Fatality – G Willikers 1991 Thrashfest
During the late 1980’s to early 1990’s, the South Jersey / Philadelphia area had one of the best music scenes anywhere. I can’t even begin to think of how many bands like Deicide, Obituary, Death, Carcass, Napalm Death and Biohazard that played G Willikers, the local club. It was only about 2 miles from my house and I remember being at concerts there at least a few nights a week. They were some of the best years of my life and one of the longest periods where I felt connected to others. The world made sense.
Michale Graves – Gorch
Posting this again because its an absolutely amazing version of one of my all-time favorite songs:
Avenged Sevenfold – Mattel (video and lyrics)
My vinyl skin provides protection
It holds in place my plastic bones
Cast button eyes reflect an image
All seems as it should
But there’s nobody home
Cue the breeze that sway the painted trees
Toy yellow birds upon the rooftops sing
In chorus with the buzzing bees
Melt in sun LED beams
From the sky being held on a string
While boredom tears me apart at the seams
Now I know this might sound crazy
But I’ve smelled the plastic daisies
And it seems we’ve found ourselves
In (hell)
Round head consumed with major nothings
Ears made of wax, unfit to hear
Day after day, it all plays over
Dedicated loop
Same year after year
Please attend
All model citizens
RSVP if we can count you in
Empty as we play pretend
Send our thoughts with you and to your kin
And in case we don’t see you again
Good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight
Now I know this might sound crazy
But I’ve smelled the plastic daisies
And it seems we’ve found ourselves
In (hell)
Living feign in porcelain
And just smart enough to know nothing at all
Pull my string and make me cry
Advertisement, moral scrawl
A semblance of choice when there’s no choice at all
Out of stock, the end is nigh
Burn
Body burn
Burn
Now I know this might sound crazy
But I’ve smelled the plastic daisies
And it seems we’ve found ourselves
In hell
Solitude
I have found both freedom in and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
D5 Creation