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[21 Apr 2006|11:08am] |
The world forgets abouts you
remember that
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[01 Apr 2006|05:01pm] |
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Well, I've spent the past two days with Emma, shopping in Camden, eating at Miso (which ironically has no Miso soup on the menu) but there udon dishes, green tea, and a special on pad thai which eventually a night's leftovers (why such big portions of the stuff?) and seeing Issy again. Since my Dad's house underwent heavy renovation, Hemmel is now, without a doubt, my second home.
On a musical note, The band I was in, OpenwaR, does not seem to be progressing anymore due to complications (and the fact some of them really are too one-track minded to be musically creative). I've moved on and I am having a better time writing 10 minute pieces with college friend Ashley. We'e calling it Otaku-Metal where the concepts are based on asian myths and mediums, vastly switching between acoustic and electric.
We are following our hearts, not any kind of convention.
Coursework is still good- all the previous units are handed in, now comes the hard stuff- the practical work which intails filming. But right now I'm relaxing (if i can remember how do that with so much work going on before!!!)
And of course the uni application... The application for student loans is underway
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[28 Mar 2006|02:28pm] |
I never felt like I should be here, but I've come back after several bouts with people. Yes, just generally people. That means staying quiet and insecure and then waiting to get drunk and shove people about and vent out my true anger.
Further and further now it seems I'm not afraid (to call you a cunt!)
How you ever backed into a corner where your speachless? The ability to generate conversation has become incredable taxing to what to say next. Eventually it builds up into hatred. But it is not self hatred, it is detest for other peoople.
And now I know I can call you a cunt!
On a brighter note the Screenwriting for film and Tv course at Bournemouth Uni has accepted me with a possibility of a scholership/matienence grant!
Now that sounds like a plan!
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[29 Jan 2006|02:37am] |
I guess we all need to let off steam here, so now its my turn.
My Dad and his partner Mandy had some stupid argument and Mandy (being as over-reactive as she is) over-reacted and it turned into a stupid but massive argument between her and my Dad. This triggered memories of my Dad arguing with my Mom and how it used to make her cry. And now really I came very close to shouting out how much of a farce their relationship is. Plus the fact they're both over 50 and very very childish. People like my younger brother who just turned 16 have to reassure them that their relationship wont fail and that the stress of rebuilding their house has got to them.
I honesty don't belong here, especially when most of what I say is never taken seriously (even in the simplest of discussion).
I guess its just as well I don't live with my Dad. We all make mistakes, some are just never as forgiving!
He is stupid, but Mandy is worse, and this is what I truly feel!
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[28 Jan 2006|05:04pm] |
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Haha! I have installed Broadband on my dad's computer so now I can terrorize more people on weekends at his place!
At the moment I'm busying myself with university application tasks. One of those tasks is writing a screenplay within a certain duration (15 pages). That was sent from Bournemouth in repling to my application to their writing for TV and Film course. Yes, my screenwirting is alot better than my Livejournal entries.
I am also casting actors and crew for my final film project at college which I wont mention just yet. All I'll say is I'm more focusing on directing behind the camera to bring out a life-like atmosphere in even the most darkest places.
Remember this, the deeper you are in a ditch, the harder it is to pull yourself out of it.
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[24 Jan 2006|10:22am] |
If my words are your entertainment, does that make you a critic or just another hypocrite?
That question alone drives me not to be here- i'm not here to be looked at or frowned upon because places like these are a tool for showing personality but also at times it can become a popularity contest to see how many groups and friends we have in our lists to fuel our egos or to make us feel better.
Tell yourself you hadn't at least once considered that?
I did
And now you tell me what that has done?
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| En tu Brute? |
[11 Dec 2005|01:16am] |
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A tyrant among men is like a wolf in sheepskin: a blending method to lower evil to a social level only to rise up and consume all around it.
In human form, it becomes a governing body that regulates the statistics of the weaker man by passing judgement and harassment in the form of an official document.
The higher power is a farce. If nothing is crueller than the mind of a child, why the hell is that person sitting in front of your organisation's admin desk? Why is that person the leader of hollow promise and a false hope?
For the ones that take charge, they must do so with responsibility...
Otherwise "thy fall Caesar!"
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| Do you bite your thumb at me? |
[03 Dec 2005|07:42pm] |
A cry from the depths of decay are the souls of the victims of a domestic dismay, two sides of the same family see a blood red vendetta as they claw their way to perfect their image and their portrayal.
Not a word spoken as the two fight for respect, whilst their future is put on trial! The presure on the children becomes the weakness that shows a foundation built on abuse and solid hatred!
The anger waves through the blackened thoughts of the parents that call this injustice. The offspring remain lost in this storm of aggression, the only way out is through love and death. The mark will be set, and the pain will be gone
....for there will be a plague on both their houses!
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| Another Bloody Sunday, as well as exausting! |
[30 Nov 2005|10:14am] |
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First I will structure what happened Sunday as this:
Early Morning Practice 9:am - 2pm
Another Practice (process 2pm - 5pm)
Playing a late night gig (process 5pm - very late!!)
(keep in mind I had to play Bass very fast on EVERY Occasion!)
9am: My body wakes itself to realise I need to be at Ruislip Station to meet Ian (Final Ruin Guitarist) to get a rehearsal at Mill Hill. In this time I have myself a shower but no breakfast (eeep :S) and rushed to Ruislip through much cold
10am After arriving to the station, I waited either expecting to find Ian or a bus. What I found was Ian but missed the bus. However company was provided throughout the next bus as a stranger calling himself Richard identified us as being friends with another band The Silent Takeover (which is true) and had previously worked next to my mate Ed. This just proves its a small world after all.
11:30am after many failed attempts to sleep on the bus, we had arrived at Mill Hill for the only practice we could book (which is good considering its on the same day as their gig and that song changes would stay fresh in our minds). This would entitle me to my breakfast- a Speedy Sanchez Pot Noodle!!!!
After receiving a call from my Vocalist in open war Alex that the practice would start at 2pm I had to rush out the current practice. This plan was delayed for the fact I only had notes and bus drivers are exceptionally picky about the currency they receive. I also forgot my hat at the practice, so leaving early was a plan made in vein.
After another long bus ride and jogging through Uxbridge with a big Bass guitar case on my back, I would eventually make the Open War practice at 3:30pm. Sweat and exhaustion are all I felt but still played really technical and fast riffage!
5:00pm I set off to return to harrow where the Trinity bar is located (and the whereabouts of the gig I’m playing). Hunger had then invaded me at that point. I retaliated with a selected fillet meal at KFC accompanied by a mini fillet! My only chance to eat it was on the train.
6:00pm I arrive at the Trinity only to miss the sound check. But I was assured the stage sounded good. With that in mind, my aim was to loosen myself before our set. Considering everything at the bar was only £2 from 6-9pm out came the money and in went the Jack Daniels and coke followed by the Strongbow pint.
7:00pm I tolerated the small sets of two very good bands and one crap band that should not have been on the bill (I’m not stating who because they might start weeping again)- from this point I tried to sleep through some of it but didn’t work all that well.
Around 8:30pm we finally set stuff up on the stage, after hours of practicing in a single day (plus other occasions where I practiced myself) led up to this event. I just played what I knew and combined it with some furious head banging. It was actually great to she many people looking our way and really enjoying what they hear. It got better during breakdown- that’s the point where people start to pit furiously. That was also my opportunity to do the same thing and get in the pit whilst playing the bass at the same time. I felt sorry for Ian because people kept knocking into him. Considering the stage is level with the rest of the floor it left a lot of room for accidents to happen. And sure enough by the end of the night people walked away bloody. Always keep your guard up when in the pit!
It was a truly awesome experience and would easily do it again for the sake of enjoyment, not just out of a favour! But sure enough I was out of it by the end of the night.
The morning after was tough. I was tense and didn’t want to move all that much. I guess this is what happens when you have to much fun one day and then you suffer the next day, as if to say your paying for all of it!
Tough call for a good day!
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| The Haunted, Sunday's Gig |
[24 Nov 2005|01:58pm] |
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I saw God Forbid and The Haunted at the Mean fiddler last night and it was truely awesome. It was modern metal at its best AND without the presence of any scene kids (LOL) Just lots of HAIR!!!!!!!
For once it was a gig both ED and myself could enjoy. Instead of pitting I preferred to enjoy it the old-skool way and made my way to the front for the Haunted's set. It's fun staring back into the eyes of the derranged singers' face! Especially when its a guy who writes the lyric "I have an urge to feast upon the weak- you're mine every godamn time!" This would then be followed mine and Ed's relentless headbanging!
Also I forgot to mention this before- I played my first gig with Final Ruin on sunday- despite the fact it was a crappy place- there were enough people there (at around 50) but I only really consider it a warm up for the Trinity next sunday. And it was a great experience and will continue to follow it (more people want to see where the hair goes and when i'll start to pit with the bass! LOL)
Its good to be happy at what you enjoy alot!
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[21 Nov 2005|03:44pm] |
The freedom of speach and mind are torn apart by opinions the of others.
But these opinions are actually insults.
And these insults can be the legal weapon that drives a single person to fail on his/her own terms. It is a silent weapon.
There can be people who are high of themselves where their egos serve them too well but their personality can't help but communicate in a socialised communion.
And then there are the people who take pleasure in harming others. The pleasure of disrupting someone's personal cause for their own pleasure. That pleasure can be a fettish, and that fettish makes a person a true asshole.
Remember, opnions are like assholes, everyone's got one, but not everyone chooses to be one!
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| ...and so it begins |
[14 Nov 2005|12:00pm] |
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I can officially say that my bass playing career starts now as I've created a network of being a member of Hardcore/Death Metal players Open War (In which I will negotiate to take the responsibilty to manage the myspace page) and also submtting basslines for experimental-core bishies Kill the Curse. I have also volunteered my bass playing for Final Ruin's next few gigs and will continue to do so until a full time member is found So anyone in the harrow district (or anyone who wants an insane show) come to the trinity bar on the 27th. Flyers should be on the final ruin page or at www.finalruin.com
Though Bass is really still a hobby for me and has been for four years, I've always taken it seriously and I am happy to announce that the coming gigs will be my first performing experience. (So therefore my performance cherry will be popped and plundered!)
Wish me luck, and expect to hear some insane stories from the pit!
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[07 Nov 2005|06:28pm] |
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Small update, there are pics of Pyr0man1ak, TheSofaOfDeath and myself going around, they are amusing I must say!
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/horsemeat/19.jpg (here's a taster)
I'm playing bass temporarily for Final Ruin because those poor sods couldn't find a guitarist (so they moved The Ian of Doom on guitar. Right now they are looking for a full time member, or at least someone who isn't already involved in something ( I would but Open war asked first! LOL) Their next gig is on the 27th of this month in Harrow. Many upon many of times have I seen bands there but never performed there. Should be very very sweet! ^_^
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[12 Oct 2005|11:13am] |
you may think were in a society where its everyone for himself.
Then your start to wonder who real friends are.
Its the ones who support others during these times of everyman for himself
Forget who get whos pussy, which slut slept with who. If its all against all you might as well bury me a shallow grave so your damn dogs can dig me out when there is a true sense of respect.
Otherwise i'll just keep supressing myself for that one true thing I aim for
smoking weed for the love I shouldn't have
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[09 Oct 2005|02:02pm] |
The last entry was intense, i'll admit, and i'll also admit to being punched in the eye by one of those kind. Well I guess I had it coming seeing as how I was seeing As I Lay Dying with Heavan Shall Burn and thats a time where evrything was intense.
If there weren't enough fat kids thinking their tough with their slags with fringes and a shit load of makeup, less fights would have broke out- and I'm not joking on that one. But otherwise...it was fun.
I'll be doing a proper review on the hell on earth tour quite soon and submit it to raw promotions
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[07 Oct 2005|08:49am] |
I have a message to all those whiny contemporaries who say that life is hard when their really just bored
fuck your scene- and your lives! And go kill yourselves if you mean it! Otherwise just get off your wall and walk away from the dope.
Fuck you all!
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[28 Sep 2005|12:37am] |
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I wacthed Final Fantasy 7: Advent children
it was the most amazing 2 hours I have even seen made on screen!
nuff said!
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