This deserves a bump of my near-dead blog:
An alluring teaser for the reshoot of Tron - including silly quotes, two-dimensional characters in a 3D-world (isn't this so MineCraft?), and ALL NEW MUSIC FROM DAFT PUNK!
UPDATE: I have now seen, and, in particular, listened to this video at least 25 times this day. So I decided to change my blog-design to celebrate Tron.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Groan. Moan.
Thought I was gone for good, huh?
I'm down, not out. Lots of surrounding bullshit the last few months. Alot. Don't really feel like blogging about that now.
Music is helpful. Radiohead soothes some of the time. Something fresh and tasty like this also does: Eumig and Chinon remixes Ginger Ninja's Sunshine. Aaah. Tasty funky pop. Pleases my vampire soul.
P.s. Right. So I changed the design of my blog to another standard theme for no particular reason. Not creative, I know. Well. That's just how I roll.
I'm down, not out. Lots of surrounding bullshit the last few months. Alot. Don't really feel like blogging about that now.
Music is helpful. Radiohead soothes some of the time. Something fresh and tasty like this also does: Eumig and Chinon remixes Ginger Ninja's Sunshine. Aaah. Tasty funky pop. Pleases my vampire soul.
P.s. Right. So I changed the design of my blog to another standard theme for no particular reason. Not creative, I know. Well. That's just how I roll.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Digital Love - of the German Kind
I guess it's been too long, since I last pretended to blog and instead just posted some links to vaguely noteworthy music that others pointed me to.
Well... This time I have the opportunity to play two cards at the same time - the nerd card as well as the indie card; thanks to German indie-punk band Bonaparte and their excellently titledfirst album "My Horse Likes You". I find the music strangely enchanting, and the lyrics is hysterical.
Incidentally, my new fad is not shared by my fiancée, Lena. She snortingly refers to the tune as Press Play On Tape-like - not a favorable comparison in her vocabulary. Which, of course, instantly leads me to put this little ditty on:
Well... This time I have the opportunity to play two cards at the same time - the nerd card as well as the indie card; thanks to German indie-punk band Bonaparte and their excellently titled
Incidentally, my new fad is not shared by my fiancée, Lena. She snortingly refers to the tune as Press Play On Tape-like - not a favorable comparison in her vocabulary. Which, of course, instantly leads me to put this little ditty on:
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Covers - Followup 2
The meaningless semi-coordinated prancing around. The helmets with plasticky feathers. The shining waldhorns.
Inducing Silence
I've fled down here. I hear them talking about me. I try to shut out the sound. My mind cannot do it. It doesn't work. I thrust music into my ears. I just want to be left alone. I just want. Silence.
My mind is racing. Adrenaline pumping. Shaking mentally. Am so tired.
How do they do it? How can they not weary from the continuous contact? The inane chatter. The pleasant nothings. The filling space. The. Break. And. Stutter.
Why does it matter?
I pull myself inwards. Cue emotionally tinted retrospective. I'm staring out the window. The trees are black fingery shades against a broken sky. They wave at me.
I was five, the first time I remember experiencing true terror.
We lived in a large cold house in a small town. The garden was as old and unkempt as the house. Dominated by large trees surrounding the house, I recall that we had recently buried my pet rabbit under the old apple tree in the corner of the garden farthest away from the house. It was fall, I think, and dark, darker than here and now. I was sitting at our large wooden dinner table. Drawing, maybe. I was a silent, contemplative child. A branch whipped across the large window to my left. Again. I looked left. I could barely see the trees against the near pitch dark sky. Then it occurred to me that there were no trees within five yards of that window.
White noise.
Lights have been lit around me. Probably as well.
Am still trying to induce silence.
My mind is racing. Adrenaline pumping. Shaking mentally. Am so tired.
How do they do it? How can they not weary from the continuous contact? The inane chatter. The pleasant nothings. The filling space. The. Break. And. Stutter.
Why does it matter?
I pull myself inwards. Cue emotionally tinted retrospective. I'm staring out the window. The trees are black fingery shades against a broken sky. They wave at me.
I was five, the first time I remember experiencing true terror.
We lived in a large cold house in a small town. The garden was as old and unkempt as the house. Dominated by large trees surrounding the house, I recall that we had recently buried my pet rabbit under the old apple tree in the corner of the garden farthest away from the house. It was fall, I think, and dark, darker than here and now. I was sitting at our large wooden dinner table. Drawing, maybe. I was a silent, contemplative child. A branch whipped across the large window to my left. Again. I looked left. I could barely see the trees against the near pitch dark sky. Then it occurred to me that there were no trees within five yards of that window.
White noise.
Lights have been lit around me. Probably as well.
Am still trying to induce silence.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Covers - Followup
Yesterday, I linked to a list of favourite covers by musical connoisseur Le Gammeltoft of Unga Bunga fame.
If you haven't perused through them yourself, let me highlight these two haunting acoustic renditions of soul/pop-hits "Crazy" by Gnarls Barkley and "Hey Ya" by Outkast. I did not know any of these artists before. I most certainly have them on my watch-list now.
By Ray Lamontagne - "Crazy":
And by Mat Weddle from Obadiah Parker - "Hey Ya":
If you haven't perused through them yourself, let me highlight these two haunting acoustic renditions of soul/pop-hits "Crazy" by Gnarls Barkley and "Hey Ya" by Outkast. I did not know any of these artists before. I most certainly have them on my watch-list now.
By Ray Lamontagne - "Crazy":
And by Mat Weddle from Obadiah Parker - "Hey Ya":
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Covers
I just noticed that Le Gammeltoft had posted a list of favourite covers. Mmmmmmh, food for my addiction.
By the way, these days, busily coding, I've got this old little juvel high on my Youtube playlist - Newton Faulkner playing Teardrop by Massive Attack:
By the way, these days, busily coding, I've got this old little juvel high on my Youtube playlist - Newton Faulkner playing Teardrop by Massive Attack:
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