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Happy Birthday (and RIP) Shannon Hoon


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hey \/\/i!!y....I've had this name tucked in the back of my mind since may2-4....I think this is who you & Leanne were telling us about (involved being tackled from across the room in a hotel....?)

You promised to learn us more about Hoon and get us some of his music (esp. the posthumus stuff....?) Or maybe it was the gin. Hazy memories all around, I'm sure.

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These guys have been in my top five for as long as I can remember. I loved them ever since I heard No Rain the first time...went out and bought the album that afternoon and had them on the frequent playlist ever since.

Mouthful of Cavities has got to be one of my alltime favorite songs. So beautiful.

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hey \/\/i!!y....I've had this name tucked in the back of my mind since may2-4....I think this is who you & Leanne were telling us about (involved being tackled from across the room in a hotel....?)

You promised to learn us more about Hoon and get us some of his music (esp. the posthumus stuff....?) Or maybe it was the gin. Hazy memories all around, I'm sure.

Yup, that would have been us. We're big fans of Shannon and those 'Melon boys. I recall Leanne and I being the only ones at a party that even knew who he was the day that he died. We were both devestated.

We'll hook you up with some music the next time we hook up together. Bahahahahahahha! (An amazing way to offer something we'll never have to give!)

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Change

I don't feel the suns comin' out today

Its staying in, it's gonna find another way.

As I sit here in this misery, I don't

Think I'll ever see the sun from here.

And oh as I fade away,

They'll all look at me and say, and they'll say,

Hey look at him! I'll never live that way.

But that's okay

They're just afraid to change.

When you feel your life ain't worth living

You've got to stand up and

Take a look around you then a look way up to the sky.

And when your deepest thoughts are broken,

Keep on dreaming boy, cause when you stop dreamin' it's time to die.

And as we all play parts of tomorrow,

Some ways will work and other ways we'll play.

But I know we all can't stay here forever,

So I want to write my words on the face of today.

And then they'll paint it

And oh as I fade away,

They'll all look at me and they'll say,

Hey look at him and where he is these days.

When life is hard, you have to change.

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My favourite lyrics...

All That I Need

All that I need is the air that I breathe

And all that I need are (all) things

I don't need

And all that really matters

Is what matters to me(hee..hee)

And who of (? ) you are like me

If I was to smile and I held out my hand (hold)

And opened it now would you not understand

Because you know if I'm to benefit I'll do everything that

I can (handle? )

And who of you are like me

It will make you feel good

Over my shoulder

It will get me down

And got me tied up

Til' I grow older

But feel me inside of you

Like you want it to

But is it just the pains in your head

That are thrilling me

Another life's...falling down onto it's knees

But I'll never smile the way

That I did like that day....

Everything will be ok......

It'll be ok......

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I always wondered what this one was about....

Skinned

I'll make a shoehorn outta your skin

I'll make a lampshade of durable skin

And oh, don't you know that I'm always feelin' able

When I'm sittin' home and I'm carving out your navel

When will I realize that this skin I'm in

Hey, it isn't mine

And when will the kill be too much meat for me to hide on

Hey, I could really use a couple of hands

To complete one hell of a plant stand

Oh, don't you know that I'm caught here in the middle

Making rib cages into coffee tables

And when I realize that this skin I'm in

Hey, it isn't mine

And when will the thrill be too much meat for me to find anymore

Oh, because you know I can't hide

But oh how hard I try

But this is just the shape I'm in, oh yeah

And though you know I can't hide

But oh how hard I try

But this is just the shape I'm in

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Police investigating the disappearance of a store clerk, Bernice Worden, in Plainfield on November 17, 1957, suspected Gein to be involved. Upon entering a shed on his property, they made their first horrific discovery of the night: Worden's corpse. She had been decapitated, and was hanging upside down by the ankles and had been split open down the torso like a deer. The mutilations had been performed post-mortem; she had been shot at close-range from a .22-caliber rifle.

Searching the house, authorities found:

severed heads acting as bedposts in the bedroom;

skin used to make lampshades and upholster chair seats;

skullcaps made into soup bowls;

a human heart (it is disputed where the heart was found; the deputies' reports all claim that the heart was in a saucepan on the stove, with some crime scene photographers claiming it was in a paper bag);

a face mask made out of real facial skin found in a paper bag;

a necklace of human lips;

a waistcoat, called a "mammary vest," made up of a vagina and breasts stitched together;

and other items fashioned from the parts of human bodies, including a belt made from nipples.

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