Proof that lewd and lascivious ragtime music will lead you to the darkside.

*promote

The poem is very odd, but I think it's about one man's tranquility and peace gained when he has some time to himself to do things (if others saw) some might consider repugnant and distasteful. He is able to meditate into an "alternate" state to appreciate the small bit of quietness gained from the "loneliness".

In this instance he likes to dance naked, in the morning when his household is at peace (all is well). Though others and himself find his body ugly to look at, he is able to see past this and appreciate form and function (he is a doctor after all). But, he hides it still as the curtains are "drawn".

But, he knows what a simple thing this is and it gives him comfort. He knows what solace is for a person and why he needs it; from time, to another time... But, the (his) darkside and loneliness is there. Is he scared of losing his family? Loneliness is a form of solace, BUT without Kathleen & the baby...them...sleeping in that room -- it's madness not solace; the dance is over.

The song seems to be a counterpoint in some ways to this in that their (Hurt or the writer of the song) solace IS being with who they love.

It's really humorous to me to see SFPD's undercover cops. They just don't fit in, ever. Even when these messengers of the darkside are trying to get protestors to "incite a riot" so they can tase & arrest everyone, everyone knows who you are. I know you're reading this. FUCK YOU.

The other humorous thing about them is most of the drugs in the Tenderloin (like bad, bad stuff - OCs, methadone, heroin, crack, meth) are peddled a block away from the police station and it seems like every once in a while they'll try to nab a whole bunch of people but for the most part that entire block is overlooked by the entire police department. Why is that?

Best Robot Chicken Episode Ever. They put a hell of a lot more thought in to this one than any of the others. Funny how that turned out. "Blue Harvest" and "Something Something Something Darkside" where damn good but "Its a Trap!" fell on its face. The first 2 Episodes of the Robot Chicken where meh but one the 3rd they nail it. Still it needed more Garry.

HA! This video has my current "adult" client in it, starts at around 18:30, I work for "the darkside of porn"!!. Gawd I hate this sort of crap, dramatic cords, ominous voice overs, such bullshit.

>> ^RedSky:
Couldn't agree more about emphasising more simplistic and iconic character design. It's bad enough in singleplayer games, but it's even worse in multiplayer. I feel a lot of developers really need to take a leaf out of the Team Fortress 2 art design philosophy. There is just no way that identifying pixelated figures from a distance especially with the woefully low resolutions on consoles is fun by anyone's standard.


You mean to tell me that you don't absolutely love killing your own team members because they were only a slightly different shade of brown than those of the opposing team? Oh but wait, the developers know their characters look confusingly similar so how to they solve it? Red and green name tags that follow you around, take up the whole screen and make it impossible to take cover and not be seen. "Oh hello, I have my boot sticking out from behind a pile of wrecked cars, yet you know can tell I'm here because MY NAME IS A BIG NEON SIGN BLARING SHOOT HERE!!!"

That's why I always liked Team Fortress and Unreal, Blue and Red, no mistakes, no need for identifying your opponents with huge fucking marquees, you just have to shoot who ever isn't your color.

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I'd be more interested in Gilmour, but I've already seen Waters in concert on his Darkside tour, so I'm not particular

*rocknroll *music *british

>> ^Payback:
>> ^crillep:
Why is it that atheists preach more than anyone?
Spirituality is personal, so if you need to push your belief or nonbelief onto others than you are probably seeking confirmation for your own thoughts.

Oh fuck off. Atheists react to your type's bad-acid-trip religious mumbo-jumbo with facts and observations.
That isn't "preaching".


I call bullshit on your sir. As an atheist, I have to admit that the one thing that will keep me calling myself an agnostic in public, is the general attitude most atheist fervently display. I really disdain how most atheists will call Christians out describing their beliefs as "bat-shit crazy" or the like only to turn around and say "I hate when Christians try to force their beliefs on me".

My favorite part about most atheists by far has to be the fact that the vast majority of us do not have even the faintest TRUE understanding of how these "LAWS/FACTS" of science work. Even if we do have a good understanding on a few of them, it takes a rare individual to grasp the understanding of the majority. Therefor, almost all of us are still dealing with FAITH in regards to our reasoning for atheism.
Religion in any form is an act of faith.

Questioning ANYONE'S faith is dangerous and usually leads to anger and anger leads to the darkside. (sorry could not resist.) Lets just suppose for a moment that all of a sudden GOD descended from the sky. While most Christians would be happy enough in their affirmation, their would be a few that felt the need to make sure you knew just how wrong you have been. Your natural instinct would be anger towards this person. Not because your they were right, but because they felt the need to point out that you were wrong. That does not make you a bad person, it just makes you human. SOOOO now turn the table. EVERYDAY we are discovering some new and interesting scientific observation, that you and I see as an affirmation in the lack of divinity. Some will make sure to point these facts out to those that practice religion, trying to reassert just how wrong they are to believe in there god/gods.
So I beg to differ on your opinion that it is not preaching.

Just keep your thoughts on creation and existence to yourself, unless it is asked or it encroaches on your well being. If you choose not to, then you are truly no better then the nutbar zealots we love to point our fingers at.

I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes y'all!
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brothers done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, cuz its sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-
Cide, my thoughts to guide,
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend rakim
Spread the word, cause I'm in
E-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly,
But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You cant solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone thats thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And Ill put you in a mood or is it a state of
Unawareness? beware, its the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain't stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiending for a microphone, Im the microphone fiend...

After 12, I'm worse that a gremlin
Feed me hip-hop and I start trembling
The thrill of suspense is intense, your horrified
But this ain't the cinemas of tales from the darkside,
By any means neccesary, this is what has to be done
Make way cause here I come....
My dj cuts material....
Grand imperial.
It's a must that I bust any mic youre hand to me,
Its inherited, its runs in the family
I wrote the rhyme that broke the bulls back,
If that dont slow em up, I carry a full pack.
Now I dont want to have to let off, you should of kept off
You didnt keep the stage warm, step off!
Ladies and gentleman, youre about to see
A pasttime hobby about to be
Take it to the maximum, I cant relax see, im
Hype as a hyperchrondriac cause the rap be one-
Hell of a antidote, something you cant smoke
More than dope, you're trying to move away but you cant, you're broke
More than cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up need to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture chamber
One on one and Im the remainder!
So close your eyes and hold your breath,
And I'm a hitcha wit the blow of death
Before you go, you'll remember you seen
The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend

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Darkside is were I'm commin' from all alone,
strangeling niggaz is fakin' on the microphone,
cuz I've bin around and I'm a be around again,
who is it? The black nigga that they call Ren,
Won't be brackin' on a nine dubble M,
my still talk kids turn tricks and you sticks n' stones,
so say wuzz up to my niggaz on the sidewalk,
but all my black the jack so I can night stock,
cuz carry a big stick for niggaz that never shot
beabe gall alwayz talkin' 'bout the trigga, just to get
payed and make it all routin, if I crack pop they runnin'
form tha scene'. There's to many recordz out that ain't
sayin' nuthin', and fake az radio stations ain't playin'
nuthin', sh*t gotta get back, it's time to MC, to many
new niggaz ain't sure like L.B.
I wanna be L and only care from the crean.
Aposse like a bit*h they get put it in the magazine,
get away - french, you ain't right all, you ain't the
source. Niggaz wanted to get with me, but your sh*t was
horse. Ploakin' in my cliss the warz for competition.
If a crit nigga hang around they get a listen.
Try to peep in my note book, but lost a leg. Got
paralised neck up from what you read, a mad scientist...

Weak az niggaz keep I.N.S, but who can come and fade
the mad scientist. I've bin away from the public, cause
I am a enemy. with the black peane disappear like Houdini.
God of the univers I control your soul, shaking niggaz up
from the bottom of the north pole. In my double S four

fifty four with my size ten still towe showe to the floor.
It's simple, don't wanna make it complicated, cuz ya
simple minded niggaz might get frustrated, with ya bang-
bang boogie, cuz Ren heard enough, cuz niggaz don't come
with the funky stuff, that I used to hear in 83 and 84,
when sh*t had to be hardcore, ciminal minded,
you've bin blinded, I'm lookin' for some sh*t like that
but can't find it, 6'n the mornin', police at my door,
niggaz don't make that kinda sh*t no more, sippin' az
niggaz make way, cuz Ren don't play that shit, I'm screamin'
mayday, a f**kin' mad scientist...

Sneaky, sneaky is how I creap up on ya, I clear my throat
and then I drop bombz on ya, now be onest did ya think
the villain releit knew niggaz come out get out the work,
that I put in, figure the pin and I write to the hands feels
of the writes
shit down and dirty you were swear these apetaitis. I be creating
wut ya body longs for and fake az niggaz this is who the song's for,
a mad scientist, but I won't make a frankers dine, I just write
a rhyme, now I blow ya f**kin' mind. You can't follow this I did'nt
leave a sitch, you can't fool the 5 procent that means tray repesentin'
I'm wokin' up light and livin' civilized, the messager elaise yo,
they opened up my eyez. And the B boyz stand on my throne in black
niggaz scared as hell because the villain is back from the sinner
of the earth I'd makin' way like a goffer, nigga by my self, I'm
takin' over, on a mad scientist...

Glad you like it!

In reply to this comment by Crosswords:
Nice! Would you know there's actually four raccoons in that suit.

~may the force be with you If you only knew the power of the darkside.
In reply to this comment by kronosposeidon:
I'm on a Star Wars kick, so here ya go:

http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j24/neptunetitan/crosstrooper.png

Nice! Would you know there's actually four raccoons in that suit.

~may the force be with you If you only knew the power of the darkside.
In reply to this comment by kronosposeidon:
I'm on a Star Wars kick, so here ya go:

http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j24/neptunetitan/crosstrooper.png

I don't--never have, never will--get this. I love Floyd; Darkside should clearly be in any respectable top 10 desert island albums. I also love the deviousness and creepiness of the Wizard of Oz story and folklore. But the mashing is totally lost on me. I mean, other than tangentially at best ~4:00, can anyone point to how the music and video match AT ALL here? Or in any other part of this fabricated nonsense?