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Fathers have big responsibilities. Soft fascination transforms into deep feelings of hate and fear towards him. I guess that was something subliminal I dealt with about the crime of life.

Precious Things

Subliminal stimuli (literally “below threshold”), contrary to supraliminal stimuli or “above threshold”, are any sensory stimuli below an individual’s threshold for conscious perception. You got to run tall. Imagine everything you want to do can be done, effortlessly or with a bit of energy, concentration and time.

Musicians when they prepare for a gig need something to warm up: a bottle of wine or maybe another psychotropic drug like purple stank. I met a girl once but I don’t remember when and how. Her nickname is like the empress Elisabeth of Austria.

She is Greek and has a beautiful smile. She hangs out with persons who have deep thoughts like “WTF where is my shampoo?” And then the telephone rings: they are Englishmen in New York. Or maybe lost children in the river of tears.

I Love Your Smile

“Cissy Strut” is a 1969 funk instrumental by The Meters. Released as a single from their eponymous debut album, it reached No. 4 on the R&B chart and No. 23 on the Billboard Hot 100. The Meters recorded a follow-up, “Sophisticated Cissy”, which was included on the same album. The song was also featured in the 1997 film Jackie Brown.

The A.V. Club called the song a classic deeply rooted in New Orleans music tradition. New Orleans R&B and funk band The Meters formed in 1966 with a line-up of keyboardist and vocalist Art Neville, guitarist Leo Nocentelli, bassist George Porter Jr. and drummer Joseph “Zigaboo” Modeliste.

Robert Christgau had a positive review and called Ziggy Modeliste’s drumming “the secret” adding “it’s almost as if he’s the lead.” After a label shift in 1972, the Meters struggled to return to the charts but their pioneering funk sound gained the respect of such legends as The Rolling Stones and Paul McCartney.

They also played an influential role as backing musicians for other artists, but eventually disbanded in 1977. Nocentelli explained to Gibson.com that he penned this song to replace their traditional opener. Said Nocentelli: “There was a club on Bourbon Street. This is before The Meters, man. We used to play Top 40 stuff. And most of the bands, all of the bands had an opening song that they’d play before they’d actually get into their set.

And one of the songs that everybody kind of played was a song called ‘Hold It.’ And everybody played it, man. I got sick of playing that, so I wrote ‘Cissy Strut.’ We recorded the song, and it was named ‘Cissy Strut‘ long after I wrote it.”

Say It Aint So, Joe

You’re who you think you are. Until you have no money, cant get any rest and work very hard on simple things. Lookout for the clues: someone’s going to die and who is it will be the subject of some occult activity.

My influences as a musician include funk, jazz, rock and other stuff. But from a human perspective, I cant see which song is going to allow me to walk confident, to travel carefree, to think without hesitation. Wait I have an idea: that’s what crimes against humanity do best; you are naive to overthink things like that.

Don’t remember where I was, I realised this is a game you cannot win. A kind of rat race: an endless, self-defeating, or pointless pursuit. It conjures up the image of lab rats racing through a maze to get the “cheese” much like society racing to get ahead financially. The term is commonly associated with an exhausting, repetitive lifestyle that leaves no time for relaxation or enjoyment.

Players don’t stand a chance. After all, I’m a man and my goal is to make sure I reproduce. What will I tell my children: hey, why do you have problems with that philosophy class? And then my child will tell me that the teacher looked at him or her with crazy eyes.

The wrong teacher can really mess you up. How come some people succeed and others fail? The goal is to be human first, and then a boy or a girl. A perfect body with a perfect face is just around the corner. But I must confess, I can’t dance and I’m out of time.

Dreaming While You Sleep

All my life, I will be haunted by that moment and it will live inside of me. The default mode for memory is free association. But it is also a matter of reconstruction. I hate when I bicker with my associates. I guess it happens sometimes.

Dignity and identity is just around the corner. I had a dream about it, in fact 2 dreams: one was normal and the other one was toying with fire. I’m like a lighter that you can’t turn off. What a strange feeling! Does evolution means someone has to die? Can’t we try to convince people that the future has arrived.

Monsters (aka crazy old neighbours) are on the outside looking in. As if they couldn’t face the fact that the earth is not the centre of the universe and war is not the principle hobby of humans. Jealous minds will find shortcuts and recite memorised lines. That’s how they warm up, with strange mantras and thought-terminating cliches.

It could go either way. As I look back on victory, one thing i recall: we should try to make sense. What do I have to do to prove my love for my fans? I’m giving up valuable information and I should have a cult following.

Jesus Doesn’t Want Me For A Sunbeam

I’m on a mission of mercy to the new frontier: a perfect body with a perfect face. But every defeat has a taste that’s definitive. As if you had only one chance everyday. What an awful thing to say!

Lately, I won a table tennis match: I gave 100% on every points and elevated my game when needed. Tomorrow might not be here for a lot of people: smell that smell around you.

Money, insults, police and fake news: trigger happy policing (might be the superego, or the New York times effect on man). I just realised I should cite my sources but, believe me: I’ve done my research because I’m experienced.

I could talk about the ozone layer or the polar bear, but you will have to believe me when it comes to music. My aunts married doctors, every women’s dream come true. I know so many songs that I will find the one that’s right for you.

One that will warm you up and get you going. You will be able to smell the money and feel the heat pushing you to decide. Who is this man of fatigue, bones and dust? How did we lose the taste in friendship, love, work and rest?

Saddle Up

Maybe I’m overreacting but people are fed up with that feeling they just can’t shake. Best you can do is understand what line of work will allow you to thrive. This is an important matter that should ease the burden on the different areas of your life, like intimacy, family, socialising, exercising, finance, family, sense of purpose.

What is your sense of purpose in life? I can check out when I want, but I can never leave. I need a prompt here: I hate it when I do that! I’m frozen, even if my heart is open. Because I forgot about my feet. Handful of blues, thats cool; but my feet get really cold in wintertime, as if injustice was all around.

Without winter, there would be no summer. We need to warm up, otherwise we might crash into a cocoon that will keep us warm in the middle of the night. Some will say they’re not impressed much. Warming up is important otherwise you might make a costly mistake. Thats why “Cissy Strut” is an important song, like Mannish Boy (even though it has no lyrics).

At the moment, I’m freezing: I don’t need another map of my head. I’m trying to dissociate from the environment. I’m fighting an autoimmune disorder; in a word or two, vital prognosis, because it is a cancer (perhaps).

Bedtime Stories

I’ve been locked inside that glory box for years. And then insults from everywhere. I’m not telling stories: someone imagined that crashing into a building would solve problems. Check out, he knows the art of war.

He wrote a book like Clausewitz, Sun Tzu or Machiavelli. He took your heart and you can feel it. Because he’s got nothing to live for. He was recruited, handed a gun and was told to do the dirty stuff. They came from above and from below, and the human in my head he said: no way!

When there’s a wall, there’s the dock of the bay: this loneliness wont leave us alone. If we fail, they win. Who let the dogs out? If we have nothing to live for, what are we going to do? That’s why my little cousins are very important to me.

When we were young, our hearts were an open book. Today it is a bit more difficult. Except that some poisonous substance are cutting us to the bone. Tell me what do I have to do, to be satisfied with my 200 fans? After all, I have social proof.

At the moment, I’ve been put in a trick bag: a situation which can lead to a disastrous outcome, normally initiated by someone who dislikes you. No matter how I try, I find myself in the same old jam: usually it’s nice and there are some brilliant moments.

Now reverse: usually it’s tiring and there are awful moments. Guess it might be the definition of a bad disease! Daily fatigue and some awful nauseous moments. Another definition that will go down in history!

I’ll Find My Way 

The role of those crazy old neighbours, like Israel and Syria, are driving me nuts. Because Jody is there: Iran aka Persia. People who want to take over Lebanon didn’t understand that the population is war weary.

Since 1990, in Lebanon, we enjoyed several years of peace. And when you enjoy more than 20 years of war, you end up in the bottomless pit of rumination and intense emotions, even though you worked hard to find a sense to that experience.

Crazy old neighbours don’t want to leave us alone, as if we needed them. But all we need in Lebanon and Europe is stop hugging our pillows and start hugging our neighbours. Suddenly, I’m not half the man I used to be. 2020 is hanging over me: an amazing promise.

Private Investigations

No mystery here: love, glory, greed, lust, money, spite, necessity? In the long run, the motivation will appear and we will see clearly. Their goal was to make us overthink. Where does our power lie?

If you can’t find it, think of your weaknesses and then reverse. I’m working like a dog with disease; I’ve been trained to warm up and then have a cool shower. It’s important for the lymphatic system.

The lymphatic system of the human body only works when you’re active. Unlike the circulatory system which is controlled by your heart (involuntary muscle). If you have a heart attack, just make sure your imagination is not playing tricks on you. Or maybe you lack motivation and forgot to your goals and theirs.

An honest signal benefits the group. Let’s use our illusions: run tall, walk proud, shut up and play yer guitar! That was a Frank Zappa album, like Sheik Yerbouti. Would you go as far as imagining everyone you meet in the bathroom, just to shake that feeling?

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Written by na1man

I've been listening to music for more than 20 years, trying to get a message in each of the 5000 songs I listened to. I'm interested in all topics (sports, art, science, philosophy, health, travel). I connect the dots with contemporary music. This blog will be the result of more than 20 years of work on humanity (ripples in the curvature of spacetime).

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