Saturday, November 21, 2009

Funky Monks

Hearts beating like usual… and usually people’s hearts don’t really beat that hard… And now stand on one foot as you listen and read this because if you’re sitting or standing firmly on the ground, there’s no way you’ll understand a thing.

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To be more precise, carrying, complete and comprehensible I want to tell you the following:

This time I’ll honestly say since I don’t lie… I lie, of course I lie, maybe the true monks don’t lie, but Funky Monks, we always lie, that’s the difference and the essence …

We are naughty we tear and rip your hearts like the intro of this song…
We are confusion and lie

Confusion is my middle name
(Confusion is my middle name)

Ask me again I'll tell you the same


I preach that which nobody will ever believe.

I crush your opinions which you have heard on the streets or on your TV screens. I crush your illusions and feed my own rebel. I crush your patterns and your templates… To feed my ego.

Hm… we don’t seem so innocent well of course… well of course… there are no saints but people.

And we… I’m not a man therefore I will never be a saint.

That’s because unlike you I can talk honestly. I can sacrifice myself… I know to stand and divide likable from lie.

There are no monks in my band
There are no saints in this land

I'll be doing all I can
If I die an honest man


And of course I know how to be joyful and to jump when I realize that I’m standing on one foot… I don’t pretend I’m strong and of course anybody can knock me down on my back and I don’t fake standing firmly on the ground. That’s essentially one true Funky Monk.

Considering I haven’t lied to you.

Hey big world, listen to me, I’m lying!!!!!!!
I’m letting everyone know, I’m lying!!!!!!!

There are no monks in my band
There are no saints in this land

I'll be doing all I can
If I die an honest man ...


Have I been standing on one foot while I was writing this?
Have you been standing on one foot while you were reading this?
I know that I’m going now… going to disperse from happiness.
This song’s amazing…

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Sunday, October 11, 2009

(You are) Parallel Universe

It is just ours only you and I can feel it like for real…
What a feeling!!! If only I could stuck myself in it and live eternity…

It does have a sense of eternal energy… I see how it’s made of the most imaginative “human” breath… I see in it the bleeding blood of effort to transfer the feeling and finally the message is transferred like from a vein to a vein and not through a song… And when you make a sigh and blood out of music it all becomes one new dimension it all becomes one new universe… Who makes you get there on foot and peel the cheeks of your fingers into your palms.

That describes the universe and my passion and that is no longer a love for you it’s about my passion it’s about my parallel universe to you…So i feel sprawled by that shudder…


It’s about me screaming loudly… It’s about me swallowing air in it and my throat thunders… it thunders one strong sentence…


Christ I'm a sidewinder
I'm a
California king
I swear it's everywhere
It's everything


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You and me just kings of parallel universe…
It’s amazing… Strong footsteps of passion… footsteps and notes that tear you apart… They tear you apart in infinity all over that universe…

Psychic changes are born in your heart

Entertain
A nervous breakthrough that makes us the same
Bless your heart girl


Heart screams from the bottom of the throat I LOVE YOU !
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Sunday, October 4, 2009

Stadium Arcadium


You need thrill; you need a song that will give your entire body the creeps, you soul and your whole mind. If it is so, then you will sail into Stadium Arcadum or just somewhere between these two.


This songs is fog and memory and it goes into infinity,
Infinity and love that goes from Stadium to Arcadium…
Like placing a mirror in front of another, and one against the other give
a million reflections of themselves. And each of those reflections is like opening a new door into a new universe…

And in some new unexplored stories and unexplored wilds of your soul, Stadium Arcadium?
I’m not really sure, but Stadium-Arcadium, that just might be that unexplored space in your soul that is something about which we can only assume different things and the lucky ones even know how to feel it…
I between my Stadium and Arcadium feel a nicely made uthopia… for which is characteristic everything that is related to uthopias but not the main thing it’s not sad and you’re not alone… In it it’s main piece is you… In it it’s main enjoyment is you! And it’s ruler is you! and the thrills shakes chest and plummets your body and soul… Plummets like a thousand reflections mirror to mirror.

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Dust and rays…

Alone inside my forest room
And it

I never thought I
And it

I never thought I
But this is where I start

Dust and rays…

The price of your prolonged stay between Stadium and Arcadium is huge… You have to become a total traitor of human race!
You have to feel more like an animal
(read the word animal gently)
Read that word as you would read “cloud”…

(I hope I was born for Stadium-Arcadium and not for earth :)

And this is where I find !!!

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Sunday, September 27, 2009

C’mon Girl

But i prefer to go by feel, tell me

Tell me


Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo Yeah ! Ooooooo People mean on your own waaaaaay !!!

Taga daga daaga taga daga daga daga ....

And what can a sound do to me? The sound and the girl can do everything to me. And just them. They rule me.

She is the princess of sound. She is the keeper of all my musical notes.

I will show her how I spin on this song.

To her and somebody else.


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Tell me

Some feel and do things by this-earth’s heaven and by it’s rules. Us litter do by feeling. And we ravage our own guts. Because feelings are left just for their owners. And if you lay them out to others, it’s like you haven’t done a thing. You’re just one sick person that thinks feelings are supposed to be shared… Feelings are felt and if somebody doesn’t feel them in me, that’s my problem and I’m a madman trying to tell my feelings. And if that were good and if that’s supposed to be done, they wouldn’t be feelings… I finally understand I’m supposed to make them feel. So go ahead and feel how I feel… I won’t tell you a thing. maybe we’ll just sometimes fantasize together. And who can fantasize with me? Well, just the one who feels me.


Tell me


I wanted to get outta here

But every time i reappear !!!


Who loves my eye? Who loves my brain while it screams around? Who loves my ravaged guts? Who loves my letter? Who will follow me to the end in the complete desert? Who will eat dust with me? Who will infuse dust from mouth to mouth with me and laugh about it with me? Who will scream with me in the desert? Who will scream until his eyes fall out of happiness? Who will burst into blood with me? Who will walk with me barefoot on a field… You I imagine and I still haven’t told you anything. That’s because I ‘m litter which talks about feelings. And feelings are not worth talking about.

And that solo, well how will it do without dust? And how will it without its shoes on? How will that solo anywhere without us?


And now I have the words my dear

To whisper right into your ear, hey, yeah

C'mon girl

Let's get it right

Let's get it right

Let's get it right


Tell me


California green spring and dragons.

Reincarnation or spring season of a year and dragon is me that you remember.


The spirit of a dragon's tear

Is lovely at this time of year


I’ve tucked myself into my wings.

And the cave is not enough not even to flap my wings.

That aren’t worth anything in this cave.


Tell me


The cave within your mountainside

Is deeper than than it will be wide hold me.

C'mon girl

Let's get it right

Let's get it right

Let's get it right

C’mon girl hold me.


If I could tell you a secret never hidden

if only the spring had from the scents made wind for take-off

in thoughts of you only with it I can touch you when you’re not here.


Let’s get it right


So that we together could keep the objects.

And to keep the most beautiful word in the world “spinning”


Tell me

C’mon girl.


So I could rage with you with happiness.

You hear?

Tell me?

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Especially in Michigan

OK, I’ll tell you I decided, I have a best friend :) you all know him but there, you didn’t know that he is Charlie’s best friend. His name is Huckleberry Finn… Since we were little and dirty kids we fantasized together on a bank of a river…Today I’m very happy that I had him and that river, to the soul, him I have today… He helps me he makes me naughty imaginative and uncatchable… He taught me all sorts of things and mischief… and what is a kid if it isn’t mischief … it’s kid with no heart and no soul… let’s go back to the river bank now, there it was wonderfull you could see and imagine different things and you’d have an inner peace that absolutely no one could destroy… and the river bank and that inner peace was almost the perfect ground for imagining… we sit and watch and in the distance a huge heat clouds and a chocolate factory as a temple… of what you could fantasize for hours…

White clouds I'm in
A mitten full of fisherman
C'mon Huckleberry Finn
Show me how to make her grin
....well I'm in Michigan

My best friend Huckleberry Finn made me indistructable and strenghted my spirit incouraged inventivness… and in full gallop through the desert helped me raise a larger dust while chasing through fields so to get ditryer and enjoy more in thet sweet childlike delirium…

We baid together and fantasized about the river and imagined that some day we’ll be the river and not humans… We imagined that we’ll be like a waterfall… we imagined how we’re gonna smach into people like waterfalls into rocks that wait for them at the end of the fall…

Out on the farm we'll be
Swimming with the mother duck
Deep in the mitten where
Lions and tigers come running
Just to steal your luck

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I might give you the creeps when I tell you now that Michigan is beautified by the most beautifull waterfalls on Earth :)
They are beautifull but no to be in the centre of attension…
They are gorgeous so to make the world nicer and more imaginitive
Now what do you think about all of that :) I laugh… waterfalls are gorgeous.

Charlie and Esspecially in Michigan are two songs that are each other’s best friend…

Ladies and gentlemen just close your eyes listen and imagine… you’ll see us running together through the desert raising shout and dust…

And if you know how you can take our hands and we promice you…

We’ll take you far away from reality…

Charlie mine yours best friend :)