Tis a time of the season...

Tis the weekend and ye, schuyler deal of moore-alot, is going to ye powwow at tis fairgrounds. it should be a loyal event, with jesters and good eats. ye, tis me will have plenty offers from young madam's eh??? we will see, be it so, i will not leave unless i have acquired 20 digits!!! alas, at the end, i will face the dragon of the cold and ice, for monday we will be under it's spell and driving will be considered too dangerous. all in good faith though, that we will be safe and sound and have no trouble going to church on sunday. ah, and as of right now, me is eating a reuben sandwich and drinking a rockstar energy. it is time for me to make way, so ye, you kind hearted folk, give yeselves the time of day to make things right in your life. eat well and be merry because we are getting shorter and shorter. embrace your lovers and kiss your children, because sometime soon, we will no longer be able to. ye...

alrighty, so for tonight i want to post on one band who not many know i think. well, not many outside of the uk. they were prominent in the 90's brit-pop scene and are still here today. ladies and gentlemen, here's Manic Street Preachers.



the manic street preachers formed back in 1986 and hail from blackwood, wales. they arose to local fame and became known for their glammed up punk attitude and songs about "culture, alienation, boredom and despair." the original lineup consisted of lead singer/guitarist james dean bradfield, bassist nicky wire, drummer sean moore and rhythm guitarist, richey edwards. during the 90's the band made their prominent mark in music, and released their breakthrough album, The Holy Bible. shortly after this, richey edwards disappeared and has been missing ever since. he was declared deceased in 2008. this tragic event would haunt the band for the rest of their careers, but despite this unfortunate circumstance, they are still making music and touring for the sake of their art.

today you will find the album i mentioned. The Holy Bible is a force to reckon with. the songs blast by with sheer magnitude and the lyrics are of a very personal nature. tis a great record i say, and one not to be missed by ye younglings out there. grab hold of this and bask in the glory of the manic street preachers.


http://hotfile.com/dl/61451468/8150899/M_-_HB.rar.html



I hate purity
Hate goodness
I don't want virtue to exist anywhere
I want everyone corrupt

I am an architect, they call me a butcher
I am a pioneer, they call me primitive
I am purity, they call me perverted
Holding you but I only miss these things when they leave

I am idiot drug hive, the virgin, the tattered and the torn
Life is for the cold made warm and they are just lizards
Self-disgust is self-obsession honey and I do as I please
A morality obedient, only to the cleansed repented

I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer
I spat out Plath and Pinter
I am all the things that you regret
A truth that washes that learnt how to spell

The first time you see yourself naked you cry
Soft skin now acne, foul breath, so broken
He loves me truly this mute solitude I'm draining
I know I believe in nothing but it is my nothing

Sleep can't hide the thoughts splitting through my mind
Shadows aren't clean, false mirrors too many people awake
If you stand up like a nail then you will be knocked down
I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else

I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer
I spat out Plath and Pinter
I am all the things that you regret
A truth that washes that learnt how to spell, learnt to spell

So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything