wub wub wub

think you know skrillex?
you have a stupid haircut, dick face.
i will bet you a whole post, you don't know shit about the wub wub king.

i'm not going to preach about dubstep, and the fact that i think it sounds like something is going horribly wrong with my phone, or the noises you get when you press too many keys on your computer mixed with the kind of bass that's going to alter your heart rate.

i am, however, going to show ya'll a little thing about skrilly.


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little lion man

why it's taken me this long to listen to the whole album, i'll never understand. this is right up my alley-- sad sack music with a beautiful voice and occasional banjo.
seriously... what have i been doing with my time?
oh, right. that. heh.

sigh no more is quite possibly my most favorite album at the moment. since i've been treated to something called viking metal (wtf, i thought vikings died thousands of years ago) and dubstep lately, i thought i'd treat my ears to something with less wub wub wub and ancient nordic languages.

i have been sorely mistreating them as i have now learned.

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currents

hi.

it's me, the phantom. i like to drop by every once in a while and tell you what's going on. today i got a haircut. tomorrow i'm going to cuddle with mr. ffh.

whatever.

anyways, kids. get your scream gear on because alexisonire is on the docket and i am in love love love with them all over again. my inner angsty teenaged self is loathing life and digging the screaming. why i haven't gotten into metal is anyones guess. huh.

i even bought tickets to their farewell show in december. that's right, the very first time i'll ever be seeing them is the very last time they'll ever play.

i feel old, fuck.

-- ffh

10. burn first - alexisonfire
9. gangnam style - psy
8. roses - outkast
7. crisis - alexisonfire
6. boiled frogs - alexisonfire
5. madness - muse
4. get fighted - alexisonfire
3. this could be anywhere in the world - alexisonfire
2. my first song - jay-z
1. no transitory - alexisonfire

'... so this is what they call another endless night; so tired of believing if this is wrong or right. i think this cause is lost, i wish that i could sleep-- i feel like some kind of shadow another slave to the week. imagine if we lived under the weather, we would never be found, never discovered. if everything goes wrong, if it's one more endless night, you'll know there's always tomorrow. and tomorrow... you'll know there's always tomorrow.
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