Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Fort Minor & Two Of The Best Song's I've Ever Heard

Music, as we all know, is a form of expression.

My favorite style of lyric is Modern Rock/Modern heavy metal. I like Disturbed, Linkin Park, Stone Sour, From Zero, Motograter, Five.Bolt.Main, Element Eight, Dogfight, I, Unnloco, Korn, etc etc...

Recently, I've been listening to "Fort Minor". It's Mike Shinoda from Linkin Park's side band. Their most popular single is "Remember The Name", used in a few commercials...... "This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!"

However, on his album there are some powerful songs. These are the lyrics of the two that got me thinking, and appreciate (more) all that I have.

The songs have a nice beat, I highly reccomend the album, kind of rock/rap but not very "hardcore", at least to me.

These songs are off the album "The Rising Tied" by Fort Minor (Lyrics From Online Sources)

"Kenji" tells the story of a Japanese immagrant in 1945, and the atrocities commited against him by the US Goverment. Can you imagine this happening nowadays?


My father came from Japan in 1905He was 15 when he immigrated
from Japan
He worked until he was able to buy - to actually build a store

Let me tell you the story in the form of a dream,
I don't know why I
have to tell it but I know what it means,
Close your eyes, just picture the
As I paint it for you, it was World War II,
When this man named
Kenji woke up,
Ken was not a soldier,
He was just a man with a family
who owned a store in LA,
That day, he crawled out of bed like he always did,
Bacon and eggs with wife and kids,
He lived on the second floor of a
little store he ran,
He moved to LA from Japan,
They called him
'Immigrant,'In Japanese, he'd say he was called "Issei,"That meant 'First
Generation In The United States,'
When everyone was afraid of the Germans,
afraid of the Japs,But most of all afraid of a homeland attack,
And that
morning when Ken went out on the doormat,His world went black 'cause,Right
there; front page news,Three weeks before 1942,"Pearl Harbour's Been Bombed And
The Japs Are Comin',"
Pictures of soldiers dyin' and runnin',
Ken knew
what it would lead to,
Just like he guessed, the President said,"The evil
Japanese in our home country will be locked away,"

They gave Ken, a
couple of days,
To get his whole life packed in two bags,Just two bags,
couldn't even pack his clothes,
Some folks didn't even have a suitcase, to
pack anything in,
So two trash bags is all they gave them,
When the kids
asked mom "Where are we goin'?"
Nobody even knew what to say to them,
Ken didn't wanna lie, he said "The US is lookin' for spies,
So we have
to live in a place called Manzanar,
Where a lot of Japanese people are,"Stop
it don't look at the gunmen,
You don't wanna get the soldiers wonderin',
If you gonna run or not,'Cause if you run then you might get shot,
than that try not to think about it,
Try not to worry 'bout it; bein' so
Someday we'll get out, someday, someday.

As soon as war
broke out
The F.B.I. came and they just come to the house and"You have to
come""All the Japanese have to go"They took Mr. NiPeople didn't understandWhy
did they have to take him?Because he's an innocent laborer

So now
they're in a town with soldiers surroundin' them,
Every day, every night
look down at them,
From watch towers up on the wall,
Ken couldn't really
hate them at all;
They were just doin' their job and,
He wasn't gonna
make any problems,
He had a little garden with vegetables and fruits that,
He gave to the troops in a basket his wife made,
But in the back of his
mind, he wanted his families life saved,
Prisoners of war in their own damn
What for?
Time passed in the prison town,
He wanted them to
live it down when they were free,
The only way out was joinin' the army,And
supposedly, some men went out for the army, signed on,
And ended up flyin'
to Japan with a bomb,
That 15 kilotonne blast, put an end to the war pretty
Two cities were blown to bits; the end of the war came quick,
got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids and his wife,
But, when
they got back to their home,
What they saw made them feel so alone,These
people had trashed every room,
Smashed in the windows and bashed in the
Written on the walls and the floor,"Japs not welcome anymore."
And Kenji dropped both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside,
He, looked at his wife without words to say,
She looked back at him
wiping tears away,
And, said "Someday we'll be okay, someday,"

the names have been changed, but the story's true,
My family was locked up
back in '42,My family was there it was dark and damp,
And they called it an
internment camp

When we first got back from camp... uhhIt was...
pretty... pretty bad
I, I remember my husband said"Are we gonna stay 'til
Then my husband died before they close the camp.[/QUOTE]

"Right Now" just is a story, and I found it interesting.

[QUOTE]Someone right now is leaving their apartment
Looking down at the
street, wondering where there car went
Someone in the car sitting at a
signalIn front of a restaraunt, staring through the window
at someone right
now with their finger in their teeth
Who could use a little floss right
across the street
there's somebody on the curb who really needs a jacket
spent half the rent at a bar getting plastered
Now he gotta walk
fourteen blocksto work at a shop where he's about to get fired.
right now is looking pretty tired
Staring at a laptop trying to get inspired
Somebody living right across the street
She wrote the best things she's
written all week but her best friends coughing up blood in the sink
even think what happened, feeling so confused
And he knows it looks bad but
there's nothing he can do
I wonder what it's like to be right there in his

[Chorus]But no I'm just taking it inOut the window of a hotel
bedroom againTommorrow I'll be gone I don't know when I'll be backBut in this
world everything can change just like that,Like that

Yo somebody right
now is dropping his vote inside a box
And trying not to get shot in his
For the act of freedom right now somebody is stuck in Iraq
that he gets shipped back breathingin a war that he's not really sure of the
So we show our support when the press mislead them
Though we
more then remain proud and salute the troops get some I know you boys got some
work to do
Meanwhile right now someones 25 to life
And is standing on
the corner with their thumb up hitchiking
Stratching off a lotto ticket
hoping for a real winner
Sneaking through the border just to work and to eat
a real dinner
Right now someone wishes they were you were not
instead of
second guessing freedom thoughts of quiet suicide
But right now I'm staring
at the window at a frame with holes in his arm and holes in his jeans
pulled out his ciggerette sparked the light
And walked right around the
corner just outta my sight

But yo I'm just taking it in
From the
second story hotel window again,
The TV's on, and my bags are packed,But in
this world everything can change just like that,
Like that

Ya right now somebody sitting in the darkness
Trying to figure out
how to put some heat in their apartment
But they got a little matress and a
little carpet
And they appreciate it 'cause some people on a park bench
You see them when you rushing to get to the office
wife robbed blind
when she coming from the market
Right now somebody coming out from the
Trying to dump that rock they run around the block with at
same time the cops is raising the glock with aimTo fill your legs and back with
some hot shit
Right now somebody struggling to stop this man
Who's kick
and punching and cussing at the doctors
Down the hall the child taking his
first breath
The doctors ain't even passed him to the nurse yet yoI wonder
if he understands what it's worth yet
Like the time spent while we here on
the earth yet
The answer to the question that we all seekcan be found depend
on how free y'all think
Right now it's somebody who ain't eat all week
That would kill for the shit that you throw away in the street
I guess
ones mans trash is the next mans treaure
One mans pain is the next mans
one say infinity the next say forever
right now erbody got to
get it together man

I'm just taking it in another strange hotel lobby
againPut my luggage on my back I don't know where I'm atI'm in world where we
all change just like that,Like that, like that, just like that, like that, just
like that

Just like that, Just like that[/QUOTE]