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Quote from: Nick3306 on April 10, 2012, 10:43:59 PM
I would post the story that goes along with Metropolis part 2 but It would require 3 paragraphs lol

I challenge you to do just that. I would respect you for making an effort more ( I respect you a fair bit already as you have made a LOT of effort but y'know... proving someone wrong is just fab).

Quote from: redchecks on April 11, 2012, 12:51:43 AM

Quote from: Nick3306 on April 10, 2012, 10:43:59 PM
I would post the story that goes along with Metropolis part 2 but It would require 3 paragraphs lol

I challenge you to do just that. I would respect you for making an effort more ( I respect you a fair bit already as you have made a LOT of effort but y'know... proving someone wrong is just fab).

Challenge me you say? My main reason for not typing it was that i mae that post 5 min before I had leave for work.

Metropolis, the mirical and the sleeper- The story starts with metropolis the miracle and the sleeper. Although it is not on the same album as the rest of the story. The song tells of a struggle between 2 people called the miracle, and the sleeper. The song does not, however, say who these people are.

Regression-The main character Nicholas is at a hypnotherapist and is being put to sleep. This is where he first had visions of a girl named victoria from the past.

Overture 1928- An instrumental but it revealed that Victoria lived in 1928.

Strange dejavu- While in the dream, Nicholas cant help but feel as though the dreams are familiar. As if he had lived them before. This is where he first sees victoria

QuoteThere's a room at the top of the stairs, Every night I'm drawn up there, There's a girl in the mirror, Her face is getting clearer, Young child won't you tell me why I'm here?

All the visions of her life he cant help feeling are dejavu (hentz song name) Once he wakes up, he starts to get obsessed with this mysterious girls life.

QuoteSomething's awfully familiar, The feeling's so hard to shake,Could I have lived in that other world, It's a link that I'm destined to make

Through My words- A short transition that basically says he is telling the story of her life through his words.

QuoteAll your eyes have ever seen, all you've ever heard, is etched upon my memory, spoken through my words

Fatal Tragedy- Nicholas finds that he cannot sleep at night because the memories of victoria haunt him, the next day he goes and visits an old man who tells him that victoria was murdered in that very house but does not give any further details.

QuoteI felt that I could trust him He talked to me that night; "Lad did you know a girl was murdered here?" "This fatal tragedy was talked about for years" Victoria's gone forever Only memories remain

Now destined to find out what happens, nicholas returns to the hypnotherapist.  The song ends with the hypnotherapist saying ""Now it is time to see how you died. Remember that death is not the end but only a transition."

Beyond this life- Nicholas learns of the story in the newspaper regarding victorias death in 1928. It said she had been killed by her boyfriend after she had broken up with him. It went on to say that he also commited suicide after killing her.

QuoteHeadline: "Murder, young girl killed, Desperate shooting at Echo's Hill, Dreadful ending, killer died, Evidently suicide."

At the end of the song nicholas feels that his soul might be the same as victorias.

Through her eyes-After being awakened, nicholas visits victorias grave, he feels extremely sad. He feels like her death is his own and anger over the unfairness grows. Now that I've become aware,

QuoteAnd I've exposed this tragedy, A, sadness grows inside of me, It all seems so unfair

Home- My personal favorite song on the album. We learn that julian is the sleeper and also is victorias boyfriend. But victoria leaves him because he has bad habits.

QuoteHelp- I'm falling, I'm crawling, I can't keep away from its clutch, Can't have it, this habit, It's calling me back to my home

We then learn that she starts having an affair with julians brother Edward (the miracle)

The dance of eternity- Another instrumental, and imo not a very good one, overture 1928 was better.

One Last time-Nicholas starts to doubt the newspaper article, he feels there must be something more to that story and needs to figure out what it is.

QuoteIt doesn't make any sense, This tragic ending, In spite of the evidence, There's something still missing

he then goes to edwards house and begins to have visions but he cannot tell what they are.

The spirit carries on- Nicholas prepares to go to the hypnotherapist for the last time to find the truth. he explains how he believes our spirit carries on after death

Finally Free-The Dramatic ending, and imo they could have not made a better ending. The hypno therapist rushes him out of his sleep for an unknow reason, you can hear nicholas get in his car and leave. So the rest of the information in the song nicholas is unaware of. We learn that Victoria and julian met on the street. Victoria was done with having an affair with julians brother and was prepared to take him back.

QuoteFeeling good this Friday afternoon, I ran into Julian
Said we'd get together soon, He's always had my heart He needs to know, I'll break free of the Miracle, It's time for him to go

Victoria set up a meeting with edward to tell him that their affair is over. Unfortunately for her, julian found out about their meeting. He showed up and shot and killed both victoria and Edward. He then left a suicide note with edwards name on it so they would think edward killed her and commited suicide. Nicholas does not know any of this because the hypnotherapist woke him up early.

Later we are takin to nicholas' house, the hypno therapist show up unexpectedly and kills nicholas. Tt turns out that Nicholas was victoria in his past life and the hypnotherapist was julian. The whole point of nicholas' vision was not to tell him about the murder like he thought. They were to warn him of a cycle of murders throughout history. Unfortunitly he did not find out and ended up dead making the cycle continue into the next life.



There, is that enough effort for you? Btw I didnt copy and paste this, I wrote it all out lol.

Curse Of The Virgin Canvas
(based on the prologue: I Handed You A Knife And My Heart, and Chapter One: Empty Eyes Accuse A Face So Evil) "The dawn is approaching the small town of Slough in England during the year 1898. A local sketch artist, known to us simply as "the Artist," lies in a bed next to the woman of his dreams, "Annabel." As the first rays of sunlight pour through the window, he rolls over to wake his lover with a kiss. Her cold lips reveal a lifeless body once so beautiful. His one and only love has been murdered and nothing is what it seems. When it is revealed to him whose hands may be responsible, he begs for the whole thing to be a horrible nightmare."

The Artist
(based on Chapter Two: Sweaty Hands Will Fail To Lock The Door) "The Artist, overwhelmed with panic and paranoia, is convinced that he is being watched and that someone somewhere knows what he's done. Just the sight of Annabel's body begins to blur the lines of fantasy and reality. He controls the urge to run and leans down to kiss her one final time, closing her eyes with the gentle touch of his blood-soaked fingertips. His tortured goodbye plagues his mind and allows the madness to come pouring back with a vengeance. The Artist accepts his fate, hides the body and sets out into the night."

A Lunatic's Lament
(based on Chapter Three: It Was Your Poison Kiss That Turned Me Into This) "In an abashed state of mind, the Artist begins to blame Annabel for what he has obviously done to her: his depression and paranoia have turned to rage. He moves as quickly as his feet will carry him toward the center of town. Not only is he running from the grisly murder scene, but he's running from the ringing of Annabel's voice in his head. It's as if her spirit is chasing him, torturing what little sanity he has left. He cannot look her in the eyes, he knows it will weaken his anger and he simply cannot allow that to happen. Not now. The Artist begs and pleads with her to leave him be as he sprints toward the town, his intentions still unknown even in his own mind. There's one crippling thought that the Artist cannot seem to escape even in madness: Annabel is the only girl he has ever loved."

The Murderer
(based on Chapter Four: My Thirst For Blood Turns Me On) "The Artist finally makes it into town and, at least for the time being, sheds the haunting voice of Annabel. He wanders past a tavern to the sounds of laughter and drunken piano playing and becomes uncontrollably enraged. If he is not allowed to be happy, then no one shall be. The Artist enters the tavern and bolts the door shut behind him, unbeknownst to the patrons inside. His thoughts are racing, his adrenaline is pumping, and he takes a drink to steady his nerves. He glances up from his glass only to find a blood-covered, screaming Annabel in the reflection of the mirror behind the bar. He finishes his drink, stands up, approaches the poor soul closest to him and utters five macabre words: 'Are you ready to die?'"

Hymn for the Shameless
(based on Chapter Five: I Immerse Myself In Sick Reflection) "Following the massacre and armed with a complete lack of guilt, the Artist finds a sick pleasure in the deception of his ways. He begins to feel invincible. Relishing his victory and overcome by his own satisfaction, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath as he ponders his own insanity. The Artist fantasizes about Annabel's voice and questions whether her love could save him from what he's become. He snaps and curses all who thinks he will even consider stopping now."

The Thespian
(based on Chapter Six: Her Somber Silhouette Dances For Me) "As the sun sets, the Artist cannot seem to escape his own imagination. Completely lost in self-indulgence, he begins to see Annabel's face everywhere. The visions of her usher his wandering, delusional thoughts back to the day when he first fell in love with her. He soon becomes obsessed with the fantasy that she could possibly still be alive. The Artist scrambles home in a hastened fury only to be stopped dead in his tracks at his front porch by a man who introduces himself as the Thespian--the man who killed Annabel."

Heavy Hangs the Albatross
(based on Chapter Seven: My Feet Are Slipping) "Finding it nearly impossible to come to grips with the emergence and confession of the Thespian, the Artist gives up on his fleeting fantasy that Annabel could still be alive. Without his vengeance, his anger, his insanity and without the chance of Annabel coming back from the dead, he attempts to decipher a way to join her in death. With thoughts of suicide on his mind, the Artist contemplates storming the town with a rage unmatched by anyone. He must draw out the Thespian to die heroically as he avenges the death of his lover. Wandering the town as the feeling of defeat weakens his every step, the Artist falls to his knees in an abandoned alley. Mere seconds before his plan comes to fruition, she appears."

The Lover
(based on Chapter Eight: Dead Girls Don't Just Appear Out Of Thin Air) "As badly as the Artist wants to believe that the girl who seemingly appeared out of thin air is Annabel, he knows in his heart that she is not. Despite this crushing realization, he is taken by her beauty and her sudden emergence in the alley where he was slowly dying. The mystery woman takes him in and cares for him, nursing him back to health. After several days of silence, she whispers to him, "I'll be your anchor, I'll be your lover." It is at this very second that he knows that she is indeed his Annabel after all. He leans in to kiss her soft lips, which sends him face first into the cobblestone of the alley in which he knelt. Awakened from his dream, the Artist is once again pained with the realization that his lover is gone."

In Her Tomb by the Sounding Sea
(based on Chapter Nine: It's Happening Again, It's Happening Again) "The Artist finds his feet and trudges back out into the sunlit town. He rounds the corner and once again sees Annabel in the reflection of a window. However, this time she does not look angry or sad. She doesn't appear to him as the tortured and pained image he saw in the bar, but rather as the woman he had fallen so in love with during the past seven years. Suddenly, the Thespian appears in the reflection, standing behind Annabel with a knife to her throat. Fear engulfs her entire body as the Thespian slits her throat from ear to ear. The horrific image alerts the Artist of two things equally disturbing and harsh: the memory of Annabel is slowly disappearing from his mind and he must find and kill the man who has taken her from him."

To Be Scared by an Owl
(based on Chapter 10: You Have No Clue What She Is Capable Of) "The Artist spends the day planning his attack and the evening hunting for the Thespian. A flash of light from the blade of the Thespian stings his eyes and the two engage in a fight to the death. Armed with only his hands and the fleeting memories of his Annabel, the Artist vows revenge."

Annabel
(based on the epilogue: And Now The Dream Is Over) "The final piece reveals the climax to our story of revenge, love, lust, murder and insanity, but you must read the story to discover the conclusion. The emptiness will haunt you."

I copy/pasted this entire thing and I am not ashamed. :3

Quote from: Nick3306 on April 11, 2012, 04:33:13 AM

Quote from: redchecks on April 11, 2012, 12:51:43 AM

Quote from: Nick3306 on April 10, 2012, 10:43:59 PM
I would post the story that goes along with Metropolis part 2 but It would require 3 paragraphs lol

I challenge you to do just that. I would respect you for making an effort more ( I respect you a fair bit already as you have made a LOT of effort but y'know... proving someone wrong is just fab).

Challenge me you say? My main reason for not typing it was that i mae that post 5 min before I had leave for work.

Metropolis, the mirical and the sleeper- The story starts with metropolis the miracle and the sleeper. Although it is not on the same album as the rest of the story. The song tells of a struggle between 2 people called the miracle, and the sleeper. The song does not, however, say who these people are.

Regression-The main character Nicholas is at a hypnotherapist and is being put to sleep. This is where he first had visions of a girl named victoria from the past.

Overture 1928- An instrumental but it revealed that Victoria lived in 1928.

Strange dejavu- While in the dream, Nicholas cant help but feel as though the dreams are familiar. As if he had lived them before. This is where he first sees victoria

QuoteThere's a room at the top of the stairs, Every night I'm drawn up there, There's a girl in the mirror, Her face is getting clearer, Young child won't you tell me why I'm here?

All the visions of her life he cant help feeling are dejavu (hentz song name) Once he wakes up, he starts to get obsessed with this mysterious girls life.

QuoteSomething's awfully familiar, The feeling's so hard to shake,Could I have lived in that other world, It's a link that I'm destined to make

Through My words- A short transition that basically says he is telling the story of her life through his words.

QuoteAll your eyes have ever seen, all you've ever heard, is etched upon my memory, spoken through my words

Fatal Tragedy- Nicholas finds that he cannot sleep at night because the memories of victoria haunt him, the next day he goes and visits an old man who tells him that victoria was murdered in that very house but does not give any further details.

QuoteI felt that I could trust him He talked to me that night; "Lad did you know a girl was murdered here?" "This fatal tragedy was talked about for years" Victoria's gone forever Only memories remain

Now destined to find out what happens, nicholas returns to the hypnotherapist.  The song ends with the hypnotherapist saying ""Now it is time to see how you died. Remember that death is not the end but only a transition."

Beyond this life- Nicholas learns of the story in the newspaper regarding victorias death in 1928. It said she had been killed by her boyfriend after she had broken up with him. It went on to say that he also commited suicide after killing her.

QuoteHeadline: "Murder, young girl killed, Desperate shooting at Echo's Hill, Dreadful ending, killer died, Evidently suicide."

At the end of the song nicholas feels that his soul might be the same as victorias.

Through her eyes-After being awakened, nicholas visits victorias grave, he feels extremely sad. He feels like her death is his own and anger over the unfairness grows. Now that I've become aware,

QuoteAnd I've exposed this tragedy, A, sadness grows inside of me, It all seems so unfair

Home- My personal favorite song on the album. We learn that julian is the sleeper and also is victorias boyfriend. But victoria leaves him because he has bad habits.

QuoteHelp- I'm falling, I'm crawling, I can't keep away from its clutch, Can't have it, this habit, It's calling me back to my home

We then learn that she starts having an affair with julians brother Edward (the miracle)

The dance of eternity- Another instrumental, and imo not a very good one, overture 1928 was better.

One Last time-Nicholas starts to doubt the newspaper article, he feels there must be something more to that story and needs to figure out what it is.

QuoteIt doesn't make any sense, This tragic ending, In spite of the evidence, There's something still missing

he then goes to edwards house and begins to have visions but he cannot tell what they are.

The spirit carries on- Nicholas prepares to go to the hypnotherapist for the last time to find the truth. he explains how he believes our spirit carries on after death

Finally Free-The Dramatic ending, and imo they could have not made a better ending. The hypno therapist rushes him out of his sleep for an unknow reason, you can hear nicholas get in his car and leave. So the rest of the information in the song nicholas is unaware of. We learn that Victoria and julian met on the street. Victoria was done with having an affair with julians brother and was prepared to take him back.

QuoteFeeling good this Friday afternoon, I ran into Julian
Said we'd get together soon, He's always had my heart He needs to know, I'll break free of the Miracle, It's time for him to go

Victoria set up a meeting with edward to tell him that their affair is over. Unfortunately for her, julian found out about their meeting. He showed up and shot and killed both victoria and Edward. He then left a suicide note with edwards name on it so they would think edward killed her and commited suicide. Nicholas does not know any of this because the hypnotherapist woke him up early.

Later we are takin to nicholas' house, the hypno therapist show up unexpectedly and kills nicholas. Tt turns out that Nicholas was victoria in his past life and the hypnotherapist was julian. The whole point of nicholas' vision was not to tell him about the murder like he thought. They were to warn him of a cycle of murders throughout history. Unfortunitly he did not find out and ended up dead making the cycle continue into the next life.



There, is that enough effort for you? Btw I didnt copy and paste this, I wrote it all out lol.

I would read all that if I wasn't tired... But I'll say, man, WOW... someone knows his stuff.
and Alicia.... Alesana suck.

Quote from: redchecks on April 11, 2012, 12:31:48 PM
I would read all that if I wasn't tired... But I'll say, man, WOW... someone knows his stuff.
and Alicia.... Alesana suck.

You're dead to me.

Alice's Resturaunt.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LjKF7aQthcQ


Enjoy!


Alice's Restaurant
By Arlo Guthrie

This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the
restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,
that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's
Restaurant.

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on
Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the
church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in.  Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their garbage for a long time.

We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump.  So
we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed
on toward the city dump.

Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving."  And we had never heard of a dump
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.

We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw our's down.

That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie.  He said, "Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of
garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope
under that garbage."

After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station.  So we got in the red VW microbus with the
shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
police officer's station.

Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was
both immediately arrested.  Handcuffed.  And I said "Obie, I don't think I
can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on."  He said, "Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."

And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of
cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station.
They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and
they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence against us.  Took pictures of the approach,
the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to
mention the aerial photography.

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail.  Obie said he was going to put
us in the cell.  Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt."  And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?"  And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings."  I
said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?"
Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape.  Obie
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.

We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down.  Man came in said, "All rise."  We all stood up,
and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the
judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us.  And
we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not
what I came to tell you about.

Came to talk about the draft.

They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street,
where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected.  I went down to get my physical examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning.  `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave
me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill.  I mean, I wanna, I
wanna kill.  Kill.  I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth.  Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL."  And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down
yelling, "KILL, KILL."  And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."

Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no
part untouched.  Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the
last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?"  He said, "Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there.  Mother rapers.  Father stabbers.  Father
rapers!  Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me!  And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?"  I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage."  He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"
And I said, "Littering."  And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance."  And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench.  And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said.

"Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna-
know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting-
officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and talked for
forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had
fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there,
and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it
down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the
pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the
other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on
the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the
following words:

("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")

I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, burn women,
kids, houses and villages after bein' a litterbug."  He looked at me and
said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you fingerprints
off to Washington."

And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints.  And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into
the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get
anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.".  And walk out.  You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't take him.  And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an
organization.  And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and
walking out.  And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the
guitar.

With feeling.  So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does.  Here it comes.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

That was horrible.  If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes.  I'm not proud... or tired.

So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.

We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.

All right now.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Excepting Alice
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Restaurant

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Way to steal my idea guys.  But mine was better due to quotes.

Quote from: awesomealicia on April 11, 2012, 10:01:39 AM
Curse Of The Virgin Canvas
(based on the prologue: I Handed You A Knife And My Heart, and Chapter One: Empty Eyes Accuse A Face So Evil) "The dawn is approaching the small town of Slough in England during the year 1898. A local sketch artist, known to us simply as "the Artist," lies in a bed next to the woman of his dreams, "Annabel." As the first rays of sunlight pour through the window, he rolls over to wake his lover with a kiss. Her cold lips reveal a lifeless body once so beautiful. His one and only love has been murdered and nothing is what it seems. When it is revealed to him whose hands may be responsible, he begs for the whole thing to be a horrible nightmare."

The Artist
(based on Chapter Two: Sweaty Hands Will Fail To Lock The Door) "The Artist, overwhelmed with panic and paranoia, is convinced that he is being watched and that someone somewhere knows what he's done. Just the sight of Annabel's body begins to blur the lines of fantasy and reality. He controls the urge to run and leans down to kiss her one final time, closing her eyes with the gentle touch of his blood-soaked fingertips. His tortured goodbye plagues his mind and allows the madness to come pouring back with a vengeance. The Artist accepts his fate, hides the body and sets out into the night."

A Lunatic's Lament
(based on Chapter Three: It Was Your Poison Kiss That Turned Me Into This) "In an abashed state of mind, the Artist begins to blame Annabel for what he has obviously done to her: his depression and paranoia have turned to rage. He moves as quickly as his feet will carry him toward the center of town. Not only is he running from the grisly murder scene, but he's running from the ringing of Annabel's voice in his head. It's as if her spirit is chasing him, torturing what little sanity he has left. He cannot look her in the eyes, he knows it will weaken his anger and he simply cannot allow that to happen. Not now. The Artist begs and pleads with her to leave him be as he sprints toward the town, his intentions still unknown even in his own mind. There's one crippling thought that the Artist cannot seem to escape even in madness: Annabel is the only girl he has ever loved."

The Murderer
(based on Chapter Four: My Thirst For Blood Turns Me On) "The Artist finally makes it into town and, at least for the time being, sheds the haunting voice of Annabel. He wanders past a tavern to the sounds of laughter and drunken piano playing and becomes uncontrollably enraged. If he is not allowed to be happy, then no one shall be. The Artist enters the tavern and bolts the door shut behind him, unbeknownst to the patrons inside. His thoughts are racing, his adrenaline is pumping, and he takes a drink to steady his nerves. He glances up from his glass only to find a blood-covered, screaming Annabel in the reflection of the mirror behind the bar. He finishes his drink, stands up, approaches the poor soul closest to him and utters five macabre words: 'Are you ready to die?'"

Hymn for the Shameless
(based on Chapter Five: I Immerse Myself In Sick Reflection) "Following the massacre and armed with a complete lack of guilt, the Artist finds a sick pleasure in the deception of his ways. He begins to feel invincible. Relishing his victory and overcome by his own satisfaction, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath as he ponders his own insanity. The Artist fantasizes about Annabel's voice and questions whether her love could save him from what he's become. He snaps and curses all who thinks he will even consider stopping now."

The Thespian
(based on Chapter Six: Her Somber Silhouette Dances For Me) "As the sun sets, the Artist cannot seem to escape his own imagination. Completely lost in self-indulgence, he begins to see Annabel's face everywhere. The visions of her usher his wandering, delusional thoughts back to the day when he first fell in love with her. He soon becomes obsessed with the fantasy that she could possibly still be alive. The Artist scrambles home in a hastened fury only to be stopped dead in his tracks at his front porch by a man who introduces himself as the Thespian--the man who killed Annabel."

Heavy Hangs the Albatross
(based on Chapter Seven: My Feet Are Slipping) "Finding it nearly impossible to come to grips with the emergence and confession of the Thespian, the Artist gives up on his fleeting fantasy that Annabel could still be alive. Without his vengeance, his anger, his insanity and without the chance of Annabel coming back from the dead, he attempts to decipher a way to join her in death. With thoughts of suicide on his mind, the Artist contemplates storming the town with a rage unmatched by anyone. He must draw out the Thespian to die heroically as he avenges the death of his lover. Wandering the town as the feeling of defeat weakens his every step, the Artist falls to his knees in an abandoned alley. Mere seconds before his plan comes to fruition, she appears."

The Lover
(based on Chapter Eight: Dead Girls Don't Just Appear Out Of Thin Air) "As badly as the Artist wants to believe that the girl who seemingly appeared out of thin air is Annabel, he knows in his heart that she is not. Despite this crushing realization, he is taken by her beauty and her sudden emergence in the alley where he was slowly dying. The mystery woman takes him in and cares for him, nursing him back to health. After several days of silence, she whispers to him, "I'll be your anchor, I'll be your lover." It is at this very second that he knows that she is indeed his Annabel after all. He leans in to kiss her soft lips, which sends him face first into the cobblestone of the alley in which he knelt. Awakened from his dream, the Artist is once again pained with the realization that his lover is gone."

In Her Tomb by the Sounding Sea
(based on Chapter Nine: It's Happening Again, It's Happening Again) "The Artist finds his feet and trudges back out into the sunlit town. He rounds the corner and once again sees Annabel in the reflection of a window. However, this time she does not look angry or sad. She doesn't appear to him as the tortured and pained image he saw in the bar, but rather as the woman he had fallen so in love with during the past seven years. Suddenly, the Thespian appears in the reflection, standing behind Annabel with a knife to her throat. Fear engulfs her entire body as the Thespian slits her throat from ear to ear. The horrific image alerts the Artist of two things equally disturbing and harsh: the memory of Annabel is slowly disappearing from his mind and he must find and kill the man who has taken her from him."

To Be Scared by an Owl
(based on Chapter 10: You Have No Clue What She Is Capable Of) "The Artist spends the day planning his attack and the evening hunting for the Thespian. A flash of light from the blade of the Thespian stings his eyes and the two engage in a fight to the death. Armed with only his hands and the fleeting memories of his Annabel, the Artist vows revenge."

Annabel
(based on the epilogue: And Now The Dream Is Over) "The final piece reveals the climax to our story of revenge, love, lust, murder and insanity, but you must read the story to discover the conclusion. The emptiness will haunt you."

I copy/pasted this entire thing and I am not ashamed. :3

I used to listen to Alesana back in the day.

btw I hope you know what that album is about, or i'd have to slap you.

Yes -.-

You must love alice's restaurant, like really, listen to it.

Quote from: tabooti on April 11, 2012, 03:52:23 PM
You must love alice's restaurant, like really, listen to it.

I got about 5 minutes into it and it's very interesting. I will finish it when I get home, I got class now

Quote from: SalasCraft on April 11, 2012, 03:57:49 PM

Quote from: tabooti on April 11, 2012, 03:52:23 PM
You must love alice's restaurant, like really, listen to it.

I got about 5 minutes into it and it's very interesting. I will finish it when I get home, I got class now

15 more minutes to go!

Welcome to the Aftermath - Remo Conscious
fun to listen when your pissed off

The Lion King Soundtrack, because childhood.