Music is war. This is the sound of a stubborn sea-goat that endlessly claws at the cultural norms that make life suck. Chuck Rees’ internal explorations result in ambitious, melodic popular song with a sometimes quirky edge.
We are born into a world of predefined roles and duty. Once we take on a role, we are given a new identity that with time becomes easier to mistake as our own. We become so entwined in a web of necessity that we fail to discover our true purpose. Mannequins Breathe is a symbol of an autonomic state of living stripped of its humanity.
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Friendship is like a flower. She was born and flourished smooth. ____||___________________________||____ ¯¯¯¯||¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯||¯¯¯¯ ღﻬஐ♥ ...........♥ஐﻬღ♥ღﻬஐ♥ ...........♥ஐﻬღ
Friendship is a proof of confidence, or born our greatest secrets. I wish you a very good day HUGღﻬஐ♥ Your friend♥ஐﻬ ღ ♥ღﻬஐ♥ GENTIAN..♥ஐﻬღ ____||___________________________||____ ¯¯¯¯||¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯||¯¯ I wish you a weekend full of pleasure !
To shorten the wait until our next album, we'll be releasing a couple of remixes and other B-side tracks on our website and needless to say on MySpace!
Can you believe that “this” is the 8th anniversary of that tragic day, 9/11?
I thought rather than heaping you with praise -however well deserved - I would share this poem with you. With respect. Ninure da Hippie http://ninure.tk
Memories of 9/11
I will never forget the pain Or the visions that linger In my mind, stirring Pains of a different kind Than that of a normal broken heart, And the tears that flow Forever in my soul, iridescent, Illuminating these memories Solidifying into permanent Residents of my heart For each of the victims, Loved and lost and for those left behind To grieve in the wake Of rising dust encompassing their world Like an apocalyptic Moon, Bad moon rising on that day before noon But heroes emerged and compassion surged Through our nation, like love through the veins Of an ever-loving heart That will never forget
Sorry for not having been in touch awhile - been rather busy! Just wanted to say that your valued friendship continues to be appreciated. Have you checked out my MySpace and web site (www.faberoptime.com) recently? Oh and did you subscribe for my free newsletter (using the form on site at page right - high quality, low quantity, no spam!)? You might also like to take a look at some of my vids on my YouTube channel too! www.youtube.com/faberoptime Take care and keep in touch. Best, Faber. "Just a guy trying to make the world a better place."
We just released a new 8 song home demo CD online for free, for fun.
You can download it here: http://demokidblog.wordpress.com/2009/06/22/demo-kid-free-cd-download-2009/
Pass it around to friends. Blast the pod and see ya around. Cheers from Chatham Ontario. Includes 'Another Stupid Love Song', Our Little Secret'. DEMO KID
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