Seriously. Today is a beautiful day. It hasn't been this awesome since some random time in February. Win. I'm stuck at home doing revision for my lovely exams which turn up next week. I haven't got much to update these days.
Movies? Ahhh...I JUST saw Harry Potter (6) last night. Fuck, I can't believe it's taken me this long to watch it. Amazing movie. Like Let The Right One In, it bastardizes the plot so the barebones remains, there is still terrible pacing issues, the most noticeable being actors rushing through dialogue and important plot devices being lost on the audience, but the three leads finally work amazingly well together, there is some emotionally impact, and it looks goddamn amazing. Here's hoping they'll slow the last one down, being two movies and all, I'm expecting AMAZING things out of it. Also saw this Perfume movie. Wow. Shit. It looks great, but it's just so...boring. And tedious. And awful acting.
Music:
August Burns Red. August Burns FUCKING Red. Also, Emarosa are amazing. First one is heavy stuff, but take a gander of Emarosa, they rock the chords like no other. Amazing singing.
Books: Seriously, uni books. Fuck em. Fuck this course. I'm slightly confident I'll pass em all, even though I failed all but one of my assignments, so whatever.
Now I'm off to find my Neverender DVD. Seriously, WHERE THE FUCK IS IT.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
A Toast to the Future, kids.
So folks. I. Am. Fucked. Not in the good way (it's never the good way). And where the FUCK IS MY CAPO?!?!?!?!
Exams are coming up. I've lost all confidence of doing well. Of even passing. I hate this course. I truly, truly hate it. There is no way out, save for killing myself, but even I'm too cowardly to do that. And jeez, talk about taking the easy way out. As little as I think of myself, I reckon I'm better than that. I've made the same mistakes I did first time around. I never learned my lessons. And if I fail, well I would thoroughly deserve it. Why am I posting my shitty life on a blog? I dunno, because I feel like it?
That's the first of my problems. I recently discovered today that I am a failure in every aspect of life. Except for...guitar...maybe. I'm ok at that.
Well, that's it from me. Fuck life, fuck this uni, fuck those who give up on me. And...not in the good way. NEVER in the good way.
Exams are coming up. I've lost all confidence of doing well. Of even passing. I hate this course. I truly, truly hate it. There is no way out, save for killing myself, but even I'm too cowardly to do that. And jeez, talk about taking the easy way out. As little as I think of myself, I reckon I'm better than that. I've made the same mistakes I did first time around. I never learned my lessons. And if I fail, well I would thoroughly deserve it. Why am I posting my shitty life on a blog? I dunno, because I feel like it?
That's the first of my problems. I recently discovered today that I am a failure in every aspect of life. Except for...guitar...maybe. I'm ok at that.
Well, that's it from me. Fuck life, fuck this uni, fuck those who give up on me. And...not in the good way. NEVER in the good way.
Monday, October 4, 2010
The categories.
For my friends. We've all done it.
The best friends:
Hmm, pretty obvious who they are here. I lost a few over the summer period, but who gives a fark. They certainly don't.
The nice ones:
Again, they know exactly who they are. I can't expect to hold a mass convo sesh or a deep-hearted one with them, but advice, general friendliness and...well...being farking nice is what they do. And they're damn good at it.
The funny ones:
A lot of them. Sometimes overlaps with best. NEVER with nice. That shit does NOT exist.
The dickheads:
They always get the hottest chick. I'm polite to them, I make small talk, but I also avoid usually. With one dastardly magnificent example that overlaps with best friend. The bastard knows who he is :)
The ones you NEVER KNEW WERE GONNA BE YOUR FRIENDS:
Meet at a random party. A friend of a friend. Usually they're just casual friends. With me, a couple exceptions. Now I'm better friends with them then THE FRIENDS WHO INTRODUCED ME TO THEM! Again, they know who they are ;)
The music ones:
Guitar, drums, bass, singing. They are musically talented, and I only talk to them about music...most of the time. Music is definitely the main topic. No personal connections, but it's always fun to jam, or discuss some good bands.
Mass cas:
Forget it.
The hot ones:
They're pretty hot.
The REALLY hot ones:
Forget it.
The REALLY UGLY ONES:
Forget it.
The absolute douchebags:
Fuck me silly, what a bunch of shitheads. They don't know who they are, and frankly, I'll keep it to myself.
The pathetic:
No one. If I would class a friend as that, well they are not a friend. Some as the one above.
The personal ones:
The ones you can go to in need of a DNM. For me...no one. And I like to keep it that way.
The mass potential:
Nope.
The real ones.
Too soon to tell. Check again later.
The best friends:
Hmm, pretty obvious who they are here. I lost a few over the summer period, but who gives a fark. They certainly don't.
The nice ones:
Again, they know exactly who they are. I can't expect to hold a mass convo sesh or a deep-hearted one with them, but advice, general friendliness and...well...being farking nice is what they do. And they're damn good at it.
The funny ones:
A lot of them. Sometimes overlaps with best. NEVER with nice. That shit does NOT exist.
The dickheads:
They always get the hottest chick. I'm polite to them, I make small talk, but I also avoid usually. With one dastardly magnificent example that overlaps with best friend. The bastard knows who he is :)
The ones you NEVER KNEW WERE GONNA BE YOUR FRIENDS:
Meet at a random party. A friend of a friend. Usually they're just casual friends. With me, a couple exceptions. Now I'm better friends with them then THE FRIENDS WHO INTRODUCED ME TO THEM! Again, they know who they are ;)
The music ones:
Guitar, drums, bass, singing. They are musically talented, and I only talk to them about music...most of the time. Music is definitely the main topic. No personal connections, but it's always fun to jam, or discuss some good bands.
Mass cas:
Forget it.
The hot ones:
They're pretty hot.
The REALLY hot ones:
Forget it.
The REALLY UGLY ONES:
Forget it.
The absolute douchebags:
Fuck me silly, what a bunch of shitheads. They don't know who they are, and frankly, I'll keep it to myself.
The pathetic:
No one. If I would class a friend as that, well they are not a friend. Some as the one above.
The personal ones:
The ones you can go to in need of a DNM. For me...no one. And I like to keep it that way.
The mass potential:
Nope.
The real ones.
Too soon to tell. Check again later.
Friday, October 1, 2010
The shortest script you'll ever read
Me and him, sitting in a car.
He thinks I've gone too far.
H: What the FUCK were you thinking?
M: Why didn't YOU tell me what was happening?
H: Well, thanks to you, we now have a dead body residing in our trunk.
M: Well-
Wait, thanks to ME? Are you fucking joking? This is all because of you! You started it, and it grew into something more than what you can handle!
H: I am. Not. Cleaning this up. I am out of this.
M: You decide your level of involvement!
H: I have! And I want out!
M: You know there is no 'out'. You started this. You can't leave now.
H: I started this, and now, I'm stopping it. Goodbye.
M: Wait, what the fuck are you doing!
H: Look at you. You are fucking pathetic. Trying so desperately to cling onto life. Why? So you can go back and dispose of the body? Dig up a nice 6 foot deep grave? Hell, dig one for yourself. Just stop thinking. Just, let go.
I stare at Him. He was right. What little did I have to hold onto? Slowly, I let go of the wheel, and he guns the accelerator. We are doing 90 on the wrong side of the freeway. A crash is inevitable. 110. I'm starting to regret my rash actions. 120.
H: What is one thing you wish you did before you died?
M: What?
H: Tell me. Before this ride ends. What was one thing you wish you did before you died?
M: I don't know. I don't know.
H: Tell me! If you were to die, right now, at this very moment, how would you feel, about your life?
M: I wouldn't feel anything good about my life! Is that what you wanted to here?
H: That's...one thing! Just name one thing!
M: FINE! I'd wish I-
*If you watch Fight Club, you'd notice that several lines in this short story are influenced by the film. Ah hell, not influenced, I downright stole them. I feel bad. But I've used them in kindaaaa different context, and the whole thing is pretty much different. It's a similar setting and events, but I've just led them to somewhere different.*
He thinks I've gone too far.
H: What the FUCK were you thinking?
M: Why didn't YOU tell me what was happening?
H: Well, thanks to you, we now have a dead body residing in our trunk.
M: Well-
Wait, thanks to ME? Are you fucking joking? This is all because of you! You started it, and it grew into something more than what you can handle!
H: I am. Not. Cleaning this up. I am out of this.
M: You decide your level of involvement!
H: I have! And I want out!
M: You know there is no 'out'. You started this. You can't leave now.
H: I started this, and now, I'm stopping it. Goodbye.
M: Wait, what the fuck are you doing!
H: Look at you. You are fucking pathetic. Trying so desperately to cling onto life. Why? So you can go back and dispose of the body? Dig up a nice 6 foot deep grave? Hell, dig one for yourself. Just stop thinking. Just, let go.
I stare at Him. He was right. What little did I have to hold onto? Slowly, I let go of the wheel, and he guns the accelerator. We are doing 90 on the wrong side of the freeway. A crash is inevitable. 110. I'm starting to regret my rash actions. 120.
H: What is one thing you wish you did before you died?
M: What?
H: Tell me. Before this ride ends. What was one thing you wish you did before you died?
M: I don't know. I don't know.
H: Tell me! If you were to die, right now, at this very moment, how would you feel, about your life?
M: I wouldn't feel anything good about my life! Is that what you wanted to here?
H: That's...one thing! Just name one thing!
M: FINE! I'd wish I-
*If you watch Fight Club, you'd notice that several lines in this short story are influenced by the film. Ah hell, not influenced, I downright stole them. I feel bad. But I've used them in kindaaaa different context, and the whole thing is pretty much different. It's a similar setting and events, but I've just led them to somewhere different.*
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
A very short story.
It is currently 12:25AM, and I’m hiding under my bed.
12:26AM, and the knocking starts again. I can him hear him rapping against the windows. He will never get in here. He needs permission to enter here. I know how it goes.
The knocking has been starting and stopping for quite a while now. I cannot sleep. It has been days since I’ve rested my eyes for more than an hour. Why me? What is it that makes me so appealing? The fact that I live by myself, that I have little to no friends who would notice my untimely disappearance? He knows how to pick em.
It is 12:27, and I’ve given up. I whisper two words, and then I hear the rapping. Again. Against my bedroom door.
I close my eyes…finally.
*I was thinking about Let The Right One In, fantastic book btw, pick up a copy if you haven't already, it's absolutely brilliant. And there's this rule, that the only way a vampire is allowed into someone's house is if the person let's them in voluntarily, whether by physically opening an entrance, or just saying: come in. And I decided to write a very short story about it. It's very crap, and very short, and I couldn't be bothered extending it. Oh btw, he is only still knocking in the end to taunt me. So...just clarifying that.*
12:26AM, and the knocking starts again. I can him hear him rapping against the windows. He will never get in here. He needs permission to enter here. I know how it goes.
The knocking has been starting and stopping for quite a while now. I cannot sleep. It has been days since I’ve rested my eyes for more than an hour. Why me? What is it that makes me so appealing? The fact that I live by myself, that I have little to no friends who would notice my untimely disappearance? He knows how to pick em.
It is 12:27, and I’ve given up. I whisper two words, and then I hear the rapping. Again. Against my bedroom door.
I close my eyes…finally.
*I was thinking about Let The Right One In, fantastic book btw, pick up a copy if you haven't already, it's absolutely brilliant. And there's this rule, that the only way a vampire is allowed into someone's house is if the person let's them in voluntarily, whether by physically opening an entrance, or just saying: come in. And I decided to write a very short story about it. It's very crap, and very short, and I couldn't be bothered extending it. Oh btw, he is only still knocking in the end to taunt me. So...just clarifying that.*
Monday, September 27, 2010
Shitty quizzy
- Amazingly new questions, you down?
Fark offfffff
- How long have you liked the person you like?
Like...I don't like anyone. I'm a little over the whole crush thing. Especially the whole gay crush thing. Oh shi-
- Will you be in a relationship one month from now?
Nah, but if I could predict the future, I'd be super rich.
- Are you "with" the very last person you kissed?
Noooppe. I kissed a hooker. Jokes.
- Whens the next time you will see your best friend?
Whenever he wants to go to a strip club. I am unfortunately NOT joking here.
- Last person you dated, and actually cared about, how long ago?
Ah jeez...a fair while.
- First person to speak to you in 2010?
Tom? I think.
- Who were you with the last time you went to the movies?
Tom. The Other Guys. That was the movie, not some ragtag group of other dudes.
- Do you think you can last in a relationship for 3 months?
I totally read that question wrong...
- Do you hate when people call you when you're sleeping?
Ummm...not really.
- What did you have for breakfast?
Pineapple. Weather was too depressing for sad food.
- What are you wearing currently?
are they sweat pants or track pants? goddamn, so comfy. Also, red hoody that's like Juno's but not really.
- What time did you wake up today?
10:46. pm.
- What's something you want to purchase next time you're at the mall?
Band shirts.
- Is it right to judge someone based on the number of people they've slept with?
JUST from that? No. But if you talk to them in person and they turn out to be a douche, go right ahead and judge.
- What pops into your head when you think of last summer?
Amazing. Pure awesome. No wait...it WAS awesome, kinda curved off when I got my results, then when I got back from China it was pure awesome again.
- If you woke up in one of the Saw movies, do you think you could survive?
Only the reverse bear trap one. Because I'm not actually inflicting pain on myself. Actually, fuck that, I couldn't murder someone for my own pitiful life. I just hope the trap isn't painful...like that crucifix one O_O
- Do you believe that if you want something bad enough you'll get it?
Nah bro. You need to get off yo ass and do something to get it.
- Would you rather grow old with someone or be single forever?
Tough one. I haven't met a significant other I would dream about spending years with. But being alone at 40 is mighty depressing.
- Do you like to hold or be held?
Lol. I like to hold...onto a guitar. Siff a guitar could hold me.
- Do you know anyone that smokes weed?
May...be. I don't dabble in that.
- What was the last thing you and your mom talked about?
dunno, but she was yelling. a-typical.
- Are you excited for anything?
The derby, definitely. Friday- a break from studying and a house with no parents. After exams.
- What will your next piercing be?
Never.
- Has anyone taken their shirt off in front of you?
Yes. Unfortunately, no one worth squealing over.
- Do you trust all of your friends?
God no.
- For people that don't know you, what do they think your age usually is?
like 12 -___-
- Could you stay in a relationship for a year?
Pfft, again, future-predicter. rich thing.
- Where do you want to live when your older?
Settle down somewhere nice. I know, it's corny and cliched, but there is a REASON why it's cliched.
- Do you think someone is falling in love with you?
Definitely, 100 percent, no.
- Is there something you will never forget?
Sure. Oh, something GOOD?
Sure!
- Anyone you want back in your life?
I haven't really LOST anyone who was worth keeping? I'm not sure that makes sense.
- Have you ever been punched by the opposite sex?
bhahahaha, almost exclusively
- Last person you said I love you to?
Might've been drunk. Caboose.
Definitely drunk.
- Does your best friend go to your school?
Used to. We have all grown out of school.
- Does it bother you when people driving down the street stare at you?
Nah. They wanna look, they can look.
- How long until your next birthday?
Fuck maths.
- Would you ever get a tattoo?
Definitely some day.
- Do you have someone you always have late night conversations with?
Not always. I never go on msn anyway.
Fark offfffff
- How long have you liked the person you like?
Like...I don't like anyone. I'm a little over the whole crush thing. Especially the whole gay crush thing. Oh shi-
- Will you be in a relationship one month from now?
Nah, but if I could predict the future, I'd be super rich.
- Are you "with" the very last person you kissed?
Noooppe. I kissed a hooker. Jokes.
- Whens the next time you will see your best friend?
Whenever he wants to go to a strip club. I am unfortunately NOT joking here.
- Last person you dated, and actually cared about, how long ago?
Ah jeez...a fair while.
- First person to speak to you in 2010?
Tom? I think.
- Who were you with the last time you went to the movies?
Tom. The Other Guys. That was the movie, not some ragtag group of other dudes.
- Do you think you can last in a relationship for 3 months?
I totally read that question wrong...
- Do you hate when people call you when you're sleeping?
Ummm...not really.
- What did you have for breakfast?
Pineapple. Weather was too depressing for sad food.
- What are you wearing currently?
are they sweat pants or track pants? goddamn, so comfy. Also, red hoody that's like Juno's but not really.
- What time did you wake up today?
10:46. pm.
- What's something you want to purchase next time you're at the mall?
Band shirts.
- Is it right to judge someone based on the number of people they've slept with?
JUST from that? No. But if you talk to them in person and they turn out to be a douche, go right ahead and judge.
- What pops into your head when you think of last summer?
Amazing. Pure awesome. No wait...it WAS awesome, kinda curved off when I got my results, then when I got back from China it was pure awesome again.
- If you woke up in one of the Saw movies, do you think you could survive?
Only the reverse bear trap one. Because I'm not actually inflicting pain on myself. Actually, fuck that, I couldn't murder someone for my own pitiful life. I just hope the trap isn't painful...like that crucifix one O_O
- Do you believe that if you want something bad enough you'll get it?
Nah bro. You need to get off yo ass and do something to get it.
- Would you rather grow old with someone or be single forever?
Tough one. I haven't met a significant other I would dream about spending years with. But being alone at 40 is mighty depressing.
- Do you like to hold or be held?
Lol. I like to hold...onto a guitar. Siff a guitar could hold me.
- Do you know anyone that smokes weed?
May...be. I don't dabble in that.
- What was the last thing you and your mom talked about?
dunno, but she was yelling. a-typical.
- Are you excited for anything?
The derby, definitely. Friday- a break from studying and a house with no parents. After exams.
- What will your next piercing be?
Never.
- Has anyone taken their shirt off in front of you?
Yes. Unfortunately, no one worth squealing over.
- Do you trust all of your friends?
God no.
- For people that don't know you, what do they think your age usually is?
like 12 -___-
- Could you stay in a relationship for a year?
Pfft, again, future-predicter. rich thing.
- Where do you want to live when your older?
Settle down somewhere nice. I know, it's corny and cliched, but there is a REASON why it's cliched.
- Do you think someone is falling in love with you?
Definitely, 100 percent, no.
- Is there something you will never forget?
Sure. Oh, something GOOD?
Sure!
- Anyone you want back in your life?
I haven't really LOST anyone who was worth keeping? I'm not sure that makes sense.
- Have you ever been punched by the opposite sex?
bhahahaha, almost exclusively
- Last person you said I love you to?
Might've been drunk. Caboose.
Definitely drunk.
- Does your best friend go to your school?
Used to. We have all grown out of school.
- Does it bother you when people driving down the street stare at you?
Nah. They wanna look, they can look.
- How long until your next birthday?
Fuck maths.
- Would you ever get a tattoo?
Definitely some day.
- Do you have someone you always have late night conversations with?
Not always. I never go on msn anyway.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Update number...whatever!
Well my week of holidays is over. Not bad, I must say. Got a bit of work done. Got a bit of shit done. Lol. Oh my God, I can't think of anything to write. Oh yeah, how about that Grand Final? Funniest shit ever. Couldn't stop laughing when they were all like "SEE YA NEXT WEEK!" Fucking pathetic. Seriously, just implement an extra 10 minutes. How fucking hard is that? Oh no wait, the corporate whores just want more money. That, THAT is the Australian spirit? Fucking hell, I thought it was better than that. Apparently not. Anyway, back to my mate's place for Grand Final 2.0. And despite my criticism, it was a damn entertaining game, and a damn entertaining day. Did not, however, match my night. I Explode Like, House Vs Hurricane and most importantly, ENTER SHIKARI. LIVE. AMAZING SHIT. Oh my God, words cannot express how amazing it was. Second best gig, nothing beats Rise Against. But, wow. They know how to put on a show. And they have cute accents :) "Come on Melbourne, let's get SILLAYYYY!"
Well that's everything interesting I can recall. Dead tired, caught about 3 hours of sleep, drank a lot of...SOMETHING though. Oh, also purchased Halo Reach. Ahhh, bitch at GAME Camberwell ripped me off, but I'm not too fussed. Anywayzzzzzzzz...GG man. GG. It's ok.
Music? Well Enter FUCKING SHIKARI for one. Seriously, listen to em, it's quite unlike anything you've ever heard. A brilliant mix of several genres that just works. Also, Jamie's Elsewhere and...the two bands supporting Shikari (HvH and I Explode Like).
Books? Dunno, stopped reading much. Should pick up some books sometime.
Movies? Oh...haven't caught anything. But Let Me In is apparently a damn good remake, so I might catch that. Also, Buried, Easy A, and The Social Network are on my must watch list. I've heard NOTHING but brilliant things about these films. Yes, it's a film about Facebook. Yeah, 100 on Metacritic? Sold.* Also...owls. Fighting. Where else am I gonna see that? Until next update.
*Metacritic is some stupid review site I use primarily. Because it's incredibly strict with the scores and combines scores from dozens of other legitimate reviewers, so I know I'm not getting a biased opinion. Much.
Well that's everything interesting I can recall. Dead tired, caught about 3 hours of sleep, drank a lot of...SOMETHING though. Oh, also purchased Halo Reach. Ahhh, bitch at GAME Camberwell ripped me off, but I'm not too fussed. Anywayzzzzzzzz...GG man. GG. It's ok.
Music? Well Enter FUCKING SHIKARI for one. Seriously, listen to em, it's quite unlike anything you've ever heard. A brilliant mix of several genres that just works. Also, Jamie's Elsewhere and...the two bands supporting Shikari (HvH and I Explode Like).
Books? Dunno, stopped reading much. Should pick up some books sometime.
Movies? Oh...haven't caught anything. But Let Me In is apparently a damn good remake, so I might catch that. Also, Buried, Easy A, and The Social Network are on my must watch list. I've heard NOTHING but brilliant things about these films. Yes, it's a film about Facebook. Yeah, 100 on Metacritic? Sold.* Also...owls. Fighting. Where else am I gonna see that? Until next update.
*Metacritic is some stupid review site I use primarily. Because it's incredibly strict with the scores and combines scores from dozens of other legitimate reviewers, so I know I'm not getting a biased opinion. Much.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
500 questionaire thing...
SIMPLE QUESTIONS:
1. Full name: Kevin cankickyourass He
2. Nicknames: 'Hey you in the bushes'
3. Eye Colour: 'Black?'
4. Height: 160cm. 170 when aroused.
5. Hair: Kinda short
6. Siblings: 7 brothers and sisters, each more annoying than the last.
7. Do u like to sing in the shower? do YOU. I do...not. Too many people around.
8. Do u like to sing on the toilet? Can't go without blasting some...shit. AHAHAHAHAHA
9. Birthday: Neither
10. Sign: 'Warning: Hazardous Materials'
11. Address: No thanks,
12. Sex: YES PLEASE! Couldn't resist.
13. Righty or lefty: I prefer to keep my political motivation to myself.
14. What do you want in a relationship most? Nothing. CBF, too much money >.<
15. Have you ever cheated? Yeah, my best friend got a heart attack, so I screen-cheated.
16. MarITal status: I used to do IT in year 12.
17. Do you have a car? Moped.
18. What kinda car do you have/want? Moped.
FAVORITE QUESTIONS:
19. Movie: Please, if you don't know, you don't know me at all.
20. Song: Nothing.
21. Band/singer: That one with the two guys.
22. TV Show: That one with the two guys.
23. Actor: ...fuck, you're too smart for me.
24. Actress: Hur hur hur :D
25. Food: See above.
26. Number: 12
27. Cartoon: That one with the two guys.
28. Disney Character: NO COMMENT
29. Colour: Black?
LOVE LIFE ETC:
30. Do you plan on having children: Not while I have my strength, I don't.
31. Do you want to get married: I refuse to continue this test until you learn to use question marks.
32. How old do you wanna be when you have your first child? That's better.
33. How old do you wanna be when you're married: Old enough to not be aware of the fact that I'm getting married.
34. Would you have kids before marriage: Isn't there some kind of interactive version of this quiz which removes this question if you answered 'no' to question 30?
35. Do u have a b/f or g/f (who)?: N. O
37. Do you have a crush: Only when people sit on me.
EITHER-OR (PICK WHICH ONE YOU PREFER)
38. Music/TV: Fuck off. I'll watch my music on TV. Lawyered, BITCH.
39. Guys/Girls: Me and 6 billion chicks? Fuck no.
40. Green/Blue: Black?
41. Pink/Purple: Girls.
42. Summer/Winter: The one with the sun. Which in Melbourne, would be neither.
43. Night/Day: The one WITH THE SUN. Which in Melbourne, WOULD BE NEITHER
44. Hangin Out/Chillin: Sorry, I wasn't watching the Fresh Prince Of Bel Air.
45. Dopey/Funny: I don't remember any dwarves named Funny.
46. You know I'm around when you hear: I dunno. Fucking stupid questions?
47. What school do u go to? Shithole, University.
48. Have you ever taken drugs? Yes, but they made me give them back.
49. What's a major turn on for you? The rank above a captain turn on, I suppose.
50. How far would you go on a first date? Fucking hell, I don't even have my P's. So I'd say, about 5 k's. By bus, I'd walk about 20 metres.
Sorry guys...guy.
Sorry folks, I have been neglecting this blog for a while. Not many people read it, but I figure, I might as well put the effort in (finally) for the few that do. Because, it's not about worldwide appeal *COUGHCOUGHINSERTSHITTYMOVIEORTVSERIESHERE*. It's about appealing to the better masses *COUGHCOUGHINSERTANYTHINGELLENPAGEHASEVERDONE*. I'd just post some random shit up, what's been going on, maybe a creative piece (cos goddamn I love to get creative), other crap.
So what's been going on with my life recently? Hang on, it's only been a week, so nothing life changing...Actually, a moment could change someone's life forever. Yeah, moving on.
I thought I could escape my awful uni course. Turns out it was wrong. Ok, so here is the catch; I have to get an average of 65 and 8 CP to move to my ideal course (shall go unnamed for fear of laughing at me), but here's the deal. I can't GET good grades when I'm studying something I have no interest in. It's simply not possible. I could buckle down and really throw myself in, but I've already failed 2 subjects, and I doubt I could reach that goal. And there's the money issue as well. I don't think it's fair to judge my marks because of the simple lack of interest I have in my current course. Of course, I also do not see any other way it could be done. So there it is. I'm stuck in a shitty course for 2 more years. It's just...so. SHIT.
On a lighter note, I did have a good time Friday. Sports bar+mates+booze=a night where I forgot my troubles. Open invitation to next time for reader(s) =)
Music? Eh, I've barely picked up the guitar. And it's a damn shame. I'm proud enough of my skills to say I'm pretty good at the guitar. I can shred like a demon (which scares away a lot of ladies, which is good, I don't use the guitar to pick up), I've been very unlucky with bands though, every one I've joined turned out shite. It's ok though, I'm not really interested in guitar anymore. I just listen to the tunessss.
Ok, I'll post something more lighthearted in a couple hours. Stay tuned :)
Sunday, September 12, 2010
I review GLEE. YES. GLEE!!!! the first 6 eps anyway...
Millions love it. About the equal amount hate it. I do away with the hype and the hate, and despite my better judgement, I sit down and I watch it.
Pilot:
Wow, what a killer. I was so tempted to just switch it off, but I made a promise to a Glee-obsessed fan that I'd watch it (she's hot, don't judge me!). The first half hour is pretty standard. It's far from awful, like what half my friends think, and it's far from great, like my OTHER half thinks. I've realized why I'm not enjoying it, nor hating it. It's because, while the main characters are utter tripe (stupid fame-obsessed chick, Rachel, and the sports dude who thinks he's amazing, Finn...or something), the supporting characters have some personality. There's the cripple, the asian goth who is like...kinda attractive? And the sassy black girl. Anyway, this episode lacks a true protagonist. The director of Glee Club, Will, he may seem like the perfect protagonist, but then he goes ahead and plants marijuana in Finn's locker JUST so he would join. It seems tacky, desperate, and it's downright blackmail.
So I was unimpressed, until the music kicked in. A fantastic song/dance set to Rehab, done by a rival glee club, was damn impressive, and the closing song, the now (in)famous "Don't Stop Believing" was actually fantastic. I realize now why half my friends hate it. It's either because it's not their 'thing', or it's just because they hate it from what little they've seen, and are unwilling to give it a chance.
Showmance-
Suffers from the same problems as the pilot. A lack of empathy with characters, hollow storylines, and some great choreography set to decent songs. Standout has to be Gold Digger. I never LIKED the song personally, but I enjoyed the touch they've put on it.
Oh...and actually, there is one character who is damn fantastic in this episode, and the next four. Emma, played by the lovely Jayma Mays. She's eccentric, yet utterly adorable in her role as the school guidance counselor, and germaphobe? Well, she has a big problem with germs. Oh, and the cheerleader's audition into the club is probably the highlight, with a very catchy rendition of "I Say A Little Prayer For You". Outside of that, the other storylines are pretty boring. There's some pregnancy one that is god awful, as Will's wife, Terri, is just pathetic, which I'm glad for, because there is definitely chemistry between Will and Emma, and I guess Terri makes a good antagonist.
Acafellas-
Again. It doesn't seem to be improving in plot, but the fantastic songs more than make up for it. Will creates an all male a-Capella group, and a fantastic rendition of "Poison" is experienced. Other than that...maybe Sue is the other highlight. As the bitter cheerleading coach who wants nothing more than the demise of the glee club, she gets the best lines, and Jane Lynch is goddamn brilliant, playing the role to a tee.
Oh, and Puck is a fucking nuisance. I do NOT understand why most of my friends who love this show, LOVE HIM. He's a bully, a dickhead, and has a stupid mohawk to compliment it. Maybe he gets nicer later on, or maybe girls just dig the whole dickhead thing. Figures.
Preggers-
Probably the second best episode I've seen so far. Kurt happens to be one of my favorite characters, being the eccentric gay guy 'who hasn't come out officially yet it's completely obvious', and his storyline is the highlight, joining the football team to impress his dad. There is a hilarious yet completely whacked out dance to Beyonce's 'Single Ladies', which makes no sense when put in theory, yet somehow works, and it's both hilarious and heartwarming. Other than that, the OTHER pregnancy (Finn's girlfriend) is coma-inducing, and very soap opera-esque. Nothing notable there. And Rachel isn't winning any points with her selfish actions, leaving the club just because she doesn't get a solo. Seriously Rachel, shape up or ship out.
The Rhodes Not Taken-
Eurgh, SAME problems. A great guest appearance from Kristen Chenoweth (who is kidna attractive, but has an annoying voice), and a FANTASTIC ending song of Queen's 'Somebody To Love' saves this episode from being a completely pointless waste of time. Rachel comes back, pregnant people are still pregnant, nothing interesting still.
Vitamin D-
So, I'm up to this episode. And, it's improved! The storyline that doesn't involve any music whatsoever turns out to be very very interesting, as Will's wife Terri becomes a school nurse just to spy on him and rival love interest Emma. Unfortunately for Emma, it's a losing battle, as gym teacher and casual boyfriend Ken Tanaka asks for Emma's hand in marriage, and Will's already engaged to Terri, who is faking a pregnancy. I know, the pregnancy thing is pretty boring yeah? Anyway, it's a boys vs girls at glee club, and I gotta say, not being sexist, but the boys clearly win. A mash-up of Usher's Confessions II and Bon Jovi's 'It's My Life' was goddamn fantastic. Though both groups were on some sort of drug, apparently. Anyway, can't get enough of Emma. And Sue's 'diary' scene had some fantastic lines, and was downright her best scene so far.
Pilot:
Wow, what a killer. I was so tempted to just switch it off, but I made a promise to a Glee-obsessed fan that I'd watch it (she's hot, don't judge me!). The first half hour is pretty standard. It's far from awful, like what half my friends think, and it's far from great, like my OTHER half thinks. I've realized why I'm not enjoying it, nor hating it. It's because, while the main characters are utter tripe (stupid fame-obsessed chick, Rachel, and the sports dude who thinks he's amazing, Finn...or something), the supporting characters have some personality. There's the cripple, the asian goth who is like...kinda attractive? And the sassy black girl. Anyway, this episode lacks a true protagonist. The director of Glee Club, Will, he may seem like the perfect protagonist, but then he goes ahead and plants marijuana in Finn's locker JUST so he would join. It seems tacky, desperate, and it's downright blackmail.
So I was unimpressed, until the music kicked in. A fantastic song/dance set to Rehab, done by a rival glee club, was damn impressive, and the closing song, the now (in)famous "Don't Stop Believing" was actually fantastic. I realize now why half my friends hate it. It's either because it's not their 'thing', or it's just because they hate it from what little they've seen, and are unwilling to give it a chance.
Showmance-
Suffers from the same problems as the pilot. A lack of empathy with characters, hollow storylines, and some great choreography set to decent songs. Standout has to be Gold Digger. I never LIKED the song personally, but I enjoyed the touch they've put on it.
Oh...and actually, there is one character who is damn fantastic in this episode, and the next four. Emma, played by the lovely Jayma Mays. She's eccentric, yet utterly adorable in her role as the school guidance counselor, and germaphobe? Well, she has a big problem with germs. Oh, and the cheerleader's audition into the club is probably the highlight, with a very catchy rendition of "I Say A Little Prayer For You". Outside of that, the other storylines are pretty boring. There's some pregnancy one that is god awful, as Will's wife, Terri, is just pathetic, which I'm glad for, because there is definitely chemistry between Will and Emma, and I guess Terri makes a good antagonist.
Acafellas-
Again. It doesn't seem to be improving in plot, but the fantastic songs more than make up for it. Will creates an all male a-Capella group, and a fantastic rendition of "Poison" is experienced. Other than that...maybe Sue is the other highlight. As the bitter cheerleading coach who wants nothing more than the demise of the glee club, she gets the best lines, and Jane Lynch is goddamn brilliant, playing the role to a tee.
Oh, and Puck is a fucking nuisance. I do NOT understand why most of my friends who love this show, LOVE HIM. He's a bully, a dickhead, and has a stupid mohawk to compliment it. Maybe he gets nicer later on, or maybe girls just dig the whole dickhead thing. Figures.
Preggers-
Probably the second best episode I've seen so far. Kurt happens to be one of my favorite characters, being the eccentric gay guy 'who hasn't come out officially yet it's completely obvious', and his storyline is the highlight, joining the football team to impress his dad. There is a hilarious yet completely whacked out dance to Beyonce's 'Single Ladies', which makes no sense when put in theory, yet somehow works, and it's both hilarious and heartwarming. Other than that, the OTHER pregnancy (Finn's girlfriend) is coma-inducing, and very soap opera-esque. Nothing notable there. And Rachel isn't winning any points with her selfish actions, leaving the club just because she doesn't get a solo. Seriously Rachel, shape up or ship out.
The Rhodes Not Taken-
Eurgh, SAME problems. A great guest appearance from Kristen Chenoweth (who is kidna attractive, but has an annoying voice), and a FANTASTIC ending song of Queen's 'Somebody To Love' saves this episode from being a completely pointless waste of time. Rachel comes back, pregnant people are still pregnant, nothing interesting still.
Vitamin D-
So, I'm up to this episode. And, it's improved! The storyline that doesn't involve any music whatsoever turns out to be very very interesting, as Will's wife Terri becomes a school nurse just to spy on him and rival love interest Emma. Unfortunately for Emma, it's a losing battle, as gym teacher and casual boyfriend Ken Tanaka asks for Emma's hand in marriage, and Will's already engaged to Terri, who is faking a pregnancy. I know, the pregnancy thing is pretty boring yeah? Anyway, it's a boys vs girls at glee club, and I gotta say, not being sexist, but the boys clearly win. A mash-up of Usher's Confessions II and Bon Jovi's 'It's My Life' was goddamn fantastic. Though both groups were on some sort of drug, apparently. Anyway, can't get enough of Emma. And Sue's 'diary' scene had some fantastic lines, and was downright her best scene so far.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Inspiration in many forms
For the first time in years, I will surface again. Your brief freedom was merely that of an interlude. I've seen you obsess over it, details minute in nature, hours slaved over. A gun to the head, falling off a cliff, a knife across the throat. How, is the most obsessive detail. How will you do it? Do you have the courage to go through it? Do not worry, for that is why I am here. These things are what I look forward to. Remember what made you start thinking about it all?
A poisonous household, abuse and tears, only one way out. Well, two, but you weren't thinking of the other option. You didn't think you could do it. So you settled for something else. But it was pure fantasy, you couldn't go through it yet. You escaped the abuse, and left the feelings inside, maybe for next time, or the last time.
You always back down at the last minute. But do not worry, I will give you the courage to take the final step. There are so many instruments to conduct with. Household items are so...violent. It's art, inspiration, in so many forms. So many fucking forms, you don't know which one to pick.
You've backed down too many times, but it's over now. I shall take over from here. Your body is forfeit to me. I have the colours ready, I just need a canvas. You will be my physical canvas for our little...adventure.
I will take over, and you shall let me, you've gone through enough. It's time for me to take over. You'll give up and let me take care of your problems. You have so many problems in life. And I, I am the solution.
Suicide is your ultimate solution for them.
A poisonous household, abuse and tears, only one way out. Well, two, but you weren't thinking of the other option. You didn't think you could do it. So you settled for something else. But it was pure fantasy, you couldn't go through it yet. You escaped the abuse, and left the feelings inside, maybe for next time, or the last time.
You always back down at the last minute. But do not worry, I will give you the courage to take the final step. There are so many instruments to conduct with. Household items are so...violent. It's art, inspiration, in so many forms. So many fucking forms, you don't know which one to pick.
You've backed down too many times, but it's over now. I shall take over from here. Your body is forfeit to me. I have the colours ready, I just need a canvas. You will be my physical canvas for our little...adventure.
I will take over, and you shall let me, you've gone through enough. It's time for me to take over. You'll give up and let me take care of your problems. You have so many problems in life. And I, I am the solution.
Suicide is your ultimate solution for them.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Your very first guitar!
So, wanna play the guitar, but unsure? Take this test to find out if you're compatible for a guitar!
Q1:
Are you going to use the guitar to pick up chicks?
If YES, then accept a handshake from me...and fuck off.
If NO, then move on to Q2!
Q2:
What style of music are you going to play?
If you say "Anything but Miley Cyrus" move on to 3.
If you say "Nothing other than Miley Cyrus", then accept a fist to the face from me.
Q3:
Are you planning to start a band?
If yes, move on to 4.
If no, move to 5.
Q4:
Let's gig together, yeah?
move the fuck on to 6
Q5:
Let's start a band!
move the fuck on to 6
Q6:
Electric or acoustic?
If Electric, good choice.
If Acoustic, another solid choice, though your primary motivation is probably to pick up chicks.
I'm done. Go back to your triangle.
Q1:
Are you going to use the guitar to pick up chicks?
If YES, then accept a handshake from me...and fuck off.
If NO, then move on to Q2!
Q2:
What style of music are you going to play?
If you say "Anything but Miley Cyrus" move on to 3.
If you say "Nothing other than Miley Cyrus", then accept a fist to the face from me.
Q3:
Are you planning to start a band?
If yes, move on to 4.
If no, move to 5.
Q4:
Let's gig together, yeah?
move the fuck on to 6
Q5:
Let's start a band!
move the fuck on to 6
Q6:
Electric or acoustic?
If Electric, good choice.
If Acoustic, another solid choice, though your primary motivation is probably to pick up chicks.
I'm done. Go back to your triangle.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
My Subway Song
Meatballs.
6 Inch
Italian herbs and cheese
Cheddar cheese
and yes toasted please
Could I please have some lettuce
and tomatoes, if it's not too much fuss
throw some olives in there
and some capsicum if you dare
some jalapenos cos i like them
and hot chilli sauce because...i like the sauce.
that comes to 4.45
would you like anything else with that?
fuck you.
6 Inch
Italian herbs and cheese
Cheddar cheese
and yes toasted please
Could I please have some lettuce
and tomatoes, if it's not too much fuss
throw some olives in there
and some capsicum if you dare
some jalapenos cos i like them
and hot chilli sauce because...i like the sauce.
that comes to 4.45
would you like anything else with that?
fuck you.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Is it Spring yet?
I used to LOVE winter. Before I realised how badly I could freeze my tits off. Fucking hell.
So, what's in my plans for spring? I plan on driving a bit more (believe me, it's a lot harder with my kind of folk), hopefully enough to GET MY P'S.
Be able to sit in AAMI Park and not freeze to death...thank Christ. Here's to Melbourne Victory scoring and winning a few more in the coming months.
Here's to me passing everything. Christ, my hopes are bleak though. I rather get raped than sit through a database examination. I know I may seem like the happy-go-lucky douche that you see 100% of the time. But...dear CHRIST, my course is sucking my soul from me. And you, YOU suck! That's right...random name here. Goddamnit, where is my music!
Right, so I decided to give Asking Alexandria a go. And I am so glad I did. Phwaoooahhhhhh, think the bastard child of Enter Shikari and Bring Me The Horizon. Love the former, meh for the latter. But it WORKS, it GODDAMN WORKS!
Movies? I have seriously been up to my neck with other shit. I watched Talladega Nights again, it was on TV, and it was pretty fucking funny. Can't wait for The Other Guys.
Uni? Oh dayum girl, don't get me starte-
So, what's in my plans for spring? I plan on driving a bit more (believe me, it's a lot harder with my kind of folk), hopefully enough to GET MY P'S.
Be able to sit in AAMI Park and not freeze to death...thank Christ. Here's to Melbourne Victory scoring and winning a few more in the coming months.
Here's to me passing everything. Christ, my hopes are bleak though. I rather get raped than sit through a database examination. I know I may seem like the happy-go-lucky douche that you see 100% of the time. But...dear CHRIST, my course is sucking my soul from me. And you, YOU suck! That's right...random name here. Goddamnit, where is my music!
Right, so I decided to give Asking Alexandria a go. And I am so glad I did. Phwaoooahhhhhh, think the bastard child of Enter Shikari and Bring Me The Horizon. Love the former, meh for the latter. But it WORKS, it GODDAMN WORKS!
Movies? I have seriously been up to my neck with other shit. I watched Talladega Nights again, it was on TV, and it was pretty fucking funny. Can't wait for The Other Guys.
Uni? Oh dayum girl, don't get me starte-
Sunday, August 29, 2010
It was gonna end there before i realized I never LEFT the vault
So I discovered I can freeze time and shoot off limbs based on a mathematical calculation of probability. I know, who said maths couldn't be cool? So anyway, I blew away that cockroach (it's called a Radroach for some reason that I'll figure out in seven seconds) and all was fine. My dad wanted to take a picture with me but I shot him with the BB Gun until he was knocked unconscious. Then I took the picture. It was HILARIOUS.
Fast forward to some sex-obsessed teenager now. I stole the Bobblehead off my dad's desk, probably to beat off into later. Wait, WHAT?
Skipped the Generalized Occupational Aptitude Test. Yes, the GOAT. DO PEOPLE THAT LIVE HERE REALIZE HOW STUPID THAT SOUNDS? I pour all my skills into guns. Because I plan to shoot everyone in this stupid Vault. Saw some hot chick called Amata being bullied by Butch. Oh Butch. How I loathe thee. Anyway, I made fun of the broad's weight. See ya!
Waking up now. Amata, hey I was just dreaming about you! WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY LIAM-NEESON-SOUNDALIKE FATHER HAS RUN OFF? Oh FUCK YOU AMATA, I KNOW YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE. Wait, she's given me a gun? Fuck yes, my plan has come to fruition! But wait! A BASEBALL BAT? Oh ho ho, it must be Christmas.
Oh God, more roaches. But I don't care. Freeze time, smash the shit out of them, continue on. A lovely couple talking about escaping. Pull gun out as soon as the guy starts running and gun em down before the cops do. Then kill the cops.
*eye twitches*
Officer, I swear I didn't do anything! POLICE BRUTALITY! STOP WHACKING ME!
MUAHAHAHAH TABLES HAVE TURNED, ROACHES ARE EATING YOU ALIVE, MUAHAHAHAHA!!! OH MY GOD THEY DEVOURED HIM AND TURN TO ME NOW!!! DIE DIE DIE!!!!
Oh hi Butch? What's that, you want me to save your mother? She's getting eating by roaches? THIS I GOTTA SEE. Tell him to go fuck himself, than beat him to death with a bat. Go to the room, beat the roaches, and when her guard is down, beat THE MOTHER to death. Being evil has never been so nauseating.
Oh hi Butch? What's that, you want me to save your mother? She's getting eating by roaches? THIS I GOTTA SEE. Tell him to go fuck himself, than beat him to death with a bat. Go to the room, beat the roaches, and when her guard is down, beat THE MOTHER to death. Being evil has never been so nauseating.
Oh, it's the Overseer. He's about to rape Amata? Oh my God-can i join? No, no rape? Ok, beat the shit out of the guy for his clothes and keys. Find Amata, who's throwing a hissy fit over me killing her DAD? THE OVERSEER WAS HER DAD? So...guess sex is out of the question yeah?
Run run run, open door. Oh my God I see the light. I see the light! Turn around, two officers are like still chasing me, though they seem to have encountered an invisible wall. They don't wanna leave the Vault. Show them the finger and off my merry way... open the door to reveal...some shit. I left the comfort of my home for this?
A tour of Capital Wasteland, Part 1.
A story in the life of Fallout 3.
*comes out of womb crying. Funnily enough, hitting the A button makes me wail. It's fucking annoying, so I'll keep hitting it.*
My dad just asks me if I'm a boy or girl. Seriously, I'm two minutes old and he wants ME to decipher what I am? Eurgh...I choose girl. Because I am a baby, and don't know any better. Wahhhh. Now I'm expected to predict my future look. Weird, I can choose a mohawk for my hairstyle. My real parents would NEVER let me do that! Oh wait...you are my real parents...Liam Neeson and lady on bed who is going to die...oh look, she's dying, I predict correctly, AGAIN.
Fastforward? Epic. I'm a baby. The A button is now goo-goo ga-ga noises. And no, I'm not going to break into Bad Romance. It's the 2200's, she died seven years ago.
You're SPECIAL? Yes I am. Pool all my points into the Luck skill. I wanna go to a casino and win big.
I'm ten? More fastforward. At this rate I'll finish the game before dinner. And it's 6:29 already. Some douche called Butch is bullying me? Thank GOD I skipped that. Now I get a BB Gun for my birthday. Awesome, this birthday is neat, even though that robot fucked up my cake, what a douche. I'm shooting shit. Oh my God A GIANT COCKROACH. FUCKING FUCK FUCK- *turns game off*.
Oh fuck, I forgot to save.
*comes out of womb crying. Funnily enough, hitting the A button makes me wail. It's fucking annoying, so I'll keep hitting it.*
My dad just asks me if I'm a boy or girl. Seriously, I'm two minutes old and he wants ME to decipher what I am? Eurgh...I choose girl. Because I am a baby, and don't know any better. Wahhhh. Now I'm expected to predict my future look. Weird, I can choose a mohawk for my hairstyle. My real parents would NEVER let me do that! Oh wait...you are my real parents...Liam Neeson and lady on bed who is going to die...oh look, she's dying, I predict correctly, AGAIN.
Fastforward? Epic. I'm a baby. The A button is now goo-goo ga-ga noises. And no, I'm not going to break into Bad Romance. It's the 2200's, she died seven years ago.
You're SPECIAL? Yes I am. Pool all my points into the Luck skill. I wanna go to a casino and win big.
I'm ten? More fastforward. At this rate I'll finish the game before dinner. And it's 6:29 already. Some douche called Butch is bullying me? Thank GOD I skipped that. Now I get a BB Gun for my birthday. Awesome, this birthday is neat, even though that robot fucked up my cake, what a douche. I'm shooting shit. Oh my God A GIANT COCKROACH. FUCKING FUCK FUCK- *turns game off*.
Oh fuck, I forgot to save.
Late night blogging can be dangerous
I am WATCHING...well I just finished Goodfellas. A solid, 4 star film. Was watching Pubic...I mean PUBLIC Enemies, but I realized starting a 2+ hour film at 12:30 isn't so healthy. Robot Chicken. Whoo.
Um...I never talk on MSN. If I do, it means YOU. ARE. SUBJECT. TO. MY. INCREDIBLY-HIGH-SYMPTOMS-THAT-MAKE-ME-HAPPY.
Don't think you're special. You probably are.
I hate my room. It has a awesome thing. Bed. It's quite empty at the moment though. Mainly because I'm in another room.
Ok, I'm changing my top 3 films. Fight Club>Hot Fuzz>Juno. Number of viewings: 69-69-6969
We will use rubber duckies to symbolize danger zones. This one is the green zone. It's name is MATT DAMON.
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL.
Sup. Say hi. TO YOUR MOTHER. OH WAIT.
Are you ready for your assignment?
I want you to go out. And start a fight with a total stranger. And I want you to lose. Tell me how it goes.
I'm off to do pushups until I pass out. So tuff. YEAH.
Um...I never talk on MSN. If I do, it means YOU. ARE. SUBJECT. TO. MY. INCREDIBLY-HIGH-SYMPTOMS-THAT-MAKE-ME-HAPPY.
Don't think you're special. You probably are.
I hate my room. It has a awesome thing. Bed. It's quite empty at the moment though. Mainly because I'm in another room.
Ok, I'm changing my top 3 films. Fight Club>Hot Fuzz>Juno. Number of viewings: 69-69-6969
We will use rubber duckies to symbolize danger zones. This one is the green zone. It's name is MATT DAMON.
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL.
Sup. Say hi. TO YOUR MOTHER. OH WAIT.
Are you ready for your assignment?
I want you to go out. And start a fight with a total stranger. And I want you to lose. Tell me how it goes.
I'm off to do pushups until I pass out. So tuff. YEAH.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Things I rather be doing than watching Piranha 3D
Spending my well earned 15 bucks on a well earned hooker.
Buying Kick-Ass on DVD and NOT lamenting loss of money.
For gods sake, buying The Room on DVD and not lament loss of money.
Kill self.
Drink my weight in Coke Zero.
READ MY UNI BOOKS...ok, that one isn't true.
I was actually legitimately thinking of learning some Regina Spektor on piano.
Get my feet pummiced.
Go to Bren's unitarian church.
Get hit by a truck full of HOT GARBAGE JUICE.
Ok...those last 3 were from Juno.
But seriously, this movie looks like shite. If you like Saw, then maybe you'll like this. Me? I'll youtube all the death scenes and get the same amount of satisfaction, rather than slapping down a few bucks for the 3D glasses and 50 minutes of boring blah-blah, with scenes of sporadic violence mixed in, with a predictable grand finale full of naked chicks and a swarm of little fishes with a fetish for flesh. Naked flesh.
......
*runs to nearest cinema*
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
I decided to get serious for a moment.
Recently my mother said that since my body was already broken, I'm pretty much free from any more bad things to happen to me. (Technically she didn't say it in those words, but I reckon they sound more poetic)
I don't think she gets life. Just because something bad happens, doesn't mean you have a free shot. There is no such thing as karma. One bad thing happens, doesn't mean nothing else bad will happen! I....kinda lost my track of where I'm going with this.
Never trust a sociopath. You know it's gonna end badly.
My life is riddled with...riddles.
IN A PRISON CELL. Need TO GET OUT.
I am not the most personal person you've ever met. In fact, I'm probably the LEAST personal person you've ever met! That's just me. I'm not the emotionally deep person, I mean, sure, I cry at movies. A LOT of movies. But...that's not really my point is it? I lack emotional depth. I'm a friggen rock. And I like it that way. I'm emotionally incapable of carrying a relationship, but so what? In my lifetime, I'm not looking for a relationship. I'm just looking to living life.
And that folks, is what we should all be doing.
Of course, let's AVOID the whole, you know, robot person thing. That only works for me
I'll tell you more about me...when I find out myself...
later (:
Monday, August 23, 2010
Update this crap with random crap!
So. I realize I should update this BLOOOOOOOG as much as I update my statuses. Like...once an hour. So what's been going on in my life as of...23 of August?
Nothing. Uni. Por-
moving on.
Got married. Legit. She even gave me a ring. Yes, I'm the wife.
Went drinking. Went out. Slept in.
Ok, first of firsts:
What movies I watched recently:
(SPOILERS FOR SCOTT PILGRIM...ALTHOUGH IT'S BASICALLY A FORMULAIC ROMANTIC COMEDY...WITH SUPERPOWERS)
I'm going to focus on Scott Pilgrim here. After hearing from everyone how amazing this film was, obviously, my expectations would obviously be quite high. And unfortunately, Scott Pilgrim failed to impress. It seems destined to aim for 'cult' status, it's basically two hours of homages and callbacks to old school gaming (which I never got into when I myself was a kid), and the less said about Michael Cera the better. Ellen Wong is also a annoying Asian bitch who, on the plus side, vomits sunshine and happiness. Yeah, she's pretty damn cute. Whatever.
On the PLUS side, there's some killer jokes, and the homages that I DID catch were pretty funny as well. Highlight number 1:
Scott Pilgrim jumping out of a window. I've seen it a million times in the trailers but it was still pretty funny.
There were a couple of neat fight scenes. The whole Roxy v Ramona was good. The first fight was kinda ruined by the whole 'Bollywood' thing that was incredibly lame. I personally did enjoy the whole fighting game homages, with stuff like *Scott* VS *random guy* being superimposed on the screen, and the whole K.O at the end, complete with cheesy announcement.
But most of the time the comedy falls flat, the ending is kinda...meh (I mean...poor Knives). And the BIGGEST problem? Ok, I'm gonna level with the one/two people who read this (thank you btw :D). I'm perfectly fine with the amounts of over-ridiculousness that the film thrusts upon us, but the fact that we have reminders every now and then that we're NOT meant to think that these 'superpower fights' are part of that world. Cue example STACEY PILGRIM. She's the one who exhibits incredulity that these guys are fighting video-game style, with crazy effects and unbelievable powers. Look Edgar Wright (director), you either go all out or not at all. By trying to instill a 'rational' link to our world, you ruin the tone of the film. With Stacey ever-so-present to remind us that it's just a film, the whole immersion factor was lost on me. And I, along with my friends next to me, were right next to Stacey, incredulous at the amount of craziness going on on screen.
So, contrary to my FB review, I'll give it 3 stars. It's nice to see something unique, even though the plot was basically ANY typical romance film, only with video games. I'll recommend a watch, because I rather you watch this than 'The Expendables'. Ugh. I will not be spending my well earned (by that I mean whoring myself out) money on THAT travesty of a film.
Final shout outs go to Kieran Culkin and Allison Pill playing two of the funniest characters in the film. Gay roomate + sarcastic drummer? AWESOME.
"WE ARE SEX BOB-OMB AND WE ARE HERE TO WATCH SCOTT PILGRIM KICK YOUR TEETH IN! ONE TWO THREE FOUR-"
Music:
Influenced by the wife, I decided to check out these albums. All the ones I put up here are thoroughly recommended:
oh...cbf putting up album covers. Suck it! (I realize now why no one reads this O_o)
On the heavy side:
A Day To Remember- Homesick/For Those Who Have Heart:
Think New Found Glory meets Killswitch Engage. Pure epic. I always wanted to combine those two genres. Well, not really. But it's pretty damn catchy, fresh and easy to listen to. Typical screaming+typical pop punk riffs and anthems= a damn good band. Top tracks for Homesick= If It Means A Lot To You, and I'm Made of Wax...
FTWHH=The brilliant cover of Kelly Clarkson's 'Since U Been Gone'. But there's some more gems in there.
Alesana- The Emptiness.
It's a concept album, but don't let me bore you with the story. Again, metalcore/post-hardcore. More high-pitched singing mixed with atypical screaming. It's pretty safe stuff here.
Parkway Drive- Deep Blue.
Eh. It's no 'Horizons'. But Sleepwalker is one of their best songs in their entire catalog.
On the softer side:
Belle & Sebastian- The Boy With The Arab Strap.
Yes, it was mentioned in the film 500 Days Of Summer. It's pretty amazing. Indie rock, I dunno what you call it. It's very mellow, very sweet, and the perfect album to listen to when you're with a significant other or just want to fall asleep to something that isn't SCREAMING IN YOUR HEAD.
Yeah, I consider this to be soft(er):
New Found Glory- Coming Home.
It's NOTHING compared to their latest and first, but it's definitely nice and slow. Pop punk for the drugged up.
Paramore- Riot!
I don't really LOVE Paramore...but goddamn I do love Hayley William's voice. And her face...and her ass-
Moving on to shit I'm reading:
I WAS reading WWZ by Max Brooks, until I lent it to my mate Tom. Good book, details basically World War 3...if it was zombies. World War Z. It's pretty harrowing for a FICTIONAL book, and it's got a fair share of blood, brains and kick-ass commentary.
My Sister's Keeper, for the 100th time.
It's awesome. Jodi Picoult. Pick up a copy. Possibly her best book. No comment on the movie, haven't seen it.
Death Note, finished off Battle Royale, Ichi The Killer, and I tried reading a volume of One Piece but I was too busy. All courtesy of my brother and his University Library. My library sucks balls, I'd be lucky to snag a seat half the time.
My uni books...(laughs hysterically)
I'll leave you here. Pick up a recommendation, if you're like me, you shan't regret it!
Peace.
Nothing. Uni. Por-
moving on.
Got married. Legit. She even gave me a ring. Yes, I'm the wife.
Went drinking. Went out. Slept in.
Ok, first of firsts:
What movies I watched recently:
(SPOILERS FOR SCOTT PILGRIM...ALTHOUGH IT'S BASICALLY A FORMULAIC ROMANTIC COMEDY...WITH SUPERPOWERS)
I'm going to focus on Scott Pilgrim here. After hearing from everyone how amazing this film was, obviously, my expectations would obviously be quite high. And unfortunately, Scott Pilgrim failed to impress. It seems destined to aim for 'cult' status, it's basically two hours of homages and callbacks to old school gaming (which I never got into when I myself was a kid), and the less said about Michael Cera the better. Ellen Wong is also a annoying Asian bitch who, on the plus side, vomits sunshine and happiness. Yeah, she's pretty damn cute. Whatever.
On the PLUS side, there's some killer jokes, and the homages that I DID catch were pretty funny as well. Highlight number 1:
Scott Pilgrim jumping out of a window. I've seen it a million times in the trailers but it was still pretty funny.
There were a couple of neat fight scenes. The whole Roxy v Ramona was good. The first fight was kinda ruined by the whole 'Bollywood' thing that was incredibly lame. I personally did enjoy the whole fighting game homages, with stuff like *Scott* VS *random guy* being superimposed on the screen, and the whole K.O at the end, complete with cheesy announcement.
But most of the time the comedy falls flat, the ending is kinda...meh (I mean...poor Knives). And the BIGGEST problem? Ok, I'm gonna level with the one/two people who read this (thank you btw :D). I'm perfectly fine with the amounts of over-ridiculousness that the film thrusts upon us, but the fact that we have reminders every now and then that we're NOT meant to think that these 'superpower fights' are part of that world. Cue example STACEY PILGRIM. She's the one who exhibits incredulity that these guys are fighting video-game style, with crazy effects and unbelievable powers. Look Edgar Wright (director), you either go all out or not at all. By trying to instill a 'rational' link to our world, you ruin the tone of the film. With Stacey ever-so-present to remind us that it's just a film, the whole immersion factor was lost on me. And I, along with my friends next to me, were right next to Stacey, incredulous at the amount of craziness going on on screen.
So, contrary to my FB review, I'll give it 3 stars. It's nice to see something unique, even though the plot was basically ANY typical romance film, only with video games. I'll recommend a watch, because I rather you watch this than 'The Expendables'. Ugh. I will not be spending my well earned (by that I mean whoring myself out) money on THAT travesty of a film.
Final shout outs go to Kieran Culkin and Allison Pill playing two of the funniest characters in the film. Gay roomate + sarcastic drummer? AWESOME.
"WE ARE SEX BOB-OMB AND WE ARE HERE TO WATCH SCOTT PILGRIM KICK YOUR TEETH IN! ONE TWO THREE FOUR-"
Music:
Influenced by the wife, I decided to check out these albums. All the ones I put up here are thoroughly recommended:
oh...cbf putting up album covers. Suck it! (I realize now why no one reads this O_o)
On the heavy side:
A Day To Remember- Homesick/For Those Who Have Heart:
Think New Found Glory meets Killswitch Engage. Pure epic. I always wanted to combine those two genres. Well, not really. But it's pretty damn catchy, fresh and easy to listen to. Typical screaming+typical pop punk riffs and anthems= a damn good band. Top tracks for Homesick= If It Means A Lot To You, and I'm Made of Wax...
FTWHH=The brilliant cover of Kelly Clarkson's 'Since U Been Gone'. But there's some more gems in there.
Alesana- The Emptiness.
It's a concept album, but don't let me bore you with the story. Again, metalcore/post-hardcore. More high-pitched singing mixed with atypical screaming. It's pretty safe stuff here.
Parkway Drive- Deep Blue.
Eh. It's no 'Horizons'. But Sleepwalker is one of their best songs in their entire catalog.
On the softer side:
Belle & Sebastian- The Boy With The Arab Strap.
Yes, it was mentioned in the film 500 Days Of Summer. It's pretty amazing. Indie rock, I dunno what you call it. It's very mellow, very sweet, and the perfect album to listen to when you're with a significant other or just want to fall asleep to something that isn't SCREAMING IN YOUR HEAD.
Yeah, I consider this to be soft(er):
New Found Glory- Coming Home.
It's NOTHING compared to their latest and first, but it's definitely nice and slow. Pop punk for the drugged up.
Paramore- Riot!
I don't really LOVE Paramore...but goddamn I do love Hayley William's voice. And her face...and her ass-
Moving on to shit I'm reading:
I WAS reading WWZ by Max Brooks, until I lent it to my mate Tom. Good book, details basically World War 3...if it was zombies. World War Z. It's pretty harrowing for a FICTIONAL book, and it's got a fair share of blood, brains and kick-ass commentary.
My Sister's Keeper, for the 100th time.
It's awesome. Jodi Picoult. Pick up a copy. Possibly her best book. No comment on the movie, haven't seen it.
Death Note, finished off Battle Royale, Ichi The Killer, and I tried reading a volume of One Piece but I was too busy. All courtesy of my brother and his University Library. My library sucks balls, I'd be lucky to snag a seat half the time.
My uni books...(laughs hysterically)
I'll leave you here. Pick up a recommendation, if you're like me, you shan't regret it!
Peace.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Inception: a quick analysis from memory (SPOILERS DEAR GOD)
There's been a crapload of crap about everything in this film. Mostly crap. The ending to be precise. By god, do not read this if you have NOT seen the film yet. You should though, it's easily my favorite film of the year, and not just because Ellen Page gets wet (although it doesn't hurt).
SPOILERS IMMINENT
SERIOUSLY, STOP READING IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN IT
LAST WARNING
Ok, you're on your own. I'm now going to explain my views. And I'm going to waste time hand holding your way through. If you can't understand the terminology, well...I warned ya.
The ending:
Ok, so the top is spinning. It starts to wobble. Is it going to fall? IS IT?
Cut to black.
Both times I saw it, the entire audience groaned, sighed, and laughed. Nolan is pure genius. Because that was OUR kick. You know what a kick is? Good. We have been in absorbed in a different mindset. The movie. And the last, shocking shot, is the kick that takes us back to reality.
Is the whole film a dream? Maybe. Remember what Cobb says to Ariadne?
"You never really remember the beginning of a dream, do you? You always wind up in the middle of the dream."
"I guess"
GUESS how the movie starts?
IN MEDIA RES.
AKA- in the middle of A SCENE. Do we know how he got there? NO.
The totem:
It's not even Cobb's. It's his wife's. Remember what was said earlier? Only the user of the totem can know it's fundamentals. Arthur's is a loaded die, and only he knows the exact weights. Ariadne's is some sort of chess piece...which we never see her use >.<
But then again, it's irrelevant in reality. Reality will determine whether that top falls or not. If it was a dream, it could keep spinning endlessly. In reality, it has to fall eventually. The ending...we see it wobble. We do NOT, however, see it topple.
IF, if the whole movie WAS a dream...who is the host of the entire movie?
Yusuf is the host for the first technical dream. It's raining because he didn't go to the toilet, and it's registering with his mind, hence the downpour. Whoever hosts the dream CANNOT go deeper. Which is why he is left to drive the van. Arthur is the next host, which is kinda obvious, the hotel designs, matched with his impeccable fashion and his past architecture designs with the Japanese castle fits him perfectly. He is left to fight off the guards, and also, he uses the anti-gravity to his advantage. Eames is the lucky owner of the third dream level. They TELL the mark, Fischer, that they are entering his Godfather's mind, because Fischer thinks he, Browning, has betrayed him. But really they're entering Eames. And he is forced to fend off a battalion of guards.
Limbo. It belongs to whoever was there last. And Cobb and Mal were the last inhabitants, for about 50 years. So that's why the cities were there. Because they got bored and built shit :)
Did Saito trick Cobb from the start?
Saito, PLANTED the idea of Inception within Cobb's mind. Think about THAT. And Cobb pulled it off. Which means the idea was successfully planted. Well done Saito.
Which makes the whole movie an audition to see if Cobb could pull it off.
Also, if the whole film was a dream, then WE have been 'Incepted'. The idea that the whole film was a dream was successfully planted in our brains. We can't get rid of our thoughts, and if you're like me, you just keep thinking whether or not it was a dream, or reality. Inception=successful. Nolan, you magnificent bastard.
"Do you want to die alone? Old, and full of regrets?"
Guess what the signature song is called, to signal the incoming kick? Edith Piaf's "I Regret Nothing"
In the end...Cobb didn't care about the totem spinning. In every other sequence, he waits until the top falls over, even planting a gun to his head in case he was still in a dream. But by the end...he just doesn't care. He wanted to be with his kids.
Oh...and there ARE differences in the clothing during the DREAM kids and the END OF FILM kids. Subtle...subtle though. I CBF going through the list.
When was the last time we saw it spin until it toppled over? After the sedated dream under Yusuf's chemicals for the first time? WRONNNGGGGGG. Saito interrupts before Cobb can spin it. And we don't see him spin it until the end. WHICH MEANS, the whole sequence could've been a dream from that point. He might still be under sedation from that point.
528-491. What does it mean?
ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. But the deeper we go into Fischer's subconscious, the more HE thinks they start to mean something, and in the end, he uses the numbers to open a safe WITHIN his mind, thinking that the combination meant something.
The henchman SUCK at aiming during the snow level. Um...that's because they're technically working for Fischer, who no longer sees the entire team as enemies. I still don't get why they didn't disappear completely. But...that would've been a boring movie.
"Mal. Bad. In the latin." -Firefly quote from the 2nd episode, but it's relevant, seeing as the antagonist's name is MAL.
You know how in a dream, the projections can detect an intruder, and they start staring, then act hostile? When Cobb is walking out of the airport, his entire crew is just...staring at him. Along with Fischer, who gives a glance.
Ok, that was a weak point. Still, that scene was very surreal.
Ok...Or maybe it wasn't a dream. He woke up, got his kids back. Happy ending. It's logical, and it's the ending I choose to believe.
The END...or is it?
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Some completely generic facts about me
Most cans of Coke drunk in one night: 12.
(coincidentally I was diagnosed with Diabetes the next morning...jokes)
It was Coke Zero. As in...zero harmful effects...
*eye twitches*
Name of Fender guitar: Ellen Page <3
Name of old guitar: Piece o' crap.
Name of acoustic: Piece o' wood.
My ipod has a chip on the side...and I have no idea how it happened. Maybe I chewed on it...
Most amount of money spent on earphones that were broken within a week: 37 bucks. I think. Round it off.
Amount of DVD's: About 50.
Amount of pirate DVD's: About 250.
Hours wasted in year 12: About all of it.
Hours spent actually studying: About none of it.
Number of songs I can play on the guitar: Actually...very few I memorise. Maybe like 4. With a tab, maybe 100.
My favorite band: Nothing. Everything.
My favorite food: Kettle's. Fucking addicted. Chilli.
My favorite form of torture: Uh...
Greatest film in the world: Fight Club.
Second greatest: Juno.
Third greatest: Hot Fuzz.
My favorite song has to be Hey Ya. Goddamn it's awesome.
I have a love/hate relationship with my life.
I hate/hate my uni.
My red hoodie is my most prized possession.
I have to go to a uni review course tomorrow D: that's where they rag on about you failing and you explain why you did. I plan to turn on the waterworks...watch this space to see if it works.
My Samsung S7330 recently stopped vibrating. If anyone knows how to fix it I will shut up about Ellen Page for a week. Two weeks. Maybe a month...
I REALLY want to fix this goddamn phone >.<
I love karaoke. I suck, suck, SUCK at it.
I love movies. I have a epic taste in movies.
I love music. I have the weirdest taste in music. In my current playlist, I have Aqua's 'Barbie Girl', followed by Cradle Of Filth's 'Coffin Fodder', then some random crap from anything thrown in.
Like my personality, my music taste changes as fast as you can say...something.
I'm possibly the least stereotypical Asian ever. I suck at maths, I dress like a bogan, I don't obsess about my hair, I don't play WoW, I can't speak/read/write Chinese, I have a big dic-
Uh...let's move on.
I DO however, like cute little Asian things. I like anything cute. They're...cute. Come on.
Needs an adequate amount of booze before I start dancing and acting all gay.
If I tell anything else, well then it's just not a challenge anymore, is it?
Peace.
(coincidentally I was diagnosed with Diabetes the next morning...jokes)
It was Coke Zero. As in...zero harmful effects...
*eye twitches*
Name of Fender guitar: Ellen Page <3
Name of old guitar: Piece o' crap.
Name of acoustic: Piece o' wood.
My ipod has a chip on the side...and I have no idea how it happened. Maybe I chewed on it...
Most amount of money spent on earphones that were broken within a week: 37 bucks. I think. Round it off.
Amount of DVD's: About 50.
Amount of pirate DVD's: About 250.
Hours wasted in year 12: About all of it.
Hours spent actually studying: About none of it.
Number of songs I can play on the guitar: Actually...very few I memorise. Maybe like 4. With a tab, maybe 100.
My favorite band: Nothing. Everything.
My favorite food: Kettle's. Fucking addicted. Chilli.
My favorite form of torture: Uh...
Greatest film in the world: Fight Club.
Second greatest: Juno.
Third greatest: Hot Fuzz.
My favorite song has to be Hey Ya. Goddamn it's awesome.
I have a love/hate relationship with my life.
I hate/hate my uni.
My red hoodie is my most prized possession.
I have to go to a uni review course tomorrow D: that's where they rag on about you failing and you explain why you did. I plan to turn on the waterworks...watch this space to see if it works.
My Samsung S7330 recently stopped vibrating. If anyone knows how to fix it I will shut up about Ellen Page for a week. Two weeks. Maybe a month...
I REALLY want to fix this goddamn phone >.<
I love karaoke. I suck, suck, SUCK at it.
I love movies. I have a epic taste in movies.
I love music. I have the weirdest taste in music. In my current playlist, I have Aqua's 'Barbie Girl', followed by Cradle Of Filth's 'Coffin Fodder', then some random crap from anything thrown in.
Like my personality, my music taste changes as fast as you can say...something.
I'm possibly the least stereotypical Asian ever. I suck at maths, I dress like a bogan, I don't obsess about my hair, I don't play WoW, I can't speak/read/write Chinese, I have a big dic-
Uh...let's move on.
I DO however, like cute little Asian things. I like anything cute. They're...cute. Come on.
Needs an adequate amount of booze before I start dancing and acting all gay.
If I tell anything else, well then it's just not a challenge anymore, is it?
Peace.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Why you should NEVER drive with your parents
Driving is great fun.
Driving with Asian parents is the exact opposite.
But I don't blame them, if you've ever been to China you'd see how fucking CRAZY the driving is over there. I swear, in a taxi I saw the speedometer hit 150km/h. Then again, I was half dead at the time. But I looked around and my whole family had their eyes tightly shut and they all looked like they were about to barf.
Scariest car ride ever.
While backing out of driveway at 2km/h:
Mother: "WATCH OUT, YOU'RE GOING TO CRASH, YOU'RE GOING TO FAST!"
Me: (Eventually backs out of driveway after six hours)
Don't even THINK about listening to music while driving. This one was actually my fault. Kept on speeding because I was listening to some speed metal -___-
And for gods sake, do headchecks. And in my parents case, do them for half an hour. Seriously, I'm meant to indicate, look quickly and then change lanes. My parents are under the impression that I should indicate, look, look, look, look, change while looking, continue looking, turn off indicator, and if I'm lucky, stop looking.
Seriously, the only reason I'd be looking for that long is if Ellen Page was in the car behind me.
I wish I got my P's :(
Monday, August 16, 2010
Because I love music...
I'm going to share with you my 5 favorite albums in my...well short life span. I'm sure something better will come along, but in the meantime:
(While trying to learn the guitar: "I must be musical, I have hundreds of CD's!")
For the sake of not being a douche, I'm keeping it to this decade strictly. Except for this one:
Number 5:
Dream Theater
Metropolis, Pt. 2: Scenes from a Memory
It's pretty epic. And I do mean that in the strictest sense. EPIC. There's accordions, jazz crap, and I'm sure I heard a harp at one point.
It's a 'Prog-rock' album, to coin it in literally. Dream Theater are a band that have usually stayed underground, but has a massive fanbase there. I am one of those self proclaimed fans, and this is easily their masterpiece. Insane time signatures, tight production, epic keyboards, the whole jazz. It's a concept album about a guy called Nicholas discovering his past incarnation as some broad called Victoria, and what led to her death. For a album, it's a pretty interesting story. And the last track is probably the best in terms of catchiness, music quality, and story.
So give it a listen. It's pretty tough to sit through the whole thing in one go, but it's even worse to pause it halfway and do something else...like listen to THIS ALBUM!
(I love a good segue^_^)
Number 4:
Coheed and Cambria
Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume One: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness
Yeah, it's another "PROGRESSIVE" album, but shut up, I'm listening to it right now :)
And yes, it's ANOTHER concept album, but unlike the last one, I have no fucking clue what they're singing about. But goddamn, it's still amazing.
The first half is more of a radio-friendly, anthem sounding catchy sorta style of music, while the second half transcends into a more progressive, rock opera style. It's hard to say which half is better. I listen to the first half much more, but the second half is just superior in terms of...well...it shows how much C&C have evolved. Of course, it couldn't have worked at all if it wasn't for the brilliant voice of Claudio Sanchez. Seriously, this guy can sing. And if you're wondering how they pull up live, just check out the Neverender DVD. It can, and it's amazing how multi-talented Sanchez is, pulling off complicated riffs while singing his heart out. Top track would definitely be Apollo 1: The Writing Writer. Yeah, retarded name, but it's damn catchy, the lead guitar work is sensational, and it harbors some great lyrics:
I don't want to go
So come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own accord
So cry on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
-believe me, when you hear the song, you'll agree the lyrics are great.
I lack a proper segue for number
3 (hey, actually that segue worked ok):
Parkway Drive
Horizons
Huh. So, we've dived into the dangerous territory of 'metalcore'. Don't be hating, don't close my blog now and send me hate mail, it's actually a pretty decent album. The shortest album on this list, still clocking a hefty 38 minutes of pure, raw, energy. Seriously, this band gets you pumped, makes you wanna mosh. And that's what makes it work. Insane guitars, ground shaking drums and...well...non existent bass mixed with some quality screaming. It just works. The screaming isn't too heavy, and there's even some clean vocals thrown in for the rhythmic parts, when it dies down for a moment, or when it's building up to the final chorus or solo. Guitars are quality as well. I'm still trying to learn the breathtaking solo for "Breaking Point". Best song? Romance is De-
Wait, that's on their first album >.<.
I'd say...Five Months. It's really good. Either that or Carrion.
So moving on, if there's anyone still reading...
Number 2:
Rise Against
The Sufferer & the Witness
Ohhhh man. Rise Against. One of my favorite bands. What got me into the whole live gig scene thing, kinda. Well, I really wanted to see them live, and I did, does that count?
No complicated story here. Just, like the previous album, energy. Fist pumping anthems that were created to yell/sing along to, moshing and what-not. Your heart starts beating faster when you know the great bit is coming up, Tim McIlrath sings with passion and power, and you swear you've never heard any other band do the (usually generic) Punk Rock genre with as much love as these guys. And don't be doubting yourself, you haven't heard punk rock until you've heard this album. Yes, I chose to put them under Punk Rock. I think it's fitting, to a degree. Best song? Behind Closed Doors. Which is why I was heartbroken when they didn't play it live. Oh well, there's always next time.
Oh, finally, we've reached number 1. Oh no wait, this means I have to go back to my crappy accounting work ^_^
Number 1:
Streetlight Manifesto
Somewhere In The Between
Right. Saxophones. Punk rhythm guitars. Actual BASS. Decent vocals. Trumpets. It's a full scale orchestra for the punk. But technically it's called Ska, or if you want to get REALLY technical, Third Wave Ska. Ska Punk is a genre I rarely listen to, yet here is my number one. Why? Because no one does it better, and it's not only an amazingly technical accomplishment, it's tied together with band members who have mastered their instruments, an amazing leader of Tomas Kalnoky, and some damn, DAMN FINE lyrics.
Yes, I'm creaming myself over this album. It's just that good. From the starting song it assaults you with a cacophony of saxophones, trumpets, drums, bass and that light ska-rhythm guitar that is so well renowned. This is easily the best ska album I've listened to, and it's mix of jazz and punk works so bloody well, it's like peanut butter and chocolate, or me and a vinyl player. It's goddamn delicious. Wait...that analogy doesn't work...
Favorite track has to be The Receiving End Of It All. Yeah, not going into it. It's good. Really good. An amazing song in an already amazing album. The one flaw it has is the track listing. The Title track would've worked amazing if it was the closing track, but hey, nobody's perfect. But this is about as close as you can get.
There it is folks. I had fun writing this, so I don't care if you hate it :)
Oh hell, here's some other albums that have wowed me, influenced me, but I couldn't find the words to talk about them:
Iron Maiden- Powerslave
Black Sabbath- Paranoid
Megadeth- Rust In Peace, Peace Sells....But Who's Buying?
Metallica- Master Of Puppets, Ride The Lightning, Kill 'em All.
Journey- Um...whatever one that had Don't Stop Believing
Children Of Bodom- Follow The Reaper
Led Zeppelin- I, II, III, IV
Parkway Drive- Killing With A Smile
A Day To Remember- Homesick
Rise Against- All the others besides The Unraveling
Enter Shikari- Take To The Skies, Common Dreads
Alexisonfire- Crisis (actually, this would've been in my top 6 ^_^)
Avenged Sevenfold- City Of Evil (top 7 ^_^)
(While trying to learn the guitar: "I must be musical, I have hundreds of CD's!")
For the sake of not being a douche, I'm keeping it to this decade strictly. Except for this one:
Number 5:
Dream Theater
Metropolis, Pt. 2: Scenes from a Memory
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| Is it meant to be one of those psychological tests? Cos...i see a face |
It's pretty epic. And I do mean that in the strictest sense. EPIC. There's accordions, jazz crap, and I'm sure I heard a harp at one point.
It's a 'Prog-rock' album, to coin it in literally. Dream Theater are a band that have usually stayed underground, but has a massive fanbase there. I am one of those self proclaimed fans, and this is easily their masterpiece. Insane time signatures, tight production, epic keyboards, the whole jazz. It's a concept album about a guy called Nicholas discovering his past incarnation as some broad called Victoria, and what led to her death. For a album, it's a pretty interesting story. And the last track is probably the best in terms of catchiness, music quality, and story.
So give it a listen. It's pretty tough to sit through the whole thing in one go, but it's even worse to pause it halfway and do something else...like listen to THIS ALBUM!
(I love a good segue^_^)
Number 4:
Coheed and Cambria
Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume One: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness
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| I can't believe they fit the title on the cover O_O |
Yeah, it's another "PROGRESSIVE" album, but shut up, I'm listening to it right now :)
And yes, it's ANOTHER concept album, but unlike the last one, I have no fucking clue what they're singing about. But goddamn, it's still amazing.
The first half is more of a radio-friendly, anthem sounding catchy sorta style of music, while the second half transcends into a more progressive, rock opera style. It's hard to say which half is better. I listen to the first half much more, but the second half is just superior in terms of...well...it shows how much C&C have evolved. Of course, it couldn't have worked at all if it wasn't for the brilliant voice of Claudio Sanchez. Seriously, this guy can sing. And if you're wondering how they pull up live, just check out the Neverender DVD. It can, and it's amazing how multi-talented Sanchez is, pulling off complicated riffs while singing his heart out. Top track would definitely be Apollo 1: The Writing Writer. Yeah, retarded name, but it's damn catchy, the lead guitar work is sensational, and it harbors some great lyrics:
I don't want to go
So come on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own accord
So cry on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
-believe me, when you hear the song, you'll agree the lyrics are great.
I lack a proper segue for number
3 (hey, actually that segue worked ok):
Parkway Drive
Horizons
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| Seriously, you can't expect a witty caption for every one, can ya? |
Huh. So, we've dived into the dangerous territory of 'metalcore'. Don't be hating, don't close my blog now and send me hate mail, it's actually a pretty decent album. The shortest album on this list, still clocking a hefty 38 minutes of pure, raw, energy. Seriously, this band gets you pumped, makes you wanna mosh. And that's what makes it work. Insane guitars, ground shaking drums and...well...non existent bass mixed with some quality screaming. It just works. The screaming isn't too heavy, and there's even some clean vocals thrown in for the rhythmic parts, when it dies down for a moment, or when it's building up to the final chorus or solo. Guitars are quality as well. I'm still trying to learn the breathtaking solo for "Breaking Point". Best song? Romance is De-
Wait, that's on their first album >.<.
I'd say...Five Months. It's really good. Either that or Carrion.
So moving on, if there's anyone still reading...
Number 2:
Rise Against
The Sufferer & the Witness
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| Uh...I see a couple coffee stains. Seriously. Might need some help here... |
Ohhhh man. Rise Against. One of my favorite bands. What got me into the whole live gig scene thing, kinda. Well, I really wanted to see them live, and I did, does that count?
No complicated story here. Just, like the previous album, energy. Fist pumping anthems that were created to yell/sing along to, moshing and what-not. Your heart starts beating faster when you know the great bit is coming up, Tim McIlrath sings with passion and power, and you swear you've never heard any other band do the (usually generic) Punk Rock genre with as much love as these guys. And don't be doubting yourself, you haven't heard punk rock until you've heard this album. Yes, I chose to put them under Punk Rock. I think it's fitting, to a degree. Best song? Behind Closed Doors. Which is why I was heartbroken when they didn't play it live. Oh well, there's always next time.
Oh, finally, we've reached number 1. Oh no wait, this means I have to go back to my crappy accounting work ^_^
Number 1:
Streetlight Manifesto
Somewhere In The Between
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| And taking the prize for shittiest album cover in a blogpost full of shitty album covers... |
Right. Saxophones. Punk rhythm guitars. Actual BASS. Decent vocals. Trumpets. It's a full scale orchestra for the punk. But technically it's called Ska, or if you want to get REALLY technical, Third Wave Ska. Ska Punk is a genre I rarely listen to, yet here is my number one. Why? Because no one does it better, and it's not only an amazingly technical accomplishment, it's tied together with band members who have mastered their instruments, an amazing leader of Tomas Kalnoky, and some damn, DAMN FINE lyrics.
Yes, I'm creaming myself over this album. It's just that good. From the starting song it assaults you with a cacophony of saxophones, trumpets, drums, bass and that light ska-rhythm guitar that is so well renowned. This is easily the best ska album I've listened to, and it's mix of jazz and punk works so bloody well, it's like peanut butter and chocolate, or me and a vinyl player. It's goddamn delicious. Wait...that analogy doesn't work...
Favorite track has to be The Receiving End Of It All. Yeah, not going into it. It's good. Really good. An amazing song in an already amazing album. The one flaw it has is the track listing. The Title track would've worked amazing if it was the closing track, but hey, nobody's perfect. But this is about as close as you can get.
There it is folks. I had fun writing this, so I don't care if you hate it :)
Oh hell, here's some other albums that have wowed me, influenced me, but I couldn't find the words to talk about them:
Iron Maiden- Powerslave
Black Sabbath- Paranoid
Megadeth- Rust In Peace, Peace Sells....But Who's Buying?
Metallica- Master Of Puppets, Ride The Lightning, Kill 'em All.
Journey- Um...whatever one that had Don't Stop Believing
Children Of Bodom- Follow The Reaper
Led Zeppelin- I, II, III, IV
Parkway Drive- Killing With A Smile
A Day To Remember- Homesick
Rise Against- All the others besides The Unraveling
Enter Shikari- Take To The Skies, Common Dreads
Alexisonfire- Crisis (actually, this would've been in my top 6 ^_^)
Avenged Sevenfold- City Of Evil (top 7 ^_^)
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