Political goings on are funny things. Cynical. Yes, indeed. The announcing that Bono was named in th Queen's New Years Honours List before New year. Hmm. And the latest. Old Saddam getting punted. Coincidence that he was punted on the last day of the year?
Thought of the day: How many deaths were caused in Iraq as a result of Saddam? And how many caused in Iraq by the Bush Family?
1 gets hanged, the others rest in splendour.
\That's 2006 for you. contradictory.
Good rindence.
What will change tomorrow?
now't.
happy new year even though its the same as it was the day before and the day before that and the month before that.
and watch out for the wind.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Tail
all this review nonsense. it's everywhere. newspapers, internet, tv. yeah yeah yeah. 2006. hottest and wettest and windiest on record. and?
shitshit shit shit shit, shitshit. Shit.shit; shit.
And thats it.
That's all that can be said about it all.
The year that was.
shitshit shit shit shit, shitshit. Shit.shit; shit.
And thats it.
That's all that can be said about it all.
The year that was.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
King.
Soundwaves. That's all it is.
Agree or disagree. Doesn't really matter either way.
Album of the year:
The Warning by Hot Chip.
Hmm. Something for everything=official line.
unofficial line=electronic music is by all accounts cold and unfeeling. Souless. This is far from it. Soul. Warm. Emotional. The sheer joyness of repetition on 'over and over' to the drumandbass mayhem of 'careful' and the pure eternal summer-popness of 'boy from school'. To the unlistenable 'look after you'.
Notable=the sexiness brought back by CSS. Hipster baiting. Explicitness and utter disregard for pop tradition. why is that we stand so still people gonna start thinking we're statues. Makes me want to learn Portugese.
The Rapture.
Single of the year:
When we were young by the Killers.
Just listen to it. 3minutes 40sec. Single length. Verse. Builds after the chorus. And that descending bit a la Springsteen at 1minute 49. Slows and then that squealing guitar. Doesn't look abit like Jesus.
Song of the year:
Dance with me by The Juan MacLean
14miuntes 7 seconds.
A shuffling song. It starts, then slows,then starts. Almost ambient at times, high-hat strewn. Piano infused. All held together but a hypnotic female vocal. A vocal that is close to crying with desperation yet at times with a weariness more associated with being close to sleep. Hey uh huh move like this. come on over and dance with me. don't you wanna dance with me? =i wish she would. really.
notable=original run by LCD Soundsystem.
Agree or disagree. Doesn't really matter either way.
Album of the year:
The Warning by Hot Chip.
Hmm. Something for everything=official line.
unofficial line=electronic music is by all accounts cold and unfeeling. Souless. This is far from it. Soul. Warm. Emotional. The sheer joyness of repetition on 'over and over' to the drumandbass mayhem of 'careful' and the pure eternal summer-popness of 'boy from school'. To the unlistenable 'look after you'.
Notable=the sexiness brought back by CSS. Hipster baiting. Explicitness and utter disregard for pop tradition. why is that we stand so still people gonna start thinking we're statues. Makes me want to learn Portugese.
The Rapture.
Single of the year:
When we were young by the Killers.
Just listen to it. 3minutes 40sec. Single length. Verse. Builds after the chorus. And that descending bit a la Springsteen at 1minute 49. Slows and then that squealing guitar. Doesn't look abit like Jesus.
Song of the year:
Dance with me by The Juan MacLean
14miuntes 7 seconds.
A shuffling song. It starts, then slows,then starts. Almost ambient at times, high-hat strewn. Piano infused. All held together but a hypnotic female vocal. A vocal that is close to crying with desperation yet at times with a weariness more associated with being close to sleep. Hey uh huh move like this. come on over and dance with me. don't you wanna dance with me? =i wish she would. really.
notable=original run by LCD Soundsystem.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
f12
The 3 month build up ends today.
Is it worth all the build up and the stress?
Not going to comment. Everyone has his or her own story to tell.
Alas, Mr. James Brown passed away. His influence may not be as obvious as the likes of Elvis or Lennon yet it's everywhere.
Just get a James Brown cd and you'll hear it. It's as simple as that. It's just makes you want to tap your feet. It might, on a good day make you want to swing your hips.
Merrychristmas.
Is it worth all the build up and the stress?
Not going to comment. Everyone has his or her own story to tell.
Alas, Mr. James Brown passed away. His influence may not be as obvious as the likes of Elvis or Lennon yet it's everywhere.
Just get a James Brown cd and you'll hear it. It's as simple as that. It's just makes you want to tap your feet. It might, on a good day make you want to swing your hips.
Merrychristmas.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Patients.
Hmm.
Guess I should be coming out with something infinitly profound now that I'm suddenly thrust into the next decade of my life. That and all the other important and adult goings on recently, I do think I should make a wise statement or something...
But.
It's just another day. Everyone doing whatever it is they do. Shopping, stressing or just faffing. You go outside and everyone has their own mission. 'Eh, hello it's my birthday right now'. But no-one knows or cares. Haha.
I wonder if life is actually just passing me by. Actually, I do wonder that more than alot. Perhaps I'm just being abit stupid. Perhaps I have done quite alot in my 29 years. More than some, that's for sure. Less than others though.
Think I'd better stop otherwise I might start off on a random diatribe that will get me all worked up.
30.
and the same as I was when i was 29.
Guess I should be coming out with something infinitly profound now that I'm suddenly thrust into the next decade of my life. That and all the other important and adult goings on recently, I do think I should make a wise statement or something...
But.
It's just another day. Everyone doing whatever it is they do. Shopping, stressing or just faffing. You go outside and everyone has their own mission. 'Eh, hello it's my birthday right now'. But no-one knows or cares. Haha.
I wonder if life is actually just passing me by. Actually, I do wonder that more than alot. Perhaps I'm just being abit stupid. Perhaps I have done quite alot in my 29 years. More than some, that's for sure. Less than others though.
Think I'd better stop otherwise I might start off on a random diatribe that will get me all worked up.
30.
and the same as I was when i was 29.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Scent
Given up on my assignments. Just can't concentrate. Writing is at a complete standstill and I just can't seem to get out of that mindset. Had I been in the mood, I could have essentially completed assignment 2. Alas, i'm only 3/4 of the way there. Hopefully, by giving myself a few days off, I can get the old 'mojo' back. If not, i'm going to struggle.
Congrats to Uncle Bill and his missus. Baby son safely delievered. Not a moment too early it must be said. Never give someone a borthday on Christmas Eve. It's a crap day to have a birthday 'cos no-one really cares. They are only interested in Christmas, not the birthday itself.
Controversial.but true.
Congrats to Uncle Bill and his missus. Baby son safely delievered. Not a moment too early it must be said. Never give someone a borthday on Christmas Eve. It's a crap day to have a birthday 'cos no-one really cares. They are only interested in Christmas, not the birthday itself.
Controversial.but true.
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