the buddhists - objectively pro-tolerance
so more and different - merrier
to rock on!
And another where the kids start chanting "Pigs are haram!" when the cops break up the show.
Six kinds of awesome.
I don't really know anything about Buddhism, but (despite the fact that there are no doubt many rock stars who self-identify as Buddhist) it would seem that an embrace rather than rejection of Desire and all of its pitfalls is a requirement for Rocking Out.
Of course, I mostly listen to hardcore and opera, both of which are pretty much, "Drown me, Desire! Then toss my lifeless corpse upon your rocky shoals!"
"Keepin it Sunni Side Up since 2005!"
I contend that both the pun and the use of 'keepin' disqualify The Kominas from calling themselves 'crunk', 'punk,' or 'grime.'
remember i'm a tantric buddhist
in your pending pre-buddha state
all pleasures are welcom
Now read is getting into the spirit of the Mineshaft!
remember i'm a tantric buddhist
And within minutes, the Mineshaft took up a collection to fly read to UnfoggeDCon...
it would seem that an embrace rather than rejection of Desire and all of its pitfalls is a requirement for Rocking Out.
Once you achieve enlightenment, you can rock out effortlessly.
9: But . . . thumos. Thumos is required as well.
Once there was a buddhist monk who had been meditating in the mountains for twenty years. During this time his rice bowl was accustomed to travelling down to the nearest village, and then back with a few grains of rice, of its own power, so as not to disturb the monk, but he had not yet attained that level which some are said to reach, in which the monk eats nothing but pine needles, and then nothing at all, for sustenance. So when it once happened that his bowl did not return at all for an entire week, he was disturbed from his meditation and went down to the town to see what might be the haps.
When he got there, he saw his bowl sitting in its accustomed place, but no one had put anything in it, because all the townspeople were enrapt by Yngwie Malmsteen, who was busking with his saffron-colored electric guitar and full Marshall stack, pulling near-constant guitar face as his fingers raced around the fretboard and yanked violently on the whammy bar. His rice bowl was overflowing, but still the people tried to put more in.
When the monk saw this, he calmly stood near his bowl and held his arms as if they were holding a guitar as well, and started to move his hands and fingers just as if he were playing one. And then, so loud that one could hardly hear the sound coming from Yngwie's amps at all, came the absolutely heaviest, shreddingest, hottest-shit metal solo ever heard by the ears of man. All the people turned from Yngwie and started giving gifts to the monk, but he refused them, and picked up his still-empty rice bowl and returned to the mountains. For at that moment he had become enlightened, and realized that the things of this world are shackles and illusions.
Are you conflating thumos and desire, oudemia?! Shame!
Let's pretend I had had the presence of mind to write "thumos and orexis" above.
Orexis—the key to male sexual enhancement!
No. I am not at all! What have I done to deserve such calumny! Mr oudemia (he of the platonisme continental) would cast me into the street!
My point is that both are necessary to RAWK.
13.2: All men by nature orexis-ify themselves out toward knowing. Aristotle: as keen as ever.
OK, not real Muslim punk, but fun all the same.
Where are the moderate Muslim punk voices?
The sentiment uttered in 17 (without "punk" of course) may be a cliche, but in my mind it'll always be associated with ex-governor/attorney general Dick Thornburgh, who for some reason was involved in a forum on "How can the US fix its image in the world?" on our campus a few years ago. He kept saying that over and over.
In order to show us that the influential Muslim we would want to communicate with are all so radical that attempts to reason with them would be fruitless, so we should keep doing what we're doing, you know.
i like the lyrics, really angry
no profanity at all
and says all right things about life in general
Who knew? Mongolian rock is cool. Thanks dude. Is there a Uighur scene?
i'm glad you liked it
i don't know, uigurs are in the chinese Sinjaan-Uigur, and we do not comprehend their language, their language is similar to kirgiz may be
Translation:
"Sucka Uigha,
Uigha Uigha
I throw the sucka in front
for the ones that front . . ."
Also, that video linked above gets more interesting musically at about 1:40.
Also, that video linked above gets more interesting musically at about 1:40.
Visually, too, though it should be pointed out that it's not in Uighur.
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apparently you mean,
say bah in uigur, and i acknowledge you my egual
What language is it? I have no clue other than it's not Mandarin.
"Wigger" is deprecated, but uigur is OK.