A message in its most general meaning is an object of communication. It is a vessel which provides information. Yet, it can also be this information. Therefore, its meaning is dependent upon the context in which it is used; the term may apply to both the information and its form. A communiqué (pronounced /kəˈmjuːnɨkeɪ/) is a brief report or statement released by a public agency.
More precisely, in communications science, a message is information which is sent from a source to a receiver. Some common definitions include:
In communication between humans, messages can be verbal or nonverbal:
There are two main senses of the word "message" in computer science: messages passed within software, which may or may not be human-readable, and human-readable messages delivered via computer software for person-to-person communication.
Dillon Francis | |
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Birth name | Dillon Hart Francis |
Born | (1987-10-05) October 5, 1987 (age 25) Los Angeles, California, United States |
Origin | Los Angeles, California, United States |
Genres | Dubstep, electro house, Trap, moombahcore and moombahton |
Occupations | DJ and record producer |
Years active | Since 2010; 3 years ago (2010) |
Labels | Dim Mak Records, Fly Eye Records, Fool's Gold Records, Mad Decent and OWSLA |
Associated acts | A-Trak, Diplo, Doctor P, Example, Calvin Harris, Kill the Noise and Munchi |
Website | dillonfrancis.com |
Dillon Hart Francis (born October 5, 1987) also known by his stage name, "Tiësto",is an American electronic-dance musician, known for being one of the pioneers of moombahton, a fusion genre of house music and reggaeton, and moombahcore, a sub-genre of electronic-dance music deviating from moombahton.
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He was born in Los Angeles, California.[citation needed] [1]
Francis first rose to fame after gaining the respect of American producer Diplo and eventually collaborating on the song "Que Que". His song "Masta Blasta", originally a 130 BpM house track, was edited after inspiration from Dutch musician Munchi and eventually ended up as the moombahton track that brought him to fame.[2]
He has released works on multiple labels including Dim Mak Records, Mad Decent[3] and OWSLA.[4]
In February 2012, Francis became the first moombahton artist to achieve the number-one spot atop the Beatport Top 5 Releases Chart with the release of his extended play Something, Something, Awesome.[5]
In late 2012, he embarked on his Wet & Reckless tour across North America, as well as supporting the English electronic-music trio Nero on their Welcome Reality tour and English musician Flux Pavilion on his Standing on a Hill tour.[6]
In 2013 he announced a headlining 'Wurld Turr'[7] across the USA and Canada, as well as confirming that his debut album would be released in 2013. He also gained prominence by being announced as one of MTV Clubland's Artists to watch in 2013 [8], alongside acts such as Kill The Noise and Otto Knows.
Year | Album | Label |
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2010 | Swashbuckler | Play Me Records |
2011 | Westside! | Mad Decent |
2011 | Ultra (with Cory Enemy) | — |
2011 | Bossa Rocka | Top Billin |
2011 | Que Que (Remixes) (Diplo and Dillon Francis, featuring Maluca) | Mad Decent |
2012 | Something, Something, Awesome. | OWSLA |
2012 | Money Makin (Remixes) (with A-Trak) | Fool's Gold Records |
Year | Song | Label |
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2011 | "I.D.G.A.F.O.S." | Mad Decent |
2012 | "Money Makin" (with A-Trak) | Fool's Gold Records |
2012 | "Masta Blasta (The Rebirth)" | Mad Decent |
2012 | "Bootleg Fireworks (Burning Up)" | Fly Eye Records |
2013 | "Bootleg Fireworks (Burning Up) (The Rebirth) | Fly Eye Records |
Year | Song | Album | Label |
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2011 | "Beautician 2.0" | Mad Decent Vol. 1 | Mad Decent |
2012 | "Music Is Dead" (with Doctor P) | Mr Mongoose's Fantastic Weekend EP | Circus Records |
2012 | "Fiyah" | Straight Up Electro House! Vol. 7 | Straight Up |
2012 | "Epidemic" (with Jack Beats) | Careless | OWSLA |
2012 | "Here 2 China" (with Calvin Harris & Dizzee Rascal) | 18 Months | Fly Eye Records |
2012 | "Someone to Die For" (with Example) | The Evolution of Man | Data Records |
Year | Song | Artist |
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2010 | "Lassitude" | DJ Fresh and Sigma |
2011 | "Spaceman" | Vaski |
2011 | "Transition" | DWNTWN |
2011 | "Take It Back" | Toddla T |
2011 | "Just Fall" | HeavyFeet, featuring Hannah T |
2011 | "Look at Me Now" | Chris Brown, featuring Lil Wayne and Busta Rhymes |
2011 | "Broken Hearts" | Kito and Reija Lee |
2011 | "Hitz" | Chase & Status, featuring Tinie Tempah |
2011 | "She Blows (The Whistle Tune)" | Time Takers |
2011 | "Swagger Jagger" | Cher Lloyd |
2011 | "Hits Me Like a Rock" | CSS |
2011 | "Louder" | DJ Fresh, featuring Sian Evans |
2011 | "Stereo Hearts" | Gym Class Heroes, featuring Adam Levine |
2011 | "Feel So Close" | Calvin Harris |
2011 | "A Woman Like Me" | Willy Joy |
2011 | "Turn It On" | Kissy Sell Out |
2011 | "Earthquakey People" | Steve Aoki, featuring Rivers Cuomo |
2011 | "Circles" | Digitalism |
2011 | "Kill the Noise" | Kill The Noise |
2011 | "Who Is Ready to Jump" | Chuckie |
2012 | "Pull Up, Wheel Up" | Sinden |
2012 | "Hulk" | Clockwork |
2012 | "Stars Come Out" | Zedd, featuring Heather Bright |
2012 | "Daydreamer" | Flux Pavilion, featuring Example |
2012 | "Control Freak" | Steve Aoki, featuring Blaqstarr and Kay |
2012 | "Finale" | Madeon |
2012 | "Where Did I Go?" (with Kill Paris) | Monsta |
2012 | "Like Home" | Nicky Romero, featuring Nervo |
2013 | "So Young So High" | Dada Life |
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Name | Francis, Dillon |
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Short description | DJ and record producer |
Date of birth | October 5, 1987 |
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Doreen Virtue Ph.D is an American author and a self-proclaimed Clairvoyant. She has a doctorate in Counseling psychology from an unaccredited program at Clarkson University in Southern California she is the founder and former director of WomanKind Psychiatric Hospital in Nashville.Virtue is not licensed by the Board of Psychology
When I woke up in my bed
Opened up my eyes this morning
I saw the heavy black side of my soul
Was creeping out the window
The happiness I felt disappeared again
'Cause there was someone knocking at my door
I guess it is the postman
With a lot of messages from the world outside
Keep all your bills
Keep all your papers away from here
Leave me alone
It is such a lovely day
No matter what you do in your life
You know you always have to sign
In a world where we're drowning in papers
It's difficult to hold the line
Newspaper pages always full of lies
Letters that make me cry
Sometimes I think that I've got enough
You better keep that stuff away from my side
Keep all your bills
Keep all your papers away from here
Leave me alone
It is such a lovely day
Keep all your bills
Keep all your papers away from here
Leave me alone
It is such a lovely day
Keep all your bills
Keep all your papers away from here
Leave me alone
It is such a lovely day
Keep all your bills
Keep all your papers away from here
Leave me alone
Xavier Rudd â Messages
So now come sit down
Will you talk with me now
Let me see through your eyes
Where there is so much light
We are biding our time
For these myths to unwind
For these changes we will confront
So please beware
With every place that you had
Look to your soul
For the things that you know
For the trees that we see
Can not forever breathe
With the changes they will confront
CHORUS:
You know some people they just won't understand
no I just won't understand
These things
Thank you for your message but I don't understand
no I just won't understand
These things
For this sacred land
It has seen many hands
It has wealth and gold
Yet it is fragile and old
And all the greedy souls
Just don't care to know
Of the changes it will confront
So speak out loud
Of the things you are proud
And if you love this coast
Then keep it clean as it hopes
'Cause the way that it shines
May just dwindle with time
With the changes it will confront
CHORUS:
You know some people they just won't understand
no I just won't understand
These things
Thank you for your message but I don't understand
no I just won't understand
These things
So hold nice and close
I want to get to your soul
So that when it is cold
You won't feel so alone
'Cause the roads that you take
May just crack and break
With the changes you will confront
With each gift that you share
You may heal and repair
With each choice you make
You may help someone's day
Well I know you are strong
May your journey be long
And now I wish you the best of luck
Well I know you are strong
May your journey be long
And now I wish you the best of luck.
CHORUS:
You know some people they just won't understand
no I just won't understand
These things
Thank you for your message but I don't understand
no I just won't understand
It worries me this kind of thing
How you hope to live alone
And occupy your waking hours
We're taking sides again
I just wept I couldn't understand
Why you started this again
And every day you send me more
It makes it worse is this a plan of yours
To ensure I don't forget
I'd write and tell you that I've burnt them all
But you never send me your address
And I've, I've kept them anyway
So don't ask me if I think it's true
That communication can bring hope to those
Who have gone their separate ways
It hardly touched me when it should have then
But memories are uncertain friends
When recalled by messages
Coded messages
Poison letters
Turn your mind inside out
Shake your bones to the sound
Turn turn turn
Your mind inside out
Cause nothing really matters
When you're out of control
You send me messages (x4)
Turn my mind inside out
Take your wrong somewhere else
Turn turn turn
Our minds inside out
Cause nothing really matters
When you're out of control
You send me messages (x4)
Turn your mind inside out
Shake your bones to the sound
You send me
You send me messages
You send me
Turn your mind inside out
Shake your bones to the sound
Turn turn turn
Your mind inside out
Cause nothing really matters
When you're out of control
You send me messages (x4)
Turn my mind inside out
Take your wrong somewhere else
Turn turn turn
Our minds inside out
Cause nothing really matters
When you're out of control
You send me messages (x4)
Turn your mind inside out
Shake your bones to the sound
You send me
You send me messages
You send me
[Instrumental]
Messages...
The bastards in the yard, they circle the house and car
They'll make a check today, yet spend it on themselves
A hostage of cocaine, bump off buck knives
With skinny and rancid whores, or a child at the porn store
It's coming...wait for them to kill the innocent man
The kid next door, it's the finalization, we're the battered herd
It's coming...wait for them to kill the most in us
The riveting shock, for half a block
My synapsis is full of years and years and years and years
A hermaphrodite hanging in the window of cause
A borrowed theme song, a twisted tide
Throw me to the dogs today
Pull me from my chains
Help me walk this line
Hold my hand until tomorrow
Until we light the sky
Thoughts that change us
We have no control
The love that finds us
With eager eyes
We search the night
Erase the things I've said
Measure the things I've done
Pull me from the darkness
Setting me in the Sun
With eyes that see tomorrow
With hope that we will find
Forever will we see
The night that led us blind
The hands on the clock
Can't hold back the time.
Without the clock
There's no reason why.
We're sending messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
With hands held high
To the new sunrise,
With open arms
To the empty skies
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Through space and time
For a million years,
(From the rings of Saturn)
Receiving messages.
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Typed by John Manfreda
Honey so long, nice to see you
Won't be long before I come back home
When the plane lands, will you reach me
Will you call me on the telephone
Tell my son I wish I never yelled at him yesterday cause everything's changed
Radar signal seaking you, but finding nothing at all, hey --
Blow the horn and call the cavalry there's something happining, hey --
Goodbye mother, tell my daughter
Have to leave get off the telephone
There's a problem, sinking feeling
Heros dying, plastic armor on
Tell my son I wish I never yelled at him yesterday cause everything's changed
And you, you gave me all you had, hey --
I hope someday you will be happy, without me
Lost in a world thats quickly going mad
You were there so streaking to the ground
Angels and the demons fight to save the lives
While all the others cry
As for you, you made my life worth living, hey --
I pray one day you will be happy, without me
Goodbye
it worries me this kind of thing
how you hope to live alone
and occupy your waking hours
we're taking sides again
i just wept i couldn't understand
why you started this again
every day you send me more
what makes it worse is this plan of yours
to ensure I don't forget
I'd write and tell you that I've burnt them all
but you never send me your address
and i've kept them anyway
so don't ask me if I think it's true
that communication can bring hope to those
who have gone their seperate ways
it hardly touched me when it should have then
and memories are uncertain friends
when recalled by messages
coded messages always hurt
letters