Amber Larson, Pat Macpherson, Ashley Wells (eds.), Wisdom Quarterly; Alicia Keys, "Holy War" (genius.com); Job for a Cowboy, screamo death metal "Entombment of a Machine"
Writing for Lenny, Keys recalled arriving for a photo shoot fresh from the gym wearing a baseball cap and scarf.
The photographer, Paola Kudacki, wanted to shoot her as she arrived -- real and raw to reflect the real and raw music on her album. Although she hesitated at first, Keys finally gave in.The result, she wrote, was powerful: "I swear it is the strongest, most empowered, most free, and most honestly beautiful that I have ever felt," she wrote. "I felt powerful because my initial intentions realized themselves. More
"Holy War"
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| Love or f it (WQ) |
If war is holy and sex is obscene
We've got it twisted in this lucid dream
Baptized in boundaries schooled in sin
Divided by difference sexuality and skin
Oh so we can hate each other fear each other
We can build these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
Keep yourself locked in yourself locked in
Oh maybe we should love somebody
Oh maybe we could care a little more
So maybe we should love somebody
Instead of polishing the bombs of holy war
What if sex were holy and war obscene
And it wasn't twisted what a wonderful dream
Living for love unafraid of the end
Forgiveness is the only real revenge
Oh so we can heal each other and fill each other
We can break these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
Keep yourself open, yourself open
Yeah we can heal each other and fill each other
We can break these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
Keep yourself open, you're open
So maybe we should love somebody
Maybe we could care a little more
So maybe we should love somebody
Instead of polishing the bombs of holy war
What if love were holy and hate obscene
We should give life to this beautiful dream
Cause peace and love ain't so far
If we nurse our wounds before they scar
Nurse our wounds before they scar
No sex allowed! Practice for WAR
(Job for a Cowboy) American death metal: "Entombment of a Machine" live at the Wacken Festival, imperial Europe, where a massive mosh pit becomes a practice battleground for dueling sides.
"Entombment..."
It breathes!
What stands before us is not a machine.
It breathes, it will bleed, and it will sleep.
Its body is covered in hundreds of wires.
The mouth attempts to speak
But only murmurs collapse from its jaws.
With only delayed movements
From its figure we all begin to strain.
It breathes!
What stands before us is not a machine.
It breathes, it will bleed, and it will sleep.
Its body is covered in hundreds of wires.
The mouth attempts to speak
But only murmurs collapse from its jaws.
With only delayed movements
From its figure we all begin to strain.
My legs weaken at the site of this damaged program
For this program kept you breathing.
It kept you alive.
It kept you alive.
These circuits diffused once more.
We kneel and we plead for no mourning ahead of us
Entombment of a machine.
So sleep, sleep among us and hesitate no more.
I saw it die.
(ABC) Am I my brother's keeper? Stop playing/fighting and save your brother,
Brock and Bowdy. Sister saves brother from Frankenstein monster kidnapper
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