Tsahkratis

Music:

Member Since: 04/11/2005
Band Website: polka.com
Band Members: Let's see, band members, hmmm... Well one of the first things I members is sleeping on my Grandparent's couch after a fun-filled visit. I would play and eat and visit and end up crashed out in the living room and my Dad would carry me to the car and let me lie down in the back seat, no seat belt, and cruise home to my own bed. I also members living in a trailer park across the street from O'Hare Airport in Chicago. My first word was airplane. These things I members.
Influences: Let's see, what are my influences... Day to day living, you know, like work and play and chores and stuff. Curiousity about existence and love. Energy, water, material, mass, volume, physics, Life, biology, the big bang, sound, temperature, stuff like that influences me and my music a lot.Life, it seems, will fade away Drifting further every day Getting lost within myself Nothing matters, no one elseI have lost the will to live Simply nothing more to give There is nothing more for me Need the end to set me freeThings not what they used to be Missing one inside of me Deathly lost, this can't be real Cannot stand this hell I feelEmptiness is filling me To the point of agony Growing darkness taking dawn I was me, but now he's goneNo one but me can save myself, but it's too late Now I can't think, think why I should even tryYesterday seems as though it never existed Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye
Sounds Like: You know, our solar system is one of billions of solar systems that make up the Milky Way Galaxy. And our Milky Way galaxy is one of billions of galaxies that make up the universe.Someday, our galaxy will crash into, and be consumed by the galaxy Andromeda, and it’s monster black hole will devour our monster black hole.And all along, we will fret and sing – as we judge ourselves to be universes in our own right. For, you know, our bodies are made up of billions of cells and those cells are made up of billions of atoms and as the neutrons and electrons and protons collide, they undoubtedly create billions of other realities.Just(un)LikeOursAnd Before and After were never more.Has there ever been a collection of matter that has called itself? And known the recipe of it’s own being?Has a rock cried out to the nether worlds and bemoaned it’s ridicule of collaboration?Nay. Our choice is the burden of perpetual being. A star may bob and weave in the texture of bent space-time – but it shall stay on course.I on the other hand, and the brutal neighbors in my midst – shall smell daffodils on demand. And thrust our heads into the night sky and proclaim – “We are free! Lo, though We ride the wave of unyielding crushing force, We do so with a smile, and a fucking giggle.”Behold, oh, unchanging flow of destiny. You do not control Us. We laugh at your inevitable decay. We devour your aimless paradigm, and envy not your unloving heart.Beat, oh beat and pump the blood in your hydraulic carousel of woe. While the wise debate your unnerving chaos between the big and small – We exclaim “Victory this day, for us and our brethren. We raise our glasses – and fists – and we fret and sing as we roll headlong into the west - mocking your descent into nothingness with our own effervescent zeal.(funny, but true. As I finished typing this, my computer tripped out and tried to lose this document. I was fretting, but now I sing as I was able to somehow, against all odds, find the text file in the application data, that held these words. {shaking my head})Nice try, Flaming Fuckwad Universe of Pain! But your attempt to knock my dick in the dirt was unsuccessful. Fuck you!
Record Label: Metalsburgh Records