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Joshua, a freshman, goes to school everyday, because he has to. Everyday he gets picked on, beat up, and bullied. His teachers aren't aware, security can only react to what they see and his only friend, Stephen, is too afraid to step to his defense. Rage has a way of hiding itself until it's too late, and in Joshua rage is buried deep. There are signs that his rage is trying to escape, but no one sees them. He indulges his anger in the games that he plays, the lists that he keeps, and the movies that he watches. Until one day he gets pushed too far.
Keywords: school-violence, youth-violence
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Kabo & Platon takes place in urban, present day Puerto Rico. It tells the story of two adolescent boys who want to have their first reggaeton music demo produced hoping fame and fortune will come their way and put an end to their life of economic struggle. Such adventures make Kabo & Platon grow and reevaluate their priorities. Fame might be fleeting and fortunes may fall but in the end, friendship endures above all.
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Naomi, a corporate heiress from Japan, vacations to Hong Kong with her two colleagues. Bored, she sneaks out to visit the city and befriends a local rock band and, appreciative of the company, later helps the members with their debit issues. Meanwhile, Naomi's colleagues received news that the big boss of their company succumbed to a heart attack and that Naomi must sign a document to prevent the company from being turned over to a corrupt executive. The colleagues try to locate Naomi, just as a relationship develops between her and the band leader.
In musical terminology, tempo (Italian for time, plural: tempi) is the speed or pace of a given piece. Tempo is a crucial element of any musical composition, as it can affect the mood and difficulty of a piece.
The tempo of a piece will typically be written at the start of a piece of music, and in modern Western music is usually indicated in beats per minute (BPM). This means that a particular note value (for example, a quarter note or crotchet) is specified as the beat, and the marking indicates that a certain number of these beats must be played per minute. The greater the tempo, the larger the number of beats that must be played in a minute is, and, therefore, the faster a piece must be played. Mathematical tempo markings of this kind became increasingly popular during the first half of the 19th century, after the metronome had been invented by Johann Nepomuk Mälzel, although early metronomes were somewhat inconsistent. Beethoven was the first composer to use the metronome, and in 1817 he published metronomic indications for his (then) eight symphonies. Some of these markings are today contentious, such as those on his "Hammerklavier" Sonata and Ninth Symphony, seeming to many to be almost impossibly fast, as is also the case for many of the works of Schumann.
Piero Angela, Grand Officer OMRI (born 22 December 1928) is an Italian science journalist and writer, and pianist. He was born in Turin.
Son of the Turinese physician and antifascist Carlo Angela, around the age of seven he began taking private piano lessons and developing interest in jazz music. At the age of twenty, in 1948, he was performing jam sessions in various jazz clubs around Italy. In the same year he was noticed by entrepreneur Sergio Bernardini, who invited him to play at the opening evening of the Capannina night club in Forte dei Marmi.
In the early 1950s he formed a musical trio, along with drummer Franco Mondini and several alternating double bassists. The trio often played with other artists, such as Nini Rosso, Franco Pisano and former Duke Ellington cornetist Rex Stewart.
Hired by RAI, at the time the Italian State radio broadcaster, in 1952 Angela stopped his professional music work to devote himself to journalism. Angela sometimes played piano in one of his TV scientific programs.
Cymphonique, I'm in the house
A.K.A. Little miss Swagger
This for my soldier girls
Where all my soldier boys?, tempo
You the one, yeah the one
The only one my heart beats for
I don't know how to call it
Crazy how you've got me going
You're not the average one
Your swagger, your style
You got me caught in a dream
Let me sleep, I don't wanna wake up
I see you in the corner of my eye
Sometimes I just don't understand why
Because you change up my
You change up my
I don't know what you done to me
Make my heart wanna skip a beat and I like it
You change up my
You change up my
I don't know what you done to me
Make my heart wanna skip a beat and I like it
Where you at, where you at, where you at?
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Where you at, where you at, where you at?
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
You the truth, you the one
You're a star, yes you are
The way you dress, the way you shine
Mama warned me about your kind
I see you in the corner of my eye
Sometimes I just don't understand why
You change up my
You change up my
I don't know what you done to me
Make my heart wanna skip a beat and I like it
You change up my
You change up my
I don't know what you done to me
Make my heart wanna skip a beat and I like it
[Nicki Minaj:]Why you doing this, why you doing this to me?
I am Lewinsky, I don't be doing this for free
I mean I am her, I mean I am her
I just came out of the fly fly, flying spur
I mean I was just looking for a shh to the D-boys
Stay around the key like the key to the keyboard
Anyway I'm back, I had to jump off that
Just jumped off the beach, I'm back on track
Ha ha ha ha ha, had to laugh on this one
You know I had to go and show my ass on this one
Linked up with Cymphonique, Little miss Swagger
Black on black bags, they bags from Mischa
Get the wizard of oz, got me clicking my feet
Cause he got my heart skip skip, skipping a beat
[Cymphonique:]You change up my
You change up my
I don't know what you done to me
Make my heart wanna skip a beat and I like it
That's why you're my soldier boy
That's why I'm your soldier girl
I don't know what you done to me
Make my heart wanna skip a beat and I like it
[Nicki Minaj:]I'm so fabulous
I'm representing for the youngings
And we getting it in
Check the tempo, tempo
Tempo
(Instrumental part)
You got to swallow the fuel
You got to swallow the fuel as a cure
(Instrumental part)
They kiss like it's going out of style
They never leave without a smile
She cries and he wipes her cheeks
He melts whenever she speaks
Her voice is soft just like the wind
She lifts her head up and holds her chin
up so it's facing toward the sky
She'll never let time pass her by
She never lets time pass her by [x3]
I wrote this song in the tempo of your windshield wipers
so when it's raining, you won't forget his name
you won't forget his name [x2]
These stars won't replace the colours of your eyes
We won't stand for this [x2]
These stars won't replace the colours of your eyes
I wrote this song in the tempo of your windshield wipers
so when it's raining, you won't forget his name
you won't forget his name [x4]
I wrote this song in the tempo of your windshield wipers
so when it's raining, you won't forget his name
Quando la vespa non funziona pi?
Niente panico chiama il meccanico
Quando la casa non si regge pi?
Nessun timore ci vuole un muratore
Ma un prete bianco che non scopa mai
Ti vuole dar le regole del sesso
E un uomo grigio che non esce mai di casa
Ti vuole far tornare a casa presto…non capisco
Verr? il tempo in cui daremo nuova logica alle cose
E sar? il tempo in cui daremo ancora senso alle parole
Quelle vere pi? profonde e pi? leggere
Ed il telefono interromper? ogni conversazione inutile
E spegneremo con un clic questa invasione insopportabile
E gli orologi segneranno l'ora di cambiare
E canteremo sound of silence come simon e garfunkel
(hallo darkness my old friend)
Verr? il tempo in cui daremo nuova logica alle cose
E sar? il tempo in cui daremo ancora senso alle parole
Quelle vere pi? profonde e pi? leggere
Tempo e logica
We wrote a new song, we were looking for some money
Thought hard about the lyrics, thought we'd make em kinda funny
But halfway through we hit a snag, what do you do
When you can't find a speed to set it to?
Some of us were thinking "make it fast, loud and proud!"
While Matt suggests we let the groove be determined by the bounce of
the crowd
Or maybe we could take it slow?
But, pray tell, do you know if we could handle the flow?
Tell me do you like it?
Fast or Slow?
Tell me do you like it?
Tell me do you like it fast or slow?
One night when I was younger, took a walk with this girl
Looking for some privacy so she could rock my world
I found a darkened little corner, thought i better warn her
"This won't be an easy ride."
She laughed as she looked at me with knowing eyes
As if to let me know she's been with plenty of guys
And as my hands met her thighs, mood started to rise
She says "There's just one thing I need to know..."
Tell me do you like it?
Fast or Slow?
Tell me do you like it?
Tell me do you like it fast or slow?
There's something fast about the way that I live
I say "I don't wanna walk up a hill, I want to jump off a cliff"
Another way I just don't know
In getting high, getting low, only two ways to go.
Tell me do you like it?
Fast or Slow?
Tell me do you like it?