Big Al and Kate are 2 small town criminals with big ideas - passion and crime are their lifeblood . However, when Al pushes his power over Kate too far, beating her up in a jealous rage, she decides to fight back. Kate is sexy and she knows it so she seduces everyone around her to exact revenge. .45 is a sexy thriller about power, trust and the lengths one woman will go to win.
After Playing in this band (Thinktank) for 4.5 years. I got married and began to pursue another passion. Film and Video Production. During this transition I helped shoot and edit their Video Clip. The Clip had a decent run on RAGE (A late night MTV show in Australia). The band released a killer album around the same time, toured lots and eventually disbanded like all good things tend to do. But the music and the video remains....
you'd think i could come up with a nice happy positive song... but here i am with another tale of hopelessness, drug & alcohol abuse, addiction, abortion and all sorts of excesses of a human nature... but these are the things that i see distorting our nature and our expression of ourselves, & maybe the last verse of the song says it best; Woe to me if i don't tell you... Every time I hear the baby cry, Who was born with fire in his veins, You can't touch him, And he can't look you, In the eye... Woe Every time I see a mother, Who doesn't want her baby, So she hires an assassin, He's got credentials on his wall, And he can look you straight in the eye...Woe Rows of houses where there is no father, And the children, are putting fire in their brains, If you could touch them, Could you give them answers for all their questions... Woe Woe to heartache and woe to the pain, For a life without hope, In a world that's so insane, Slaves to raging passions, That burn within...you Mother, Mother, Mother earth they've, Built a religion around you, And forgotten your creator, But you are dying, and He said, The heavens are passing away with you... Woe Foundational confusion, political illusion, And all the people are dying, In the middle of a brain storm, They've got credentials on their walls, And skeletal remains behind every door... Woe Woe unto me if I don't tell you, About the things that are, And things that are coming, I wear the mantel, Of the one who was taken away just like in a whirlwind... Woe
Will Lady Eyreka become a tenant on her own land, or boldly step forward and offer herself as bride? Merewood Keep is just beginning to earn revenues and with her son as it's overlord. When King William decides to gift the newly rebuilt keep to one of his favored knights, she is devastated until she hears the rumors that the Norman is widowed. Augustin de Chauret has no desire to marry, nor live in England. But his liege lord has gifted him with a keep and now a wife. But will the Saxon beauty be willing to raise his motherless daughter and teach her how to run a keep? Though neither wishes to marry again, both are swept away by the fires of passion raging out of control when the two finally decide to consummate their union. When his daughter and new wife are taken prisoner, he must battle unknown forces to free them and win back his Saxon bride.
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Lori Handeland â Darker than passion â ANY GIVEN DOOMSDAY
NYT bestselling author LORI HANDELAND brings you the first book in her new Urban Fantasy Series â The Phoenix Chronicles. Psychic ex-cop is at the center of a supernatural war that has raged since the dawn of time. Only a chosen few have the ability to fight this evil, and without them the end of the world may be just around the corner.
Give me release witness me I am outside give me peace Heaven holds a sense of wonder and I wanted to believe that I'd get caught up when the rage in me subsides In this white wave I am sinking in this silence in this white wave in this silence I believe Passion chokes the flower 'til she cries no more possessing all the beauty hungry still for more Heaven holds a sense of wonder... I can't help this longing comfort me I can't hold it all in if you won't let me Heaven holds a sense of wonder... In this white wave I am sinking in this silence in this white wave in this silence I believe I have seen you in this white wave you are silent you are breathing in this white wave I am free Original
Nobody can accuse these musically unerring Viking Folk Metal woodmen from the German blackforrest empire of being short-lived trendfollowers. Far from it. The electrifying debut album „Weltenkraft, released 2007, had quite a lot to offer. Now these fierce hit melody composers and bark eaters pile the fire up: the current bombastic album succesor „Zum Tode hin proves the nature loving seven-piece horde to be extremely proficient musicians. As commonly known a raging, blazing passion for this special kind of pagan music is only very rarely realized nowadays. The mixture of styles offered by the audibly extremely talented septet has now found itself in the exact intersection of virtues known from Ensiferum, Moonsorrow and Finsterforst themselves. The current release will be promoted by concerts and festival performances. Also press only has the highest praise for the band. .
www.myspace.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 We reach the target like seasoned marksman Proceed with caution in the streets of boston We deeper then mobs when releasing thoughts with Secrative talking police are watching I'm diabolic i sound demonic or maybe robotic like stephen hawking I seem like i often speak to martians with more distortion then a damnn guitar riff quick to chop bricks like martial art flicks Split bones like chopsticks with cinder block fists As soon as we walk in - they talk under they breath Like this line - damn thats complex like planning bomb threats im exact when i spit damn you talk sh*** like an asshole with lips F*** the devils advocate, i'm the master, bi*** So feel the whiplash when you get lashed with whips get smashed with fists let the pain and passion mix like sadomasochists im a crazy activist if you don't like that raw sh*** shut this off and proceed with caution and keep on walking if you don't like that raw sh*** shut this off and proceed with caution and keep on walking if you don't like that raw sh*** shut this off and proceed with caution and keep on walking i'll stick it to your bi*** while im making my track and make ya chick climax while I rap by the way it sounds make you wonder where my mics at if i treat it like my dick and stick it inside that yo rage where the f*** is yo mind at i dunno yo wanna help me find that yo rage heres a job to apply at f*** that - wheres a label i can get signed at yo rage heres a place to play live at f*** that wheres a stage I can die at a place i can lie back -placed in time lapse as a ghost on my tracks rewind that I feel f***ed wakin up from crazy dreams to a world that seems more insane to me hate on me and ur face'll bleed like using rusty razor blades and no shaving cream You say money aint a thang to me like jay z and jermaine dupri but your a slave to green 2 verses and a freestyle to benefits proceed with caution beat
Here is a song that I had kicking around in my head for about a month, but it didn't really take shape until I put it to paper. I had just changed my guitar strings, and thought that I would work on this one. It's true that everything has it's season. "Dying Embers" once with warmth and passion I could take you in my arms and be the one to fore-fill your desire loving tender kisses run my fingers through your hair to keep the flame of love growing higher You always made me feel that I your king upon a throne would have your love a queen to hold forever but came such storms of life that we couldn't make that fire to rise we watched the flame burn down to dying ember dying ember, of a once raging fire dying embers, of passion and desire a flame that only flickers in my mind I remember dying ember I thought if I kept holding on to the memory of our love inside my heart the fire would be remembered but passion and desire and the warmth that felt you near are lost within the ash of dying embers dying ember, of a once raging fire dying embers, of passion and desire a flame that only flickers in my mind I remember dying ember I remember dying ember
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Sarah McLachlan - Silence (Lissat & Voltaxx) + This Is That Silence (New 2 Songs) Dec. 2008
01. Delerium - Silence (Lissat & Voltaxx Remix) 02. Delerium vs. Gareth Emery - This Is That Silence (Myon Collision) 03. This Is That Silence- Black Army Mashup [Released Novemeber 2008] ======================================= [Click Here For My New Channel For New Music!] MistressTrance1 http://www.youtube.com/user/MistressTrance1 ======================================= Silence - ||Lyrics|| Give me release witness me I am outside give me peace Heaven holds a sense of wonder and I wanted to believe that I'd get caught up when the rage in me subsides In this white wave I am sinking in this silence in this white wave in this silence I believe Passion chokes the flower 'til she cries no more possessing all the beauty hungry still for more Heaven holds a sense of wonder... I can't help this longing comfort me I can't hold it all in if you won't let me Heaven holds a sense of wonder... In this white wave I am sinking in this silence in this white wave in this silence I believe I have seen you in this white wave you are silent you are breathing in this white wave I am free ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ [Click Here For My New Channel For New Music!] MistressTrance1 http://www.youtube.com/user/MistressTrance1 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ [WHERE TO BUY THE MUSIC!] Use the Search Engine on these sites, then type in the artist or vocalist name to find all their fabulous songs/tracks!:) www.beatport.com www.junodownload.com www.audiojelly.com www.itunes.com www.djdownload.com www.dance-tunes.com www.cdjshop.com www.djtunes.com www.arminvanbuuren.com www.armadamusic.com [Please do rate & comment for the artists/songs; NOT me! I luv Sarah McLachlan voice!]
Hailed by The New York Times as "a fresh breeze of true inspiration," and "a breakthrough musical of the highest order" by The New York Observer, SPRING AWAKENING is a new musical about innocence, lost and found. Based on the infamous 1891 Frank Wedekind play and featuring an original score by Grammy-nominated recording star Duncan Sheik, SPRING AWAKENING explodes on the stage and pours out over the audience like hormones raging through a sixteen year-old body. It is a story of uncontrollable emotions and undeniable passions, of first love and lasting regrets. But most remarkably, it is a musical that answers the questions teenagers have been asking forever. "STARTLINGLY INVENTIVE! With it's affecting score, thrilling choreography and magnetic young cast, SPRING AWAKENING ingeniously crosses and recrosses the boundaries of culture and time to explore what's changed -- and what hasn't -- on the path to carnal knowledge." -Peter Marks, The Washington Post To Purchase Tickets, visit our website at www.springawakening.com
PLEASE NOTE: I divided my uploads between multiple channels, Bookmark this link in your browser for instant access to an index with links to all of John1948's oldies classics. LINK: http://jeb1948.blogspot.com/ Few R&B singers have endured tragic travails on the monumental level that Etta James has and remain on earth to talk about it. The lady's no shrinking violet; her autobiography, -Rage to Survive, describes her past (including numerous drug addictions) in sordid detail. But her personal problems have seldom affected her singing. James has hung in there from the age of R&B and doo wop in the mid-'50s through soul's late-'60s heyday and right up into the '90s and 2000s (where her 1994 disc Mystery Lady paid loving jazz-based tribute to one of her idols, Billie Holiday). Etta James' voice has deepened over the years, coarsened more than a little, but still conveys remarkable passion and pain. Jamesetta Hawkins was a child gospel prodigy, singing in her Los Angeles Baptist church choir (and over the radio) when she was only five years old under the tutelage of Professor James Earle Hines. She moved to San Francisco in 1950, soon teaming with two other girls to form a singing group. When she was 14, bandleader Johnny Otis gave the trio an audition. He particularly dug their answer song to Hank Ballard & the Midnighters' "Work With Me Annie." Against her mother's wishes, the young singer embarked for L.A. to record "Roll With Me Henry" with the Otis band and vocalist Richard Berry in 1954 for Modern Records. Otis inverted her first name to devise her stage handle and dubbed her vocal group the Peaches (also Etta's nickname). "Roll With Me Henry," renamed "The Wallflower" when some radio programmers objected to the original title's connotations, topped the R&B charts in 1955. "Good Rockin' Daddy" also did quite well for her later in 1955, but deserving follow-ups such as "W-O-M-A-N" and "Tough Lover" (the latter a torrid rocker cut in New Orleans with Lee Allen on sax) failed to catch on. James landed at Chicago'
There's more to just living life... Make it an Adventure! After the Holidays at home, I decided to spend the rest of my winter break doing what I love best: traveling! I flew into Lima with only my first night in a hostel booked, and spent the next three weeks exploring all the diversity Peru has to offer. From wildlife tours at las Islas Ballestas, to white water rafting ventures in the raging rivers; from making friends with a llama or two in the mountains of Machu Picchu, to letting the wind fly through my hair while zooming down massive sand dunes. Plus, I had countless more experiences like learning about sustainability at an EcoVillage, understanding the history of the mind-blowing Nazca Lines, and even spent a few days staying in a Peruvian home and teaching a family English. Peru is an amazing place because it's got something for everyone. So whether you are an adventure seeker, art and history enthusiast, nature buff, or just want to meet some welcoming and friendly people, Peru is the place to delve into your passion for traveling. Enjoy this brief summation of my trip to Peru (with a few photos from other countries thrown in for good measure) and feel free to ask me for tips and ideas on what to do and how to get there! And remember, start planning your next trip right now and discover how you can make today your next big adventure!
http://www.myspace.com/galensmithmusic This song is a second attempt at one of my first originals that I wrote back in 2007. The pace has certainly changed as well as the vocal strength, although the intimacy of whispered vocals must suffer in the process. I apologize if this offends anyone, but I think it is a good example of where I am right now in my music -- less in tune with the soft side and more ready to sing loud and clear. I think it also fits with the lyrics that I have always gone for - passionate yet a bit edgy - contemplative yet provocative. I hope you all enjoy, and a warm thanks to each and every one of you brave folks for listening to original music from a nobody like me. Lyrics: It only takes a glance But if I catch it it'll surely be by chance It takes one to know one but one is hard to find When laws of attraction ignore the distant eye With life on the island, the mind waits restlessly As oceans of endless waves guide with certainty Where fear is imagined and risk is trapped in stone And love resides beyond the tide and color fails to glow But it only takes a glance And even the skeptics could not pass up the chance Like Icarus in the morning sun they'll take his lead and fly Obsessed with all the splendor of the newly colored sky With thoughts bent on freedom, the heart beats wildly As strong winds of rapid change guide erratically Where fear is forgotten and risk is all we know We trust the wings in hopes they'll bring us far beyond the sea below So it's not just about me anymore Things are looking bright like they never have before But I'm not really sure how to take this flight When my eyes just aren't trained to see your golden light But if I turn away it'd be so commonplace Avoid the raging waters far beneath your face But I'm not really sure how to take this flight When my eyes just aren't trained to see your golden light So give me time all the time you can give until I find the light that shines on me Beam on me till I believe that lifting off won't have to mean A plunge into the se
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