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    September 10

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    September 07

    John Dolmayan

    John Dolmayan: (batterie) 

    serj

     

    Serj Tankian: (Chant, clavier)
    Date of Birth

    21 August 1967, Beirut, Lebanon

    Height

    6' 1" (1.85 m)

    Trade Mark

    Vandyke looking beard

    Trivia

    Vocalist for Grammy Award winning American rock band System of a Down whose members are of Armenian heritage and their songs often have political lyrics like the P.L.U.C.K. about the 1915 Armenian Genocide and the Prison Song which criticizes the prison systems; former song is featured in Ararat (2002) by Canadian-Armenian Atom Egoyan, who admired the genius Soviet-Armenian Sergei Parajanov whose political imprisonment is condemned in Mikhail Vartanov's Parajanov: The Last Spring (1992)

    Was a CEO for a computer software company before joining System of a Down

    He is a vegetarian.

    Serj has also sung in other bands for certain songs such as Mushroom Cult by Dog Fashion Disco, and lent his vocals to the song Mein by Deftones. He produced "Enter The Chicken" by Buckethead, and provided vocals to the Buckethead songs We are One, Coma and Waiting Here.

    Serj owns his own record label which is called 'Serjical Strike Records'.

    He wrote the lyrics and music for the System of a Down song 'Shimmy'.

     

    September 06

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    system of a down

    vitaa

     

    ¤ Hit Machine ¤ 

    A Fleur De Toi

     

    Ou écrire à Vitaa ?  

    Artist: Vitaa
    Album:
    A Fleur De Toi

     

    Les jours passent mais ça ne compte pas
    J'ai tant de mal à vivre, ivre
    De ce parfum si différent du tien
    Pire, j'ai compté chaque minute qui me retient à lui
    Comme si j'étais ma propre prisonnière
    Ca fait bientôt un an qu'il m'a sauvé de toi
    Souvent je me demande où j'en serais pour toi
    Souvent je me demande ce que tu fais, où tu es, qui tu aimes...
    Sors de mes pensées
    J'ai changé d'adresse, de numéro merci
    J'ai balancé tes lettres et tes défauts même si
    J'ai fait semblant d'avoir trouvé la force
    Je garde au plus profond de moi tout c'que tu m'as aimé

     

    J'essaye de t'oublier avec un autre
    Le temps ne semble pas gommer tes fautes
    J'essaye mais rien n'y fait je ne peux pas, je ne veux pas,
    Je n'y arrive pas, je ne l'aime pas comme toi
    J'essaye de me soigner avec un autre
    Qui tente en vain de racheter tes fautes
    Il semble si parfait mais rien n'y fait je capitule,
    Je ne peux pas je ne l'aime pas comme toi

    my girlfriend

    gym class heroes

     

    my girlfriend

     

    Ba ba da da

    Ba ba da da

    Ba ba da da

    Ba ba da da

    Ba ba da da

     

    Take a look at my girlfriend

    She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)

    Not much of a girlfriend

    I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)

     

    It's been some time since we last spoke

    This is gonna sound like a bad joke

    But momma I fell in love again

    It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend

     

    And I know it sounds so old

    But cupid got me in a chokehold

    And I'm afraid I might give in

    Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'

     

    I mean she even cooks me pancakes

    And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches

    If that ain't love then I don't know what love is

     

    We even got a secret handshake

    And she loves the music that my band makes

    I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun

    I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun

     

    (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)



    September 02

    stars are blind

    Stars Are Blind

    I don't mind spending some time
    Just hanging here with you
    Cuz I don't find too many guys
    That treat me like you do
    Those other guys all wanna take me for a ride
    But when I walk their talk is suicide
    Some people never get beyond their stupid pride
    But you can see the real me inside
    And I'm satisfied, oh no, ohh

    Even though the gods are crazy
    Even though the stars are blind
    If you show me real love baby
    I'll show you mine

    I can make you nice and naughty
    Be the devil and angel too
    Got a heart and soul and body
    Let's see what this love can do
    Baby i'm perfect for you

    My love, ohh oh

    I could be your confidante
    Just one of your girlfriends
    But I know that love's what you want
    If tomorrow the world ends
    Why shouldn't we be with the one we really love?
    Now tell me who have you been dreaming of
    At night at home? oh no, ohh

    A BUNNY STORY

     

    A BUNNY STORY

    Once when the Baby Bunny was even more little, she was hopping along the Bunny trail. And all of a sudden, to her left, and a little away from the trail, the Bunny saw a tiny little fluff ball. "Ooh, something to play with, and throw up in the air ...", the Bunny thought, and moved closer to it excitedly. As the Bunny got closer, the Bunny saw that the little fluff ball moved ever so slightly, and the Bunny got curious and even more excited ... "A moving fluff ball? That's really coo. May be I could tell the Bunny Father about it," the Bunny thought all to herself, "Or may be I could take it to the Bunny Father and show it to him!" The Bunny got really excited with the idea, and hopped over to the tiny little fluff ball, and stretched her Bunny paws to pick it up.

    "Ooh, what soft little fluff," the Bunny thought, and then to her amazement, the tiny little fluff ball moved-again! And two shiny round little black eyes peeped out at her. Oh, they were the cutest eyes the Little Bunny had seen! They peeped out at her, and held her gaze for the slightest second, and disappeared into the fluff again. "I wonder whether he'll peep out at me again," the Bunny wondered, wishing the tiny little eyes hadn't disappeared as suddenly as they had appeared. "I'll sit here very quietly until he peeps out at me again ..."

    And as the Bunny waited, she tried to figure out what this little fluff ball actually was. "It definitely is a tiny little baby animal," the Bunny thought to herself, "and a very cute one at that..." The Bunny decided to go through the list of baby animal names the Bunny Father had taught her the other day, and just then, just right then, the tiny little eyes peeped out at her again! Ooh, the Bunny was so excited! Ever so softly, the Bunny lowered her soft, black little button nose towards the ground, and said, VERY softly, "Who are you, little baby animal? And how come you have such nice, shiny little black eyes?"

    "I am a baby laccoon," the little fluff ball answered, slightly opening up from being a fluff ball, "and I don't know why I have such black, shiny eyes". He stopped for a moment, and then continued, "But I am vely hungly ..." And then for the first time since the Bunny saw him, he uncurled himself, and turned to look around him. Oh, the grass was so green, and the ground so soft and this little Baby Laccoon looked so pretty with his white and maroon coat against the green backdrop of the woods. "Ooh, I wish the Bunny mother was here to paint this pretty picture," the Little Bunny thought, but aloud she said, "You can have some warm carrot soup if you want to hop home with me. My house isn't very far...". She leallyy hoped the little Baby Laccoon would take up her offer, she leally did. The Little Laccoon turned his head to a side and thought for a moment, and then sniffed, "I guess I could. I am vely hungly, you know..."

    The Bunny was ELATED! "Ooh, this is going to be so exciting, this is going to be so much fun," she thought, "and who knows, may be he'll stay and play a game of hide-my-paws with me after he has his soup ..." "All light, Little Baby Laccoon, let's hop on!" she said, and they both bounced through the woods towards the Bunny Hole. Outside the Bunny Hole, the Bunny mother was waiting, and she looked relieved when she spotted the Little Baby Bunny in the distance. "Look, Mother, look whom I brought from the woods to play with me...", the Bunny shouted as she neared home.

    The Bunny Mother squinted her eyes to look into the distance, and then, stared in disbelief. A Baby Raccoon! Could this be true? Was she really seeing a little baby raccoon? She really couldn't believe her eyes, and she squeezed her eyes to make sure she was awake. And she was. And it WAS a real baby raccoon. "Your Father is going to be so thrilled," the Bunny Mother sniffed to her Little Baby Bunny as she came near for a Bunny hug, "He always wanted a Little Baby Raccoon." "Do you think he will stay with us, Mother? I do wish he would ... He has the prettiest eyes you know, and the softest fur. And the strongest paws. And the bushiest tail ...", the Bunny went on.

    "I will," said the Little Baby Raccoon, "if you'll give me the carrot soup you promised, and if we can play laccoon games every day". "We will, we will!" chorused the Bunny Mother and the Little Bunny, and they hugged the Little Baby Laccoon. Then the Bunny Mother carried him inside the Bunny Hole. Moments later, they were all seated at the Bunny table with warm carrot soup in front of them, feeling very happy. The Little Baby Laccoon was perhaps the happiest, with thoughts of days and weeks ahead of him in which he could play the most favorite of all Baby Laccoon games: The Bunny Tlap!

    THE END.

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