Why not?





I love:

You.



I hate:

This.




I don't know if you'll read this; I don't know if you'll tell me if you do.

But if I keep trying, maybe you'll start to see just how much I need you...



Remember sitting up til all hours of the morning talking to each other and still not wanting to go...

Remember going on holiday and sending letters home...

Remember every time we've ever held hands, held each other, kissed each other...

Remember all the letters, the bracelets, the red ribbon that you tied round your wrist...

Remember every time I told you I loved you...


That doesn't need to end; and I don't want it to.


Just tell me what you want...



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Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you...

To fix this.

NB

Project Eurasia

Now, I am actually in love with a man named Matthew Bellamy.
He's from a band called Muse.

They have a new album, The Resistance, coming out in September.


However, they are doing what seems to me to be the most coolest thing ever...

One song on the album is called United States of Eurasia, and instead of releasing the song as a single (the first single will be Uprising) they are laying a treasure trail for their fans...

They are planting USB sticks in cities around the globe, which people have to find, upload to the internet, and then solve a puzzle to unlock a new section of the song...


If that's not the most amazing thing ever, I don't know what is :P



Anyway... Yeah, I just had to share that...

Check out http://ununitedeurasia.muse.mu to listen to the first 4 sections of the song.
It's slightly Queen-esque, with the trademark falsetto vocals and some quite classical influences.


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You and me are the same...

NB

Apparently...

It's been a busy week so far.

The show I'm in, Pinafore Pirates, started yesterday, with one of the best opening nights we've had in at least a year... :)

Our band have had our first full rehersal for a while, which went really well considering we'd not practised together for ages...



All in all, things are going well.


Only got one week left at school after this one then we're free... Thank god!
It's been a looooooooong year... though it seems to have gone quickly at some points, when you look back on it loads has happened...

Yeah, it's been eventful.


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They'll try to steal your life
So watch your back...
You're not alone
But you must actualise
The first attack...

NB

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Yeah, my head is a stormy haze,

But I'll be round, I'll be loving you always...

x

MY AMP!!!

I have a problem.

My amp has broken :(


I was playing in the garden yesterday when, without warning, the sound cut out.
Upon closer inspection, it is the distortion channel which is busted.

This means I can no longer play with my scratchy, angry sound.


As I am a greb (apparently) I use the distortion channel more than the clean sound.

This means I am VERY VERY VERY annoyed.

So, there will be less guitar-y type things on this blog for a while, until I get a new one.

:@


It does mean, however, that my bandmate's plea to 'write something a bit softer' may actually happen :P.



But I am still very angry.


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I count the days to find
What was left behind
Only these names I clutch
Will lead me to my home

NB

My World

Came up with a lovely chord pattern that was screaming out for some lyrics, so here they are.

My World

Come to me
Let me be free
Come to me
Show me what it means

To be free…
To be free…


Dream away
A life not worth living
Spoilt anyway
Right from the beginning

Be free…
Be free…


I don’t want you
You don’t need me
I want you
To be free

I want you to be free…


Welcome to my world
Please enjoy your stay
There’s not much to see
But it’s pleasant anyway

Welcome to my world
Please enjoy your stay
There’s not much to see
‘Cause the rest has burnt away


I don’t want you
You don’t need me
I want you
To be free
To be free
To be free
To be free…


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NB

Optical Illusion

Probably won't fit to the riff of the same name on the LunarC page, but I think the title is more suited to this than that.

Optical Illusion

Open your eyes
You’re walking blind
Blind to the world
Your apathetic mind

So much more
That you can’t see
Keep your head down
And follow the routine


Like the unspoken voice
Like you don’t have a choice
Like the unspoken voice
Like you don’t have a choice


One man at the top
And hundreds below
Stick to what you know
They lead; you follow

Do you think
They really care?
Does it matter to them
If it’s fair?


Like the unspoken voice
Like you don’t have a choice
Like the unspoken voice
Like there isn’t a choice


Like you don’t realise
Like you don’t see the lies
Like you don’t want to know
Like you follow the flow

Too expensive to continue; too expensive to turn back…


Like their unspoken voice
Like they don’t have a choice
Like the unspoken voice
Lie, they don’t have a choice.


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NB