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After the Beep
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And the night was gone...
mood music new age jazz i
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porn music for the insane
Take away the array of bombastic pop songs, separate them from the ugly noises and you end up with this; mood music from heaven. furiousBall doesn't just create music, he shapes it. By drawing a bit from jazz, a bit from funk, drips from reggae and then mixing it up, furiousBall moulds his music around his own personality rather than someone else's. There is a singular touch to furiousBall's songs that captivate, regardless of one's previous musical tastes. Soft, gentle and very atmospheric, furiousBall insists on making music that speaks to the heart and soul rather than just the head. Inspiration comes "from anything really The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein, the funny way someone laughs, Kurt Vonnegut books, Kurt Cobain, the way my son laughs or some graffiti under a bridge somewhere. If you only let music be influenced by music," he says, "you're not creating art you're a parrot." [vibewire.net article 11/1/03 by Sukrit Sabhlok]
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#18,608 today Peak #51
#4,027 in subgenre Peak #5
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furiousBall/Woof
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2003
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June 01, 2005
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MP3 4.7 MB 128 kbps 5:06
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Tonight I saw a good friend of mine For the first time in twelve years I tried to start a conversation But everything I said Seemed to come out in reverse. (Speaking quietly) No one can hear me (Speaking harshly) No one can like me (Speaking normally) I don't know how to do that (Speaking at all) Makes me feel too... What happened to my life? I tried to make amends For the things that I'd done But it was obvious to me That our brotherhood was gone Wish I could understand A little more of how he felt But he just turned away Acting like I'd said nothing at all Sometimes I think that I Don't know anything at all... We ate together, anyway At least we were in the same place I guess that some things always change Later on the room was rearranged. We watched a show I guess that's why we were there. No helloes No goodbyes Staring in our chairs. Wondering If I should try A small remark Or two Or hide. At nine o'clock The light went on He got his meds And so did I. He was led off To his room, And I to mine. And the night was gone...
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