Wayward One

Another song post, since I have been struggling with a severe case of writers block. However, I have wanted to post this song for a long time, but never did since I'm pretty sure no one has heard this before. It's a got an 'interesting' melody, but there is something about the urgency in Myles Kennedy's vocals that really got me listening to this song. Almost all of Alter Bridge's songs have a positive hopeful feel to them, which is a refreshing break from the doom and gloom of most other bands out there.

This is "Wayward One" by Alter Bridge, and the original is here. I hope you enjoy it.


As usual, if you want to download it instead, just click here.

"Wayward One"

And they cry
And they call
As the wayward walk alone

City lights
Urban sprawl
In a place no one should know

Shown no grace
Shown no love
These mean streets are meant for none

[Chorus:]
Take them back to the start
Let the purest of heart
Know their worth is still spoken

As they fight to exist
We neglect and resist
Let this circle be broken

Broken homes
Broken lives
They repeat themselves in time

It's passed on
Down the line
Till we heal the wounds inside

It's not too late
To make things right
Dress the wounds with loves pure light

[Chorus]

They're still waiting
They still cry
They still want to know they'll be all right

All I'm saying
Can we try?
To bring the wayward ones back home tonight
Bring the wayward one back home tonight

The Man Who Can't Be Moved

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
saying, "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am"

Some people try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you

Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving

Policeman says, "son you can't stay here"
I said, "there's someone I'm waiting for If it's a day, a month, a year"
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not moving

People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
Maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
cause you'll know it's just for you
I'm the man who can't be moved


Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move

~ The Script

Was reading some old posts, and this song I just heard seemed rather apt.


Emo? Perhaps. I have my moments. I hope you enjoy the song.

Falling In (Arranged) Love

Marriage. The very word conjures up images of drunk relatives, annoying in-laws, wailing babies and (subconsciously) divorce lawyers, at least among people of my age group. To us, bringing up marriage in a conversation inevitable ends with the unanimous conclusion that marriage is for 'later', and that anyone getting married 'now' is just foolish and throwing their life away.


This was all well and good, until something strange started happening to all my anti-marriage friends. They all started dying, one by one, under mysterious circumstances, and at every death there was a small bouquet of dead flowers left over their bodies.




Fine, they didn't. But they were definitely falling prey to the very demon they so adamantly denounced. One by one, they were either getting married or trying to get married!


Now this puts a whole different spin on the discussion. You see, our greatest fears had come true: 'later' had become 'now'! Suddenly all the staunch protests against the 'institute of marriage' and its so-called use as an 'instrument introduced by society to suppress the something or the other' vanish behind a cloud of 'I wonder what kind of colour scheme I want for the reception'. Or, in the guy's case, the boasting about freedom is replaced with talk about settling down and picking out a 'safe neighbourhood'.


Needless to say, it's all very confusing. I suddenly find myself hesitating before I make a 'wedding joke'; after all, you never quite know if the person you're joking with is secretly browsing potential brides/grooms profiles on the internet at night. And that is exactly my point.


You see, without our knowledge, we suddenly arrived at the stage in life where people DO get married, if not the guys then definitely for the girls in my group of friends. But no one told us that the rules had changed from our carefree years in college. Arranged marriages have become oh-so-fashionable these days, with both girls and guys having no qualms about posting their details on the internet and literally inviting all callers. I always assumed that the biggest challenge in getting married would be deciding whether or not the person you're with at the time really IS the one you want to spend the rest of your life with. Instead, it's more about wording your 'requirements' in a way that will get you the best possible 'candidates'. Does anyone else get the reality TV vibe?


I have nothing against arranged marriages. Some of the happiest couples I know were the result of an arranged marriage. I guess it's just surprising to see exactly how many people are willingly settling for an arranged marriage, especially the so-called independent women that not too long ago simply laughed at the thought of letting their parents decide who they marry. For some it's merely a way to avoid the drama of dating and actually meeting someone and then going through all the trouble of making your parents like him/her. For others they blame the pressures of society and other vague 'powers' and simply shrug their shoulders in resignation.


It's all rather depressing, really.


Delilah wrote an interesting post here about love and logic, and I sort of agree with her in certain areas. However, I feel we've all become just too damn lazy and too damn impatient, and so we celebrate our 24th birthday by uploading a profile on a marriage website or sending out our "marriage CV's" into the aunty-network. Sure, it's socially and even culturally accepted here, but really, why settle for the easy way out?

Mediafire To The Rescue

As you have probably noticed, over the last few months my 'written' posts have taken a slight back seat to the 'headless' posts. It's not really intentional, but rather a result of the sad and dull nature of my life at the moment.


So, in an attempt to perhaps reach out to people that couldn't be bothered watching them for some reason or the other, I have rather painstakingly added download links to each of the song posts. Most of them are hardly more than 2MB in size, so it shouldn't take long to download.


You can check them out here, or just click on the "Hear Me Sing" tab on the top of the page.



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45

That is by far the shortest title I've used for a post.

Either way, this is one of my favourite songs by one of my favourite bands, Shinedown. It was a tough call because I am absolutely in awe of this guys vocals (though his live videos on Youtube are disappointing to say the least) but I rationalised it by saying hey, this is my version.


The original is here (PR, I don't think they play this on Radio1.. haha!), though if you can get your hands on the acoustic version you may see why I was motivated to do this. Fantastic song, and I hope you enjoy it.

*After much protest from Jerry, click here to download the song if you can't be bothered waiting for a video to buffer!

Transformers, T-Shirts And Toys

Going by the usual chaos and confusion that is Sri Lanka, starting the week on a Tuesday should come as no surprise. Another long weekend, another day where the country loses business while the rest of the world is working. Honestly, am I the only person that thinks we have an absurd number of holidays? I am sure that if there are others that agree with me, they definitely do not work in my brother's school. While most educational institutes are determined to educate their children, this school seems hell bent on finding whatever excuse they can to close shop! If a holiday falls on a Thursday or a Tuesday, they conveniently decide to close school on Friday or Monday as well, thus 'creating' a long weekend. Their logic is flawless; why would a student come to school between two holidays? But that's not all; just the other week, school was closed on a Friday. The reason? The staff were going for a 3 day educational 'conference'. To Kandalama. All expenses paid. Sure.

But who am I to begrudge the hard working staff in the business of education? I for one had an interesting long weekend as well, though for my family and I, our idea of a trip is merely to go to Colombo. Still, my brother and I got to see Transformer 2, which was loud, theatrical, over-the-top, and pointless. Needless to say, I loved it! I have said it before and I'll say it again - we men are simple creatures. Give us cool giant transforming robots, explosions, semi-lewd humour and Megan Fox, and we're more than satisfied. In addition, I got to spend some quality time with the Bro which really was priceless.

Now don't you start "Aww-ing" and all; quality time with Bro usually involves fighting about pointless topics and generally just annoying each other to the point of mock-violence. However, there were a few moments during our trip where we were in total agreement.




1. Transformers 2 was cool!


2. Visiting relatives is boring! Die relatives, die!


3. Eating McDonald's for dinner at midnight is extremely unhealthy (and hence cool!)


4. This is the most ridiculous T-shirt in the history of mankind.


















Yes, it may look cool and 'gothic' and what not, with it's shiny gold writing in very cursive and flowing fonts, especially with all the 'ancient parchment' type writing on the back as well. But, check out what it actually SAYS:


Front: Record background history of eternity the ages 1979.

Back: The dedication to hero all fighter person agree sacrifice one's life, body, mind, for accident dear nation, to accident immortal mind, which get descended come to fighter free descendants, for people relatives all, get live happily throughout both of sky land, both of the water, both of the air, both of person exist and sleep, until person immortal eat time life. Love, be related, believe in, Gnoran.


Doesn't that just blow your mind?? Needless to say it's quite obvious that we stumbled across the ancient writings of the Sri Lankan Illuminati Cell Group. I am sure that as soon as Dan Brown gets here, we will no doubt discover that these mystic writings are key to unlocking the great truth of all mankind - yes, Michael Jackson, Farah Fawcett and Prabhakaran were all members of a super secret super ancient cult that were seeking to expose the fallacies of modern religion and return us all back to our true roots, where we all worshipped, err, roots. If only Obama's super super secret cult hadn't gotten to them first!


Though seriously, that t-shirt was selling for 500 bucks! What?! Do people actually BUY this stuff?? And that's not the only ridiculous item we found in that store. Check out the label to this Batman action figure, complete with all sorts of bat-gizmos.

High performance all new items best quality modern and elegant in fashion

What? I thought that was an action figure for kids. What is all this nonsense about being 'elegant in fashion'?! This isn't Barbie, this is BATMAN!!!


Either way, it was an 'entertaining' weekend, and I hope yours was as well!