Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for May 18, 2009

I’d call that lazy, myself…

heavy metal + hardcore punk = metalcore

My wife likes to do her own screaming.

I have a friend who likes to watch violent Japanese cartoons when she’s in a a bad mood: no matter what kind of day you’ve had, the characters are having one worse.

Lol, I guess there’s another section they’ll have to put in music stores. My question is; can they slice and dice music any finer? Even, System of a Down, is considered mainstream nowadays. Like Billy Joel sang, It’s still rock and roll to me.

I prefer ambiecore myself (hardcore pitched down 50%)

Isn’t ambiecore another name for elevatorecore?

we’re Arabs without faith, we’re Africans without rhythm, we’re Americans afraid to tell the world we love ourselves. we’re Brazilians who can’t dance, we’re Britons without eccentrities. we’re Westminster in weekend clothes, capitalism counting loose change. we’re modernism, decadence and soft colonialism.  we don’t believe in ideas, not on their own, though sometimes we try to prop up a flaky one with another. we’re cities without history, we’re small towns without a future, we’re hobo clowns looking for any gag in seven-million kilometres of wilderness. howl, and howl again. we’re born with a stamp of emptiness; we grow old and die still with emptiness to spare. we’re Asians without tranquillity, Canadians without a memorable flag, passengers of any nation who forgot to get off the train and just kept on going. we hate ourselves but still we keep on going.  keep the show on the road, eh, mate? we’re dust and flies, we’re mud and mosquitoes.  we love our furry animals.  at least the ones not yet driven to extinction. we’re proud of something.  can ya remember, Bluey?  we’re forty thousand years young and pissing it all away. yeah.  we’re the Australians, baby.

docT you may not get angry but you ARE mad :-)

I used to use the soundtrack to “The Crow” when I was angry enough to wish I could rip a phone book apart. If I was at my normal annoyance levels with the last track on the disc, I had gotten my therapy listening to crunchy guitars and Henry Rollins screaming his lungs out. If I found myself freshly wanting a phone book, I’d need more than the music to soothe my savage breast.

burgundy2–“The Maple Leaf Forever”-at least it got us into a neat song. Thanks plight. Aussie can’t be that far gone to write a song like that. G’day mate! We’re all in this together.

doctorToon- you may not be angry any more, but whoever hears you may be!

Personally, loud music makes me angry. Years of listening to mall music, boom boxes and loud- cars- that- shake- the- house- with- their- bass- when- they- drive- by will do that to you.

Heather Alexander’s “March of Cambreadth” doe it for me.

http://www.heatherlands.com/seafire/pages/audio.html

Scroll down th the “Midsummer” album and click the link.

Crank the volume and have something to drum on.

I scream for ice cream!