March 2010.
1. Two Door Cinema Club - Underground Martyn
2. LCD Soundsystem - All My Friends
3. Tricky - Black Steel
4. Pretty Girls Make Graves - The New Romance
5. Big Black - Bad Penny
6. Dead Kennedys - Let's Lynch the Landlord
7. Suicide - Rocket USA
8. Black Flag - Damaged II
9. Sonic Youth - Silver Rocket
10. Radiohead - No Apologies
11. Pulp - Cocaine Socialism
12. Coaltar of the Deepers - Sueisfine
13. One Hundred Hurricanes - Duke Hat
14. Hard-Fi - Stars of CCTV
15. Boris - Woman on the Screen
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Cigarettes Along the Ashtray.
Sitting, waiting, looking, talking, staring, glaring, smelling, leaning, seeing, resting, wonder, ponder, pointing into yonder. Nothing much happening in these past few days. Olympics. Hoo-Hah. School. Hell-hole. Money. Low. Gas. Expensive. Volume. High. Call of Duty. Everyday. Climate. Cool. Toliet Paper. Gone. Simply, simply, simply, nothing much to say. Nothing much to do. So await, sedate, extrapolate for fate to deliver some worth exciting to happen.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Mindless Banter, Session 6.
Shades of blue pick the toes of all my feet,
and the weather surrenders into the frost.
Palms closed, and my eyes wide shut
to see somber in another life,
caught and stumbled onto the quagmire,
strife found its way through
every single drop stars shed in melancholy.
I think i've made it into the other side of things,
still, i don't believe you know my name.
The center caught up to my feet
and i'm back in the crowd.
It was only then i felt the first drop on my back.
and the weather surrenders into the frost.
Palms closed, and my eyes wide shut
to see somber in another life,
caught and stumbled onto the quagmire,
strife found its way through
every single drop stars shed in melancholy.
I think i've made it into the other side of things,
still, i don't believe you know my name.
The center caught up to my feet
and i'm back in the crowd.
It was only then i felt the first drop on my back.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Romance is Boring.
The Valentine's Day tradition for me.
This will be its 6th year.
Enjoy.
"Really, I’ve never noticed a girl like you before.
Obdurate hearts like mine has never came across these unfamiliar plains.
Maybe, it’s only just my thoughts thinking louder then logic will allow.
As I’m hoping that these ideas would just go away.
Nothing spectacular about the way you dress or the way your face is shaped.
Could just be the lighting in the room or the sunlight though the glass
Either way, emotions will always steer us the wrong way.
I’m convinced that romance is boring.
Somehow, for a moment, I caught you smiling as you caught me staring.
Nothing got me so invigorated then the sounds of my heartbeat thumping
Elements of affliction surfaced in my mind but I wouldn’t let these thoughts show.
Vivid in every single color, I’d wish to find us a fairy tale ending.
Eighty-seven times I tried writing it all out so you’d understand.
Right or just mistaken, I just would like to tell you in every single way
But just don’t think of me in the worst of intentions;
Only if romance wasn’t so complicated.
Roses or chocolate always seems too generic these days.
I know that everyone wants something close to heart
Nevertheless, I went and gathered all the pocket change collected,
Gone to the department stores to buy her things shaped in crystal.
Waiting for tomorrow, I wished to see the delighted look on your face.
Hoping to hold you along my chest and dance so ever after;
Even if romance wasn’t so expansive.
Now I stand in an array of swirling colors, as I’m entering your presence.
You glanced and waltzed your way with a white glow following your every move.
Only this time, I found my hands stuck deep in mid-air, calling your name.
Unfortunately, you never heard, and some other guy whisked you away.
Rolling over back into the crossroads, as I fold back along the frosty winds,
Ever so, I wished to think this wasn’t the ending fate had created
As her shining glare burns my hopes in to carbonic ash.
Romance, I found, is not always for the one who desires it most;
Or for the dresses up and wait for its call to arrive.
Underneath all the heartbreak and short-comings, hearts of paramours continue on
Never look back to regret, but always venture into unknown.
Don’t ever think romance is ever boring. "
This will be its 6th year.
Enjoy.
"Really, I’ve never noticed a girl like you before.
Obdurate hearts like mine has never came across these unfamiliar plains.
Maybe, it’s only just my thoughts thinking louder then logic will allow.
As I’m hoping that these ideas would just go away.
Nothing spectacular about the way you dress or the way your face is shaped.
Could just be the lighting in the room or the sunlight though the glass
Either way, emotions will always steer us the wrong way.
I’m convinced that romance is boring.
Somehow, for a moment, I caught you smiling as you caught me staring.
Nothing got me so invigorated then the sounds of my heartbeat thumping
Elements of affliction surfaced in my mind but I wouldn’t let these thoughts show.
Vivid in every single color, I’d wish to find us a fairy tale ending.
Eighty-seven times I tried writing it all out so you’d understand.
Right or just mistaken, I just would like to tell you in every single way
But just don’t think of me in the worst of intentions;
Only if romance wasn’t so complicated.
Roses or chocolate always seems too generic these days.
I know that everyone wants something close to heart
Nevertheless, I went and gathered all the pocket change collected,
Gone to the department stores to buy her things shaped in crystal.
Waiting for tomorrow, I wished to see the delighted look on your face.
Hoping to hold you along my chest and dance so ever after;
Even if romance wasn’t so expansive.
Now I stand in an array of swirling colors, as I’m entering your presence.
You glanced and waltzed your way with a white glow following your every move.
Only this time, I found my hands stuck deep in mid-air, calling your name.
Unfortunately, you never heard, and some other guy whisked you away.
Rolling over back into the crossroads, as I fold back along the frosty winds,
Ever so, I wished to think this wasn’t the ending fate had created
As her shining glare burns my hopes in to carbonic ash.
Romance, I found, is not always for the one who desires it most;
Or for the dresses up and wait for its call to arrive.
Underneath all the heartbreak and short-comings, hearts of paramours continue on
Never look back to regret, but always venture into unknown.
Don’t ever think romance is ever boring. "
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Driving Made Easy.
Driving test would be a lot easier automated.
Better then waking up 5 in morning and wait over three hours,
to find out the DMV's closed due to toxic fumes spreading.
(Turned out to be a homemade meth lab.)
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Noodles Are The Strings Of The Lord.
In the beginning, He created the earth below, the heavens above, and everything in between. He passed on his word through his followers, through his miracles, and through His books preserving stories and his spoken word. I’m talking of course about the Flying Spaghetti Monster and Pastafarianism, but if you know about Catholicism, you’d see there’s already a similarity between the two. Both are considered to be “a truth” of the creation of life & everything in existence; a guideline on how life should be lived, and a teaching of morals for living one’s life. However, the truth is, Catholicism was created by handful of people long ago to bring people together by their beliefs; Pastafarianism is in fact a parody of modern religion, created to challenge the decision to require teaching of intelligent design as an alternative to evolution in public schools in Kansas. Its written creator,Bobby Henderson, wrote the idea of the Flying Spaghetti as a practical joke toward people who took religion too seriously . But then again, religion is quite a practical joke to begin with anyway...
Once again, in the beginning of the earth, Catholics believe God created the world, the heavens, and all of existence in six days, and finally resting for the seventh day, where all believers gather to praise his gift of creation. The story carries on though stories, revealing conflict between the first few humans, (for example, the story of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden and the first temptation of man) in light of showing the correct morals and revealing the temptation of the devil and all alike. Through hardship and conflict, the Lord tests the faith of their followers, even in a flawed earth. And in the afterlife, depending on how we lived our life, we can choose between living in eternal paradise in the clouds of Heaven, or suffer in the flames of hell. These stories and books written by a handful of writers/followers of the Lord would later become the Old Testament in the Bible.
For the Pastafarians, the beginning of creation was somewhat similar. It starts with the creation of the universe by an invisible and undetectable Flying Spaghetti Monster. On the first day, He separated the water from the heavens and on the second, he created land, as he could not tread water for long and grew tired of flying. With land, he also created a volcano spewing beer, and the satisfied Flying Spaghetti Monster drank from the volcano and awoke on the third day hungover. The Monster's intoxication was the cause for a flawed Earth, and on this day, the Flying Spaghetti Monster spawned a little midget, which he later named Man. Man and an equally short woman lived happily in the Olive Garden of Eden. When we reach the end of our lives, the Monster promises a paradise in Heaven, which contains a beer volcano and a stripper factory. Hell is similar to the heaven, except that the beer is stale and the strippers have STDs. As a test of faith to all Pastafarians, the creation of evolution was planted by the Flying Spaghetti Monster. These stories are recorded in, “The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.” Both the Bible and “The Gospel” can be bought at any bookstore for the right price, of course.
Like many religions, it has traditions, such as commandments, holidays, and ceremonies celebrating saints, martyrs, and most importantly angels, who inspire miracles; and on the Catholic Calendar, such as Lent, Pentecost, St. Patrick’s Day, Easter, and the most popular one is the birth of Christ, also known as, Christmas. In the Catholic Community, they live by the Ten Commandments, brought down from Mount Sinai by Moses, that are simple to understand and are abided by those who aren’t Catholic. At the house of their worship, they read from the Bible and similar traditions practiced since the time of Jesus Christ, the human form of the Lord. And at the end of every prayer read to thank the Lord above, they conclude it with ‘Amen.’
In the Pastafarianism world, it is very similar. Where Catholicism has saints and angels, Pastafarianism has pirates, as they are considered, “peace-loving explorers and spreaders of good will" who distributed candy to small children (Henderson, Open Letter). Due to the decreasing numbers of ‘good ol’, fun-loving pirates,’ the Flying Spaghetti Monster responded by increasing global temperatures, causing global warming everywhere (parodying the rule ‘correlation does not equal causation’). Proof of this relationship with the observation is that “many people dress up as pirates for Halloween, and the months following October 31 are generally cooler than those that precede it” (Henderson, Gospel). They also have a handful of holidays, such as “International Talk Like a Pirate Day” (which is actually on September 19) and a vaguely entitled, “Holiday.” Holiday does not take place on a specific date and there are no specific requirements for Holiday (which parodies everyone saying “Happy Holidays” in the clump of holidays, such as Christmas, Hanukkah and Kwanzaa). Like the Ten Commandments, they have the Eight "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts," brought down from Mount Salsa by pirate Captain Mosey, which obviously parodies what most religions are actually doing, both intentionally and unintentionally. While there are no churches to celebrate His Noodly Goodness, as read in the Sixth “I Really Rather You Didn’ts,” they conclude each prayer with the word of Noodle, “R’ Amen.”
After many generations passing, and centuries go by with conflict and wars declared in the name of one’s religion, human nature doesn’t often change. Sometimes, it takes a joke to point out the irony in what is something sacred and cherished upon on human beliefs. While the nouns and the adjectives between both Catholicism and Pastafarianism are extremely different on how it is presented and written, the verbs, the actions, and the symbolism connects the two, and presents a façade of modern religion. While the world itself isn’t perfect, and that it holds many scattered ideas of its creation; we must remember is that, Religion was created as a guideline to live life at its fullest. Regardless, we must respect others, whoever they are or what they believe in, as it is not the religion that defines the person, it is the choices they make. “Only this and forever more, R’Amen.”
Once again, in the beginning of the earth, Catholics believe God created the world, the heavens, and all of existence in six days, and finally resting for the seventh day, where all believers gather to praise his gift of creation. The story carries on though stories, revealing conflict between the first few humans, (for example, the story of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden and the first temptation of man) in light of showing the correct morals and revealing the temptation of the devil and all alike. Through hardship and conflict, the Lord tests the faith of their followers, even in a flawed earth. And in the afterlife, depending on how we lived our life, we can choose between living in eternal paradise in the clouds of Heaven, or suffer in the flames of hell. These stories and books written by a handful of writers/followers of the Lord would later become the Old Testament in the Bible.
For the Pastafarians, the beginning of creation was somewhat similar. It starts with the creation of the universe by an invisible and undetectable Flying Spaghetti Monster. On the first day, He separated the water from the heavens and on the second, he created land, as he could not tread water for long and grew tired of flying. With land, he also created a volcano spewing beer, and the satisfied Flying Spaghetti Monster drank from the volcano and awoke on the third day hungover. The Monster's intoxication was the cause for a flawed Earth, and on this day, the Flying Spaghetti Monster spawned a little midget, which he later named Man. Man and an equally short woman lived happily in the Olive Garden of Eden. When we reach the end of our lives, the Monster promises a paradise in Heaven, which contains a beer volcano and a stripper factory. Hell is similar to the heaven, except that the beer is stale and the strippers have STDs. As a test of faith to all Pastafarians, the creation of evolution was planted by the Flying Spaghetti Monster. These stories are recorded in, “The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.” Both the Bible and “The Gospel” can be bought at any bookstore for the right price, of course.
Like many religions, it has traditions, such as commandments, holidays, and ceremonies celebrating saints, martyrs, and most importantly angels, who inspire miracles; and on the Catholic Calendar, such as Lent, Pentecost, St. Patrick’s Day, Easter, and the most popular one is the birth of Christ, also known as, Christmas. In the Catholic Community, they live by the Ten Commandments, brought down from Mount Sinai by Moses, that are simple to understand and are abided by those who aren’t Catholic. At the house of their worship, they read from the Bible and similar traditions practiced since the time of Jesus Christ, the human form of the Lord. And at the end of every prayer read to thank the Lord above, they conclude it with ‘Amen.’
In the Pastafarianism world, it is very similar. Where Catholicism has saints and angels, Pastafarianism has pirates, as they are considered, “peace-loving explorers and spreaders of good will" who distributed candy to small children (Henderson, Open Letter). Due to the decreasing numbers of ‘good ol’, fun-loving pirates,’ the Flying Spaghetti Monster responded by increasing global temperatures, causing global warming everywhere (parodying the rule ‘correlation does not equal causation’). Proof of this relationship with the observation is that “many people dress up as pirates for Halloween, and the months following October 31 are generally cooler than those that precede it” (Henderson, Gospel). They also have a handful of holidays, such as “International Talk Like a Pirate Day” (which is actually on September 19) and a vaguely entitled, “Holiday.” Holiday does not take place on a specific date and there are no specific requirements for Holiday (which parodies everyone saying “Happy Holidays” in the clump of holidays, such as Christmas, Hanukkah and Kwanzaa). Like the Ten Commandments, they have the Eight "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts," brought down from Mount Salsa by pirate Captain Mosey, which obviously parodies what most religions are actually doing, both intentionally and unintentionally. While there are no churches to celebrate His Noodly Goodness, as read in the Sixth “I Really Rather You Didn’ts,” they conclude each prayer with the word of Noodle, “R’ Amen.”
After many generations passing, and centuries go by with conflict and wars declared in the name of one’s religion, human nature doesn’t often change. Sometimes, it takes a joke to point out the irony in what is something sacred and cherished upon on human beliefs. While the nouns and the adjectives between both Catholicism and Pastafarianism are extremely different on how it is presented and written, the verbs, the actions, and the symbolism connects the two, and presents a façade of modern religion. While the world itself isn’t perfect, and that it holds many scattered ideas of its creation; we must remember is that, Religion was created as a guideline to live life at its fullest. Regardless, we must respect others, whoever they are or what they believe in, as it is not the religion that defines the person, it is the choices they make. “Only this and forever more, R’Amen.”
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
I'll Be Missing You, Mr. Salinger.
The person who taught me the world is full of phonies and hypocrites;
The guy who never offered to give an introduction;
The poet who never wanted to look back in anger, nor in regret;
The guy who never offered to give an introduction;
The poet who never wanted to look back in anger, nor in regret;
The author who wrote for the new generation;
Where you're going, there will be no phonies.
Rest in Peace, good sir...
Where you're going, there will be no phonies.
Rest in Peace, good sir...
J.D. Salinger
January 1, 1919 - January 27, 2010
January 1, 1919 - January 27, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Thank God for Beer.
Haven't been on for a while, because my computer was in the shop, getting the good motherboard replaced. Still freezes and the same crashes still happens ever so. So far, i went back to writing and putting the video-making on hold for a while. I just finished a paper on how the Flying Spaghetti Monster could kick the ass out of any holy deity. A paradise that includes a stripper factory and a volcano spewing beer. Currently I'm watching a long string of commercials with talking babies, endless tortilla chips, horses carring beer, houses made of beer, drunken nights caused by beer, and beer, beer and more beer. Super.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Thank You, Geek Squad!
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