That Pisses me Off, Part IX

Ok, I think we all know what regetton, or however the hell that blasphemous word is written, is...but Im gonna tell you anyway just in case someone doesn't know about that... plus it gives me more chance to talk trash. Reaggeton, or however the hell that blasphemous word is written, is shit made music... no no, it's vandalism, promiscuity (the wrog kind of promiscuity, IF there is a good kind), machism, more vandalism, a lot lot lot of shit and stupidity made into music, IF that can be called music at all. You may think "and why, oh why, is this dude thinking that regetonn, or however the hell that blasphemous word is written, is not music", and I'll tell you why.... The broadest definition of music I could find was "organized vibration", or "a form of art that involves organized and audible sounds and silences".... see that? ORGANIZED!
Well you know what, I just proved that I am wrong, reegaetonn, or however the hell that blasphemous word is written, IS organized... every single one of the artists of that kind of "music" got organized into using the same beat for each and everyone of their songs; a very repetitive, dull and not very original bass beat.
Moving on we get to the lyrics... It pretty much resmues to "Im cool 'cuz I kill if someone looks at me the wrong way, I fuck everything that moves and I drink so I look cool when I do the first 2 things", unless it's a "don omar" song (who chooses that name? damn!) and it'll go like "I love her and I fuck her, but she is my best friend wife and I am terribly deppressed for fucking her; BUT I do not plan on stoping because it just feels too good".
You might be supreised by how much I know about reagetoon, or however the hell that blasphemous word is written, but my bro is a fucking fan... and I say "fucking fan" because he fucks to that "music".

Moving on, and closing on the subject because I think it got a bit long, I really loathe this "music" because in my opinion, and I hope at least one of you support me on this, it has led to a stepback in the evolution of the human mind, to a growth in the general stupidity of the cultures that listen to it, and BIG ASS increase on the birth rate... in my country at least; and what can one expect? How do you think people would behave when the media tells them that whats "fashionable" is whatever those songs talk about?
Im not saying that heavy metal, hard rock, or whatever I like is better or just the best that there is; I'm just saying that riegaettom, or however the hell that blasphemous word is written, damages society and it should cease to exist.
Like I've said before, I respect everyone tastes, but the right to talk trash about what I dislike is mine and mine alone, this is, after all, a free country... mostly...

Damn... just typing reagguetom, or however the hell that blasphemous word is written, is disgusting.

Lyrics?... k...
HEAVY METAL THUNDER
Lyrics: Anchang/Speed Star Sypan Joe/Samurai W. Kenjilaw
Music: Anchang

Bukiyou no mama ja ikite yukenai
I BELIEVE HEAVY METAL POWER
Kuso majime na dake ju nani ka tori nai
I BELIEVE HEAVY METAL POWER

Taikutsu na yoru ni, omae wo yobu koe
Kiken na hodo ni, mitsumete
ARE YOU READY TO ROCK!

HEAVY METAL THUNDER! HEAVY METAL THUNDER!
Ikite iru, ikite iru kara sakebu no sa
HEAVY METAL THUNDER! HEAVY METAL THUNDER!
Uete iru, uete iru kara hoshii no sa
HEAVY METAL THUNDER

Moyashi no omae ni wa, koitsu ga iru no sa
I BELIEVE HEAVY METAL POWER
Nanjaku na karada ni wa, toge to kusari wo
I BELIEVE HEAVY METAL POWER

Naki koto nante, kikitaku mo nai
Koutetsu no sokute ni, dakarete
ARE YOU READY TO ROCK!

HEAVY METAL THUNDER! HEAVY METAL THUNDER!
Ikite iru, ikite iru kara sakebu no sa
HEAVY METAL THUNDER! HEAVY METAL THUNDER!
Uete iru, uete iru kara hoshii no sa

HEAVY METAL THUNDER! HEAVY METAL THUNDER!
HEAVY METAL THUNDER!
HEAVY METAL THUNDER! HEAVY METAL THUNDER!
Moete iru, moete iru kara sakebu no sa

HEAVY METAL THUNDER!

That Pisses me Off, Part VIII

We have all seen and laughed with the "I must be emo" music video/flash/thing.
I recently saw that it was posted in youtube.com so I saw it again and I laughed again... and then it happened, one of the comments was form an emo kid and was something like "why do you make fun of us", "we have feelings" and crap like that. Now notice that I just used the word "crap"... do you know why I used it? I'm gonna tell you.
I am a heavy metal-hard rocker-head banging guy; and the head bangers have been made fun of even before you emo kids even existed! People have made fun of head bangers since metal exist; because of the long hair, because of the glam bands, because how noissy metal is, how bad metal band trashed hotel rooms, how quickly ther marriages ended, how many times they went into rehab... and what did head bangers did when people laughed at them and made fun of them and were not taken seriuos? Did they sint and cry? Did they cut themselves? Did they log into myspace.com and wrote about how shitty life was? NO!
Now lets put aside the music preferences and let us comepare the emo kids with me, ok? ok...
They say thay have problems with theis fathers. Ok dude you know who have had problems with his father? me... I even had to duck a fist once ok? And I'm glad my mom was there to stop us 'cuz we might have hurt ourselves badly... No kid... you don't have problems regarding your father, I have.
They say that people reject them. You don't know what rejection means untill you have lived what I went through in Caracas boy, not even my own mother would talk to me. Althoug I have to say, in your defense, that I've always been a loner by choice, so it didn't afect me that bad.
They say that people make fun of them. People make fun of me and my frineds can back that up, but what do I do when people make fun of me? Do I cry? Do I cut myself? No... I enjoy the moment and make fun of myself; the is nothing more stupid than to take oneself too seriously, you should make fun of yourself.
They say they are missunderstood and that nobody cares for them. I know for a fact that when people try to understand emo kids, the emo kids just walk away... I don't know why... maybe so they can go on saying that nobody understand/cares.
I think I made my point clear...

SO, children, this eight entry of my most famous "That Pisses me Off" is, as you already saw, to the emo culture. Im not againts emo music, although I think it's mediocre and sucks, and I am not against liking emo music... I am agains that idiotic way of living in wich you spend your days:
- Trying to convince everyone, even yourself, that you can and will commint suicide, when the thing that you fear most is death... specially your own.
- Self inflicting injury.
- Crying about everything that there is on this good earth.
- And so forth and so on...

Tune in next time, for "That Pisses me Off, Part IX... reaggeton"

Lyrics? Hell Yeah!
Children of Bodom
Hate Me!

I was born in ashes of molten hatred
Raised by demons in abodes of the dead
The Reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path
Wrecked by mangled wounds of life
I have become become the resurrection of the Evil one
'Y know that I don't fucking care if I live or die

I need a bishop preaching fire to get away with my sins
I despise everything I see so I don't give a fuck if ya hate me

Ain't got respect for humanity
Never lived or wanted immortality
The Reaper's shadow I fall upon to obscure my path
Every day I'm being battered up until I bleed
You motherfuckers just leave me be
Ya could never give me cure for the pain I feel inside

Led by the Reaper I walk in the night
Show me the way to yer kingdom come

I believe in Armageddon, I've been baptised in alcohol
I'm enbodyment of Antichrist
I'm living for my own demise

Pink

Let's say that you have a big ass jar filled with paint, say it is red paint... and you are very happy with it, cuz it's so red, so shinny; I mean, red is a nice color, it's not my favorite, but it's nice. If I had to chose red I'd go with a deep, crimsom like red... so, you go arround in life with your big jar of paint and one day you see that it got mixed with white paint. How did it happen? You don't know and you don't care, it just got mixed, and now you have pink paint.
When it comes to the subject of me, I don't like pink; It's not because I think pink is for gay people, or emo kids... it's just not red enough, I like dark colors and pink it's not a dark color; at least not the pink I know of.
So you are kindda cool with your new paint, but... It's not red, it's pink... shit, someway you got fucked! I mean pink it's like red, but not quite; so you go on and try to forget about it and you walk for a while holding your jar, but then you look at it and then you remember... IT'S PINK! And you like your jar of paint, after all it's yours, but sometimes you feel unconfortable with it, yet getting rid of it it's not an option; IT'S YOUR FUCKING JAR! And you like that jar, it's just that... it used to be red... anyway I'm gonna leave now and leave you with this cool lyric, 'cuz that thing I just wrote.... damn!...

sex MACHINEGUNS
Soko ni Anata ga
Lyrics: Anchang

wagamama to iwarete mo, wagamama to iwarete mo...
wagamama de mo kamawanai. boku wa, kamawanai.

dare ka ni sugaritakute mo, dare ni mo aisarenai.
usotsuki to iwarete mo, usotsuki de mo kamawanai.
shinjirarenaku natte mo, yasashi sa wo naku shite mo,
boku wa sore de kamawanai. nani ga okite mo...
ima, anata ni chikazuku. kanashimi no umi wo koete.
soko ni, anata ga iru nara, aruite yukeru.
soko ni, anata ga...

koko ni ite mo ii desu ka...
koko ni mo boku no ibasho wa nai. koko ni wa, anata ga inai kara.
aisowarai ga nigate de, mawari michi wo shite kita.
sonna ni boku ga warui no ka...wakaranai.
ima, anata ni chikazuku. kanashimi sae dakishimeru.
soko ni, anata ga iru nara, aruite yukeru.
soko ni anata ga iru nara.

hate! dou shite ii no ka, wakaranai?
pain! boku ni mo, wakarimasen.
no hate! know pain?
demo, koko ni ite mo, wakarimasen.
no hate! know pain?
sagashi ni iki nasai. kuri kaerazu. soko ni, soko ni...

zankoku na shinjitsu ga, kono sekai no higeki.
mayowanai. nani ga okite mo kowaku wa nai.
soko ni, anata ga iru nara...

nani ga okite mo,
kono yubisaki de furetai. nikushimi sae uketomeru.
soko ni, anata ga iru nara, aruite yukeru.
ima...anata ni...
soko ni anata ga iru nara, aruite yukeru.
soko ni, anata ga...soko ni, anata ga iru nara...

hate! pain!
no hate! know pain?
no hate! know pain?