undergraduate86.10

Moanin' At Midnight

2010-08-06T10:45:00.003+10:00

So, it's been two weeks. I've had all my classes (bar achaeology workshops) and let's see the findings:

Japanese - Japanese is stupidly hard and will actually only get harder. I really need to work my shit out with this because I will actually fail. Gotta study like a bitch. Friends: Eleni is in my class again and some guy called Ed. He seems nice.
Music - Popular Music is a second year subject and for some reason everyone appears older than twenty. This makes me noticeably younger than EVERYONE which is really, really awkward. And I look like a pompous dick when I say something because I am younger. And everyone has majors and stuff and I was like "I don't have a major yet..." giving away my deep, dark secret of being youthful. Friends: None, and I don't expect that to change.
Art History - My tutor is a PhD student who's outrageously gay. I dunno about this, Art History this semester is going to take some big fat hours to kick into gear. Don't really care about old school architecture and sculptures and crap. Let's get into the Impressionsim...oh wait, that's week thirteen. Fuck. Friends: Heaps o' peeps, but in my tute, the people I was sitting with were shitty and lame. Mad cute girl though. Full sat next to me. What did I do? Nothing. Cool...

IN NOT RELATED NEWS:

GORILLAZ TICKETS!!!

Yeah, sweet, sweet shit there. Oh god, I'm out to miss my bus and be late to work. Thanks Gang of Four for being so pleasureable to listen to. I'll post a song later.
Post song now:

Gang of Four - At Home He's A Tourist

This:

2010-08-01T14:49:00.005+10:00

Recently Obtained

2010-07-30T12:49:00.003+10:00

Recently, I've been downloading heaps of hip-hop and singles from 60s bands. Got myself a fairly extensive collection of Kinks, Who, Rolling Stones, Small Faces, Zombies and Pretty Things singles. Even got an instrumental Beatles B-side called "Cry For A Shadow" which was off the chain. Lennon/Harrison composition.

Also currently downloading Zombies and Pretty Things EP collections, which makes me impossibly cool. Or a nerd. Either one I'm fine with.

As for hip-hop albums, I've accquired:

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth - Mecca & The Soul Brother
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - Live and Let Die
Mobb Deep - The Infamous...
Black Star - Mos Def & Talib Kweli Are Black Star
Boogie Down Productions - By All Means Necessary
Murs & 9th Wonder - Murs 3:16: The 9th Edition
Afrika Bambaataa & SoulSonic Force - Planet Rock

and some early songs here and there like Kurtis Blow's "The Breaks" and some Cold Crush Brothers. I love to hip some hop like a fresh black man.

The Pretty Things - Rosalyn

悪魔のうた

2010-07-28T22:34:00.002+10:00

Been listening to heaps of Big Boi and Murs (with 9th Wonder). Loving the hip-hop much too much recently. I think I might listen to Chuck Berry or Little Richard on the train tomorrow. That's pretty rock 'n' roll, right? I think "Sir Lucious Left Foot...The Son Of Chico Dusty" is my album of the year. I listened to it on repeat today. It was fly like a falcon. Oooh, I got a back-up plan to the back-up plan to back-up my back-up plan. One, and two, and you know what to do MOTHERFUCKER, LET'S GO!

Aaaah, Wata-san, such a pretty lady. Yes, I am just listening to Boris right now. They're so fucking amazing. I wish I could drone like them.

And so I'm in my Japanese tutorial and this hot chick walks in and sits down. That's it. I am like surrounded by attractive women, which is all well and good, but I honestly do not give any amount of shits about getting a grill. I mean in a serious relationship and hookin' up wif da hoez in da club. I just don't want to try. So what if I haven't made out in a few months, don't care. So what if I'm not grinding on some bitch with a filthily short skirt on a dancefloor, don't care. So what if I'm not chatting up that hot chick because I bought her a drink, don't care. I'd only buy a girl I know and enjoy the company of a drink. I'm cool like that. Yeah, fuck the hoes. Fuck the haters. Yeah...shut up kid.

Oh, so yeah, I went and saw Kasabian last Saturday. It was pretty fantastic.

Little Red played first. I fucking love Little Red and think they are one of the greatest bands in Sydney right now, so seeing them back from an absence in 2009 made me outrageously happy. They were on top form, slamming out the 50s-inspired tunes with glee and energy. They were better than ever and I will now see them at probably every given opportunity.

Kasabian raised the fucking roof from the get-go. "Shoot The Runner" started the brilliant night and shit was off the chain. The band played fantastically, performed with genuine interest and excitement and made the crowd go off, tits and all (srsly, there were boobies). The slower songs in the middle of the set were still great because that trumpeter was brilliant and did some great melodic stuff, which generally contrasted to the drunk Englishmen who swamped the Hordern in full force. They ended the set with "Club Foot" (<3) and then slammed out a quick encore which concluded the show with "LSF" which the departing crowd chanted for at least fifteen minutes throughout the Entertainment Quater. It was amazing. That has never happened to me and probably never will again because I don't go to many gigs where the crowd is 50% British ex-pats. What a gas.

Kasabian - LSF

Bak 2 Skewl

2010-07-26T22:55:00.003+10:00

Hogwarts Building is so cool.

And so semester two begins. Time to correct all mistakes of not studying for Japanese into practice. And also having to work harder because I do four subjects rather than three because academic writing didn't count as a subject. Got a distinction without attending a lecture or getting the course reader. Pretty great shit there. Now I'm doing:

Art History: Art and Experience
Music: Popular Music
Archaeology: An Introduction
Japanese: Japanese 2

Riveting shit. Rivets!

And so I've been downloading a fuckload of old school hip-hop. It's all amazing. Discovering the marvellous roots. Kool Moe Dee, The Cold Crush Brothers and Kurtis Blow. And I'm hooking James up with essential hip-hop, on his one-terrabyte hard drive. Prepare to be fly, guy.

I thought I had more to say.

Fare thee well, Le Tour de France. Adieu, adieu.

Busy P - To Protect and Entertain (Feat. MURS)

Shutterbugg

2010-07-25T20:24:00.003+10:00

I downloaded Black Dynamite today. I have been looking forward to seeing this film for a while, but I have never found it on DVD here. Maybe because I haven't looked at the DVDs at JB for about a year now. Now that I have it, I can hand it off to someone, they can burn a copy (yeah, my computer is pretty good like that) and we can watch that shit with some beers and popcorn and pizza. Seriously, if you haven't seen it yet, watch the trailer. I might go watch it again just to pump myself up for no reason.

I also watched Jackie Brown which was alright. Quentin's homage to blaxploitation was done well, but I just didn't dig it too much for some reason. Maybe because Samuel L. Jackson wasn't permanently screaming, which is what he does best. And I watched Raising Arizona which was pretty great. I love the Coen Brothers. And Nicolas Cage. He was lovable in that film.

Away from movies, there's a new exhibition on at the art gallery that I absolutely must see. "Paths To Abstraction 1867-1917" should be dope on a rope, some Monet, Kandinsky and Malevich to treat the eyes. I was going to go alone, but now I figure I've gotta go with a pretty girl because if I go alone I'll look like a lonely, no-friend tool, if I go with two pretty girls I'll look either like a dickhead or a fag, and if I go with a guy, we'll both look like fags. So now I need to find a pretty girl who wants to hang. LUV 2 ART! Also, I am just massively gay for Claude Monet, so it might be appropriate going with another guy.

Also, fucking hell Robyn is sick. It's a shame I'm three years late for her self-titled album, because it's fucking mad.

And "Shutterbugg" is song of the year and "Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty" is probably my album of the year because I gave it a 5/5 on rate your music. Yes!!! Gonna buy that and "High Violet" tomorrow in the first hour of five in between lectured. Thanks, USYD, I just am the kind of guy who loves to kill five hours. Twice a week.

Big Boi - Shutterbugg
Robyn - With Every Heartbeat

Date.

2010-07-23T21:05:00.004+10:00

Today I had a hot date with loneliness and Casablanca. It was heart-wrenching. Seems like the only people I am destined to spend time with are actors.

Hey, so, have you ever had an emotional breakdown and cried on a train alone?

Jurassic 5 -Remember His Name

North Star

2010-07-22T12:39:00.004+10:00

Erich Heckel, Landscape in Holstein, 1913

Alexei Jawlensky, Symphony in pink, 1929

I saw these two artworks at the European masters collection from the Stadel Museum at the National Gallery of Victoria. It was a pretty good exhibition with a broad range from classical works to modern expressionist stuff. It was great to see artworks from a place that I'll probably never visit (Frankfurt), which opened my eyes further to the fantastic, enormous world of art. Also, there was a Claude Monet artwork that I am practically a giant homosexual for because I love Monet too much.

I grabbed myself an audioguide. It was an iPod. Pretty modern guys down there in ol' London Jr. So I'm walking around the art gallery, trying to not walk with my parents like a cool dude, checking out the artworks and the women (if you guys could have seen this chick, ma gawd), click-clackin' on the floor in my new shoes, all that cool stuff. After going to Melbourne again, and a bit older, my desire to live there has reignited. And if I can't move there, I'll just roll over in the holidays, fuck shit up at Hi-Fi Bar, 24 Moons and Pony, throw up in an alley somewhere, piss on something and then go to an artfag laneway for eggs benedict and tea. Wow, that's pretty superficial. Hell yes!!!

Blakroc - Stay Off The F*%$#n' Flowers (feat. Raekwon)
Raekwon - Glaciers of Ice (feat. Ghostface Killah & Masta Killa)
Meth, Ghost and Rae - Our Dreams

Hey Babe.

2010-07-20T17:45:00.005+10:00

Versus is pretty great. I didn't really dig it the first time I watched it because I slept through 70% of it because Harry and I started watching it at about 2:00am. Now I need to buy Tokyo Gore Police and Wild Zero and I'll have all the Japanese splatter flicks I'll ever need. Actually, maybe Samurai Princess because she launches a shuriken out of her vagina. YES YOU CAN NEVER UN-READ THAT! PS. Chick on the right in the above picture is a babe.

So today I also watched Back To The Future again because that movie is unbelievably well-written and acted and everything about it is super dope. I love Michael J. Fox. I could tell you why the movie is so brilliant, but you've seen it so you already know. Honestly, what I do nowadays is sit around all day watching movies and working. My life, she is amazing. My wife? Oh, she's in the basement...

Last night I watched Dog Day Afternoon. It was pretty fantastic. I love Al Pacino. He's so nuts. His performance in that film was actually one of the most convincing pieces of acting I've ever seen. He got so into the character, perfectly portrayed Sonny's decent into complete metal breakdown. Such a tense film. I highly recommend it to everyone, fans of drama movies or not. But everyone should love dramas because they have the most passion out of all genres, I believe. They demand the most from the actors, and, unfortunately, they fail very often. But when you see a gripping, tense, emotionally charged and driven drama, my god, the heavens open and you stare into the face of the good lord himself. Or not, up to you really. I just need to watch Gone With The Wind and Casablanca again. And The Godfather, Part II.

Luv 2 Movie.

Now for a story:

I heard the phone ring, it was next to me, so I answered it, but not too quickly because that would be weird. The young woman on the other end asked if I was my father. I am not, so I told her I am not. She asked if he would be interested in buying a property. I answered "Probably not." and she inquired if I would be interested. I told her I am a poor uni student who is only eighteen. She told me that she was just about to buy an investment property, and I retorted with informing her that I hardly have any money. She then asked me where I worked, seemingly instigating a conversation. I told her I work for my father and she continued to ask me various questions about my pay, if I liked my job and if I'm at uni and stuff. She then told me she was seventeen, makes twenty dollars an hour working as a telemarketer. Being my witty, audacious self, throught this conversation I was dropping some clever words, which made her giggle like the seventeen-year old presumable schoolgirl she is. She seemed decently intelligent as well, and pretty keen on buying this investment property she had in the pipeline. She also seemed quite intent on keeping the conversation going, regardless of the fact she had failed her aim of selling my father an investment property. I guess I'm just a charmer over the phone, with my deadbeat voice, uncaring attitude towards investment properties and overall lack of personality when on a telephone. I wonder if she'll call back one day or something. Or if she was hot. Doubt it. Probably fat.

Pivot - Epsilon

Where I've Been

2010-07-11T18:31:00.002+10:00

We had a family staying with us for a few days. The mum and youngest son came a day after the dad and older son. They rocked up when I was at work. Then I went to Hot Damn and they were sleeping when I got home. In the morning, they left before I woke up, then I went to Bouzo's and slept over. I had people living in my house for two days whom I was yet to have physical contact with. How great is that?

Sunrise > Sunset. Any old person can see a sunset, but a sunrise is a beautiful thing after an entire night of staying up. Waking up for sunrise is cheating.

In reality of seeing lovely sunrises, I've been working and partying. Work is so good, customers like recognise me and are like BFFs even though I don't know their names or anything. And the partying, hoo boy has it been fun. Hot Damn was pretty sweet, even though I left pretty early. And I was legit the only person in the club who knew Ol' Dirty's Got Your Money which is shameful because that song is dope as fuck. All in all, I should start going there more because it's a cool place and has Big Buck Safari and the toilets weren't packed ever and it was great. And there were some good looking girls there who I probably should have talked to or something. Whatever. Wymynm. Also, $4.50 house scotch's made me one happy surfer, so Hot Damn also has that going for it.

Then there was Bouzo's house. What an evening. There's a fair bit I do not remember, and for good reason. Goodbye, sangria, it was a lovely evening. Apparently it wasn't lovely downstairs after I went to sleep, so I won't touch that shit. The day after, though, my legs were totally ruined (thanks, Samm for challenging me to "drop it like it's hot") and everyone else (except the pharmacist) at work was hungover / sick, so it was a pretty lively workplace. Some good came out of it, I'm now going to the zoo with Nicole in a few weeks, and that should be a fun day out.

Oh look, and elephant playing a shamisen.

Two One, Blind Elephant Song, Mixed Media on spray cans in wooden frame, 2008.

Beastie Boys - Jimmy James

le Tour

2010-07-05T21:00:00.005+10:00

And so begins another reason to not sleep.
Le Tour de France officially began last night, with Stage 1 commencing and Alessandro Petacchi taking it out in his lovely pink and blue gear.

Gotta love guys in spandex riding bikes.

So we had a jam sesh at Harry's today. It was pretty decent. We set up all this shit on the roof, including carpet, then after I Wanna Be Your Dog the neighbour complained. We then moved everything down into the garage and had some fun. Played some Strokes, Black Sabbath and Weezer because it's pretty easy and we aren't good...yet. Then we got some lunch a Spitroast (never not funny) and bought some Thai beer because we can. Then when we got back, we went back into the sound lab and tuned up and the neighbour complained again and we hadn't even played anything yet. What a gai kent. We should have argued with him and continued to jam because he actually couldn't have done anything because noise complaints can only be made after eleven o'clock or something and it was like five. Seriously, what a shithead. Next time, I am going to argue the fuck out of him. And he wasn't polite or anything, just a cunt. A massive cuntfag. Get a life, thundercunt.

Primal Scream - Beautiful Future

You're Gonna Wake Up One Morning...

2010-07-01T20:31:00.003+10:00

High Fidelity is one of the best films I've ever seen. I'd read the book but I don't care to much for books that aren't Hemmingway killing shit. Yeah, I know I should read more, finish Crime and Punishment and read Nineteen-Eighty-Four and do cool shit like that, but I've got melodramatic Japanese video games to play. I'm just that cool. I actually haven't finished Inferno yet. Still like 10 Cantos or so left. It's poetry that's printed only on one page and I still haven't finished it. I'm pretty good at reading, clearly.

Maybe I should get some audiobooks or something. The Harpooned Heart by Marge Simpson as read by Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen.

So I'm going to the shops tomorrow. I might buy Super Mario Galaxy 2. I don't know if I should because I'm on disc 2 / 3 for Final Fantasy XIII and getting on through Red Dead Redemption (and if GTA IV is any inclination on how long it takes me to finish a Rockstar game, hoo mamma I've got some months ahead of me), so I don't know if I need another reason to not be social. So I dunno, spend money by going out and partying with friends or save heaps of cash a sit alone in my house for days on end in front of the TV. Hmmm, big decisions. I may have to calculate the pro's and con's of each lifestyle:

Going Out:

Pro's:

Being with friends
Drinking
Dancing
Wymyn

Con's:

Destroying my wallet
Potential hangovers
Risqué situations
Wymyn

Video Games:

Pro's:

Don't have to care about anyone else
I love video games hard
Do what I want

Con's:

Unhealthy eating habits
Not much of a life

Damn.

So last night was pretty fantastic. I was outrageously sober for what I drank, so that's one mystery that will go unsolved. Alex dancing with the crazy niggers was actually the funniest thing ever. The bitches, Alex, they would've been all over you if you pulled moves on them rather than rapping "Juicy" with us. But hey, you've got a woman, so whatever. And Bouzo and I going all Biggie and getting some Hennessy on the rocks because we ball so damn hard. Umm, what else happened. Nick and I got some 12:40 Maccas because we're friggin' cool and then I had some cereal in bed, which is always mad ill. Oh, I had Pepper Lunch for dinner, that was pretty delicious. And I sculled a Bicardi and coke because I'm such a sikkent or something. So yeah, that happened.

13th Floor Elevators - You're Gonna Miss Me

Like A Boss

2010-06-29T20:18:00.003+10:00

I am so G'd for the World Cup tonight.

Midnight Match

We have The Glorious Nippon against Paraguay. Regardless of what people have been saying, I think Paraguay have a damn hot chance here. There game is fast and ruthless to the opposition, and while they only win by one goal which is near the end of the match usually, it's because they have the stamina to run the other team ragged. Damn high altitude of Paraguay! On the other hand, we have Japan. Japan who haven't played spectacularly this tournament (except when Cameroon was bombarding their defence and they managed to withstand it (Eiji Kawashima made amazing saves)). They need to fucking step it up. They weren't the best Asian team here, that was easy South Korea, but let's see if their loss pumps up the Japanese. Let's hope.

Four-Thirty Match

What we have here is potentially the most awesome match of the 2010 World Cup. Spain V Portugal. The nations hate each other (except like 12 points from Portugal to Spain in Eurovision WTF!?) and Ronaldo is a fag and so is Torres, so if the match gets a bit boring, we can have a bitch-off between the two. Or cut to some birds, which seems to be the cool thing to do according to Fifa. I'm assuming this match will be off the fuckin' chain because Portugal didn't exert any energy last match so they should power on and Spain need to pick up their feet. I want to see some epic shit that makes getting up at 4:00 worth it, YA HEAR ME!!!?

So in other news, I'm working a shitload this week, which means I'll be a rich kent. And there's like $318 flights to Osaka and mum was all "Let's go!" and I was like "FUCK YEAH I'LL GO JAPAN TWICE IN A YEAR!!!" so I might (probably not) have that going for me. Which would be absolutely dope as fuck. Imagine. Yeah, you can't, sorry, but I kind of can. Just have to imagine more green where all the dead brown was. Fuck.

And now I'm currently listening to The Protomen because Chris told me to and it's a rock opera loosely based on MegaMan and MegaMan rules like a boss. Looking forward to this. Just started. If the whole album is like the first track, we could be in for a fucking fun ride. I also have a headache for some reason, which sucks the big one. I'll grab some panadol and attempt to stay up for Japan match. I should be able to do it. Take some tea and food upstairs as eating keeps me awake. Looks like it could be a sweet night of my own, awesome company. I am a cool dude to hang around with. Not really.

Super excited for The Eastern tomorrow night. The one place where I lose all class, gaze at fine wymyn, give dirty wymyn filthy looks of disgust and pray I never have to use the bathroom...but I always do. Keen to hear some terribad RnB (see: Con dancing like a drunk fool), some good electro on the 3rd floor (Major Lazer PLZ). I would be amazed if the DJ had taste and was educated and played some SunStroke Project. I would actually jizz. And Saxophone Guy on the D-Floor.

Get Shakes - Disneyland (Pt. 1)

Guile Theme

2010-06-27T21:53:00.006+10:00

Even though I am just playing Grand Theft Auto IV but with more horses, less protitutes (I know, you cannot do whores in the whore-house!), more coyotes and $3 rewards, I am fast becoming addicted to Red Dead Redemption. It is fucking sweet. Like so sweet. Maybe it will be a 10/10 like Hyper gave it. Probably not. Solid 9.5 currently, though. Worst thing is the water = death mechanic they decided to go with. What a shame. Still, I kill buck like a boss. Big buck huntin' on horseback.

Anyways, because I'm drunk on the last train home on Saturday nights, I type shit into my phone. This would have taken a while for me to do...I can't really remember it. Damn that tequila shot (lolnotreally).

"Cube Runner is really hard when you're seeing double...

I wish my headphones didn't get lost somewhere along the way tonight. I'd totally be jamming out some:

- Sleigh Bells - Crown On The Ground
- Holy Fuck - Red Lights
- The Undertones - Teenage Kicks
- Hüsker Dü - Never Talking To You Again

I'm totally getting into 80s alternative and power pop currently. The Replacements are absolutely loved by me. Let It Be and Tim are solid albums, both highly recommended. I'll probably start listening to some R.E.M. soon and go on a binge with them. Document and Murmur are incredible records. Might listen to Green. I have Automatic For The People on CD, so I may give that a spin when I get home after some mi goreng or a toasted sandwich. A truly great band who people either take for granted or do not pay enough attention to.

Hüsker Dü are similarly as amazing. I could recommend Zen Arcade to absolutely anybody. It's the O.G. American Idiot, but with 80s production. Simply brilliant and beautifully emotive songs were written by Bob Mould and Grant Hart.

However, I have a soft spot for albums that let my emotions loose. Those albums where you yearn for the past when you mull in melanchaulia. Stuff like 16 Lovers Lane by The Go-Betweens and Rumours by Fleetwood Mac. Albums that are brought together through emotional turmoil and destrought. And Live Travels At Illegal Speeds by Graham Coxon, it holds a special place in my romantic history.

Tonight was pretty fun. At first, I was quite sad that Nicole decided to not come and get drunk with me. I was really looking forward to that. James Squire Brewery was cool, as per usual. It is a nice pub with a great atmosphere that I can always get into. Bar Century was packed and I drank many a-scotch and coke. I love $3 drinks...they make my life. Then there was the George Street drama with Aidan being punched by some guy. I don't know the full story, but I can bet there was more in it than a guy punching Aidan for no reason. Regardless, we managed to calm him down and not create too much of a scene...I hope. When we got to The Argyle, more bad shit happened. Eli couldn't get in so we tried to sneak him in by giving him my shoes, but the sneaky, sober bouncer caught us. One tequile sht later and I was saying goodbye to Tim and getting on the last train myself.

Oh dear, I apologise for my drunken ramblings.

Con

PS. Awesome, you'll shut up and leave me be."

Hideyuki Fukasawa - Theme of Guile

Umm...I wanna play Final Fantasy XIII. And like, Asian girlfriend...

Fuck Off Sun, I'm Trying To Get Some Sleep

2010-06-24T20:04:00.006+10:00

And so begins the staying up.

Now that the World Cup has kicked into gear, with the final games in the group stages providing thorough entertainment, I am now staying up to watch the midnight game and then sleeping from two until four and then watching the four o'clock game and going to sleep at six. Like this morning, I was getting to sleep after a bitter-sweet Australian match and the sun was being a bitch and making my room light. It was annoying. Let's see what's on tonight,

12:00 - Paraguay V New Zealand
New Zealand have had a surprising and interesting campaign, matching Slovakia and Italy extremely well. It's been great. However, Paraguay were the highest qualifying South American team, beating Argentina, Chile, Brazil and Uruguay. It's going to be good.

4:30 - Japan V Denmark
I will watch this because of my love for Nihon. They have to draw to get through. I hope to Amaterasu that Japan get through to the round 16. This is so I can go to the city when Japan play and hit on the supporters like I should have last weekend. Fucking yes I am so excited for this.

Aside from watching football, I currently spend my life playing Final Fantasy XIII. Fuck I am cool. I am so cool that I did not know there was a large group of people going to Hot Damn tonight so that's why I am not out. That's quire depressing. What's more, I can't even drown this by playing Final Fantasy XIII because dad's playing Red Dead Redemption. So unfair.

So Final Fantasy XIII. Pretty great game. Obvious flaws are put aside by my unhealthy love for a video game that has a story that consists for fourty plus hours of people whining. It's what the series evolved into. It's great. I mean, I haven't even finished Final Fantasy XII and I'm at like fourty-five hours. It's fantastic. Arguably, my admiration for super-Japanese melodrama makes me pretty gay, and I would probably not even argue against that. The games are just the epitome of polish. The cutscenes are spectacular, the art direction, while sometimes questionable, is pretty sweet and the outrageousness is perfect. The last boss battle I fought was three people (two girls and a kid) taking down a hovering tank that had turrets and rocket launchers. I won with magic. I am godly. Or sad...I just don't know anymore...

Well then...seems like I'm not actually a cool dude at all. A sad realisation. I think I might just go to sleep or something. Probably not, though. Damn this, I'm even going home on Saturday night relatively early and getting picked up from the station, meaning I can't get super trashed. That makes me even sadder. Oh well, looks like I'll just have to go back into my video games cocoon and be super anti-social. Then when I finally finish Final Fantasy XIII, I'll go out and get me an Asian girlfriend. That's really what I would like.

Cheap Trick - Surrender
The Replacements - Kiss Me On The Bus
The Jam - That's Entertainment
The Undertones - Let's Talk About Girls

Sport

2010-06-18T12:07:00.003+10:00

I don't normally watch sport. The only thing I regularly watch is the Australian Open and Wimbeldon and maybe some cricket thrown in there. But this is completely different. I am fucking loving the World Cup. It's fantastic. I have no idea what's happened. I never watch football normally, so why am I suddenly watching two games a nice and staying up until outrageous hours of the morning? Who cares, it's shit awesome!

People doubted Maradona, but Argentina performed marvellously last night. Except the brain explosion that allowed South Korea to score. I bet the tiny man was not happy with that. Regardless, I hope South Korea beat Nigeria, I actually love their team. Not as much as the Japanese team because they are all just so damn cool.

Otherwise, I haven't been studying not nearly as much as I should be for Japanese. Tomorrow will be an interesting one. But I still deserve a huge night out, amIright? I AM RIGHT! But I want to go somewhere that has a TV so I can watch Japan V Netherlands at 9:30 and Australia V Ghana at 12:00, because I'd rather drink and watch football at a club than dance the night away. Maybe. Damn, that's a hard decision. Next semester, I promise to do work throughout for Japanese. I've learnt my lesson the hard way. But still, Mad Manning Mondays will be little work and more chilling. This semester will be totally archaeological!

I'd make a "Con's World Cup Playlist!" but I'm not a gayfag, so here's a cool song:

Holy Fuck - Stilettos

Priscilla, 1969

2010-06-17T11:51:00.004+10:00

Priscilla, 1969, from Almost Grown, Joseph Szabo.

Cool.
I also got a Dinosaur Jr. Peel Session from 1988. It's pretty ace.

Dinosaur Jr. - The Leper (Peel Session version)

2010 Music, Part II

2010-06-13T13:18:00.004+10:00

Because I like good music, I know that there have been some great singles this year. None of which are 2Day FM singles, but some probably will be, which is shame because there they will be unappreciated and drowed with all the Ne-Yo's and T-Pains in this terrible world.

Japandroids - Younger Us

This year, Japandroids are on some project to release five singles with B-sides which are covers. Younger Us is their second single and is better than the first, Art Czars. It's better because it goes somewhere, unlike Art Czars which just mulls and repeats it's own chorus for 3:57. I haven't heard the B-side (X's Sex and Dying In High Society), but I assume it'll be great.

Fuck Buttons - Olympians

Remember how I said Fuck Buttons made the best, most interesting electronica album of 2009? Well I did. Here's proof. Olympians is a damn killer song and should defs hold it's place as #1 single of 2010 (on rate your music). It is epic shit at 10:55, but is easily the best thing that Fuck Buttons have ever done. If I were a DJ, I would totally remix the SHIT out of this track.

Gil Scott-Heron - Me And The Devil

Gil Scott-Heron rules. And so does this song. That is all.

Janelle Monáe - Cold War

This song perfectly encapsulates Janelle's album. It's fast, poppy, soulful and arty. Beautiful instrumentation that sets her miles apart from any other R&B artist around nowadays. In fact, Monáe is so friggin' sweet that people who listen to commercial radio pop would not find her interesting because it's actually good music and doesn't have hand-claps and autotune. Yes! She can actually sing :O !

Kanye West - Power

Yes! I am so gay for this man. Mr. West is back with utmost style, slamming out some King Crimson, slight comeback to President Obama, tribal chants and dope as fuck beat. It's Kanye's version of Jay-Z's Death of Auto-tune last year; the popular rapper being all "Fuck you, bitches!" and powering out a single that jaded hip-hoppers can love. Except Pills. Whatabitch!

Lastly, Erykah Badu's Turn Me Away (Get MuNNY) isn't officially a single yet, so I can't include it in this list, but when it is, it'll easily be in my top five. That is a funky piece of neo-soul right there.

Erykah Badu - Jump Up In The Air and Stay There

Cringe-Worthy

2010-06-10T12:56:00.002+10:00

Gustave Doré, Inferno Canto 32, 1857

I hate bad movies. Movies that are confused in direction, with no character development, stale, flat jokes, poor, predictable attempts at drama and terrible over acting. I hate them. I love a good performance in a well thought out, cleverly written film is always great. See, Schindler's List is tarnished by what is essentially the final scene and redemption. Liam Neeson completely fucks up everything good about the previous three hours because the scene is amazingly tacky and poorly performed. Arguably this is Spielberg's fault for having some filthy fetish over wanky, over dramatic endings. They are the reason why I don't like Spielberg that much. It actually made me roll my eyes and genuinely sad that the filthy scene wasn't redone in a completely different way to having Oskar Schindler break down and cry. It was out of character. It was wrong. There could have been a much easier way for Oskar to show his gratitude. Did we see the Jews crying out of happiness when they were RESCUED FROM AUSCHWITZ!? No! Why then does Schindler become a mega pussy when he SETS THE OTHER PEOPLE FREE!? Gah!

Regardless, "La Ritournelle" by Sébastien Tellier is an incredible song. If you play it on repeat, the file I have perfectly matches the start and the end together, making some amazing, never-ending aural bliss. Great stuff there.

Voltumnus - Flow

2010 Music

2010-06-08T12:06:00.004+10:00

I would say it's been a pretty darn swell year for music already. You can tell that some of the stuff released this year will be "essential" or "seminal" later in the 2010s. Like in 2019, there'll probably be an album from this year in the top 10. However, I still haven't found my new Merriweather Post Pavilion because I actually am still sexually aroused by the record.
Here's my favourites so far (in no particular order):

Flying Lotus - Cosmogramma

I was reading some reviews for this brilliant album while at work. Someone compared it to Massive Attack's Mezzanine in that it was the genre perfected. However, I couldn't tell what genre he was talking about. FlyLo is still classified by some as dubstep, but this is a tag I do not agree with in the slightest. And to say that Cosmogramma is the perfection of the electronica genre is a huge claim when Aphex Twin exists. I would regard this as the peak of FlyLo's career, but not of a genre because it's the kind of album that sticks out in your music library. It doesn't just get lumped into one category. It's so much more.

Jónsi - Go

It can easily be agrued that this album is nothing more than Jón Þór Birgisson "selling out" from his status as a post-rock master craftsman. I disagree. Yes, it's pop. Yes, it's bouncy and cute, but it's also pop not for the radio. You probably will hear "Go Do" and "Boy Lilikoi" on the radio this year if you haven't already, but see if Nova will pick this up. They won't because it's a pop record with a brain. Also, it's a little too arty for the Lady GaGa's out there. Also, I would bet that he can get more straight men than GaGa, the ugly hoe.

Erykah Badu - New Amerykah Part Two: Return of the Ankh

Neo-soul rules, and I think Erykah is the voice of the genre. Sorry D'Angelo. Yeah, it's less funky and fun as Part One, and doesn't have a song as good as "Honey" (which is technically a bonus track), but you can tell she's poured a lot of soul into this, as you'd expect from a soul record. Madlib's production is great, as you can expect, and he does a great job of not pulling a dick move like he did on Mos Def's The Ecstatic last year where he recycled a Beat Konducta jam. Or maybe Mos wanted it. Who cares. The atmosphere created on this album is purely dripping with adoration and enthusiasm to make a killer record. Erykah Badu has done just that. Me loves.

Janelle Monáe - The ArchAndroid

Erykah Badu's main competition this year in terms of the loveliest voice of 2010. This contemporary, arty R&B record may totally rip-off Metropolis, but in the best way possible. Actually, it's suites two and three (suite one was her debut EP) of a four-suite concept. Regardless of the concept, this album is musically something very special. Janelle has completely rewritten the standards for R&B, genre-hopping while still being firmly rooted in traditions. Except the song with of Montreal, which doesn't quite sit right because it's so damn of Montreal-y. Outside of "Make The Bus," this album will satisfy anyone except maybe RnB listeners because the production isn't a terrible Timbaland rip-off (who sucks, may I add) and the instrumentation is intricate and subtle rather than "IMMA BE IMMA BE IMMA-IMMA-IMMA BE!!!"

The National - High Violet

This might just be the only rock record that matters this year. On the surface, it's nothing new: A delicate album about heartbreak and loneliness. After a few listens, this album digs into you. It becomes a beautiful set of songs that may or may not apply to you. They probably won't because you weren't engaged and haven't seriously thought about having kids. The album is a man growing up and coming to terms with what the world expects him to do. It's pretty fucking great. Understandable why it's #1 on rate your music for 2010.

However, I would say that my favourite song this year has got to be Nas and Damian Marley's "As We Enter." It is so slick.

Nas and Damian Marley - As We Enter

Saturday Night, 'Round 12:53am...

2010-06-06T13:20:00.004+10:00

Note: This was written on my phone as I went home from Establishment.

My Trip Home On The Last Train: A Tale of Triumph and Woe.

Con walks toward the train carriage. He notices sawdust spread EVERYWHERE on the floor. He walks to the other carriage.
Train Guard: It's a bit messy in there.

I swear I heard a girl chunder. Can't smell anything, though.

Note: Now here is when four drunk people got on the train. The rest of this is generally quotations from their conversation.

I've never thrown up in a bar. Maybe outside a bar.
It was running down your chin. You were like: "Give me a napkin!"

It's your de-odourant, it makes you smell like Thailand.

He beats the drum at his own beat...what is that saying...?

He was, like, really con-shi-en-suns...con-shieen-en-suns...what's the word...?

You could say "saucey"...but that's nothing like "sassy"...

It seems like I ate your fart

Chronological: I am rapidly sobering up, making this train trip highly unbearable.

I was so scared that I thought the train would never stop.
Did it stop?
Well, yeah, I'm here now.

1:20am: Awkward silence...

Where are we now?
Terulla.

In harmony: Super cheap, super cheap, it's super cheap-ay, yawwh. (To the tune on "Super Freak")

1:25am: I wish I was not sober right now...

1:28am: These people are getting tired and have stopped saying stupid shit D':

That's my job; I play with kids.
:|

Everything has a reason.
What's the reason for throwing up in a bar?

But I like tequilla-
Not anymore!

I left my passport in a bar...that bar...

I am actually thinking about how I am going to write this on Facebook.

Step 1: Tequilla shot.
Step 2: Throw up.
Step 3: Not know what happened.
Step 4: Give me a napkin!

6, 2, 1, 1...
6x2=12
21-1=11
11-1=10
Success!!

1:36am: Riverwood. So. Damn. Close.

Shonky kent on the train. Phone away.

1:42am: Car.

1:56am: Bathroom: Wee, photo, brush teeth.

2:00am: Oh yeah, I was listening to HEALTH before I went out...

2:02am: Go downstairs of get headphones.

2:06am: The Beatles - Revolver. An so begins an attempt to listen to my top 5 records at a ridiculous hour.

2:18am: WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE!!!

2:35am: Got To Get You Into My Life. Who am I thinking about? Your opinion.

2:45am: Village Green Preservation Society in glorious mono.

2:50am: Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?

3:10am: Can't make it. The Kinks - Phenonemal Cat. Good nightm thought's in my head. To to faaaark awwwwwf.

The Kinks - Phenomenal Cat

All Nighters

2010-06-02T22:15:00.002+10:00

I am yet to pull an all nighter for uni.
I am about 1,000 words (halfway) into my music essay. I will not make this my first all nighter, because I have ancient tricks to overcome it:

Tea
Cookies
Dubstep
A Brain

No challenge.

Caspa - The Terminator

A Quick Note:

2010-06-02T12:08:00.004+10:00

Mr. T is an actor.
B.A. Baracus was his character.
Clubber Lang was also a character of his.
"I pity the fool!" comes from Clubber Lang.
Stop fucking up popular culture.
Thank you.

The Beta Band - Squares

Eurovision

2010-05-31T11:22:00.006+10:00

Eurovision is pretty much the greatest event of the year.

The feast that mum prepared was off the chain. Some food from various countries, including paella and Portugese chicken. So good. And the cousins, Harry and Al gathering around the TV all watching, singing along and making massively inappropriate comments throughout is great fun. Standing ovation from Al and I to my future wife Lena Meyer-Landrut (Al, you got no chance and I will marry her) and an all-round applause for Giorgos Alkaios and Friends. OPA was a pretty sweet jam. Honestly, I thought that Iceland's song, no matter how fat the singer was, had a solid chance at winning. "Je Ne Sai Quoi" had the euro-rave beats, outrageous singing, a key change and amazing lighting. But hey, turns out Europe loves Lena nearly as much as I do. She was even in my dream - and it wasn't even sexual!

We went down to Opera Bar (because for some reason I was fucking loaded) and while we were having some steak, Lena and her friend were walking past (because she came to Australia because she's cool like that). And so I ran over and like talked to her and invited her to join us for dinner (dream, remember this, a dream) and we were all hanging and taking photos and then we went to the Argyle and danced to "Tits & Acid" by Simian Mobile Disco and then went to Cargo Bar (yes, I woke up and though, "Oh god...Cargo..?") and met up with everyone else. Then we got out mega party on and then as everyone was leaving I was all like: "Lena, where are you staying?" and so we all went back to her hotel room, which was the penthouse of the Shangri-La (pretty believable). And we drank expensive alcohol (and when I say I was loaded, I mean wads of cash and money clips) and went to sleep as the sun rose. I am a cool guy with a vivid imagination which is totally realistic. Shut up.

Also, Boris was pretty fucking amazing.

Mos Def - Supermagic

The End.

2010-05-26T21:37:00.004+10:00

Stills from Andy Warhol's film Empire

So it's pretty much the end of the semester and you know, subjects are all wrapping up. Art History exam on Monday, Japanese speaking next Friday and then an exam on the 19th of June (Boo, Saturday exam) and final assignments for Academic Writing and Music are due. So there we have it, my first semester of university coming to a close. I guess I should reflect on what I've learnt:

Some basic stuff in Japanese, much less than I should know.
Art is cool, man.
How to actually research an essay and kinda how to reference.
How to drink a beer.

Looks like I'm a stellar uni student.

What I'm really looking forward to is holidays. I won't really have to care because I now have expectations of uni and won't be fretting. Pretty amped to just hit the town on random days of the week, go to some bad clubs (hellooooo Eastern!), some great pubs (hellooooo James Squire Brewery) and generally just lounge around. Sit in my room on a Sunday afternoon reading some books, listening to tunes and watching some killer flicks. Maybe shove some Final Fantasy in there somewhere because video games are cool. Get some people over, have a Street Fighter IV sesh, maybe? I might even go for a daily bike ride or something! Imagine that, me doing "exercise" often. Insane! What I would really love is a Pills Party™ and get absolutely lashed and stay up until sunrise because that's fun and a Pills Party™ is literally the greatest party ever. And a jam session. We desperately need a jam session. My talent (non-existant) is just going to waste! I cannot write a song...some rocker I'll grow up to be.

Paragrah three is often a summary, synthesising above points into some profound comment about the world and the existence of life. But I ain't done, no sir, I've got plenty more on my mind. Like why are women so crazy? Women, why are you so crazy? Do you strive to make a man's life a living hell? Japan has it made with men still being the dominant motherfucker in society, and waitresses in maid cafes referring to the customers as "Master." That's right. That's how it should be. And women are so unreadable and give mixed messages. Unless they're drunk. Or maybe I'm just terribad at reading people. That's probably it. FUCKING WOMEN!

Kanye West - Homecoming

Art History

2010-05-24T22:17:00.003+10:00

I got my big essay back today. 80/100. Here's the comment, it's the funniest shit ever:

"Con - your terrible introduction cleverly lowered my expectations, so that the rest of this thoughtful, observant, well-researched essay came as a complete surprise. Your analysis was alert, you interpretation was simultaneously ingenious and sensitive, and you clearly absorbed and assimilated the books that you cited. This is commendable work."

Hells yeah!

Robyn - Konichiwa Bitches

Luv 2 Shred

2010-05-18T20:52:00.003+10:00

Gonna get me some metal albums.

Death - Individual Thought Patterns
Morbid Angel - Altars of Madness
Entombed - Wolverine Blues
Obituary - Cause of Death

And I just downloaded Black Metal by Vemon.
Who doesn't adore the extreme metal?

DARKTHRONE!

Darkthrone - The Pagan Winter

Nerd

2010-05-16T00:06:00.004+10:00

There's nothing I love more than being a music nerd. I used to not be a fan on B-Sides and remixes and stuff, but that's because I didn't really listen to good music. Now that I have taste, I will gladly listen to 4 hours and 19 minutes of Jimi Hendrix rarities, live recordings, alternate mixes and general awesomeness, like the Experience playing "Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band." That shit fucking rules. This is a really good box set. I should probably buy it one day when I'm rich. It'll happen. I'll go on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire and rob Eddie Fucking McGuire of some sweet dosh. Because I need it more than Channel 9 does. I easy deserve one million dollars. I've probably spent more than one million dollars in the past three years on CDs, food and alcohol. But now no-one wants to employ me. Maybe because I'm too rad. That's gotta be it.

IT'S JIMI AT WOODSTOCK, YOU IDIOT!

Remember like last month or something when I said Everything's Comin' Up Milhouse?

I take it back. I guess everything has gone progressively downhill as this semester has continued. I have fears of failing Japanese, so I might actually not do it next semester anymore because it's so outrageously hard, and I am incapable of finding employment and shit and shitty shit. Whiney whine whine. Fuck. Imma shut up and listen to more Hendrix because he's the best. Go on, go listen to your Lady GaGa, you pigs. Oh yeah, she's totally hip and new. Her music is not generic in the slightest (SARCASM!!!). The only thing vaguely interesting about her is her image, and even then she's so fucking retarded that the dirty whore should have never made it out of the uterus alive. Actually, I'm sure she never fully developed, with presentable evidence being that ugly mug of hers. Eww eww ewwwwww.

But you might say; Haters gonna hate. Well I am going to refute with; PEOPLE ARE FUCKING RETARDED AND THE WORLD HAS NO TASTE! And as God 2.0 aka: John Cusack showed us in his filthy tripe 2012, the world will die soon, and Danny Glover will stay on Manhattan Island and die with the rest of the slum that inhabits this trash we live in and Oliver Platt will do something...I can't remember what he did in that film because I'm pretty sure I fell asleep because it was rubbish. But seriously, the few good things left in this world are music, films, art and "Chocolate Rain" because that guy honestly is the voice of god. Not Alan Rickman (although he is totally fucking gnarly).

The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Johnny B. Goode

P.S.
OMG HENDRIX MEDLEY AT WOODSTOCK IS ACTUALLY THE GREATEST THING EVER!
JIZZ JIZZ JIZZ!!!!

Farrrrk

2010-05-11T17:23:00.002+10:00

Uni is getting shitty. So much work. So behind for Japanese. Got ridiculous amounts of study for that. Fucking too much grammar and stuff to learn. And Kanji and oh god.

Also, Academic Writing essay is due on Thursday and I haven't actually started. It's worth 40%. Fuck. Oh well, just gotta pass it. Just need 50%. That can't be too hard, right...right...? And I've already written the outline and have all my references, I just have to fit it into a cohesive, argumentative essay. Simple. Not looking forward to pulling a big night on Wednesday. Might just polish it off Thursday and hand it in on Friday. Few marks deducted and I get significantly more time. But it is due 5pm on Thursday, so I've got all day really, as I think I'll be skipping lectures again. Pretty pointless. Fuck Academic Writing. Fuck that shit baaaaad.

Sol LeWitt mural in Australia Square.

Art History rules the hardest. It exposes me to the best shit. Except this week. It was feminist art. So much vagina and menstruation and gross stuff like that. No more. And I fucking need a job. Yes, I still do not have one. It's quite hard, I tells ya!

Also, Jaydiohead.

Reckoner's Encore

Natural Born Killers

2010-05-07T12:12:00.002+10:00

This movie rules.

Hardcore

2010-05-04T18:45:00.001+10:00

One of the best images of the punk scene ever. Perfectly captures the fury and energy that thrived when punk was good and real. Fugazi amaze me.

Ewww...

2010-05-02T11:13:00.001+10:00

I can safely say I am not an alcoholic anymore.

State of A Nation

2010-04-28T17:25:00.003+10:00

So, what's been going on, I hear you ask. Well, not all that much, unfortunately. Uni is gradually overtaking all my free time, with assignments, readings and revision (see: Japanese). I do like uni, yes I do, but I'm not generally very motivated to do much, so stuff gets left until the last minute and I'm a bit behind (see: Japanese, again). And the "uni life" has been put on hold as I enter dire economic struggle. I seriously, desperately need a job. It's not easy, lemme tell you kiddies this. Employers are dicks...

But really, apart from the money, you could say everything's comin' up Milhouse.

My internet is mysteriously back to full speed (my house isn't a third-world country anymore!) and yeah, the personal life and whatever you wanna call the situation is sweet. Sweet friends, what more could you want, right? Kick back, dirt off your shoulder, fellas.

Super pumped for dubstep next Thursday. Shit'll be great. I am heavily sacrificing this week, no burgers, no beers, no spending on chili Grain Waves. It'll be this way until employment. I could be more motivated to get work, but like, I've put out so many resume's and applications it's a bit ridiculous that NOTHING has come up. I actually haven't got a response from ANYONE. Fucking newsagency guy said he'd call all the applicants but I didn't get call. I think I might have to give that fuckface a drive-by, teach that bitch not to fuck with this nigger. Motherfucker.

Seriously, who the fuck wouldn't want to employ me?

Jónsi - Boy Lilikoi

77 BoaDrum

2010-04-25T23:49:00.003+10:00

Boredoms "77 BoaDrum" concert.
07/07/07 at 7:07PM at
Empire-Fulton Ferry State Park, Brooklyn, New York.
Both this or either "88 BoaDrum" concerts would have been
amazing experiences.

I hope I see Boredoms before I die.

Language Barrier

2010-04-24T16:28:00.003+10:00

The fact that I have no idea of what she said in any song does not detract in the slightest of how awesomely ecclectic Shiina Ringo's album "Karuki Zamen Kuri no Hana" is. It's possibly the greatest pop record to ever come out of Japan.

Shiina Ringo - Ishiki

Galang-a-lang-a-lang-lang

2010-04-19T21:15:00.002+10:00

Maya Arulpragasm, my darling. What a baller.

M.I.A. - Sunshowers

Through The Wire

2010-04-18T20:49:00.001+10:00

Not a gay fish.

Kanye West - Diamonds From Sierra Leone

Escapades

2010-04-17T17:12:00.003+10:00

[Typed last night while spinning in bed]

Because I have no decent blogging app on my phone anymore, this has been typed in the notes.

It was a fucking great night. Lau's party involved the alkyholes (in excess) and then a gay and then Bar Century. Ooooohhhhh, sudden sickness. Better not vomm when I wake.

Anyways, got touched on the bottom by a creepy dude at the gay bar, That was really odd. And as I was walking through Newtown to where my sister was, I was pushed into the window of a shop front by some drunk Aboriginies. One of the guys questioned the assailant (See: "What tha fuck, bro!?"), but for me it was a frightening, nerve racking and potentially dangerous. Luckily I got out of there, made it to the Marlborough, drank more and was blind for the cab.

Blind as a fucking bat tonight.

Dada

2010-04-14T18:03:00.004+10:00

Hannah Hoch: Cut With The Dada Knife through the Last Weimar Beer-Bellied Cultural Epoch in Germany, collage of pasted papers, 1919.

What an appropriate title. Gotta love Dada, it was the bomb.

I think it's time to start a band. For reals this time. No foolin'! Really! Truly! We can jam covers to get in the groove with each other. Cool songs like "House of Jealous Lovers" by The Rapture, "Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground" by The White Stripes and "New York City Cops" by The Strokes. And we can have a cool name. And put a cool picture up on last.fm. And make our friends listen to out sick tunes. And rehearse in dingy rooms and blast the amps so loud that we can't tell what we are listening to. Yeah. That's what I'd like to do.

Bee Gees - More Than A Woman

States of Reality

2010-04-12T21:21:00.003+10:00

Joan Miró: Harlequin's Carnival, oil on canvas, 1924-1925

Surrealism: What a raging party.

Strange Brew

2010-04-11T12:15:00.004+10:00

Robert Whitaker: Eric Clapton, Scotland, 1967

Rock and roll is art, too.

The Yardbirds - Smokestack Lightning

Normal

2010-04-10T16:53:00.002+10:00

Salvador Dali: Soft Construction with Boiled Beans (Premonition of Civil War), oil on canvas, 1936.

Dali got the shit going on.

Purchases at the Glebe Record Fair:
Fatboy Slim - You've Come A Long Way, Baby ($1) [CD]
The Avalanches - Since I Left You ($12) [CD]
Stan Getz & Joao Gilberto - Getz/Gilberto ($3) [LP]

Satan

2010-04-09T11:15:00.001+10:00

Franciso de Goya: Witches' Sabbath, or, The Great He-Goat, oil on canvas, 1874.

I suggest you click to see that in a much larger size. My unhealthy love for Goya's Black Paintings continues.

Massacre

2010-04-08T16:45:00.004+10:00

Francisco de Goya: The Third of May, oil on canvas, 1814.

Ouch, baby. Very ouch.

Going out last night made me realise I'm pretty incapable at a club. Pretty sure I didn't get eyed once by anyone. Damn this fat, wog body of mine. Or maybe it's because I reeked of beer (thanks, Al)? Regardless, it was a pretty great night last night. Plenty o' drank, dancing and sweating (and therefore, exercise) and then standing there awkwardly, judging the dirty, dirty women that walked past me. Then I got drunken text urge, I think that made Tania happy or something. Then on the Nightrider (after running through back alleys and past drug dealers to take a piss) there was a guy doped out of his fucking brain on like meow meow or something. And Tania and I kept chatting and Pills and I were chatting then we were going to walk to his place from Caringbah station but Pills flagged down a cab and that wasn't fun because I really wanted to walk because I was going to tell Tania to come out and hang with us at Port Hacking Road like the bogans we are at like 2:15am. And so we got back to Pills' house and ate some lamb and sudeki and drank Fiji Water while we D&M'd and watched a "Top 50 Heroes of the 90s" countdown which anti-climax'd with Madonna and her lame song "Vogue". Then I slept on the air matress and when I woke up it had pretty much totally deflated because it was the only one out of thirteen that has a hole in it so my back hurts. But now, funk, soul and R&B cures all melancholic feelings. I'm also craving a kebab next time I'm off my tits.

Otis Redding - Respect

Paganism

2010-04-07T12:24:00.003+10:00

Emile Nolde: Dance Around The Golden Calf, oil on canvas, 1910

An artwork a day keeps the bogan away.

Meet Bob

2010-04-06T11:22:00.003+10:00

Chuck Close: Bob, synthetic polymer paint on canvas, 1970.

I will have this image on a t-shirt one day.

Art

2010-04-05T20:55:00.005+10:00

Claude Monet: Houses of Parliament, London, Sun breaking through fog, oil on canvas, 1904.

True beauty.

Before The Verdict

2010-04-03T21:48:00.002+11:00

This is a bit of a weird one. It's the Madlib beats we know and love (expect when the Beat Konducta went to India. That wasn't that lovable) but some rapping by Guilty Simpson and political samples. Also, the songs aren't just 1-2 minute beats but full songs. Not really what I like Madlib for. But yes, his Medicine Show project this year will be interesting. Ambitiously beginning with this politically focussed hip-hop record with his name slapped on it and with hardly any mention of Guilty Simpson (expect for the last song). I dunno, I haven't finished, but so far it's alright. Ain't no Beat Konducta 5 and 6. Magical.

I listened to a little bit of Medicine Show No. 2: Flight To Brazil and that was pretty sick. Another shake up for konducting beatz, Madlib crafts rather lengthy explorations into Brazilian musical culture. He ventures through the tribal jungle, rings off some MPB and tropicalia. I really like this suite. He's done well on this Medicine Show. I wonder how No. 3 will go with his Konducting Beatz in Africa. I mean I'll probably "acquire" all the Medicine Shows over the year (with April's being reggae :O !), but I have the feeling that such an ambitious project will backfire sometime, so a few may be really stinkers. Kinda like (nearly) all of Omar Rodriguez-Lopez's crazy album project. But then again, Omar is a self-indulgent prog-psych-experimental superbrain which was always going to implode. And it did. Proof: Despair

Lastly, Easter fucking sucks. People are all "RELIGION RELIGION RELIGION!" and I'm all "Fuck all you hoes...get a grip mo'fukkah..." and people are all trying to get me fat after I've been (kinda) losing weight. I get this from the fact that Pills' parents told me I looked skinnier, which made me happy. Plus I think my wrists are getting thinner. Which is cool. I guess. No? It's not cool? Well, whatever. I'm sure someone does.

Century

2010-03-28T19:59:00.005+11:00

Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Hung Over As The Queen in Maida Vale

The best time to listen to this song would be from 06:38 - 06:56:17 am in that perfect time and state when one of Pills' parties reaches the first light. At this exact moment when you are still kind of intoxicated, past tired yet your mind is failing to allow you to focus, you know that you need at least one hour of sleep so you can not drown in the pool the next morning, that you will get a killer breakfast and during the night and early morning you have experienced literally every emotion known to mankind, from bliss to love, hatred to total depression that this moment in life is flawless. You may have had the most fantastic time in your drunken state, but the rising sun and birth of light on the new day after incredibly emotional D&Ms is the moment you will cherish forever.

This song represents this utterly life-changing experience that may never be surpassed in your life.

The perfect balance of youth, maturity and awe. Everyone silently enjoys each other's company, harmoniously amazed at the stunning sight of first light, the sheer beauty that reveals the backyard and the bottles and the tables and the chairs, the empty cups thrown carelessly upon the lawn.

Sunrise is only worth it if you've stayed up all night. Waking up early is cheating.

Need A Job

2010-03-26T12:21:00.004+11:00

I'm going job hunting again today in a little while. Hopefully this time it'll be more successful. I'll have my availabilities on the resume this time so that's cool and all. I'll hit the same shops again, notably EB because that guy now recognises me and my plea for employment. And Dan Murphy's at Menai, that'd be a pretty cool job and you know it.

That was me playing Big Buck Safari with Nick yesterday. I won. I shot an elephant and a zebra and seven kudu and some birds. It was a good day out in the plains of Africa.

Ol' Dirty Bastard ft. Kelis - Got Your Money

The Rolling Stones, Hyde Park, 1969

2010-03-23T21:12:00.002+11:00

Free tribute concert to Brian Jones. July 5th 1969.

Setlist included:

Honkey Tonk Woman
Stray Cat Blues
Midnight Rambler
Street Fighting Man
Sympathy For The Devil

Movies

2010-03-21T15:33:00.003+11:00

You know what's a great film? Pleasantville.

It's pretty beautiful. Lovely art direction, interesting story and characters that are interesting. Wonderful, really. Maybe, probably in my top ten.

Also, I've just downloaded The Good, The Bad and The Ugly.

I'll watch part 1 tomorrow on the way to uni and part 2 on the way home. It'll be a good day because of it. I've been wanting to see this film for many years. I guess I should download A Fistful of Dollars and A Few Dollars More, but we'll see. I also need to see Once Upon A Time In The West. Apparently that's shredalicious as well. Western films are hilarious.

If I made a western, it'd have these songs:

Devendra Banhart - Fall
The Gun Club - For The Love of Ivy

Hyperstimulation

2010-03-16T17:19:00.004+11:00

Pavement:

And so began my tri-fector of alternative rock gods concerts. Enmore Theatre, 4/3/2010, about 7:30pm from recollection. After a pleasant walk down Enmore Road and waiting in the line for a little bit, we set up camp at a lovely spot on the barrier at the back half of the floor. After Gursey (what the fuck's a Gursey?) and a beer, I was internally jumping with excitement to see Ol' Malky & Co rock the shit. And rock the shit they did. A surprisingly long two hour set filled with material from their entire career was just a hilarious and fantastic experience. Malkmus is just too dopey on stage, star-jumping with chord changes and just lank-ing around in general. The stage lights were nice and pretty, with fairy lights webbed across the roof. I thoroughly enjoyed this show, specifically the songs I knew (uh-oh, just sounded like a poser fag) like "Cut Your Hair", "Summer Babe" and "Conduit For Sale!".

Dinosaur Jr.

And so the trilogy continues with Dinosaur Jr. at The Metro on March 11th. Made some friends in the line who had driven down from Newcastle for the spectacle and they were pretty hilarious dudes. Some mediocre support from Bed Wettin' Bad Boys and a Melbourne "alternative guy" shitstorm from Deaf Wish destroyed my ears well before J, Lou and Murph had the opportunity to. However, Dino Jr. were just so fucking loud that my ears became even more fucked. It was just so loud. With a killer spot right on the front barrier just in front of Lou Barlow, the gig was an experience unmatched by anyone else I've seen. Screaming at Lou and J along with all the other drunkards (we weren't intoxicated) requesting "The Leper" and "Forget The Swan", a twelve-minute solo and "Freak Scene", this had it all. A lovely encore of "Kracked", "Sludgefeast" and "The Lung" polished off what was an unbelievably radical time. I regret not buying the Green Mind t-shirt. Because I had no money. D':

Newcastle buddies.

Pixies

And so the conclusion, Pixies at The Hordern Pavillion on the 15th. This place is officially my least favourite venue now. Fuck, being such a short arse I can't see shit. Anyways, THEART were initially promising, giving a bit 'o "fuck yeah rock'n'roll" vibe but ended up being trash, with samey songs and shithouse lyrics. Then we saw Murray from The Wiggles and Harry and I were all "OMG IT'S FUCKING MURRAY!" and that was all well and good. We shuffled into the mosh (I would say about 2/5ths back) and settled in expectantly. They projected the surrealist film "Un chien Andalou", a source of inspiration from not only "Debaser" but I guess the album as a whole. Masked by backlighting, the silhouetted figures opened the show with B-sides such as "Manta Ray" and "Bailey's Walk" and then they kicked into "Doolittle". This is when the show picked up because I don't care too much for those B-sides. Two planned encores and the show ended with "Vamos" and "Where Is My Mind?" and they were all well and dandy. This show was a bit of a let-down for me. Mainly because I couldn't see shit (no-ones fault really) but the backlight silhouetting effect just pissed me off. Also it was no where near loud enough (no tinnitus post-gig) and it just seemed a little tired really (bar Joe's solo in "Vamos" which was bound to rule ass). Overall, it's a bit unfortunate it was $93.

"The Man"

2010-03-09T18:10:00.004+11:00

The term "The Man" is one used more loosely than it should be. I'm guilty of using this term to describe many men I have met or talked about. However, I like to think that there can be multiple "The Man"s, specifically, one in each nation. I guess it can also apply to your interest.

In one sense, Marty McFly is film's "The Man" because he fucking rules at everything and has the greatest name ever and shreds hard. Also, if you like your art, Jackson Pollock may be "The Man". Not to me because I personally dislike Pollock because I prefer traditional art like Monet because it's pretty and serene.

So really, America's music "The Man" is Tom Waits as he's crazy badass and eats gravel for breakfast to get himself so grumbly. I know this for a fact, we hang out and have sleepovers and that's what is in his pantry. Gravel. Gravel and flint so he can make fire to heat up the gravel so it burns down smoother. Tasty.

Tom Waits - Gun Street Girl

Australia's alternative is Nick Cave. Nick Cave is just too good to be real. Therefore Nick Cave isn't real. Which means he's God. But God doesn't exist. But Nick Cave exists. Therefore Nick Cave is mortal. But mortals just can't be as good as Nick Cave. Hoo boy, ain't this just a crazy twist!? Whatevs. Nick Cave: The Man.

Nick Cave - She's Leaving You

Canada has Neil Young. Neil Young is fucking sick. Yeah, now he's old and kinda fat and doesn't look as outrageously gnarly as he used to in his younger days. And yeah, his voice is quite pissy compared to Tom and Nick, but Neil has the balls to sing "Keep on rockin' in the free world." Not many dudes would sing a line that gay and make it as cool as Neil does. Also "On The Beach" is like the 2nd greatest folk record ever.

Neil Young - Vampire Blues

Englad has Keith Richards. I really can't understand how this man was ever not impossibly cool. I reckon that when he was in high school, he was that rad dude who ALWAYS had a guitar in his hands and a cigarette in his mouth. He probably even looked cool on his first day of school when he was like six. Keith is the kinda guy who probably went to class just so he could pay out the teacher with snide remarks, then get all the honeys to giggle and look at him all adoringly and then he's give them a sly smile out of the corner of his mouth and then they'd all melt. Fuck yeah.

The Rolling Stones - Shine A Light

Song

2010-03-07T18:56:00.003+11:00

I quite enjoy this tune.

Champion - No Heaven

Ys

2010-03-04T17:06:00.003+11:00

Ys:
1. A mythical city built on the coast of Brittany and then swollowed up by the om nom nom-ing ocean. British legends are pretty lame, so I assume the stories about Ys follow this trend also.

2. A video game series that's like Zelda except no one gives a shit about except for Japanese people. It's also kinda like Dragon Quest in which one mirrion different games have been released in the series in Japan but like one has made it to Australia. Apparently they are quite good games, but like, cbf to play through an RPG that's in Japanese so I won't have any idea what to do.

3. A spectacular record by Joanna Newsom. It's like progressive folk because there are 5 songs in the 55-minute record but it's not really progressive because it's not wanky like Yes or Rush. Wanky, wanky bands (even though I quite like Yes, especially "Close To The Edge", it's radical).

She's got a pretty wacky voice. I mean she can't really sing and kinda sounds like Julia Stone. Except she's better. And is good. And is pretty damn smokin' too. The album has amazing orchestral parts that make the songs exponentially better and more interesting than the songs on her debut "The Milk-Eyed Mender". Her debut is like a Devendra Banhart album because they're both minimalist folk-y and both just try to sing into the mic. Ys is like if Devendra played his guitar along to a Stravinsky piece because Strav rules and so do the orchestral arrangements in Ys. Also, it's pretty good how a 9-minute + folk song can maintain interest. This is because the music is so great and because Joanna's lyrics are all stories and interesting and just in general great. This bitch can write a song, lemmetellyathis.

Does it sound like I'm raving on about this album? Yes? Yes! because it's that damn fucking great. Do yourself a favour and have an ear to what folk music can hold dear to them. It's Joanna and old Dylan / Young / Drake records. And Leonard Cohen. He's sick.

FIVE OUTTA FIVE, YO!

Joanna Newsom - Monkey and Bear

University

2010-03-02T17:22:00.005+11:00

So, it begins. Two days in and let's check the results:

I have my three course readers for this semester.
I have just received my text books. There are four for Art History.
I have drunk a mere two beers in two days.
I have eaten one Ragin' Cajun Chicken Burger.
I have eaten one kebab.
I have made one friend; her name is Rebecca, she's Singaporean and will have premo notes as she is smart as she's doing Arts Law.
I have fallen asleep in one lecture.
I have laughed at a vegan because she was hosting a barbeque but she can't because she's a vegan.

Yeah, we're gonna have a real cool time.

David Bowie - The Secret Life of Arabia

Welcome

2010-02-28T18:14:00.006+11:00

I figured now that my computer is back to full force that I should finally do an "I'M HOME!" post.

I'M HOME!

I kinda missed home. Now I miss Japan.

Also, a big ups to Pills for the party last night. Results:

Destructive AGB that required 3 flushes.
Red spew.
Dad paying me out.
A new PB.

Pavement - Conduit For Sale! [Live]

Kyoto

2010-02-13T23:44:00.002+11:00

This morning we went to a beautiful garden in Hiroshima. It's based off a garden in China, but probably better because it's in Japan and Japan > China any day. The garden had miniturised versions of plum forests, cherry blossom forests, a valley of pines, a natural mountain spring and two mountains. It was really quite fantastic. I'll show you the photos one day.

When we arrived in Kyoto, we decided to head to Inari to see the Fushimi-Inari Shrine. It's a massive collective of Shinto shrines all located on the mountain. There are thousands of red gates all the way up the mountain, we various paths and tea houses and shrines all the way up to the peak. The sights were breathtaking. Unfortunately we didn't get to the peak because dad and I didn't have beer in us, but the near-top view was totally worth it. Japan makes hiking appealing. Crazy, huh?

Tomorrow we're going on a full day tour of Kyoto to see various temples and shrines and 65 metre high 5-storied pagodas. Very sexilicious. Should be a tiring and radical day that will lead to a well-deserved damn-big mug of Kirin or Asahi beer.

I'll be arriving at Sydney early on the 16th, if anyone wants to hang out, I'll be free.

Peace out, dewds.

Holidays To Escape

2010-02-12T23:45:00.002+11:00

1. Japan is perfect. Going away from home to another country is perfect. I think about nothing from home because I like to immerse myself in other cultures.

2. Today I went to Miyajima, a beautiful island near Hiroshima. Shinto temples and gates are absolutely breathtaking. Had a delicious oyster udon for lunch and went to a restaurant that served whale for dinner. Didn't have any though :'(

Tomorrow I'll be going to the Hiroshima gardens and then catching the Shinkansen to Kyoto. Looking really forward to that, should be lovely. Maybe hit a tea house with some maiko and hopefully buy a sword or something equally as cool.

I want to come back to this place very soon with friends rather than family. I would be doing significantly more living rather than sightseeing if with friends.

I also needs to buy a bottle of Suntory whiskey duty free to drink with someone when I get home. Who wants in?

Gomenasai

2010-02-12T00:25:00.003+11:00

Hi all. Japan is pretty much the greatest place in the world. It's damn cold, my lips are chapped and bleeding as shit and it's all rainy but whatever.

Caught the Shinkansen today from Tokyo to Himeji Castle today. That was pretty mindblowing and very massive. Now I'm in Hiroshima sitting in a ballin' robe watching a dating show. Full day tour tomorrow. Then the day after I'm off to Kyoto. Looking very forward to that.

Tokyo is just amazing. The whole culture that I was just thrust into is extremely appealing as people are still hanging around Shibuya departments stores and streets well into 10:30pm. Trains are packed until 9:30 and everyone just gets rowdy and karaokes until the stupid hours of the morning. The meals are cheap (if you don't go to some lame restaurant), the alcohol is very cheap AT SUPERMARKETS and the train system is just amazing. It's just too efficient. So yeah, went to Ginza and Harajuku and Shibuya and Ueno and we stayed in Shinagawa. So sick. Great view. I'll show you the photos some time.

I bought a Pikachu onesie which is so great and a new backpack for uni and new jacket which is pretty cool. So yeah, great place.

Just want to say sorry to Hannah for not sending a text yesterday, I literally have no phone connection here. My iPhone has been reverted to a watch / Flight Control brick. Happy four months. Apologies also for not being back for the big V day. We'll go for lunch soon.

Final aims for Japan trip:

Buy a sword (OMG LIKE $250).
Take a photo with a random babe.
Drink calpis.

LATER DUDES!

Japan

2010-02-06T21:32:00.005+11:00

1.

Well, computer has to be moved and also the furniture, which means no computer tomorrow so I thought I'd do one last post before I go to Japland on Monday at oh, SIX IN THA MAWNIN'!

I've updated my iPod (Beat Konducta 1-6, J Dilla's sweet, sweet Donuts, Exile on Main Street, Homogenic, Blue and The Downward Spiral) so I'm ready for new sounds at new sights. Looking forward to chillin' on the bullet train to Hiroshima with my phones on and Madlib providing his ill beats. It'll be pretty much perfect. So totally amped for Japan.

Also, I just dinged level 76. God damn 80 is a mere 4 levels away. My gear is getting shick as, I've got 1.5k gold (so nearly enough for cold weather flying and dual talent spec) and the game continues to engross me. Fuck you, Blizzard, stop ruining my life...again!

2.

My suitcase is more or less packed with pretty much all black, white and grey clothing I own folded away safely. Sneaker and boots are going to be my footwear. Is nine degrees too cold to just wear jeans, t-shirt, hoodie and coat? Who cares because that's what I'll be wearing!

I'll miss you all, yet I won't because I'll be looking at women pretty much constantly. I'll buy people stuff if I've got the Yen but I might not because I've got a Pokemon onesie to buy and maybe some sneakers and just all-round random shit. Can't get CDs because they're too pricey, but I might grab a single if a band I know release one. PLZ L'Arc~en~Ciel or Asian Kung-Fu Generation or Art-School, I <3 you all.

3.

Unfortunately, I can't drink but I'll try regardless. Get some crazy beer / vodka / whiskey (Santori times!) on and party down. Really, I'll just be making an arse of myself when I walk around trying to speak the language and all that jazz.

Song for the montage of Japan trip:

Gorillaz - Stylo

1. Shibuya - Statue of Hachiko
2. Akihabara - Women and Storm Trooper and Firefox WTF!?
3. Ginza - Ginza

A Few Things

2010-02-06T03:12:00.001+11:00

Dr. OctaCon + alcohol + friends + dancefloor - dickheads x Riverside mothafokkah + tequila shots = Happy.

Tonight was a good, good night.

Also, I did my routinely exercise of dancing like a bastard. I got sweaty, I didn't stop (except to get drinks). I have a stamp on my wrist. I didn't have to cab it. I was with people. There was much rejoicing.

I mean no offense to the 17-year-olds. I know Harry called me a dick when I made smart-arse comments (as per usual) but I never intend to offend. That rhymes. I'll make a song. No you can't hear it.

I like talking to peoples parents. I talked to Stuey for like twenty minutes and Alex lectured me. David and Balinda also engaged in coversation with me, as did Ashant, Pria and Nic's grandarents. Makes me feel important.

I love the alcohol, oh how you make everything better.

JAPAN LAUNCH IN T-MINUS FIFTY-ONE HOURS.

...And I Saw Her Standing There

2010-02-04T11:26:00.006+11:00

John Lennon - Power To The People

Pop Punk

2010-02-01T22:11:00.004+11:00

So I was watching [V] Hits request show today and everyone was requesting the latest single from the next "punk" band. Literally every song sounded the same. Short Stack, All Time Low, Gay Bitchface Emo Fringe and Skinny Jeans Band #87,162. The fact they all sound the same is terrible, but the worst this is just the emo/pop-punk sound. Some little skinny tool whining about girls should not be a market. "Damned If I Do" by All Time Low was an offener. Wasn't punk about sticking it to the man, bashing mods and setting shit on fire? According to the music industry, no.

You are not hard. I bet none of you have ever thrown a punch.

Furthermore, all of this RnB around nowadays is shit. All. I heard a song by some guy called Jay Sean. Number one, terrible name. Number two, it was predictable, tacky and overwhelmingly atrocious. In fact, the music on [V] Hits today was so bad, I requested Jonas Brothers "Burnin' Up" as Juan Carlos from Minto to salvage my ears a little. Yeah, I could have changed the channel but I like to be in the loop which what's popular. To my misfortune, it's faggy guys, gay niggers and 3OH!3. Hey music industry, die plox.

Now THAT's punk!

Big Black - Stinking Drunk

East Coast > West Coast

2010-01-31T17:56:00.003+11:00

While we all love Biggie, Mr. Tupac Shakur is generally disliked in our circle of friends. I'm totally with this, I think Pac isn't very good or skilled on anything. HOWEVER, I very much like his staight-up god damn party jam "California Love" it is just fucking fine. It's a hit jam that will attract me straight to a dancefloor. Provided I have a drink in my right hand that I can sip while I swagger, I will have a killer time.

Another song that is bait to a dancefloor for me is Mr. Wallace's "Mo Money Mo Problems". Even though it's P. Diddy and some other fag who uses a "$" over an "S" and Biggie has one lonely verse (which dominates Diddy's anyway), it's still pretty damn hot. It's a damn shame the Big Poppa is dead, he would still be hustlin' (even though he stopped hustlin' when he got all street cred and hip-hop-happenin') and I'd gladly pay money to see him lug his fat arse around a stage going "IT WAS ALL A DREAM". That would be fantastic.

Moral of the story, yeah, we can hate on peeps, but when it comes to pushing and shoving, east side is di best.

Notorious B.I.G. - Mo Money Mo Problems
2Pac - California Love

PS. I <3 The Byrds.

2010-01-29T11:55:00.002+11:00

First patient; pull out the skull remove the cancer, breakin' his back, chisel necks for the answer. Supersonic boinic robot voodoo power equator ex my chance to flex skills on Amphex.

Dr. Octagonecologyst is still a fantastic hip-hop album that should remain in obsrurity from the mainstream eye. It's just too good for them.

Also, I remember DANGERDOOM's The Mouse and The Mask being much, much better.

J Dilla - Light My Fire

2000s Metal

2010-01-24T18:05:00.005+11:00

My top 6 metal records of the decade (I don't listen to much metal).

6. Sunn O))) - Black One

5. System of a Down - Mezmerize / Hypnotize

4. Opeth - Blackwater Park

3. Mastodon - Crack The Skye

2. Electric Wizard - Dopethrone

1. Mastodon - Leviathan

Dopethrone

2010-01-24T15:49:00.004+11:00

The heaviest band in the universe?
A wizard smoking a bong?
Trippy as fuck doom metal?
Why wouldn't you listen to this incredible metal record?

Electric Wizard - Funeralopolis

Unsafe

2010-01-24T01:11:00.001+11:00

My blog isn't safe from him.
My room isn't.
My brain is, but I can't keep the feelings jammed in there forever.

Fuck you, cunt. You ruin my life.

Your principles are skewed, opinions are unintelligent. You don't understand life.

Stop trying, you've already failed. I'm a shithead, an racist, an intellectual, cocky and an alcoholic. You depress me.

I'm not okay, I don't want to talk about it with you. I know who I want to talk to, if it's not you, ignore and move on. Fucking hell I'm fucked.

Well Then...

2010-01-20T10:16:00.004+11:00

My plans were totally ruined.
This week I planned to play World of WarCraft for a ridiculous amount of hours. Yesterday I did many, grinded up herbalism skill and ding'd to 72, pretty decent. However, the fucking server maintennance (still going until 2pm) screwed over my all-nighter.

Then when I decided and prepared to play Mass Effect all night, I just got super tired and decided to go to sleep, but then Hannah called so we talked and it was lovely then I couldn't get to sleep because I was all HOT-NAH-COLD-NAH-HOT...you know how it is so I ended up playing an hour of two of Mass Effect anyway.

So now WoW is still down and I've gotta fix and update my resume (should I put my ATAR score on it?) so no Mass Effect and I've got a big fucking day of not being at home so that means no WoW and if I go out tonight I'll get home at like 3 and I'll be too stuffed to play WoW or Mass Effect.

And tomorrow, well, get the pleasure of meeting with my darling, then movies, then (according to Pills) going out. But I can't all-nighter it because of the Big Day Out on Friday.

My life is full of first world problems like these.

That's nice, but my mage really isn't good enough to do that...ugh...

Should I sacrifice pancakes for Mass Effect today? I think I shall...maybe...

Custard -Apartment

Cousins

2010-01-17T20:45:00.004+11:00

ME AND MY COUSINS AND YOU AND YOUR COUSINS, IT'S A LINE THAT IS ALWAYS RUNNIN'. ME AND MY COUSINS AND YOU AND YOUR COUSINS, I CAN FEEL IT COMIN'.

I love this song.

Vampire Weekend have dropped the first killer album of the new decade. It's damn good. It's all the pop you expect with some strings thrown in here and there."I Think Ur A Contra" is a beautiful album closer, strings are arranged very nicely, giving a darling feeling to the whole song. "Cousins" is the mothafunkin' party and "California English" is totally lol-autotune in the verse. Pretty darn swell, really.

Four outta Five.

Some things make me want to put my wand to my head and AVADA KEDAVRA so the green pew pew majik lazahhh just ends all the shitty bitchyness. But is that how wizard and witches suicide like at the end of drama movies where it's all tense and shit. And like Harry in "In Bruges". That's a grand film.

Also, have to say, Afro Samurai Video Game OST is better than RZA's film OST. It's so much more entertaining, fresh and hip-hop-happenin'-er.

Vampire Weekend - Giving Up The Gun
Howard Drossin - Can You Top That (Afro Samurai Video Game OST)

Late Night

2010-01-10T22:59:00.001+11:00

Whenever I'm on the computer and it's late, the best music is GZA - Liquid Swords.

For some reason it just works so amazingly well. It's probably because if you're on the computer late at night, you're generally feeling lonely and hollow, and Liquid Swords' production just echoes those feelings through the sparse beats and haunting samples used. RZA, another masterpiece of production, well done, sir.

I play a lot of video games late at night also. If parents aren't home, it'll be a hardcore World of WarCraft session. It'll start after dinner and then go until about 3 or 4. Console sessions starting at about 00:00am are also great. Borderlands consumes the early morning, but Lock's Quest and Prince of Persia are also weighty contested for my hardcore sessions.

Right now, I'm watching anime. .hack//SIGN specifically. I love this anime even though I know it's not that good. I have it on DVD from ages ago and I bust it out every few years. Guess it's that time. Might watch DVD 1 tonight, five episodes that I've seen so many times before.

Moral of the story: When it's late and your on the computer feeling lonely, an album produced by RZA is your beat friend (Afro Samurai soundtrack is also good).

2009 Continued

2010-01-04T15:06:00.003+11:00

Best Album:

Animal Collective - Merriweather Post Pavilion

What's not to love?

Best Song:

Animal Collective - My Girls

The first time I heard this, I got an erection.

Best Rock Album:

Dinosaur Jr. - Farm

J, Lou and Murph are truly on fucking fire.

Best Flat-out Pop Album:

La Roux - La Roux

First four songs are perfection.

Best Noise:

HEALTH - Get Color

Brutal and heavenly

Best Video:

Beyonce - Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)

OF ALL TIME!

Best Hip-Hop / Rap Album

Blakroc - Blakroc

2009 made me hate Aussie hip-hop again and Mos Def and MF DOOM weren't good. The Black Keys + black guys = Fantastic

Best Metal ( \m/) Album:

Mastodon - Crack The Skye

As epic as Muse but with 1,000,000 time less the pompousity and gayness.

Abhorrent and Ghastly:

Lady GaGa - The Fame Monster

Muse - The Resistance

The National Anthem

2010-01-02T12:39:00.002+11:00

The Doctor's anthemic songs of 2009. No order and I recommend you download the ones you don't have.

Note: Anthemic = Songs that Con likes of 2009

Animal Collective - My Girls
Animal Collective - Lion In A Coma
Animal Collective - What Would I Want? Sky
Art vs. Science - Parlez Vous Francais?
Atlas Sound - Shelia
Atlas Sound - Walkabout
The Big Pink - Dominos
The Big Pink - Too Young To Love
Blakroc - Coochie
The Decemberists - The Wanting Comes In Waves / Repaid
Dinosaur Jr. - I Want You To Know
Dirty Projectors - Cannibal Resource
Dirty Projectors - No Intention
Dizzee Rascal - Bonkers (LOLOLOL!)
Doves - Kingdom of Rust
The Flaming Lips - Convinced of the Hex
Grizzly Bear - Two Weeks
Grizzly Bear - Ready, Able
HEALTH - Death +
Japandroids - The Boys Are Leaving Town
Jay-Z - D.O.A. (Death of Auto-Tune)
Jay-Z - Empire State of Mind
Kasabian - Vlad The Impaler
La Roux - Bulletproof
La Roux - In For The Kill
Leader Cheetah - Alibi
Major Lazer - Hold The Line
Mastodon - Divinations
Miami Horror - Sometimes
Phoenix - 1901
Radiohead - These Are My Twisted Words
Röyksopp - Happy Up Here
Röyksopp - The Girl and The Robot
Sarah Blasko - All I Want
The Scare - No Money
Simian Mobile Disco - Audacity of Huge
Weezer - (If You're Wondering If I Want You To) I Want You To
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Zero
Yuksek - Extraball

Carried away? Yo don't say!

Phonies and Cigarettes

2009-12-30T01:55:00.001+11:00

It's five to two, I'm in a poorly made bed with a bottom sheet that's too small, PlayStation 2 controller, The Catcher In The Rye, my wallet and a sheet strewn in the bottom quater of the bed. Dante's Inferno and the TV remote on the windowsill with a slight breeze coming through the fully opened window. I'm listening to Japandroids "Post-Nothing" and I just listened to The Big Pink's "A Brief History of Love" and just put down Catcher after reading ten or so chapters after playing Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time on PlayStation 2 for about 2 and a bit hours. Is there something wrong with me? No. I've just finally kicked into a new mindframe where books are thoroughly enjoyable, video games are a magical escape to different worlds and my bedroom is my personal domain that no one should dare touch as it's in the perfect condition I want it to be in.

There's presents on the floor, shoe boxes under the bed, clothes thrown all over my couch, tonelab right in the middle of the floor and the footrest next to it to use as a seat when I make new settings. My CD player was failing when I wanted to listen to The Birthday Party's "The Bad Seed EP" and the "Mutiny EP" which are both thoroughly amazing. Nick Cave; can someone say musical genius?

It's the second last day of the decade. How strange that it's here and I'm in such a mindset that I would never have thought I would find myself in. I have to work later today, but first I'm going to Miranda Westfield with mum and I'm probably going to blow my two-hundred dollar gift card at EB buying World of WarCraft and Boarderlands and then not play then until probably like 10:30pm on Friday.

Tomorrow will be amazing. Our pub crawl will fucking ruin us and I cannot wait. My first new years celebrations not in the devious clutches of my parents. Yay! Oh the joys of being eighteen!

I'd give you a song by A Place To Bury Strangers but I'm not at a computer so too bad. Next time you can get your noise/shoegaze on.

Peace out and best of luck to everyone for whatever they want to do with the rest of their days.

See some of you peeps on Thuraday.

Pubs

2009-12-23T21:08:00.002+11:00

I want to go to some pubs. With friends. For lunch. And for dinner. And for afternoon beers. Reschs thanks. $4.50? Here you go! Om nom nom that beer is smooth and tasty even though it's brewed by Fosters company.

In other news, I downloaded:

Björk - Homogenic
Björk - Vespertine
Björk - Medúlla
Morrissey - "Viva Hate"
Morrissey - "Your Arsenal"
Morrissey - Vauxhall and I
Morrissey - You Are The Quarry

I heard you like Morrissey...

Plus I'm looking forward to Christmas. Should be a good day. Yeah, presents in the morning and stuff, but the best part is going to my cousins later in the day to have a stupidly huge lunch which is enough for dinner. And this year I can brew on with the real men. Scotch for all! Huzzah!

After looking at that picture, my mouth is salivating because I really, really, really want to drink that. Fucking hell scotch on the rocks is a delicious drink. God damn it's just so sophisticated, manly, upper-class, hardcore and yummeh. Am I an alcoholic?

I also finished Green Hills of Africa today at work. Best book I've ever read. Yeah, you heard me Herman Melville, Hemmingway wrote a better book than Moby Dick, YEAH TAKE IT, BITCH! Hemmingway's auto-biographical writing is pretty much just like having a conversation with him in which you say nothing but are constantly interested in his great stories about hunting game and drinking a fuckload of whiskey and beer. He sculled a longneck in 2 chuggs and then proceeded to finish two more bottles, stay up all night and then hunt kudu the next day. What a mad guy. I would love to go back in time and be besties with him. Also, he got wasted with James Joyce at a dinner party, shredalicious, Ernest!

Uuuuh, a song.....

The Raveonettes - Dirty Eyes (Sex Don't Sell)

Download Spree

2009-12-19T12:33:00.004+11:00

Let's see what I've obtained...

Mylo - Destroy Rock and Roll

Hercules & Love Affair - Hercules & Love Affair

Boys Noize - Oi Oi Oi

Simian - We Are Your Friends

Simian Mobile Disco - Attack Decay Sustain Release

The Libertines - Up The Bracket

Klaxons - Myths of the Near Future

Mylo - Paris Four Hundred
Hercules & Love Affair - Athene
Boys Noize - Superfresh
Simian - LA Breeze
Simian Mobile Disco - I Believe
The Libertines - Death on the Stairs
Klaxons - Totem on the Timeline

Results:

2009-12-17T17:55:00.004+11:00

86.45

Yep, that's it. Not too impressive, hey?

Want to say congrats to:

Harry on his 2 band 6's and nice ATAR.
Bouzo on his band 6 in IPT - The Dark Horse came through
Jacqueline on her very impressive ATAR - you surprised me, girl!
Hennessy's great score.
Salmon - All band 6's.
Tim M - This guy fucking dominates.

So I've been wallowing all day so I binged on cookies and cream ice cream, listened to Joy Division for the first time in a very long time, read a lot of Hemmingway, swam in the pool to "Revolver" and injured my character a lot on EA skate. because that's what I do.

The Dictators - Master Race Rock

ATAR

2009-12-16T21:51:00.003+11:00

Yeah, so I got my marks like the rest of New South Wales; pretty good, I guess.
Disappointed with music, expecting mathematics, impressed at chemistry. I assume that tomorrow shouldn't be too bad. I'm assuming I'll get over 84.50, because I'm a cocky dude. Speaking of cocky dudes, here's a passage I read from Hemmingway today, it proves that he is the absolute man:

"It's a shame you never knew her before she went to pot. You know a funny thing; she never could write dialogue. It was terrible. She learned how to do it from my stuff and used it in that book. She had never written like that before."

What a guy, I wish I was besties with Ernest. We'd go hunt kudu, drink scotch and smoke cigars.

You can't deny his godliness. I was reading Green Hills of Africa all day today. Got on the train, started reading. Reading at work. Reading on the train home. Reading on the bus home. Reading while walking home. I'll read a bit more later, finish off the next chapter. Or power through to page 100. Crack a century.

I need to buy more books. I need to clean out one of the hovels in my room and make it a book case. Fellas, let's go to a bookstore or two so I can nab some classics. 1984, A Farewell To Arms, Wuthering Hieghts, Crime and Punishment and Catcher In The Rye are at the top of my to buy/read list. Yeah, that's night, I'm planning on reading books and adding to my collection of novels so I can get artistic cred. My collection currently consists of:

Moby Dick; Or The Whale - Herman Melville
Green Hills of Africa - Ernest Hemmingway
A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess

Yeah, pretty cool, I know.

Now, here's a fantastic song, easy one of the best this year:

Jay-Z feat. Alicia Keys - Empire State of Mind

Schoolies

2009-12-10T09:38:00.001+11:00

Rebuilt me, chilled me, ruined me.
I be so sleepy all the time. 39 degrees in Byron today? Ouch! Our motel room doesn't even have air con.

Liver getting destroyed. We drink a case a day and finish spirits also. Midori, rum, gin, jäger, kahlua and vodka goneskies. You clock in at 12:00 (because beer tastes shit before 12:00) and clock out at 2:30am - 4:30am. It's a hard life.

Our fridge is pretty much empty. Yet to buy today's case, wonder what it will be. I think I'll clock in today with a scotch on the rocks, I'm feeling saucey. We also have expensive vodka for tomorrow night that may devastate us. Let's all play Roxanne. Put on the red light-PASSOUT!

I'm going to get my cereal on, wait till 12:00 on the balcony and then kick it cool for the rest of the day until 22:00 in which we head down to the beach.

Oh, and eighteen tomorrow for those who care.

To Buy:

2009-12-02T11:27:00.006+11:00

L'Arc~en~Ciel: Pure badass.

Boris - Pink
L'Arc~en~Ciel - SMILE
Boredoms - Vision Creation Newsun
Asian Kung-Fu Generation - Fanclub
Art-School - Love/Hate
ACIDMAN - Carve With The Sense (Single)

And I want to eat whale.
I hope CDs aren't excessively expensive, that would majorly suck arse.

Asian Kung-Fu Generation - Sakurasou

Search and Destroy

2009-11-30T12:29:00.003+11:00

I pretty much took your personified trust down to gritty mangroves in high tide and stabbed it. And as I tried to redeem myself, all I did was twist the serrated blade to open, expose and tear the wound further. Once it was removed, I lay you down in the mud and buried you. Your eyes blankly stared off into the distance, but your face melted and was crushed into a ball. I took it too far like I always do, I couldn't explain myself. I still can't. I can't figure out my problems, can't control my thoughts that manifest when I drink.

I fucked up yesterday and don't want to tell people because I don't want them to point out my cruelty. I know it. Rah.

I fell asleep listening to Nick Cave last night. Bad Seeds and Birthday Party. I like the ballads and stories about people being murdered because it's what I did.

I'm so sorry.

Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Song of Joy
The Birthday Party - Deep In The Woods

2009-11-25T12:33:00.004+11:00

Dodgy album art made on iPhone and MS Paint to live in perfect harmony with the dodgy loop electronica. I hope you enjoy.

Paint By Numbers (4:47)
Panther Party (3:58)
Restricted Freedom (3:24)
The Interlude (2:22)
Southern Shadow Lingers (5:o5)
Concord (2:24)

Total: 21:56.

Luna Noise - Black Beach EP

Not a zip file.

Sex Beat

2009-11-23T00:29:00.002+11:00

Johnny's got a light in his eyes and Shirley's got a light on her lips. Jake's got a monkeyshine on his head and Deborah-Anne'a got a tiger in her hips. They can twist and turn, they can move and burn. They can throw themselves against the wall. But they creep for what they need, and the explode to the call, and then they move! Move! Sex beat...go!

Very stupid like I told ya, very stupid like you saw. Very stupid as the simple thought of ever thinking at all. And all their minds, all their souls, all their bodies, all we know, all the things that should have made us whole. All the colourless security was all there so we could go, and move! Move! Sex beat...drop!

And yes you do look cool, inside the floodlights so blue. You make my tropical apartment space your sacrificial pool. My body in the water, and my heart is in your hand. So this is the at you choose to send me to the judgement land? So you can't move! Move! Ooooh, sex beat...go!

And every day at three, you throw me down by the Christmas tree. I watch your lights blink on and off as you start your fun with me. I, I know your reasons, and I, I know your goals. We can fuck forever but you will never get my soul.so you can't move, so you can't move, so you can't move, so you can't move, so you can't...ooooh...sex beat...

The Gun Club - Sex Beat

Downloads

2009-11-18T20:06:00.003+11:00

I've been downloading like a motherfucker lately. Sorry, bandwidth, but your 25GB limit can easily take this. I haven't finished listening to all the albums because I do that.
Let us gaze into the magical blogosphere and see what I have illegally obtained:

The Pretty Things - S.F. Sorrow

Pretty sweet rock opera. Can't tell you the story because I wasn't really paying attention. Great guitar sound, though. 5/5

Os Mutantes - Os Mutantes

Some Brazillian psychedelica / tropicalia. It's pretty great, with some lovely Portugese that I can't understand, some great melodies and the ultimate in killer sunshine chilling tracks: A Minha Menina. 4.5/5

Spirit - Twelve Dreams of Dr. Sardonicus

Some sexalicious psyche that's ultimately wacky. I'm currently listening to this, it's shaping up to be a solid 4.5/5, but only time will tell, there could be a string of shitty songs to come. I fucking hope not, this is hilarious.

The Monks - Black Monk Time

Sometimes called the first punk album ever. Haven't listened to it yet because I just haven't. "Shut Up" and "Blast Off!" are pretty great, so I'm hoping the other tracks follow suit. These guys are Vietnam vets, how fitting to make a proto-punk band...

Sparks - Kimono My House

This is outrageously camp and hilarious glam rock. I love the weirdness of it. It's simply amazing. The album is relentlessly rockin' and the distinctive vocals make this a must for anyone who would party down to stupid glam. 5/5 without a doubt.

Derek and The Dominos - Layla and Other Assorted Love Songs

I love blues rock. This is an incredible album. The songs are heartfelt and Clapton is truly, truly great at life. Plus Duane Allman slide guitaring the FUCK out of Layla is amazing. 4.5/5.

Fats Domino - This Is Fats Domino

Overwhelming amounts of "meh" except for "Blueberry Hill". That is an amazing song. The rest is boring blah. 3/5.

The Pretty Things - Balloon Burning
Os Mutantes - A Minha Menina
Spirit - Street Worm
The Monks - Shut Up
Sparks - This Town Ain't Big Enough for Both of Us
Derek And The Dominos - Bell Bottom Blues
Fats Domino - Blueberry Hill

And there's still more to come!

P.S. Work was horrible today. Every customer got on my nerves. Did not want to be there. RAH!

Concord

2009-11-17T14:04:00.002+11:00

I went to the ballet last night. It was interesting. Pretty sure EVERYONE who looked at me assumed I was gay because I was a young male there with his mother. However, I was gladly checking out women left, right and centre, while I romped around in my DCs. I was hesitant to go to the bathroom, though. I braved it. There was no one in there, I was relieved.

The first dance (?) was alright. The program didn't explain the concept, stupidly, but there was this Spanish narrator voice-over telling me shit I couldn't understand. I wanted to know what the dancing was ment to represent. It seemed to me just a set of dances that kinda segueded into each other, there was a tenious connection.

The second one was super traditional and pretty hilarious. It was based off this comedy play called "Scuola Di Ballo". It was seriously pretty funny, with the fail dancer chick who could act like a champ and some slapstick and what not. Pretty sure everyone loved this because everyone was laughing and cheering. I was defs not expecting a response like that at the ballet, very surprising and engaging.

The third one...well...all I can say is that at least the music was good. Steve Reich composes music like a motherfucker, it's pretty much always brilliant. The dancing was contemporary shit that made no sense to the synopsis. Hell, the synopsis didn't make sense, so naturally the dancing didn't.

Frankly, all I can say is that I've seen enough man-bulge to last me a lifetime. Period tights and cod-pieces that perfectly outline every contour of a man's arse is something I do not want to see. It was like they were wearing nothin' at all...nothin' at all...NOTHIN' AT ALL...

Luna Noise - Concord

Cave Blues

2009-11-16T01:44:00.001+11:00

I cut a hole in my roof, the shape of a heart.
And I'm goin' out west where they appreciate me.
Darling, you need to learn how to chill out, kick back, not take everything so literally and do some cold lampin'. You've made me put on my depressed album, Tom Waits' Bone Machine. Don't be so nervous all the time, just calm down and roll with it. Everything resolves in time, just let the twisted words unwind.

Though shalt not cover thy neighbour's wife. Good advice there, Tom, my man. The electronica EP is coming along swimmingly. I've made 3 tracks which I'm moderately proud of and I'll probably craft 3 more. Next EP I'll test out Fruity Loops and if that fails, I'll retire my Luna Noise project (terrible name, Con) and just admire my skill-less loop music. Party tunes you guys!

I had to do gardening with dad today. It was okay. Good to be outside, a change for me. Also, kept me occupied for an hour and a half or so however long it was out there. The backyard is just too ridiculous to have perfectly groomed and clean. I mean, I'm not a perfectionist, but I like the garden to be neat. Actually, I kinda am a perfectionist because I think that any songs I've made are too poor/embarassing for anyone else. Except my new version of Cyborg Kids' The Mopes. I'm moderately proud of that, it flows well enough. I hope I'm not at my creative peak at 17, because this is poor if I am. Dodge electronica, unfinished grindcore album (I really want to complete Thrush Thrasher one day), garage rock / blues rock I am finding quite demanding. I can't handle it and I'm not even famous. And despite what you all say, I can't sing. I just make vocals and vaguely aim for notes that I rarely hit.

Sorry, everyone.

Luna Noise

2009-11-13T12:20:00.006+11:00

No skill.

Luna Noise - Paint By Numbers

What's Up?

2009-11-12T18:46:00.004+11:00

First point of order - films.
Movies are going to the dumps. 2012 had some spiffy special effects yes, and a was fun to pay out because it was hilariously bad, but it was still bad. The plot was overblown and shit, hardly any of the characters were bearable, there was too much CGI (CGI phone), everyone was screaming all the time (except for John Cusack) and it went for waaaay too long. I stuggled to be entertained for the films duration, only maintaining interest by paying it out (sorry Asians in front of us). This film is poor on every account, not even worth a rent when it's on DVD and a waste of $14 and 3 hours of my precious life.

Music is rant #2.
What the fuck is being played on the radio these days? At what point in time did radio pop music stop being amazing music (hello, Beatles) and become absolute mindless trash (Black Eyed Peas)? Dad has 104.1 playing in the car on the way to the station earlier today and some terrible song about how this little faggy asshole makes "good girls bad" or some gay shit like that. Seriously, just piss off and let the actually good music be played on the pop stations. Why Short Stack are popular and The Big Pink aren't is totally beyond any sense.

But yeah, how is everyone? That's good. Having fun without me? Yeah, I thought so.

The Big Day Out second announcement didn't get me very excited. Yeah, Devendra Banhart and The Scare and Miami Horror and Decoder Ring. But it still doesn't account for the poo there. Why are the smaller bands all killer and the headliners are shitty poo poo? Muse AND Temper Trap AND Eskimo Joe AND Passion Pit are all fag city USA and then there's the turgid and boring likes of Grinspoon, Powderfinger and Kisschasy. Belchariffic.

Poo is poo and poo is me.
Poo is gross. Me is gross.
Me is good for nothing.
Like poo.

Weezer - (If You're Wondering If I Want You To) I Want You To

Humid

2009-11-08T21:16:00.001+11:00

It was really humid today. I got sweaty just because it was sticky and muggy and gross. When it rained, that was nice because it was cooler and it wasn't extreme rain but it was light and nice. Hopefully it's not all humid when I'm trying to sleep, that would mad suck. I can't sleep it it's hot and gross, and I wanna sleep because I'm working five hours tomorrow. Speaking of work, I lost my Thursday shift which sucks the dick because I want money for schoolies and to buy WoW.

Did anyone else have fun at Newtown today? Or was it just me? Hopes it wasn't only me. I want Cold Rock ice cream all of the time now. But hopefully I don't forget Nutella like I did today next time, that is gay. While there were like a billion people there in a poorly organised space, Seekae and Gözleme more than made up for it next. Next year: Japanese pizza and Himalayan food.

Final Fantasy X has gotten me into video games right now. This is bad because if I play Animal Crossing, Suikoden Teirkries or Loch's Quest, I will become a 4am addict. This means I'll be up until 4am every morning playing the game I'm hooked on. Not good. But then Slayer wake me up.

Hey, who likes hanging out with me? And if I do stuff wrong, what is it? Be more specific than "racist" or "dickhead" because that's a given. Feel free to tell me via any medium or don't at all. I don't know why I suddenly started doubting myself and my actions and my personality and everything.

Anyone wanna buy me a Chocobo?

Home Is Where The Heart Is

2009-11-05T17:10:00.004+11:00

I'm quite tired. That was the perfect thing I needed after the HSC. Slot cars, Detroit Rock City, Animal House (O.G. party flick), Caddyshack, Hugh's, Shogun Assassin, Harry's, Ballertron 5000 the album, not sleeping much. Who needs sleep when there's no school to wake up to. What is there to wake up to? Free time. Friends. Chucking shit out that I will never, ever need again. And I'll get WoW soon. Sell my soul.

I realised how comfortable I feel at other people's houses. Maybe it's because I generally get along with parents, but talking and cold lampin' at friends houses was just so normal. It's strange because arguments often arise at home (probably will decrease a bit because of no more HSC) which makes my house feel not homey. Except my room. That place is the best location in the world. It will get better - once I purchase Final Fantasy X. The only bad thing about other people's places (not that O.P.P.) is if there's nothing decent to sleep on. Neck and back pains ensure.

Recording albums is fun. Especially if your album is garage rock and you don't have to bother about class, clarity or lyrics. Or riffs or good chord progressions or real solos. All you need to care about is staying in time and hoping you hit record properly on the recording "device" (hello iPhone and Creative mp3 player). But I think I might start making real songs. I thought of some good lyrics in the shower that I didn't write down and so I have now forgotten them. I didn't write them down because I was shaving the wolverines off. It was a bitch of a shave. No cuts though, looks like I'm a pro.

Stuff to look forward to:

Saturday
Newtown Festival
18ths
Schoolies
Birthday
New Years Eve
Kasabian Side Show
Big Day Out
Yo La Tengo
Pavement
Pixies

Yes, that goes to March next year.

The Band - The Weight

Fast and Bulbous

2009-10-29T23:53:00.001+11:00

Tonight, it took me ten minutes to unscrew a lightbulb. In these minutes, I essentially dismatled my lamp in a futile attempt to change the globe. Once I got it out, it took me five minutes to try and put the new one in. Then mum came in and snatched the bulb off me to put it in. Five minutes along and she fails. Dad then "makes the bulb fit" with force. It didn't work and he ended up breaking my bedside table lamp. How many Greeks does it take to screw in a lightbult? Three can't do it. FML

You Can All Join In

2009-10-29T20:34:00.004+11:00

Stuff I walked past today:

The oh-so-beautiful piano playing of a girl I once knew whos initials are L.L. I actually walked much, much slower (essentially just standing there) past her house to admire the lovely sounds coming from within. I don't know what she was playing, but it was simply divine and luckily I got to hear it twice. It perfectly calmed me down for a whole 10 seconds that I heard it.
Children screaming and playing. Torturuous. I don't remember people screaming like retards when I was at IPS. I would say we did, though. I don't remember it being louder than fucking Neil Young, though. Seriously, these children were screaming so loud, that if I were to walk into that playground, I would start bleeding from the ears.
My ultra-godly past-friend / current acquaintance drumming his arms off. It was really quite good. However, I do believe he had an exam today, so it was probably his equally-religious brother. You know those "Jesus: All About Life!" signs? Yeah? Yeah, they have one in their window. The south will rise again, Custer...
Two chefs from Al Martino's, the local Italian restaurant. They were chainsmoking cigarettes extremely quickly. I do not want them to touch my pizza again. I lie, I do, those pizzas from Al Martino's are fucking orgasm-inducing. G'damn I want one so bad.
A "FOR SALE - SOLD" sign. Normally this is no big deal because I don't really give a flying when someone new moves into the suburb. However, I think this sign was outside another past-friend's place who I planned to become very good friends with again after all this HSC shit finishes. It made me very sad because I kinda abandoned this great friendship we had. Oh the good times, oh nostalgia.

I wanna make an album, but I don't want it to suck which it inevitably will because I have no songwriting skill whatsoever. It's gross to know that my current "masterpiece" is Sodomy. Uuuuuuh pathetic feelings. But what genre? Noisy garage? Shoegazing? Folkish ballads and confessional poetic songs? Sludge? I don't think that a song I have written / will write will ever be displayed in public. I will not even match the cuntiness of Chad Kroeger and put anything I write out. BECAUSE I KNOW IT IS SHITTY! YOU HEAR ME CHAD, YOU DICK MUCHER!? FUCK OFF!

I feel totally empty. Hello, bodily organs and fluids and bones and muscles, are you in there? Because I cannot feel you. I don't think I've ever felt so much nothingless in my chest. I'll stop this bleakness now.

I have recently become hideously and dangerously obsessed with electronica, Kanye West and Jay-Z. 90s electronica is essentially my life because I'm sure a party guy and I love synths more than anything. And when I choose a CD to listen to, The Blueprint and The College Dropout just instantly go "POP!" into my mind. Why, HOVA, why have you poisoned me to love you so? RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH! is what I do when I listen to Napalm Death. And I get crazy urges to punch bitches in the jugular. Fuck yeah! Cowjab those fuckers so they can't breathe.

Napalm Death - Instinct Of Survival
Björk - Venus As A Boy

Black Sabbath

2009-10-28T12:49:00.003+11:00

Black Sabbath are ABAP. I recommend every download this recording from right here:
THIS IS AN AMAZING LIVE DOUBLE ALBUM

But yeah, I've been getting into my bootlegs recently. Some Aphex Twin Peel Sessions, Melodies From Mars (unreleased Aphex), Beatles on Sweedish Radio in '63, Beatles rooftop gig on Apple Studios, Napalm Death Peel Sessions, Godspeed You! Peel Session, Nirvana live in '91 and Hendrix in San Diego in '69. Yes, Con's going download crazy because he just realised that 25GB is a lot of monthly downloadable crap.

And even if you don' like Sabbath (yet), you will after you listen to that recording. Iommi's guitar solos are shredalicious, Bill Ward busts out 2 freakish drum solos in consecutive songs, Geezer Butler's bass is as amazing as usual and Ozzy is really on point vocally. The boys have a real chemistry at this show, and you can definitely hear it. While they have 4 albums to cover and Sabotage is on the eve of release, they skip a few classics, namely The Wizard, Sweet Leaf and N.I.B. but the live power of Hole In The Sky more than makes up for it. In 1975, if I was alive and like 20 years old and lived in England, I would have been there getting my soul eaten by Black Sabbath.

On a more serious note, here's some beautiful music:

And some depressing music

Lastly, I was this:

Anyone want to shout me a $1,246 camera? It has 2 lenses included and is for photography noobs like me. Camaaaaan. Fine, I'll get it myself. I'll sell my body on the street so I can get it. At least then I can take crazy good photos of my syphillis and herpes from all the hideous back-alley sex I'll have to endure to get it. Then take some beautiful scenery photos and then say that I'm an artist because the juxtaposition of the factory smoke on the sunset really speaks to me about mankind's impacts on nature. You know, that cool stuff that cool camera guys do.

LOOKIN' FORWARD TO NO MORE EXAMS / THE REST OF THE YEAR! ARE YOU?

In One Ear...

2009-10-25T19:07:00.002+11:00

Things I like the sound of:

Revolver
Yeasayer - Sunrise
A screeching J Mascis solo
Rain falling onto trees
Cluttered murmer of a shopping centre
Children crying (they all deserve it)
The hum of a computer terminal
Slamming doors
Compliments
Violins in harmony
Cardboard being cut
4ht intervals
Mudhoney fuzz
"G-L-O-OR-EYAY" (Patti Smith's Gloria)
HOVA
Breathing

Things I don't like the sound of:

Real Insurance advertisments
Regret
Radio pop
Rain on aluminium gutters
Children having fun
Bones breaking
Trees falling
Bad 90s electronica
Phone feedback through speakers
Peter Sculthorpe
Permanent ear-ringing
Glitchcore (not this)

I am the world's forgotten boy, the one who searches and destroys

HSC Playlist

2009-10-23T20:38:00.005+11:00

Here's some songs that I've been listening to a lot.
They, along with friends and my "poetic" blog posts have been keeping me mildly sane during these tough times. O what a strange nature is knowledge...it clings to the mind like lichen on the rock.
I tore up my English notes. It felt so great.

HSC Playlist: (<-- That's the link)

The KLF - 3 a.m. Eternal (3:29)
Les Rythmes Digitales - Sometimes (4:57)
At The Drive-In - One Armed Scissor (4:20)
The Chemical Brothers - Setting Sun (5:29)
Black Sabbath - Electric Funeral (4:53)
Eels - Novocaine For The Soul (3:08)
KISS - Detroit Rock City (3:39)
Opeth - The Leper Affinity (10:26 - Good luck!)

Forty...Eighty...One-Twenty...

2009-10-22T22:53:00.001+11:00

...those minutes fly by when I'm with you. Under the pressure of expectation and situation, they will drag on forever. I declare a state of emergency in my brain - shut it off...shut it off for now. Electronica is the healing which brings about all calmness, collectedness and placidity in one's soul. Beam down on me, the sweet sounds of synth as I rack my conscious in panic and fury. Soothe me in the onehundredandtwentyminutes of despair and hoope. Pray to the forces that the ink is kind, fair an just. Or else, honour your wrongdoings over the course of this year. This year, a whirlwind of a year (prdictable). Not over yet, I've still got to become an adult! Don't get ahead of yourself. Libraries, libraries, everywhere, but not a drop to drink. A waterfall of knowledge and a weath of creativity. Pools of lost hope, can I cope? Will I remember? I sure hope so. We all do. For if we do not, onehundredandtwentyminutes of pain and suffering. Onehundredandtwentyminutes will drone on in your mind and scrape it's vicious claws of hatred across your back. Across your hope. Through your perception of self. Be kind...ink...be kind.

(Why do I suddenly think I am a poet?)

Excuse the typos...

And So It Begins

2009-10-20T23:51:00.001+11:00

Last time when I couldn't sleep, I found blogging helps.

My room is super stuffy, I can hardly breathe. Hot, heavy air filling my lungs. I feel pretty claustrphobic right now. What I wouldn't give for a breeze right now. The water I put on my face has already dried. No trace of any liquid at all. I think the pressure finally got to me. Please, friends, reassure me. It all begins tomorrow. The mad dash for the end. Wind, wind, the slightest wind! Coming to save the day. I hope the song I started writing tonight turns out well, that would make me happy. Resting my eyes, a good sign. It feels good when they close, soft and refreshing. And I imagine what may happen. Static ringing in my ears - a bug was on my chest. It's fluid now smeared across my chest. A cooler breeze, thank the heavens. All my friends are falling in love, a fact I can't deny. Everyone has someone, and they know it better than I. All my friends are falling in love. I can assure you, I won't be too far behind.

Good luck to everyone who reads this and everyone who does not. Do not waste what you have acquired in your 12 years of learning. It is a gift. My best wishes to all.

Note to self: Cover The Windmills of Your Mind in shoegaze when you get your effects board.

An Ode To Sleep

2009-10-19T00:43:00.002+11:00

I'm not an insomniac, I just can't sleep.

Please please please help me Sigur Rós, take away the pain of being awake. It is definitely not the time for this. Heavy air crushing my face into the firm pillow. That's not what I want. Please, Decoder Ring, help me reach my subconscious. No breeze and sweaty feet, uncomfortable situations with the ringing of damaged ears and silence. Please, Godspeed You! Black Emperor, let me find the Holy Grail that is peace and serenety in sleep. Itchy, itchy, why am I so itchy? My skin is dry as a desert, but elsewhere it's damp. Please, Tortoise, remove my thoughts and bring death to this day. It's still early at 12:40, I've got a long way to go yet. Hello, HSC, thank you for destroying my life for the time being. Look at what you've reduced me to. Please, Portishead, just take me away from life already. The frogs are so loud, I can hear them in my brain. How come when there's no noise, I can still hear sound? Please, Massive Attack, just put me to sleep! I need to sleep so I can attak the days ahead with mental vigour. Assault my exams with knowledge. Beat the expectations and release the pressure that weighs me down into the ground. You make me happy that we exist, detracting the grind from the current life. Adding spice and flavour to my soul. And to the other, thank you so. You are there when I need you most. Never leave, because if you do, I will surely fade into obscurity. Sorry. Please do not expect too much, I do not have the capacity to forge a life that may match your successes. Other, stern, problems abound, supportive in the desperate times, yet crushing my will. I apologise because you put your faith into me. Let me go my own way into the big bad world. When the lids close, it's hurts...will I never rest? Please, metal, join even closer, for the chemistry...chemistry! You plague my thoughts, yet I love you, so. Mathematics, the bane of my existence. Damn you ancestors! A blob of text is hard to read, I apologise once more.

Wherever you are, you are...

PS. This is not a suicide note.