Red Mosquito

mastaflatch wrote:

harmless wrote:I always thought 'Nothing Else Matters' by Metallica was just their terrible attempt at 'Release'.

Tallicuh's album was released on August 12 1991 and Ten was released on August 27th of the same year.

Really? I heard Tallicuh's song much later and never liked them anyway, so... I guess neither of them ripped the other off. I still think that's what it sounds like.

harmless wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

harmless wrote:I always thought 'Nothing Else Matters' by Metallica was just their terrible attempt at 'Release'.

Interesting.

I wonder how much the black album sounds like Ten. Never heard it.

You've probably heard it more times than you even realise. Unfortunately.

PS - I love the guitar solo in the Unforgiven. Mainly because of this video.

harmless wrote:

mastaflatch wrote:

harmless wrote:I always thought 'Nothing Else Matters' by Metallica was just their terrible attempt at 'Release'.

Tallicuh's album was released on August 12 1991 and Ten was released on August 27th of the same year.

Really? I heard Tallicuh's song much later and never liked them anyway, so... I guess neither of them ripped the other off. I still think that's what it sounds like.

you should really see the some kind of monster documentary. if you don't like them it's probably even better. but check out bob rock's position in the band during it. that's where bo'b is headed.

WtOB? wrote:

harmless wrote:

mastaflatch wrote:

harmless wrote:I always thought 'Nothing Else Matters' by Metallica was just their terrible attempt at 'Release'.

Tallicuh's album was released on August 12 1991 and Ten was released on August 27th of the same year.

Really? I heard Tallicuh's song much later and never liked them anyway, so... I guess neither of them ripped the other off. I still think that's what it sounds like.

you should really see the some kind of monster documentary. if you don't like them it's probably even better. but check out bob rock's position in the band during it. that's where bo'b is headed.

Will do.

harmless wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

harmless wrote:I always thought 'Nothing Else Matters' by Metallica was just their terrible attempt at 'Release'.

Interesting.

I wonder how much the black album sounds like Ten. Never heard it.

I haven't heard it in forever but Metallica used to be my second favorite band and it is a pretty tremendous record.

This song is much better with committed listening. Lights off, headphones on, as was earlier suggested. Plus, I just spent some good quality time with my 2yo son.

Experience with this tune and focused lyric listening is a lot better than earlier today. I retract my disgust.

Fuzzcharger wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

verb_to_trust wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:Sirens is the first time I couldn't be bothered listening to a new Pearl Jam single all the way through. I gave it a minute and a half and then thought to myself if I heard this song on the radio and had no idea who the band was I would have changed stations ages ago. It sounds like it should be in a Grey's Anatomy soundtrack or something similarly bland.

What season of Grey's?

The one where the short guy Doctor marries the big dark haired knee Doctor and then he dies.

Dude those ending montages in "Grey's Anatomy" have some good fucking songs.

You know the ones, where they show all the characters having simultaneous grand epiphanies while a voice-over narration neatly ties up the episode's themes and Bon Iver's "Blindsided" plays in the background.

I do enjoy a slow motion character realisation of some epic life changing catastrophy put to appropriate music.

The camera pans in on Strat, in a crowded yoga studio, as he settles into a graceful Upward Facing Dog. His lips move slightly-- he seems to be mouthing lyrics. Suddenly, in his eyes, surprised recognition.

Because sometimes, in music as in life, what you get is not exactly what you thought you wanted. And what you thought you wanted wasn't what you actually needed.

McParadigm sits in a drunken stupor, hunched over a desk, surrounded by abject squalor. An empty glass in one hand and a bottle of Glenlivet in the other. He starts to pour himself a drink, but stops in his tracks. He pauses for a few beats and pushes the bottle away. He buries his face in his hands.

Sometimes you have to look beyond your expectations, and let yourself be caught up and whisked away by the experience.

Pan in on Harmless, frantically clicking on his computer, typing up responses at breakneck speed. The forum stalls as its members retreat for the evening. Harmless grows impatient and repeatedly reloads the main page, muttering to himself. Suddenly, a new thread reply. Harmless goes to type up a response, but stops himself. He looks down at his hands, unable to recognize this thign he has become. He shuts his computer off. He hugs his wife.

Because sometimes we get so caught up in the notion of finding the perfect song for ourselves, that we forget to be the best selves we can be for others. And maybe that's all that life is. Being there for each other, for however long we have.

verb_to_trust runs alone through a deserted trail, his brow soaked with sweat, his eyes filled with purpose. Each step strengthens his resolve.

My dear...

v_t_t's eyes go blank. His pace lowers.

... the end...

He falters.

... is near...

He falls down.

... I'm here...

He is having another stroke.

... but not much longer.

Overhead shot of v_t_t's lifeless body.

Fade to black.

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER BRIAN STIPELMAN

hlniv wrote:This song is much better with committed listening. Lights off, headphones on, as was earlier suggested. Plus, I just spent some good quality time with my 2yo son.

Experience with this tune and focused lyric listening is a lot better than earlier today. I retract my disgust.

Sirens Vortex strikes again.

hlniv wrote:This song is much better with committed listening. Lights off, headphones on, as was earlier suggested. Plus, I just spent some good quality time with my 2yo son.

Experience with this tune and focused lyric listening is a lot better than earlier today. I retract my disgust.

Don't worry, this is happening to pretty much everyone who initially recoiled. No hard feelings.

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

verb_to_trust wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:Sirens is the first time I couldn't be bothered listening to a new Pearl Jam single all the way through. I gave it a minute and a half and then thought to myself if I heard this song on the radio and had no idea who the band was I would have changed stations ages ago. It sounds like it should be in a Grey's Anatomy soundtrack or something similarly bland.

What season of Grey's?

The one where the short guy Doctor marries the big dark haired knee Doctor and then he dies.

Dude those ending montages in "Grey's Anatomy" have some good fucking songs.

You know the ones, where they show all the characters having simultaneous grand epiphanies while a voice-over narration neatly ties up the episode's themes and Bon Iver's "Blindsided" plays in the background.

I do enjoy a slow motion character realisation of some epic life changing catastrophy put to appropriate music.

The camera pans in on Strat, in a crowded yoga studio, as he settles into a graceful Upward Facing Dog. His lips move slightly-- he seems to be mouthing lyrics. Suddenly, in his eyes, surprised recognition.

Because sometimes, in music as in life, what you get is not exactly what you thought you wanted. And what you thought you wanted wasn't what you actually needed.

McParadigm sits in a drunken stupor, hunched over a desk, surrounded by abject squalor. An empty glass in one hand and a bottle of Glenlivet in the other. He starts to pour himself a drink, but stops in his tracks. He pauses for a few beats and pushes the bottle away. He buries his face in his hands.

Sometimes you have to look beyond your expectations, and let yourself be caught up and whisked away by the experience.

Pan in on Harmless, frantically clicking on his computer, typing up responses at breakneck speed. The forum stalls as its members retreat for the evening. Harmless grows impatient and repeatedly reloads the main page, muttering to himself. Suddenly, a new thread reply. Harmless goes to type up a response, but stops himself. He looks down at his hands, unable to recognize this thign he has become. He shuts his computer off. He hugs his wife.

Because sometimes we get so caught up in the notion of finding the perfect song for ourselves, that we forget to be the best selves we can be for others. And maybe that's all that life is. Being there for each other, for however long we have.

verb_to_trust runs alone through a deserted trail, his brow soaked with sweat, his eyes filled with purpose. Each step strengthens his resolve.

My dear...

v_t_t's eyes go blank. His pace lowers.

... the end...

He falters.

... is near...

He falls down.

... I'm here...

He is having another stroke.

... but not much longer.

Overhead shot of v_t_t's lifeless body.

Fade to black.

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER BRIAN STIPELMAN

Orson Welles claps.

It all makes sense now.

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

verb_to_trust wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:Sirens is the first time I couldn't be bothered listening to a new Pearl Jam single all the way through. I gave it a minute and a half and then thought to myself if I heard this song on the radio and had no idea who the band was I would have changed stations ages ago. It sounds like it should be in a Grey's Anatomy soundtrack or something similarly bland.

What season of Grey's?

The one where the short guy Doctor marries the big dark haired knee Doctor and then he dies.

Dude those ending montages in "Grey's Anatomy" have some good fucking songs.

You know the ones, where they show all the characters having simultaneous grand epiphanies while a voice-over narration neatly ties up the episode's themes and Bon Iver's "Blindsided" plays in the background.

I do enjoy a slow motion character realisation of some epic life changing catastrophy put to appropriate music.

The camera pans in on Strat, in a crowded yoga studio, as he settles into a graceful Upward Facing Dog. His lips move slightly-- he seems to be mouthing lyrics. Suddenly, in his eyes, surprised recognition.

Because sometimes, in music as in life, what you get is not exactly what you thought you wanted. And what you thought you wanted wasn't what you actually needed.

McParadigm sits in a drunken stupor, hunched over a desk, surrounded by abject squalor. An empty glass in one hand and a bottle of Glenlivet in the other. He starts to pour himself a drink, but stops in his tracks. He pauses for a few beats and pushes the bottle away. He buries his face in his hands.

Sometimes you have to look beyond your expectations, and let yourself be caught up and whisked away by the experience.

Pan in on Harmless, frantically clicking on his computer, typing up responses at breakneck speed. The forum stalls as its members retreat for the evening. Harmless grows impatient and repeatedly reloads the main page, muttering to himself. Suddenly, a new thread reply. Harmless goes to type up a response, but stops himself. He looks down at his hands, unable to recognize this thign he has become. He shuts his computer off. He hugs his wife.

Because sometimes we get so caught up in the notion of finding the perfect song for ourselves, that we forget to be the best selves we can be for others. And maybe that's all that life is. Being there for each other, for however long we have.

verb_to_trust runs alone through a deserted trail, his brow soaked with sweat, his eyes filled with purpose. Each step strengthens his resolve.

My dear...

v_t_t's eyes go blank. His pace lowers.

... the end...

He falters.

... is near...

He falls down.

... I'm here...

He is having another stroke.

... but not much longer.

Overhead shot of v_t_t's lifeless body.

Fade to black.

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER BRIAN STIPELMAN

god damn it. who leaked this thing

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

verb_to_trust wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:Sirens is the first time I couldn't be bothered listening to a new Pearl Jam single all the way through. I gave it a minute and a half and then thought to myself if I heard this song on the radio and had no idea who the band was I would have changed stations ages ago. It sounds like it should be in a Grey's Anatomy soundtrack or something similarly bland.

What season of Grey's?

The one where the short guy Doctor marries the big dark haired knee Doctor and then he dies.

Dude those ending montages in "Grey's Anatomy" have some good fucking songs.

You know the ones, where they show all the characters having simultaneous grand epiphanies while a voice-over narration neatly ties up the episode's themes and Bon Iver's "Blindsided" plays in the background.

I do enjoy a slow motion character realisation of some epic life changing catastrophy put to appropriate music.

The camera pans in on Strat, in a crowded yoga studio, as he settles into a graceful Upward Facing Dog. His lips move slightly-- he seems to be mouthing lyrics. Suddenly, in his eyes, surprised recognition.

Because sometimes, in music as in life, what you get is not exactly what you thought you wanted. And what you thought you wanted wasn't what you actually needed.

McParadigm sits in a drunken stupor, hunched over a desk, surrounded by abject squalor. An empty glass in one hand and a bottle of Glenlivet in the other. He starts to pour himself a drink, but stops in his tracks. He pauses for a few beats and pushes the bottle away. He buries his face in his hands.

Sometimes you have to look beyond your expectations, and let yourself be caught up and whisked away by the experience.

Pan in on Harmless, frantically clicking on his computer, typing up responses at breakneck speed. The forum stalls as its members retreat for the evening. Harmless grows impatient and repeatedly reloads the main page, muttering to himself. Suddenly, a new thread reply. Harmless goes to type up a response, but stops himself. He looks down at his hands, unable to recognize this thign he has become. He shuts his computer off. He hugs his wife.

Because sometimes we get so caught up in the notion of finding the perfect song for ourselves, that we forget to be the best selves we can be for others. And maybe that's all that life is. Being there for each other, for however long we have.

verb_to_trust runs alone through a deserted trail, his brow soaked with sweat, his eyes filled with purpose. Each step strengthens his resolve.

My dear...

v_t_t's eyes go blank. His pace lowers.

... the end...

He falters.

... is near...

He falls down.

... I'm here...

He is having another stroke.

... but not much longer.

Overhead shot of v_t_t's lifeless body.

Fade to black.

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER BRIAN STIPELMAN

I never would have guessed the platy account was actually Shonda Rimes.

stip wrote:god damn it. who leaked this thing

Take a cue from 10C and ban everyone who reads it.

Sirens through Swallowed Hole may be one of the best 5 track sequences of any Pearl Jam album. Name a better one. Of course, we would be projecting Infallible and Pendulum based on one time listen reviews, but still.... And at this point, I am assuming that Sirens can continue to grow on me. It really has tonight with some focused listening

Sirens
Lightning Bolt
Infallible
Pendulum
Swallowed Hole

Maybe Hail Hail through Off He Goes. Five in a row on a record is not all that common for them

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

theplatypus wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:

verb_to_trust wrote:

Fuzzcharger wrote:Sirens is the first time I couldn't be bothered listening to a new Pearl Jam single all the way through. I gave it a minute and a half and then thought to myself if I heard this song on the radio and had no idea who the band was I would have changed stations ages ago. It sounds like it should be in a Grey's Anatomy soundtrack or something similarly bland.

What season of Grey's?

The one where the short guy Doctor marries the big dark haired knee Doctor and then he dies.

Dude those ending montages in "Grey's Anatomy" have some good fucking songs.

You know the ones, where they show all the characters having simultaneous grand epiphanies while a voice-over narration neatly ties up the episode's themes and Bon Iver's "Blindsided" plays in the background.

I do enjoy a slow motion character realisation of some epic life changing catastrophy put to appropriate music.

The camera pans in on Strat, in a crowded yoga studio, as he settles into a graceful Upward Facing Dog. His lips move slightly-- he seems to be mouthing lyrics. Suddenly, in his eyes, surprised recognition.

Because sometimes, in music as in life, what you get is not exactly what you thought you wanted. And what you thought you wanted wasn't what you actually needed.

McParadigm sits in a drunken stupor, hunched over a desk, surrounded by abject squalor. An empty glass in one hand and a bottle of Glenlivet in the other. He starts to pour himself a drink, but stops in his tracks. He pauses for a few beats and pushes the bottle away. He buries his face in his hands.

Sometimes you have to look beyond your expectations, and let yourself be caught up and whisked away by the experience.

Pan in on Harmless, frantically clicking on his computer, typing up responses at breakneck speed. The forum stalls as its members retreat for the evening. Harmless grows impatient and repeatedly reloads the main page, muttering to himself. Suddenly, a new thread reply. Harmless goes to type up a response, but stops himself. He looks down at his hands, unable to recognize this thign he has become. He shuts his computer off. He hugs his wife.

Because sometimes we get so caught up in the notion of finding the perfect song for ourselves, that we forget to be the best selves we can be for others. And maybe that's all that life is. Being there for each other, for however long we have.

verb_to_trust runs alone through a deserted trail, his brow soaked with sweat, his eyes filled with purpose. Each step strengthens his resolve.

My dear...

v_t_t's eyes go blank. His pace lowers.

... the end...

He falters.

... is near...

He falls down.

... I'm here...

He is having another stroke.

... but not much longer.

Overhead shot of v_t_t's lifeless body.

Fade to black.

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER BRIAN STIPELMAN

Bravo Jorge. Bravo

This song is confusing...it is so unlike anything they've ever done...no one expected this...got me thinking, isn't that what art's supposed to do? So in one aspect this song has surprised, good or bad, the fanebase.

I don't mind the track Lightening Bolt.