We want our sound to go into the soul of the audience, and see if it can awaken some little thing in their minds... Cause there are so many sleeping people.
quote by Jimi Hendrix
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Is It Purely Coincidental
Is it purely coincidental,
Those of like minds...
Come to find themselves at odds,
Because it is disbelieved...
Their minds can not be that connected,
To agree?
And even if blinded by a similar insight,
They refuse to see themselves...
On the right side of day,
After sleeping all night...
To awaken with the same craving,
With a wish to fulfill familiar appetites.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some people act as though art that is for a mass audience is not good art, and I think this has been a very negative thing. I know that I have wanted very much to write books that are accessible to the widest audience possible.
quote by Bell Hooks
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Turblence
A face in my night time dreams
No disruption could stop
So deep I cannot awaken
The face I see
With eyes so intent,
Are the eyes which I am taken
They look for me...
And there I am
A smile appears
It fills emptiness in my heart
Though I am asleep
Taking away my fears
I may see your captivating face
For a long time
Tossed around in turbilence
In a lost and stormy sea
Still sleeping fitfully
Not to awaken
Your face is one I 'love'.
I'm sleeping
Im dreaming
In my prayers, I ask? peacefully
Let me survive.
poem by Howard Johnson
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I don't know if it was the whole audience getting stoned out of their minds getting ready for the Floyd thing or what it was, but it was like playing to a painting.
quote by Les Claypool
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Captivated Is The Audience
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
'We're concerned about the little people.'
Says one sent to speak and represents sleaze.
'Those people' who initiate wickedness...
To leave it and deceive.
Those who use treachery to bleed the Earth.
And yacht about with venom dripping,
From privileged mouths.
Are about to be themselves seized with grief.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And this has been made clear,
To every aspect that makes life a possibility.
When leechers perceive and believe,
They are more powerful than that which has created them...
Captivated is the audience that witnesses their demise.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And captivated is the audience,
That witnesses their demise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Is This 'Thing
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their eyes to peep.
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their minds without sleep.
What is this 'thing'...
That's kept discreet and people sneak.
And whisper about on tip toed feet.
As if a significance will lose substance,
If this 'thing' hit the streets and leaked!
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their eyes to peep.
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their minds without sleep.
What is this 'thing'...
That's kept discreet and people sneak.
And whisper about on tip toed feet.
As if a significance will lose substance,
If this 'thing' hit the streets and leaked!
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their eyes to peep.
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their minds without sleep.
What is this 'thing'...
People sneak around that's kept discreet.
What is this 'thing'...
That takes over and rules.
What is this 'thing'.
Accepted but not 'cool'.
What is this 'thing'.
That sets both mood and attitude!
What is this 'thing'.
That makes the people very rude.
What is this 'thing'...
That makes a drooling fool brood?
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
That makes a drooling fool brood?
What is this 'thing'.
That makes the people very rude.
What is this 'thing'.
That sets the mood and attitude!
What is this 'thing'.
Accepted but not 'cool'.
What is this 'thing'.
That takes over and rules.
And confuses delusions.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
That confuses delusions.
What is this 'thing'.
That confuses delusions.
What is this 'thing'.
That confuses delusions.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Terrible Night
In the sweetest moment
of the night,
when sleep and dreams would
relieve and encompass
conscious thoughts.
I heard a sound.
I was awaken by the sound.
The sound came from the
door and it was lighter than
the tick of the clock.
I rested on the wall.
Hugged myself with a
preambulating heart
that has refuse comfort
because of the quiet sound.
The sound came again.
This time it was rapid.
Sinking me deep in fear,
enveloping me with goose pimple.
Suddenly, the sound stopped.
I stared at the door,
awaiting my fate.
For the night is still young and
deep within i long for dawn.
I waited.
There was nothing. Every
thing was quiet, too quiet.
Except sound from my beating
heart and tickling clock.
My eyes were wide open.
I focused on the door while
my thoughts move to and fro
my past and present deeds.
Oh Lord i cry, forgive me.
Time passed by.
The cock crow, immediately
i had a staggering courage.
I walked slowly to the door,
with immerse fear, i opened it.
With great sigh, i was relieved
though i had lost my sleep.
All this while, i have been
denied a good night by my
neighbour's dog, who was
found sleeping close to my door.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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For What It's Worth
[Originally by Buffalo Springfield]
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
song performed by by Rush
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For What It's Worth / Mr. Soul
buffalo springfield
For what it's worth
Stephen stills, 1966
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me i got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
song performed by by Neil Young
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Born To Rocknroll
If music be the food of love then play on
Lend me your ears as I lay down this song
Youre touched by the feeling-its hard to control
Let me tell you people
I was born to rocknroll
Some people want to fight- some people want to fly
Others live for pleasure-even do or die
Some are born to power-try to save a soul
Let me tell you people
I was born to rocknroll
It may sound a little absurd
But I was born to spread the word
Got the music in my soul
I was born to rocknroll
Some people are born to money
Privileged all their days
Never had a problem-never had to pay
But I dont have a doubt about the feeling in my soul
Let me tell you people
I was born to rocknroll
It may sound a little absurd
But I was born to spread the word
Got the music in my soul
I was born to rocknroll
(instrumental)
It may sound a little absurd
But I was born to spread the word
Got the music in my soul
I was born to rocknroll
It may sound a little absurd
But I was born to spread the word
Got the music in my soul
I was born to rocknroll
Born to rocknroll
I was born to rocknroll
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Nights
Who said
Nights are
For sleeping?
They are for
Poetry-writing!
The whole day
I wait for them
To come to me.
They always
Choose nights
To come and
Awaken me!
These poems
Have a mind
Of their own!
Having the
Topsy-turvy
Routine of
Sleeping in
The day, and
Waking all night
To make poets
Moan!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Dazzle To Daze Those Awakening
There is nothing like a dose of truth,
To awaken the stubbornness...
Of a sleeping done,
Wishing to snooze through life.
There is nothing like it.
There is nothing like a pinch of salt,
That comes to sting a wound...
Healing on the effects of sugar and spice.
And all things created 'should' be nice and sweet.
While those homeless and hungry suffer,
From visions of living their reality living in the streets.
As those of gluttony and greed tease others,
With a taste of their theft with an acquired laziness kept!
There is nothing like a dose of truth,
To awaken the stubbornness...
Of a sleeping done,
Wishing to snooze through life.
There is nothing like it.
There is nothing like witnessing,
The dawn come shining through to blaze...
And dazzle to daze those awakening.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sound of war
...
Bum! Bum! Bum!
Sound of war
it's like the roaring of a lion
I the jungle.
Sound of war
It's like flash of the lightening
Sound of war
It make people lose their strength
Sound of war
It make people to run to and fro
Sound of war
Um...
Sound of war
make people hopeless
when there is hope
Sound of war is cruel
Because it make people shudder
It make people suffer, shudder shiver, cringe
And due before they die
Sound of war
Oops!
Ouch!
Phew!
poem by Ejalonibu Abraham
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When I look out at the audience at some of our shows, I think we are reaching a younger audience... I see lots of people in their 30s and 40s, but I also see a lot of people in their young and middle teens, and that's definitely reassuring.
quote by Alex Lifeson
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One mind awake can awaken another, The second awake can awaken their next door brother. Three awake can awaken the town By turning the whole place upside down. Many awake can make such a fuss That they finally awaken the rest of us.
quote by Helen Kromer
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Being on Oprah? You realize that there are a couple of types of audience members. There are like the cult people in the audience who are just crying before she gets on. And then there are the people who are playing it cool. I definitely was somewhere in the middle.
quote by Genevieve Gorder
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Playing in front of an audience was just such a turn-on for me, and you have 200 people in the audience and it's like doing live theater. And filming something that goes to millions of people several weeks later, it's an interesting dynamic.
quote by Jenna Elfman
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There Is Nothing Like An Invited Crisis
There is nothing like a crisis,
To crave to munch as a breakfast treat.
There is nothing like an invited crisis,
To awaken and greet...
The first thing in the morning,
From a night of attempted peaceful sleep.
People are obsessed with new threats and conflicts.
Instead of getting up daily and praying with a gratefulness...
People seek to be irritated by anything that upsets.
Suggestions given to those living to complain,
Is never taken as a positive change to a way of life...
They argue to keep the same.
Routines loved that limit habitual activities...
Will always feel a threatening done,
By anyone giving advice that will ultimately please.
People are suspicious...
If someone appears to have their happiness unrestricted.
'They just 'act' like that 'cause they aint got nothing else to do.
If I had time to waste like they have...
I'd be happy too.'
There is nothing like a crisis,
To crave to munch as a breakfast treat.
There is nothing like an invited crisis,
To awaken and greet...
The first thing in the morning,
From a night of attempted peaceful sleep.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But I always communicate with the audience. I never pretend like I'm just in my bedroom making a track. The whole point of doing a gig is, like, a feedback thing between you and the audience.
quote by Tom Jenkinson
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Soul Traveler
Who am I?
Why am I here?
Why is it these questions now appear?
I've moved along
never questioning before
what will happen to me?
What will be in store?
I sit and think
that I'm on the brink
of something that's hard to explain.
I contemplate the mysteries of life
which always do remain.
Do I know my future? Most certainly not.
But there's one thing I'm sure of.
It's what I've got.
I have a soul
that knows me so well
that wherever I am, wherever I dwell
will be far and beyond
this place I'm in.
For I'm a soul traveler
and so are you.
So together we'll travel,
together we'll view
all of the places where it will seem
that what we are living is just a dream.
My soul will awaken me
when it's time
and higher and higher
I will climb
to experience the wonders
of who I am.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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