A Wet Bird Never Flies At Night

Why 'Emo' Sucks

2006-04-16T19:42:00.000+11:00

"Emo" = "Emotional".

I hate 'Emo', not the music, not even the syle. I like a lot of bands that people would consider 'Emo' and sometimes I might wear a bit of 'Emo' typed apparel if the occasion demands.

What I do hate, is the label, the existence of it as a genre. It is completely useless as it incorporates many already existing genres and it is disrespectful to the ideals music exists under. Like all art-forms, music connects with the viewer, and more importunely our feelings, whether we like or dislike the music is irrelevant to the fact that no matter what the music sounds like we will respond to it by what environment we have grown from. Like a lot of people on this site I am not genre based, I instead choose to listen to music that matches my mood. Soft happy music when I need to accentuate a feeling of joy, and hard metal when I am perhaps down. I believe that really how we feel about things, people and ourselves reflects in the music we listen to. Perhaps that is why stereotypes exist (eg: black people listening to rap, gay community listening to dance/techno) perhaps people in a gang situation would feel wanting to listen to artists who perform music that represents oppression by the government and all other aspects that reflect there own life.

In saying all that I come to my point. All music is 'Emo'. Because all Music is 'Emotional'. Now I believe that 'Emo' is a great label for style of clothing and dress because it draws a line between Goth and Punk which allows someone to be more borderline, but when it comes to classing music I find it insulting. A lot of great bands are loosing credit and being weighed down because of the negativity people place on 'Emo' and being classed as 'Emo' can have as many disadvantages as advantages. Take Coheed And Cambria for instance, one of my favourite bands at the present. Coheed are highly received in the public domain as being 'Emo' but a more musically trained person will find that they have more Progressive Rock influences. being highly experimental and drawing many influences from the great likes of Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin. Due to the label of 'Emo' being placed on this band and others of the sort, I find that it takes credit away from the artists.

Now I am sure a lot of you will agree with me, and perhaps some wont. But this is my view and as you may be able to tell I have needed to get that out for a while. I really don't want to step on any toes here, so if you don't agree with me, tell me why, I would love to be persuaded otherwise, because its not likely 'Emo' is going to disappear and I would rather be happy with the genre.

Some 'Emo' clothing I would like:

And I know someone who would like this shirt: Chris.

Gloomy Sunday

2006-03-22T19:50:00.000+11:00

"Szomorú Vasárnap" ("Gloomy Sunday") or so it was later nicknamed: "The Hungarian Suicide Song" was banned from airways on its release after it was believed to be associated with thousands of suicides.

Original Lyrics:

Ôsz van és peregnek a sárgult levelek
Meghalt a földön az emberi szeretet
Bánatos könnyekkel zokog az öszi szél
Szívem már új tavaszt nem vár és nem remél
Hiába sírok és hiába szenvedek
Szívtelen rosszak és kapzsik az emberek...

Meghalt a szeretet!

Vége a világnak, vége a reménynek
Városok pusztulnak, srapnelek zenélnek
Emberek vérétôl piros a tarka rét
Halottak fekszenek az úton szerteszét
Még egyszer elmondom csendben az imámat:
Uram, az emberek gyarlók és hibáznak...

Vége a világnak!

Translation:

It is autumn and the leaves are falling
All love has died on earth
The wind is weeping with sorrowful tears
My heart will never hope for a new spring again
My tears and my sorrows are all in vain
People are heartless, greedy and wicked...

Love has died!

The world has come to its end, hope has ceased to have a meaning
Cities are being wiped out, shrapnel is making music
Meadows are coloured red with human blood
There are dead people on the streets everywhere
I will say another quiet prayer:
People are sinners, Lord, they make mistakes...

The world has ended!

To get the song re-released the lyrics were manipulated to a more melancholy version, yet still highly depressing. After this release, a third stanza was added to make the song interpreted as only a harmless dream. This song is still highly emotive, and has been covered many times by many artists.

Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad I know
Let them not weep let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you

Gloomy Sunday

Extra stanza:

Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, here
Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you

Gloomy Sunday

I prefer the Björk version of this song.

Sacrifice

2006-03-22T16:57:00.000+11:00

Finding that you do not wish to fight for your own happiness and instead regard someone else's destiny higher than your own is a shock to anyone. Finding that you don't deserve the happiness that was taken is even harder. If anyone can uncover this poem, than perhaps they may understand me. Some memories in this world I would cry for, some people in this world I would die for. I have a lot on my mind, a lot I can't say. I have become a lie, not for myself, but for others. For truths can hurt, I would rather deny myself relief than make another's pain.

A poem labelled 'sacrifice', written quickly, by myself, the shadow of Razarelie

Needed i have let go.
my love, my death,
I sacrificed
I wed.

I do not believe,
yet still i relieve,
the weight
on another’s chest.

Never to plead,
A dying seed,
of who hope
has now left.

Perfection:
correction —
is only reflection
of whom I let see.

Not needed,
conceded:
yet never:
the better man...

now I fight
for whom once tight,
not I:
to the better land.

Hope I lack.
sacrifice:
a wanting
to bring our happiness back.

There is so much I want to say, I want to yell it to the world, and make everything better, but I never can make things better it seems I make things worse.

Valhalla

2006-02-14T23:27:00.000+11:00

Yep no reason why I called this Valhalla only that it starts with 'V' and its better than the word valentines. Its late at night and all I want is hugs and kisses from my special girl. Let me just warn you now, I don't seem to be writing well tonight. So instead I will give you a list of the songs that make me feel the feelings of love:

Gorecki "Best Kept Secrets: The Best of Lamb 1996-2004" by Lamb
Everloving "He Died With A Felafel In His Hand (Soundtrack)" by Moby
Wake Up "Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume 1: From Fear Through The Eyes Of Madness" by Coheed And Cambria
Pagan Poetry "Vespertine" by Björk
Nothing Better "Give Up" by The Postal Service
One "Best Kept Secrets: The Best of Lamb 1996-2004" by Lamb
Theme from 'Love Story' "Great Love Themes" by Francis Lai
How Does It Make You Feel? "10,000 Hz Legend" by Air
The Lonely Shepherd "Kill Bill, Vol. 1" by Gheorghe Zamfir
The Sound Of Silence "The Definitive Simon and Garfunkel" by Simon & Garfunkel
Saint Simon "Chutes Too Narrow" by The Shins
Forever Autumn (Remix 95) "The War Of The Worlds (Disc 2)" by Jeff Wayne
La Valse d'Amélie "Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain" by Yann Tiersen
Shine On You Crazy Diamond (Parts 1-7) "Echoes: The Best Of Pink Floyd (Disc 2)" by Pink Floyd
The Light & The Glass "In Keeping Secrets Of Silent Earth: 3" by Coheed And Cambria

A few love feeling movies that are not crap and cliché:

Amélie by Jean-Pierre Jeunet (IMDB, Amazon)
Garden State by Zach Braff (IMDB, Amazon)
A Very Long Engagement by Jean-Pierre Jeunet (IMDB, Amazon)
Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind by Michel Gondry (IMDB, Amazon)
Hero by Yimou Zhang (IMDB, Amazon)
Dancer In The Dark by Lars Von Trier (IMDB, Amazon) (My most loved film of all time, the saddest movie ever made) (totally Art-house) (Critics either LOVE it, or HATE it. That includes David and Margaret)

Well that concludes my attempt at a love filled entry without soft squishy talk. All you all need to know is that my gorgeous and I have experienced all of the above medias together. When you read this Hannah know I love you.

Work In Progress

2006-02-10T23:49:00.000+11:00

As the full extent of being in the last year of school hits home, my attitude to work and projects are increasing. One of which is my BOW (Body Of Work) for Visual Arts. With my start on one of fifteen canvases its a big mission I have set for myself. At the present I am limited to doing only this canvas to start with, then as I get the stock photographs I need I can move on.

The outline of my BOW is as follows:

Creating a set of works that explore the symbolism of Virtues/Sins (or Vices) represented in portraits of figures expression the alignment with the moral. 7 portraits of Virtues opposing 7 portraits of Vices, divided by 'The Innocent Birth'. Each portrait digitally created in a multitude of programs but mainly Photoshop CS in a medieval digital painting style.

This piece is obviously 'The Innocent Birth' and when finished it is going to follow this description:

A human foetus growing in an artificial environment (A glass orb filled with a green chemical compound pumped with air bubbles) surrounded by a surface of metal surface holding the orb as if it was a 3D book cover of sorts. The bottom consists a large metallic plate with 'The Innocent Birth' engraved in Latin.

Will maintain updates on my BOW to keep on par, and gain feedback where needed, more soon. [Click Banner For Full View Of Progress]

Hannah Rose

2006-01-29T15:50:00.000+11:00

Have you ever had a person come into your life that just the thought of their presence brings a smile. A person that makes you so happy, even when your supposed to be angry at each other.

Let me now make things clear about the one person in my life for nearly two years now. We have fun, no matter what we are doing. I am completely happy to do nothing more than just simply lay beside her. Each time I look into her eyes they tell me something different. All that stuff seems so fluffy, but screw you arseholes if I want to express my self (Of which this blog is for) than I am going to do it. I remember back now to one Easter that was spent as a kind of Anniversary. We went down to Mount Beauty in Victoria, to a little resort beside a river. Autumn had caused all the lovely trees to go golden and create a constant gold rain of leaves as you walk through the area. It was gorgeous, the lovelly cool mountain stream cascading over smooth river rocks. We spent two weeks in this little piece of heaven, walking, relaxing, trying to swim in the crisp water (sorry about pushing you again) We even made great friends with Sandy from Sandy's Video Shack.

But how we met is not as colourful. If anything its darker. What you have to understand is that Hannah Rose lives around 3 hrs away, but this one night we both were attending a form of self esteem leader camp. At the time I was still coming out of a heavy relationship that ended a few months before, so I wanted nothing but to have fun with some new people. Unfortunately, with Hannah and her peers (that came from my old relationships territory) brought news of that very person. This one person I had committed a large chunk of my life and soul to had been with another. I suppose I never woke up to the fact that she would move on, I did now. It shook me to the core and I wanted nothing more than to get home and be with my family. But the officials of the camp didn't understand my demands. Eventually that night I had made my point clear to the officials, and even the police. I was on my way home. During this time of my mental melt down, Hannah and Co. Witnessed a different side of me than the overtly happy boy, and by the end of the night when I returned to the camp in the police car Hannah herself felt differently. As they brought my bag and possessions up to the car I told them not to worry about me, and hugged each one. Now, this is were I swear the truth: When I approached Hannah I saw something in her eyes that was a mixture of guilt for her and myself, and compassion. Her expression was so strong I remember being completely drawn to it, and when I came to the point of embracing her, I had an out of body urge to kiss her softly. Shrugging this off, I still couldn't resist kissing her on the cheek. Though I didn't know it then, I could have stayed there then. I had found that comfort you get when someone you love holds you close, exactly what I was looking for at home. She could have fixed me. But hey destiny works in odd ways.

For months we had slight contact, a few letters and phone calls that lasted too long to be just friends. But eventually we lost contact after a few months as I ventured to New Zealand. Months later by happenstance we regained contact, and this time it was my turn to help her. All I will say is this lovely girl was down very deep, and needed to get back up otherwise she wasn't going to make it.

Little did I know in the months we were in contact, whilst I had been flooding her with my Ex. She had been falling deeper and deeper in love with me. She had even told one of her friends, not long after the camp, and before we got in contact, that she loved me and she didn't know why. Thank God, I didn't know that at the time, I would have screwed it up.

I think I will end this entry of which could last a lot longer with the story of the first kiss I ever gave Hannah Rose:

I remember seeing her eyes living into mine as I turned from my dubious fiddling with my shelf. I felt myself walking towards her slowly, staring into her eyes. Getting close, I placed my finger on her lips, and watched, as she looked at me in surprised. Then I closed her eyes with my fingers and began, our true relationship. I placed her hand at her gently at her side, and opened her fingers from her palm. Ever so gradually, I made her fingers glide over my chin, then to my forehead, my nose, me eyes, and finally my lips as the moisture caused by anxiety caught her fingers slightly. I returned her hand, feeling her heartbeat. Upon waiting for her eyes to open I risked a small smile. When she finally opened your eyes I pointed at myself and slowly closed my own eyes, as she slowly returned the process. After that we paused, I could feel her heart beat from the distance as we drew into a soft passionate kiss.

Hannah Rose, I love you, If ever I am judged at the end, I will know I did one thing right.

Spending my life with you.

Photo Credits to Brandon Blinkenberg

Game Review: PIRATES! (NES-1991)

2006-01-28T00:39:00.000+11:00

There is no doubt in my mind when I say that this is the best game ever released on the NES(Nintendo Entertainment System) platform. Even if I am a huge Zelda fan, this game still kicks Link of his Epona. I first played this game a few days ago and I haven't stopped playing it since, which is very bad because I have an essay to write. Though the graphics are not Xbox material (Though there is a new version released on Xbox funny enough) they don't need to be. The graphics are at the level where you acknowledge they are crap and just get on with what the game has to offer. Only now have I found out that this game was created by the great strategy man 'Sid Meier'. But this game has so much and it is so user orientated, there is no set path, you chose where you go, you chose who you become...
If you don't believe me here are the things you can do in this game (click for screenshot):

Man Pirates rock! Other versions of the game (Pirates!) Another Great Pirate (Maddox)

Trivia #2

2006-01-27T14:05:00.000+11:00

20% of surveyed America believes the Sun revolves around the Earth.
Even though they broke up 25 years ago, the Beatles continue to sell more records each year than the Rolling Stones.
"Happy Birthday" was the first song to be performed in outer space, sung by the Apollo IX astronauts on March 8, 1969.
Mickey Mouse is known as 'Topolino' in Italy.
Bananas are America's #1 fruit.
Almonds and pistachios are the only nuts mentioned in the Bible.
A recent study indicates when men crave food, they tend to crave fat and salt. When women crave food, they tend to desire chocolate.
A human head remains conscious for about 15 to 20 seconds after it is been decapitated.
A dentist invented the Electric Chair.
More people are killed annually by donkeys than die in air crashes.
Only 55% of all Americans know that the sun is a star.
Uranus is the only planet that rotates on its side.
Members of the Nazi SS had their blood type tattooed on their armpits.
The first-known contraceptive was crocodile dung, used by Egyptians in 2000 BC.
The shortest war on record was fought between Zanzibar and England in 1896. Zanzibar surrendered after 38 minutes.

Thank you to my sources, making me able to spread such glorious information.

Film Review: Million Dollar Baby

2006-01-25T23:23:00.000+11:00

Man for someone who loves a lot of films, this is an odd choice for my first film review. for two reasons:

I can't stand Clint Eastwood for what he used to stand for, his western making filmers gave birth to the 'The Magnificent Seven' of which is the sadest western rip-off of all time, taking all its creative material from the Japanese classic 'Shichinin No Samurai' ('Seven Samurai') directed by the great, and I put emphasis on 'great', Akira Kurosawa. Its an odd connection I know but I stick tot it.
I didn't Like the cover.

Yet of watching this one film recently I had to drop all my egocentric convictions, this film is great and deserves appraisal, even ahead of my more loved films.

A Million Dollar Baby
Directed by Clint Eastwood Staring Hilary Swank, Morgan Freeman, and himself
tells a boxer's journey that K.O's Rocky. Filled with emotion, aggression and the bitter-sweet truths of life. This film addresses many issues without over-glossing them. This movie like the perfect assimilation of a chicks flick a with ego-testostirone pumping centre, one for both Mr. and Mrs.
I don't want to go into the story to much because I believe that is what this film does best: It takes you step by step around every bend that camera can throw at you.
And god does that camera throw some nice shots. Particularly in the late night training sections with minimal light and well arranged shadow work.

Best Achievement in Directing: Clint Eastwood
Best Motion Picture Of The Year: Clint Eastwood, Albert S. Ruddy, Tom Rosenberg
Best Performance By An Actor In A Supporting Role: Morgan Freeman
Best Performance By An Actress In A Leading Role: Hilary Swank

Note: Also won another 31 Awards and 26 Nominations

Pirate Words

2006-01-24T20:24:00.000+11:00

Now all you people who might complain about my lazy arse not posting anything can just bottle-their-snozzle. I have a good excuse so don't make me use 'pirate words' on you... I'm not that nasty.

Instead I will convey my excuse for being ever-so absent to this blog:
My girlfriend + Here + Two Weeks = Better things to do.

It was her birthday on the 7th of January and we celebrated it like there was no tomorrow. Unfortunately the next day did come, but we avoided a large percentage of it.Also there was some productivity with my girl around. I managed to get some photos taken. Including this shot which was taken at night with some slow shutter speeds and other non-post work. Very happy with the result only ended up putting the sephia tone on the B&W image in Photoshop.
Things you can expect from me in the near future:

Trivia
Film Review
Album Review
Cancellation of the weekly doodle

Cancellation of the weekly doodle: Well it was bound to happen. I was stupid enough to think I could maintain it through my most intense and weighing year of school (my final) So I have scrapped that plan. Might do little things though.

Note: Working on finding a proper definition for 'Pirate Words' for y'all.

Apple Head

2006-01-01T22:37:00.000+11:00

Well as a proud owner and user of the Macintosh platform for years now, I have found little to complain about and continue to find more to show my appraise at. I have to admit I was not always mac, but we wont talk about those dark times. The fact is I am now, and with operating systems like OS X 10.4 'Tiger' who wouldn't be.
But if there ever were things that I loved more than mac...apart from the god damn obvious (and happy birthday to her for the 7th) it would have to be Björk. After that stint a few nights ago, Björk was pushed sharply into my spotlights.

And finally I have found the evidence to collide all my loves.

Yes even Björk needs her apple, and by the looks of it, back door escorting as well. Thats her kid by the way. Man those doors are big.

New Years Resolution

2005-12-31T21:16:00.000+11:00

my new years resolution is:

'To quit smoking'

...That gives me about 3 hours to pick up the habit.

Technologic

2005-12-31T03:50:00.000+11:00

I have officially found the 2nd most scariest music video clip I have ever seen in my life! It's like a mix of 'Chucky' and well....something god damn freaky. The whole clip is this freaky little techno-child-eaten-robot-thing, dictating infront of a projected screen of large words. Its like a surreal boot camp sapping the minds of those who bare witness.

Now I would love to know if you can guess what kind of sick, obviously dark, gothic, twisted band this comes from? Yes do you know?.... No your wrong! its Daft Punk! I never knew they had it in them, with their light, fluffy cereal-box, space-cadet, robot-rock ( a track on one of their albums I might add). Yes at around one in the morning seeing this clip has made me want to take an early night. I swear this is one odd clip. Here are some lyrics:

"Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, melt- upgrade it,
Charlie point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick- erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick- rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it..."

O yes did I also tell you that thing is what sings the song. mmm... I think I actually like the song its catching, in a baseball kind of way.

PS: for the record the most scariest video clip is Björk's 'Where Is The Line?" (Images1-2-3-4-5)

Official Link to Quicktime Download of 'Technologic'(Its weird it has no movie player controls or does it say the site is loading, just press space to watch once loading)
Other Link to Quicktime and other versions of 'Technologic'
30 Second Preview of 'Technologic'

Edible Clothing

2005-12-30T15:07:00.000+11:00

Well I would like to inform all my readers that the Edible Under-Garments I purchased for her christmas gift, have not been consumed of yet. Now that may sound odd and highly irrelevant, but I fear for my mothers dear warm fuzzy life. You see the Use-By-Date on these peckerish-panties is today! Yes today! which is Friday the 30th of December 2005, for those of you who don't believe in time.
My fear, my poor scary fear! I really don't want my mother to be exercising her gift in an evening of the future, only for me to find, on my usual morning run to her room for snuggles, that my mother and father a dead cold in a very compromising position. For those of you who do not believe in Use-By-Date's BEWARE! Because not only have I eaten green peanuts without knowing, cracked a rotten egg into a near complete cake mixture, and cut open a hollow avocado (all in one day) but I have eaten coagulated blood w/wheat (and no that wasn't rotten at the time).

So next time you are about to feast into your favorite snack, make sure you check that little side of roughly printed date. because it could save your life...or at least the peoples ears that have to hear you whine about it afterwards.

Also I believe — on the topic of Edible Clothing — Nike should release a range of thick rubbered sneakers, that have imbedded in the rubbery soles: Candy. For then fat people so enticed by the treat, will have to wall miles upon miles to hence wear down the shoe and there-upon taste the yummy snacks. Problem solved.
PS: I know there is a typo in the image, I didn't make it. Still love it though.

Late Night Links And Linguistic Things

2005-12-30T03:32:00.000+11:00

Well all you lovely good looking people should be reading this sometime in the day time of the 30th, because if you reading this at 3AM that's naughty and you should be in bed, dreaming about what your going to do with those bottles of absinth you bought from South Australia online with Mummy and Daddies credit card. Well it is new years. After spending a night cooked up in this hellish network of spiders, I found many sites many of which I can't post because I want to keep this blog aimed at pleasing a young audience but one site had to catch my eye tonight. With his witty humor and well written entries, my friend's blog is as creative as deities come.

"I like puppy dogs, long walks down the beach, and pictures of unicorns. I've accepted that I am an alcoholic ever since I fell down a flight of stairs without spilling my drink. However, alcoholism is vastly underrated."

Though his entries may come across to people that don't know him as being crude, mean, or even sometimes evil, he is lovely boy, with a warm heart, and a even better technique to getting close to others humor.

Chaos, Panic, and Disorder?

Also I have just been re-convinced in my personal opinion that the Icelandic Language (male talking with accent [not best example]) is the most gorgeous sounding collection of grammar in the world. After finding myself at 11:50pm infront of the TV watching SBS I was entranced in a lovely Icelandic-black-witty-comedy named 'Mávahlátur' (The Seagull's Laughter). In 3/4's of the film I just sat there closing my eyes and listening to the delicate clicks and rings in the character's accents. It was ever-so gorgeous. Now I would be considered to be a very bias person when it comes to my opinion on the Icelandic Language, seeing as though my favourite musician is the qwerkily-wonderful Björk, but I swear, Björk only started me off on my love boat in Icelandic Language Land. Now please listen to a bit of the audiofile linked to the words 'Icelandic Language' because it took me an hour to find anything remotely like it. I also find it disturbing that every Icelandic page has something of Björk in it. I swear she is going to be queen and rule Iceland one day.God I love Uncyclopedia.org

So now I leave you, but not without giving you a piece of knowledge I once heard, though confirm conferm this: In Iceland, when a new item lets take it back about 20 years and say the import of the computer the Icelandic people don't have a word for it in In...Naturally so they release country-wide polls asking the population what they should call it, with limitations of course.

EDIT: This got all chewed up by blogger.com in the process of being posted so I had to re-post it at 9:52pm 30th December

Trivia

2005-12-29T23:08:00.000+11:00

10 percent of all human beings ever born are alive at this very moment.
A Saudi Arabian woman can get a divorce if her husband doesn't give her coffee.
In 1894 there were only 4 automobiles in the US.
Men commit suicide three times more frequently than women do. But women attempt suicide two to three times more often than men.
Midgets and dwarfs almost always have normal-sized children, even if both parents are midgets or dwarfs.
The average person falls asleep in seven minutes.
The average person laughs about 15 times a day.
The vocabulary of the average person consists of 5,000-6,000 words.
Carbonated soda water was invented in 1767 by Joseph Priestley, the discoverer of oxygen.
If you put a raisin in a glass of champagne, it will keep floating to the top and sinking to the bottom.
On M&M's the letters stand for Mars and Murrie, the developers of the candy in 1941.

Review: Electric Light Orchestra — Eldorado

2005-12-29T16:52:00.000+11:00

By far one of the best Classical/Pop-rock/Space Rock albums out there, I present Electric Light Orchestra's "Eldorado". I grew up with the traditional 10 Track LP record, and to this day hold the magical tracks close to my heart. This isn't for everyone I know, But with its great overture and the 70's affect of seamless track transitions, this album just runs smoothly over one's ear-pallet.

Recomended track listening:
1.Eldorado Overture
4.Poor Boy (The Greenwood)
9.Eldorado
10.Eldorado Finale

I have no idea why I chose this as my first review choice, I have many more albums that I listen to more often, but this just picked itself.

Can We Keep Him?

2005-12-29T14:12:00.000+11:00

Waking up this morning, well not really the morning, its holidays give me a break, I found this little man sitting at the foot of my bed. After spending some time getting aquanted, talking about flavoured pop-corn, we descided that we were now 'new friends'. Upon this revelation, we decided that he should stay the night, but where, 'I don't have a bed for cartoony-men" I said. Luckly enough with Mum's input (she had been drawn into the situation for initial permision for a 'new friend' to stay over) we decided it would be best if he stayed in my blog.
Yes, this is a 'new friend' of mine, who does not have a name, but he does whatever I say. He is going to be popping up a lot soon, as he is one of the main features in the 'Weekly Doodle''s I have already drawn so far (and theres a few) if your lucky and post lots of comments to this on your opinions of my 'new friend' I will sure look into giving a few 'Weekly Doodle''s early in this premier week of my blog.
So I ask you not only can we keep him? But should we keep him?

he is kinda cute and all.

Update: Weekly Doodles do not run, nor are the posts holding them available for more information view the post: Pirate Words

[LOL] Lies On Lies

2005-12-28T19:34:00.000+11:00

I met people on the messengers out there that are addicted to false gods. Those incarnate beasts that prop themselves on large pedestals as Gods and pronounce to the millions "ABBREVIATIONS!".

I tell all yee followers now, that LOL is false. Do you really think that people Laugh Out Loud when they type that? No. They are just conforming to their false God's ways of conversational politics: Your Turn, My Turn. I at least find myself letting out a slight snort from sheer guilt of lying to my friends embedded in my contact list. Please think carefully all yee who follower the false god, for your telling big white lies.

And as for net abbreviations in themselves, I am so detached now that whenever those new abbreviations come into orbit of my messenger - from those pesty foreign contacts - I have no idea what on earth they are talking about. I feel very silly not knowing the cool needed lingo of the world. But no! I don't ask.

I wait...
For if they say it three times in the conversation its obviously not a typo and I have to face my dreaded fate of asking...

PS: Here's a tip, next time someone writes that 'ROFL' ask if they really are rolling on the floor. and/or next time someone writes that 'LMAO' ask them if they need help picking there anus out of the other countless thousand lost

Nights Of Licking

2005-12-28T16:48:00.000+11:00

"After doing this I realised that you can make soap out of human fat."

Getting Comfortable

2005-12-28T16:15:00.000+11:00

Well this blog is so new it still has that new car smell. I know a friend who likes to smell new things, he once licked a calculator, though he would argue it was not the definition of lick seeing as though he only 'pressed' the buttons with his tongue. He is going to china tomorrow. I will miss my friend.

Nothing To Report On The Eastern Front

2005-12-28T14:06:00.000+11:00

Well solders we have some good news and some bad news. A few explosive shells erupt close-by.

"We'd like to hear the good news if we can cap'tn"

A small flash of light nearby and private Wiggim falls silently to the ground.

Damn them... Well solders first I suggest you get close, and nice and low... The small amount of troops left in his regiment move tentatively forward and 'low'. Now you see troops, the good news as you so readily wanted... Is that this artificial word, once described in a motion picture as being a 'matrix' has just been created for us all to frolic in... The regiment let out a sigh of relief and amazement as private Nelson's skull is silently evaporated in a red mist.

"But cap'tn can we dare ask what the bad news is"

The Capitan leaves an appropriate pause as he stares distantly into the distant distance.

We'll troops... The bad news is... That we're in a war.