6th st. vacant: January 2010

Sunday, January 31, 2010

noir desir - le vent nous portera

shit you missed in columbus hip-hop: PART ONE

notes:
1. ashley over zero's left shoulder start to finish.

2. wes over zero's right shoulder in round 3.

3. 90% of zero's rhymes went over the top of most of the crowd's head until round 3.

4. searius add displays the epitome of 'all-swag-no-class' throughout the battle.

5. the crowd felt searius early, but started to pay more attention to zero as the battle progressed.

6. searius is holding a PIECE OF PAPER in his hand in round 3.

7. there are few who can stand up to zerostar and there wasn't a round 4 following round 3 'cus searius choked (literally).

ZEROSTAR!!!

stay tuned for more shit you missed in columbus hip-hop.

PS: this is what's happening in columbus hip-hop RIGHT NOW!

JUSTIN PEARSON on JERRY SPRINGER!!

the frontman from The Locust (and Co.) on an episode of Jerry Springer. bitches get mad crazy and wreck mad shit, including each others faces.
"Sometimes you gotta tune up the ol' guitar." -Jerry

Friday, January 29, 2010

funeral diner - we become buried

genghis tron - board up the house

The streets have gone dark
They've been dark for days
We board up the house
Hide upstairs and wait
And wait
Just outside
We hear awful sounds
Cower in bed
And think of ourselves only
The last lights are all fire
We let the heat thrive
Panicked a week
Starved just as long
We're two signs of life
Our doors are all marked
Desperate chants of
"Help will come
Help will come
Can't try to leave
Help will come...finally"
The last lights are all fire
Let the heat thrive
Turn the seas sour
Bleed the ground dry
I won't wait
You'll give up with me
No one comes
And we rot in bed
No one comes
And the boards stay up

the blood brothers - "american vultures" on piano

if my 4shared wasn't fucked up, i'd add the original audio for this track. look it up if you haven't heard it.

the blood brothers - love rhymes with hideous car wreck

bringin' it back to not really that long ago:

Those tire tracks zigzag your torso like the Devil's self portrait.
The car accident, the skin graft treatment, The flower baskets, the wincing relatives...

You bid her farewell then got in your car, and that's the last thing that you can recall.
And when they pulled you out, you didn't know your name.
Exploding semi-truck blurred your face with flame.

You met Jane four years ago today, dancing at some vomit-stained frat party.
Her newspaper gown, glowing headline brown, her violent gypsy dance, her torn underpants...

Love, love, love, love
Rhymes with pity now.
Love, love, love, love
Rhymes with sympathy now.

Jane let you touch and feel her, she's so free like a pineapple in a tree.
You said it's dangerous, to be so intimate.
You know it's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous...

Jane said when she laid on her back, the sun hit her body like an ugly landscape.

But some things never get better,
like used cars and bad livers.
So you traded her in for a better looking brand;
one with fake porno tits,
a padlock on her lips,
disposable tan, biodegradable hands.

Back at the hospital,
you've got no visitors at all.
She visits you in your sleep,
but that newspaper gown is always on fire.

She met him a week after you left her,
when you tossed out her touch to the garbage collector.
He talked her out of her skirt in his beer-soaked apartment,
and then they did all the things
you never said that you wanted.
and the sirens are laughing underneath your skull.
and your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold.
Yesterday you gave your burden a name.
Yesterday you gave your burden a face.

But your burden looks an awful lot like her...

Love, love, love, love
Rhymes with pity now
Love, love, love, love
Rhymes with sympathy now

black eyes - deformative, audio

black eyes - live clip, 2003

real talk

the locust - moth-eaten deer head

the locust - AOTKPTA

drum skills, brother.

we sample from the shelves
tore a page out from this chapter
deface the essays in the book that you're reading
we are the leeches that stop the bleeding
deficit attention program
by any means necessary
blare sirens to the library
whisper instructions to the book-wormed glossary

is it heavier than air? tell us, is the black box lying?

aeronautics hacked
the spine of paragraphs
prepare to indent, a coma that read-
floating in a soundproof costume
here comes the monolith
brass knuckles for the hissie fit
an abbreviation for the landing of fleets
incoming

is it heavier than air? tell us, is the black box lying?

position the stitches - like miles of torpedoes
permission was hinted
lungs that hollered in a sleeper hold

is it heavier than air? am i supposed to die alone?

at the drive-in - quarantined, live

autonomous machete for hands
warden and judge hide behind masks
wet raindrop lull
small rationing
exhumed the rhetoric of
break the weak in single file
sanction this outbreak- a virus conspires
push becomes shove, days become months
i seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun

feeding frenzy, it's contagious
have trigger, will travel
single sparks are spectral fires

shackled the grapple and the sentinels found
binoculars watch cardboard towns
strung up in webs the net was flung
over the auditorium
slave trade the weak, no call to arms
sanction this outbreak; a virus conspires
push becomes shove, days become months
and i seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun

a single spark can start a spectral fire
have trigger, will travel

liars - broken witch, live

i no longer want to be a man. i want to be a horse. men have small hearts. i need a tail. give me a tail. tell me a tale of the children that stood in the way of the endless winter of the white which is longing to cripple and pale. i, i am the boy. she, she is the girl. we are the army you see through the red haze of blood.

liars - there's always room on the broom

Sunday, January 24, 2010

i need a good website for uploading to that allows you to embed audio and video files in html.4 shared is fucking up and i dont want to pay for it if its going to be like this..

Monday, January 11, 2010

glassjaw - vermont connection

cap'n jazz - oh, messy life

funeral diner - it's good that we never met

crank that shit.

funeral diner - two houses

since by man - the enemy

we are the enemy!

the locust

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Event: BirthRage!
What: The Rock Show/Birthday Party
Start Time: Saturday, February 6 at 7:30pm
End Time: Sunday, February 7 at 3:00am
Where: The Basement

To see more details and RSVP, follow the link below:
http://www.facebook.com/p.php?i=1321467749&k=Z3G44XP3QWTF6BD1QDZ5UQSTSPIB423ESR1QK&oid=237896694118

links of bands playing:
http://www.myspace.com/highfiveatombomb
http://www.myspace.com/pinebox1
http://www.myspace.com/electronicpostscript
http://www.myspace.com/afortiorimusica
http://www.myspace.com/hurtpeople

Friday, January 8, 2010

necro - i need drugs

saul williams - 1987

Thursday, January 7, 2010

babar live: columbus, oh

Phoenix Theatre for Children
Theater Office: 39 E. State St., Columbus, 43215
(614) 469-0939

The Phoenix Theatre – Columbus’ award-winning live theater for children – has a funny, sad, exciting and thought-provoking season planned. Always entertaining, Phoenix’s plays highlight self-reliance, the importance of community, and young people’s rights and responsibilities. But don’t tell the kids that…

The Story of Babar: The Little Elephant
When Babar’s mother is killed, he runs away to Paris. The Old Lady adopts him, teaches him French, how to shop, and some things that help him when he returns to the forest. Based on the book by Jean de Brunhoff.
When: Jan. 22-31
Where: Riffe Center, 77 S. High St. (NW corner of High and State St. downtown).
Time: F: 7:30 p.m.; Sat.: 1 p.m. and 2:30 p.m.; Sun.: 1 p.m. and 2:30 p.m.
Cost: Subscription to all four plays: Adults: $65; Children: $32. Individual tickets: Adults: $20; Children: $10

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

courage wolf

the beach boys - "break away"

BirthRage! Rock Party 2.6.2010

a birthday party. all are welcome.
do i need to stress how little of a problem it is if you all bring a birthday cake?

ozma - "rocks"

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

giraffes don't exist

giraffe fight

Monday, January 4, 2010

built to spill - "car"

Sunday, January 3, 2010

elliott smith - "everything means nothing to me"

Saturday, January 2, 2010

the impossibles - "this is fucking tragic"

the JUDGE

youtube comment:
the .410 is not the "Man Stopper" in this gun... slug, buck, nor birdshot!!! It's more like the "Can't miss" shot... Birdshot to the face will cause soo much damage to the eyes, it's incredible, But don't think that because its a "shot shell" that It will be a 1 hitter-quitter. The real Man Stopper on the judge is that .45 LC!!! POWERFUL Cartridge... I load a birdshot, buckshot, then 3 .45's... IMO that's the best close-quarters self defense choice!!! IDC what people say, The Judge is a beast!!!