| Title: Vol. 1 Episode 1 (Click Link to Play) | Rel: 10/16/05 |
| Description: DJ Digitalflood introduces Digitalflood Pirate Radio to the world. An eclectic mix of rap, hip hop, metal, and pop that ends with the infamous Morrissey into Spice Girls segment. DJ Digitalflood manages to keep it together until the very end when he starts rambling about scene points, hip hop, keeping it real, and randomly mentions Mike Jones for no apparent reason. It’s basically all downhill from there. | |
It’s 2 AM outside my house. I’ve just come home from a momentous night of change and turmoil. The past two years have been nothing, but one constant change of life. From my marriage collapsing, to learning to live on my own, to growing up finally into a man, and to becoming the father my daughter not only needs– but deserves. These are the things that I have faced. No sooner did one thing pass one way did life decide to pull me the other. My conscious decisions had a lot to do with all of this though and I now realize that. The choice was mine the whole time no matter how helpless at times I felt. I just had to choose. So here I am in the middle of my choices. I have closed a huge chapter in my life and begun a new one. It is time to put all these old things behind me. It is time to move onto the next page. This is all a reflection of this. My choice to continue on to bigger and better things begins here with a refresh of my virtual image that is digitalflood.com. I feel the layout is simplistic, but beautiful. You’ll find more focus on art and music. That is where we are going here. Two new albums (yes… now it’s two) are on their way. New art also. The site is going to be less of a focus on my personal life than ever (and that was null before) though a blog will eventually surface. I thank you to all the readers who continue to visit and I hope the newbies who show up will find something here. As always, thank you for riding this journey with me that is life.
Are we broken? Maybe it’s you…
Long dormant. Long awaited. The next movement is here and the time is right to rise up against the hyprocrsy of the social establishment. The new Digitalfl00d album is almost here. Finally a sound for your mind that craves diversity.
March 07, 2004: [•] More lyrics and more hatred… the time draws near… the vision is all that more clear. The product is in production.
“27 to life”
It’s so hard being different
in a world indifferent to pain.
It’s so hard being unique
when it’s only you who isn’t the same.
The confusion sets in as I misunderstand
or misread the voice once again.
I’m not saying I’m perfect.
I have scars and flaws like you.
Your choices are blurry.
My opinion should not matter beyond me; not you too.
I’m tired of living by the masses rules.
I’m tired of being sorry for how I feel.
So fuck your oversexed over-drugged Earth.
Fuck their mass produced lies with which we’re cursed.
Look around you and tell me this is a paradise.
This shit-hole prison.
This sad excuse we dare call life.
I’m not giving up on humanity.
I’m just tired of this society.
Tired of its hypocrisy.
So when I denounce it all the way.
When I blow up on this beautiful day.
Don’t be surprised.
You always knew I’d be the next headline.
Failure to comprehend why we must fuck everything.
Failure to communicate with those little things.
Driving myself away from all that is here.
Pushing the limit of sanity until it stings.
I’m just the messenger so don’t shoot me.
I’m just the next nut job screaming
about all this stupidity.
About the end being nearer than you’ll ever see.
This breaking point in the tide
and this changing direction of winds.
Soon you will see the truth too
and the end will begin.
I see burning water.
I see choking air.
I see the planet crumble.
I wish you were there.
I’m not saying a comet will fall on us.
There won’t be a judgment passed for sin.
No walking dead or demons in the sky.
No blister or lesions on your skin.
However when you wake up
and see what you’ve become.
When you realize you hate yourself
and want to die then I will have won.
I’m not giving up on humanity.
I’m just tired of this society.
Tired of its hypocrisy.
So when I denounce it all the way.
When I blow up on this beautiful day.
Don’t be surprised.
You always knew I’d be the next headline.
I am changing into everything you hate.
I am becoming all that is rejected once again.
I’m done hiding all that I feel.
I’m done lying and will no longer pretend.
This is the truth.
Think for yourself.
This is the root of of birth.
When you choose something else.
When you hate social cancer.
When you dare question the norm.
The difference between death and living
is choosing to never be born.
Just right the first time.
Just right feeling this hate.
For love is forgiving
and I cannot make it isolate
all these feelings.
All for the love and hope.
If you choose their world
you deserve to hang on that rope.
Thirty silver none the richer.
Did you not drop the sword.
Three times you denied it.
Are you slave or are you a lord?
I’m not giving up on humanity.
I’m just tired of this society.
Tired of its hypocrisy.
So when I denounce it all the way.
When I blow up on this beautiful day.
Don’t be surprised.
You always knew I’d be the next headline.
No chance to turn back.
Your choice is this
The way is blocked.
No forgiveness.
Why do we live this?
Why do we live this?
Why don’t we choose a real exit?
Make it to a real end.
Why do we cycle?
You’re all the same
in your being different.
And it is I that am the one left alone.
So just walk the fuck away
and forget you ever heard a thing.
Then you have your perfect world.
You’ll not have to deal with me.
You want need to hear this.
You won’t need to be…
alive and free