Devo
Devo is an American rock group formed in Akron, Ohio, United States in 1972. The band split in 1991 and returned in 1996. The band currently consists of Gerald Casale (vocals, bass), Mark Mothersbaugh (vocals, synthesizer), Bob Mothersbaugh (guitar) and Josh Freese (drums). Former members include Bob Casale (guitar, keyboards) (born July 14, 1952; died February 17, 2014) and Alan Myers (drums) (born 1955; died 2013). The band released their first album in 20 years, Something for Everybody on June 15, 2010.
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Devo
Devo is an American rock group formed in Akron, Ohio, United States in 1972. The band split in 1991 and returned in 1996. The band currently consists of Gerald Casale (vocals, bass), Mark Mothersbaugh (vocals, synthesizer), Bob Mothersbaugh (guitar) and Josh Freese (drums). Former members include Bob Casale (guitar, keyboards) (born July 14, 1952; died February 17, 2014) and Alan Myers (drums) (born 1955; died 2013). The band released their first album in 20 years, Something for Everybody on June 15, 2010.
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Me and My Jesus
Me and My Jesus kicked off its journey in the wild winds of 2003, a shoegazer serenade baptized as “Jesus of Nazareth.” Dusty years passed, and in 2023, I yanked it from the bin of forgotten tunes, reshaping it into a raucous rebel that now dances on the edges of amplifiers. My muse? None other than The Dandy Warhols, those sonic architects of coolness who’ve been strumming my heartstrings since the ’90s, weaving alternative/indie spells. This ditty, it ain’t just a hymn to Christian vibes, man. It’s a pulsating beat for all souls, regardless of the label they don. Me and My Jesus, a testament echoing through strings and notes, preaching the gospel of compassion, begging the world to take in a deeper breath of understanding. It ain’t about doctrines; it’s about letting love flow through the strings of existence. Me and my Jesus, Divergent paths we tread, Not the same, you see, I stand, casting judgment, While he’s forgiveness, free. Yeah, me and my Jesus, An incongruity. Me and my Jesus, In discord we remain, Not cut from the same cloth, He weaves peace, I sew disdain. Yeah, me and my Jesus, A melody of pain. Me and my Jesus, Two worlds entwined, Not sharing the same script, He deals love, I’m the pain’s design. Yeah, me and my Jesus, A harmony misaligned. “Friends, let your eardrums be congregations, The sermon’s about to unfold.” Listen close, let the music speak, Let it be the gospel you seek.” “Who who? Who who? Who who? Who who? Who who? Who who? Who who? In the symphony of fate, I struck gold. Paul De Lisle, the maestro of multi-platinum tales from Smash Mouth, added his bass magic. And on the production helm, steering this sonic ship through the nebula of sound, the Grammy-nominated wizard, Deegan Mack Adams. He’s danced with the likes of Smash Mouth, Snoop Dog, and E-40. Two sonic wizards, now friends in my cosmic caravan.more
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Lo que mereces
Hello everyone! We are "The Friend of the Storms", a band originally from Mexico and we just released our new album a few months ago "Tomorrow belongs to us (2023)". We invite you to listen to it and if you like it, support us by following us on our networks. Thank you so much! 👉https://linktr.ee/elamigodelastormentasmore
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Last Sermon Of Jesus, The Christ
An axe can be used to fell trees, to chop wood for both the building of shelter and burning for warmth. Knives can divide food into pieces small enough to fit into mouths or ropes into lengths needed. Hammers may be employed to drive nails, binding materials together or staking a tarpaulin to the ground. Bows and arrows, bolts flung may ensure feast to those gathered. Hooks and barbs may fish wriggling mouths from waterways. Heavy plows dragged by yoked oxen can raise rows of harvest bountiful, with glowing hearths birthing bread. Scratching flints spark tinder, lighting the way in the darkness encroached; frightening roving maws attached to empty stomachs from the camp's center. Levered tongs and sharpened scissors work the pieces until they cover and form. Molds and casts hold the liquid until it cools to the product. Glitters and sparkles catch the attention, and guide it to home of purpose, of family. When encountered, these items carried raise no alarm. They are tools and having not the fangs and claws of feared beasts, we expect their ubiquity amongst us. No one has ever hunted game to feed themselves or their family with a sword. Those bearing swords are always the enemy, no matter which direction the tip points: up or down. more
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