<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:51:22.178+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The yin and the yang</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853.post-5126312761407624181</id><published>2008-09-24T16:33:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:58:40.871+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat bluesy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6n_oGMadVQw/SNpVjNL1hxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9zRBF7WTxlE/s1600-h/loving+roxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6n_oGMadVQw/SNpVjNL1hxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9zRBF7WTxlE/s320/loving+roxy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249602378976823058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but I still hate it! lol&lt;br /&gt;Another one out of my goodie box. Not all instruments are played by myself here, but the voices you hear are mines all the way. The song is called "mo sex blues".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mo sex blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;comes time comes rhyme, comes time with it&lt;br /&gt;comes time, comes vibe with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slow game of sunrise and the evening dawn&lt;br /&gt;was the pattern for your eyes when you blink&lt;br /&gt;when you open up the gate and moan&lt;br /&gt;I peep how you're moving to the journey of the wind&lt;br /&gt;scatter like clouds while the trees sing&lt;br /&gt;wakes me up so slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating sound of water heading coast&lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna copy it with my fingers&lt;br /&gt;listen how I scratch your back,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't it sound like chocolate when it breaks,&lt;br /&gt;like velvet towels sliding down your waist&lt;br /&gt;Feel how they slide,&lt;br /&gt;like grapes beeing turned into wine&lt;br /&gt;Slowly moving towards your belly button&lt;br /&gt;you're the cause and the effect,&lt;br /&gt;you're the cause and the effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lady,&lt;br /&gt;you're the cause and the effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=13218514&amp;amp;path=2008/09/24&amp;amp;mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=9&amp;amp;grad=false" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="219" align="middle" border="0" height="35"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6409507049737386853-5126312761407624181?l=claywindor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/5126312761407624181/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6409507049737386853&amp;postID=5126312761407624181' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/5126312761407624181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/5126312761407624181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/2008/09/somewhat-bluesy.html' title='Somewhat bluesy...'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6n_oGMadVQw/SNpVjNL1hxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9zRBF7WTxlE/s72-c/loving+roxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853.post-3947193306180675817</id><published>2008-09-24T15:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:02:23.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Make you understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, I reached into my oldschool box and dragged out this piece called "Make you".&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the bad quality, I know u are used to better, but when I did that song I kinda hated it and just saved it low quality as a "sketch" of an idea. I didn't even make a second verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm proud of in this song is the bass, I finally made it to learn that "slap" thing.&lt;br /&gt;(If you really wanna see a HELL OF A GOOD BASSPLAYA then check out &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Victor Wooten&lt;/span&gt; on youtube! Ok. I don't wanna be that mean....of course I'll show ya a goodie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4dWb-aCWR8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4dWb-aCWR8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about people that know how to handle their instrument, I want to say that you've maybe noticed that I sometimes like to have a present, distorted guitar in my songs or simply slick guitar licks. I can tell you who is my hero when it comes to playing the guitar: his name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stanley Jordan&lt;/span&gt;. Damn, I dig everything in this dude, his style, his vibes, his guitar play. He started out as a kid playing the piano, but then he realized he wanted to play the guitar. Not knowing how to play it right, he grabbed it horizontal and started to play it like a piano, what led him to becoming a truly virtuous guitar player, using the style of the touching technique, which is also called "tapping" among guitarists- Why? Because you are playing by touching the string on the fret only, instead of strumming them the classical way. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanley_Jordan"&gt;learn more!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little goodie I found for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(In this video he uses a mix of the strumming and the touching technique)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHZTyfKseZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHZTyfKseZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to proceed to what I was talking about:&lt;br /&gt;Here is the song with the lyrics going with it.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Please scroll down a little bit for the player if you can't see it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make you understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I will make you&lt;br /&gt;I will make you....&lt;br /&gt;(understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Power programmed your brain]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Break down]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what the world holds,&lt;br /&gt;life holds&lt;br /&gt;this is more than just a game&lt;br /&gt;where you can't lose, you can't prove&lt;br /&gt;the master in you&lt;br /&gt;It's a riddle&lt;br /&gt;a maze that ends with a serious grave&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you do, you gon' die and you know it&lt;br /&gt;better set your goals now before you leave us unknowing&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what love is, who your soul is, who you are&lt;br /&gt;not knowing, not flowing&lt;br /&gt;make the change or go to hell&lt;br /&gt;watch others pulling you down and you can't do anything against it&lt;br /&gt;forget about the snake and the devil, all figures of our fantasy&lt;br /&gt;you gotta be your own drive, set you free&lt;br /&gt;from the hive and the hype&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about people around you&lt;br /&gt;that use your weakness to manipulate&lt;br /&gt;and finally make you their slave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is worse than eternal fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-mixtape.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=13217227&amp;amp;path=2008/09/24&amp;amp;mycolor=46222E&amp;amp;mycolor2=A4CB32&amp;amp;mycolor3=F0ECEB&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=true" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" align="middle" border="0" height="185"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6409507049737386853-3947193306180675817?l=claywindor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/3947193306180675817/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6409507049737386853&amp;postID=3947193306180675817' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/3947193306180675817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/3947193306180675817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/2008/09/make-you-understand.html' title='Make you understand'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853.post-4740454006275815159</id><published>2008-09-24T13:33:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:44:18.600+02:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Emilia Dominguez Colón</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6n_oGMadVQw/SNosTgaDDFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_fNO8_IusPQ/s1600-h/abueloyabuelakl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6n_oGMadVQw/SNosTgaDDFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_fNO8_IusPQ/s320/abueloyabuelakl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249557029282057298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;From left to right:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; (Clay Victor Manuel Dominguez Colón if u wanna know it lol - Further, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;how do latinos name their children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's easy. I have 3 names. The first is my name, the second is the name of my father and the third is the name of my grandfather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The surenames are the last name of my grandfather and the last name of my grandmother's father. [It's all about the men, I know]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So if there's a lot of  family and marriage going on, you gonna end up with a bigass name, especially if the names describe where you come from, like "de la Cruz Sanchez" or some shit. ),  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my abuelo "Manolo" &lt;/span&gt;(Manuel Dominguez Hijo) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and my abuela Emilia &lt;/span&gt;Dominguez Colón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When my beloved abuela (grandmother) died, it was a shock for life.&lt;br /&gt;I have cried many nights and silenced many days, especially because of the complicated family situation I have been born into. She died of cancer, and on the day of her surgery, which guaranteed her only a 50% chance of surviving, she called me from New York City (she went there for the surgery since in Santo Domingo there wasn't any hospital to offer this kind of surgery). She was cheerful to hear my voice after so many years and said that "...if the surgery goes well and I'll be blessed to see another day on this wonderful world, I will come to see you in Europe and maybe start a new life. It's never too late".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately she passed away the same day later while lying in the surgery room.&lt;br /&gt;I have never made it to go back to dominican republic and at least see her tomb, and I felt really bad about that. So I decided to write a song for her, in the end I came up with two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I uploaded here is called "Nocturne".&lt;br /&gt;I have never shared this on the internet, so this is a debut. The song has lyrics which go with it, but I have never made it to record them for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The song is very hard to sing and my voice isn't trained well enough for it.&lt;br /&gt;- Everytime I sing it I'm close to tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I hope the song touches you as much as it touches me.&lt;br /&gt;The instruments are all played by myself exept the drums are programmed by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nocturne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Intro [01:17])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how you used to kneel down and pray&lt;br /&gt;how you showed me&lt;br /&gt;the many different ways to handle life&lt;br /&gt;and be yourself&lt;br /&gt;Never give up but be forgiving&lt;br /&gt;charming smile, humorous vibes and wise shining&lt;br /&gt;Never talk loudly&lt;br /&gt;but set emotions free&lt;br /&gt;superior style&lt;br /&gt;respecting you comes so naturally&lt;br /&gt;you taught me unconditional love starts out in me&lt;br /&gt;the depths of the higher me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You're the rock and the wave, the low tide, the flood&lt;br /&gt;the good mood of god&lt;br /&gt;the inbetween&lt;br /&gt;You're the now and the never,&lt;br /&gt;you're the nocturne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the offspring doesn't make your spring come true&lt;br /&gt;but you told me whatever happens, all the strenght to summon change&lt;br /&gt;lies in you. In every you&lt;br /&gt;Wrongs and rights can never be retorted with a fight&lt;br /&gt;but it's always worth to strive&lt;br /&gt;Lay your head down grandchild,&lt;br /&gt;the poorness and the ghetto &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[barrio]&lt;/span&gt; will still be here tomorrow night,&lt;br /&gt;but you can always escape with the "big birds" in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;You follow us to&lt;br /&gt;where-ever&lt;br /&gt;we are standing in our&lt;br /&gt;path of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=13214435&amp;amp;path=2008/09/24&amp;amp;mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=13&amp;amp;grad=false" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="219" align="middle" border="0" height="35"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6409507049737386853-4740454006275815159?l=claywindor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/4740454006275815159/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6409507049737386853&amp;postID=4740454006275815159' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/4740454006275815159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/4740454006275815159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/2008/09/rip-emilia-dominguez-coln.html' title='R.I.P. Emilia Dominguez Colón'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6n_oGMadVQw/SNosTgaDDFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_fNO8_IusPQ/s72-c/abueloyabuelakl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853.post-7103639789797229787</id><published>2008-09-24T13:02:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:30:19.911+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Found another one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Same description as with "I'm fine", only difference: this one is called "underground".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just like to add that the "female" voice singing the chorus is as well me, only a few years earlier... lol I recorded the chorus and then, few years later, did the rest. All instruments are played by myself exept the drums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Don't forget to scroll down for the player if you can't see it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;underground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Are you in, are you on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;are you concerned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;are you underground with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Double jeopardy, russian rollet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;let's play the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we never know when we close our eyes forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Double the beat, the rhodes on da sheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;let's wrap it up - I got sumthin' to say and I won't wait for ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's been a while now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that I hung low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;roamin the streets for a job or education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I opened my eyes and finally realized that the streets is where you get it when you let it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;open your mind and see all the whinin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everybody wants some but ain't nobody get some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"you want a friend son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with your style of clothes u better get used to beeing lonesome"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so I made the studio my throne and wrote on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm not a street kid, I've never done shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but the truth is present and open to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so why not rap instead, complainin' that we lost it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what I want you to do is to listen carefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not necessarily to me but to your surroundings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there are forces working that never stop lurking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eating you up until your naked bones is what we'll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you ain't got a dime? no fancy dining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your shoes are whack? well, that keeps you from running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;away from the beast that is trying to feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on your spirit, on your knowledge, on your kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what would be the right thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is to stand tall and while you're knowing this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tell 'em what's up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you're a human beeing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you struggle for living and ain't no mofo can keep u from evolving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now this is the point: it's your own evolution,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;change the man in the mirror and  then enforce the revolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;look in side of yourself, quit picking on everybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mass intelligence is measured by the strongest part of the chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/notebook.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=13213491&amp;amp;path=2008/09/24&amp;amp;mycolor=FFE061&amp;amp;mycolor2=FF5FB9&amp;amp;mycolor3=64A1FE&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="240" align="middle" border="0" height="117"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6409507049737386853-7103639789797229787?l=claywindor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/7103639789797229787/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6409507049737386853&amp;postID=7103639789797229787' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/7103639789797229787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/7103639789797229787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/2008/09/found-another-one.html' title='Found another one...'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853.post-5158151899586152571</id><published>2008-09-23T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:51:32.198+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Found a nice oldschool piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s25.photobucket.com/albums/c71/quasiUnaFantasia/th_clay_hitop2von1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok here's what I found yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Searching my (in the meantime) huge amount of tracks, I found this kinda 'old' shit. I call it oldschool cause at that time I didn't really know much about mastering and ish, but also, I was more concerned about the lyrics than about the music going with it. Nevertheless, all music is written by me and the instruments are also played by myself.&lt;br&gt;The songs are called 'I'm fine' and 'Material'. As a comment to 'I'm fine' I'd like to add this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go vote for Obama!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[scroll down for the player, playa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I'm fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your mind is a box&lt;br&gt;we got big time loss &lt;br&gt;of knowledge circulating, &lt;br&gt;tell me who is your boss?&lt;br&gt;Who do u cling to?&lt;br&gt;who do u sing to?&lt;br&gt;if u know the value of he who&lt;br&gt;understands what's going on&lt;br&gt;differs right from wrong&lt;br&gt;and raises his kids&lt;br&gt;then tell me what the problem is&lt;br&gt;is it somebody keeping information from you,&lt;br&gt;hey u missed the registration cause you say 'politics is for fools',&lt;br&gt;I already know the truth&lt;br&gt;and listen, listen &lt;br&gt;I'm fine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;I'm fine, I'm fine&lt;br&gt;I study, work and love and think and fight for a living&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What the fuck is going on with this mass shizophrenia?&lt;br&gt;some say they fight for righteousness and love&lt;br&gt;but I can feel no righteousness here&lt;br&gt;is there an idea&lt;br&gt;that has the power to plant itself in everybody's mind&lt;br&gt;I wonder how a man in a cloud can &lt;br&gt;rule the world for so many years in time&lt;br&gt;I know &lt;br&gt;it's easy to put your faith in otherworldy things&lt;br&gt;for the truth that is present is horrible and confronting&lt;br&gt;artificial love &lt;br&gt;represented by dollar bills and the cross&lt;br&gt;but it's time to wake up&lt;br&gt;free yourself and say listen&lt;br&gt;listen I'm fine, I'm fine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Holy water, terrorism&lt;br&gt;damn, this shit is not real&lt;br&gt;u gotta help to gather educated souls and&lt;br&gt;break this letters seal for this letter's not written&lt;br&gt;by made up fundamental gods&lt;br&gt;but by real people&lt;br&gt;with real thoughts &lt;br&gt;and real, aching hearts&lt;br&gt;worthless territory that belongs to nobody&lt;br&gt;but the lords&lt;br&gt;of war&lt;br&gt;money and atomic bombs&lt;br&gt;tick tock, tick-a ti tock&lt;br&gt;they take all you got&lt;br&gt;until you're down to the bottom&lt;br&gt;they won't stop&lt;br&gt;silence is gold&lt;br&gt;but gold's the fucking thing they want&lt;br&gt;so raise your voice and shout I'm fine&lt;br&gt;I'm fine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Material&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We ain't got nothing&lt;br&gt;We ain't got&lt;br&gt;We ain't got nothing that we ain't got&lt;br&gt;We ain't got nothing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know you love the things u got&lt;br&gt;I know u love the things u ain't got&lt;br&gt;But you gotta face the fact &lt;br&gt;that nothing's really yours&lt;br&gt;it's promiscious&lt;br&gt;It changes owner from day to day&lt;br&gt;and u don't really notice it&lt;br&gt;cause u are busy with what to get next&lt;br&gt;what to start next&lt;br&gt;is it good enough yet&lt;br&gt;isn't there any better goal that hasn't been set yet&lt;br&gt;that's what u think&lt;br&gt;and it won't pay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What u gonna go when your house is full of blings and things&lt;br&gt;and somebody is gonna come and bring you food&lt;br&gt;but you gonna say I ain't got no room &lt;br&gt;that has enough space to take what you gave&lt;br&gt;and if somebody comes into your house&lt;br&gt;ready to give you love&lt;br&gt;you gonna chase them away&lt;br&gt;cause there is no space to receive what would have been given&lt;br&gt;because your heart is trashed &lt;br&gt;and your wishes have been driven&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://a472.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/114/l_685ca450f0181c3c421b8bbfc1da28a7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing recently? That's a good question! Apart from the studies, the fun I've had with my daughter so far, the big tour through a part of europe (www.myspace.com/feiveltv) and more or less annoying stress with girls (!) I'm working on my first album since... ummm... 3 years?&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, to be honest all the stuff I have produced in the meantime (if you can really call it 'produced', since as long as you ain't got that shit on a cd with a voice on it and a perfect remaster u ain't produced shit) I do consider as doing your 'homework'. It's practice. Among around 200 (or more) tracks that I have made in the 'new era' (06 to 08) I choose the ones I seem to like and edit them for as long as I can survive with water, weed and sweets. Some I finish after 5 hours, some take me months to proceed from the intro to the first verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's a good question too. I can't really give you a proper answer to that, since after some time you get kind of 'deaf' for your own works. I can only say that I am inspired a lot by old school hip hop and electronic music, jazz and blues. Then there is also a preference for certain beats, grooves and scales that everyone has and differs from artist to artist. You can go and try to copy something but there will always be your own (nasty *g*) fingerprint on it. So it's hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose 3 tracks which I think I like (or maybe I thought I liked them when I was high) [and I mean high high high.] to give y'all a little taste of what I want the album to sound like. The tracks are still instrumental so far. If you think it's crappy or if u are someone who likes to give critique, then feel free to tell me. But be aware that I'm also a little bit conceited about my shit and I have a fetish for people that don't know what 'constructive critique' is - I love to beat em up with a mic and a dick all day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now why I'm writing all this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm looking for people who are willing to spend some time in working with crazy, psychedelic shit. In best case they know how to handle Ableton Live, Propellerhead Reason and Adobe Audition, but not only that - in perfect case they also know how to handle a guitar, a keyboard, their voice or/and their lyrical mind and a pencil. They don't even have to live next door, in my city or not even in my country. Shout out to the possibilities of the web 2.0 on that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if ya read this and know somebody that knows somebody that knows somebody, or if you're that somebody - get at me. Either with a comment to this blog or via message. I don't care. Just make yourself heard ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight,&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read y'all later! fg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'hi top fade in 08' is still a little messy but I think there's some potenital in it.&lt;br /&gt;'want mo get mo' already has some kickass lyrics but I want someone to contribute a verse.&lt;br /&gt;'grindin' is just another RnB vs. Experimental electronica piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-oldschool.swf" width="205" align="middle" border="0" height="235"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt; &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-oldschool.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=13150707&amp;amp;path=2008/09/22&amp;amp;mycolor=46222E&amp;amp;mycolor2=A4CB32&amp;amp;mycolor3=F0ECEB&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click the play button in his chain to start listening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6409507049737386853-7865369295647477256?l=claywindor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/7865369295647477256/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6409507049737386853&amp;postID=7865369295647477256' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/7865369295647477256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/7865369295647477256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/2008/09/looking-for-confident-people-to.html' title='Looking for confident people to colabo w/ !'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853.post-2772909613173450385</id><published>2008-09-23T17:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:48:54.245+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIvmE4_KMNw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt; &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIvmE4_KMNw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you &lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;Krys&lt;/font&gt; - I found it in your blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmJsYWt0aXZpc3QuY29tLw=="&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lZwulcqUgxQ/R85_WZDmneI/AAAAAAAAAnA/6NAuR7Ad0do/S1600-R/blacktivistheader030408+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6409507049737386853-2772909613173450385?l=claywindor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/2772909613173450385/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6409507049737386853&amp;postID=2772909613173450385' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/2772909613173450385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/2772909613173450385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/2008/09/girl-effect.html' title='The Girl Effect'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lZwulcqUgxQ/R85_WZDmneI/AAAAAAAAAnA/6NAuR7Ad0do/s72-Rc/blacktivistheader030408+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853.post-4459482659366917793</id><published>2008-09-23T17:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:48:09.063+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DROP16. FM - my radioshow comin up soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vRFJPUDE2LkZN"&gt;DROP16. FM&lt;/a&gt; - my radioshow comin up soon - PURE Oldschool Hip Hop and Poetry - ADD to keep posted and listen to stream: &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3Lm15c3BhY2UuY29t"&gt;www. myspace. com/drop16_fm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c71/quasiUnaFantasia/drop16_LogoGross.jpg" width="465" height="226"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6409507049737386853-4459482659366917793?l=claywindor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/4459482659366917793/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6409507049737386853&amp;postID=4459482659366917793' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/4459482659366917793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/4459482659366917793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/2008/09/drop16-fm-my-radioshow-comin-up-soon.html' title='DROP16. FM - my radioshow comin up soon'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6409507049737386853.post-5402215828772606407</id><published>2008-09-23T17:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:40:42.603+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I state that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="hsmStatus"&gt;"We are not a man and a woman. We are the ying and the yang, and together we make that neutral beeing called [the couple]."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...that is what my voice said in the dream I had last night.&lt;br /&gt;And that is what I think a relationship should be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6409507049737386853-5402215828772606407?l=claywindor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/feeds/5402215828772606407/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6409507049737386853&amp;postID=5402215828772606407' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/5402215828772606407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6409507049737386853/posts/default/5402215828772606407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claywindor.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-state-that.html' title='I state that...'/><author><name>SoulCat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
