So here it is. The allmighty rush themselves!
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| Author: | rusty [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:06 am ] |
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So here it is. The allmighty rush themselves!
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| Author: | insomniacdude [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:08 am ] |
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Nice to know someone is still light-spirited. |
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| Author: | Box [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:09 am ] |
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insomniacdude wrote: Nice to know someone is still light-spirited. Someone?? DRAMA QUEEN! I'm good too. Ok, so yeah, back to Rush! |
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| Author: | rusty [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:10 am ] |
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Rush heals all. Just listen to 2112 or Tom Sawyer and you can no longer be low spirited. I ask the mods to keep this thread here. I believe that the power of rush will begin to mend the fences between people and the music forum isn't busy enough to let rush do its work. |
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| Author: | BacktotheFuture [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:11 am ] |
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Rush yea!! \:D/ |
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| Author: | Terminator1997 [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:11 am ] |
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:rock: *rocks out to rush* :rock: |
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| Author: | Box [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:12 am ] |
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Terminator1997 wrote: :rock: *rocks out to rush* :rock: Term has joined, all is well with the world :web: :pope: =D> |
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| Author: | Terminator1997 [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:13 am ] |
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box_2005 wrote: Terminator1997 wrote: :rock: *rocks out to rush* :rock: Term has joined, all is well with the world :web: :pope: =D> hell yeah :woo: |
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| Author: | rusty [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:14 am ] |
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Here's some rush lyrics 2112: I. overture And the meek shall inherit the earth. Ii. the temples of syrinx ... the massive grey walls of the temples rise from the Heart of every federation city. I have always been awed By them, to think that every single facet of every life is Regulated and directed from within! our books, our music, Our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent Wisdom of the priests... We’ve taken care of everything The words you hear the songs you sing The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes It’s one for all and all for one We work together common sons Never need to wonder how or why We are the priests of the temples of syrinx Our great computers fill the hallowed halls We are the priests of the temples of syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls Look around this world we made Equality our stock in trade Come and join the brotherhood of man Oh what a nice contented world Let the banners be unfurled Hold the red star proudly high in hand We are the priests of the temples of syrinx Our great computers fill the hallowed halls. We are the priests of the temples of syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls. Iii. discovery ... behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was Hidden beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the Dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in My hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was Beautiful ... ... I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn The keys to make them sound differently. as I struck the Wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious Sounds, and soon my own music! how different it could Be from the music of the temples! I can’t wait to tell the Priests about it! ... What can this strange device be? When I touch it, it gives forth a sound It’s got wires that vibrate and give music What can this thing be that I found? See how it sings like a sad heart And joyously screams out it’s pain Sounds that build high like a mountain Or notes that fall gently like rain I can’t wait to share this new wonder The people will all see it’s light Let them all make their own music The priests praise my name on this night Iv. presentation ... in the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up To a circle of grim, expressionless faces. father brown Rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed Throughout the silent temple hall. ... ... instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were Words of quiet rejection! instead of praise, sullen Dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as father brown Ground my precious instrument to splinters beneath his Feet... I know it’s most unusual To come before you so But I’ve found an ancient miracle I thought that you should know Listen to my music And hear what it can do There’s something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you Yes, we know it’s nothing new It’s just a waste of time We have no need for ancient ways The world is doing fine Another toy will help destroy The elder race of man Forget about your silly whim It doesn’t fit the plan I can’t believe you’re saying These things just can’t be true Our world could use this beauty Just think what we might do Listen to my music And hear what it can do There’s something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you Don’t annoy us further We have our work to do Just think about the average What use have they for you? Another toy will help destroy The elder race of man Forget about your silly whim It doesn’t fit the plan V. oracle: the dream ... I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so Vivid to me. clearly yet I see the beckoning hand of the Oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase ... ... I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities And the pure spirit of man revealed in the lives and works Of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and Understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, A way that had been crushed by the federation long ago. i Saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss Of all these things ... I wandered home though silent streets And fell into a fitful sleep Escape to realms beyond the night Dream can’t you show me the light? I stand atop a spiral stair An oracle confronts me there He leads me on light years away Through astral nights, galactic days I see the works of gifted hands That grace this strange and wondrous land I see the hand of man arise With hungry mind and open eyes They left the planets long ago The elder race still learn and grow Their power grows with purpose strong To claim the home where they belong Home, to tear the temples down... Home, to change.. Vi. soliloquy ... I have not left this cave for days now, it has become My last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of The waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live Under the control of the federation, but there is no other Place to go. my last hope is that with my death I may pass Into the world of my dream, and know peace at last. The sleep is still in my eyes The dream is still in my head I heave a sigh and sadly smile And lie a while in bed I wish that it might come to pass Not fade like all my dreams Just think of what my life might be In a world like I have seen I don’t think I can carry on Carry on this cold and empty life Oh...noo! My spirits are low in the depths of despair My lifeblood spills over.. Vii. grand finale Attention all planets of the solar federation Attention all planets of the solar federation Attention all planets of the solar federation We have assumed control. We have assumed control. We have assumed control. |
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| Author: | rusty [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:15 am ] |
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The might behind 2112 conquers all. Here's some more lyrics. Working Man: I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin’ Yes, I’m workin’ all the time It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that’s why they call me They call me the workin’ man They call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am I get home at five o’clock And I take myself out a nice, cold beer Always seem to be wond’rin’ Why there’s nothin’ goin’ down here It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that’s why they call me They call me the workin’ man They call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am Well they call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am |
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| Author: | Terminator1997 [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:16 am ] |
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Rusty, i give you a big "eeeeyyyy!!" for providing those rocking lyrics :rock: |
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| Author: | STEVE ROGERS [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:18 am ] |
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rusty wrote: The might behind 2112 conquers all. Here's some more lyrics. Working Man: I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin’ Yes, I’m workin’ all the time It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that’s why they call me They call me the workin’ man They call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am I get home at five o’clock And I take myself out a nice, cold beer Always seem to be wond’rin’ Why there’s nothin’ goin’ down here It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that’s why they call me They call me the workin’ man They call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am Well they call me the workin’ man I guess that’s what I am Geeze, I'm willing to bet 90% of this site has no clue as to who RUSH is since this was well before their time, but I've seen them on more than 1 occasion and there excellent and an example of what Rock Groups should be more like today and less of this teen angst bullshit.. How about a little "Fly By Night" or "Red Barrachetta"?? :rock: But Pink Floyd was still the Best in Concert.. :rock: |
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| Author: | rusty [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:20 am ] |
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Bkb, you've seen rush in concert more then one time! I was able to see them at sarsstock in toronto back in the sars thingy. It was amazing. Great concert except for the fact that the stones suck and ac/dc are way past their prime. Here's some more lyrics to add to the lyrical base here. Spirit of Radio Begin the day With a friendly voice A companion, unobtrusive Plays that song that’s so elusive And the magic music makes your morning mood Off on your way Hit the open road There is magic at your fingers For the spirit ever lingers Undemanding contact In your happy solitude Invisible airwaves Crackle with life Bright antennae bristle With the energy Emotional feedback On a timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price --- Almost free... All this machinery Making modern music Can still be open-hearted Not so coldly charted It’s really just a question Of your honesty One likes to believe In the freedom of music But glittering prizes And endless compromises Shatter the illusion Of integrity For the words of the profits Are written on the studio wall, Concert hall --- Echoes with the sounds... Of salesmen. |
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| Author: | rusty [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 12:26 am ] |
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those are real men. 
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| Author: | STEVE ROGERS [ Fri Apr 01, 2005 2:01 am ] |
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rusty wrote: Bkb, you've seen rush in concert more then one time! I was able to see them at sarsstock in toronto back in the sars thingy. It was amazing. Great concert except for the fact that the stones suck and ac/dc are way past their prime. Here's some more lyrics to add to the lyrical base here. Spirit of Radio Begin the day With a friendly voice A companion, unobtrusive Plays that song that’s so elusive And the magic music makes your morning mood Off on your way Hit the open road There is magic at your fingers For the spirit ever lingers Undemanding contact In your happy solitude Invisible airwaves Crackle with life Bright antennae bristle With the energy Emotional feedback On a timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price --- Almost free... All this machinery Making modern music Can still be open-hearted Not so coldly charted It’s really just a question Of your honesty One likes to believe In the freedom of music But glittering prizes And endless compromises Shatter the illusion Of integrity For the words of the profits Are written on the studio wall, Concert hall --- Echoes with the sounds... Of salesmen. Hmmm,  I think I'm gonna have to go against the grain with you on the Rolling Stones sucking casue I sat Front Row Center for Bridges to Babylon back in 1997 and Mick Jagger has to be in better shape than you or I and sang his fucking heart out and flat out Jammed with the Classics with Sympathy for the Devil being the trademark BEST.. Gotta give it up to 4 guys who've been together for (GASP) 40 Years through thick and thin at their age to Jam like that.. =D>
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