Quotes About Underground

The thing I stress to my fans is that I've been making big, universally friendly-type music for a long time now. I never really made underground music.

I DJ'd my first pirate station from a house I broke into in Haringey.

Still, I wasn't as certain as I tried to sound. And I wondered why it wasn't underputter—you know, for the one who puts them underground. Surely to take them seemed a bit excessive. I mean if they were dead. They wouldn't need the company on the way. Like you would take your sister to the drug store but you would put your bike in the garage. I loved the play of words and the meanings of them.

I mean, most of it is probably more obscure and just more noisy than either of those two bands, but Thurston has stuff all the time that he's involved with that is fairly obscure and experimental.

I'd rather be a criminal underground than a secret police.

There was a whole subculture of mentalists who spent their nights breaking into boarded-up tube stations, forgotten sewers, abandoned buildings, and other places you just aren't meant to be.

This Midwestern sky is the nakedest loneliest sky in America. To escape it, people live inside and underground.

Consider this, though. If I've seen it on the Internet, is it still underground? 'Underground' always connoted something hidden, something difficult to see and find. Something underneath the surface of things, yes? But if it's on the Internet—and I do praise the Lord that I lived long enough to see such a wondrous thing—it cannot possibly be underground.

I was working for an alternative newspaper in Boston — this was what was once called an "underground" paper, until it started turning $5 million a year, which was when it became alternative.

Meanwhile, the mole goes on with its subterranean daydreams, The dogs lie around like rugs

For the past several years, I have remained what others would consider underground. I did this in order to build a community of people, like-minded in their desire for freedom and the right to pursue their goals and lives without being manipulated and controlled by a media protected military industrial complex with a completely different agenda.

It's ahead of us. All I can tell you is, not even courage will help." "Are you reading Alma Mahler again?" "No." Her voice was even and knowing. The underground river. The ceiling lowers, grows wet, the water rushes into darkness. The air becomes damp and icy, the passage narrows. Light is lost here, sound; the current begins to flow beneath great, impassable slabs.

These are the days of bootleg love.

Neutrinos alone, among all the known particles, have ethereal properties that are striking and romantic enough both to have inspired a poem by John Updike and to have sent teams of scientists deep underground for 50 years to build huge science-fiction-like contraptions to unravel their mysteries.

Urban legend has it that Area 51 is connected by underground tunnels and trains to other secret facilities around the country.

After several stops, and a dark journey through the tunnel under the bay, B stood up and said, "This is it." They stepped off the train and took an escalator up a level, into a domed area, and then exited the train station. As always when Marla emerged from an underground space into the light, she felt a sense of new possibilities, as if she'd returned from the underworld and brought back secrets. There was power even in symbolic journeys.

Does autumn enter legally or is it an underground season? Entra el Otono legalmente o es una estacion clandestina?

For years they have pursued me. Their persistence has kept me underground Ã¢â'¬Â¦ forced me to live in purgatory Ã¢â'¬Â¦ laboring beneath the earth like a chthonic monster.

FACT: In 1991, a document was locked in the safe of the director of the CIA. The document is still there today. Its cryptic text includes references to an ancient portal and an unknown location underground. The document also contains the phrase "It's buried out there somewhere.

en un embudo subterráneo de sufrimiento; un desolador paisaje de fuego, azufre, aguas residuales, monstruos y el mismísimo Satán en su centro. En

Evet, efendim. Eski ve yeni polis ve müfettiÅŸlerin Yeralt? Åžehri'ndekilerle yapt?klar? eski bir anlaÅŸma. AÅŸa?? inip hayatlar?n? zorlaÅŸt?rmay?z; onlar da yukar? ç?k?p bizimkini zorlaÅŸt?rmaz. Canl?lar?n çoÄŸunun ölülerle yapmaya çal??t?klar? türden bir anlaÅŸmaya benziyor

Bugis Street, once famous for its transvestite prostitutes - the sort of place where one could have imagined Noel Coward, ripped on opium, cocaine and the local tailoring, just off his rickshaw for a night of high buggery - had, when it proved difficult to suppress, a subway station dropped on top of it.

My Johnny, see, he was smart, real flash boy. Started out as a stash on Memory Lane, chips in his head and people paid to hide data there.

The postcode did not look quite regular. Some hush-hush Trystero carrier?