FULL CONCERTS FOR THE DAMNED - LIONEL RICHIE - "Chile 2016"
Saturday, December 31, 2016
JUDAS PRIEST - "The Ripper"
You're in for surprise
You're in for a shock
In London town streets
When there's darkness and fog
When you least expect me
And you turn your back
I'll attack
You're in for a shock
In London town streets
When there's darkness and fog
When you least expect me
And you turn your back
I'll attack
I smile when I'm sneaking
Through shadows by the wall
I laugh when I'm creeping
But you won't hear me at all
Through shadows by the wall
I laugh when I'm creeping
But you won't hear me at all
All hear my warning
Never turn your back
On the ripper
Never turn your back
On the ripper
You'll soon shake with fear
Never knowing if I'm near
I'm sly and I'm shameless
Nocturnal and nameless
Except for "The Ripper"
Or if you like "Jack The Knife"
Never knowing if I'm near
I'm sly and I'm shameless
Nocturnal and nameless
Except for "The Ripper"
Or if you like "Jack The Knife"
Any back alley street
Is where we'll probably meet
Underneath a gas lamp
Where the air's cold and damp
I'm a nasty surprise
I'm a devil in disguise
I'm a footstep at night
I'm a scream of the fright
Is where we'll probably meet
Underneath a gas lamp
Where the air's cold and damp
I'm a nasty surprise
I'm a devil in disguise
I'm a footstep at night
I'm a scream of the fright
All hear my warning
Never turn your back
On the ripper, the ripper, the ripper
Never turn your back
On the ripper, the ripper, the ripper
Written by Glenn Tipton • Copyright © Peermusic Publishing
No resolutions anymore. Fate plays trivial games with short time goals. New Year's Eve is a time to reminisce on the triumphs and failures, the exotic dance called life that continues on even though some get lost along the way. This is a time to adjust paths or forge new ones. One never knows where our journey will bring us. Memories haunt like ghosts and often those furthest away seem closest and those who we thought dearest betray our very core. New Years Eve is a time to mourn all we lost and celebrate the possibilities of the new. A brief, obnoxious moment of glaring celebration and existential fuck yous.
Happy New Year!
- VLAD VAMPIRELORD
Thursday, December 29, 2016
“To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already 3-parts dead.”
― Bertrand Russell
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
I Don't Need A Reason
I don't need a reason to dream of beautiful things
In the darkness of the night
Like the essence of the flower petal
Her fragrance dances with me still
Wafting on the cold breeze immemorial
Caressing my cheek as I pass
Lovers alive in the mist and shadows
Frozen in time forever with a passionate kiss
That will never die
Whisper to me of everything that does not matter anymore
Immortality is all I hear
There is just you and I
Within this black cloak of illusion
Days passing into lifetimes
Until we meet again
My forbidden lover.
I don't need a reason to dream of beautiful things
In the darkness of the night
Like the essence of the flower petal
Her fragrance dances with me still
Wafting on the cold breeze immemorial
Caressing my cheek as I pass
Lovers alive in the mist and shadows
Frozen in time forever with a passionate kiss
That will never die
Whisper to me of everything that does not matter anymore
Immortality is all I hear
There is just you and I
Within this black cloak of illusion
Days passing into lifetimes
Until we meet again
My forbidden lover.
“Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them, humanity cannot survive.”
― Dalai Lama XIV, The Art of Happiness
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
DIANA ROSS - "Love Hangover"
Ah
If there's a cure for this
I don't want it
Don't want it
If there's a remedy
I'll run from it
From it
If there's a cure for this
I don't want it
Don't want it
If there's a remedy
I'll run from it
From it
Think about it all the time
Never let it out of my mind
'Cause I love you
Never let it out of my mind
'Cause I love you
I've got the sweetest hangover
I don't wanna get over
Sweetest hangover
I don't wanna get over
Sweetest hangover
Yeah, I don't wanna get over
I don't wanna get
I don't wanna get...over
I don't wanna get
I don't wanna get...over
Ooh, I don't need no cure
I don't need no cure
I don't need no cure
I don't need no cure
I don't need no cure
Sweet lovin'
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Don't call a doctor
Don't call her momma
Don't call her preacher
Don't call her momma
Don't call her preacher
No, I don't need it
I don't want it
I don't want it
Sweet love, I love you
Sweet love, need love
Sweet love, need love
If there's a cure for this
I don't want it
I don't want it no
If there's a cure for this
I don't need it
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
I don't want it
I don't want it no
If there's a cure for this
I don't need it
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet love
Written by Marilyn Mc Leod, Pamela Joan Sawyer • Copyright © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
“Anyone who is in love is making love the whole time, even when they're not. When two bodies meet, it is just the cup overflowing. They can stay together for hours, even days. They begin the dance one day and finish it the next, or--such is the pleasure they experience--they may never finish it. No eleven minutes for them.”
― Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes
Monday, December 26, 2016
GEORGE MICHAEL - "Careless Whisper"
I feel so unsure
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor
As the music dies, something in your eyes
Calls to mind the silver screen
And all its sad good-byes
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor
As the music dies, something in your eyes
Calls to mind the silver screen
And all its sad good-byes
I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know your not a fool
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know your not a fool
Should've known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I've been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
And waste the chance that I've been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend
To the heart and mind
Ignorance is kind
There's no comfort in the truth
Pain is all you'll find
The careless whispers of a good friend
To the heart and mind
Ignorance is kind
There's no comfort in the truth
Pain is all you'll find
I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know your not a fool
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know your not a fool
I should've known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I've been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
And waste the chance that I've been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
Never without your love
Tonight the music seems so loud
I wish that we could lose this crowd
Maybe it's better this way
We'd hurt each other with the things we'd want to say
I wish that we could lose this crowd
Maybe it's better this way
We'd hurt each other with the things we'd want to say
We could have been so good together
We could have lived this dance forever
But no one's gonna dance with me
Please stay
We could have lived this dance forever
But no one's gonna dance with me
Please stay
And I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know your not a fool
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend
I know your not a fool
Should've known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I've been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
And waste the chance that I've been given
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you
Now that you're gone
(Now that you're gone) What I did's so wrong, so wrong
That you had to leave me alone
(Now that you're gone) What I did's so wrong, so wrong
That you had to leave me alone
Written by Andrew Ridgeley, Andrew J. Ridgeley, George Michael • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
“The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the world will know peace.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
Sunday, December 25, 2016
RUN DMC - "Can You Rock Like This?"
If I eat, a little kid, sticks his finger in my plate
I be signing autographs, for three months straight
I got jet-set women, who offer me favors
My face is a thousand lipstick flavors
I be signing autographs, for three months straight
I got jet-set women, who offer me favors
My face is a thousand lipstick flavors
Need a sip of lemonade, I'm a slave to my trade
From all these lights my complexion might fade
Secretary overworked, by a money hungry jerk
Got a letter, answer woman, won't you freak out on my shirt?
From all these lights my complexion might fade
Secretary overworked, by a money hungry jerk
Got a letter, answer woman, won't you freak out on my shirt?
Well can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh huh huh
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh huh huh
Your ears are clogged, your head as hard as a log
My privacy robbed, let me do my job
You funny lookin' slob eatin' shiskabob
You're the reason why my eyes are on the door knob
My privacy robbed, let me do my job
You funny lookin' slob eatin' shiskabob
You're the reason why my eyes are on the door knob
Well can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh huh huh
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh huh huh
Can you rock it like this?
I think I rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that, huh huh huh
I think I rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that, huh huh huh
News reporters, invade my borders
If I think it I will say it, you might have a recorder
And then, uhh-ohh, the nation's in upheaval
Old dating always thinking at me evil
If I think it I will say it, you might have a recorder
And then, uhh-ohh, the nation's in upheaval
Old dating always thinking at me evil
You're stepping on my heels
You're breathing down my neck
I'm not Rodney Dangerfield
So give me respect
You're breathing down my neck
I'm not Rodney Dangerfield
So give me respect
Can you rock it like this?
I, I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that
I, I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
Yo I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh, huh, huh!
Yo I can rock it like that
But can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that, huh, huh, huh!
What it all adds up to, is just one thing
Run DMC is, the king of the swing
And if you mess with us, you'll be a real short liver
You may be big but our bodyguard's bigger bigger bigger bigger
Run DMC is, the king of the swing
And if you mess with us, you'll be a real short liver
You may be big but our bodyguard's bigger bigger bigger bigger
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that
I can rock it like that
Can you rock it like this?
Homeboy I rock it like that
Written by James Todd Smith, Rick Rubin, Lawrence Smith • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group
“Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.”
― Mitch Albom
Saturday, December 24, 2016
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