lynyrd skynyrd- the ballad of curtis loew

I miss Dixie. :)

roots ^.^

♥

Don't stop till you get enough!!

It seems like an eternity since I've posted anything on here, so I figured I would just add a little uplifting music I've been enjoying lately. This man will always have my respect, and will be missed. If you are a hater, save it for someone who cares :)

woah, black betty (fuck you, death, pt.2)

R.I.P. Grandma...it would have been her birthday today. i miss her :(

a few weeks before she passed, she pulled me to the side and asked me if i had ever heard this song black betty,by some random rock band, she couldn't remember the name. i had always liked the song and sort of laughed and said yea, grandma, i've heard it. she tells me, well , thats MY song (her name was betty). it mildly amused me, she laughed , which is a laugh that i won't ever forget. rock on, black betty...

the meaning of 46 & 2

46 & 2 by Tool

original lyrics:

My shadow's
Shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been
I've been wallowing in my own confused
And insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in
I wanna feel the changes coming down
I wanna know what I've been hiding in

My shadow..My shadow
Change is coming through my shadow
My shadow's shedding skin
I've been picking
My scabs again

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
And insecure delusions

I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured within

My shadow
Change is coming
Now is my time
Listen to my muscle memory
Contemplate what I've been clinging to
Forty six and two ahead of me

I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through

I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through

See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me
Soften this old armor
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side
Step into the shadow
Forty six and two are just ahead of me



I found this amazing interpretation somewhere on the internets, i wish i knew who wrote it so i could credit him.

This is one of Tool's most amazing songs, and really sums up the entire theme of Ænima. This song is about growing, changing, and moving towards the next level of human evolution and conciousness. It's deeply rooted in Jungian theory.

Basically, it's believed that there are three levels of human evolution and each has it's form of conciousness. There's the 1st level with 44 chromosomes. These are primitive peoples like the ancient aborigines in Australia who did not percieve anything outside of themselves. They only saw one large conciousness with no distinguishment between organisms. Then there's the second level with 46 chromosomes. That is us. We are a chaotic disharmonic conciousness that is basically used as a stepping stone between the first and third levels. The third level is 48 chromosomes. (Or 46 & 2, with 2 being the sex chromosomes x & y). This is the higher level of conciousness. Our destination.

But this is where the Jungian theory comes in. It is believed that you can not reach this third level of evolution without first delving into yourself and basically cleansing your conciousness for the next jump. That's where the Shadow comes in. The shadow is basically everything about that is unseen that you are uncomfortable with or hate. This is also known as the Anima (hence the name of the CD).

The last part of the song sums all of this up...

"See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me
Soften this old armor
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side
Step into the shadow
Forty six and two are just ahead of me .."

fuck you, death.

death..what an ugly word. such a perfect song.. "bro hymn tribute", by pennywise.

RIP Kathy.

To our best friend,
Present past and beyond
Even though you weren't with us too long
Your life is the most precious thing that we could lose ..

nothing need be said here

fly on freebird