Music is loud or quiet. Music is soft or heavy. Music can have meaning or not. Music can be nothing or everything. Music is: ◾Art Punk ◾Alternative Rock ◾College Rock ◾Crossover Thrash (thx Kevin G) ◾Crust Punk (thx Haug) ◾Experimental Rock ◾Folk Punk ◾Goth / Gothic Rock ◾Grunge ◾******* Punk ◾Hard Rock ◾Indie Rock ◾Lo-fi (hat tip to Ben Vee Bedlamite) ◾New Wave ◾Progressive Rock ◾Punk ◾Shoegaze (with thx to Jackie Herrera) ◾Steampunk (with thx to Christopher Schaeffer)
•Anime •Blues ◾Acoustic Blues ◾Chicago Blues ◾Classic Blues ◾Contemporary Blues ◾Country Blues ◾Delta Blues ◾Electric Blues ◾Ragtime Blues (cheers GFS)
•Children’s Music ◾Lullabies ◾Sing-Along ◾Stories
•Classical ◾Avant-Garde ◾Baroque ◾Chamber Music ◾Chant ◾Choral ◾Classical Crossover ◾Contemporary Classical (thx Julien Palliere) ◾Early Music ◾Expressionist (thx Mr. Palliere) ◾High Classical ◾Impressionist ◾Medieval ◾Minimalism ◾Modern Composition ◾Opera ◾Orchestral ◾Renaissance ◾Romantic (early period) ◾Romantic (later period) ◾Wedding Music
•Comedy ◾Novelty ◾Standup Comedy ◾Vaudeville (cheers Ben Vee Bedlamite)
•Commercial (thank you Sheldon Reynolds) ◾Jingles ◾TV Themes
•Country ◾Alternative Country ◾Americana ◾Bluegrass ◾Contemporary Bluegrass ◾Contemporary Country ◾Country Gospel ◾Country Pop (thanks Sarah Johnson) ◾***** Tonk ◾Outlaw Country ◾Traditional Bluegrass ◾Traditional Country ◾Urban Cowboy
•Dance (EDM – Electronic Dance Music – see Electronic below – with thx to Eric Shaffer-Whiting & Drew :-)) ◾Club / Club Dance (thx Luke Allfree) ◾Breakcore ◾Breakbeat / Breakstep ◾Brostep (cheers Tom Berckley) ◾Chillstep (thx Matt) ◾Deep House (cheers Venus Pang) ◾Dubstep ◾Electro House (thx Luke Allfree) ◾Electroswing ◾Exercise ◾Future Garage (thx Ran’dom Haug) ◾Garage ◾Glitch Hop (cheers Tom Berckley) ◾Glitch Pop (thx Ran’dom Haug) ◾Grime (thx Ran’dom Haug / Matthew H) ◾******* ◾Hard Dance ◾Hi-NRG / Eurodance ◾Horrorcore (thx Matt) ◾House ◾Jackin House (with thx to Jermaine Benjamin Dale Bruce) ◾Jungle / Drum’n’bass ◾Liquid Dub(thx Ran’dom Haug) ◾Regstep (thanks to ‘Melia G) ◾Speedcore (cheers Matt) ◾Techno ◾Trance ◾Trap (thx Luke Allfree)
•Disney •Easy Listening ◾Bop ◾Lounge ◾Swing
•Electronic ◾2-Step (thx Ran’dom Haug) ◾8bit – aka 8-bit, Bitpop and Chiptune – (thx Marcel Borchert) ◾Ambient ◾Bassline (thx Leon Oliver) ◾Chillwave(thx Ran’dom Haug) ◾Chiptune (kudos to Dominik Landahl) ◾Crunk (with thx to Jillian Edwards) ◾Downtempo ◾Drum & Bass (thx Luke Allfree) ◾Electro ◾Electro-swing (thank you Daniel Forthofer) ◾Electronica ◾Electronic Rock ◾Hardstyle (kudos to Dominik Landahl) ◾IDM/Experimental ◾Industrial ◾Trip Hop (thank you Michael Tait Tafoya)
•Enka •French Pop •German Folk •German Pop •Fitness & Workout •Hip-Hop/Rap ◾Alternative Rap ◾Bounce ◾***** South ◾East Coast Rap ◾Gangsta Rap ◾******* Rap ◾Hip-Hop ◾Latin Rap ◾Old School Rap ◾Rap ◾Turntablism (thank you Luke Allfree) ◾Underground Rap ◾West Coast Rap
•Holiday ◾Chanukah ◾Christmas ◾Christmas: Children’s ◾Christmas: Classic ◾Christmas: Classical ◾Christmas: Comedy ◾Christmas: Jazz ◾Christmas: Modern ◾Christmas: Pop ◾Christmas: R&B ◾Christmas: Religious ◾Christmas: Rock ◾Easter ◾Halloween ◾Holiday: Other ◾Thanksgiving
•Indie Pop •Industrial •Inspirational – Christian & Gospel ◾CCM ◾Christian Metal ◾Christian Pop ◾Christian Rap ◾Christian Rock ◾Classic Christian ◾Contemporary Gospel ◾Gospel ◾Christian & Gospel ◾Praise & Worship ◾Qawwali (with thx to Jillian Edwards) ◾Southern Gospel ◾Traditional Gospel
•Instrumental ◾March (Marching Band)
•J-Pop ◾J-Rock ◾J-Synth ◾J-Ska ◾J-Punk
•Jazz ◾Acid Jazz (with thx to Hunter Nelson) ◾Avant-Garde Jazz ◾Bebop (thx Mwinogo1) ◾Big Band ◾Blue Note (with thx to Jillian Edwards) ◾Contemporary Jazz ◾Cool ◾Crossover Jazz ◾Dixieland ◾Ethio-jazz (with thx to Jillian Edwards) ◾Fusion ◾Gypsy Jazz (kudos to Mike Tait Tafoya) ◾Hard Bop ◾Latin Jazz ◾Mainstream Jazz ◾Ragtime ◾Smooth Jazz ◾Trad Jazz
•K-Pop •Karaoke •Kayokyoku •Latin ◾Alternativo & Rock Latino ◾Argentine tango (gracias P. Moth & Sandra Sanders) ◾Baladas y Boleros ◾Bossa Nova (with thx to Marcos José Sant’Anna Magalhães & Alex Ede for the reclassification) ◾Brazilian ◾Contemporary Latin ◾Cumbia (gracias Richard Kemp) ◾Flamenco / Spanish Flamenco (thank you Michael Tait Tafoya & Sandra Sanders) ◾Latin Jazz ◾Nuevo Flamenco (and again Michael Tafoya) ◾Pop Latino ◾Portuguese fado (and again Sandra Sanders) ◾Raíces ◾Reggaeton y Hip-Hop ◾Regional Mexicano ◾Salsa y Tropical
•New Age ◾Environmental ◾Healing ◾Meditation ◾Nature ◾Relaxation ◾Travel
•Opera •Pop ◾Adult Contemporary ◾Britpop ◾Bubblegum Pop (thx Haug & John Maher) ◾Chamber Pop (thx Haug) ◾Dance Pop ◾Dream Pop (thx Haug) ◾Electro Pop (thx Haug) ◾Orchestral Pop (thx Haug) ◾Pop/Rock ◾Pop Punk (thx Makenzie) ◾Power Pop (thx Haug) ◾Soft Rock ◾Synthpop (thx Haug) ◾Teen Pop
•R&B/Soul ◾Contemporary R&B ◾Disco (not a top level genre Sheldon Reynolds!) ◾Doo *** ◾Funk ◾Modern Soul (Cheers Nik) ◾Motown ◾Neo-Soul ◾Northern Soul (Cheers Nik & John Maher) ◾Psychedelic Soul (thank you John Maher) ◾Quiet Storm ◾Soul ◾Soul Blues (Cheers Nik) ◾Southern Soul (Cheers Nik)
•Rock ◾Acid Rock (with thanks to Alex Antonio) ◾Adult-Oriented Rock (thanks to John Maher) ◾Afro Punk ◾Adult Alternative ◾Alternative Rock (thx Caleb Browning) ◾American Trad Rock ◾Anatolian Rock ◾Arena Rock ◾Art Rock ◾Blues-Rock ◾British Invasion ◾**** Rock ◾Death Metal / Black Metal ◾Doom Metal (thx Kevin G) ◾Glam Rock ◾Gothic Metal (fits here Sam DeRenzis – thx) ◾Grind Core ◾Hair Metal ◾Hard Rock ◾Math Metal (cheers Kevin) ◾Math Rock (thx Ran’dom Haug) ◾Metal ◾Metal Core (thx Ran’dom Haug) ◾Noise Rock (genre – Japanoise – thx Dominik Landahl) ◾Jam Bands ◾Post Punk (thx Ben Vee Bedlamite) ◾Prog-Rock/Art Rock ◾Progressive Metal (thx Ran’dom Haug) ◾Psychedelic ◾Rock & Roll ◾Rockabilly (it’s here Mark Murdock!) ◾Roots Rock ◾Singer/Songwriter ◾Southern Rock ◾Spazzcore (thx Haug) ◾Stoner Metal (duuuude) ◾Surf ◾Technical Death Metal (cheers Pierre) ◾Tex-Mex ◾Time Lord Rock (Trock) ~ (thanks to ‘Melia G) ◾Trash Metal (thanks to Pierre A)
•Singer/Songwriter ◾Alternative Folk ◾Contemporary Folk ◾Contemporary Singer/Songwriter ◾Indie Folk (with thanks to Andrew Barrett) ◾Folk-Rock ◾Love Song (Chanson – merci Marcel Borchert) ◾New Acoustic ◾Traditional Folk
•Spoken Word •Tex-Mex / Tejano (with thx to Israel Lopez) ◾Chicano ◾Classic ◾Conjunto ◾Conjunto Progressive ◾New Mex ◾Tex-Mex
•Vocal ◾A cappella (with kudos to Sheldon Reynolds) ◾Barbershop (with thx to Kelly Chism) ◾Doo-*** (with thx to Bradley Thompson) ◾Gregorian Chant (hat tip to Deborah Knight-Nikifortchuk) ◾Standards ◾Traditional Pop ◾Vocal Jazz ◾Vocal Pop
•World ◾Africa ◾Afro-Beat ◾Afro-Pop ◾Asia ◾Australia ◾Cajun ◾Calypso (thx Gerald John) ◾Caribbean ◾Carnatic (Karnataka Sanghetha – thx Abhijith) ◾Celtic ◾Celtic Folk ◾Contemporary Celtic ◾Coupé-décalé (thx Samy) – Congo ◾Dangdut (thank you Achmad Ivanny) ◾Drinking Songs ◾Drone (with thx to Robert Conrod) ◾Europe ◾France ◾Hawaii ◾Hindustani (thank you Abhijith) ◾Indian Ghazal (thank you Gitika Thakur) ◾Indian Pop ◾Japan ◾Japanese Pop ◾Klezmer ◾Mbalax (thank you Samy) – Senegal ◾Middle East ◾North America ◾Ode (thank you Sheldon Reynolds) ◾Piphat (cheers Samy B) – Thailand ◾Polka ◾Soca (thx Gerald John) ◾South Africa ◾South America ◾Traditional Celtic ◾Worldbeat ◾Zydeco etc...
I felt his tongue following my curves. I heard his soft moans. I felt the pleasure passing through him. I could sense his want and needing. I couldn't contain myself. I didn't want to. I let go. I failed. I'm not me. That changed me. Forever. It also made her her. She is my baby. My child. My life.
You can be gay, straight, or lesbian. You can be twisted, straight, or bent. You can be the rainbow, regular, or pink blue and white. You can like guys, guys/girls, or girls.
I once had a girlfriend. My cousin is gay. And the rest are straight.
Do you ever blame yourself for everything? Have you ever just wanted to curl up and be left alone? This is me every day, every week, every month, every year... You cut, and pop pills, and choke yourself out, but what good does it do? You can't change who you are or what happens.
"You are you that's truer than true. there's no one alive, that's youer than you." (-Dr. Seuss)
I am ever alone. I always feel eyes of someone on me. Burning my skin, waiting for the moment. He will never leave me alone. He grabs me, pushes me, He owns me.
I am his. His doll. His toy. His creation. He made me. Her is my father. He the monster that ruined a 16 year old. My mother had no choice.
I am his forever. No one can help me. No one is there. Help! I shout every time we're out. No one knows, No one cares. I am his.
This hasn't happened to me, but one of my really good friends killed herself because no one heard her. I never knew. I never asked. Ask.
I fell asleep with the poem to my chest. It gives me a much warmer feeling than any of my blankets. I take it everywhere I go. When I go to town, to bed, or just to the fridge.
It's from my Easter bunny. The one that I love from his nose to his toes. He's a strong little bunny. With his light curly hair, that hides the truth. He's also a sneaky little bunny. He got me to be "normal" for a week. For that I should give him a treat. "Here little bunny, I want to play."
Would you play with me? You can choose the time and the place. I will bring the toys and poetry.
Thanks for the poem, Underneath! It means a ton to me!
I hate being alone. I start to pull my hair out, I see things, I go insane. Little by little. Cut by cut. Blink by blink. Breath by breath. Being alone, is my worst fear.
My best friend lost his virginity to me. It was two weeks ago. We've had *** quite more often, though. He got ****** at one of my life long habits. I lost my best friend a few days later.
I would steal his Broncos hat. I'd slip it over my braids, then peer out from under the bill. He would smile and pull me close. When no one was around, we would make out for hours. At the fair, he would hold my hand on every ride. Then kiss me at the top. We would share a smoke and vapes, one drag at a time. We would sit in each others arms, and listen to old pop and rock.
Now I wear my dad's old Yankees hat, pulled low over my eyes, with no one to laugh with. And there's no one to share my coffee with. Now during the fair, I see him around. He'll smile and nod in my direction. I sit alone on the edge of my roof, going through a whole pack of smokes alone. I write sad, pity poems about myself. Missing him because after two year, he left.
Hearts can be round or sharp, long or fat, whole or broken. Broken hearts happen before whole hearts. Hearts can be thin or heavy, big or small, light or black. Hearts are all light to begin with.
I could feel his warm breath against my ear. His arm was slung around my waist. Hours before, we were partying as hard as normal teens, but we aren't normal.
I remember sitting in his arms. On his lap. Giggling at what he whispered to me. Naughty little jokes and hopes. He left me for the new girl. I saw them together. We never even broke up.
Now I have someone new. I've never met him, but I talk to him all the time. On the phone, over text, anytime I can. I just hope he doesn't leave me the same way.
That would just about **** me.
My ex cheated on me. So I cheated on him. Payback's a *****.
Have you ever played Mash? It's where you write down random things, then by chance, you get them. I am married to the class clown. We have one kid, and we live in Iran. I work at subway, and we own an apartment.
Fluffy, funny friends They rub when we slap They run when we walk They chase when we eat They sleep when we work They love when we hate Truly the best are cats
My great-grandmother's name was Ruby Ray. I lost her when I was 13, the eighteenth of October. I remember it like I remember how to write. I came home from school to find my family in tears. I will never forget her.
When life gives you lemons don't make lemonade. It will be the worst crap you have ever tasted. With no water or sugar. You will be drinking straight up lemon juice. This will make you sour.
What is love? Can we touch it? Can we see it? Can we smell it? Can we taste it? Can we hear it? We can, but we don't know it. Do you know what it is like to touch love? Or what it looks like? Or what it smells like? Or tastes like? Or sounds like?
Why even have secrets? They will separate us from friends, and tear families apart. They could **** you if you let them, and even if you don't. They crush you, and burn you, and destroy every thing you've ever had.
Whether they're good, or bad, I will never keep a secret.
No one can tell me not to tell, or tell anything about me. Because they all already know everything about me, more than I even know.
My mum would cry, and my step-father would try and comfort her. My birth dad probably wouldn't show. My brothers, it would pain me to leave them. My boyfriend... I think, and somewhat hope, would try and join me.
Have you ever done something illegal? I have. I've smoked underaged, drank underaged, drove without a license, drove without insurance, sped, *** underaged, almost anything underaged.