People are always pigeonholing Rob as metal, and he's a popular fixture at ozzfest. I've watched his career for a long time and while there is a strong metal influence, I think he's a crossover with early punk, straight up hard rock and really in his own category 🎉
Been listening to her since the 80’s. just happened to be looking for any video footage from the old days on here and you popped up. I was like no way someone is reacting to cb. Thought this was going to be some kind of “what happened to cb” kind of video. Pleasantly surprised. Yeah I’ve burned through cassettes and cds of this band many times over. All the albums are good. Still in Hollywood, bloodletting. Take me home is a real hair stand up on your arms feel it in your soul kinda song. Will keep watching your videos to see the rest of the album. 👍
This is the only full CD I have posted and didn't realized it was so sough after, no regrets. I'm surprised it's lasted this long here, enjoy it while we can :)
Living on the 110 Four sharing one tent Can’t afford no rent Forgotten by the government Feels like a life time Stuck and struck down Waiting for the right time Running out of luck now And it’s damn shame See it from the fast lane Living in the jungle Tent city struggle You drive by see the family camped out By the underpass You got your blinders on You want to hit the gas Living on the 110 There’s no end to the poverty Stopping me You pretend there’s democracy Hypocrisy This is the reality Living on the 110 There’s no end to the poverty Stopping me You depend on democracy Hypocrisy This is the reality I lost my home So I roam wherever And my belly’s on E And I gots no cheddar Life gets no better And my plate is empty And my mind is hungry Ain’t got no penny Sidewalk sleepin Trying to keep on breathing The hopeless pray Trying to keep believing A ghost you’re seeing Left behind by the system You can see me southbound on Exposition Living on the 110 There’s no end to the poverty Stoppin me You pretend there’s democracy Hypocrisy This is the reality Living on the 110 There’s no end to the poverty Stopping me You depend on democracy Hypocrisy This is the reality You better hope and pray Living on the 110 There’s no end to the poverty Stoppin me You pretend there’s democracy Hypocrisy This is the reality Living on the 110 There’s no end to the poverty Stopping me You depend on democracy Hypocrisy This is the reality Hope and pray Hope and pray Hope and pray You better hope and pray Hope and pray Hope and pray Hope and pray It might be you some day
So that’s why it just went up in flames. Makes sense when you hear the lyrics… someone’s making a statement on the tent city under the 110? Idk just my take lol
Can you see like a child? Can you see what I want? I wanna run through your wicked garden Heard that's the place to find you Cause I'm alive So alive now I know the darkness blinds you Can you see without eyes? Can you speak without lies? I wanna drink from you naked fountain I can drown your sorrows I'm gonna burn Burn you to life now Out of the chains that bind you Can you see just like a child? Can you see just what I want? Can I bring you back to life? Are you scared of life? Burn, burn, burn Burn your wicked garden down Burn, burn, burn Burn your wicked garden to the ground Can you feel pain inside? Can you love? Can you cry? I wanna run through your wicked garden Heard that's the place to find you But I'm alive So alive now Out of the dark that blinds you Can you see just like a child? Can you see just what I want? Can I bring you back to life? Are you scared of life? Burn, burn, burn Burn your wicked garden down Burn, burn, burn Burn your wicked garden to the ground
Somebody's shouting Up at a mountain Only my own words return Nobody's up there It's a deception When will I ever learn? [CHORUS:] I'm alone here With emptiness eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And whispering pictures of home Wondering blindly How can they find me Maybe they don't even know My body is shaking Anticipating The call of the black-hooded crow... [Chorus] I'm alone here With emptiness eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And taunting with pictures of home Here in this prison Of my own making Year after day I have grown Into a hero But there's no worship Where have they hidden my throne... [Chorus] I'm alone here With emptiness eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And screaming out pictures of home
Track Listings 00:00 Roxy 04:37 Violent 11:23 When I Was A Fool 16:14 True, Part III 23:40 Tonight 28:42 Valentine 32:17 Your Llorona 37:24 Take Me Home 42:06 Inside/Outside 48:17 Fried 53:22 Angel 1:01:11 Memory Concrete Blonde is Johnette Napolitano on vocals & bass Jim Mankey on guitar Harry Rushakoff on drums Group Therapy was released in 2002
Genial no conocía esta cantante. Pero me ha enamorado sus canciones Poe. Una de las voces más hermosas que he escuchado y los instrumentos que los demás artistas tocan muy épico 😎❤️🖤.
@@govtdiss_missiles3616 How great it's beautiful the same, her voice is unique. I am very sorry for what happened to her with the evil record companies and companies that ruined her career, Poe would be well known and the more music she would have made, she makes real music and art would have the recognition deserves today
Bummer Dude! I know the feeling, my ex-roommate, meth-head, stole my cd player, a $600 Sony bookshelf set up, I got it for $20 at Salvation Army, the tape player didn't work, but like I ain't gots no cassetes anyway.
