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Skrillex going Mainstream?
Skrillex going Mainstream...
So I have been hearing a lot of people talking about Skrillex going mainstream? Don't get mad at me but I just won't believe it. You know why I wont believe it? Because I can never imagine Skrillex going mainstream. In my terms, going mainstream means going all the way "pop" and hearing the song on the radio, MTV or much music 20 000 times a day. THAT is what I call going mainstream.
Don't agree with me? well, I'll tell just exactly what I think of this.
I personally think this is BULL SHIT. THAT'S RIGHT. B.U.L.L. S.H.I.T.
I believe that Skrillex will always have his own unique sound with him, that's why I love him and his music. I have been following Skrillex ever since he was in From First To Last. I remember hearing a song from "Dear Diary My Teen Angst Has A Body Count" In 2005, which is the first time I liked listening to Rock/Screamo. I legit fell in love with the
Malon and Link Ch. 2 ContinuedMalon and Link Ch. 2
Link was off to visit Malon.
As the sun was setting, it shone on the castle from the west end and made the water in the fountains sparkle and orange in colour.
Link made it to Lon Lon Ranch just in time before they were closing. "I hope Malon remembers me" He said to himself. As he walked inside the ranch, he heard a voice beside him, it was Ingo.
"That good for nothing Talon should be doing my work, and I should be the owner of the ranch... what'll I call it... ah! Ingo ranch, much better than stupid Lon Lon..." And with that Ingo walked away.
Link laughed to himself and shrugged, he knew since Ganondorf would not come back to life, he would not be able to get to be owner of Lon Lon, or in his case "Ingo ranch".
"Well who do we have here! It's little Link!" Said Talon. Talon picked up Link and shook him and spun him around as he was laughing. As he placed Link on the ground, Link fell back with an "o
Let the Sparrows InI.
Blackbirds rest on the power lines,
their silhouettes form the notation
to a dawn song set on the sheet music
of telephone poles contrasted by the sun.
Curled leaves are land mines littered
on the lawn where imprints of twigs
and a nurturing robin's tracks collect.
Branchlets and leaflets stem from
porch step railings and mailboxes;
the numbers read odd on the east,
even on the west side of the asphalt:
The engraved letters on
the siding reads, "Davis."
This house is home to family
so let the sparrows in.
with its branching hallways
furniture rooted to the floor
family, friends, the occasional
out from home.
Let the sparrows in; let
Let the door's
loosen—let the door stand ajar
be let open
the night owls and
let the doves
in pairs in the iridescent
Let the sparrows in.
Framed on either side
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