February 2012
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Gary Numan - Dead son rising.
Im a couple months late on this one, but wow.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14X7rQnS4XY&feature=player_embedded
January 2012
1 post
December 2011
4 posts
I
have no more excuses, i tell the truth, do everything i can, but it seems even that is not good enough.
i dont know what is anymore, the last month has been stress stress and more stress, building pressure.
everything i say falls upon deaf ears, evrything ive done has gone unnoticed.
i know im not the victim, never tried to make myself out to be, never ment for any of this, never ment for the...
November 2011
13 posts
the blog of...: SERVICES 8M (ARSE-END OF NOWHERE) →
sgbenson:
Avoiding everything said by Mr. Gilbert purely because it is correct; service stations are one of the strangest places you can be. For a start, how anybody knows what station they are at, or where they are, is a mystery to me. Thanks to my parents, I’ve visited nearly every station on God’s own…
Its the minor differences you need to look for, some stations have fantastic...
Anonymous asked: log^b(243)=logb(9.27)=logb(9)+logb(27)=2+3=5. What is "b"?
October 2011
25 posts
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Dub-step lost its edge.
In true hipster fashion i can say i’ve listened to it for years, Before it was cool.
Im running away from it, heading to another Sub-genre until it gets rumbled.
Dark-step.
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Happy Tuesday
No idea what to do.
besides small housework things. at least its my last day of sitting around the flat with no one here doing nothing.
New job starts tomorrow, HI-HO.
Dead as dead can be My doctor tells me But I just can’t believe him Ever the optimistic one I’m sure of your ability To become my perfect enemy Wake up and face me Don’t play dead ‘cause maybe Someday I will walk away and say You disappoint me Maybe you’re better off this way Leaning over you here Cold and catatonic I catch a brief reflection Of what you could and...
Tool - Lateralus
Black then white are all I see in my infancy. red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me. lets me see. As below, so above and beyond, I imagine drawn beyond the lines of reason. Push the envelope. Watch it bend. Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the...
Some tracks could be worth a listen. →
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