xvillexvalox Posted August 14, 2007 Share Posted August 14, 2007 Guess who. Hint: He's a famous band member who died a long time ago. Try to match the scene with a line from a song/poem. I'll be impressed if anyone gets this. [hide= LP got it.] Holy Cabbage, that was fast. Yes, it was Jim Morrison. Except the line is in some other poems/songs of his to, he's even explains that meaning behind the lines to. I guess I can post this version to. Dawn's Highway Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind. Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a grandmother and a grandfather - were driving through the desert, at dawn, and a truck load of Indian workers had either hit another car, or just - I don't know what happened - but there were Indians scattered all over the highway, bleeding to death. So the car pulls up and stops. That was the first time I tasted fear. I musta' been about four - like a child is like a flower, his head is just floating in the breeze, man. The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking back - is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead Indians...maybe one or two of 'em...were just running around freaking out, and just leaped into my soul. And they're still in there. [/hide] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
navyplaya Posted August 14, 2007 Share Posted August 14, 2007 Tim Kelly? Cool image btw... -All sigs by me.[My Gallery] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xvillexvalox Posted August 14, 2007 Author Share Posted August 14, 2007 Tim Kelly? Cool image btw... Nope. Thanks, really I just created the picture from googling pictures and editing them into a scene. Fun fact: 2 of those people are sleeping bums, one's an Iraqi, and the car is from Iraq to. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
navyplaya Posted August 14, 2007 Share Posted August 14, 2007 Tim Kelly? Cool image btw... Nope. Thanks, really I just created the picture from googling pictures and editing them into a scene. Fun fact: 2 of those people are sleeping bums, one's an Iraqi, and the car is from Iraq to. Thats awesome lol... Keith Godchaux ? -All sigs by me.[My Gallery] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WutangFlu Posted August 14, 2007 Share Posted August 14, 2007 Jim Morrison The Doors.. song. Peace Frog Theres blood in the streets, its up to my ankles She came Theres blood on the streets, its up to my knee She came Blood on the streets in the town of Chicago She came Blood on the rise, its following me Think about the break of day She came and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair She came Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness She came Blood in the streets its up to my thigh She came Yeah the river runs down the legs of the city She came The women are crying red rivers of weeping She came into town and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair Indians scattered on dawns highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind Blood in the streets in the town of new haven Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice Blood in my love in the terrible summer Bloody red sun of fantastic l.a. Blood streams her brain as they chop off her fingers Blood will be born in the birth of a nation Blood is the rose of mysterious union Theres blood in the streets, its up to my ankles Blood in the streets, its up to my knee Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago Blood on the rise, its following me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xvillexvalox Posted August 14, 2007 Author Share Posted August 14, 2007 Holy Cabbage, that was fast. Yes, it was Jim Morrison. Except the line is in some other poems/songs of his to, he's even explains that meaning behind the lines to. I guess I can post this version to. Dawn's Highway Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind. Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a grandmother and a grandfather - were driving through the desert, at dawn, and a truck load of Indian workers had either hit another car, or just - I don't know what happened - but there were Indians scattered all over the highway, bleeding to death. So the car pulls up and stops. That was the first time I tasted fear. I musta' been about four - like a child is like a flower, his head is just floating in the breeze, man. The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking back - is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead Indians...maybe one or two of 'em...were just running around freaking out, and just leaped into my soul. And they're still in there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WutangFlu Posted August 14, 2007 Share Posted August 14, 2007 Jim Morrison The Doors.. song. Peace Frog Theres blood in the streets, its up to my ankles She came Theres blood on the streets, its up to my knee She came Blood on the streets in the town of Chicago She came Blood on the rise, its following me Think about the break of day She came and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair She came Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness She came Blood in the streets its up to my thigh She came Yeah the river runs down the legs of the city She came The women are crying red rivers of weeping She came into town and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair Indians scattered on dawns highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind Blood in the streets in the town of new haven Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice Blood in my love in the terrible summer Bloody red sun of fantastic l.a. Blood streams her brain as they chop off her fingers Blood will be born in the birth of a nation Blood is the rose of mysterious union Theres blood in the streets, its up to my ankles Blood in the streets, its up to my knee Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago Blood on the rise, its following me The poem/story you posted is just that, its not a song I think Its from the book "Wilderness" by Jim, himself. (collection of his poetry), though I haven't had time to read. either that, its its from an interview I remember reading/watching. Wheres my cookie! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xvillexvalox Posted August 14, 2007 Author Share Posted August 14, 2007 Cookies take a long time to bake with a 40 watt bulb. What I posted is also a track from "An American Prayer", a cd of him reading his poetry, with music from his band. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
woopidoo2 Posted August 14, 2007 Share Posted August 14, 2007 Is the photo real, or did they tell the people to lay down on a road with a flipped car? :o Im real curious about it.. Anyway, welcome back. :) [http://woopidoo2.deviantart.com][Tip.it Moderator from Dec 10, 2006 to 03 Sep, 2008] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xvillexvalox Posted August 14, 2007 Author Share Posted August 14, 2007 Is the photo real, or did they tell the people to lay down on a road with a flipped car? :o Im real curious about it.. Anyway, welcome back. :) I wasn't really gone, I was on a 3 week vacation though. The "photo" is compiled together of other photos. I started with a picture of a desert highway, adjusted the colors to look like it's dawn. Then I found a picture of a flipped car, removed the scenery and put it on there, adjusted the perspective, yada yada. 2 of the people laying down are actually sleeping bums, one's a war victem. The only real blood is the blood on the car, everything else is made via photoshop. (and some of the blood on the person in the far right.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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