ivet unhinged TRAFFIC she screams from the traffic in her head lying naked in her bed foot in the face comes last kick in the mouth is worth two in the ass it hit her fast my way burns my way bleeds my way's cracked and now all i do is peel my way please she screams from the trouble in her heart while all i do is rip her flesh and pull her hair she screams from the traffic in her hands bloodless veins in all their twisted strands she makes a stand my way burns my way bleeds my way's cracked and now all i do is peel my way please there's no saftey in dreams come again -----written by frank silver copyright 1998 ALLIGATOR yesterday so far away might as well be last year for all i care blow the whistle on my sad state whilst i curse the reasons that you're here babada..the whistle blows and...babada you're the reason that i can't sleep girl you make the smile fade fix the whole up rain gets in while you break the promises you made for us must have missed your master class one million ways to skin a cat bite my tongue these past two years just to get my chance at bat you threw me out don't throw me out how to get up caress your scales spend your life underground you may never come down bare your teeth underground i may never come down -----written by frank silver copyright 1999 this is probably not quoted correctly from my feeble brain...jack and coke...yummy yummy..thanks frankie 001209 ... unhinged ivet is frank silver, mike roberts, sam papa, and mark grabowski i know all of these guys pretty well...when i saw the movie almost famous i cried because it reminded me of them. i was a crazed groupie for awhile but now i think at least frank realizes that he can have a friend in me. my first real boyfriend, not makeout buddy, was a result of my liking of the band ivet. actually my liking of the band ivet was a result of him but that's a long story. some day soon these boys will be famous. i wonder how long it will take frank to forget me. "we don't bite. we just want to play you some of the rock 'n' roll songs." fs 001209 ... unhinged are playing at the odeon in cleveland this thursday december 21st with days of the new and sinomatic for $5. kick ass....even though sinomatic SUCKS BALLS... 001216 ... unhinged i am once again denied by my parents to go to a show when i am at home. and they wonder why i never come home... i really wanted to go to this one too. oh well. 001230 ... unhinged "OH YEA, BY THE WAY, EVERY MOTHERFUCKING B IN THIS SONG IS FLAT, EVERY C# IS FLAT AND OH YEA, IT NO LONGER FUCKIN ALL COWS EAT GRASS ITS GRASS SHIT EATING WHITE TRASH WHORE, SO REMEMBER THAT WHILE PLAYING ALL THESE 16TH NOTES" LOL oh my 010204 ... unhinged when i counted up my demons and there was one for every day but the good ones on my shoulder drove the other ones away thanks mike 010219 ... unhinged SHELLY woke up in the same old dirty sheets trade in my corduroys for pleats wash down your milk with a glass of bleach just in time to practice what i preach laid down in the same old tired bed forgotten thoughts fill my simple head appraise my value i thee wed it's hard to wait until your dead (bury me alive) i know best i must show you the truth comes out after awhile it shines right through this bitter smile all for a hump she'd walk a mile one step ahead of the current style but i fall down there in the end i guess i'm not what i pretend self righteous version of your friend just one less birthday card to send and i know best i must show you frank silver, ivet FAILURE BOY Why smash your head on pot and pans you've got it all right in your hands can't paint the world with colored crayons ashamed i can't meet my own demands but i had to try you understand had to prove that i'm a man such shakey legs on which i stand today losing all ability to use these tools in front of me i squint my eyes and try to see their way to rid myself of vice and grip and powder from my nose to lip this brace to stop my spine from slip death of a sailor ocean drip practicing for judgement day i never made it past the clay soiled spirit missing in the mail it only hurts when i think about it it only hurts when i go without i it's my crutch yeah it's my cane i fail cleanse the fever from my head come on drag deeper down instead the inspiration's finally dead a monument laid of my bed frank silver, ivet 010412 ... unhinged sam is gone...i can't believe it. my world has been falling apart enough lately without this. and now some douchebag named bubba from one of the most horrible bands in youngstown is the bassist for ivet? this sucks.... 011115 ... unhinged blah what a kid i was to_my_boys love you always 021110 ... no reason did you go to their concert, unhinged? 030602 ... unhinged yep it was pretty awesome hearing them play on that big of a stage. but, i think it may have been a bad idea on some other levels. *shrugs* i think i am ready to leave that scene for awhile. more than ready actually. 030602 ... unhinged subsequent_losses dramatic_irony nobody let's go when they should. i've known it was coming for months but it still a shock to the system. all those good times; firmly placed in the past. i hope you find somewhere else to go. what a fucking shame. now that i finally have three cds to put in my disc changer i'll never hear you live again. 040119 ... sahba The Ataris - Boys of Summer Nobody on the road Nobody on the beach I feel it in the air The summer's out of reach Empty lake, empty streets The sun goes down alone I'm drivin' by your house Though I know you're not at home But I can see you- Your brown skin shinin' in the sun You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone I never will forget those nights I wonder if it was a dream Remember how you made me crazy? Remember how I made you scream Now I don't understand what happened to our love But babe, when I get you back I'm gonna show you what I'm made of I can see you- Your brown skin shinin' in the sun I see you walkin' real slow and you're smilin' at everyone I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone Out on the road today, I saw a BLACK FLAG sticker on a Cadillac A little voice Inside my head said, "Don't look back. You can never look back." I thought I knew what love was What did I know? Those days are gone forever I should just let them go but- I can see you- Your brown skin shinin' in the sun You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone I can see you- Your brown skin shinin' in the sun You got that hair slicked back and those Wayfarers on, baby I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone 040827 ... sahba im listening to it right now 28 august 12:59 and im thinking about everything damn she shouldn't have shown me this site its so god damn infectious 040827 ... unhinged it's been seven years. and the last time i heard you guys was over three years ago, but i still rock out to you. i've been listening to failure_boy and sickhouse all night. if i would have known how much you guys were spoiling me, i might have gone to less shows. i probably would have gone to more. *smilessowidelyithurts* do you know how really actually fucking rare it is to hear two les paul customs with marshall stacks...TWO....on a local music scene? and now everything else just sounds pansy ass. i haven't been able to feed my rock addiction since i moved and you guys busted up. maybe someday i'll have the balls to get up my own band. it seriously was those les paul customs with marshall stacks tuned all fucked up on the heavy channel that kept me mildly sane through all the petty bullshit of music school. fuck_bach and juries and music_theory. fuck counterpoint and aural_theory and playing 19th century symphonic lit with a chamber orchestra barely big enough to handle mozart. fuck prima_donna boardman violinists and getting fucked on chairs til my last semester and playing three octaves of all major minor scales and arpeggios on the goddamn PIANO. i had two les paul customs, NO MOTHERFUCKING PEDALS, in marshall stacks with the rhythm guitar on heavy the whole time in tiny music bars for $5 at the door. the fat low end if it was mixed right made you wanna tear your hair out. that was my real bachelors in music. the rock and roll education i got in youngstown. 061101 ... unhinged i sat in his living room telling him how much i missed you and i realized how much you still were the_soundtrack_of_my_life 081211 ... unhinged love you always 081211 ... unhinged you don't know what i'd give to hear a live show just about now (even a frank's-drunk-and-can't-remember-the-words show) 090317 ... unhinged i walk in my fancy northshore of milwaukee neighborhood these days (i'm a successful violin teacher now) with my 'ivet setlist' playlist blasting in my ipod. a walk that used to take me 45 min now takes me 30. and i listen to my ivet playlist and chug a glass of water when i get home. lake bluff to lake to capitol to oakland; walking the northshore as fast as i can to work my anxiety out now that i don't have cheap good rock shows to freak to soundtrack_of_my_life still 100521 ... unhinged nostalgia_stomach i_miss_you 101108 ... unhinged back in the beginning, the vfw halls near sharon_pa , when mike was bald headed and kept his eyes shut when he played. i thought of it just the other day, when i performed for everyone in my training level at the shambhala center with my eyes shut, and some of the most beautiful notes i've ever played in public came tumbling out. tonight i went to the center to sit and someone from the level told me everyone was talking about my performance after i left, how it brought tears to peoples' eyes. and i realized my meditation center is like ivet shows used to be for me back in the day. release, support, love. to_my_boys that taught me what it really meant to be a musician. i miss you still. all of you. 110118 ... Barrie I miss them 141001 ... unhinged me too i was batshit depressed this summer. i listened to a lot of ivet on the bus. 141001 ... barrie Not sure how this Blather thing works, and when googling "Ivet" this is one of the few sites that has info. I'm from Youngstown and LOVED this band. I know Mike is in Hurt out of St. Louis. Mark was in Leo for a bit. I heard Frank moved to Harrisburg. Is he still making music? Any other info? 141003 ... . something about that kind of guitar (les paul) with that kind of amp (marshall) that just knocked my anger loose that and his hugs 230420 what's it to you? who go blather from