Tuesday, 5 May 2009
psychic hearts
growing up in a stupid town
your mother was a mixed up chick
and your father he just fucked around
a little too much for his own good
I'd kill the bastard if I could
I'd kill all the boys with their fucked up noise
and all the bullshit they seem to enjoy
the kids at school
called you slut
nothing but
and what the fuck are they into
the stupid fools
losers assholes suck all the luck
out of the world the world for you
if I can get it back to you I will
and kick their asses all over town
all over town I'll turn it over
and I don't even know you that well
what the hell summer spell
what's it like
going out
and no one knows what you're about
abused and used and cut in two
by hollow man with nothing to do
laugh all the time try to get high
and try to hide behind the lie
they fucked your head up
that's for sure
your heart is ripped now wrapped in fur
but you know that sex is pretty insane
and magic seems to kill the pain
and the things that go on inside your brain
makes you seem to think that you're to blame
don't think about it
throw it out
love 'em all and say it loud
fight the scumbags that slap you around
scream your crazy lost and found
we don't have to tell you what is right
we have all the faith that it was not right
sadness is and sadness was
and sadness will always be because
comfort comes around from the strangest of men
I got no time for sad songs baby
don't need you to say I'm crazy
stick your tongue and you look at me
and I will bite it off you see
push you down onto your knees
do you laugh away the flees
you're not the only one in town
but you're the only one that's got me down
psychic hearts go out to you
a psychic heart go round to you
my prayer to you
is that you do all the things you set out to do
and live your life the way you love
but will you remember one thing for me
I will always love you
I will always love you
Tuesday, 31 March 2009
do you have fear of music?
why do people claim things to be over or under rated? does it actually have to do with the music? when music press + journalists love to wank all over someones records, does that make this album a bad album.. only because its 'hype' on musical press?
if the music is good enough and makes you feel something, its worth its price as art, and it doesnt matter how boring, cliched, over rated it is for others.
what i guess i mean, is, i know this person who listens to Jandek and Merzbow as much as he listens to Nirvana and the Sex Pistols... and he doesn't have a problem with that, because he knows what he does like and what he does enjoy. (me hah)
love x
Sunday, 15 March 2009
stupid band pic up in the roof
from left to right:
left: syncopated beat fan drummer
center: guitar + mouth
right: redhaired useless bass player (me)
recording session
my friend (guitar) + me (bass)
me wtf
i am recording the damn BASS
i am recording the damn bass 2Friday, 23 January 2009
news
i've been writing stuff in violin, piano, keyboards, electric and acoustic guitars, bass, and music software. and there are a lot of different styles, so i might just release a series of EP's and see if it works out that way.
about the paintings... its a collection of 10 drawings... stuff i've been working on through the last years that include: businessman turning into trees, businessman with his head exploding, black-plague doctors leading a row of children into a pit, some local buildings being washed away by gigantic waves, drawings of victorian ghosts and demons in general, and more fucked up bullshit.
i could keep writing and writing about how things are shaping up but that'd be a waste of time and netspace. and it'd probably kill the magic of my upcoming releases as well.
keep in touch.
Wednesday, 7 January 2009
Wednesday, 31 December 2008
karma

wipers - is this real?

the vaselines - the way of the vaselines

modeselektor - hello mom!
Tuesday, 2 December 2008
on my own
we've just recorded our single.. it's a 21 track rock song... it sounds good as far as i can tell, it needs some production and mixing... i'm really looking forward stuff like this
on the other hand, i'm saving enough money to go somewhere for a while.. i don't really feel i need anything right now except for this urge for disappearing from the face of this planet. i dont mind living in a boat and or become a gravedigger as long as i can find myself at least for a day.
on the other hand (the 3rd?) i wish my mate would give me my Nirvana Reading 92 dvd back
sleepy xxx
mmm

Manic Street Preachers - Gold Against The Soul
Listen to: Yourself

The Wipers - Youth of America
Listen to: When it's Over

Radiohead - My Iron Lung EP
Listen to: Permanent Daylight
Sunday, 2 November 2008
a proper post you say
i've been wondering and pondering about my future a lot in the past days. and the truth it's that i'm not really that shure about anything, but as the time goes by, im getting prepared for uni next year (Fine Art) and for my impending jump into the fame cheap rock magazine podium world because me and my band are becoming cliched boring rockstars soon. if we haven't already.
Last months with the band (which we are thinking of calling Lupus, as the auto-inmune disease, to fit our self-destructive behaviour pattern) have been both extremely harsh soap-opera drama and rather fun and exciting. a couple of self appointed night owls showed up at our gigs and we've been writing and rehearsing a lot. but we need aLot more.
whatever. - ive been going out a lot lately. i think this is somehow to balance my lack of friends/parties at my 14's when i was a REAL constructive-dontgiveafuck-punkrock-independent-loner, and not the self destructive drunk pot-addict rooftop jumper boring bipolar-need my dose of lithium hyperactive, writing-blocked ''artist'', one whole year without girlfriend wanker, piece of shit i am at the moment.
at least i know more music by now.
...let me tell you more about this last bit.
i discovered a few new -rather old- albums recently, and i re-discovered some others i had in my hard drive/bookshelf/inside my pants. =
- Flipper - Generic
- The Wipers - Youth of America
- Black Flag - Damaged
- At the Drive-In - In/Casino/Out
- PJ Harvey - Dry
- Yo La Tengo - May I Sing With Me
- Husker Dü - Zen Arcade
- Bowie - The Man Who Sold The World
- Slowdive - Pygmaliom
- Blonde Redhead - 23
- Dave Gahan - Hourglass
- Dinosaud Jr - Green Mind + You're Living All Over Me
- Patti Smith - Radio Ethiopia
- Parts & Labor - Mapmaker
- The Beatles - The Beatles (Commercially known as The White Album)
- Pixies - Discography
- Pavement - Discography
- Shellac - At Action Park
- The Stooges - Funhouse
- Low - I Could Live In Hope
- Manic Street Preachers - The Holy Bible
- Television - Marquee Moon
- The Velvet Underground - White Light / White Heat
- Slint - Spiderland
yeah its shaping up better than the Portishead, Radiohead, Sonic Youth, Mansun, Joy Division, The Smiths, bitch ive been last month.
hurrah!
to not go astray, and keep you entertained heres a what i like section
i like friends, i like people, i like girls, i like going out, i like getting drunk, i like MUSIC, music makes me feel alive, i like nature, i like trees, i like being up in the rooftops, i like long senseless walks, getting caught in the rain, practicing with my band, having sex, i like drawing, i like to be myself, i like pot, i like thunderstorms, i like winter, i love swimming, i like lying in my bed shirtless listening to music, i like playing guitar, i like making noise music, i like building my own fuzz distortion pedals even when i cant solder one fuckin circuit. i like coke, i like being wrong and get into trouble, i like to go to bed late, i like different types of music, i like videogames, music software, drum machines, i like wearing creepy weird odd old- fashioned clothes, i love reading and painting, i like the comfort in knowing that my upbringing and class makes me imposible to end up in a big pile of shit, that i may not be becoming a musician or an artist, but if i dont i know that i'll be a judge, high ranking employee or someones boss and will get enough money to make art out of it anyways. and as kurt cobain once said 'i like and i am grateful for the happy-for-the-blue-collar worker whos existence allows artists to not have to work at menial jobs.
i dont like closed minded people. i dont like people who thinks theyre better or superior than others. i dont like lack of sincerity. i dont like all those chains people are bounded to. i dont like religion, but i respect it. i dont like macho-full of sperm-hair rock, i dont like people who hates, i dont like people who prejudice, i dont like people who cant be arsed to listen to a band/song/album you told them are good but still have got the time and the opinion to claim it's shit and that they dont like it. i dont like people who hate gays because theyre all pretty cool. i dont like paedophiles, i dont like murderers, i dont like people who would kill to impose theyre opinions.
im writing 11 songs for a solo proyect mini disc ill be sending to the main radiostations across the country. soon i'll bein the airlines from the green fiels of worcestershire to the dark deep underground caves of hp lovecraft creepy tales. in a top 10 hit songs along with britney spears, paul /the walrus/ mccartney, muse and madonna.
ugh
love
x
Tuesday, 21 October 2008
the end
Old songs, stay until the end
Sad songs, remind me of friends
And the way it is, I could leave it all
And I ask myself, would you care at all?
Friday, 10 October 2008
Kill Time
Stretch me to the point where I stop
Run ten thousand miles and then think of me
I think you know the place we should meet
Don't worry if it's dark and I'm late
Run me out a thin wire
Help me to kill this, love
I'll join you tonight at the bottom of the well
Feel around in the dark until you get the idea
I'm not moving, doesn't mean I can't
Flame on in my head
My best friend sucked his wife's blood
And shriveled up
He was mistaken for sane
We move and groove and cut loose from fear
We should kill time, we'll shut it down
I've got a pipeline straight to the heart of you
Opening in my head
Bright glass on a chain being wound around us
The toiling of idle hands, dripping with guilt
A secret form of punishment, axes thru skulls
Shadow of futility
Endless revolt
The shifting of light and shadows
No one is right
Nothing is solid
Nothing can be held in my hands for long
We should kill time
- Sonic Youth
