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remembering tibak-ish days
June 21, 2006Menger posted something not too long ago about Hoobastank’s Born to Lead and how it reminded him of good ol’ tibak days…and suddenly I began to remember those days, too, and how it was all fun and scary and invigorating all in one.
And three more songs came to mind. 
The first is one of my favorite tracks off Incubus’ A Crow Left of The Murder album (hmmm actually they’re all from this album) — Talk Shows On Mute. It’s not a very obvious activist song, but it does have a lot going on between the lines hehehehe.
The next one would be Megalomaniac, which quite obviously has currents of activism in it, and which made Menger no longer like Incubus as much as he used to hahahahaha — because it reminded him of those…dark days. (Oops sorry menger!)
The last one…Incubus fans would probably have guessed this by now…is Pistola. My pen is a pistola. What could be more obvious? And I can relate to that line too, (and I’m sure you can, Menger!!!) I was a student writer and activist. Oh yes. The good old days of ranting and raving at the Admin, writing flaming words and painful truths!
I do miss it sometimes. 
Pistola
on the tip of my tongue
an offensive is poised and rearing
my intention: a bullet
my body: a trigger finger
and my pen is a pistola
they call me a fear, fear you,
yea my pen is a pistola
my secret arsenal
is an infinite, ageless inkwell
it’s a fountian of youth
and a patriot’s weapon of choice.
and my pen is a pistola
they call me a fear, fear you,
yea my pen is a pistola
on the tip of my tongue
an offensive is poised and rearing
my intention: a bullet
my body: a trigger finger
yeah!
and my pen is a pistola
they call me a fear, fear you,
yea my pen is a pistola
It may not have too many lyrics, but it sure does get the message across.
show me how to love you
For lovers of classical music, here’s a beautiful piece from the one and only Sarah Brightman, featuring Jose Cura. This is one of my really favorite tracks to listen to, especially when I’m serenity-searching. Hehehe.
Just Show Me How To Love You
SB:
Tu cosa fai stasera?
Rimani ancora un pò
sarà quest’ atmosfera
ma non mi dire di no
Per farti prigioniero
qualcosa inventerò
ma che bisogno c’era
di amarti subito un pó
JC:
Questo giorno è una pazzia
ma la luna è amica mia
se ti resta un sogno da buttare via
soli in mezzo a una città
Solo amici e poi chissà
Poi non basta mai
tante cose da dirsi
e baciarsi e capirsi e stringersi
poi non basta mai
si fa tardi ma dai
dove corri a quest’ora?
SB&JC:
Just show me how to love you
Io non ti lascio più
gabbiano di scogliera
io sto una favola e tu?
Just show me how to love you
SB:
Fame o febbre o quel che sia
mi ci sento a casa mia
dentro questo sogno da buttare via
non mi sembra vero ma
sembra un’altra la città
JC:
E non basta mai
tante cose da dirsi
e baciarsi e capirsi e stringersi
e non basta mai
é già tardi ma dai
dove torni a quest’ora?
SB&JC:
Just show me how to love you
E ci ridiamo su
gabbiano di scogliera
ma dov’êri nascosto’
dov’êri finora?
SB:
Tu cosa fai stasera?
ci ridiamo su
magari un’altra sera
ed è già domattina
e la luna la spegni tu!
Being in Italian just makes it all the more soothing. Even though I don’t understand Italian. LOL. I’ll be uploading it in my Multiply site soon, so other can share in the beauty of this song. 