Dream Island Laughing Language by Lucky Dragons. I was lucky enough to see this band a couple of months back with Barr, it was like an acid trip. They managed to lull everyone into this weird state and helped initiate a hand holding circle, and the weird thing is you didn't even feel remotely awkward about it. Hippies of the world unite. I love this new record, you should too.
Above is myself (left hand side) sitting down holding hands with people I do not know. By the power of Jah...
This blog is going to be fairly boring at present due to the fact I'm at home and there's no real activity here, so I guess I'll just run with what I've got at the moment. I'll be buying a crappy disposable camera soon so I can post some things up here. That will hopefully become a more regular thing too. Tonight is thursday which means the only good night in Canterbury, so I'm pretty much on that one.
Seeing as I haven't got anything to say as such I'm going to telly ou the mouse story.
Basically, when I first moved into my flat in London we suspected that we had a mouse in the kitchen, we used to hear scratching from within the cabinets and stuff but we never actually found it. At night though you could hear it running around the kitchen and because the lights were on the other side you had to run the risk of stepping on it, it was fucking terrifying trying to get water or use the toilet.
Anyway after a while the scratching stopped and we thought it must of jibbed us for a better place with more food or floors, so we completely forgot about it. Life got a bit calmer. But one night I was laying in bed reading a book when I hear this scratching under my bed, and I completely ruined my sheets, so terrified. After a while of screaming like a little bitch I maintained composure, and decided to pull out my bed, as I did he darted across the other side of the room. Once again I screamed, but after a while of this happen I got used to it and I just got fucking angry. I was ready to end it, so I put my shoes on and grabbed a broom. So there I was, standing in the middle of my room in my boxers, some shoes brandishing a broom. After about 2 hours of chasing this dickneck all of my furniture was pushed into the middle of my room away from the walls. He jumped into my draws and I was right behind him, I was ready to make him meet his maker. I opened it and with a war cry I bludgeoned it about 20 times, whilst screaming. After this he was definitely dead, so i picked it up with a bag and threw it out my window, we haven't had any mice since.
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I'm currently getting royally fucked over by the flu or something like everyone else in the world, but I'm ignoring it because it's a piece of shit and I'm better than that.
I also just listened to The Deep Blue again for the first time in a while. I've seen them a few times now and it is nothing short of epic, one time was in the middle of a field in the pouring rain in the middle of nowhere.
I'm not sure what they are doing at the moment, but they just did a tour in sweden, so I'd imagine they will be doing stuff around the UK soon. You can get Antarctic Abyss from their myspace page. Bless.
Hippies Shitty english metal Getting drunk and spending money on my card Shitty english hardcore Boring people Perfume adverts That fucking Asda christmas advert My inability to budget My inability to not put other people before me People who don't like Slayer People who act serious in clubs Terry the cat The fact I just spent so much money on other people Sam Swift Loud eaters Loud breathers SNORING People who sing absolutely fucking EVERYTHING they hear Pessimism People who don't do fucking anything and just sit around in their house. Humans. Myself.
My love of every girl ever continues...
Last night was ridiculous, involved an intimidating drum & bass night, a crackhouse, a harmonica and someone harboring the knowledge of a new genre of music he made up, but he wouldn't tell us what it was in case we stole it. Got my christmas shopping out the way for the first time ever, so yeah...
I don't understand Enya, at all.
Tuesday 16 December 2008
I woke up today thinking it was about 7 in the morning and I was pissed off, but then I looked at my phone and it was 12.30, so I couldn't really go back to sleep, even more pissed off.
Monday 15 December 2008
So today we recorded and it was pretty cool, turned out I was playing with my bass tuned down a whole step for a while though, its sounded mad dark though. Also my fingers have blisters and cuts, I shred clearly. But yeah, all songs re recorded including new one, the split tape will be bananas.
I'm on a train at present with a bunch of city worker fuckheads who I hate. They talk really loud, don't move out of your way, smell like shitty aftershave and are just fucking germs. I hope they all get home really safe so their rent boys can give them a nice reach around. I listened to Infest pretty much the whole way and just imagined them all hanging from the rails by their ties.
So now I'm back home and I'm basically being looked after again, it's sick. It doesn't smell like absolute doom either which is a plus. I'm pretty bummed I didn't get to say goodbye to people properly in some cases, but I kind of left very spur of the moment. Roll on the new year.
The best thing I've heard in a long time is that Beirut are playing ATP in May, like, I can't even grasp how amazing this is. 2009 is making 2008 look like an absolute pussy already.
I'm in a bit of a weird place about a few things at the moment, but I'm not making this a shitty little sob story blog so whatever. Look at how good this is instead.
So today is the first time I've been back in the flat this weekend, it's smells like shit because of the cat (who I now officially despise) and there is no food, nothing to do and its not too cool. I, and I think everyone else had a real good time last night for Ben's birthday, highlight for me being ripping the arm off an inflatable santa and wearing it as my own. I think there was some sort of drama, but I can't remember what or why, so it goes...
Sex Dungeon are re-recording tomorrow this time including bass (myself), and we have a new song that we'll be recording too, it's good. All the recordings we do will be on a split tape with No Dice which will be done and out by the end of January I reckon, pretty great. All I want to do at the moment is play more shows, anywhere.
Right now I'm listening to the whole of Sleep's Dopesmoker, epic. I really cannot wait until ATP, I am ready to expand my mind.
Home soon, hopefully it'll be good/bearable.
I got bored and drew these...
This is also kind of cool, I've watched it about 30 times today.
I keep coming back to add tot his because I cant sleep and it's fucking cold and I can't help but think about stuff thats really good. So this completely blew my mind. The Berrics site is actually supremely sick and you should look at it, go into Recruits and watch Mo Furby's section, very good. But this...
Saturday 13 December 2008
Yeah I've got one too, gay. Basically last night I lost my oyster card and university card, I don't know how to replace the uni card. I don't remember too much apart from letting off a fire extinguisher.
