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This is the last time I’ll whine about how much I’ve worked lately. I promise. Stop sending me hate mail. Stop kidnapping my family for ransom. Stop nailing my door shut. I am aware of the Great World Famine. I am aware of the wars of the world.  Anywho – because of my unhealthy addiction I always tune in to NRK P3 whilst at work. This has severe side-effects, as P3 pretty much plays the same few songs over and over and over and over and over again. That’s why I over the last couple of weeks  could be found strolling around humming and singing to none other than Alesha Dixon – The boy does nothing.  Hit the jump for lyrics and a live performance by Ms. Dixon. I have no further comment.

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It’s been nearly six months, but Brett Dennen is bothering me no more. He’s been replaced by the awesome Boston based band Freezepop. Yes. Freezepop. Song: Less Talk More Rokk. The song is from the 2007 album Future Future Future Perfect.  Some of you may have been, as I was,  introduced to this song by Harmonix and its Guitar Hero II. In fact Harmonix are true Freezepop fans. Every music game they’ve made features a Freezepop song.  (Brainpower in Rock Band -- short but difficult)

Less Talk More Rokk is an awesome song. A synthpop tune with a Happy Feel to it. It’s also a ridiculously fun play in Guitar Hero.
Freezepop website: http://www.myspace.com/freezepop

~ The Lyrics ~

The basement scene is dark and dusty
the musty smell of stale air
cobwebs dangle overhead
people stumble down the stairs

let’s get this party started, yo!
the band are in the corner of the floor
their songs are pretty kick-ass
we’re dancing like we’ve never danced before

The music is loud
the kids are so young
all over the world
they wanna have fun
the music is so loud
it drowns out the talk
all over the world
just give us more rock
the music is loud
the night is so young
all over the world
we wanna have fun
the music gets louder
please don’t call the cops
all over the world
we just wanna rock!

The kitchen scene is damp and sticky
they’re lined up at the keg of PBR
we’re yelling conversations
through the floor you hear the keyboard and guitar

I’m getting kind of antsy
I just came up here to get some air
this isn’t where the music’s at
I guess I’m going back down there

The music is loud
the kids are so young
all over the world
they wanna have fun
the music is so loud
it drowns out the talk
all over the world
just give us more rock
the music is loud
the night is so young
all over the world
we wanna have fun
the music gets louder
please don’t call the cops
all over the world
we just wanna rock!

The basement scene is hot and sweaty
bodies packed from wall to wall
the band are tearing through their set
the encore is the best of all

let’s keep this party going, yo
we’ve got nowhere else to be
someone yells, “less talk more rock!”
mostly unironically

The music is loud
the kids are so young
all over the world
they wanna have fun
the music is so loud
it drowns out the talk
all over the world
just give us more rock
the music is loud
the night is so young
all over the world
we wanna have fun
the music gets louder
please don’t call the cops
all over the world
we just wanna rock!

we just wanna rock!

we just wanna rock!

we just wanna rock!

we just wanna rock!

Every now and then I’ll rant about which song I just can’t seem to get out of my noggin’. There will be lyrics, and most likely my own personal views on the song. If you’re lucky there might even be a fun fact or two. Lyrics are taken from http://lyricwiki.org/ unless stated otherwise.

First song out is ‘Ain’t no Reason’ by Brett Dennen. The song is from his 2006 album ‘So Much More’.
There’s something special about this song. It’s hard to explain. There’s something about his voice, and the calm, relaxing music that makes it awesome. It is very mellow, full of charm and one of the best guitar songs I’ve heard. Simply great. Check out Brett Dennen’s web site: http://www.brettdennen.net
Dedicated to: Thomas “Plomma” Andrews

~The Lyrics~

There ain’t no reason things are this way.
It’s how they always been and they intend to stay.
I can’t explain why we live this way.
We do it every day.

Preachers on the podium speaking to saints.
Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change.
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape,
Cursing my name.

I gotta a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same,
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing,
You can spend your whole life working for something,
Just to have it taken away.

People walking around pushing back their debts,
Wearing paychecks like necklaces and bracelets,
Talking about nothing, not thinking about death,
Every little heartbeat, every little breath.

People walk a tightrope on a razors edge.
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons.
It could be a bomb, or a bullet, or a pen,
Or a thought, or a word, or a sentence.

There ain’t no reason things are this way.
Its how they’ve always been and they intend to stay.
I don’t know why I say the things I say,
But I say them anyway.

But love will come set me free.
Love will come set me free, I do believe.
Love will come set me free, I know it will.
Love will come set me free, yeah.

Prison walls still standing tall.
Some things never change at all.
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all.
Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all.

Working your fingers bare to the bone.
Breaking’ your back, make you sell you soul.
Like a lung, it’s filled with coal,
Suffocating slow.

The wind blows wild and I may move.
But politicians lie and I am not fooled.
You don’t need no reason or a three piece suit,
To argue the truth.

The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go,
Love I try to follow.

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yeah

There ain’t no reason things are this way.
Its how they’ve always been and they intend to stay.
I can’t explain why we live this way.
We do it every day.