Tuesday, August 31, 2010

MUSOV SHOKO - BALLAD TO A WIGGED DOG



"This song made me cry tears of joy and relive my early days as a PDWH (professional dog wig handler). Ahh, those were the dog days. I was fired for molesting one of the smaller dogs. It was a mistake I would happily make again." *thumbs up

I do wish to jump off into time...



Just a slight update. Great day today.Productive and whatnot. Get to hang out with someone I haven't in a good minute.

I've linked a great trance tune by a duo from Dallas: Tritonal.

They'll be at Nocturnal along with tons of other big name Dj's.

ATB, Markus Schulz, Ferry Corsten, Chase and Status among the many.

It's going to be an amazing night. If you haven't been to a rave yet, go to this one.

Monday, August 30, 2010

My YouTube account.

Right hurrrrrr...

Enjoy some of my videos and listen to all the music I got. Varied from rock to indie to electronica.

Add me as a fiend and even send me some videos of music I might like.

Thanks!

Snippets.



Hope all my readers, that number in the handful, are doing well.

Music: where would the world be without it? I can't imagine the world beeing such an amazing place as it is now, without the invention of music. How it came about, I can't tell. I'm sure there's recorded history about the evolution of music.

I can only think about pre-sapiens beings banging on something and hearing that it sounded well. I don't know what our lesser intelligent ancestors could've possibly banged on.

Prolly going to be one of the greatest mysteries of our time.

Music goes well with so many things, even know, just typing this out, I can safely say it wouldn't be easy for these words to come easily off my fingers. Memories are remembered, whether it be from childhood after hearing a certain clip of a song from your favorite TV show or burning a CD or making a mix tape for your significant other. Music brings the populace together. It evokes a feeling of togetherness, a collective of listeners who share the same taste.

What better place to experience something like that, than at a rave? I'm sure everyone has heard about rave's and the stigma that is attached to them.

They're not bad at all. In fact, they're amazing. Ive met some of my closest friends through raving. I've had laughs, kisses, intimate moments in a setting of a collective hive mind all dedicated to the sound and feel of music.

Sure, there's drugs. Every type imaginable but without drugs, raves wouldn't be what they are today. They go hand in hand like peanut butter and jelly.

It's all about control.

Try it out. If you were ever curious to go to one. Do it.

You won't regret it.

Another day.



So, I actually slept last night, albeit if only for a few hours. Today has been a good day. Clearing out all the fog that obscures certain situations.

However long whatever takes.

Uh, this is pretty awesome: you can get a barber shop septuplet going with these. Bad joke I know. Let it go.

How is everyone this fine day?

Sunday, August 29, 2010

So, I just finished making a blog for a really good friend of mine. Turned out pretty well. Better than this crap layout.

Just wanted to post and network her. She's a model, she sings, she does photography and she go-go dances. If anyone out there is in need or curious about her talents for a venture. Please follow the link or leave her a comment on the her blog.


http://rockyrayinla.blogspot.com/

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I recently got into watching the commentary videos on SC2 with HDStarcraft and Husky and I do gotta say what an amazing game. I've picked up so much just from listening to them and I have a new found respect for the world of e-sports. So much strategy and thought goes into a game like this.

Reminds me of the countless hours I used to play on Age of Empires. Gah, I wanna play it so bad. Stupid computer can't handle it though. Oh, well, it'll keep me from wasting my time and whittling it away on games.

Instead I decided to download Brood Wars and I'm ok with it. Great game.

I've gotta reiterate that Husky is such a great commentator. Follow him on YouTube.

Another sleepless night.

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Off into my dreamworld of sleep deprived angst. Why is it so hard to revert to old molds?

It's the damn heart. It's way past beating.

You looked deep into my eyes and nodded.

I'm good.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYElsvpB8RA

One of the most beautiful songs that have ever come to composition. I had the pleasure of actually meeting Daedulus, such a classy guy.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

For all the nice guys.


This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassurings pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concot a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “Oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking with friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as: “Oh, he’s too nice to date.” or “He, would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me.” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possible ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “No, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom, I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say ( I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding these girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the ncie guys. You know who you are and I know you’re sick of eharing yourself described as ubiquitiously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgment and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society and your well deserved vindication is coming.