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Miracles Don't Grow On Trees (R.'s S. Review)

So as many of you little 'uns have heard, Razia's Shadow has finally made its debut via the Forgive Durden full album stream, listed here. As a forewarning, I'm going to be critiquing this "musical" quite harshly. Don't get your panties in a bunch if you absolutely adored it; rather, I should say the lot of you found it "amazing". That's what everyone said. It's amazing. Yes. Maybe if all you've listened to is the sound of your toilet flushing, I guess it could be considered amazing.
No bias intended, Shawn's part was the best. And you all know how much I love to berate the little worm, so me saying he actually did a good job is quite monumental. Well, he's not very little, fatty's been packin' on the weight. No, he's not fat, he's just husky.
Anyway, I was saying how I thought he did the best out of the entire album. That Spider and the Lamps song wasn't terrible, but what I thought the rest of the songs lacked was actual character differentials. Meaning, the voice actors sang like it was for a Christmas pageant - bleak, flat, and no intonation to distinguish between their assumed character and their real selves. It was a total snooze fest!
By the time stupid "Doctor, Doctor" came around, I was near Zzz's. That King Malkia, or whatever he tried to call himself, annoyed me to no end. The high-pitched whine was not befitting on a fat ass king. Not to mention the lyric-writing was amateur at best. I am not at all saying that I can write decent lyrics, but that's what I give "artists" credit for, and I found absence of decent lyric writing skills in this album.
Let me get to my point. The only song that caught my ear was "Doctor, Doctor". Harris managed to stretch his voice range to the deranged, lunatic and yet ingenious doctor and I think he did a damn good job, leaving every other pretentious collaborator far behind. I almost feel bad that the whole album's peak is not until the second to the last song, so that the listener had to endure that entire torture before hearing something soothing to their ears (Ew, who'd of thought that roach could ever be used in the same sentence with soothing?).
I'd try to end on a good note, but Ada-DIE-us proved that love does NOT in fact conquer all. Thus my mood was a bit off. Let the "blog fights" begin.

Spare Me Your Lectures

I know, I know, I'm deeply sorry I've missed so many days... hell, weeks of posting. I haven't been busy, but I haven't necessarily cared, either. Blame PMS, I think. Not been the cheeriest of the Cherrios as of late, but perhaps blowing some steam here will help me gain my feet.
A friend of mine sent me a video of a documentary, I won't name it here, because the angst-y, melodramatic fifteen year-olds with their bird's eye shot pictures will watch it and exploit it grossly to their stupid lemming friend's via Myspace. That I will not stand for, not by my doing, anyway. Thus, I will only describe what it covered and let you google the summary.
This video told the history of "religion" in its first segment. It broke it down, all the way back to the beginnings of recorded transcribing, and made a very interesting chain that fed through all the religions I've ever heard of and connected them via that chain with the same list of characteristics. Now, I was under the impression that all religions had similarities, but to the point of extremity this author delved into was shocking. It shook me, physically, and spooked me spiritually. I was never the one to go to church or to say my prayers at night, but I never ranted about disproving religion, either. I say to each their own, let their religion be the guide to their life so long as they did not push it onto others of a different belief (as rare as that is).
Another segment of this video discussed the 9/11 conspiracies and the lies America told about them. That was hard to hear. I do not consider myself anything but a citizen of the U.S., and as such, I feel a subconscious bond to this country, rooted through my feet from my heart through the hearth into her old historic dirt. However, I do not believe that our government rules with a caressing right hand. Rather, I believe they use a caressing right hand, and behind their back they hold their secrets in the left one. In a gist, my opinion on America is that it had, and still has the potential of being a strong, united and noble nation, but the crooked and lustful people running it are too stupid and thirsty for the taste of wealth and power to run it wisely. Call me unethical, I call you ignorant. I do not ever denounce my allegiance to my country, I announce my allegiance to my country and break away from what our country has become.
Perhaps you still following my spiral-like writing have shed a tear or shrugged me off as a loony, corpulent hag, trying to write my way into the hearts of those who favor liberalism off the fact that it's the cool thing to believe in. I would hope you understand my polihttp://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6270766029598452737tical view and I would hope you wouldn't read this blog assuming I jump band wagons.
The big theme of this documentary was America turning disaster into profit. That saddest thing about that statement, as much as I'd hate to believe that, I do. I see these shows with their premises getting dumbed down season by season, I see the celebrities being idolized for their "perfect" bodies and open sexuality and talent-less egos, I see the musicians surrendering their initial morals to gain the popular favor, and then I throw up a waterfall of sadness via my tear ducts. And my examples were the virgin examples, my examples did not dive into the "terrorist attacks" that were staged to initiate U.S. warfare to sponge the money out of America like... well, like a sponge in a water bucket.
I need to stop now, I need to get my glasses on. I would enjoy to hear responses, I would enjoy that very much. To know there are the intellects out there besides Jed and I. Oh, and for the record, McCain doesn't like the intellects.

Jed's Inspirational Thought of the Day

"Adversity is the diamond dust with which heaven polishes its jewels"

 -Thomas Carlyle

The sky bully is the source of all our problems. I knew it, and Tommy Carlyle proves it!

No one likes adversity. And no, it is not another form of the word advertising (though it almost had me for a second there, because I am a conspiracy theorist who happens to believe that subliminal advertising is the source of all our problems and it causes obesity and laziness, but anyway).

You see, the man upstairs likes to throw lots of curve balls at us. BUT, why would he do that if heaven loves it so much? Totally unfair, right? Heaven loves adversity because its got a use for it.

Well all I can hope is that since I've gone through so much advertisement...I mean adversity...that he must be preparing me for a lifetime in that place in the sky, shining pretty things with it. Everyone who goes through great trouble...it's okay! We're only prepping for paradise!

So with that in mind...if you have an easy life, you're fucked. You have no practice with the diamond dust, and you're not gonna know how to do so. Ergo, your ticket to heaven has been denied.

Jed's Inspirational Thought of the Day

"After climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb."

-Nelson Mandela

My teacher in the 5th grade read us that quote once, and I remember thinking, "I'm an American. We're the most advanced country, don't we have machines to flatten those hills into flat land?"

And indeed, we liked to flatten land for a long time. Flatten it and just walk right on over. But that's just lazy, and even though my granddaddy said it takes just as much effort to flatten a hill as to walk over it, I was always skeptical.

Well, granddad (rest his soul) would be ashamed of our tendency today to simply walk around the hill. Or blame it on terrorists. Or rock music.

Jed to Earth.....terrorists haven't figured out how to drop hills yet. And neither have musicians, though they're probably pretty darn close now.

This She-Devil Is "Darn" Stupid

I am in utter disbelief as I watch (not live) the debate between the VP's which took place earlier of today. Watch for yourself, this sickness.

One thing I fully agree with Biden on is the point of laying off international aide, when our country is falling apart at the root. Not at all saying we should withdraw out help from everywhere, but I think we need to pay America a little more attention.

But back to the devil, I cannot stand the way she stares into the camera, as if her glassy, icy Alaskan eyes are going to persuade me to vote for a smiling old goat and a breasted bastard. How dare she try and tell the people of America she knows what it's like to be in middle class, ho, I know you had the lifestyle of the rich and famous, without the famous part. The Republicans must run off how many upfront lies they can tell in a day, the more that come spewing out their lipsticked mouths, the faster they can click their heels and say "Darn right!".

If this wasn't the biggest reason to vote Democrat, those few unbelievers must be deaf.

Jed's Inspirational Thought of the Day

"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams"

  -Eleanor Roosevelt

Oh, I look up to Ellie like no one else. She was a strong woman, a maverick of sorts (I'm not sure many people would ever have thought to call Eleanor a maverick, but it seems that term is just tossed around. if some hag out of Alaska who likes nothing but guns can be a maverick, then dammit, Ellie can too!).

But this got me to thinking. Maybe America's problem isn't JUST the economy or JUST the war or any combination of any problems which the presidential candidates are mentioning.

Maybe it's that we don't dream enough.

Americans get, on average, a lot less sleep than most places. We're busy working and making a living so we can earn money and buy things, but dammit America, what about dreams?! You think our job market is bad, imagine what the American sand men are going through.

So what do I propose? Well why don't we have siestas like many South American and European countries do? Sure, they need them because it's too hot to work, but what about our dreams? They need our time too! And if we all dreamed more, maybe we could follow them, and guess what? Yeah, Ellie is right. The future would be in our hands.

I solved that problem fast. Maybe I should run for president. 

Hey McCain, my V.P. pick would beat yours!