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Odin’s 18 Rune Spells

Posted in Pagan, Song Lyrics & Analysis, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 1, 2020 by Drogo

In the Hávamál, found in the Elder Edda (or Poetic Edda) there is a section where Odin talks about the 18 rune spell songs (words of power) he has discovered and their uses. Not to be confused with the 9 power songs from Bestla’s father.

  1.  Hope
  2.  Healing
  3.  Defense
  4.  Escape
  5.  Dexterity
  6.  Reverse Magic
  7.  Fire Fighting
  8.  Peace
  9.  Calm
  10.  Confuse
  11.  Blessed Courage
  12.  Death Speak – speak to the dead
  13.  Battle Baptism – for fortune and victory
  14.  Sacred Names – gods and elves
  15.  Dwarven Doors (Thjodrorir) – power, glory, wisdom
  16.  Charm Women – white-armed
  17.  Love Revenge – loath to forsake
  18.  Love Knowledge (self-love and sacrifice)

 

 

 

 

 

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Trumpster Fire – AMM Rap

Posted in Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Song Lyrics & Analysis, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on February 4, 2020 by Drogo

written by AMM for their Album ‘Trouble Fer Trumpets’

Trumpster Fire – rap

Welcome to the Land of Trump

Ronald MacDonald took a dump

Joker is wild, a petulant child

Racists want poor against poor,

Idiots ferget we done did that before!

Fighting the rich will be the next war!

Trouble for Trumpets, Grumbling grumpets

Gummi Bears writing in blackberry ink,

In the Land of Trump we all stink.

My Violin Playing Memories

Posted in Music Reviews, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 30, 2020 by Drogo

I played susuki style classical violin for years in my early teens during the late 1980s (along with soccer and martial arts classes). I had a very good teacher who lived in an old school house down by the river in Millville. She taught us at the Methodist Church and her home filled with her husband’s car parts. We performed at Wolftrap and the Kennedy Center in large student groups. If i had learned fiddling it might have been more fun for me and i might have kept doing it, but the only fiddler i knew was Bruce Wilkin, but he was busy working a regular job; so i made Chance McCoy listen to Bruce on CD with me since we were both into Celtic music. i will never forget we were in Chance’s shed in the early 1990s, and i told him to listen for the imperfections, that is how you know it is real played lively without editing. i said Bruce is playing for the joy of it, and maybe in some moments for whatever reason he might sound slightly off, but that doesn’t matter. He does the best he can and that is good enough, because it evokes fun feelings. Chance barely played the guitar back then as he was starting out, but he still jammed with me on keyboard; and he went on to learn how to play the violin and other instruments, and win a grammy with fiddling and other folk style music playing. I used Bruce’s CD in a college film, with his kind non-profit permission.   – Drogo

Are You Better Than Me? WOC

Posted in POB Audio, Poems, Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Psychology, Song Lyrics & Analysis, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on November 4, 2019 by Drogo

World of Competition, are you better than me?

Are you smarter? 

Are better looking? 

Do you sound better?

Are you better smelling?

Are you better skilled at life?

Do you deserve to procreate, while I just masturbate?

Were you born to win and me to lose??

Are you taller, bigger, and stronger???

Are you smaller, thinner, and faster???

 

This is the World of Competition,

Where we compete to be better than the other.

Your rank on the bloody charts of success,

Will tell us all who is better than the rest.

 

You stare at me and then dismiss me,

As being lesser than yourself

You don’t want to advance me,

At the cost of your own profit.

The price of your winning is my loss.

 

There ain’t no room for cooperation,

We cannot collaborate when the rules will not allow.

There can be no equality, when rates are based on quality.

Can you assess my monetary worth?

How much is my fucking soul after birth?

 

In this world you are either taking or giving,

If you are not good enough to take what is yours,

Then you must give what others have earned.

Or are you better because you give?

Either way, one of us is better.

 

Are you better at History?

Are you better at Math?

Are you better at Languages?

Do you spell like a mother-fucker?

Are you better at the Sciences?

Are you better at the Arts? 

 

Are you nicer?

Are you more sane?

Are you wealthier?

Can you buy and sell me?

 

Have you rigged the fight before we even begin?

What will you charge to allow me to win?

It ain’t no false dichotomy

Are you better than me?

BETTER THAN ME!!!!

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Notes about this project lyric poetry and music style: my influences are Helmet, Biohazard, Faith No More, Hawkwind, Savatage, Bad Brains and other DC punk bands… the lyrics are about existentialist angst regarding social pressure to compete… it is about the human problem of wanting to compare things as dualities, instead of the more organic magic mushroom holistic view. the poem came to me in the morning, and i had to make the song to express the inner rage of individuals in society. it took me about an hour, but it might be one of my best songs because i was finally able to capture the problems between individuality and collective, and capitalist vs communist. also our attempts at trying to rate intelligence, skill, beauty. Special thanks the Judas Priest Cover band. I used my cell phone and 3 tracks on Soundtrap.

Space Drogo – lyrics

Posted in Memorials / Obituaries / Epitaphs, Poems, Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Song Lyrics & Analysis, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on August 30, 2019 by Drogo

Space Drogo, always doing things with space!

Space Drogo, out to save the human race!

Space Drogo, the great king of the Appalacia,

Space Drogo, you betcha – he’s here to save ya! Space Drogo!

Always on a mission, space Drogo, flying in good condition!

Space Drogo, now you now his name!

Space Drogo, life will never be the same!

SPACE DROGO….. SPACE DROGO!!!!

– Lyrics by Andy Sweeney 2019

Snobs Cry “Don’t Punish Success”

Posted in Commercial Corporations, Critical Commentary of Civilization, Ethics & Morals, Matras Quotes Tips, Music Reviews, news, Politics, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 29, 2019 by Drogo

I have heard the cries of the successfully wealthy and powerful, “Do not punish success.”; from the brilliant actor that satirizes Trump (Alec Baldwin), to the angry metal band that cut off their long hair in the name of maturity (Metallica). As a fan of both Baldwin and Metallica, I appreciate their artistic mastery of craft, and believe that if any one earned the right to be rich by working hard I am sure that they did; however to not understand that the very art that they did was often anti-authoritarian is mystifying to me. Perhaps fame blinds many to hypocrisy, as their same angry fighting spirit that got them there, wants to cling on to “what is rightfully, not wrongfully, theirs”? 

 

When I listen to Metallica’s music, and then i hear them speak about how they do not understand ‘this new desire to rebel against authority’, i wonder how out of touch they have to be to not have learned more wisdom from their own lyrics…. “Master of Puppets is pulling your strings”. To be fair to Metallica, I first heard the cries for mercy from the lead singer of Kiss in his auto-biography; as though it were so much easier to become rich back then, and luck has nothing to do with opportunities or hard work. Talent speaks for itself, and being successful at your craft means being able to sustain yourself enough to do it. Any wealth, power, and fame that comes with successful talent is just layers of responsibility that they can accept, but must let go of eventually, even if it has to be pried from their cold skeleton hands in the grave by robbers. If an archeologist preserves their remains clinging to their assets, ok fine.

 

Money and popularity makes people into gods, so if their worshipers are jealous there is really not much law abiding citizens can do. The gods can proclaim that jealousy should be punished, but not greed; and have their will carried out in the halls of justice, in favor of divine corporations over individuals. ‘Might is right, and weakness is wrong’; did this problem of human existence eat away at Nietzsche’s mind as his body gave way to illness? Ethics may be for the weak, but Jesus did promise that the meek shall inherit the earth. Promises, promises. I see no evidence that the rich are being punished more than average people. In reality evil seems to win by brutalizing those who cannot control them, even while their corruption pollutes the planet.

 

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Lullabies – Sleep Songs

Posted in Poems, Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Song Lyrics & Analysis, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on February 24, 2019 by Drogo

Sleep Song by Drogo

 

My mind is almost gone,

I don’t know what’s going on.

Lulled by a lovely tune,

I will be asleep soon.

Some way, some how,

I am going to the land of sleep now.

 

Good-night.

 

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more to be added when im awake….