68 definitions by eazy-x
by eazy-x February 13, 2008
What every Tool fan boy will say. He's normally listened to dumb heavy metal and simple minded rock songs all his life and smoked pot. All of a sudden he discovered Tool and acts like he is smarter than everyone in the world. The reason the fans think they are smarter than everyone is because Tool uses so many intellectual theory and philosophy influence lyrics and imagery in their songs that the kids begin to think they're smarter than everyone because they think they understand something no one else understands. All of a sudden these kids feel superior to their peers who listen to simple minded rock and heavy metal. The reason this has happened because Tool's music is accessible to the mainstream and at the same time tool uses less accessible and strange ideas hidden behind their lyrics. this means they can capture and attract dumb people but hide stronger intellectual concept within their songs which are later discovered upon more careful analysis and research. the fanatic kids who put stronger research into tool's songs normally become psuedo intellectual art snobs and hipsters. these kids think tool is the greatest band on earth because compared to what these kids listened to all their life, eg dumb rocking power ballad and pop/rock bands, tool is superior in concept. tool is a great band, it's just their fans who become obnoxious with staunch conviction.
fan boys will say "tool is the greatest band on earth" because their music is catchy and easy to rock out to yet hold strange and interesting meaning behind them. most rock bands before tool were nothing more than dumber party power ballad bands.
by eazy-x May 22, 2008
A stylish thin coat associated with track and field characterized by a zipper, clean designer lines, long sleeves, usually made from polyester. Trendy track Jackets are usually associated with the youthful sports, trip-hop, lounge, old school hip hop, electronica, graphic design and alternative street scenes. These jackets are not made for extreme temperatures. They run anywhere from 20 to 100 dollars.
by eazy-x December 28, 2007
a loose term used to describe a sub-genre of techno music characterized by smooth electronica down temple with trippy slow beats and sometimes backed by a sexy female voice. It is called trip hop because the music sounds a little like some of the old skool hip hop beats without dominating raps or an mc vocalist. This cool urban lounge music is sometimes associated with old spy movie themes. Stereotypically, Trip hop is also heavily associated and carries an image with youthful post modernism, grafitti, alternative street art, djs, turn table scratching, metrosexuality, trends, computers, futuristic technology and high design culture.
royksopp, zero 7, portishead, thievery corporation, massive attack, trip hop, spy lab, telepop musik
by eazy-x January 31, 2008
A Nine Inch Nails Album released in 2008 that was downloadable completely free from the Nine Inch Nails website.
The Slip is a really good album
by eazy-x May 8, 2008
a nonpretentious 90's band...somewhat forgotten....known as a one hit wonder for the song closing time.
by eazy-x February 13, 2008
a tired middle aged man walks through the sewers...
a plump italian plumber...worn thin
sick of everyday life...he is an everyday man...
working his days away...no norm seems to ever break...nothing new to look forward to..
fixing pipes, tightening screws, fixing leaks....it gets old..really old...
days become meaningless...living from paycheck to paycheck
age is quickly coming...nothing ever changed
the tired look of his face...it shows through very clearly...
his arms get weak at the end of the day...
he is like all men are......HE IS VULNERABLE....more and more fragile by the day
but there is always meaning.....always a tiny bit of meaning in life.....
a tiny bit that shines through everything
he pops a giant mushroom....
.............
he who battles giant lizards the size of dinosaurs...
jumps on top of bullets and travels lands never seen by any man...
rides the backs of dinosaurs swallowing enemies....
stomps on owl's faces...epic battles he wins by himself
or by the help of friends and family...luigi, princess peach,yoshi, toad...
the one who destroyed donkey kong after climbing towers to rescue princess peach...
he jumps mountains....travels worlds...travels galaxies...battles flying ships.. smashes turtles
he has seen and done everything there is ever to be see and done...
he throws fire from a flower...collects golden coins out of boxes...
he fights and fights...with his two hands he has helped the world...
fighting through the ghost houses
through the swamps...
through rainbows...
through the stars and galaxies...
through giant castles and caves...there is glory...
he has destroyed the ultimate evil...King Kooper
he has won gold medals through kart races...
the world is in his hands...life has taken him to the extreme....
women adore him...children look up to him
people prize him...HE IS MARIO, the greatest man who ever lived
..............
days go by...it's 9:00 in the morning, another beginning of a cold, sick day of work
the sewers get cold and lonely....there is no space to move...
nobody looks up to a plumber...no one even really cares...
work drags on....days come and go without sunshine...
he pushes forward.....for what? pennies on the dollar
nothing ever changes...he packs his lunch
sleep, eat, work, repeat, sleep, eat, work
day after day...he takes a deep breathe...
looks at his watch, finally it's here...
friday, it's 5:00 pm
a plump italian plumber...worn thin
sick of everyday life...he is an everyday man...
working his days away...no norm seems to ever break...nothing new to look forward to..
fixing pipes, tightening screws, fixing leaks....it gets old..really old...
days become meaningless...living from paycheck to paycheck
age is quickly coming...nothing ever changed
the tired look of his face...it shows through very clearly...
his arms get weak at the end of the day...
he is like all men are......HE IS VULNERABLE....more and more fragile by the day
but there is always meaning.....always a tiny bit of meaning in life.....
a tiny bit that shines through everything
he pops a giant mushroom....
.............
he who battles giant lizards the size of dinosaurs...
jumps on top of bullets and travels lands never seen by any man...
rides the backs of dinosaurs swallowing enemies....
stomps on owl's faces...epic battles he wins by himself
or by the help of friends and family...luigi, princess peach,yoshi, toad...
the one who destroyed donkey kong after climbing towers to rescue princess peach...
he jumps mountains....travels worlds...travels galaxies...battles flying ships.. smashes turtles
he has seen and done everything there is ever to be see and done...
he throws fire from a flower...collects golden coins out of boxes...
he fights and fights...with his two hands he has helped the world...
fighting through the ghost houses
through the swamps...
through rainbows...
through the stars and galaxies...
through giant castles and caves...there is glory...
he has destroyed the ultimate evil...King Kooper
he has won gold medals through kart races...
the world is in his hands...life has taken him to the extreme....
women adore him...children look up to him
people prize him...HE IS MARIO, the greatest man who ever lived
..............
days go by...it's 9:00 in the morning, another beginning of a cold, sick day of work
the sewers get cold and lonely....there is no space to move...
nobody looks up to a plumber...no one even really cares...
work drags on....days come and go without sunshine...
he pushes forward.....for what? pennies on the dollar
nothing ever changes...he packs his lunch
sleep, eat, work, repeat, sleep, eat, work
day after day...he takes a deep breathe...
looks at his watch, finally it's here...
friday, it's 5:00 pm
a plumber climbs from the
cold sewers after a days work....
the green pipes stench a dirty filth-like tar....
the grime, the blackness, the nasty textures of the brutal
sewers....his thick gloves are held tightly...
the old and tired sewer worker in overalls takes his
days off in the a private sanctuary...away from the
norms of our society.....his cold metal tools
weigh him down. they hang on a big harsh leather belt...
...he hasn't seen the friendly sun in days....
the intensity of hard work has him beat....
he hasn't seen his family in a while...he of italian origin...
he is weary and it is hidden beneath his mustache
......
he pops a mushroom......becomes a giant
he takes his days off in a sanctuary
where giant flowers attack him...
he is a hero for his world....
his princess love interest is kidnapped by a giant beast lizard
he who walks in a straight line....the line of his reality....
he tosses fire from a flower and uses it as a weapon....
he dodges giant bullets and bombs by jumping and knocking
bricks with his head...he stomps on the faces of shy guys...
he battles great epic battles on flying ships....
battles greats like donkey kong...
battle after battle...this assassin is the people's choice....
he who stomps on monsters' heads with his feet...
he is mario nintendo......godfather of the nintendo world....
.....
...he goes back into the sewer...
to finish his work...work...work..day after day....same old routine
wearing thin and tired......work to get the bills paid...
he brushes the dirt off his shoulders, takes a deep breath, falls alseep
and wakes up to another day of work in the sewers...
cold sewers after a days work....
the green pipes stench a dirty filth-like tar....
the grime, the blackness, the nasty textures of the brutal
sewers....his thick gloves are held tightly...
the old and tired sewer worker in overalls takes his
days off in the a private sanctuary...away from the
norms of our society.....his cold metal tools
weigh him down. they hang on a big harsh leather belt...
...he hasn't seen the friendly sun in days....
the intensity of hard work has him beat....
he hasn't seen his family in a while...he of italian origin...
he is weary and it is hidden beneath his mustache
......
he pops a mushroom......becomes a giant
he takes his days off in a sanctuary
where giant flowers attack him...
he is a hero for his world....
his princess love interest is kidnapped by a giant beast lizard
he who walks in a straight line....the line of his reality....
he tosses fire from a flower and uses it as a weapon....
he dodges giant bullets and bombs by jumping and knocking
bricks with his head...he stomps on the faces of shy guys...
he battles great epic battles on flying ships....
battles greats like donkey kong...
battle after battle...this assassin is the people's choice....
he who stomps on monsters' heads with his feet...
he is mario nintendo......godfather of the nintendo world....
.....
...he goes back into the sewer...
to finish his work...work...work..day after day....same old routine
wearing thin and tired......work to get the bills paid...
he brushes the dirt off his shoulders, takes a deep breath, falls alseep
and wakes up to another day of work in the sewers...
by eazy-x February 7, 2008
