappear, disintegrate. And I disintegrate 'cause this hate is fucking real. And I hope to shade the world as stars go out and I disintegrate.
I am happy.
It is the silver/black version, the rare one.
However, they wouldn't let me order the DVD.
So, I'll have to do that online.
Of late it's harder just to go outside, to leave all this deadspace with hatred so alive. Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay. Killed by the weakness, but forced to return. Turn it off. I watch the stars as the fall from the sky. I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying. I feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry. Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes. Posthuman extinction extinction excels unrecognized. Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay. All of this hatred is fucking real. Turn it on. It won't be all right, despite what they say. Just watch the stars tonight as they disappear, disintegrate. And I disintegrate 'cause this hate is fucking real. And I hope to shade the world as stars go out and I disintegrate.
March 10, 2003
I feel as though my eyes have been wrenched from their sockets, and all that remains is the tears that once fell from them so freely. Consumed with grief, I recoil into the darkness where I once hid, but now it seems no different than the light... nothing distinguishes one from the other. I scream to the sky. I scream for the fire which burns within my mind, within my soul, within the very essence that comprises me, that comprises my world. I fall... and as the sky flashes past me, I notice the way the birds flutter their wings, the way the trees sway with the breeze, the way the starlight glints off the water below. The light that surrounds me as I fall strengthens my sight. I realize the truth, and my fall becomes flight. Without wings, I ascend higher and higher, the air passing through my thoughts like water through a stream. Enlightened, the stars greet me with warm resplendency. I reach for them, but they are gone, and in their place there is nothing. I see nothing, I feel nothing. Has the sky abandoned me, or have my eyes betrayed me? Consumed with grief, I recoil into the darkness where I once hid, but now it seems no different than the light... nothing distinguishes one from the other.
March 09, 2003
The following is quite possibly the most beautiful thing I have ever heard.
We held hands on the last night of earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somwhere in the middle in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message.
We held hands on the last night of earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somwhere in the middle in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message.
March 06, 2003
So, this next post could possible be the longest post I have ever posted. But don't be too sure.
I was surfing the net late last night
When my eyes beheld a beautiful site
And since I can't remember what the rest of the fucking words to the fucking song are, I'll just fucking tell you the fucking story.
So, I found this site: THORAX CORPORATION INC.,,
I like this site. It makes me grow. I felt it change me.
I took this site. I led it slow. Now it consumes me.
It's a really funny good fun site, made by the creators of Homestarrunner.com (this link is for you, Josh, if you are reading this, wherever you are... rest in peace)
I always liked The Homestar Runner. A couple of people I know like him and his website and his friends, too. They are: Ryan Faillace, Becky Anderson, Brian Robson, maybe Justin "The 'Tude" LaRoche, the members of the band AFI, and many of their fans. I know I am fan, and I like the website, but I knew of it before I knew at it.
You should check out my band's website at http://thechaoticgreentheory.8m.com. That's my band alright. After all, I am in it, so I would know. We are called, for lack of a better name, The Chaotic Green Theory. Nick Bilotta has never heard us. I don't know if he really wants to, or if he just acts like it. If he reads my blog (which would be awe-fucking-some), then he might be snickering to himself when he reads that last statement; or he could be doing the exact opposite: swearing.
Dude! We got strobelights, and we ordered a Jolly Roger to hang behind Justin's drums when we play shows. Now you'll have to see us, for lack of something more awesome to do. When we play shows, we are the most awesome thing around. More awesome than eating at Bickford's, more awesome than driving to Worcester, and even more awesome than Sir Awesome Himself, Daniel Boon. We'll maybe not that.... that's going a little too far. Daniel Boon, my hat's off to you!
Tomorrow is Tuesday. I mean "Tomorrow is Friday." My school bus is going.... ahem... my French Class is going on a trip to the Boston Museam of Fine Arts to sample some of their fine cuisine. Cuisine, of course, being artwork. I don't like looking at artwork. It doesn't do anything. It just sits there. Or hangs there, whatever may be the case. BOOORING.
And I leave you with a song:
For now I'll just push my feelings aside
Not to worry it'll be alright
Now I'll just rest from the world that is here and what it has for me
I know what you want, I know what you need, but I can't give it
You walked away
Now turn and look at me
That's okay, I said it, I'll say it again
You want it right now
Its alright, I know everything's okay while you're here with me
Yes, I know it
So answer me right now
I'm so sorry
We'll find our own way out
So take my hand
Decide our own way
Just you and me now
Falling inside this time
You want it right now
Don't walk away
I'm here today
GUESS THE SONG!!!!
I was surfing the net late last night
When my eyes beheld a beautiful site
And since I can't remember what the rest of the fucking words to the fucking song are, I'll just fucking tell you the fucking story.
So, I found this site: THORAX CORPORATION INC.,,
I like this site. It makes me grow. I felt it change me.
I took this site. I led it slow. Now it consumes me.
It's a really funny good fun site, made by the creators of Homestarrunner.com (this link is for you, Josh, if you are reading this, wherever you are... rest in peace)
I always liked The Homestar Runner. A couple of people I know like him and his website and his friends, too. They are: Ryan Faillace, Becky Anderson, Brian Robson, maybe Justin "The 'Tude" LaRoche, the members of the band AFI, and many of their fans. I know I am fan, and I like the website, but I knew of it before I knew at it.
You should check out my band's website at http://thechaoticgreentheory.8m.com. That's my band alright. After all, I am in it, so I would know. We are called, for lack of a better name, The Chaotic Green Theory. Nick Bilotta has never heard us. I don't know if he really wants to, or if he just acts like it. If he reads my blog (which would be awe-fucking-some), then he might be snickering to himself when he reads that last statement; or he could be doing the exact opposite: swearing.
Dude! We got strobelights, and we ordered a Jolly Roger to hang behind Justin's drums when we play shows. Now you'll have to see us, for lack of something more awesome to do. When we play shows, we are the most awesome thing around. More awesome than eating at Bickford's, more awesome than driving to Worcester, and even more awesome than Sir Awesome Himself, Daniel Boon. We'll maybe not that.... that's going a little too far. Daniel Boon, my hat's off to you!
Tomorrow is Tuesday. I mean "Tomorrow is Friday." My school bus is going.... ahem... my French Class is going on a trip to the Boston Museam of Fine Arts to sample some of their fine cuisine. Cuisine, of course, being artwork. I don't like looking at artwork. It doesn't do anything. It just sits there. Or hangs there, whatever may be the case. BOOORING.
And I leave you with a song:
For now I'll just push my feelings aside
Not to worry it'll be alright
Now I'll just rest from the world that is here and what it has for me
I know what you want, I know what you need, but I can't give it
You walked away
Now turn and look at me
That's okay, I said it, I'll say it again
You want it right now
Its alright, I know everything's okay while you're here with me
Yes, I know it
So answer me right now
I'm so sorry
We'll find our own way out
So take my hand
Decide our own way
Just you and me now
Falling inside this time
You want it right now
Don't walk away
I'm here today
GUESS THE SONG!!!!
March 01, 2003
So, I went to a show tonight. It was great. The first band was okay, but when AFI came on stage it was like a dream. I thought it was weird for them to be playing at the local Y, but it was awesome. They played about 14 songs, including "Death of Seasons" and "The Leaving Song Pt. II" (of the new cd Sing the Sorrow in stores March 11th). I got kicked in the eye by a kid trying to crowd-surf, but it was okay. There wasn't a stage, so why would anybody be trying to crowd-surf? It's a YMCA... ...Anyways, I talked to the whole band after the show, and got their autographs.
NOT!
I had you goin' there for a minute, didn't I? No? Well, you said it not me.
I really went to the YMCA to Another Tragic Ending's cd release show. Knuckledown opened for them. We arrived halfway through their set. Steve couldn't get in, because he was too old, so he got wicked mad, and he was punching the fuckers in the fucking face. Knuckledown sounded pretty good, especially with Ryan using my head. But the last song didn't sound too great, with only Chad playing the guitars. All of them. It was crazy.
So then, after they were done there was like a 15 minute break while Knuckledown un-set-up, and ATE set-up. I talked to some people, met some new people, and even ran into a kid I knew from Elementary School.
Then ATE started. They are really fun to watch live. They write their songs extremely well, I probably couldn't write half the stuff they do, and Sam is an amazing drummer. I'd love to see him drum in a hardcore band, it would be cool. They had so much energy. I really wanted to buy one of their cds, though, because I've been anticipating it forever. But I don't have 8 bucks. I only have 4, because I had to pay four to get into the show. So, there I was, darkness surrounding me, breathing in the cool sweat of the small room, and I couldn't buy a cd. Maybe I can strike a deal with the band, and get one anyways.
However, ATE isn't really my type of music, but they are great live.
NOT!
I had you goin' there for a minute, didn't I? No? Well, you said it not me.
I really went to the YMCA to Another Tragic Ending's cd release show. Knuckledown opened for them. We arrived halfway through their set. Steve couldn't get in, because he was too old, so he got wicked mad, and he was punching the fuckers in the fucking face. Knuckledown sounded pretty good, especially with Ryan using my head. But the last song didn't sound too great, with only Chad playing the guitars. All of them. It was crazy.
So then, after they were done there was like a 15 minute break while Knuckledown un-set-up, and ATE set-up. I talked to some people, met some new people, and even ran into a kid I knew from Elementary School.
Then ATE started. They are really fun to watch live. They write their songs extremely well, I probably couldn't write half the stuff they do, and Sam is an amazing drummer. I'd love to see him drum in a hardcore band, it would be cool. They had so much energy. I really wanted to buy one of their cds, though, because I've been anticipating it forever. But I don't have 8 bucks. I only have 4, because I had to pay four to get into the show. So, there I was, darkness surrounding me, breathing in the cool sweat of the small room, and I couldn't buy a cd. Maybe I can strike a deal with the band, and get one anyways.
However, ATE isn't really my type of music, but they are great live.
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