Paj!

Untitled Hidden Track by Joss Stone ---- He shares my blood He haunts my soul Will he ever know? Ever know? He's cutting his own skin?! He's my...Brother Come straight from my mother He's stronger than He thinks he is Let Him Know Let Him Know I pray to God, won't he help him? Does he deserve this? I don't know... At times he comes across selfish But he AIN'T A BAD PERSON! (This I know) His lies, his cheats! His stealing Makes me cry... He's simply lost his mind, Lord! I'm asking you Lord Will you help him find it? Oh, it's sad "Find a will, you'll find a way" I live by that each and every day And if you were to listen to the words I sing Writing this was harder than you'd ever think You got a heart! You got a mind! You got a soul! (and your eyes are kind and your eyes are kind your eyes are kind) And if you were to listen to the words I sing Writing this was harder than you'd ever think

It can be. It's actually perfectly feasible. I dislike/never got the attraction of WWE, so I'm obviously not going to like a sig based around that. And when (I think) Ant_Shimmin had an amazing one by Fresh, I rated it lower cause it had a footballer in it. 8/10, Daft.

9/10 Funnier everytime I see it. Like you pondering why we exist.

I dl'd them since I was curious, but not wnough to buy them. Birtney's is surprisingly good, but it's much less driven by her as a person (as her last one was*), and more just dance beats rushed. However, it's top notch. *That being said, everything is relative. She's hardly a credible artist... J.Lo's is ok. Few good tracks.

Yeah. Realistically, I believe Jesus was a preacher whatever, but that it's generally way exaggerated.

QFT : peace:

I feel DC has produced the standard in comic cartoons. JL and JLU was excellent, and I enjoyed Batman TNAS and Beyond. Never been a Superman fan so I nevr really bothered with his cartoon.

That's why I hate disaster movies.

As a child, Batman : The Animated Series Now, Batman :The Animated series.

I hate how radio stations don't play real music. i shrieked when Forth one had an "underratede music hald hour" when they played BJORK!!!!!!!!!! and Bat for lashes. Jokes on a plane.

Why the 3rd person? It makes me want to slap you with a kipper. ---- Alien: Ressurection - Special Edition Maybe it's better because of the specialness of the version I just watched, but it's better than I remembered. Certainly better than the third one. If only the third had better effects, it would edge this out. 8/10

It's not that simple. It's not dying I fear, I fear the fact that theres nothing that we can comprehend afterwards. It's the one thing that we amazing superior species cannot think comprehend. Maybe the size of the universe too.

Aliens 10/10 One of my favourite ever films. One of the besr line in a film ever. Alien 3 "Special" edition 5/10 - Alien 3 Theatrical Release 7/10

I'm afraid I can't help thinking about it, and I've analysed myself loads to try and work out why I'm so scared of it. I don;t know why. I think overly much. I muse. I'm creative at heart, and have a vivid imagination, but at the same time I'm scornful of half/fals truths. I don;t beleive in God because I can't. There is no God or anything for me, simply because thye do not exist. It's like saying Hogwarts exists because it's in a book. However, I have the ultimate respect for religious people. They know they're going somewhere better. I'm left haunted by something that is unfightable and unstoppable.

Death is incomprehensible and my brain hates that. It's my worst fear and is the most terrifying thiing ever, what's next. The thought that no one will be here is possibly the scariest thing I've ever thought of, except my own death.

I dl'd Blackout by Britey Spears, out of curiosity (see how the press influences people..). It's a surprise actually. It's very overproduced dance pop, but it's acceptable. I mean she's obviously not at her singing "peak" so it's a good effort. I don't think it's worth buying, for me. It's mildly enjoyable though.

I think we're all racist to an extent. It's not intentional in my case, but I know it's there. Not anything liek crazy murderous thoughts, but yeah. I prefer being honest. I don't make racist comments with any intent behind them you can tell.

And you rate Transformers? Biggest crazy I've ever seen! Superman was ok-good. It actually inspired awe in me at a few points while in the cinema. (When he chases the plane down to earth) Transformers was the opposite. I didn't care for the source material, and I generally hate robots that are unbeatable and have no reason to be on earth at all. At least the Terminators are beatable, and are actually evil, unfeeling humans that are actually scary. *leaves*

She had talent.

*rocks back and forth i na rocking chair* What a laugh.

I don't often write poems, and I don't have to hand, but I find Joanna Newsom's song lyrcis to be like poems animated. *brace yourself, the song is like 10 minutes long* Monkey And Bear, written and performed by Joanna Newsom Down in the green hay Where monkey and bear usually lay They woke from a stable-boy's cry He said; someone come quick! The horses got loose, got grass-sick! They'll founder! Fain, they'll die What is now known by the sorrel and the roan? By the chestnut, and the bay, and the gelding grey? It is: stay by the gate you are given And remain in your place, for your season And had the overfed dead but listened To that high-fence, horse-sense, wisdom... Did you hear that, Bear? Said monkey We'll get out of here, fair and square They've left the gate open wide! So My bride Here is my hand, where is your paw? Try and understand my plan, Ursala My heart is a furnace Full of love that's just, and earnest Now; you know that we must unlearn this Allegiance to a life of service And no longer answer to that heartless Hay-monger, nor be his accomplice (that charlatan, with artless hustling!) But; Ursala, we've got to eat something And earn our keep, while still within The borders of the land that man has girded (all double-bolted and tight-fisted!) Until we reach the open country A-steeped in milk and honey Will you keep your fancy clothes on, for me? Can you bear a little longer to wear that leash? My love, I swear by the air I breathe: Sooner or later, you'll bare your teeth But for now, just dance, darling C'mon, will you dance, my darling? Darling, there's a place for us Can we go, before I turn to dust? Oh my darling, there's a place for us Oh darling C'mon will you dance, my darling? Oh, the hills are groaning with excess Like a table ceaselessly being set Oh my darling, we will get there yet They trooped past the guards, Past the coops, and the fields, and the farmyards All night, till finally: The space they gained grew Much farther than the stone that bear threw To mark where they'd stop for tea But walk a little faster And don't look backwards Your feast is to the East, which lies a little past the pasture When the blackbirds hear tea whistling, they rise and clap And their applause caws the kettle black And we can't have none of that! Move along, Bear; there, there; that's that Though cast in plaster Our Ursala's heart beat faster Than monkey's ever will But still; They have got to pay the bills Hadn't they? That is what the monkey'd say So, with the courage of a clown, or a cur Or a kite, jerking tight at its tether In her dun-brown gown of fur And her jerkin' of swansdown and leather Bear would sway on her hind legs; The organ would grind dregs of song, for the pleasure Of the children, who'd shriek Throwing coins at her feet Then recoiling in terror Sing, dance, darling C'mon, will you dance, my darling? Oh darling, there's a place for us Can we go, before I turn to dust? Oh my darling, there's a place for us Oh darling C'mon, will you dance, my darling? You keep your eyes fixed on the highest hill Where you'll ever-after eat your fill Oh my darling, dear, mine If you dance Dance, darling, and I love you still Deep in the night Shone a weak and miserly light Where the monkey shouldered his lamp Someone had told him The bear had been wandering A fair piece away from where they were camped Someone had told him The bear'd been sneaking away To the seaside caverns, to bathe And the thought troubled the monkey For he was afraid of spelunking down in those caves Also afraid what the village people would say If they saw the bear in that state; Lolling and splashing obscenely Well, it seemed irrational, really; washing that face Washing that matted and flea-bit pelt In some sea-spit-shine, old kelp dripping with brine But monkey just laughed, and he muttered; When she comes back, Ursala will be bursting with pride Till I jump up! Saying: you've been rolling in muck! Saying: you smell of garbage and grime! But far out Far out By now By now Far out, by now, Bear ploughed 'Cause she would not drown: First the outside-legs of the bear Up and fell down, in the water, like knobby garters Then the outside-arms of the bear Fell off, as easy as if sloughed from boiled tomatoes Low'red in a genteel curtsy Bear shed the mantle of her diluvian shoulders; And, with a sigh, She allowed the burden of belly to drop like an apron full of boulders If you could hold up her threadbare Coat to the light where it's worn translucent in places You'd see spots where Almost every night of the year Bear had been mending suspending that baseness Now her coat drags through the water Bagging, with a life's-worth of hunger, limitless minnows; In the magnetic embrace Balletic and glacial of Bear's insatiable shadow; Left there! Left there! When Bear left Bear Left there! Left there! When Bear stepped clear of Bear Sooner or later you'll bury your teeth

Lol It was both rushed and annoyingly lacking in text. I was going to put the "American Doll Posse" logo on, but it would be painstaking to cut and paste from the album cover, and all the fonts I have are shite. 7.5/10 It's good/i mildly like it.

I'm always one to jump to GA defence. I find that they have more substance than many of their contemporaries, but it's only found in few and far-between tracks. I'd like the cover if the chorus packed some punch. lol @ "Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me" in that high, sweet tone. Wheatus for me.

They're alright. I bought "Boys For Pele" and "From The Choirgirl Hotel" by Tori Amos today. Love them both. I'm on a craze for Tori Amos.

Hmm. I'm keeping my vote. If Sanchez has tricked us, we'll know he's bad.