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<p>hi ho just put up 3 tunes one is new one isnt and one is a the other one ....synapse i wrote in a spell of dispair when my brain tried to invert itself and escape through my left nostril ...funked up is a cool slice of electro/RnB and nightmare is a dream i had about writing a tune called nightmare :D i hope u like them and dont bother singing along to them cos there aint no lyrics cept if you feel like shouting out loud "all you have to to is close your eyes and listen " or "one moment please" or " what you have just heard is real" and the classic ,,"if you frighten easy turn off your radio now" ,,,works for me 
....now im off into chat where i will be discussing new recipes for chicken tikka masala sponge cake surprise ...the surprise being there aint no spomge cake lmao ....</p>
<p>I made a lyric page for my inner cover for my wanna-be cd and thought I'd post it on my blog. I figured someone might be interested in something they see or think it was a cool idea and try it for their tunes. I was mainly just bored.</p><p>• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •</p><p>LYRICS by THE ERIK JURADO EXPERIENCE:</p><p><span><strong>RIDE ON</strong></span> take your time and feel the vibe get into the rhythm if you open your mind open it wide i'll take you to the moon rules don't apply so dare to defy and take it to the limit the longer you ride the deeper inside you'll get into the tune a journey for freedom of thought is good reason to light up this candle c'mon get up and go exercise imagination feeling spacetime sensation the best things in life aren't really ever that complicated ride on we'll ride on wanna see what's at the edge of forever listen for the gravitational pull transmit the pictures ride on i'll do my best to lead you where your mind senses its freedom you may decide to take your own ride choose any place or reason and a true open mind won't be predefined by dogmatic baggage experience heavenly blissful peace or even hell if you like to scream a journey for freedom of thought is good reason to be on your way if you wanna get up and goexercise imagination feeling spacetime sensation the best things in life aren't really ever that complicated ride on just ride on are you ready for your trip through forever i'll listen for your sound waves i wanna hear what else is out there ride on i'll do my best to read the signals from your voyages of freedom take some time feel the vibe get into the rhythm i see you've opened your mind opened it wide how did you like neptune rules don't apply we dare to defy and take it to the limit the longer we ride the deeper inside we get into the tune a journey for freedom of thought is good reason be out on our way so let's get up and go exercise imagination feeling spacetime sensation the best things in life aren't really ever that complicated ride on we ride on ever wonder why we trip through forever maybe cause we realize that we don't have all the answers ride on i'll do my best and keep on riding to experience new paths of freedom <span><strong>BEE</strong></span> she doesn't need to believe in silly dreams like the teens she knows they turn to screams she's had it rough had enough i don't suggest you test her cause she'll call your bluff she doesn't ask for much she's always filling in time and just the thought of her touch i feel my temperature climb that's my girl that's my girl that's my world can't wait to see her tonight tonight i've seen her glow at a show the only way to describe it is i feel her feel the vibe that's how i know yeah i know the only girl around that likes it fast and likes it slow she never needed a man don't even need me my only hope to make it right is leave her bee that's my girl that's my girl she's my world she's coming home right now you better believe she'll be speaking her mind she listens to all my shit when i need to unwind that's my girl that's my babe she's my world she's on her way right now right now can't wait to see her tonight tonight she's seen me weak knows my flaws she's seen me snap and break the laws but when i needed an inch she was there with a mile nothing seems to matter once i see her smile that's my girl that's my babe she's my world she's coming in right now that's my girl that's my babe that's my bee<span> <strong>I DON'T KNOW AND I DON'T CARE</strong></span> instrumental <span><strong>KEEP ON RAINING</strong></span> cancel all of my plans for the day the wind blows cold clouds are so gray i feel the rain is on the way i hope it's here to stay i love a rainy day wash today down the drain rain keep on raining rain i love the rain keep on coming down all day oh yeah i hope it keeps on raining wash the day down the drain hear the tapping on my window pane sound is comforting easing my brain getting out of my bed such a strain instead i think i'll remain i love a rainy day wash all the stains away rain keep on raining rain i love the rain keep on coming down all day oh yeah i hope it keeps on raining until the stains wash away <span><strong>CAPABILITIES BEYOND CONTROL</strong></span> live for next life not me once tried thought twice couldn’t leap time is right now for me free minds think twice not sheep true nature andan open mind all answers within reach unless the signal weakens by the static that they preach question all theories truth is easily identified research and reason superstitions subside takes time takes trial makes right soon find not blind renews sight make peace with fire and burn bright own mind roam time so hone tight we each have capabilities connects us each within our souls each universal spirit dreams of meaning freedom and a superseding sense of control question all theory truth has no reason to hide research and reason all you need for the ride on a trip within the mind beyond the patterns and designs stare so deep and fall inside there's a light within divine ask the questions seeking light rise above the wrong and right understand that inner sight spans all space and time seek the world you hope to find dreams are elaborate and sublime don't ever stop just keep on trying until your spirit flies until it flies and it'll fly until you fly and you will fly don't ever stop just keep on flying we each have capabilities connections deep down in our soul we're universal spirits armed with capabilities beyond all control question all theory believe in color not just black and white research and reason i fucking do it every day and night always question what they say choose whatever games you like to play never feel lonely when you share healing starts when you show you care i can't imagine any other way i never knew another way no other way <span><strong>MORNING JAM</strong></span> instrumental <span><strong>NOTHING PERSONAL, BUT... </strong></span>sometimes i need to shout to let my feelings out when life leaves me in doubt some find nowhere to blend so hard to find a friend figure time to pretend play a big shot to an amateur lot so hard to get caught no one can tell the game that you sell i like how you spell critiques you claim as light don't really shine that bright most seem to just incite so let's see what you can do can you play the kazoo i'll give you a nice review listen big shot i don't admire you a lot or the lessons that you taught what made you come here did you have a bad year next time you should try beer blah blah blah blah blah blah constructive criticism blah blah blah blah blah blah can't anybody take the heat blah blah blah blah blah blah i am bulgarian beat a very successful european promater whatever the hell promater is i know you have the right to say what you might can't you be decent too most learn that when they're six a lesson learned that sticks nobody likes you pricks c’mon big shot you're put on the spot let's see what you got put up a song show me i'm wrong or is it too difficult i hope someday you see a cooler way to be and you can be set free in the mind not the mouth probably won't be too soon probably won't make a tune so safe and so immune c'mon big shot i put you on the spot let's see what you got put up a song don't need to be long prove me wrong blah blah blah blah blah blah freedom of speech man blah blah blah blah blah blah i have the right to say what i want bulgarian beat has the right to say what he wants about any song because after all i am a very successful music promater i still don’t know what promater is whatever i've wasted too much breath you're probably all full of meth that stuff can cause you death c’mon mr le chef god knows you're not tone deaf c'mon put up a song let's see what you can do so big shot i put you on the spot let's see what you got put up a song it don't need to be long and prove me wrong can you hear me big shot what the hell have you got i'm putting you on the spot let's see what you do can you play the kazoo i'll give you a nice review oh bobby you're getting so good on the kazoo you played mary had a little lamb uh very nice don't worry about those couple of notes you missed in the middle it could happen to anyone keep your head up young guy 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 <span><strong>OCHO</strong></span> i am a good person i i i i i i i i i i me me me me me me hahahahahaha yeah wooo <span><strong>INNER THOUGHT PROCESSES</strong></span> instrumental <span><strong>A PRAYER FOR EVERYONE - EXCEPT JIMMY</strong></span> held a grudge after our fight all day my mind was scheming decide to ask for peace with all my might that cold winter evening sacred request and a purposeful slight should ease this childhood seething a prayer for everyone in the world to be safe from all the evil except jimmy not jimmy don't save jimmy the main intent was to indict and laugh as he's weeping went to bed filled with delight turned away from his pleading but still something just wasn't right as the darkness was seeping i prayed that everyone in the world would be safe from all that's evil except jimmy not jimmy then i went to sleep that night couldn't get it out of my mind all i could think of was his plight i was sure he was screaming had to do something to make this right once i imagined the bleeding that's when i changed the prayer that i recite gotta start the healing a prayer for everyone in the world to be safe from all the evil even jimmy yes jimmy don't forget about jimmy you can't forget about don't you forget about tell me you won't forget jimmy <span><strong>SLEEPING</strong></span> slowly fading through thoughts invading been uneasy since my dreams have been hazy as i'm sleeping the dreams come near the moment before they reach me i swear they disappear i want what i can't get in my sleep i won't let this be my mind's meant for me and i will never stop believing in it all i need is a piece of time and leave all my problems behind see what i want to see i can be who i want to be and do the things i love to do my friend you'd be there with me too when reality's against me no one ever gets me the dreams i'd remember but they're not there they're not there morning waking how long will i take it no dreams to ease me so nothing ever frees me until i see you sleeping before the dawn starts creeping you look so peaceful and in that moment i feel so tranquil i love to see you at peace when you dream i need to let you be who you are so you can dream so free it's been my only peace of mind and in that piece of time all my problems are left behind while you see what you want to see when you're who you want to be all those things you love to do my friend you take me there with you and since reality's against me no one ever gets me the thoughts of you dreaming help ease the despair no despair <span><strong>AMERICA IS NOT WHAT IT SEEMS</strong></span> such shallow minds can be so blind the things they say give them away while those in need who gotta feed denied by greed no way the right is wrong our time is long and things should change today to think a person can be so cold just as if their heart's been sold to me the heart's worth more than their gold when many face each day with no way to meet their basic needs we must try help them replant those seeds provide them with a little relief the right view others' life as so cheap america is not what it seems no one knows that i pray in my own way best kept inside for me to bide not on display and everyone deserves some sun everyday seek those ray some find the light through darkest of skies or warmth in which our comfort relies radiate the mongers of hate this melting pot destiny's what makes our country so great we must seek domestic tranquility baby ever look in eyes of the free the light in them reminds me to see america still has its dream life is rich life's a **** so find your niche the game is played a price is paid then soon we fade way too quick may not seem fair but when you care you'll be amazed feel love and praised our country is at war with itself let's re-define our personal wealth don't be misled by popes kings or queens or republicans the senator's apology's obvious for all to see what they believe that's g o p policy fight for corporate rights can you believe they're selling out majority america's being robbed by the rich through oil war deceit and fear so let's take this country back just ask the axis he knows everything <span><strong>HAND IT OVER</strong></span> time heals all pain i recall somebody once told me i have myself to blame accepting what they sold me assistance cuts means taking back control and purpose they want me off my ass seek my own social service this first request begins with standard procedure reach for the sky welcome to my first adventure there's no way around it hurry hand it over i'm collecting tax directly from the well refined try not to look so aghast let's get this over too late trying to make me change my mind door to door in search of friends when i was younger i learned how capable i am to feed my hunger life gets tough it's up to me to make mine better a mental coat would fit me cozy like a sweater last year my part time job's cut claimed i burden the nation now i'm private sector and i'm helping job creation i'm tired of being called the bad guy fucking hand it over i'm not cold and callous but look in these eyes i hope you're not refusing help i need for my family that's all i needed to hear now you can say goodbye13 years of time invested in my education 14 schools i figured i'm an aberration finally came a time to stop making connections cause when they're gone they always felt just like rejections i testify through time with drinks and medication these bills are due i need some cash for compensation business that profits courts exempt them of their crimes now i'm in business and i'll trade your dollars for my dimes wise last second decision turning everything over now i bet you're wondering about that pain inside i'll level with you off the record now our transaction's over relax and take some shots of whiskey it will heal in time <span><strong>DROWNING</strong></span> drifting wading patience fading splashing sinking struggling drinking drowning i'm drowning plunging choking vision broken wishing trying gasping dying i'm drowning i wish that i could see your face just once again i'm drowning again i just can't pretend i'll be saved it's too late though i tried must be fate don't have what i need i'm ironically freed guess i lost no big deal once i drown i won't feel drowning drowning drifting wading patience fading splashing sinking struggling drinking drowning i’m drowning i'm going down to drown i'm down i'm going down <span><strong>MR. BILL</strong></span> mr bill mr bill why do they squash you and crush you and mush you and smash you and all you can say is oh no why do you sit there and take it why don't you get them back and make them pay for smashing the dough mr bill mr bill how many times do you get killed don't let them smash you or mash you or bash you and don't forget ahhhh <span><strong>BLOW ME AWAY</strong></span> we live our lives within a breadth of time we make the best of what we've got even if it not a lot last night the wind was blowing cold i felt a chill take hold left me empty inside as i was buried in thought we all make our own mistakes even chances we didn't take sometimes these lessons learned become who we are since we're the ones who are left to live our lives with these scars everything that we choose some we win some we lose and what might be right for me may not be right for you i know the opposite is also true so please don't think i'm blaming you i really wish you wouldn't take offense to the things i say so when that cold wind hit me yesterday i knew there was nothing i could say nothing i could do the one who blew it must be me because everything's all up to you those cold winds keep coming around they blow so cold i shiver from the sound last night they even brought me to my knees only the thought of seeing your face again kept me from the depths of its freeze i'd give my life to be with you through time cause without your touch i'm really not much and with those winds all around i know my end is confound since the cold from the emptiness drive me insane i thought you'd be here with me everyday now there is nothing i could do nothing i could say if this decision were left to me i'd ask please come home today just come home today i need you here with me those cold winds keep blowing through they blow so cold but what can i do i can hear them blowing through the trees if i knew you believed in me it would keep me from the freeze <span><strong>DAWN OF A NEW DAY</strong></span> blazing the earth's on fire my world's ablaze wasted mesmerized i can't help but gaze i'll make the best of what i got i've gotta take a shot i'm gonna keep rollin' on maybe i'll reach the dawn illusion our dreams weren't meant to be obtained confusion sometimes i don't know what i'm saying make the best of what you got or take another shot if you keep rollin' on you're gonna reach the dawn rough times never last here comes the dawn of a new day they'll be buried in the past with our **** ups and our mistakes push life's ugliness away at the dawn of a new day nature creates the beauty it destroys pressure to understand yet keep your poise you can settle for what you got or take another shot if you feel like rollin' on just gotta reach the dawn rough times never last here comes the dawn of a new day they'll be buried in the past with our **** ups and our mistakes push life's ugliness away every dawn of a new day i gotta find a better way i gotta see a better day agitation can't let bad thoughts weigh on your mind eradication the dawn will leave today behind we can settle for what we got or take another shot either way we're rollin' on until we reach the dawn rough times never last here comes the dawn of a new day they'll be buried in the past with our **** ups and our mistakes the ugliness begins to fade at the dawn of a new day i gotta see a better day </p> <p>• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •</p><p>THESE SONGS WEREN'T INCLUDED ON THE CD:</p> <p><span><strong>WHAT HAPPENED, SON?</strong></span> it's a tragedy when somebody ends their own life especially at a young age this was the last day in the life of kyle kubachka what happened, son sweet relief cold steel in my hand sweet relief inside the chamber will i have the courage to send myself to some other land as i lie all alone i wonder my life's not going the way i planned i'm finding it hard to cope everybody's tell me it's temporary there's no hope i wish that i could share this burden that lies deep within that i long for a place warm without a care a place where i can fit in tears would pour out of my eyes if i tried to explain don't blame yourself though that time never came i am loved and will be missed i know this to be true i just can't stop myself what am i to do this life is strange and difficult on the other side it's easy it's gotta be easier than this i want release from the unrelenting pain i feel this has to be done as soon as possible so my cherished loved ones the clock strikes three it's time for me to soar goodbye kyle you will be forever 19 in the hearts and minds of your parents your family and all of your friends goodbye <span><strong>THINK AGAIN</strong></span> before you ruin everything because your mind has blown your first mistake would be to drag me with you down that road think again there's gotta be a solution think again does it matter who's wrong think again don't need to add to the tension don't need to wreck your head so you better think again i see your situation is beginning to erode i won't stand by and watch you chip away at others' goad think again you gotta find a solution think again can you admit when you're wrong think again don't put the blame on a scapegoat yeah i see that you struggle everyday the same thing can't keep pointing at others even if they are to blame by assigning a scapegoat problems don't get solved and don't be surprised when these relations dissolve think again inaction to the comments facts and gossip misconstrued responsive triggers giving value self-respect subdued think again they'll push away at your buttons think again don't want to give them control think again just disconnect your emotion don't let them wreck your head so you better think again yeah just cause i don't respond to your last words that doesn't mean i concede the argument i make my own rules for the game i rise above think again then seek a higher plane so keep perspective don't let confrontation change your mood it shows you understand a self-respectful attitude <span><strong>LIES, LIES, LIES</strong></span> i won't listen there's always something wrong i feel there's something missing no signs of truth just words made up as alibis i get so tired of listening to lies lies lies i'm not perfect i'm lazy drink too much i'm immature i curse and such but if i hurt you i'll apologize and i'll mean it too if your way to make it right is put words in disguise i call those lies yeah i'm not listening to any more of your lies lies lies politicians corporate pigs religious phonies brokers it's so ironic that they advertise that they're so righteous patriotic bible thumping educated fetus loving family value market pumping just ask any orphan that you meet a single mother vet or drifter on the street i hope you'll listen whenever something's wrong and something ever missing here's a word of truth for you that i advise it's so obvious we'll see it in your eyes don't be like those i despise those motherfuckers spreading lies lies lies <span><strong>ABSOLUTION WITHIN</strong></span> wonder why i can't explain memories left inside my brain changes happening every day a change watching my loved ones drift away i'm absolutely alone my friend don't know when my time will end the only thing it seems should matter to me is being myself and free you too have the freedom to find what you need yes you do daydreams once came easy to me yesterday when we were running free sometimes thinking back to those days realize our memories turn to haze i'm absolutely alone in this world spend my time misunderstood by my girl i just can't help being myself sorry babe if you feel your life's on a shelf babe we tried and if we're really done with this ride our absolution within's justified time will be the only judge of me yes it will my mind showed some pictures to me lifetime supposed to wait and see sunshine always seems to burn me that's fine alone i'll face the journey i'm absolutely alone in this place wandering through time as i'm spiraling through space since i'm alone most of everyday it's pretty clear to me that i just gotta please the only person i know who sees yet doesn't mind who i am yeah that's me if you change your mind you know where i'll be yes you do</p><p>• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •</p><p>I don't know if this is even considered a blog, unless a blog is a collection of things that you have written during different time periods over the past 18 months that you have gathered to present in a single document so you can post it for all to read because you are extremely bored. If it is, then I'm good. If it's not, go ahead and call the blog police, I don't give a damn! LMFAO!!!</p><p> </p><p><em><strong>ERIK JURADO</strong></em></p>
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<div><p><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>THIS IS A RE-WORKED BLOG FROM July 1, 2011 - </em></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>I NEVER HAD A CHANCE TO EDIT THE FIRST VERSION UNTIL NOW.</em></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">When I first started making music in December 2009, I had 4 original songs and 1 cover song that I had worked on during that month (with NO experience or training WHATSOEVER, I might add) and went as far as I could get with them, then thought... NOW WHAT??? EVERY DAY that month I would come straight home after work during the week and spend a few hours each day over the weekends. Now I was at a point where I had 5 songs and nothing in the idea factory, is there a next step? Were they good? Am I done with this experiment? Should I care if someone thinks it is horrible? Is it okay to think that this was the coolest thing that I have ever done??? Could this be the last question that I ask myself??? All kinds of questions popped into my head, yet I could not answer them myself because my brain hit a dead end after that burst of creative outflow. After hearing the muddy sound, I figured I would mess with the placement of instruments - I spent about an hour mixing those first 4 songs!!! I didn't know I'd end up wasting an extra 15 minutes per song doing something that had nothing to do with making music! How much I've learned since then! I would sacrifice any one of my guitars if I could live in a world where it only took 15 minutes for me to mix a song now! Anyways, I was at a point where I was in need of a listener! I only knew of iTunes and CD's at the time and iTunes was for professionals. I made a 5 song "EP" and called it "BADASS," because that's how good I felt. I happened to have a family picture with me on a zebra/donkey - or a “zonkey” - in Tijuana, so I thought that would make the title a little more humbling and I made about 10 CD’s, to give out to the first 10 people who had showed any interest. I still have about 5 or 6 left - in case you were wondering. </span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: small;">So, WHO should be the CHOSEN ONE to be granted the privilege to be my first listener? GOT IT! Out of all of the people from the past, present and in the future, that will ever be on this (or any other) planet, I decided that my girlfriend would be my choice to have access to this top secret endeavor - after all, she did know me before I was a musician - I knew I could trust her not to get all caught up in being starstruck. I played my first song, DROWNING" for her and she talked through the entire song. Then, I started the next song for her. The talking continued until the songs were finished playing. Then she got up and said, "Yeah, those were good." FIRST OF ALL, HOW CAN A PERSON WORSHIP THESE SONGS IF THEY DON’T DEDICATE THEIR ENTIRE MIND TO THEM? YOU NEED TO LET EACH SONG ENTER THE BRAIN IN ITS NATURAL, SPIRITUAL WAY - WORSHIPPERS NEED TO HAVE THEIR “WORSHIP” COME FROM DEEP WITHIN - NOT FROM TRUST! I have worshipped songs before, one needs to pay attention to the lyrics, feeling, musicianship, and technical skills - she didn't do ANY of those, so my music couldn't have been assessed reliably. I had to declare her judgement “biased.” Who could really blame her??? She loves everything I do and was probably overwhelmed, due to the fact that she was now officially going out with a musician - in light of these understandable reasons, her loyalty was forgiven. She is funny too, calling each of my songs by a personalized descriptor, such as, "that one song that is short where you’re yelling something and then you laugh like a maniac." She would rather say ALL OF THOSE WORDS than just say "OCHO." I let her talk the description out since she likes talking about my music. But now I'm back to where I was - I'm back to finding the first listener. </span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: small;">OF COURSE!!! MY BEST FRIEND!!! We know each other’s good and bad sides, and we accept each other for the person we are. He actually has a longer history knowing the real me than my girlfriend, I should have thought of him first! Oh well, we'll be even now that I'll let him be the first to LISTEN to these. He will be impressed and proud to have me as his best friend after hearing my tunes. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that will probably lead to him telling all of his other friends that they are cool and everything, but his BEST FRIEND IN L.A. trusts him to experience his music before anyone else gets the chance to, and no matter how many miles are between, they shouldn’t assume that they will be moving in to the “lead friend” position any time soon - because it is already taken. So, since he lives in Washington and I live In California, email was going to have to be the way to present this opportunity to him. He’ll be getting the “straight dope” - as the kids like to say - straight from his "musician buddy down in L.A." After I sent an email with the music attachments, I was feeling good. It’s nice to give special gifts to your friends when they are not expecting them. He was probably so excited to see that in the midst of all of his spam emails. A couple of days later I called to find out which track he loved the most. I was informed that he hadn't had the time yet, so I figured that he wanted to do this “old school” - those kids and their slang, they really crack me up! He probably didn’t want to “just listen” to the songs - especially RIGHT AFTER complaining about all of those viagra emails he had to sift through. I was sure that he wanted to be relaxed, with a freshly rolled "cigarette" and listen to my creation in the proper atmosphere - in the dark with some headphones. Sorta like when I purchased PINK FLOYD'S "ANIMALS" album, and then we took turns listening to the songs, with and without headphones, so we could try to find out WHY the album sounded better WITH the headphones (it also sounded better WHILE EATING a bowl of Cocoa Puffs...) you see, guys are on a whole different level when it comes to mixing pleasure with the scientific method! This time I would wait for his call to me - since it was his Sunday to call with the football odds. He would have Friday night to listen to the 5 songs, and then he’d probably invite his second string collection of friends on Saturday night, showing them by example of what it takes to put the BEST in the tag, "BEST friend." I can show a little patience - SEE! I can be very adaptable - HEY! There are two more qualities of what a best friend is all about that just popped out unexpectedly! But we can’t start gong down that road cause we’ll be here for too long, and I’m sure you have other things to do eventually, so I “won’t go there.” That’s one of those phrases that kids say while they hold their index finger up and they wave it back and forth opposing the back and forth movement of their head. Okay, that one doesn’t really translate through text, so we’ll just move on... oh yeah, my over-worked buddy... apparently, his company had been working him like a dog that whole week. His damn boss was being some kind of "well-healed, big wheel" telling MY friend, "keep on digging down in the pig bin!” I told him not to worry about listening to my song - I didn't want my song "DROWNING" to be some new fate that he feels he should take on - it was hard enough to hear that he had ended up living in the "PIGS, THREE DIFFERENT ONES" story... I didn't know he would take the songs all the way like this. Of course, I know it could have been “just a co-incidence” - but, why chance it??? After all, he is my best friend. Come to think of it, I don't think he has had a chance to listen to ANY of my songs yet - he has never even mentioned them. I guess Pink Floyd knew EXACTLY what they were talking about, cause I am now thinking that my buddy’s boss must be one of those real pig-headed jerks that “non-creative” types need to work for just to make a living!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">NOW WHO???? FAMILY!!! WHAT A GREAT IDEA!!! NOT!!!! Ahhh, another one of those things that the kids are saying these days... They get you going one direction and then pull out the rug, simply by throwing in, “NOT!!!” I like to be up to date on all of the latest juvie jive! Anyways, those first family replies: ALL GENERIC! "I like your songs." "Those are good." "Nice." "I'm impressed." THAT'S NOT WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR!!!! DO THEY MOVE YOU?? DOES YOUR SKIN HAVE GOOSEBUMPS DURING MY LAUGH IN “OCHO?” IF NOT, WHAT DO YOU THINK MY SONGS ARE LACKING? WHY DO THEY SEEM SO MUCH DIFFERENT FROM PROFESSIONALLY RECORDED MUSIC? I NEED SOME KIND OF DIRECTION FROM SOMEBODY WHO KNOWS WHAT I COULD DO TO IMPROVE MY MUSIC, BECAUSE IT IS NOT BEING WORSHIPPED IN THE PROPER MANNER! NOBODY WANTS TO TELL ME! I DON'T KNOW, SO DO THEY EVEN KNOW??? I decided to “Google” the words "music” AND “worshippers" AND “feedback” - and I was presented with a list of links, ONE was a music web site that had a forum that allowed a person to ask for reviews. BINGO!!!! The internet comes through again! What a wonderful tool we have in the internet!!! How Al Gore was able to invent the internet AND have more votes than George W. Bush in the 2000 election YET STILL LOSE that election will always be a mystery to me. Maybe it has to do with all of the voting fraud that those damn minorities are committing - FREAKIN’ minorities! That’s one that my niece likes using - the word “freakin”, probably because it sounds like a swear word, but doesn’t actually cross the line. It is a technically acceptable word that I am hearing more and more lately by kids too. “My freakin’ teacher got all freakin’ mad cause I freakin’ forgot to do my freakin’ homework!” WHAT A “FREAKIN’” BICTH! Those damn kids are getting smarter each and every generation - try busting them for using the term "bicth" and they are always so quick to point out that a bicth is a female dog. Well, back to those freakin’ minorities... they are ruining this country! The commercials with the big waving flags show actual video of these people sneaking over the borders to vote. Those flag waving commercials have me thinking we should send them all back where they came from - wherever the other side of the wall was! Actually, that does seem like an awful lot of effort just to vote. Maybe we should jump the wall and vote in their elections, we’ll vote for the Taco Bell dog or something and laugh when they are run by a Chiuahua. Whatever happened to good, old fashioned revenge?" Ah, the good old days... I guess I must me getting old. Anyways, Al Gore should have been president for making up the internet - that’s the bottom line - case closed! But he didn’t feel like fighting - democrats usually shy away from ALL fights. Now, I wouldn’t go so far as to call them all “pussies” cause I don’t know who I’d be offending - I don’t need for someone to walk up to me some day and punch me in the mouth for calling them a name - especially if I happen to be in a job interview, I don’t know ANYONE who has ever been hired while their nose and mouth were bleeding - NOONE. But Al Gore didn’t try to make his case to be president, and now he’s all into global warming. I guess the global warming people paid better or had better benefits. Who knows? Maybe Bush won by magic. Politics is one of those magical subjects in which ANYTHING is a possibility - IN FACT, CORPORATIONS HAVE BEEN GIVEN THE SAME RIGHTS AS PEOPLE!!! True Dat! I’m starting to get sick of those damn kids and their made up words - I’m beginning to think that maybe they don’t know how to speak proper English so they make up this other crap! But back to the Supreme Court’s ruling saying that corporations have the same rights as people, thus creating many magical possibilities to occur within politics... magical, indeed! Co-incidentally, I went the same route as I believe our founding fathers would have chosen. I'll let a random individual be the first to listen to my creations. THE PERFECT WAY TO GIVE EACH AND EVERY INDIVIDUAL A CHANCE - or corporation! 
- my first attempt ever at using a smiley - Kids use smilies ALL OF THE TIME!!! I never used a smiley cause i always thought those things were too gay! (Due to their happy smile. I wasn't suggesting they are homosexuals - although, the Supreme Court has set a precedence with the ruling allowing corporations their ability to have first amendment rights, so, I guess that would seem to suggest that smilies should be allowed to be considered homosexual if they choose to go down that road... what was I talking about before those freakin’ smilies chose to live lives of sin, yet have their equality??? OH YEAH, FIRST COME FIRST SERVED - A lottery to see who gets the very first taste of my aural expressions - a very democratic process that shows my support for this country and our beliefs... SO, LET'S DO THIS - I will submit a post on the music site requesting reviews for my songs - and let the public go at it - DEMOCRATIC-STYLE! </span></p><p><span> </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">3 songs can be uploaded for free - so I register and upload. I make my request for review in the forum, now it's just a matter of time. I take a break, do some chores, get a little work out in, grab a snack, then about 15 minutes later I check for all of the replies and NOTHING!! Why am I being ignored. I figured that I was probably being hazed for being the new guy? GOOD ONE!!! After 30 minutes - STILL no reviews! I'm starting to think that the site is some "locals only" site - I'm being shunned. I am using the most fair and democratic approach and these local yokels want to keep all of the action to themselves. Maybe one of them will come through - I'll have to work a double shift on my patience today - I can do amazing things in the mind-over-matter department. By one full hour, STILL NO FANS!!! THAT'S IT!!! I've had enough of this site's mental abuse. Instead of telling them off though, I decided I'd be the grown up, and since I can't smack them each in their heads to get them moving forward on this case, I think I need to set an example to help prod them along. Maybe one of them will read my homemade comment and want to get in on some of that ground-level action - PLUS, I don't think getting kicked out of ANOTHER forum for inappropriate language will solve anything and I didn't want to move on after investing so much time already at the site, although the victims have a rough time dealing with their lives after such an assault on their mortal mind... I'll be the bigger man and lead by example, so I gave myself a nice review of what I tried to accomplish. I waited and still nothing. About 20 minutes later, I lobbed in my next verbal smoke bomb to get some feedback! Nothing. Then the third V.B. (I sometimes like to use abbreviations to save time with these blogs) STILL NOTHING. I give up... I'll figure out a new plan after I get a good night's sleep. Next day there's a HUGE BOOM in the email right after the “SALES ON CANADIAN VIAGRA” email that sounded like a pretty tempting deal!!!! THERE WAS FINALLY A REVIEW!!! Smoked out... just liked planned!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">I was so relieved to finally get to my first comment... "WE DON'T COMMENT ON OUR OWN TRACKS AT THIS SITE, PLEASE STOP."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">Okay, the pressure is finally off on getting that first comment!! WHEW!!! Now I wonder what they thought of my music. I asked again. THEN I GOT MY FIRST REAL RESPONSE!!!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">"This doesn't have the right structure, sound, levels, it sounds bad." The first thing I thought is that I was experiencing the same exact feeling as if I had jumped into an unfamiliar shower. I get in thinking it will be the right temperature and find out how shockingly cold the water feels -(thanks for your comments friends and family!) Then try to make a spontaneous, calculated adjustment to the knobs, which always seems like way too much time fumbling around for the proper knob. I turn the knobs only to scald myself the very next second, feeling the same intense shock, but on the opposite end of the pain spectrum. (Thanks for your review music site locals!) I know no person or thing could logically be blamed - after all, it's my personal thing to deal with. I still end up thinking "OUCH, THAT WAS WAY COLD AND THEN YOU BURNED ME. YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF FUKCERS!!!" </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">Then, a day or so later, SOMEONE COMES THROUGH!!! </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">With both the right combination of hard cold truth mixed with warm understanding of what I was attempting to create AND adding some suggestions since he realized I was an obvious beginner, I GOT EXACTLY WHAT I WAS HOPING FOR!!!!! My very next upload sounded SO MUCH better and I felt good about what I was doing and comfortable with where I was considering my experience. I didn't know what I needed at the time, but when I got it everything changed for me. I know it can't happen every time, but I now TRY to post comments in that same spirit that fixed me for that moment in time. The more complex and difficult we seem to be behaving or feeling seems to be fixed when it feels like somebody gets your intentions, needs, desires, whatever... MAGIC!!! It shouldn't be expected - when it happens, it is a privilege. Thanks to all of you who do this. It doesn't even matter if I'm not involved - I see it going on and I feel the sense of community. You complete me. Okay, that was uncalled for - I admit it. But I will say that music completes me. I make it for myself - FIRST! And if somebody happens to like a song, that’s also a great feeling. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">I'm changing my statement about government being a magical place where anything can happen to MUSIC being such a magical place where anything can happen. That leaves government with no convenient, optimistic explanation - as if it makes no sense at all... hmm, who would have guessed that?</span></p><p> </p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'arial black', 'avant garde'; font-size: small;">ERIK JURADO<br />http://www2.mixposure.com/The_Erik_Jurado_Experience/<br /></span></em></p></div>
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