Turbulent Innuendo

2007-04-30T23:28:00.000-04:00

DUDES...

Its almost May.

The year is practically almost halfway over.

How wild is that?

~meh!~

2007-01-08T04:06:00.000-05:00

OH MYGOD.

DO WANT

Yes, I know that the blog has basically degenerated into geekiness.

Oh well.

~meh!~

2006-12-31T02:38:00.001-05:00

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN

2006-12-26T22:41:00.000-05:00

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...

Gears of War is the greatest game ever created.

I'm not even joking.

It's that good.

~meh!~

2006-12-16T17:00:00.000-05:00

GEEK REPORT

Haha, an update. Let's make it about videogamez, k?

So, I'm really super torn between selling the PSP and getting a DS, or keeping the PSP, or being weak and having both.

On the DS side, we've got a Final Fantasy 12 side story, a Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles side story, an already awesome library of games, and it appears that Nintendo is actually (GASP?) inching towards making the DS an online wonderland of WiFi portable goodness.

On the PSP side, Metal Gear Portable Ops came out (which is reason enough for me to keep the thing, it's orgasmic,) a Ratchet and Clank game (also reason enough, Insomniac = best action game company ever,) and a Final Fantasy Tactics game (the coup de grace.)

Will I persevere and keep my PSP? Will I give in to the will of Nintendo and get rid of the PSP, switching to a DS? Or will I become a quivering mass of jelly, and fork up money to keep them both?

Eh, I dunno.

IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS!

~meh!~

2006-12-01T00:22:00.000-05:00

ITS FUCKING DECEMBER!

NEXT POST: SOMETHING LONGER THAN A SENTENCE ALL IN CAPS / A SINGLE PICTURE / A YOUTUBE VIDEO.

MAYBE.

HOLYFUCK THAT WAS MORETHAN A SENTENCE HROEHOFHEOHOLYFUCKSHITTT

~meh!~

2006-11-20T23:37:00.000-05:00

WAAAAAAAAAGH!

Learn ye to fear them.

~meh!~

2006-10-29T23:46:00.000-05:00

THE END?

Sorry Blogger, but I have seen the divine light that is Vox.

Is this the end of me blog?

Iunno.

Uploading videos and audio directly to the site, incorporating those into your site, shared tags with the community, create collections of pictures and movies and audio, directly connected to major sites like YouTube & Amazon... yeah, sounds good to me.

I might keep updating this one, and my Vox.
I might stop updating this one, but keep it here to read later, and just update my Vox.
I might delete this one entirely, and convert completely to Vox.

Eh.

Further updates as events play out.

~meh!~

2006-10-27T00:55:00.000-04:00

GOOD TIMES

I'M BORED

SO HERES A BUNCH OF RANDOM OLD PICTURES OFF MY FLICKR ACCOUNT

3-2-1 GO

PROM

FROM THE LAST FUCKING TIME IT SNOWED

SPEAK NO EVIL
SEE NO EVIL
HEAR NO EVIL

BRIAN
BEFORE THE HAIR

COOPER STILL LOOKS THE SAME

MY BIRTHDAY SOCCER THING
STEFAN YOU'RE STILL AN ASSMUNCH

Okay, enough caps lock.
Ahh, good times indeed.

More proof that I actually need to bring my camera to memorable events.

~meh!~

2006-10-23T00:24:00.000-04:00

I'M A FUCKING DORK

If you find this amusing in any way, then you are as well.

~meh!~

2006-10-19T02:13:00.000-04:00

SWEET GAMING GODS

Goldeneye Source.
A Half-Life 2 modification that completely changes it to a next gen version of Goldeneye.

Just one of the reasons why I'll be buying Half-Life 2 soon...

~meh!~

2006-10-15T17:42:00.000-04:00

HEY SARAH, MARRY ME! FROM JOE.

Alright, let's do this.

Football game on Friday was fun... as per usual. Mojos to eat delicious burgers, spill Sprite over all my clothing, learn what The Awkward Turtle was. Run back, chill with band people, help pit to get in for free. Run to field, look in shock and awe at the Enloe bastards and what they wrote on the field, realize it's bloody cold. Meet up with Thomas and Lauren (?!), more chill with band people, watch halftime show. MORE chill with band people, say bye, go home.

Wake up, drive with Dom, Sean, Jordan, and Marc to competition, get horribly lost and confused before getting there. Chill, watch shows, drink cocoa. Cheer when Broughton performs (helluva) better than last competition, more chill with cold band people, curse and whine when Broughton no win. Bust out, run to Marc's dorm, meet dorm people. Go run to get tacos, run back home, sleep.

Wake up, study, write blog post.

Yep.

Life is packed.

Next update in time for State Fair (yay!) and Mute Math (more yay!)

VIDEO!

We're From Barcelona by I'm From Barcelona

Uh.
My only way to describe this band would be to possibly take The Decemberists, only make them Swiss and add about 24 more members.

Out.

~meh!~

2006-10-13T00:12:00.000-04:00

TWO THINGS

A. That's a freakin' awesome rendition of the Final Fantasy 7 battle theme.
B. That dude has some fuckin' long fingers.

On fall break.

Update pending.

~meh!~

2006-10-09T16:39:00.000-04:00

HM.

October 21st is the supposed day that we're all hitting up the State Fair.

October 21st is also the day that Mute Math hits the Cradle.

Could we do both in a day?

Mebbeh.

But...

THEY HAVE A FUCKING KEYTAR.

MUST SEE.

NEGEAAAH.

Oh, and they're pretty pleasing to the ears, too.

~meh!~

2006-10-09T01:07:00.000-04:00

LOVE RHYMES WITH HIDEOUS CAR WRECK

Okay.

Um, to start out with, I'm not dead. Or maimed. Or injured. Or whatever. And my car is not totalled, mashed, gone, destroyed, or anything of the sort.

That goes out to those of you who be asking. It was just a misunderstanding.

Okay?

Okay.

SO.

This weekend went from sexyuberawesome to eh in the space of a few hours.

So on Friday, Cooper, Dom and I (and later, Rosalie, Kai-ou, and Lucy) journeyed back to the long forgotten land of Chapel Hill to hit the Cat's Cradle. To see Be Your Own Pet. The sexy teen-punk band. And... wow, what an interesting show it was.

The intro band, to start with, whose name we didnt catch (I dont even think they said what they were called, they just started playing) were... um... strange. They were like some hardcore power emo trio, with a guitarist/screamer, a keyboardist, and a SPASTIC drummer. Seriously, it looked like the drummer was about to hit himself in the face most of the time. And all the keyboardist did was crank out some EARSPLITTING chords on the keyboard, while the guitarist played a few notes now and then, and wailed about love and life and Cheerios. Then, they just left. Gone.

Next band, The Black Lips, topped out the first band on sheer WTFness, however. It seemed like the entire band was composed of highschool/college dropouts and who had turned to a life of heroin and music to get by. We had Luigi (yes, the Mario Bro.) on bass, a completely stoned lead guitarist, a rhythm guitarist who looked EERILY like Stefan (only, like, if Stefan were a crack fiend) who had a strange fetish for hawking loogies up into the air and catching them on his face. And another spastic drummer. So they played some strangely poppy sounding metalish stuff, the dude in front of us would not stop dancing, and inbetween songs they lectured us on staying in school and not doing drugs and how their band SUCKS.

Yeah.

Finally, Be Your Own Pet, the most, um, normal band of them all. We have screamy, sorta attractive singer, bassist with the afro who we saw preshow walking into walls (who also had a wierd affinity with shooting out loogies, only this time, into the crowd,) guitarist with too damn much hair, and new drummer who was not Jamin, because Jamin left the band, and that makes me sad. They played through their entire CD in what seemed like 15 minutes (including a song that was literally maybe 45 seconds long, I didn't even recognize it, they went so damn fast) and then they left. No encore. Aww.

All in all, not the greatest show I've seen at the Cradle, but still worth going to. Hanging out with mates is always worth it, and I hadn't seen Kai-ou in like forevers. Yep.

Then I went home and passed out.

Couldn't go to soccer the next day, because I had to go see The Lion King (the Broadway show) for Andrew's birthday. Most people would leap at joy to see the show, but A. I've already seen it, and B. I'd much rather hang out with friends than go sit through a 3 hour long show.

Eh.

Then I slept, played Tekken, and basically lounged around for the rest of the weekend.

Classes for three days.

Fall break starts Wednesday night.

Woo.

Oh yeah, for the video...

This is an Inside Edition from 1988, covering the NES. Remember those good old days? When video games in the media didnt equal death, sex and destruction.

Also, I totally still have my pair of Super Mario underwear.

~meh!~

2006-10-06T15:23:00.000-04:00

be your own PET

More updates and pictures and stuff after we go see them tonight EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

~meh!~

2006-10-01T22:57:00.000-04:00

HMM

~meh!~

2006-09-27T00:19:00.000-04:00

RECOMMENDED LISTENING

EDIT: More junk added.

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~ Into The Blue Again by The Album Leaf ~

Eh... I suppose it would be easiest to compare this album to anything by The Postal Service. It's got the same peaceful, transcendent vibe that The Postal Service possesses, but it's somehow a bit darker. That's not to say it's gothy or emo or whatever. It's just that anything by The Postal Service kinda makes you wanna jump up and dance and throw flowers about and sing about superheroes and bunnies and such. The Album Leaf is what you listen to when you just want to absolutely chill, to wash your mind free of any emotion, to just kick back and enjoy their soothing tunes.
Standout Tracks: Always For You ; Writings On The Wall

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~ Burn Piano Island, Burn by The Blood Brothers ~

One of the loudest goddamn albums I have ever heard.
Energetic, chaotic, powerful, and almost incomprehensible by normal humans, The Blood Brothers in general is a band that must be seen and heard with your own ears. It is almost impossible to believe that human beings make these sounds. This is the kind of album that you play when you're FUCKING PISSED and need to throw something at the wall or break something in half. Their other albums all kinda deviate away from this unique sound, with Crimes being sorta emo-y and more dark, and Young Machetes being more poppy (as poppy as punk can get, at least) but THIS is the one that just screams (almost literally) "Let's have a fuckin' revolution."
Standout Tracks: Burn Piano Island, Burn ; Ambulance Vs. Ambulance ; Fucking's Greatest Hits

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~ Broken Social Scene by Broken Social Scene ~

Further proof that Canadian indie bands are absolutely amazing. It would be a crime to call this album typical indie pop like Islands or The Unicorns or whatever (though those are two perfectly good bands!) For one thing, BSS has an interesting view on the number of guitarists it must possess in the band (think it was 5 last time I checked, plus a bassist.) They're what you could call a supergroup, pulling together members from all sorts of Canadians that you and I have never even heard of (like The New Pornographers.) Thus this brings about a sort of mishmash of styles that all work together in perfect unison with one another. Just give it a listen, some songs will definetly stand out more to you than others, due to the radical range of styles, but you'll be to at least enjoy all of them.
Plus, Fire Eye'd Boy is just the best song ever, period. Listen to it, and try and disagree with me.
Standout Tracks: Fire Eye'd Boy ; Windsurfing Nation ; Handjobs for the Holidays

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~ The Crane Wife by The Decemberists ~

Wow. This was... sort of a shock for me. The Decemberists are known for their bizzare sort of style in their songs, with lyrics and themes ranging from prostitutes to pirates to "chimbly sweeps." Thus, when I first listened to all the tracks on the album, I was sort of disappointed to find out that they had totally ditched the whole novelty of wierd themes for a more typical progressive indie rock album. Then I gave it a few more listens. And a few more. And more. And despite what kind of turn that The Decemberists take, they still manage to sound damn fine. The power and emotion of Colin Meloy's voice, despite sounding totally geeky at some times, still manages to be the biggest and best unique factor in their sound. Still worth a listen, even after 4 albums.
Standout Tracks: The Crane Wife 3 ; O Valencia ; The Song With The Really Long Title (seriously, it's a fucking paragraph, I'm too lazy to look it up on iTunes)

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~ Night Ripper by Girl Talk ~

Take most every popular rap song you've heard in, let's say, the past decade. Now, take a good portion of the hit mainstream and alternative rock to hit the airwaves from the past decade. Take a few indie masterpieces from here in there. Mash them all together onto a 41 minute CD. Stick into a blender. Hit puree.
That is the essense of Night Ripper.
Seriously, there are some fucked up and (dare I say it?) GENIUS mixes of tunes here. Wonder what "The Whisper Song" sounds like mixed with Nine Inch Nail's "Only?" How about Ludacris mixed together with "Bittersweet Symphony" by The Verve? NOW WE KNOW.
Standout Tracks: That's My DJ ; Friday Night

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~ St. Elsewhere by Gnarls Barkley ~

By now, a lot of you have probably heard "Crazy" and loved it. Yes, it's a good song. Give the rest of the album a listen too. Cee-Lo of Gnarls Barkley (yes, it's a group, not just a single person) does a sexxellent job of mixing together his soulful pipes with the samples on each of the tracks. The album sorta does what Outkast's "Speakerboxxx/The Love Below" did with incorporating funk and soul styles from the 70's with hip-hop of today.
Standout Tracks: Crazy ; Smiley Faces ; Transformer

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~ Blood Mountain by Mastodon ~

METAL.
That's what this album is.
METAL.
Crazy, out loud, out of control, epic, massive, disheartening, knee-buckling, jaw-dropping, eardrum-shattering, depressing, exciting, JesusFUCKINGChrist, unbelievable, guitar-wailing, drum-smashing, anthematic, hands-down THE best METAL.
This album has everything great about metal (taking you from dark, gritty apocalyptic 5 minute pieces to skullfucking you in the ear with a 2 minute absolute JAMFEST) and then some.
Standout Tracks: The Wolf Is Loose ; Sleeping Giant ; Bladecatcher

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~ (What's The Story) Morning Glory? by Oasis ~

I think you all know the story on this one.
I'm slowly beginning to realize why this is one of the greatest albums of all time.
Next.
Standout Tracks: Hello ; Wonderwall ; Morning Glory ; Champagne Supernova

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~ Oh No by OK Go ~

This band needs credit, for starters, as being the first band to have their popularity skyrocket due to a (freakin' awesome) video on YouTube.
So yeah, they kinda follow the typical alternative/indie rock sounds, similar to Franz Ferdinand & The Killers in a way.
But they're recommended simply because they made a video with them doing a dance choreographed on treadmills.
And Do What You Want is one of the most addictive songs of the year so far (the intro is FABULOUS.)
Standout Tracks: Do What You Want ; Here It Goes Again

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~ The Battle Of Los Angeles by Rage Against The Machine ~

If you were within a 10 mile radius of Cooper & Martin during the D.C Trip, you should know about this one too. Political hip-rock, the basis for other bands to come along and try the genre, like Linkin Park and Fort Minor. But this was THE first band to mix together rap and rock successfully, and by adding in radically political lyrics, manage to raise some controversy as well. Though the band split up (into the "meh" Audioslave) there will be nothing else like Rage, or this album, ever again.
Also, Killing in The Name isn't on this album, but it's possibly the best song to have played while you're drunk and in a moshpit.
Standout Tracks: Testify ; Guerilla Radio ; Sleep Now In The Fire ; Ashes In The Fall

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~ Classics by Ratatat ~

Ahh, more electro-techno-guitar action from Ratatat. While their first self-titled album was more leaning toward the psuedo-"rap with guitars" genre, this one sort of alienates towards the psuedo-"funk with guitars" genre, hence the title of the album Classics, referring to the good old days when all music needed was a sweet groove and a beat to be supersexy. Add in 8-bit videogamey synth sound effects, and you're golden.
And they're totally coming to the Cradle on the 3rd, so that also makes me happy in the pants.
Standout Tracks: Wildcat ; Gettysburg

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~ Game Theory by The Roots ~

A rap album.
Yes, proof that I am somewhat black.
Borrowing a bit from older groups like Public Enemy and mixing in some politics into their lyrics (like in False Media) they also just go to town with good old fashioned gangsta rap. BUT, unlike most of the other generic crap rap out there that I've heard, these guys actually care about the musicality of it. Using the same repetitive and generic beat over and over again while slopping rhymes on top of it are beneath these guys. The first rap album where I would actually reccommend getting an instrumental version of it. Sicksweet.
Standout Tracks: False Media ; Baby ; Here I Come

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~ Enter by Russian Circles ~

Best comparison I can think of is Explosions in the Sky, only they had sex with a slightly hardcore metal band, and then this popped out. Nonlyrical goodness like post-rock such as Explosions in the Sky or Mogwai, yet they take it to a new level by adding in some shreddy and headbangy riffs, making it sort of like post-instrumental-metal. It's not all just crazy loud mess, though, as they prove in more laid back tracks such as Micah, making them sound more in tune and comprable to post-rock bands such as EitS.
Standout Tracks: Micah ; New Macabre ; Death Rides A Horse

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And, I promised a video. So. One of my favourites out of all the tracks I've discussed here.

Here I Come by The Roots

EDIT: With a new update, comes a new video as well. So a classic from Ratatat.

Seventeen Years by Ratatat

~meh!~

2006-09-26T00:15:00.000-04:00

REDICULOUS

I have a video for you tonight.

But first, before viewing, you're going to have to do a bit of research on a "Mr. Boll." Just skim over his bio, in particular, the part about all of his movies sucking and him challenging his critics to boxing matches.

Then.

BEHOLD THE BEAUTY OF BOLL VS LOWTAX

The moral of the story: don't piss off large German directors (who happen to have taken professional boxing lessons) by criticizing their god-awful movies, and then be retarded enough to accept a match against them, especially when you're a pimply, skinny-assed pale critic from SomethingAwful.com.

~meh!~

2006-09-21T10:04:00.000-04:00

NOPE

Still no real update. Mayhaps after all the weekend events.

But.

That just made my morning.

~meh!~

2006-09-17T01:02:00.000-04:00

WORD WORD

Major update pending.

~meh!~

2006-08-31T23:44:00.000-04:00

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

BROKEN SOCIAL SCENE

ORANGE PEEL

ASHVILLE

NOVEMBER 4TH

WHICH IS A SATURDAY

AS IN NOT A SCHOOL NIGHT

OR A HOMEWORK/PROJECT NIGHT THING

I'M HYPERVENILATING

~meh!~

2006-08-25T21:30:00.000-04:00

TUBESOCK

Pissed that you can't save the videos from YouTube onto your computer?

Now you can!

*currently saving Robot Chicken and Daily Show episodes*

Next entry might be a real one...

~meh!~

2006-08-23T22:14:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

High above the mucky-muck, castle made of clouds,
There sits Wonderboy, sitting oh so proudly.
Not much to say when you're high above the mucky-muck.
Yeah, yeah.
Wonderboy, what is the secret of your power?
Wonderboy, won't you take me far away from the mucky-muck now?

Now it's time for me to tell you about Young Nastyman,
archrival and nemesis of Wonderboy, with powers comparable to Wonderboy.
What powers you ask? I dunno how 'bout the power of flight?
That do anything for ya? That's levitation, holmes.
How 'bout the power to kill a yak from 200 yards away...
with mind bullets! That's telekinesis, Kyle.
How 'bout the power to move you?

History of Wonderboy and Young Nastyman,
Riggah-goo-goo, riggah-goo-goo.
A secret to be told, a gold chest to be bold,
And blasting forth with three-part harmony, yeow!
Wonderboy, what is the secret of your power?
Wonderboy, won't you take me far away from the mucky-muck now?

Well, Wonderboy and Young Nastyman joined forces;
they formed a band the likes of which have never been seen,
and they called themselves Tenacious D. That's right,

Me! And KG!
That's me.
We're now Tenacious D!
Come fly with me, fly!

Wonderboy, what is the secret of your power?
Wonderboy, won't you take me far away from the mucky-muck now,
Oh!

Take my hand!
Young Nastyman, and we'll fly!
Bring out your broadsword.
There's the hydra.
Slice his throat!
And grab his scroat.
You take the high road,
I'll take the low.
There, the crevasse,
Fill it with your mighty juice.

Wonderboy by Tenacious D

Tenacious D movie in Novermber = yes.

Update on Fri about classes, dorm, and of course, Snakes on a Fucking Plane.

~meh!~

2006-08-20T19:27:00.000-04:00

@ STATE

So, I'm finally settled in at State. Let the good times begin.

But first, previous junk.

- Way back when a long time ago, Nick and I went to the Eels concert at the Cat's Cradle. And. Yeah. The best word to describe it would be, "Delicious." Crazy-awesome rock and roll (though also crazy-loud, felt like I had cotton in my ears afterwards.) Not to mention the buff guest dude who's only job was to play occasional percussion like tambourine, yell some phrase before the band started their next song, and just do wierdass karate hijinks during their shows. Twas very gewd.

- Deerhoof... didn't happen. Sadface. Next issue.

- So, laptop came, yayness. Pretty nice laptop, IBM Thinkpad T60. It runs Guild Wars and World of Warcraft, so whatever. Music transferred onto it, games loaded, movies on it, I'm all set.

- Yep, I'm all set up at State. That's... pretty much all I have to say about that. Rooms nice, class starts on Wednesday, etc. Okay.

Don't really have a good video to put on the bloggo this time, sorry, maybe.

Out.

~meh!~

2006-08-12T03:17:00.000-04:00

AWESOME BAND VIDEO? YES.

1. I am posting this from my laptop. This alone makes me feel warm fuzzies and happiness in my pants.

2. Uhh, so I was poking around Youtube for videos, and I found an oldie (sorta... 2005. Hah.) but goodie.

Rebellion (Lies) by The Arcade Fire

Two things of importance.

- The guitarist/singer (Win Butler) creeps the bujeezus out of me.
- Drum guy is awesome. Not the drummer, or the guy by the drum kit, but the guy with the SINGLE drum. He rocks rediculously crazy hard. Yes.

REAL update (Eels, laptop, Deerhoof (OR LACK THEREOF)) after camping!

~meh!~

2006-08-03T21:02:00.000-04:00

ANIMANIACS

So, after like, what, seven years of nothing, the Animaniacs DVD comes out. ROCK.

SO I bought it.

And spent all day watching it.

And despite the friggin' roll-on-the-floor humor and slapstick, I forgot that they had some really kickass songs in there.

Like the Presidents Song! (only up to Clinton, obviously.)

Or the rediculously impressive Countries Song.

Enjoy!

Maybe.

Acutal update thing coming after Eels on Sunday (KICKASS) and Deerhoof on Thursday (KICKASS.)

~meh!~

2006-07-27T02:51:00.000-04:00

POMG

FOR THE WIN.

~meh!~

2006-07-25T15:55:00.000-04:00

<3

July 25th, 2003 - July 25th, 2006.

FUCK YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Happy Birthday, blog.

I'll give a full birthday update thing later, but now I'm doing a hajillion other things, so kthxbai.

~meh!~

EDIT: Oh yeah, I'll put the VIDEO OF THE POST up.

~ 1985 by Bowling for Soup

We're gonna see these guys tonight! Teh yey.

MORE EDIT: Okay, so.

This blog's been up for three years.

Not a huge accomplishment, but an accomplishment nonetheless. When I made this blog, I thought it'd some stupid crazy time-waster during the summer of sophomore year, to keep me busy. But it's turned into oh so much more than that.

What exactly it's turned into, I'm not sure.

But it's nice to have your own beacon of individuality shining through the thick fog that is the Internet. Especially one that's three years old. Hells yeah.

May it keep shining for many more years to come.

Okay!

So, now to discuss the Bowling for Soup show. By rating each band individually.

Army of Freshmen: Eh, they seemed badass when they came out there, but after a while they pretty much became generic. Their lead singer is... interesting... though.
B-
Punchline: When they came out, and through the first song, it seemed like the Cat's Cradle runner guys just picked out random people from the street and asked them to play for us. But after they got warmed up, they really started rocking out, especially the main guitarist (who is quite insane.)
B
Lucky Boys Confusion: Quite sweet. Especially the two guitarists, and especially especially the older guitar dude. He was delicious. Also, the only American band I know of with a main singer that is Indian.
A+
Bowling for Soup: THE REASON WHY WE WERE THERE. Of course they were good. The big dude in particular was awesome with his pick flicky-twirly stuff and kpow kpow musket-guitar stuff. Yeah, if you weren't there, you probably didn't understand what the hell that meant. But it was cool nonetheless.
A+

NEXT UP FOR THE CAT'S CRADLE: Uhh... iunno who I want to see next. The Clientele is coming to the Local 505 up the street from the Cradle on August 4th, but they're really mellow, and don't know if they'd make for a good live show... same with Eels, who's coming on the 6th. But I definetly want to see Deerhoof on the 10th simply for their WTFness. And the panda song. And the cute Asian singer/guitarist. And the fact that their drummer is FUCKING CRAZY.

Screw it, watch them.

Spirit Ditties of No Tone by Deerhoof

Yeah... going to see them.

Okay, I'm gone.

~meh!~

2006-07-18T14:01:00.000-04:00

OKAY.

So, what's been going down with me?

Not too much.

Summer has been... slow.

I'll run down a few things and be out of your hair.

- Um. Orientation? Pretty freaking bad. The fact that it was pretty much just them saying "zomg NCSU is feckin' great loll" was bad. The fact that it was TWO DAYS of this was even worse. But there were some highlights. Reunited with a couple of friends from middle school that I hadn't seen in freaking FOREVER. And gaming all night on the first day was pretty fun. But otherwise... eh. If I could have passed it, totally would have.

- Bowling. Ew. I sucks at it. Neeeever agaiiiin.

- Potentially for this weekend and potentially for part of next week (hopefully not during Bowling For Soup on Tuesday) I'll be in Florida to be visiting my grammy and grampy and soak up Florida rays and all that good junk. So... yeah. Don't question where I am or something.

- Speaking of Bowling for Soup next Tuesday... Bowling for Soup is coming next Tuesday! At the Cat's Cradle! I know a lot of you want to come! Please do!

- So summer is almost up. I still want to go to King's Dominion/Busch Gardens. RAWR. Emeralde Pointe is also a possibility. Planning... comes... soon.

And now, THE VIDEO OF THE POST

(which I'll be doing from now on)

Tribute by Tenacious D
(whose album I finally bought yesterday
and it's FUCKING AWESOME.)

~meh!~

2006-07-13T00:01:00.000-04:00

OKAY, SERIOUSLY, A REAL POST IS COMING SOON...

Maybe after orientation.

But for now.

SONG OF NOW

Oh twisted me, I came to eat
At the hall where we danced to some duds
My crowd of pals observed my fingers
And prayed for the lunch I had hung
And cheers rolled out and
I thought early of tunas in tennisons tubs.

That should turn into somthing
You should turn into somthing

Oh blissful bleed, I came out peaking
And leaked out like a wet clown
My tears rolled down and arms went round
At night I gaped at her gowns
So often green but she held me
My curtains were covered in hounds

She said
Oh my sweet goodess, wish you could be here every time
But don't miss me goodness because I rub away every time
Then groan at the goodness but do you mean not every time
Then gone in the goodness wish I could stay here every time

A mistful meet with teachers speaking
They're muffled by buzzes and hums
So headphone tones do float me home
My chair was begging to come
And I'm not bummed some works not fun
Then we crawl in the carpet like bugs

Unrestful eve I sipped on leaks
And sat in the room had a grudge
The jummping dust made catfish bust
From corners now dripping with mud
And she knocked twice and we got silly
And noone knew what would come..

She said
Oh my sweet goodness, wish you could be here everytime
But don't miss me goodness because I rub away every time
Then groan at the goodness but do you mean not everytime
Then gone in the goodness wish I could stay here everytime

But you'll turn into somthing
You should turn into somthing

~ Turn Into Something by Animal Collective

~meh!~

2006-07-08T11:36:00.000-04:00

COMING SOON: AN ACTUAL POST

But for now, we need happy things. Like, need.

So.

Yes!

~meh!~

2006-07-04T01:48:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

Can I lift my dress up for you?
Can I lift it in the nighttime?
White undersides of my thighs look much better
In the dying light

There’s a kid in there
And he’s big, and dumb,
And he’s… kinda scared
Well, he’s too old to be there

And he’s just looking for a ride.

Well, I’ll lift it to the ceiling tiles
Of stadiums and shrines

You see something to cheer about

I’ll tell you that it’s mine
I’m sorry that your mother died
That one was my fault
I’m sorry anybody dies at all these days

I still find reasons to pout.

Oh…
Oh, your thighs
With my eyes.

~Stadiums and Shrines by Sunset Rubdown

I hereby dub this the ultimate 4 A.M song of 2006.

Meaning its the best song to listen to at 4 in the morning.

Duh.

~meh!~

2006-07-02T03:39:00.000-04:00

I'VE ALWAYS WONDERED...

Street Fighter + Super Mario Bros?

*grin*

~meh!~

2006-06-30T03:32:00.000-04:00

MR FEENY!

~meh!~

2006-06-28T02:10:00.000-04:00

QUICKIE (EW)

Allow me to briefly run down what's happened since last post.

- Lake house with Erin, Matt, Byrdie, and Lauren. Mucho fun. Jetskis are cool. Disney Charades is fucking hilarious. Lauren has a hell of a lot of DVDs. Lake water makes my hair go funny. Quote of the trip was when Matt, evidently not thinking, asked LAUREN for her phone so that he could, "call his girlfriend, so she wouldn't worry while he was gone."

- Goodbye bowling gathering for Martin with Lucy, Rosalie, Nick & Mauro. I quickly realize that we all suck at bowling. Then Martin's mom comes in and annihilates us. Sadness. Then Dom joins us after we hit the mall and cruise about for like another hour and half.

- Went to see Cars with Nick and Mauro at Briar Creek Movies. Very cool. Larry the Cable Guy actually said, "Get 'er done!" in the film, which almost killed it for me. Lots of innuendo. Can cars make out? More philosophical questions later.

- Went to Frankie's with Andrew, Yanneka, Emmie, Dom, Dante, Molly, Dustin, and Nick. Very cool. Go karts go fast. House of the Dead 4 continues to f'ing rock. Afterwards Dom hung out at my house for a while. Andrew destroyed my computer. Had to reboot and redo everything. Went to Barnes & Nobles, and went on a shopping spree. Bought Superman: Red Son, (What if Superman were communist? Now we know!) The Da Vinci Code, (I can finally catch up with the rest of the world and read the damn thing) and Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat (More Calvin & Hobbes = always better.)

- Went to the Cat's Cradle with Lucy, Rosalie, and Kay (K? Cay? Kyaaaaa? Multicoloured-haired black chick) to see The Futureheads and French Kicks. Multiple orgasms ensued.

And now, things to be done!

- Now that I have realized the full awesomeness of the Cat's Cradle, I need to go and see Camera Obscura, Danielson, Deerhoof, and The Clientele when they all come.

- Get Lisa's clarinet back to her, dammit.

- Hit up the movies to see Over The Hedge (hearing way too many good things about it) and Superman Returns (pomg yes plz.)

- Plot trip to someplace.

G'day!

~meh!~

2006-06-23T02:29:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

Do You Realize?
That you have the most beautiful face.
Do You Realize?
We're floating in space.
Do You Realize?
That happiness makes you cry.
Do You Realize?
That everyone you know someday will die.

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

Do You Realize?
Oh, oh, oh
Do You Realize?
That everyone you know someday will die.

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

Do You Realize?
That you have the most beautiful face.
Do You Realize?

~ Do You Realize? by The Flaming Lips

Okay, maybe an actual post, like, this weekend.

~meh!~

2006-06-16T16:34:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

"This is a song about innocence lost"

Oh girl, I don't know all the reasons why
I found the answer looking in your eye
I go out walking all day long
Take away this lonely man, soon he will be gone
Cause I'll tell you everything about living free
Yes, I can see you girl
Can you see me?

You don't need to know what I do all day
It's as much as I know
Watch it waste away
Cause I'll tell you everything about living free
Yes, I can see you girl
Can you see me?

Go and see the sorcerer, look into the ball
You may find the answer written on the wall
Look at what's inside her
Can you see the answer?

Put her on a mansion on top of a hill
Please don't make her do the things against her will
I found something special
I don't know why
Looking into her pretty little eye
Cause I'll tell you everything about being free

~ Vagabond by Wolfmother

Blog about lake house... later.

~meh!~

2006-06-11T12:05:00.000-04:00

WOW.

So, I didn't want to cover up my graduation post, but this requires telling. Go read the grad post if you havent, it's somewhere down there.

But.

Whoaaaaaa.

I just woke up from the trippiest dream EVER.

Stop me if you've heard this before.

So, a guy is in hell. A semi-normal looking guy, your typical emo-looking guy with scraggly-ass hair, sideburns, typical rediculously tight clothing, (possibly from Threadless) hightops, tall and lanky and not too athletic looking. Why he's in hell, what he did, I couldn't tell you. He is in a typical videogame environment, like Doom or something, with rediculous stockpiles of weapons such as fission cannons and nail guns and a crowbar (of course.)

So, he's trying to escape from hell, and he has to fight through hordes of demons, of course. Flying pig demons, demons that are only a pair of legs, demons that are decapitated fetuses with blades for arms, you get the gist. And he's blowing hell through all of them with near ease, even though I imagine that he had never fired any weapon before in his life.

He only has trouble, however, when he meets up with an elite squad of demons that periodically shows up, one at a time, to try and kill him. What's special about these demons, other than their rediculous skill, is that they all look like his dead fiancee. Imagine, like, Sarah Michelle Geller, only dead and with fire coming from her ears. All of the elite demons are obviously dead, and they sort of walk with a zombieish limp, dragging their limbs behind them, though their face and eyes are completely functional, with a look of complete anguish and terror. Throughout the dude's battle with each of them, they continuously scream over and over again that they're sorry and that they're not trying to do this. However, they fluctuate between that and suddenly raising their voices to near painful levels, bellowing that they can never forgive him and that he will die over and over again in hell by their hands. Also, each of the fiancee demon things have a specific melee weapon that they use to attempt to kill him, which is also their names (Blade, Lance, Mace, yadda yadda) and the weapon is also the only way that the dude can kill them.

Yeah. Creeped out yet? Good, I'm not done yet.

So, skip foward a bit, because I start forgetting after he kills the demon named 'Bat' but the guy is seemingly out of hell and is now bursting inside the house of his grandparents. Also, his little sister is there, for some reason. He runs up to his grandfather, blurts out his entire story about his trip through hell, and
begs for his grandfather to forgive him. His grandfather stares at him for a moment, and heads for the phone. He dials a number, which I'm assuming was the looney bin, and the dude goes nuts, trying to get to the phone while his grandmother and sister hold him back. As soon as his grandfather says, 'Hello?' the entire house explodes into an inferno of flames, the ground beneath it opens up, and they are hurled into the eternal maw of hell once again.

And then I woke up.

And thought, "Holy fucking shit."

~meh!~

2006-06-10T22:58:00.000-04:00

TWO ROADS DIVERGED IN A WOOD, AND I TOOK THE ONE LESS TRAVELED BY

And that has made all the difference.

Okay. Blog post right here. Time to run down... everything?

Let's start with exams.

So, I had to take Spanish (first,) English (fifth,) and AFM (sixth.) I am confident that I didn't fuck them up, at least not completely. Good? Yes.

Graduation practice was a waste.

I turned in all of the financial crap that I owed. S'all good.

Umm... concert. pomg.

So, lesse, after grad rehersal and lunch at the Fox & The Hound (awesome bar/pub place, by the by, hella lotta teevees,) I had to scramble back home, throw on non-disgusting-sweaty clothes, shower, brush, blahblahblah. Went to pick up Rosalie. Started towards Martin's house. Realized that Rosalie forgot the damn tickets. Went back to Rosalie's. Got tickets. Went to pick up Martin and his mum (who is bloody awesome, even though she doesn't speak a drop of English...) went to go pick up Lucy and print out me ticket, went to concert, grabbed food, listened to the excellent TV On the Radio, kinda zoned out at Bauhaus, rocked out when NIN went up, almost got into the middle of a mosh/riot, got groped by a sky-high dude, played a game of Balance The Drunk Dude, left, dropped everyone off, went home, collapsed in bed.

Fun!

Then, graduation.

So yeah, we went to graduation, got there hella early, chilled while waiting to get in line, chilled in line while walking up, chilled during the assembly, basically just chilled.
I was kinda aware that I was there, and that I was graduating and high school was OVER, but the feeling, the passionate emotion of sheer graduation hadn't set in yet.

Got diploma, took like 400 trillion pictures with mah fambly, went home.

Changed into other, less dorky clothes.

Went to IHOP with my sis. Ate the breakfast of the gods. IHOP Stuffed French Toast is surely an orgy of flavour in your mouth. Very delicious, very good, very fun.

The feeling still hadn't come.

Came home, got like around $400 from various family members, got harrassed to go to Marc's party after falling asleep for like an hour (I'm still tired as hell... lemme sleep) went to Marc's house, hung for a while, tried to drive Dom's car, failed miserably.

Dom and I decided to follow Mauro, Nick, and Veronika to Starbucks. Went. Mocked Veronika's driving skills (lack thereof?) on the way there. Also blared System of A Down at earspliitting levels while Dom and I screeched the lyrics at innocent passerbys.

I got a sort of tingle at this, but nothing more.

Got there, drank coffee, Nick showed me an... interesting graphic novel describing Abraham Lincoln's assassination, perfectly historically correct (or so it said.) Chugged coffee, drove back, chilled for like two minutes, went to Matt's house. Ate gigantic cookie, watched the Canes (who I think are still losing) and read The Alphabet of Manliness (which is God's masterpiece, I am not even kidding.) Had to go home.

So Dom and Veronika and I went back into Marc's car and started back home.

And that's when it finally clicked.

First of all, Marc's Mini Cooper and the musical selection inside of it is perfect. How he makes mix CD's so awesome, we may never know.
Second off, it was kinda that late night feeling when you're thinking, "Oh yeah, time to start some shit up." only it was magnified by, maybe, tenfold because of the whole 'graduashunnnnn' feeling.
Thirdly, there is nothing, NOTHING more exciting and perfect and heartwrenching and sublime and just good-ol-teenage fun than screaming through Cary with Goldfinger and Santana blaring, and three newly graduated students yelling lyrics at the top of their voices, with a slightly confused IB junior in the back as well.

Okay. So yeah, today was perfect.

This year was perfect.

You guys are perfect.

EVERYTHING is perfect.

I bow humbly to you seniors reading this, and I thank you for being so completely and utterly sicksweetawesome for the past four years.

Time to open the doors to the future.

...

Okay enough being serious.

FUCK YES.
FUCK FUCKING FUCK YES.
TO THE FUCK YES POWER.
SOLVE FOR FUCK.
YES.

Have a nice life!

~meh!~

EDIT: So yeah, with all of that money, I'm contemplating buying THIS.

2006-06-06T08:37:00.000-04:00

A SUITABLE SONG OF NOW

Ah When the world ends
Collect your things, you’re comin with me
When the world ends
You, tuckle up yourself with me
Watch it as the stars disappear to nothing
The day the world is over oohh
We’ll be lyin in bed...

I’ma rock you like a baby when the cities fall
We will rise as the buildings crumble
Float there and watch it all
Amidst the burnin, we’ll be churnin
You know love will be our wings
The passion rises up from the ashes
When the world ends

When the world ends
You’re gonna come with me
We’re gonna be crazy like a river bends
We’re gonna float through the crisscross of the mountains
Watch them fade to nothing
When the world ends
You know...that’s what’s happening now
I’m gon' be there with you somehow, oh..oh

I'ma tie you up like a baby in a carriage car
Your legs don’t work cause you want me so
You just lie spread to the wall
The love you got is surely
All the love that I would ever need
I’ma take you by my side and love you tall
‘Til the world ends

Oh
But don't you worry bout a thing
No
Cause I got you here with me
Mmmm don't you worry bout aaa....
Just you and me floatin’ through the empty, empty
Just you and me
Oh, graces
Oh, grace

Ah, when the world ends
We’ll be burnin’ one
When the world ends
We’ll be sweet makin’ love

Oh you know when the world ends
I’m gonna take you aside and say
Lets watch it fade away, fade away
When the worlds done, ours just begun
Its done, ours just begin

We’re gon' dive into the emptiness
We'll be swimmin
I’m gon' walk you through the pathless roads
I’m gon' take you to the top of the mountain that’s no longer there
I’m gonna take you to bed and love you, I swear
Like the end is near
I’m gon' take you up to...
I’m gon' take it down on you
I’m gon' hold you like an angel .. angel
I’m gon' love you
When the world ends
I’m gon' hold you
When the world is over, we’ll just be begin...

~ When The World Ends by Dave Matthews Band

2006-06-05T22:22:00.000-04:00

MYSTERY

~meh!~
~'06.~

2006-06-04T12:12:00.000-04:00

HESITATION

~meh!~
~'06?~

2006-06-03T00:28:00.000-04:00

HYPNOTIC

Expect a big 'ol blog post day before graduation and day of graduation prolly.

Until then, there will be retarded pictures such as this one!

~meh!~
~'06!~

2006-06-01T22:59:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

well I'm finding it harder
to be a gentleman every day
all the manners that I've been taught
have slowly died away
but if I held the door open for you
It would make your day

you think that I care
about me and only me
when every single girl needs help
climbing up a tree
well I know it don't take much
to satisfy me

maybe it's whatever's in my mind
that's distracting me
but if i could find emotion
to stimulate devotion
well then you'd see

well I'm finding it hard to say
that I need you twenty times a day
I feel comfortable so baby why
don't you feel the same?
have a doctor come and visit us
and tell us which one is sane

well I never said I wouldn't
throw my jacket in the mud for you
but my father gave it to me so
maybe I should carry you
then you said
"You almost dropped me"
so then I did
and I got mud on my shoes

I'm Finding It Harder To Be A Gentleman by The White Stripes

~meh!~
~'06!~

2006-05-30T01:33:00.000-04:00

I'M BACK

And there is something seriously wrong with this.

~meh!~

2006-05-25T21:03:00.000-04:00

COCKBLOCKED

I'll be in New York all weekend.

kthnxbai

~meh!~

2006-05-22T22:21:00.000-04:00

THE BIG ONE?

Nuggh.

Okay, I'm really tired.

But I just slept from roughly 4 in the afternoon to 10 at night.

So I shouldn't be.

Sick, maybe? I don't know.

But I still feel like updating this anyway.

I don't really remember anything before D.C right now due to tiredness, so that's what it's gonna be about. To attempt to describe the pure wierdness and randomness and awesomeness that the trip was.

DAY ONE
Before we even started the trip, we had to slog through an entire school day, which was potentially the most useless day of school in my entire life. Two periods of chilling watching IB World Cup games, one period of Study Skills (which is always unproductive,) and a Psych period where we "worked on a project" (A.K.A blabbed for about an hour.)
But all of that unfruitful labour led up to the orgasm of band trips. Cue sitting on a bus for, oh, 5 hours maybe, and ending up at a rediculously sweet hotel, with a pretty large indoor pool and an arcade with some kickass (albeit not working) games. It was pretty cool how our rooms were all surrounding the pool, and the overall design of the hotel was just great.
After soaking for near an hour, we went back to our rooms (I roomed with Cooper, Martin, and Andrew R. What a room.) and watched TV for like hours. There's crazy shit on HBO at 3 in the morning, as exemplified by the rediculous documentary thing on crackheads and how they break needles in their arms and kick their girlfriends in the face while crossing the street.

DAY TWO
Um, second day... what happened. We got dressed all nice and purdy and junk, and went into D.C and saw all the crazy monument stuff, and went into the Capitol building and... uh. I don't remember much about Friday morning. I do remember, however, that we went to the delicious mall (Pentagon City Mall or something?) and then got our asses blown away at the Marine Barracks show afterwards.
For one thing, Marines just have this intimidating thing about them. Maybe it's their classy uniform. Maybe it's the swords that they always wear. Maybe it's the fact that some of them look like they could rip you apart by simply staring at you. But whatever reason, whenever they say something, you listen. They say, "Get out of the street!" and everyone just helter skelters over to the sidewalk immediately. They start talking at the show, everyone shuts up. But yeah, intimidating. The show itself was amazing. We played half of their songs in band, so it wasn't uncommon to hear some people (read: EVERYONE) around you humming their parts. The real show stealer was that silent rifle squad, though. Nothing says "Don't fuck with me." like spinning a bayoneted Garand rifle in perfect unison, and tossing & catching the still spinning rifle to some unheard beat. What was really fun, though, was getting completely confused as to what we were supposed to do after the show, and driving around in a blue Marine bus for like 20 minutes.

DAY THREE
Okay, um. Oh yeah, more monuments. Went to go see the World War II Veterans Memorial and the Korean War statues, and the Lincoln Memorial (and a Lincoln action figure thing for Mr. Baron. Priceless.) and all of that other good jazz. Then we went to the White House for an "eh" tour , nothing really that I hadn't seen last time I went... fun to see the protesters pounce on us and try and talk to us after we got out though. Then back to the hotel for some downtime and discussion about sex positions in the water. Then to the mall again (World Cup t-shirt!) and finally, to go and see Shear Madness.
Wow. Wow. For starters, we were RIGHT UP IN THE FRONT ROW. Like, if I felt like it, I could reach out and touch that actor's feet if I felt like it. When they were washing people's hair, shampoo and water and junk got on us, that's how close we were. The fact that a good portion of the show was improvised was pretty killer, but the real clincher was how they incorporated Broughton gags in there (cop with Broughton tee, "I'm double parked on Peace St.!") and the whole thing was so damn funny to begin with.
Then we went back to the hotel and watched Goodfellas and incorporated the word "fuck" into everything we had to say for the rest of the night.

DAY FOUR
Fun day. Ran around the Baltimore bay area for right near 5 hours, checking out the aquarium and other junk. The dolphin show at the aquarium was kinda lame in my opinion (once you've seen one dolphin show, you've seen them all) but the aquarium was sweet. Identifying Dory fish and Nemo fish with all of the other attendees was priceless.
They we went to the Power Plant (Barnes & Nobles) and the hotel (the mall) and blew the rest of our money. Sorta wasted 5 bucks on a paddleboat ride that was as exciting as a nosebleed. Eating at Five Guys was... interesting (that hamburger definetely reduced my life span by a couple of years.) After all that crap, it was an agonizing 6 or so hour ride back to Raleigh, 30 minute ride home, sleep (not really) and then school. Blah.

AWESOME STUFF
- Learning new and exciting positions from that HBO show. The three-point star is my new favourite.
- A? Group A?
- Watching Marc flip out was strangely entertaining?
- Spinning theories on how fast Marines could kill you was fun ("They already killed us with that bitchin' show. 60 days from now, our brains will comprehend what we saw, overload, and explode like a watermelon.")
- Spinning theories on how Eric got lost was possibly even better ("Some dude came up, and was like 'I've got Halo 2 in the back of my van' and Eric was like 'Fuck yeah, let's own some noobs.' And the rest went not well.")
- Homeless people are created by the government to provide amusement to tourists (getting freestyled to by a homeless dude was absolutely amazing.)
- Azumanga Daioh is the funniest shit ever. That is the first book that has made me laugh out loud. No, not simply laugh out loud, rather it made me roar, bellow, and cackle in pure glee.
- In general, hanging out with all me mates (juniors and seniors in particular) was just the time of my life. Graduation soon = :(.

LISTENINGS
Here's the fun new junk I listened to on the trip!

At War With The Mystics by The Flaming Lips
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah.

How To Save A Life by The Fray
Generic? Yes. Predictable? Oh yeah. But still good. And I like the lyrics.

Return to Cookie Mountain by TV On The Radio
Take the Pixies. Keep like their genre of rock the same. But give them gospely voices. There you go.

Return To The Sea by Islands
The Unicorns, but more reggaeish.

Who Will Cut Our Hair When We're Gone? by The Unicorns
Old, but CRAZY AWESOME crazy indie pop.

Wolfmother by Wolfmother
Modern stoner rock. Just look at the album art.

Um.

Yeah that's it.

Since I'm feeling like all tired and shit, I probably forgot some stuff, and will add it later. Until then, bye?

~meh!~

EDIT: I wanted to change the template of the blog, because I didn't like how the little text border thing on the other one was too small for my preferred size of pictures.
So I did.
But I forgot to save all of my links, so they're gone.
Fuck.

2006-05-17T19:34:00.000-04:00

D.C OR BUST

~meh!~

(no, I didn't draw that.)

2006-05-14T21:50:00.000-04:00

HOLY CRAP! (SONG OF NOW)

I fell down in the desert baby, yeah
I had nothing but a peice of paper, oh yeah,
I had to write something down,
And I found myself alone, then I let go of everything,
Into another dimension

Purple haze is in the sky,
See the angels wicked eye
All these things we must try
'Till we see the reasons why, oh yeah

Lightning crash on the hill tonight, (yeah)
I got a feeling everything is gonna be alright
Then a horse came running to me
Said we're gonna go to the sanctuary
Then a storm began to blow,
Into another dimension.

Purple haze is in the sky,
See the angels wicked eye
All these things we must try
'Till we see the reasons why, oh yeah

I got lost in the desert baby, yeah
I found temples made out of paper, oh yeah
I had to write something down
But then I found myself alone
Then I let go of everything
Into another dimension

~ Dimension by Wolfmother

A fresh new blast from the past. Check them out.

An actual update with actual real life stuff will actually come after D.C.

Actually.

~meh!~

EDIT: Oooh, check them out now.

EDIT AGAIN: There's also a kickass live show on Google Video, but its 50 motherfucking minutes long.

Watch if you like.

YET ANOTHER EDIT: Holy shipshakes Batman, they're coming to the Cat's Cradle on June 7th too!

I think that I like this band.

On par with like my obsession with the Decemberists when I found them last year.

2006-05-13T19:42:00.000-04:00

INTERESTING.

Music Videos!

Rough Gem by Islands

Fashion Zombies by The Aquabats

Kudos to Marc for being a bud once again and showing me how to blog these bloomin' videos.

Tahahaha.

Back to work!

~meh!~

2006-05-12T06:26:00.000-04:00

ITS FRIDAY

Respond to this and i will..

1. I'll respond with something random about you
2. I'll challenge you to try something
3. I'll pick a color that I associate with you
4. I'll tell you something I like about you
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on yours

~meh!~

2006-05-11T20:35:00.000-04:00

NERD ALERT

OMG OMG OMG.

~meh!~

2006-05-09T19:41:00.000-04:00

HEY LOOK, I DREW SOME STUPID CUTE THING

~meh!~

2006-05-09T19:05:00.000-04:00

(YET ANOTHER) SONG OF NOW

In trouble with the dogs
Yapping like the trogs on that tape
Getting stepped on like a baby
Maybe slept too long
Is that so wrong?

So at sunrise we moved on
At lunch the storm had gone away
I didn't swim
But I watched the waves
While others stayed
under for over an hour
While lovers hovered around the towel

We washed our mouths at the riverbed
When we noticed something glowing
It was growing
Things are going to change
Hot rainfalls made of magma
melts Alaska
And in icy Argentine they say now I've seen it all

Who knew? Volcanoes!

In trouble with the gods
We didn't always misbehave
Where the sun shone, now it's gone
Weve been waiting for so long
Now it's on.
Not that we would do ourselves in
Funny how things work out in the end

I never learned to swim
Now I'm wasted, I'm too old
Just hold on for as long as you can
I'm so afraid to die

We washed our mouths at the riverbed
When we noticed something glowing
It was growing
Things are going to change
Hot rainfalls made of magma
melts Alaska
And in icy Argentine they say now I've seen it all

Who knew? Volcanoes!

The frogs, the frogs got it first
And the birds all knew it too
The worst was the worse smell on earth
Silver and snow
Silver and snow

Don't breathe
Don't breathe
Don't breathe
Dont breathe

We washed our mouths at the riverbed
When we noticed something glowing
It was growing
Things are going to change
Hot rainfalls made of magma
melts Alaska
And in icy Argentine they say
now I've seen it all

Who knew? Volcanoes!

Who knew? Volcanoes!

~ Volcanoes by Islands

~meh!~

2006-05-02T21:36:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

Well yeah, we're the freaks of nature
We're the kids that easily bruise
We're the geeks and the creatures
Outer space hillbillies from the moon
Get stupid on your time
Keep your geriatric biker fight
Diffuse the land mines
I'm alright
You're Alright
We're Alright
Well we both know that our day will come
The revolution has begun
So raise your fists and take a stand
With your super cool...
Super cool wrist bands!
We broke out
And now we're running crazy
Down the middle of the boulevard
(Spaced out!)
There's a nerd alert
There's a nerd alert
And you'll never, ever
Never take us alive
Never take us alive
You'll never...!
We're fat, young and hungry
But we don't care
We got big old brains
Like Mexican candy
We got some complex flavor
Running up in here
So get stupid on your time
Get the bud bowl off the air
Diffuse the land mines
I'm alright
You're alright
We're alright
You know that your apathy
Became your enemy
And you did yourself in
Find out this phenomenon
Is running on and on
And we'll never give in...
We broke out
Now we're running crazy
Down the middle of the boulevard
(Spaced out!)
There's a nerd alert
There's a nerd alert
And you'll never, ever
Never take us alive
Never take us alive
Never take us alive
Live...

~ Nerd Alert by The Aquabats

This song makes me laugh.

~meh!~

2006-04-30T13:43:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

Oh, crazy how it feels tonight
Crazy how you make it all alright, love
You crush me with the things you do
And I do for you anything too, oh
Sitting, smoking feeling, high
And in this moment, oh it feels so right

Lovely lady, I am at your feet
God I want you so badly, oh
And I wonder this, could tomorrow be
So wondrous as you there sleeping?
Let's go drive 'till morning comes
And watch the sunrise and fill our souls up
Drink some wine 'till we get drunk, yeah

It's crazy I'm thinking
Just knowing that the world is round
And here I'm dancing on the ground
Am I right side up or upside down?
And is this real or am I dreaming?

Lovely lady, let me drink you please
Won't spill a drop, no, I promise you
Lying under this spell you cast on me
Each moment the more I love you
Come on, crush me, baby

It's crazy I'm thinking
Just knowing that the world is round
And here I'll be dancing on the ground
Am I right side up or upside down?
Is this real or am I dreaming?

Lovely lady, I will treat you sweetly
Adore you I mean you crush me, and ya know
And it's times like these, when my faith I feel
And I know just how I love you
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, crush me
Baby

It's crazy I'm thinking, just as long as you're around
And here I'll be dancing on the ground
Am I right side up or upside down?
To each other we'll be facing
My love, By love
We'll beat back the pain we've found, you know it
I mean to tell you all the things I've been thinking deep inside my friend
With each moment the more I want you
Come on, you know you crush me…baby

So much you have given love
That I would give you back again and again
Oh you know, meaning I'll hold you
But please, please just let me always, always

~ Crush by Dave Matthews Band

And that pretty much sums up prom.

~meh!~

ALSO!

~meh!~

2006-04-29T14:09:00.000-04:00

DO A BARREL ROLL!

~meh!~

2006-04-27T19:46:00.000-04:00

DAMN SON

Hey remember those dudes? The ones lipsyncing the Mortal Konbat theme song?

Amazing how acting like a retard on the internet can make you

so

goddamned

famous.

And that one dude, that looks like some indie-emo-post rocker? He looks like that techie Xion kid from school, doesn't he?

Hm.

~meh!~

2006-04-25T17:14:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

Bones bones brittle little bones
its not the milk you seek
its the sun you need
and the sleek sleek skeleton i hold
where are the hidden folds
wheres the meat that you eat

total boy
tells me stories
sometimes they make me sorry
i need another
i need another
sugar doughnut and muffin baby
this world is going crazy
i think i'm through listening to you

bones bones brittle little bones
its not the milk you see
its just the sun you need
and the sleek sleek skeleton i hold
where are the hidden folds
where is the meat that you eat

gonna make some plans
wait and see
turn it off
turn me on
open your eyes look around you
fuck what you heard
you were lied to

sweetheart
sick body part
sickheart
sweet body part

bones bones brittle little bones
its not the milk you seek
its the sun you need
and the sleek sleek skeleton i hold
where are the hidden folds
where's the meat that you eat

~ Don't Call Me Whitney, Bobby by Islands

2006-04-25T17:13:00.000-04:00

GERRERRRRRRGNNNNGHHHHHH!

Contacts feel FUCKING WIERD.

~meh!~

2006-04-19T21:15:00.000-04:00

CAVE STORY

DOWNLOAD. NOW.

Your life isn't complete until you play this. Y'hear me? INCOMPLETE. YOU'RE VOID. NOT EVEN WORTH MY MENTIONING.

~meh!~

2006-04-13T23:21:00.000-04:00

RECOMMENDED LISTENING

Again!

---

Destroyer's Rubies
by Destroyer

Take The New Pornographer's lead male singer, Dan Bejar, and reintroduce him to his previous project, Destroyer, before creating The New Pornographers. Include much witty lyrical worldplay, with Bejar humming and purring words as smooth as silk. Also include skilled guitar playing, dramatic mood changes (the opening, Rubies, goes from a simple little guitar jaunt, building up to a rockish median, and climaxing into a soft, short, and sweet ending) and just some truly addictive songs, and you have Destroyer's Rubies.

---

The Earth Is Not A Cold Place
by Explosions in the Sky

Pitter-pattering drums, post-rock guitars, anthematic tunes, and with no lyrics. Quite awesome. Reminds me somewhat of Mogwai. A perfect sit back and chill album, and not surprisingly, a number of songs from this album were used in movie soundtracks, such as Friday Night Lights.

---

Drum's Not Dead
by Liars

EPIC. This is what I'm listening to right now. And that is the only word that can describe it. The drumplay in this is absolutely crazy, spurring up from a simple rhythmic drum beat in one track, and revving up into a climactic percussive clash in the next (Drum And The Uncomfortable Can comes to mind as having the coolest drum part ever.) The other side of the CD has post-rockish slower songs, like The Other Side Of Mt. Heart Attack (which is rivaling Banshee Beat as best song evar now.)

---

Frances The Mute
by The Mars Volta

At first, I thought this CD was going to be boring. Then I played L'Via L'Vasquez. And just listened. And my ear drums were assaulted with awesome. Sort of a non-emo My Chemical Romance. Only 5 songs on this CD, but they're long as hell (the conclusion track being THIRTY-TWO MINUTES LONG.) Plus, they randomly sing in Spanish too. How sweet is that?

---

Fox Confessor Brings The Flood
by Neko Case

The female Sufjan Stevens. Also a member of The New Pornographers (along with Bejar) this be one of Case's (many) solo album. She has a skill at songwriting that can be compared, like said before, to Sufjan Stevens, though it seems like her songs are a bit heavier than Stevens'. She weaves stories into her songs about girls being picked on at class and getting fingers chopped off in the factories and so on. And she's not bad to look at, to boot.

---

Done!

Sleep!

~meh!~

2006-04-11T22:45:00.000-04:00

HOMYGYODDD SOCCERLOL

So, today was interesting.

School.

And then one bitchin' soccer game.

I'd go into all of the details of the game, but I'll say three things about the Jamacian team that probably contributed to the tied game:

1. Their goalie is fucking huge.
2. Some of them can pull off some tricky shit with those quick feet.
3. Despite their large demeanor, they are somewhat pansy and thus require substitutions every 3 minutes.

Eh. Interesting.

More interesting were the frat dudes behind us.

"BAD CALL REF, YOU SUCK!"
"GET ON YOUR KNEES!"

And Marc's award winning sprint across the stadium. Yes.

Muy fun.

I'm going to sleep now before my eyes completely dry up and fall from my face as ashes.

~meh!~

2006-04-06T23:02:00.000-04:00

AAAAAH-EEEEEEH-OOOOOOU... KILLER TOFU

~meh!~

2006-04-04T20:17:00.000-04:00

SONG OF NOW

There'll be time to get by to get dry after the swimming pool
There'll be time to just cry I wonder why it didnt work out
Therell be time to fish fry for letters by yours truly
Yours truly

Someone in my dictionary's up to no good
I never find the very special words I should
So I have another party with a water glass
and I sit on all your actions its a birthing game
and I'll bet he needs a shower cause hes just like me
and the soldiers in the painting know your secret face
Well your parrot told me just how I can make you smile
Gonna let you do your thinking if you need awhile
but what I gave you made him get mad
A little bit funny how a thing like that
Could travel from one mouth in through another
and the next thing you know you gotta hear it from your brother and
The words they sting like a stump of old wasps
Remember when I said go throw the rock in there
and we ran through the woods to our good house
You forgot about the things that he could say like
I dont think that I like you anymore
Well I found new feelings at the feeling store
and I cant find you at our kissing place
and im scared of those new pair of eyes you have

So I duck out and go down to find the swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet my feet I'll find a swimming pool
Cause when I'm snuffed out I doubt I'll find a swimming pool
Hop a fence, leave the street and wet my feet I'll find a swimming pool

But I don't wish that I was dead
A very old friend of mine once said
that either way you look at it you have your fits
I have my fits but feeling is good
confusions not a kidney stone in my brain
but if we're miscommunicating do we feel the same?
Then either way you look at it you have your fits
I have my fits but feeling is good

You gotta give a little you gotta get a little bit...

~Banshee Beat by Animal Collective

Song. Of. The Year.

~meh!~

2006-03-31T14:30:00.000-05:00

THE SECOND COMING

KINGDOM HEARTS 2.

~meh!~

2006-03-30T20:23:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

Julia, I get on my knees
Speaking in tongues, a washed-out sun in perfect clarity
But I get so delirious, I think my sides will split
Standing on the sidewalk, sometimes it's as if...

I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratch out my name
And everything's so lucid and so creepy
Since K got over me

All my senses sharp, my hands are fists
I'm pretty tired of making lists
It's just this emptiness
I can't chase it away
When the evening paints the streets
When the evening paints the streets
It's like walking on a trampoline

I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratch out my name
And everything's so vivid and so creepy
Since K got over me

There's a hole inside my skull
With warm air blowing in
Standing on the sidewalk,
Where do I begin?

I don't think I'll be happy anymore
I guess I closed that door
But every night is strange geometry
Since K got over me...

~ Since K Got Over Me by The Clientele

~meh!~

2006-03-23T20:23:00.000-05:00

GIGGITY GIGGITY. GIGGITY GOO.

Survey!

1. What time is it?......8:22 PM on Thursday, March 23rd, 2006.
2. What's your full name?......Arthur Richard Francis Jr.
3. What are you most afraid of?......Getting, like, 12 STDs in one night.
4. What is the most recent DVD you watched......Finding Nemo.
5. Place of birth?......Clifton, VA.
6. Favorite new food?......Calzones.
7. What's your natural hair color?......Almost-black brown.
8. Ever been to Alaska?......Negative.
9. Ever been toilet paper rolling?......The hell?
10. Love someone so much it made you cry?......Of course.
11. Been in a car accident?......Define "accident."
12. Croutons or bacon bits?......Bacon Bits.
13. Favorite day of the week?......Saturday.
14. Favorite Restaurant? ......Moe's Southwest Grill.
15. Favorite Flower?......Dandelion?
16. Favorite sport to watch?......Boxing.
17. Favorite Drink?......Sprite.
18. Favorite ice cream?......Cookies N' Cream.
19. Favorite activities?......Gaming, Drawing, Pimping.
20. Favorite fast food restaurant.......... Moe's Southwest Grill?
21. What color is your bedroom carpet?......White. (in some areas)
23 . From whom did you get your last e-mail?......Michael Freas.
24. What do you do most often when you are bored?......Surf the intraweb.
25. Bedtime?......10:30-11ish.
26. Who will copy this survey the quickest?......Marc, maybe, would be next...
27. Who is least likely to copy it?......Big Marc.
29. Favorite radio program(s)?......Bob & The Showgram!
30. What are you currently reading? ......The Plague by Albert Camus
32. What are you listening to right now?......Margaret vs. Pauline by Neko Case.
33. What are your favorite colors?.......Orange.
34. How many operations have you had?......One.
35. How many pets do you have?......None.
36. Which came first: the chicken or the egg?......Neither, it was the gecko.
37. What would you like to accomplish before you die?......Be world-renowned for something (good.)

Richie out.

~meh!~

2006-03-15T21:54:00.000-05:00

LIFE IS LIFE

I haven't actually really updated the blog as to what's going up in my actual life and at school and whatever and whatnot... so, here's one.

- I was bored tonight, having finished my homework and too lazy to get up out of my chair and walk and do anything else. So, instead, I went through the archives of my blog through around January of 2004. It's changed a lot... you can tell how my language changes from my ignorant sophomore year to my still ignorant senior year. It's kind of odd. And now I totally remember all that happened through all this time, and it's totally entertaining to sit back, smile, and remember, "Oh yeah, I remember that soccer game where Erin got whammered in the face with the soccer ball." or, "Damn, I hardly even remember that New York trip, but I sho 'nuff remember the terrifying ride in that Ford Expedition." or even, "Gah, that French-Band Geek soccer game was absolutely brutal." Fun times, indeed.

- So, what have I been up to... um, not much. Life is at a low, boring point at the moment. Basically, senioritis has reached it's highest point at school, and any class I have that is majority senior is basically a chill period. Nobody cares. Even though we still have a good three months. Everyone is just basically gliding through their last quarter of high school. No interesting soccer gatherings, no movies, no concerts, no really anything. It's basically been go to school, do general after-school stuff, go home, do homework, go to sleep, next day do the same thing. Hopefully that'll all change during spring break.

- I had a freakin' wierd revalation type thing this morning. It was around like 2:30 A.M, and I was having the BEST DREAM EVER. It was like all problems and grievances through the past month had dissipated, I got the girl, got the acceptances, got everything in the world, and I was riding high on cloud nine. And then I wake up. And my stomach makes a sound akin to an injured polar bear. I stagger to the bathroom, and take what may have been the biggest crap in the history of crap. It was disgusting. I could go into horrendous detail, but I think you get the gist.
Basically, my theory = it might be good to dream, but if you only dream and take no action, it all leads to shit.
Hoho.

- Prom is in, what, a month and a week or something?
Hm.

- March 30th. It's a Thursday. Destroyer is coming to the Cat's Cradle. If you know The New Pornographers, Destroyer is the main singer's side project. It is an AWESOME BAND. I have to go see. It is required. And I'm not going alone.

That's about it.

~meh!~

2006-03-14T21:33:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes,
Gonna hit you on the face, gonna punch you in your glasses.
Oh no!
I just got a message that said "Yeah, hell is freezin' over."
I got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey, boy, get a sweater.
Right now!"
So we're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh, right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic gonna shake hands with the masses.
Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna hit you on the face, I'm gonna punch you in your glasses.
Oh no!
I'm wearin' myself a t-shirt that says "The world is my ashtray."
Our hearts pump dust, and our hairs turn grey.
And I just got a message sayin' that hell has frozen over
Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy, get a sweater.
Right now!"
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
We're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna lay down in the spa where they coat you in molasses.
Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?

~ Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes by Modest Mouse

2006-03-13T20:51:00.000-05:00

POSSIBLY CRUISE MISSILES

So, today, I was pretty pissed all day. What with my backpack supposedly being stolen, Andrew being freakin' annoying, and overall Monday grumpiness.

So I get home (after buying another mouthpiece, since mine was in my backpack) and update my IndieFeed podcast, with all of the indie rock groups that I'm cool enough to listen to. And way back in January, I missed a cast with Explosions in the Sky as the feature.

So I listen.

And lo and behold, the depressionness is sucked out of me like an Orek XL 8-pound vacuum.

Go give 'em a try. The song I listened to was "Your Hand In Mind" and... yeah. It was epic.

I'm in a writing mood, so maybe there'll be something to read later tonight, or tomorrow...

~meh!~

2006-03-08T22:56:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

I'll write you a song and it won't be hard to sing
It will be a natural anthem, familiar it will seem
It will rally all the workers on strike for better pay
And its chorus will resound and boost morale throughout the day

I'll write you a song and I hope that you won't mind
Because all the names and places I have taken from real life
So please don't be upset at this portrait that I paint
It may be a little biased, but at least I spelled your name right...

~ Natural Anthem by The Postal Service

ALSO!

Gamers: Watch this and try not to cream yourselves.

Non-Gamers: Stay away, for overgeekery may cause permenant damage.

2006-03-07T20:25:00.000-05:00

CAT'S CRADLE

View this.

*points to April 14th*
*points to April 26th*
*points to May 20th*

I have to see one of these.

~meh!~

2006-03-05T18:15:00.000-05:00

I NEEDS A SNUGGLE BUNNY

forreal tho

<3 ~meh!~ <3

2006-02-28T22:11:00.000-05:00

DAMN.

It's already March.

Where the hell did the time go?

Time's almost up.

Jeez.

~meh!~

2006-02-22T23:09:00.000-05:00

ALSO!

~meh!~

2006-02-22T22:49:00.000-05:00

RECOMMENDED MUSIC #5... I THINK

Quick update.

Because for some reason, you people are complaining.

Here's a quick post on the awsesome music that I've been listening to recently.

Feels by Animal Collective
Wierd as hell. Listen to them to best simulate an LSD trip.

Whatever People Say That I Am, I Am Not by The Arctic Monkeys
Are these guys obsessed with vampires or something? Like, 3 songs on this album have something to do with vampires. It's kinda odd.

The Life Pursuit by Belle & Sebastian
This is utter happy music. Jump on your bed, fluffy clouds, run around naked happy music.

Deep Cuts by The Knife
EMO GOTH HOUSE TECHNO. WITH CHANTING. Best way to describe it.

LCD Soundsystem
Daft Punk Is Playing At My House is possibly the song of the year.

Live At Stubb's by Matisyahu
JEWISH REGGAE!

Out.

~meh!~

2006-02-14T21:34:00.000-05:00

AND THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS...

Song-a-grams are EXHAUSTING.

~meh!~

2006-02-10T22:11:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

The place lays phased like a warrior slayed
Engraved into the space with his sword still raised
Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways
Praise relays off the walls echoing all ways

Dirt covered earth lays beneath my rib cage
Giving birth to overgrowth invading on to path ways
Burnt out trees cover streets where children once played
Sown seeds decay through sacred stepping stones in disarray
Where the alter used to be placed inter-changed for bloodstains
Sunrays illuminate the smoke filled haze
Trace of incense scents of sacrifice stayed

Aish tamid eternally
A fire burns continuously
Wondering where you been
Won't you come on home to me?

Flash back patches of grass growing wild in fact
Cracked walls burnt black like a kingdom sacked
Memories like artifacts attacked yet still intact
Melodies wrapped in glass and shatter with the impact

Air intermingling ringing with the singing
of songs once sung, hung, flung into the rafters
Catastrophe struck the sound stuck
Disaster plastered
The aftermath a blasted building once standing, like a starved man fasting
the skies expanding clouds passing, dust particles dancing,
in broken bars of light, streaming from a shaft, slashed into the ceiling,
Sshhhh, you could feel the ground breathing.

Daughter of Zion is lying crying in the mist
Morning light slips in, shifting through the darkness
Like a morning wife reminisce having visions of her long gone prince
Memories drip rain drops tip towing emptiness
Intermixed with tears like fears left unfixed
Walls worn thin frozen fortress like dawn waiting for the sunrise of a day that got skipped
Like a life gone wrong wandering wilderness
Lovesick stripped abyss empty once luscious

Paint the scene so you could see, the city's picking up speed
On a bench 14th street, taxi's streaming yellow streaks
Spears piercing through my ears, you could hear the traffic speak
Jack hammers drill smacking through the cracking concrete
Buildings filled with windowsills spilled tangled telephone wires
Signs sparking neon lights flash like wild fire
My insides rise I start to feel paralyzed
Let out a sigh-a melody blew by- like an ancient war cry
the way the sunlight hit the trees it really caught my eye,
glistening' listening' to the breeze dancing' through the leaves,
freeze, the city move's in slow motion like a dream

I'm left empty like the temple turned into a fox den
Bus fumes dripping spitting into city summer sun
Sifting through the ash dimly lit vision listening
To the hiss lifting off a nighttime ocean
Shim, shim, shimmering singing hair on my skin
Glim, glim. Glimmering, whispering where ya been

From amidst the darkness set sail with the softness
Breeze traveling across the seas arisen from with in Mt. Zion
Wind coming in picking up momentum
Cutting crisply through the thickness riding on a rhythm
A rollercoaster sizzling, twisting down the mountain
ripping rocket ship exploding like a fountain
overflowing spilling through the courtyards of Jerusalem
Uncovering debris lifting up the fallen arisen within
to reach the yiddin even in Manhattan
exposed menorah glowing in the shadows of destruction
trailblazing through affliction
brushing off the branches golden
standing strong flames
dancing like a lion roaring rising out of nothing

~ Aish Tamid by Matisyahu

Holyshit, this guy rocks.

He's a JEWISH REGGAE ARTIST.

Look him up.

~meh!~

2006-02-07T22:08:00.000-05:00

FURI KURI

More sketchings. Done in openCanvas. Took about 30 minutes. Yeah.

~meh!~

2006-02-05T21:23:00.000-05:00

MUCH BETTER

Post dance stress & depression + drawing + Chrono Symphonic = no stress & depression.

Realization that more than 3/4ths of AP Euro work isnt done = renewed stress & depression.

~meh!~

2006-01-29T22:09:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

L’ Via
Hija de Miranda
Tu Apellido se cambió
L’ Via
Sin Ojos me quieres dar
Una historia sin mi madre
Solo tengo que decirte
El dolor de noche dice
Solo se quedo el vestido
Le lave la sangre

L’ Via
No dejes de descansar
En la calle caminas
Quien te va a perseguir
L’ Via
Te quieren matar
Dientes de Machete
Cabezas de gallo

L’ Via
Durmiendo en paz
Abre los ojos
Todo cambiará
L’ Via
Soñado de venganza
Y yo te lo juro
Lo van a pagar
Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for

L ‘ Via
Hija de Miranda
Tu apellido se cambió
L’ Via
Sin ojos me quieres dar
Una historia sin mi madre
Solo tengo que decirte
El dolor de noche dice
Solo se quedo el vestido
Le lave la sangre

Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for
Solo tengo
Una hora
Y me duermo
Terminado
Por veinte y cinco
Años pasaron
Siguen los cuerpos
Aqui temblando
Tome la sangre
Comi el cuerpo
Mis lagrimas
Quiebra el espejo

When all the worms come
Crawlin out of your head
Telling you
Don’t you be afraid
When all the worms come
Crawlin out of your head
Telling you
Don’t you be afraid

Blackmailed she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
Shark kites got tangled in the moleskin
Urgent plea of escape
A mouth to mouth on the chalkboard
Written in fingernail distaste
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for

Blackmailed she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won’t forget who I’m looking for
Oh mother help me I’m looking for

~ L'Via L'Viaquez by The Mars Volta

2006-01-29T22:08:00.000-05:00

AYGHTEIN

AHAHAHAHAHA.

~meh!~

2006-01-26T22:11:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

~ You're Beautiful, by James Blunt

SO EMO.

YET SO GOOD.

~meh!~

-nirvana in three days-

2006-01-09T18:06:00.000-05:00

CHRISTMAS IN JANUARY

HEY.

My birthday is coming.

January 29th.

The big one-eight.

Just a heads up.

This means that I want presenty shit from you people.

Preferably amateur pornography featuring band females.

~meh?!~

2006-01-08T18:07:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

Golden rod and the 4-H stone
The things I brought you
When I found out you had cancer of the bone

Your father cried on the telephone
And he drove his car to the Navy yard
Just to prove that he was sorry

In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth

Tuesday night at the bible study
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens

I remember at Michael's house
In the living room when you kissed my neck
And I almost touched your blouse

In the morning at the top of the stairs
When your father found out what we did that night
And you told me you were scared

Oh the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you

Sunday night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of your mother

On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom

In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window

In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window

Oh the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes

~ Casimir Pulaski Day, by Sufjan Stevens

2006-01-06T19:18:00.000-05:00

omfg, I'm posting this from mah PSP

aaaaaagh, so fackin cool.

~meh!~

2006-01-02T21:42:00.000-05:00

'06

To start out, yes, I'm still off in the faraway land of St. Kitts.

No, I won't be back by tomorrow. I'll miss school. Yay. I'll be back by Thursday... feh.

So, um, what to say?

- St. Kitts... so far, it's been pretty feckin' awesome. It's hot as a mofo, the mosquitoes are plentiful, (and yet, I haven't been bitten yet) the mountains and volcano and ocean and beaches and such are prettylike, my cousins and aunts and uncles are... interesting... and, yeah. I'd put up pictures so you can see it in all of it's splendor, but the camera is being stupid, so I have to wait until I get home to upload 'em. Even though you could say it's somewhat of an island paradise, I'm somewhatly bored to tears of it by now, so, eh.

Steel drum bands are totally awesome, though.

- Christymas. What did I get? Not much... yet. My parents say that they didn't really have space to put our presents in our (7!) gigantic suitcases... which was understandable, because those suitcases weighed about as much as a small elephant, and, the way that they were bulging, were probably the same size as well. But yeah, so far I got one present, and it freakin' rocks... a PSP. I was kinda thinking against getting one earlier in the year, because I already have an iPod, so there goes the music function of it... but, feh, I wanted one anyway. And I'm glad I did. Emulation + handheld portable device = Chrono Trigger on the go. Hells yeah.
Eh. My dad hinted at a bass guitar at being my other present (and I hope to God he wasn't bluffing or something or other.)

- New Years! No resolutions! But I'll do what I did last year, and list all of the "Best Of" of this year.

3, 2, 1, go.

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VIDEOS & MOVIES

Best Movie: Considering how I didn't really see that many (shame on me.) I'd have to say the best movie that I saw this year was Ray. It was about Ray Charles, who was like a music god, for one thing. And it garnered new respect in me for Jamie Foxx, who can, somehow, act. (that respect, however, disintergrated once I heard Gold Digger)
Best Old Movie That For Some Reason, I'm Just Seeing Now: The Matrix. The entire Matrix, not just the office building scene. Twas... interesting. It overloaded my geek senses, and I loved every second of it.
Most Watched Movie All Year: Kill Bill. I never get tired of it. Volume 1, of course, because Volume 2 was horrid.
Best Moment I've Seen In A Video: Leeroy Jenkins. Need I say more?
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MUSIC
Best New Band: Clap Your Hands, Say Yeah. Woah, buddy. It was bold of them to even try a singer who had a style so... different (and by different, I mean that the first time I popped the CD in the car, I was tempted to hurl it out the window after the first verse.) But, they SOMEHOW made all of the vocals and guitar twangyness and synth rippling into a sound that turned out to be absolutely addictive.
Best Old Band That For Some Reason, I'm Just Listening To Now: System of a Down.
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR?!
Song Of The Year: The Engine Driver by The Decemberists. When I'm old and wrinkled, and this song and this band are old hat, I will still sit back my 36th generation iPod, and chill and listen to this song.
Album Of The Year: Picaresque by The Decemberists. I was tempted to be like everybody else and declare Illinoise by Sufjan Stevens as the greatest album of ever and all, but eh, Picaresque was the first and possibly only album ever where I got it, listened to it, and went, "Woah. This is awesome." So it wins.
Best Chill Album of The Year: Illinoise by Sufjan Stevens gets this award, instead. There is nothing better than laying on the couch like some lazy old cat, and listening to this entire album. Sure, it will waste a good hour and 15 minutesish, but it'll be the most relaxed hour and 15 minuteish you'll have. Perfect for all-nighters, break-ups, rainy days, and what have you.
Biggest Comeback: So, back in 2000, when I was a titchy little middle schooler, there was a mascot band for MTV. But, they weren't really a band. Or at least, not a band in reality. They were a cartoon band. And they were called Gorillaz.
5 years later, they come back like a hurricane. You can skip way back when to that blog post where I nearly creamed myself when I found the Feel Good Inc. music video, and I imagine that's how all of the old fans of Gorillaz felt.

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ART AND LITERATURE
Best Book: Harry Potter & The Half-Blood Prince.
Po' Dumbledore...
Best Old Book That For Some Reason, I'm Just Reading Now: Sharknife. Holy gods of comic bookness, this is (almost) the greatest graphic novel ever created. Action perfectly captured in each frame, awesome protagonist, interesting (if not crazy) storyline... yeah.
Artist of The Year: Craig Thompson. I can't say anymore. The man is a genius.
Best Webcomic: Questionable Content. Romance, comedy, and more pop culture than you can shake a stick at.

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LIFE
Best Subject In School: Band, sadly, continues to reign supreme.
Best New Mates: Eh. Probably Nick & Savannah. They're both insane in a cool way. Or something. Or other.
Moment of The Year: O-Zone at Queen Of Hearts. Holy Christ, that was awesome beyond all reason. All it needed was strobe lights, glowsticks, and extremely baggy pants, and that would have been the highlight of my life.
Accomplishment Of The Year: Artwork. Ahh, art was just a fleeting dream, a hobby, a habit at the beginning of the year, but now... hm. Yeah. Awesome.
Hopeful Accomplishment For This Year: Okay, yeah, so I said I wouldn't have a resolution, but here's one anyway: Mo' skill with art, music, and writing. Art, obviously. Music, I can do something with that, and I'm having crazy fun with the bass, so I want to hitch up on that some more. Writing, I haven't really written anything for leisure since freshman year... methinks it's time to dust off the pad and pen once more.

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Aaaaaand that's it.

G'day.

See y'all on Thursday. (hopefully)

~meh!~

EDIT: Proofreading over this, I have just one more resolution. I'm going to stop saying feh or eh or meh every 2 seconds, dammit.

2005-12-21T01:03:00.000-05:00

BYE.

Gone till next year.

Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

~meh!~

2005-12-14T22:32:00.000-05:00

UTTERLY REDICULOUS.

So I was bored.

And I searched Google for interesting videos and such.

And I went kinda on a musical streak.

So here's some awesome shit.

Canon... but metal.

An absolutely insane bass solo by Stu Hamm.

Crazy drum solo by some Canadian dude.

UKULELE DISCO.

Enjoy. Hopefully.

~meh!~

2005-12-12T20:00:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!

~ Hotel California by The Eagles

2005-12-07T20:10:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

When you were young
You were the king of carrot flowers
And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees
In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet

And your mom would stick a fork right into daddy's shoulder
And dad would throw the garbage all across the floor
As we would lay and learn what each other's bodies were for

And this is the room
One afternoon I knew I could love you
And from above you how I sank into your soul
Into that secret place where no one dares to go

And your mom would drink until she was no longer speaking
And dad would dream of all the different ways to die
Each one a little more than he could dare to try

~ The King Of Carrot Flowers, Pt. 1 by Neutral Milk Hotel

2005-12-07T20:08:00.000-05:00

WHAT A WORLD

Life be interesting... yet I don't know how.

- iPod went to the hospital, A.K.A was sent to the big Apple place to get serviced. Hopefully I get it back before I leave for Christmas.

- Yalls T-shirts haven't come in yet, and I don't know why... hopefully I get THOSE before I leave for Christmas.

Um, yeah. That's about it. Not much going on around here, yet life still be interesting.

Mysterious!

~meh!~

2005-12-02T18:35:00.000-05:00

HAHAHA.

Squirrely Wrath!

~meh!~

2005-11-27T22:03:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

And here I dreamt I was a soldier
And I marched the streets of Birkenau
And I recall in spring
The perfume that the air would bring
To the indolent town
Where the barkers call the moon down
The carnival was ringing loudly now
And just to lay with you
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
Save lay my rifle down

And try one, and try two
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, it’s ok, guess it's better to turn this way

And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I built this balustrade
To keep you home, to keep you safe
From the outside world
But the angles and the corners,
Even though my work is unparalleled,
They never seemed to meet
This structure fell about our feet
And we were free to go

And try one, and try two
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, ok, guess it's better to turn this way

And here in Spain I am a Spaniard
I will be buried with my marionettes
Countess and courtesan
Will fall beneath my tender hand
When their husbands were not around
But you, my soiled teenage girlfriend
Or are you furrowed like a lioness
And we are vagabonds
We travel without seatbelts on
We live this close to death

And try one, and try two
I guess it always comes down to
Alright, it’s ok, guess it's better to turn this
But I won, so you lose
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, it’s ok, guess it's better to turn this way

~ Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect by The Decemberists

2005-11-23T23:49:00.000-05:00

MORE RECOMMENDED MUSIC

Redesigned blog. And added links and such.

And there's more music out there that you absolutely need to be listening to.

~ Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah ~
The first time you listen to this album, it may throw you off. The singer sounds horrendous. Really. He sounds like he just recovered from a recent affliction of bronchitis or something. Ignore this, for you will, oddly enough, get used to it after a while. Hell, you may even be singing along after a while, TRYING to crack the pitches in the correct places. Instead of the singer, focus on the music. And then, it'll hit you.
Oh shit, this music kicks ass.
Cue dancing.
[Standout Tracks] - Let The Cool Goddess Rust Away ; The Skin Of My Yellow Country Teeth ; Is This Love?

~ Late Registration, by Kanye West ~
I've never really got why Kanye West's albums always got to me. Maybe it's calling deep within me, to my inner blackness, saying, "Nigga, you'd best enjoy this CD." Or maybe it's because of the fact that a lot of the subject matter in his raps are about college, for some reason, and I be going to college soon. Or maybe it's just because they're the only decent raps out there. You know, raps that aren't about Laffy Taffy, or whatever.
[Standout Tracks] - Gold Digger ; Drive Slow ; Diamonds From Sierra Leone

~ In The Aeroplane Over The Sea, by Neutral Milk Hotel ~
This album has been described as experimental rather than being a true and tried record. It certainly is true that the whole CD is a blend of enigmatic lyrics and freaky guitar/horn/synth combos, but that doesn't make it so it can't be an awesome album. Heavily reminiscent of The Decemberists, (which makes it all the better) varying song styles are a highlight of this album (from country-ish hoedowns to epic emotional ballads to happy-go-lucky, tap-your-toe tunes.)
[Standout Tracks] - The King Of Carrot Flowers ; Two-Headed Boy ; Ghost

~ Apologies To The Queen Mary, by Wolf Parade ~
I can hardly even say anything intelligent about this record. Nearly every track is highly infectious. Drums, guitar riffs, video-gamish synths... perfect, all of it. Don't even get me started on all of the standout tracks. Just go out and get it, give it a listen, and then kill me when you're sitting in math, and Wolf Parade lyrics start running rampart in your mind.
[Standout Tracks] - You Are A Runner, and I Am My Father's Son ; We Built Another World ; I'll Believe In Anything

That'll be all.

Don't forget about mah presents. They're being sent for on Saturdayish.

-=meh!=-

2005-11-23T01:00:00.000-05:00

SONG OF NOW

Give me your eyes
I need sunshine
Give me your eyes
I need sunshine
Your blood, your bones, your voice, and your ghost

We've both been
A very brave
Walk around with both legs
Fight the scary day
We both pulled the tricks out of our sleeves
I'll believe in anything and
You'll believe in anything
Said
I'll believe in anything and
You'll believe in anything

If I could get the fire out from the wire
I'd share a life and you'd share a life
If I could take the fire out from the wire
I'd share a life and you'd share a life
If I could take the fire out from the wire
I'd take you where nobody knows you and
Nobody gives a damn

I said nobody knows you and
Nobody gives a damn
And I could take another hit for you
And I could take away the trips from you
And I could take away the salt from your eyes
Take away skin and salt in you
And I could give you my apologies
By handing over my neologies
And I could take away your shaky knees
And I could give you all the olive trees
And look at the trees and look at my face and look at a place far away from here

So give me your eyes
I need sunshine
Give me your eyes
I need sunshine
Your blood, your bones, your voice, and your ghost
We've both been very brave
Walk around with both legs
Fight the scary day
We both pulled the tricks out of our sleeves
But I'll believe in anything and
You'll believe in anything

If I could take the fire out from the wire
I'd share a life and you'd share a life
If I could take the fire out from the wire
I'd share a life and you'd share a life
If I could take the fire out from the wire
I'd take you where nobody knows you and
Nobody gives a damn
I said nobody knows you
And nobody gives a damn

I said nobody knows you
And nobody gives a damn either way
About your blood, your bones, your voice, and your ghost
Because nobody knows you
And nobody gives a damn either way
You know I'll believe in anything and
You'll believe in anything
Because nobody knows you
And nobody gives a damn either way

~ I'll Believe In Anything by Wolf Parade

This is the most addictive song of the year. I'm not fucking kidding. It's been stuck in my head for around a week now. Cure me of this addiction.

-=meh!=-

2005-11-16T20:42:00.000-05:00

CHRISTMAS PRESENTS

THREADLESS IS HAVING A $10 SALE ON T-SHIRTS FOR CHRISTMAS.

ALL YALLS IS GETTING T-SHIRTS AS PRESENTS. OR AT LEAST UNIL I HIT THE POINT WHERE TOO MANY PEOPLE ARE ASKING. OR SOMETHING.

TELL ME WHICH DESIGN YOU LIKE ASAP. ONLY PICK ONES THAT SAY $10 SALE ON THEM. RAWR.

CLICK ON THIS TO SEE THEM.

MY CAPSLOCK KEY IS BROKEN.

-=MEH=-

2005-11-15T22:41:00.000-05:00

5 WIERD FACTS?

About myself?

I ACCEPT THY CHALLENGE.

Fact #1: In middle school, I had a habit of having this damn nervous twitch whenever I was freaked out by something, or scared, or whatever. In 7th grade, I did it so much when I was trying to ask this girl out, it temporarily earned me the nickname "Twitchy."

Fact #2: In addition to having an asian fetish, I also have a semi-redhead fetish, semi-pale fetish, and a very semi-goth fetish (hello SuicideGirls.com!)

Fact #3: If you ever meet me online in a chatroom or in a game somewhere without me knowing it, I will be a total douchebag to you. Something about me equates anonymity + internet + ownage in gaming = me being an asshole. Just a heads up.

Fact #4: I cannot snap. I don't know why. My fingers do not snap. Try as hard as I will, for hours on end, I shall never snap to the end of my days. In fact, it was only pretty recently (end of 8th grade?) that I learned how to whistle.

Fact #5: I have a scar on my wing-wong from a tragic accident from when I was like 3, that cannot be said in these circumstances, for my dignity would fly out of the window. So if I ever get naked with any of you, now you know why it looks funny.

BEAT THOSE.

I CHALLENGE DOM, KELLY, AND BIG MARC.

BECAUSE I CAN'T THINK OF ANYONE ELSE.

-=meh!=-