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| January 31, 2017 | Category: | 0 Comment￩ Posterphoto Read More: an interview
Peter Buck is sceptic- Play Rock the real way with: open G-tuning!
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about rem
Legendaric band with impressive lyrics from Seattle.
Peter Buck plays Kurt Cobains´ (Nirvana) guitar.
This is one of their own favourite and most played songs.
The song is about an incident that took place on October 4, 1986, by a man who was convinced the media was beaming signals into his head and he was on a mission to determine their frequencies.
Maybe in my country we’ve had an incident like that; a man wanted to take hostage the Philips employees
as a protest against widescreen televisions but Philips had decided to move to another place so the man was in the wrong building holding the wrong people at gunpoint. It tragically ended with his suicide.
On the Conscious Generation website ´Mind You!´ we will talk about this. Because I wonder,
Are these stories with grown people about: being mentally disturbed or
were they mentally disturbed? If you get what I mean… Just like the public statement “we have freedom of speech” is in fact neither an affirmation of a norm nor an exception to it.
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Music in Poetry,Poetry in music
“What’s the frequency, Kenneth?”
“What’s the frequency, Kenneth?” is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
I thought I’d pegged you an idiot’s dream
Tunnel vision from the outsider’s screen
I never understood the frequency,
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh.
I’d studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said, “Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy”
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green,
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh.
“What’s the frequency, Kenneth?” is your Benzedrine,
Butterfly decal, rear view mirror, dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green,
I never understood the frequency,
You wore our expectations like an armored suit,
I couldn’t understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth,
I couldn’t understand
You wore a shirt of violent green,
I couldn’t understand
I never understood the frequency.
￩ Posterphoto Read More: an interview
Peter Buck is sceptic- Play Rock the real way with: open G-tuning!
Rock n roll with a finger ! - Rock out in your own studio:
Garage band