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Like it was yesterday...
Since we're down memory lane lately.
Like it was yesterday... <img src=http://www.mtv.com/shared/media/news/images/a/Alice_In_Chains/sq-layne_n_jerry_unplugged.jpg border="1"> Half way into track 1 and I had to post this. One of the best DVDs out right now. damn. |
maybe you should write a song about nose picking and ass scratching and masterbating:)
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Wow... Alice in Chains. I can't believe they are still alive as many drugs as they were taking!
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Your so good at so many things, I just thought song writing would suit you:glugglug
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Which is obviously what this is about. These songs no matter what are amazing, vocals truly stunning. Great lyrics. Will be missed. |
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Didn't it take quite some time for someone to find Layne, like two weeks? If so, that is really, REALLY sad. |
never heard of them before?:(
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ah i absolutely love alice in chain's unplugged stuff. i've been a guitar player for 8 years and their songs are amazing. :GFYBand
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Hes fucking hurting. Hitting every note. Awesome. |
Which one is Alice?
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whats your fav. song by them? mine are down in a hole / over now / and nutshell.
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and its on now. weird. "Look at me now... a man who wont let himself be." |
i'd have to say.. one of my most favorite parts of any song is at 4:50 in the acoustic version of over now.. 4:50 and on is so "mysterious" sounding, gotta love it!
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Get it. |
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You MUST have heard them and just not known it.... please, please tell me that's what it is... :sadcrying |
They have one song that I absolutely love. It's somewhat slow, pretty soft, can't think of the name. Every time I hear it though I stop whatever I'm doing, relax, and enjoy the music. Beautiful.
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NIce.
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got me wrong. ? |
where i am -
"and yet i fight.... and yet i fight... this battle all alone...." |
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We chase misprinted lies We face the path of time And yet I fight And yet I fight This battle all alone No one to cry to No place to call home Oooh...Oooh... Oooh...Oooh... My gift of self is raped My privacy is raked And yet I find And yet I find Repeating in my head If I can't be my own I'd feel better dead Oooh...Oooh... Oooh...Oooh... |
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