LoudLaunch down, will it be the end ?

LoudLaunch has been down since September 18th 2009. And the problem is that godaddy page opens instead of Loudlaunch page when you enter the URL of Loudlaunch. This technical problem could possibly because of the error in hosted server or due to error in the database itself. I've tried to contact the Loudlaunch site maintenance team, sent them an email regarding the problem, but still there is no reply from them. Already there where several issues in Loudlaunch for the past few months regarding the delay in the payment. And Phil the contact person of Loudlaunch replied me saying that the delayed payment is because of the technical problem with their credit card company. But now the total shutdown of Loudlauch website is a loss to many bloggers. Many haven't received their September month payment, and I am one among them. This leads to 1000s and 1000s dollars loss to bloggers. Still don't have a clue about what is actually going on. Is this a fraud or scam activity of LoudLaunch ?, well only time can answer that question. Like all other Loudlaunch bloggers I am having my fingers crossed for Loudlaunch.com to be up and run again. But in my guess, if the shutdown is due to financial problems, then I guess this would be the end of Loudlaunch and they may be listed as scam.

Switchfoot new single "Mess of me" Lyrics

I am my own affliction
I am my own disease
There ain´t no drug that they could sell
Now there ain´t no drugs to make me well
There ain´t no drug

There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
It´s not enough
The sickness is myself

- Chorus -
I made a mess of me I wanna get back the rest of me
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my life alive
I made a mess of me I wanna get back the rest of me
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my live alive
The rest of my life alive!

We lock our souls in cages
We hide inside our shells
It´s hard to free the ones you love
Ahew when you can´t forgive yourself
Yeah forgive yourself!

There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
The sickness is myself

- Chorus -
I made a mess of me I wanna get back the rest of me
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my life alive
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna reverse this tragedy
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my live alive
The rest of my life alive!

AHHHHHHOOOOO!

There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
There ain´t no drug
No drugs to make me well
There ain´t no drug
It´s not enough
We´re breaking up
The sickness is myself
The sickness is myself

- Chorus -
I made a mess of me I wanna get back the rest of me
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my life alive
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna reverse this tragedy
I´ve made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my live alive
The rest of my life alive!

My sadness will be there with me forever

I always wondered if i was a loner, I am a loner always. But after several years of loneliness i figured out I was not alone, always one acquaintance companied me through out my life. And I am sure he will be there till the end of my time. I don't know him that well but he had been always with me more than any other good companion. "Sadness" is what they call him but I am always happy to be sad instead of being happy for being with "Happiness". My luck is a leaf on the monsoon wind, weaving unstably along the storm of my life. I never had what I wish to have, I never was who I wish to be. And all I was all these days is a clown trying to make people around me happy even though i was crying inside. I am an artist with ugly paintings, a singer with tragic songs. The world is a screwy place to all they say, and i was screwed by it all the day. Death could be a one time pill I could take to heal my pain, yet I fear even that could give me a rebirth. So in the midst of all the hurdles and hustle my dead soul is traveling with a confused mind searching for a end to all thats going on. God is always a rope i hang on to when I am on the verge, sometimes even the rope drifts me away to the core hell. Tears can't chill the heat of my molten heart, instead the blistering heat from my heart dries away all my tears.