Posts tagged "Adil Salik"
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Notes: 2 / 1 day ago
Cover art for the Dye Corduroy Urdu EP - Paanch Gaanay
I’ll be releasing this in two weeks.
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3 months ago"Your fortunes of mistook proportions are on the mend,
Cascading the ideals of a dyskinetic generation bent…"-Dye Corduroy - Generation Bent
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Notes: 3 / 4 months ago"The soul has colossal impossible black-holes to tame
With sunspots and planets that have never been named
You spin like a wheel in the face of a careless mistake
The stars in your eyes; revolve; evolve and refrain"- Dye Corduroy - Darla’s Summer (lyrics)
Adil Salik -
Notes: 7 / 4 months ago from bookmarklet[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]321
Dye Corduroy - Bleed, Rinse, Repeat
Check out my new track -
indie sensibilities crouched beneath a wall of alternative rock.Key lyric: I skipped a beat, broke a heart, flipped a house, took a train: to someplace new
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Notes: 3 / 4 months ago
I recently (re)discovered these scribbles I did back in first year of med skool… i’m thinking the year 2000. Sheesh. This was probably done in class. Notice how the art gets hasty and less detailed as the period progresses. Pretty intense and disturbing. Heh.
20 WAYS TO KILL SMILEY
by Adil SalikYe’ Old Gun-Shot Commentary/Result: You more or less blow his brains out and paint the wall in yellow splattered goo…
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Notes: 3 / 4 months ago"
After a week like today, dare I say, I share Rebecca Black’s excitement in fersure realizing that yesterday was Thursday and today is indeed, Friday…
I’m just wondering which fucking seat to take
"- Adil -
Notes: 5 / 4 months ago from bookmarklet[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]293
Dye Corduroy - Kingdom in the Sun
The definitive nod to all sensibilities of nostalgic undertows, this track almost lends a voyeuristic semi autobiographical albeit poetic look into days gone by in Riyadh. It comes full circle with the ambivalence of alienation & belonging.
I had a dream; I had a big machine
I had a heart that was beating fast;
I had a face painted on my mask.
The sun at its peak; the afternoon heat
Beating mirages on the street;
The gravel cutting through my feet
I was sitting on my throne; waiting for the final stone
To cast a shadow on my mind; & make me falter from this climb
When my friends were ready to roll; & the days were set in gold
When the world fit in my shoes; & the desert filled up my soul
I was a theif; i was a turning leaf
Stealing the innocence of youth;
Bleeding my heart, waiting for you
The dark of the night; I promised fluorescent lights
That I would return back to the place;
Where i can’t belong but cant replace
I’ve been sitting by the phone; wishing on the tainted drone
I was nearly overthrown; barely made my way back home
When this artificial life; was like the blunt end of a knife
When the wreckage washes ashore; I’ll be breaking down your door -
Notes: 4 / 5 months ago from bookmarklet[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]95
Dye Corduroy - Kids are Crawling
The indie emancipation of lord of the flies in song…
Key lyric: Meow meow, ruff, rawr
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Notes: 3 / 5 months ago"Lysis or Lysogeny?"- Dye Corduroy
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Notes: 4 / 6 months ago"Stop playing tricks with my trifascicular system…"- Dye Corduroy
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