Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, 6 October 2011

EMPIRE

THIS IN A WEIRD WAY
 
IS AN EMPIRE

 
LET US FIGHT TOGETHER

 
A T T A C K !

 
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT

 
FIGHT LIKE DOGS. BLAP.


*SHUDDER*
 
FIRE IN MY HEART

 
COUNT ME OUT.



Right, I am going to get back on track and blog some more when I have time I'll attempt to sit my self down and empty my brain on to a plate and then sift through it, getting all the interesting stuff out and post it up here.
IT WILL TAKE TIME.
Let me explain. 
There is a lot of information clattering around the inner workings of my head and it will take long time to find anything interest amongst it. You see, simple.


Today I bought the new Feist album, Metals, today. I am yet to have a listen but I'm sure it'll be excellent, but what I have bought recently that I think I should bring to your attention.


It is FABRICLIVE.59 - Four Tet
(This is a beautiful album, I love love love it.) 
dubstep/experimental/minimal/electronic


Here is a track from the above:






Enjoy. Peace out. 

Thursday, 4 August 2011

MOAVE

MOAVE


i was never!
          wait
yes, i was!
          wait
who are you?
          huh?
we are beans!
          do you mean baked?
no, i mean human!
          human?
yeep, human beans!
          stop.
stop what?
          stop with the exclamations!
you've started now!
          i blame you.
i didn't realise this was a blame game!
          well, it is.
shall we end it now?
          okay! no...


This was a conversation I had in my head been the different sides of my brain. 
I know it has been a few weeks, but I've been doing life and life can be and is sometimes rather busy, so I've been far away yet so close. MAGIC.


Anyway, I've been buying the Radiohead 'The King of Limbs' 12'' remixes which are being released at present, I believe I posted the Caribou remix of Little By Little just around HERE. 


I have for you another of these beautiful tracks, this is a Nathan Fake rmx.



I am loving these remixes, and there are plenty more on Hype Machine and other places around the web I am sure.

Here are a few photos to finish this blog off.

This was a cracked window at the pub and I thought perhaps it would look like a cracked lens if I took a photo of it.

Well, I don't really know what this is but I just like the blue/green sky.

The Severn Bridge, the new one, in all its glory. nice in black and white as well. I like this.
Escalators are fun. Don't get shoe laces stuck. BIG step at the end. Lazy Stairs.

So. That's all for now.

Peace.

Saturday, 16 July 2011

ZING ZANG

bleep.
Yo.
It's the weekend. 
Saturday night. 11pm or so.
Just had a Fifa '11 sesh, and now just telling the world.
I say the world, it's more just my world, which is significantly smaller than the actually world in which we live.
My computer had a funny five minutes earlier, it kept scrolling down. 
FIXED IT NOW. All is well.
This week has been busy, I believe Tuesday was my only night that I had nothing on, and tonight of course. Saying that, it has been a rather nice week. Thursday was my day off.

I am pretty tired so I'm thinking I'll just leave you with something I scribbled down the other night, I'm not 100% sure what I think of it, but I'll share it anyway.

Here goes, don't laugh, and shhhh.

this is a life
i don't have one
can you see that?
if you can't, relax

flip over and over
channels; waste of space
nothing on tv
i wish it was broke

that jolly box
everyone wants it
still nothing on
we can't go without

take it to our graves
wasted lives, reject soaps
we love and hate
should we go through it

it all will end
power cuts, no coal
hamster powered tv
probable hamster death

So, yeah, it's sort of about how TV is in our lives yet we don't need it and it is a waste of space but yet we can't not have one. 
Do we really want TV or is it just something 'EVERYONE' has?
I don't know.

I'll probably put some other stuff I've written up here in due course, but this is all for now.

Here is a song for you.


enjoy this.
play safe kids.
peace out.