- One Dream At A Time -

Boredom strikes on one that doesn’t deserve it

Ripping through the chest of a girl who cries

Tears fall upon the ground like rain

Destroying the soil with every drop

Creating a bevel on each step

One foot controls your fate

The other holds the secrets of life itself

As the child walks the flowers die

Every petal dropping like flies

The air it smells like death

No more freshness for the world

Banishing the souls of those who cant think

Down in the darkness of a cave we don’t go

Unknown to the world as hell

Birthright of our very own faith

Blinded by the book we put our hopes in

Killing our kids upon the alter

Blood turns into wine

We drink from the very same cup

Personality disorders drunken on gifts

Falling from a higher place

But not looking up to see where I have came from

Going back on the words we promised

Never taking the toll

We look upon the young to serve us in the future

It's looking less of art and more like disturbed thoughts

So we will take these letters and we will make them count

Each hand comes before the other

The other is not as important as the last

We will kill each other in our sleep

One dream at a time

- Lifes Road Map (new poem)

We have died

Driven to the past

Without any guidance

Taking the wrong fork

Giving up our soul along the road

We traveled further then we have before

Making this out last trip

Looking for those gates

As pearly as they may be

We get lost along the way

Searching anything to make sense

Making excuses to believe in a book

A hidden set of eyes

Looking upon you

Waiting to believe

Learning from words miss read

Taking another soul

Crowed control

Dead language

Unheard of excuses

Misguided advances

Unholy holiest

Died

Dead

Gone

Alive

- Turn Off Your Radios, And Listen To The Music -

“You know you tried but you cant say no. They only love you when you lose control. Its like the world waiting for the new sensation on the next generation sideshow.” - Sideshow by Villebillies

      Music is something we all know. It's like an international language. No matter where you are from music can express feelings to those that don't know what true feeling is. Music as a whole has been a huge part in my life. Apart from my grandfather, music has made me who I am today. Tho I don't play music and nor do I sing, I am still a part of music. So where do you stand in this movement?

      The sounds of music have been around since man can remember. Since the first caveman picked up a bone and bashed it against someones head. The thud from that beating made a sound. Even animals make music. You can hear a bird chirp and sing its own little song. Even the rain can make a nice calming sound that can be music to some. Or the waves crashing upon the shore at the beach. Music is everywhere. You just have to know when to listen.

      Music comes in all different styles. No matter what it is there is a fan. Many people out there play music and have their own band. Some of those artist aren't good at all, but no matter how bad they are there is someone out there that likes the music. Noise to some is music to others. As John Lennon once said in a Rollin Stones interview. 

 

“I don't mind people putting us down, because if everybody really liked us, it would be a bore. You've got to have people putting you down. It doesn't give any edge to it if everybody just falls flat on their face saying, "You're great." We enjoy some of the criticisms as well, they're quite funny; some of the clever criticisms, not the ones that don't know anything, but some of the clever ones are quite fun.”

      Where there is art there is criticisms. No matter where you go in your life there will be that one person to put you down. But like John said if everybody liked them it would be boring. So there will be at least that one person that hates your music. But don't give up there. Keep following your dream. Just like the lyrics I posted up top the world is waiting for the new sensation. So do what you love and challenge the man. Don't conform to the radio. Yeah that will bring in money and money is good but where is the love.

      Where is the love? Most of the famous “artist” has lost all heart. They do it for the money. I can't get behind that. The artist that still have that heart, that drive, that passion, that love is some of the most amazing artist around. The Beatles where a huge band, and they still sell albums today. This is a group that challenged the way we think about music. With songs about a girl in the sky, or a guy claiming he is a walrus. But now we have artist that talk about ass and titties, and big booty bitches. But there is still hope out there. Still artist who have the drive to actually make something they love. Something with heart. Something people are missing.

      I am not saying that you are all wrong. All I am saying is open your ears, open your minds, and just listen. It wont kill you to try something new. Artists are always trying something new. I know I have talked about The Beatles in the post a few times but they are a great example of what I am talking about. Look at their history, and tell me that they didn't make music for the people, music that they love. As I said before that there will always be fans, and non fans. As I finish this post up I want at least one of my readers to try a new band. To sit there and listen to the lyrics and the music. To find that heart that I was talking about, and post it below. That is your homework. Now get to it. I will leave you with words from another band. Just take the time and listen.

-Chris -
“There ain't no tricks on the way I fly. Got to move my pride aside. Everybody dancing to the same old song. Got to move on, move on.” “Pride Aside” - Villebillies