♫IndieRabbitHole♫: December 2012

Sunday, December 30, 2012

The Dandy Warhols "Get off"

Long Arm - The Branches(HD) WITH LYRICS

BIG THANKS TO TEK(Teknical Development) FOR DIGGIN DEEP AND GETTING ME THESE LYRICS THAT ARE FINALLY NOW ON THE INTERWEBS WOOHOO!!! this track kills.
THE BRANCHES
Verse 1
Far away it's journeys mystic/
Cold air brush the soils, the terrain is the canvas/
Dense canopies, yellow strokes, crimson sky's, hypnotic views it keep you still forever/
Conversation with the clouds of guidance/
This forest of wonder it whispers with the voice of no face/
But true nature, no direction to this place of extreme beauties/
River flows to the rhythm of your every step/
Reflection streams as the mental creates the ripples/
Hugged by these brunches the expression loves,sky cries at random moments, wing creatures they form umbrella structures/
Neon lights they spark a new darkness, transparent soils, marvel like they grounded crystals... the floors of healing/ The grounds of life pure like the clearest of visions, a domain we life exist as wild as you/
Conversations with the branch climbers, leaf eaters, underground travellers/
Walk on waters were the curtains flow the reflection in the mirror it shows nuthin/ This is the place of no judgement death even walks the same path in this zone but it's all smiles/
No fears but the one to exit this place/
Return to realities of mixed expressions/
Seated but now we floating, pure energy, feeling new vibrations/
High times were no smoke it lingers/
We slowly spinning rotational movement creating patterns of self/
Different colours and symbols, signals from the canvas of thoughts/
Environment breaths life in every moment pick the seedling watch it grow from the palms of your hands, your tears dwell/
No desires to leave this place but back to the soils earth bound, looking for the exit/
The heart sinks for the purpose of my new steps/
What was this now disappears/
Waves from circles of life you soon meet again/
Your arms raise, gestured with a smile of many questions/ B
ack to this place boring before you walk the path of new scenes/
Glass is now filled again, flick the lighter now we back tracking..... It now begins/ Verse 2
Burning insides, earths poisons rest the glass that's hidden/ T
wo windows smashed with the impact of deep waters/
Drowning so it seems, I calm down and relies I'm still breathing/
From where I left I now swim aquatic/
Swimming to scale of friendly ocean dwellers/
Sentient life of another but this occasion felt like nuthin here was new/
Tryna find the surface, now just another jewel walking the golden sands of pleasures/ Is this another trap door housed by the content of raw footage?/
The branch of this journey now splits into two/
The method of decapitation, top the head to experience new growth, rapid as the polarities form the inns and outs of a mystical journey/
The forest entrance a spectrum that curse the soul, bleeds emotion/
The force is weak as what was experienced before still boils/
Pure in the blood circulating/
Steering at temper, the smiles are neutral/
Fire in the sky it falls, as it merges as one Maya reveals itself as you/
Forest changes with the sounds of charms/
Life hibernates gone like it was forever missing/
Leafs fall, unmasked itself now remains branches naked/
ORGANIC Verse 1
Tired eyes, broken visions collected masses, choose this way of life smile in the quest of learning/
Burning eternal, inside desires travel the lanes of shadowed pathways/
Cryptic sources, the language of poetry/
Holds the hands of mystic living/
No answers to your questions of life, silence in the vessel/
The crowd riots the sound plays, calm the aura/
Abort the pains with the simple ways of traveling/
Mind states using original method of wonder/
Evolution of self found using lost ways, peace to all/
Love in the cypher flick the switch the craft express the opposite/
Sad ways of hate in the factions of race still exist, egos from the barriers, colours of our skin/ Beyond the material fabrics live the sources of never ending unexplainable existence/
The IS speak connected with my spiritual ways/
The method of mind open to the beauties of living/
Flip sides when I heard the Earth cry, natures raged influenced/
Verse 2
By the hands of corrupted man orchestrated sites of pain/
Look past illusion, the gestures still exist, all around us/
Peace from the eternal love reflection of all/
Smile in the cries of all joys polarities/
Intricate design from the smile, the face of my spliff/
Tek the IS express the voice of silent thinkings/
We our the ONE mind, roaming individuality the journeys of experience, where do you stand?/
Questionable doubts in the answers of quick decisions/
Fractions of the light blink these new changes/
They label the minds if the different crazy or mental/
The jewel is the minds of these people/
Ignorance in white coats unable to understand the clockwork of such intelligence/

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Utagawa Kuniyoshi, Princess Takiyasha summons a skeleton spectre to frighten Mitsukuni

Date: Edo period, around 1844
Technique: Triptych of colour woodblock prints

From a tenth-century legend

Princess Takiyasha was the daughter of the provincial warlord Taira no Masakado who tried to set up an 'Eastern Court' in Shimōsa Province in competition with the emperor in Kyoto. However, his rebellion was put down in AD 939 and Masakado was killed. After his death, Princess Takiyasha continued living in the ruined palace of Sōma.

This print shows the episode from the legend when the emperor's official, ōya no Mitsukuni, comes to search for surviving conspirators. The princess is reciting a spell written on a handscroll. She summons up a giant skeleton which comes rearing out of a terrifying black void, crashing its way through the tattered palace blinds with its bony fingers to menace Mitsukuni and his companion.

Kuniyoshi, the artist, probably referred to an illustration in his collection of western prints to produce this grinning skeleton in all its accuracy of detail.

The legend was also the theme of a Kabuki play. At the time that this print was made the Tempō Reforms had made it illegal to depict Kabuki actors and theatre scenes in woodblock prints, so Kuniyoshi (1797-1861) may have produced this 'historical' version of the story in order to get round the law. Kuniyoshi often used the triptych format (three prints forming a single composition) to dramatic effect, spreading large forms across all three sheets.