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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Candy is dandy,but liquor is quicker.</description><title>Moscow Train</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ziayan)</generator><link>http://ziayan.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>如何才能保持内心的平静祥和? 如何才能拒绝狂躁与淫乐? I’m so confused and just started to question myself.I wonder how I can...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;如何才能保持内心的平静祥和? 如何才能拒绝狂躁与淫乐? I’m so confused and just started to question myself.I wonder how I can remain the peace in mind. I tried to figure out what the true meaning of life is besides pure erotic joy. Sometimes I really found myself a hard nut to crack. I guess I’m too proud of myself for not being a prude and it leads to a headache as I enjoy attention too much and just trying too hard to prove my value. Pethatic me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ziayan.tumblr.com/post/50800388086</link><guid>http://ziayan.tumblr.com/post/50800388086</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 03:10:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Superb video and beautiful marketing!
Now I feel so pumped and...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LrScYFsuTkI?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Superb video and beautiful marketing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now I feel so pumped and am ready to do some extreme sports!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ziayan.tumblr.com/post/49884031932</link><guid>http://ziayan.tumblr.com/post/49884031932</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 18:15:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I&amp;#8217;m not sure if I&amp;#8217;m more into being a dirty backpacker or a fancy new yorker &amp;#8230;.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not sure if I&amp;#8217;m more into being a dirty backpacker or a fancy new yorker &amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ziayan.tumblr.com/post/47650217380</link><guid>http://ziayan.tumblr.com/post/47650217380</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Apr 2013 18:19:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“Werewolf” by Cocorosie- NOT About a Girl being Raped by her Father</title><description>&lt;h2 id="post-32"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" height="375" src="http://wss.wholesite.com/lTYzJQcS3/m5XtM1VZ3/www.toromagazine.com-cocorosie.jpg?size=650x375" width="650"/&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;It’s about a woman who was raped &lt;em&gt;because &lt;/em&gt;of her father.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a dream I was a werewolf&lt;br/&gt;My soul was filled with crystal light&lt;br/&gt;Lavender ribbons of rain sang&lt;br/&gt;Ridding my heart of mortal fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Broken sundown fatherless showdown&lt;br/&gt;Gun hip swollen lip bottle sip yeah I suck dick&lt;br/&gt;Lose grip on gravity falls sky blinding crumbling walls&lt;br/&gt;River sweep away my memories of&lt;br/&gt;Children’s things a young mother’s love&lt;br/&gt;Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh&lt;br/&gt;Young hearts burst open wounds bleed fresh&lt;br/&gt;A young brother skinny and tall my older walks&lt;br/&gt;Oceanward and somber, slumber sleeping&lt;br/&gt;Flowers in the water,&lt;br/&gt;But I’m just his daughter&lt;br/&gt;Walking down an icy grave&lt;br/&gt;leading to my Schizophrenic father.&lt;br/&gt;Weeping willow won’t you wallow louder&lt;br/&gt;Searching for my father’s power&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’ma shake you off though&lt;br/&gt;Get up on that horse and&lt;br/&gt;Ride into the sunset&lt;br/&gt;Look back with no remorse&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He’s a black magic wielder some say a witch&lt;br/&gt;Wielded darkness when he was wilein’ on his mom’s&lt;br/&gt;And born child and he was the bastard that broke&lt;br/&gt;Up the marriage evil doer doing evil from a baby carriage&lt;br/&gt;And he was born with the same blue eyes&lt;br/&gt;Crystal ships dripping with ice, diamonds coruscate&lt;br/&gt;In the night fireworks electric bright&lt;br/&gt;And now he’s got his own two sons&lt;br/&gt;Tried to hide his tearz in a world of fun&lt;br/&gt;But loveless bedrooms filled with doom&lt;br/&gt;Bring silent heartache July to June&lt;br/&gt;Woon over new young hot flame&lt;br/&gt;Mourn the memories later&lt;br/&gt;Laugh now aligator&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh in a dream&lt;br/&gt;My father came to me&lt;br/&gt;And made me swear that I’d keep&lt;br/&gt;What sacred to me&lt;br/&gt;And if I get the choice&lt;br/&gt;To live in his name&lt;br/&gt;I pray my way through the Rain&lt;br/&gt;Singing Oh happy day&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t mean to close the door&lt;br/&gt;But for the record my heart is sore&lt;br/&gt;You blew through me like bullet holes&lt;br/&gt;Left staind on my sheets and stains&lt;br/&gt;On my soul&lt;br/&gt;You left me broke down beggin for change&lt;br/&gt;Had to catch a ride with a man who’s deranged&lt;br/&gt;He had your hands and my father’s face&lt;br/&gt;Another western vampire different time same place&lt;br/&gt;I had dreams that brings me sadness&lt;br/&gt;Pain much deep that a river&lt;br/&gt;Sorrow flow through me in tiny waves of shivers&lt;br/&gt;Corny movies make me reminisce&lt;br/&gt;Breat me down easy on this generic love shit&lt;br/&gt;First kiss frog and princess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" height="437" src="http://static.the-fly.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/Coco-Rosie_Jean_Marc_Ruella.jpg" width="686"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The first verse is about herself, the second verse is about the man who “blew through her like bullet holes.” The third verse is drawing a parallel between the man who “had your hands and my father’s face” and her father.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Beginning the song, the singer, a girl, is talking about being fatherless, alluding to how her “schitzophrenic father” was checked out, not there, and how she was “searching for her father’s power.” For reasons that weren’t his fault (mental illness), dad wasn’t there for her, therefore the only person to blame for her misery was herself, and when you can only blame yourself, bad things happen, low self-esteem, depression. “Weeping willow won’t you wallow louder…searching…” The blatant sex references allude to a loss of innocence. A father never taught her how men should treat her, or taught her the wrong way men should treat her. She’s having sex she doesn’t want to searching for her father’s power, her father’s influence.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The second verse talks about someone, I wasn’t sure who at first when I read the verse, I assumed she was still talking about herself, or her father, but then I realized she was talking about someone else entirely, someone who would “woon over new young hot flame.” I realized the young hot flame is her, and the man she is talking about is her lover. She’s describing his life from his time growing up, painting a depressing picture of a depressed and abused man, telling his story as if it wasn’t his fault that he abused and “wooned over new young hot flame.” Why would she paint the images of the men in her life who hurt her as victims? Again, she blames herself for her misery. When you have no one to blame but yourself, bad things happen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then she launches into a dream sequence, it seemed to me like her father came to her in her dream and was everything she ever wanted in a father, a supportive, caring, nurturing figure who told her to hold onto everything she held dear, and if she “had the choice to live in his name,” she’d make it “through the rain.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the last verse, she’s slamming her father and her lover all in one, who may be an allusion to the many lovers she’s had who have all one by one abused her and psychologically torn her, seeing as in the beginning of the song she touts promiscuity and dark experience by saying “yeah I suck dick.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What deeper meaning I’m really sensing though is the “Werewolf” theme. I think her lovers, her father, everyone changes. “He had your hands and my father’s face.” He &lt;em&gt;had your hands &lt;/em&gt;but &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;and the person who had his hands are the same person, the lover. The lover changed to someone she didn’t know who looked like someone she loved. She’s slamming men who have lured her in and then changed into violent werewolves in schizophrenic frenzies. “Another western vampire different time same place” could either mean many men all the same or that she’s seen her father in her lover.  A very last line that struck me is how she’s talking about how “corny movies make her reminisce,” how this “love shit” isn’t like the movies, and her “first kiss frog princess” is a grim fairy tale turned real, which in many ways is the textbook definition of real life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But she’s going to shake it off, get up on that horse and ride into the sunset looking back with no remorse…which never happened because the beginning of the song is sung in present tense, “yeah I suck dick” not “yeah I sucked dick.” She’ll keep telling herself that, wishing, hoping, praying for her father to come to her like he did in that dream, instead of “blowing through her like bullet holes.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Witness the plight of those who are “just his daughter.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*Correction: “He had your hands and my father’s face.” After listening to it more closely I do think this is actually some random person, the “man who is deranged.” She keeps falling in with people who are like her father and her x-lover and blames them for it.&lt;/p&gt;
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