Autor: Danijel Turina Datum: 2010-09-12 13:27:36 Grupe: hr.soc.religija,hr.soc.religija.krscanstvo.katolici Tema: Re: Povijesni kontekst nastanka Biblije Linija: 154 Message-ID: i6ie1o$hq4$1@tornado.tornevall.net |
-----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE----- Hash: SHA512 Bunić Stjepan wrote: >>> A glazba koju ti hvališ i koja je dobrim djelom i meni ok, pa ona je >>> zapravo utemeljila današnje svjetonazore koji ti se ne sviđaju. >> Glazba je utemeljila nečije svjetonazore??? > > I to sam se zajebo, promicatelj novovjekovnih sloboda bila je crkva i > državne škole, a ne rock glazba. Rock glazba je promicala islamski > fundamentalizam. Rekao bih da je glazba prije svega odraz svjetonazora i mentaliteta nekog vremena, a tek ponekad njegov uzrok. Recimo, primjer teksta glazbe iz sedamdesetih, što bi ti rekao da je doba hipija i debila: > When you're weary > Feeling small > When tears are in your eyes > I will dry them all > > I'm on your side > When times get rough > And friends just can't be found > Like a bridge over troubled water > I will lay me down > Like a bridge over troubled water > I will lay me down > > When you're down and out > When you're on the street > When evening falls so hard > I will comfort you > > I'll take your part > When darkness comes > And pain is all around > Like a bridge over troubled water > I will lay me down > Like a bridge over troubled water > I will lay me down > > Sail on Silver Girl, > Sail on by > Your time has come to shine > All your dreams are on their way > > See how they shine > If you need a friend > I'm sailing right behind > Like a bridge over troubled water > I will ease your mind > Like a bridge over troubled water > I will ease your mind Za usporedbu, nešto što je popularno danas, u vrijeme kad ti veliš da je najbolje ikad: > "Just Don't Give A Fuck" > > [Intro: Frogg] > Whoah! > A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em > and like, back and forth because ah > this is.. what you thought it wasn't > It beez.. the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen > I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background* > And check out the man he goes by the name of er... > > [Verse One: Eminem] > Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady > I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady > I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer > Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer > You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from > You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album > Admit it, fuck it, while we coming out in the open > I'm doing acid, crack, smack, coke and smocking dope then > My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) > I have a disease and they don't know what to call it > Better hide your wallet cause I'm coming up quick to strip your cash > Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass > Bitch, I'm coming out swinging, so fast it'll make your eyes spin > You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson > The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton > I'll slit your motherfucking throat worse than Ron Goldman > > [Chorus:] > So when you see me on your block with two glocks > Screaming _Fuck the World_ like Tupac > I just don't give a fuck!! > Talking that shit behind my back, dirty mackin > telling your boys that I'm on crack > I just don't give a fuck!! > So put my tape back on the rack > Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack > I just don't give a fuck!! > But see me on the street and duck > Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed > Cause I just don't give a fuck!! > > [Verse Two: Eminem] > I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Search to crush a Miilkbone > I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone > I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason > I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below friezing > Flavor with no seasoning, this is the sneak preview > I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review > I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals > This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols > But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles > Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) > Extortion, snorting, supporting abortion > Pathological liar, blowing shit out of proportion > The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic > Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict > Half animal, half man > Dumping your dead body inside of a fucking trash can > With more holes than an Afghan > > [Chorus] > > [Verse Three: Eminem] > Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!) > I'm a caged demon, on stage screaming like Rage Against the Machine > I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinning > Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion > Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure > I'll bite your motherfucking style, just to make it fresher > I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches > Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washing dishes > In school I never said much, too busy having a headrush > Doing too much rush had my face flushed like red blush > Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed > Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team > Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian > Too many mental problems got me snorting coke and smocking weed again > I'm going up over the curb, driving on the median > Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in No comment. - -- http://www.danijel.org/ -----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE----- Version: GnuPG v1.4.9 (GNU/Linux) iEYEAREKAAYFAkyMuSgACgkQU8G6/NHezOfMOwCeKslrVNrwMnrEeOY1p3VC+C01 ECkAn1+04L4JdtcitYYQ5vzldYNpmwai =7NVj -----END PGP SIGNATURE----- |