One of the best if not best fucking ska bands to ever come together. many of the members are in Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution.
by Kevin Thompson January 11, 2004
Wiggy cool post third wave ska formed from ex members of Catch 22 and the defunct group One Cool Guy. Based in central New Jersey (NJ REPAZENT!),they form half of the Risc Group,a collective also containing BOTAR,who are also known as the Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution
"This is the Streetlight Manifesto."
by AndrewFromSouthJersey November 30, 2004
I am a hacker, enter my world...
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass...
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, orignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass...
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, orignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.
this is the hackers manifesto.
by Kyouko August 27, 2009
The Blueprint for being an International Playboy on the riseThe definative guide to being a G. The guide to getting more out of life.
Q: "what is the best way to swoop ill rich girls?"
A: "you need to check the G Manifesto"
Q: "How do I become a Playboy?"
A: Read the G Manifesto!
A: "you need to check the G Manifesto"
Q: "How do I become a Playboy?"
A: Read the G Manifesto!
by Trigga Da Illest July 31, 2006
by Me January 15, 2004
One of the most original, virtuosic, progressive, and all-around bitchin ska bands today.
A third wave ska (ska-punk) band started in 2003 by Tomas Kalnoky and made up of members of the bands Catch 22 and One Cool Guy, Streetlight Manifesto is lauded by many as the beginning of the "4th wave of ska" due to their complex horn lines and ingenious arrangements that make them stray from the general definition of ska music. They've released 3 albums (not including their demo): Keasby Nights, Everything Goes Numb, and Somewhere in the Between. I especially recommend the latter two (and especially especially like Somewhere in the Between).
They've also just finished recording a massive colaboration project with Catch 22 and Kalnoky's side project Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution entitled "99 Songs of the Revolution." It's a 99 song album spread across 6 discs and it should be released early 2010.
A third wave ska (ska-punk) band started in 2003 by Tomas Kalnoky and made up of members of the bands Catch 22 and One Cool Guy, Streetlight Manifesto is lauded by many as the beginning of the "4th wave of ska" due to their complex horn lines and ingenious arrangements that make them stray from the general definition of ska music. They've released 3 albums (not including their demo): Keasby Nights, Everything Goes Numb, and Somewhere in the Between. I especially recommend the latter two (and especially especially like Somewhere in the Between).
They've also just finished recording a massive colaboration project with Catch 22 and Kalnoky's side project Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution entitled "99 Songs of the Revolution." It's a 99 song album spread across 6 discs and it should be released early 2010.
Streetlight Manifesto shows off its members' ingenuity and sheer ability on their instruments in every one of their songs. The only problem I have with them is that their treble frequencies are sometimes mixed too high which causes Tomas Kalnoky's vocals and Chris Thatchers's drums to sound tinny and overbearing.
by jazzbass January 5, 2010
by L-ho November 16, 2005