I decree
All Cough drops(A.K.A Devils Candy) be outlawed! Bleh... Nasty little smelly things...
-Me
I decree
All Cough drops(A.K.A Devils Candy) be outlawed! Bleh... Nasty little smelly things...
-Me
Anger, he cries towering in shiny metalic purple armour.
Queen Jelousy, Envy waites behind Her. Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.
Blue and his life giving waters are taken for granted, But quietly understand.
Once happy Turqoise armies lay opposite ready, but wonder why the fight is on.
Red is so confident he flashes his trophies of war, and ribbons of euphoria.
Orange is young, full of daring but very unsteady for the first go 'round.
Yellow in this case is not so mellow. In fact im tryin to say, hes frightened like me.
And all of these emotions keep holding me back from a rainbow like you but im bold as love.
-Jimi Hendrix
I absolutely fell in love with this song 12 seconds ago. I would love to talk colors over coffee with Jimi. Sounds like a great afternoon to me =)
-Me

Hellaaaa!!!! Awww man. This album is basically me, in my old truck, with the speakers so freaking loud. Rocking. Out.
And its OK if you cant hear for 20 minutes afterwards cause it was freakin awesome!
For those of you who dont know what Math-Rock is, look it up on wikipedia before you listen to any of this or you will dismiss it as obnoxious noise.
'The D. Eckan/Biblical Violence' is the first track. Starts off with Nintendo beeps and such as a sort of intro to the album. 40 seconds in your face gets blasted with Zach's intense drumming style. Hella is an american band consisting of Zach Hill(left) on drums, and Spencer Seim(right) on Electric guitar. Yeah. Thats all. These two are masters of thier respective instruments, able to switch between time-signatures like an emo kid changes hairstyles.
'1-800-GHOST DANCE' is exactly like it sounds. A phone hotline for sweet ghouly dance moves. The beginning is a rave party.
This album taught me that, no matter how rediculous your music is, there will always be a tiny group of people who cant get enough of it.
If you are one of the fortunate few who are reading this and enjoy really technical music that rocks; Then this, my friend, is for you.
Your welcome.

Tortoise - TNT
What can I say about Tortoise and their post-jazzy goodness...
This album is pure fun to me. Its a journey spanning several time periods and sounds. The opener song, titled after the album, is a perfect sunny day jam song. Two drummers, in perfect syncopation; so perfect, you would think it was one really good drummer. 'Swung from the gutters' is that mellow, pulsing, poor man, alley jazz. Depressing, but hopefully optimistic. 'Ten day interval' and 'Four day interval' are both bell chime, in slow drone odd time-signature. 'I set my face to the hillside' is the soundtrack to a western film. simple acoustic guitar, shaker, and the sound of children playing in the background. 'The Equator' and 'Suspension bridge', among others are sample driven drum tracks with plenty of pep and content anyone can enjoy.
This album is probably gonna be the least 'serious' album on my list. Its light, fun, and fruity. Always a pleasure to my eardrums.
Plus, who can resist that awesome drawing??
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Sigur Rós - ( )
Sigur Ros' third full length spanning 8 tracks. Sigur ros is huge on personal subjective interpretation so here is mine. The first 4 tracks are heavily optimistic like the beginning or ' ('. The later 4 tracks are solem and slightly darker and bittersweet like the ' )'. This album is like 2 sides to the same coin. Light and airy, or Heavy and bleak.
The instrumentation consists of Jonsi on bowed guitar, making full use of everything reverb has to offer. Jonsi's vocals are somewhat consistent with that droney quality in thom yorkes voice. The language Jonsi sings is a sortof skewed gibberish of Icelandic that the band created called 'Hopelandic'. It adds to the overall 'dreamy' quality of the band.
All the songs in ( ) are untitled. If you were to purchase the CD, you would find the booklet contains blank pages in which you can name the songs and draw a picture as an interpretation.
Im a pretty big sigur ros fan, and I didnt want to clutter my favorite albums list with 'Agaetis Byrjun', and 'Takk...' which are all 3 a great listen if you have the time. Highly recommended. This album, to me, is able to soar above the other music sigur ros has made. Its accessable music, but at the same time, requires a few listens to really soak it all in. Its worth it.

Steve Reich - Music for 18 Musicians
Steve Reich is an american composer who notably invented the genre known today as 'Minimalist'. Its classified by its repeating and subtly evolving movements. This album has the ability to take you to a place youve never been, and has the endurance to help you find your way around this new world it creates.
Music for 18 Musicians was written back in 1974 and recorded several times since. Basically, its a cycle of 11 chords played by an 'orchestra' of 18 musicians who are all constantly switching between different instruments.
It starts with 'Pulses', The main theme if you will, Followed by Sections I-XI. My favorite being Section IV.
Reich has a way with introducing these dissonant riffs that start with a single strike. Then two strikes in a measure. Then 4. Then before you know it, the instrument is fully integrated into the song and another is right behind it.
One of the things that drew me to loving this album is the 'rush'. The rhythm of which Reich carries his music from the stillness, to the abrupt, to the quiet, to the grandiose. Its something that must be experienced on a personal level.
So Ive been toying around with the idea to do a top 10 of all the music in my life. My favorites out of all the music ive ever listened to. I had hesitations and I dont know why, so im just gonna do it.
Ive chosen to do albums because im a firm believer in albums as a whole cohesive movement of where a band stands at a particular point in time. Ive never liked just picking out songs out of context.
Well I started with my ipod and my hard drive just writting down all my most noticable albums and ended up with 38 total... Then. The cut.
I cut the ones that I just liked alot and ended up with 17
Then I cut it down by asking myself 'Could I live without never having heard this?' Call my shallow or dependent or what have you, but gosh darn it worked.
Alot of my favorite albums I can remember jamming to 'back in the day' got the cut. Its a sad thing to do but Im happy with my overall choice.
It's Something interesting
It's Something abstract
It's Something empowering
It's Something breathtaking
It's Something you dream of
It's Something that makes your chest ache
It's Something that stills you in silence
It's Something awe inspiring
It's Something you would do anything to obtain
It's Something that racks your nerves
It's Something that keeps you up all night
It's Something you feel
It's Something you know, but cant define
It's Something everyone wants
It's Something everyone needs
It's Something few can find
It's Something you cant let go of if you have it
It's Something arguably distant
It's Something arbitrarily beautiful
-Me
I Decree
(de·cree (di-kree)
n.
1. An authoritative order having the force of law.)
That the week officially starts on a Tuesday. Sunday will always be part of the weekend. What about Monday you say? I refuse to acknowledge its existence as weekday or weekend. Its the Devils day. That will be all...
-Me
I found that whenever I need to think, the pier with the Ankh/7 memorial statue behind the BK on US1 is the best place to be. Its so relaxing. I dont think its so much the sounds of the area, as it is the feeling of constant pressure on your entire body from the breeze. I find that constant pressure increeeedibly soothing.
So today I wished on an 11:11. I used to do that all the time when I was younger, but then I grew up. Now I miss it. I think im gonna start it up again. Its not like im gonna see a shooting star anytime soon... Im thirsty....Brb
Upon going into the kitchen for a drink, I came back and googled 11:11 wish. I found a sortof rulebook that is pretty funny. After all I gotta make sure im doin it right. Heres a bit of it.
First, seeing 11:11 must be spontaneous. One cannot see 11:08 on the clock and then wait for 11:11 to appear. Seeing it on a digital clock seems to have more power than an analog. It works with either a.m. or p.m. but the latter seems to have a bit more strength. The wish must be made right away and can be either verbalized or simply a part of one's inner monologue. If the wish is made on a room in which multiple clocks are in view, one clock must be made the focus of your wish. What you wish for must not only be fairly specific but within the realm of 11:11 possibility. You cannot think "I wish for world peace" and expect it to happen. However, you might wish to receive a financial windfall within the next two months and then have it happen.
Of course, once you spontaneously look at your digital clock and see it is on 11:11 you must immediately look away while you are making your wish. If you look back at it, or any other clock, before it has turned to 11:12 then the wish is blown. Likewise, after looking away and making your wish you cannot count down the seconds. You must wait for what you determine to be a reasonable amount of time before looking back at the same clock to see the time has changed. Compound wishes tend to be a bit problematic. If you were to make a wish to "Meet a beautiful, smart, redhead who is from Michigan and has green eyes and plays the violin" you might get some or one of those things.
My pseudo research in this area continues. I could itemize all of the 11:11 wishes that have come true in the past two years. But in the same way that ill-matched pylon crystals on the 70's TV show "Land of the Lost" could have negative consequences if matched in the wrong combination, I fear that to reveal too much might skew the system. I'm already probably giving away too much. I'm sure I've already jinxed myself. But I'm not superstitious. I promise. Really.
Best Wishes-
-Me
And thus, another chapter of my life is over. LOST has ended. I understand some people dont share my enthusiasm but I spent SIX YEARS with this show, waited TWO mid-series hiatus' and a freaking writers strike!!! Ive had the LOST forum bookmarked on my last 4 PCs. I feel like I know these characters on a deep and personal level. (crycrycry)...
Now to the ending. They left it (Kindof) open to anyones interpretation which I believe is outright poetic. Unfortunately 90% of people did not like this. I was gleaming with joy and all dad, jinje, and dan could say is "Well that was dissapointing"...
Really guys?...
If they would have ended it really solid, and answered everything; then, I would have been upset. I am just extremely happy right now and I am wondering how I am ever going to get sleep.
A Very Bittersweet goodbye to my favorite show, hands down.
LOST
Its been a good run.
(And if anything goes wrong,
Desmond Hume is my constant)
-Me
I feel like typin up a quick delecate dish of warm bloggy goodness before I head off to orlando. Today is the 50th(?) anniversary of my grandparents who are soo so so amazing in every way. Staying strong and in love 50(?) years. Thats how ya do it.
Big bro will be here any minute to pick me up and off we go.
Word on the street is we will be improving the song "I saw the light" with me on drums to pay 'homage' to the watchmen quartet. booyah. It will be legendary if we can pull it off. Unfortunately, I havent played southern gospel in. hmm. 5 years? Like I said. Legendary.
Legen...
wait for it.
dary...
-Me
Just finished an episode in the 5th season from before Cory and Topanga were married. Shaun and Angella just started going out. Cory had just screwed up and kissed this girl he met on a ski trip. Shaun, his BFF just told him to lie to topanga. WOW. That cant possibly go wrong!!!
Ski lady wrote cory a note and gave it to topanga to give to cory. She wasnt going to read it because topanga is always portrayed as the perfect girlfriend, but angella talked her into it.
Meanwhile, Shaun gets kidnapped by 3 of his exes so he wont hurt angella.
Funny thing is, by the end of the episode, cory and topanga are back together, and shaun and angella are back together... Like nothing happened. Maybe thats been the allure of the sitcom all this time. People want to be able to do whatever they want and in the end, have everything back to normal. Sadly, life does not work like this.
Im gonna go watch more Boy Meets World...
-Me
Maybe we feel a guidance
Maybe your own devices
Will keep you afraid and cold
-Me
Light blue like the Sky with slightly yellow corners. Tints of pink and small amounts of violet.... In case you were wondering.
-Me
Why is my life just a series of unobtainable crushes? Why do girls screw around with sleazy guys and the good guys are left alone to be the 'guy diary'?!?
In the words of George Costanza, 'Life is killing me. Its making me more synical, jerry! More Jaded!!'
Except if you know me, you know I really cant get synical or jaded... Maybe jaded. A little bit.
But alas, my life is at a monday. Monday is the itch on your back you cant get rid of. Im gonna buy a harmonica so I can accurately play 'The blues...' for mondays.
Dear God, I need extra help today... ...Please?...Hello?....
-Me
Ive been thinking alot lately on perception. In fact ive been really caught up on it to the point of losing sleep. Heres the scenario; Ill use one from my own life.
Im at fusion. Were playing this game where someone says favorite something and everyone has to find that little group where they fit in. Favorite fruit was called, I was running around frantically calling 'apple' amongst the grapes, cantaloup, and yes, even pears. But alas I found the other apple people. Next one; Favorite crayon colour. Mine has always been white. I always felt bad for it being the only un-usable crayon so I would happily use it as a child whenever possible much to the dismay of everyone around me...
There I am walking around, wading through Dark blues and Burnt Siennas and finaly a lonely person catches my eye. White? White!! We proceed to stand next to eachother and smile. We exchange names non-chalantly. I forget the name, and the game moves on...
What just happened?
What little in-take my brain recieves tells me about her is her appearance, and the fact that she likes the white crayon the best. I know for a fact that there is so much more to her. A whole 19 years at least of stories and things going on but all I found out is white crayon. I just..
Well. Isnt it funny how our minds work?
So I classify her in my mind with a little 'nickname' of sorts. White Crayon Girl; and life moves on...
It makes me think of things like, what if me and someone I like had met under different circumstances? Now, she doesnt seem to reciprocate the feelings back, but. What if? What if we met up at a chance bump in at a coffee shop? She drops something, I pick it up, our eyes meet, etc etc. The entire outcome would have been completely different! Maybe we could have been together? Who knows.
Are first impressions(hence refered to as FI) really that important? You have no idea how much I would like to answer 'No' to that question, but I cant help but feel a certain weight to them. I would like to say, 'The important part that really counts is getting to know someone and seeing what they are all about, not FIs'. Maybe thats it. I try to be that way and to the best of my ability, thats how I am. I dont really place alot of stock in FI because I understand how it is to be socially awkward at completely random times. How many people who Ive met didnt see anything in the FI and stayed out of my life?
It makes me recall the story of meeting Dan. We meet through our parents. His family visiting our church, and my Dad always forced me to be friends with all the new kids. I dont remember it too well, but im pretty sure we just said hi and walked away. We had so much in common even then, but we didnt know it. Circumstances were against us.
How about it reader? What is your take on the 'First Impression'?
Well then, I think I can get some sleep now after writting it down at 2:30 am. peaceout
-Me
Sir-r-r-r-rrrr! Ya Bref sta-a-a-a-aaaank!!
-KJ52
I know this could easily be a FB status update thingy but um... Naaahhh...
-Me
If your just joining me from Facebook, Hi =) I just added the website link to my page. I dont know if it broadcasted it or not so... Welcome to my humble abode. (Now back to our regular programming)
Im being attacked by volatile chemicals!! Well, we cleaned my AC unit with '''the works'''(triple quote intentional) and now my room is a gas chamber. Luckily, I have laptop so I can watch smallville and blog!
Its pretty cool. I got my KORG padKontrol up and running with some kewl beats thanks to TPB. Drum 'n' Bass heaven up in my headphones. Much fun =)
Have you ever tried to put a smilie face in parenthesis? (Like this =)). See it doesnt look right.
Anyway, I realized yesterday and partially today, that I suck at txting. I cannot seem to convey what I want to say correctly because I put alot of emphasis in the way I say things. So. TxtFail.
I will leave you with some face-smacking, momma-slappin, speaker-blowing, browser-busting, Ridin-a-horse-backwrds, tickets-are-now-diamonds, Drum 'n' Bass goodness. mmmmmm. Heres your chance to crank your stereo and see how the other half live ;) (Headphones recommended)
Thats what im talkin about
-Me
So Blah blah blahblahblah blah and blah blah and blah with blahblahblah happened to blah. It was all blah. And then blahblahblahblahblahblahblah. Where blah met blah and blahblahblah. Which was fine until blahblahblah and blahblahblah with blahblah behind blahblahblahs back. So blahblahblah decided to blahblah to the cops blahblahblahblah etc...blahblah. Now life is blahblahblah because blahblahblah and blahblahblah did blahblahblah to blahblahblahs hairdresser.
blahblahblah
Is life ever like this to anyone else? Feels like it to me...
blah
-Me
(P.S. How is today Orange??? No. Way.)...(Sorry Heather, Not even remotely)
I've hidden a note,
it's pressed between pages that you've marked to find your way back.
It says, "Does he ever get the girl?"
the chapters unfinished,
Does he ever get the girl?
-Me