Te doare capul

Mda

2010-06-26T02:56:00.001+03:00

Candva o sa imi construiesc un vis in care voi fi fericit. Un vis in care nimeni nu se cearta, in care nu exista oameni prosti, rai si urati. Da... asta voi face

working towards chaos.

2010-06-19T20:29:00.003+03:00

asta e una din perioadele in care universul vrea sa isi bage organul genital prin toate orificiile pe care le detii. iti faci planul. il pui bine la punct, iti iei marja de eroare, tragi o gura mare de aer in piept si te bagi la munca. stii ca e greu, stii foarte bine ca vei suferi de diverse chestii atunci cand vei duce planul la bun sfarsit, dar te bagi cu avant si cu zambetul pe buze. tu si planul fata in fata, ca in vestul salbatic. il privesti in ochi, infingi bine picioarele in pamant, de parca asta ar ajuta, si te infingi cu sete in el. surprins te uiti in jur ca merge. gasesti ritmul, mai greu dar il gasesti. tragi un zambet si iti spui ca nu e chiar asa greu pe cat credeai. PULA FRAIERE!!! universul apare de nicaieri si te fute in cur. mda. thank you so much mister universe.

no job, no money, no girl. in caz ca ai uitat senzatia de a fi in aer.

The National - Lit Up

2010-02-11T17:19:00.002+02:00

My bodyguard shows her revolver to anyone who asks
And yeah she comes to attention when you come up to me too fast
For a little while you'll be here, the only good part of me
For a little while you'll be here

So lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie Manhattan
Lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie

You wear skirt like a flag
And everything surrounds you, and it doesn't fade
Nothing like this sound I make
That only lasts the season
And only heard by bedroom kids who buy for that reason
Cuz you're the low life of the party, bad blood
Bad blood for everybody
I'm in control and I believe

So lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie Manhattan
Lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie from your bad blood
From your bad blood

Cuz you're the low life of the party, bad blood
Bad blood for everybody
I'm in control and I believe

So lit up, lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie Manhattan
Lit up, lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie

"The National are a Brooklyn-based indie rock band formed in 1999. The band's lyrics are written and sung by Matt Berninger in a distinctive, deep baritone. The rest of the band is composed of two pairs of brothers: Aaron and Bryce Dessner and Scott and Bryan Devendorf. Aaron plays guitar, bass and piano, Bryce plays guitar, Scott plays bass and guitar, and Bryan is the drummer. Padma Newsome, from sister band Clogs, often contributes strings, keyboards, and other arrangements and instrumental flourishes. Influences range from Bruce Springsteen to Joy Division.

When the band was formed in 1999 by a group of Ohio friends, it was called The National (although the domain name of the band's website is americanmary.com because, according to an interview with Better Propaganda, "[i]t's a song off our first record. We never thought of changing the (website) name, although we should have."[1] Several of the members continued to work day jobs throughout the early years, being involved in New York's dot-com boom in the late 1990s."

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Tiger Lillies - Start a Fire

2010-01-20T16:38:00.003+02:00

He sings the first note... the rest is up to you. See the lyrics below.

I like burning houses down, and factories as well. I
like burning anything, it's the truth I tell.
Libraries and museums, both of them have fell, I
like burning things, burning things is swell.

I would like to start it as a fashion trend,
Amongst the young people, then the world might
end. Wouldn't it be fun, to ring the funeral bell,
On our civilization, and watch it burn in Hell.

Start a fire, start a fire, start a fire today.
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it all
away.

Fire! Fire!

In the summer I like to go to the country side,
Where I burn a forest down, I watch it burn with
pride. Isn't nature wonderful, it makes things so
dry, Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn the
country side.

Start a fire, start a fire, start a fire today
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it all
away.

Fire! Fire!

It makes me feel so sad to see young people
dance, They could burn the discotheque down,
they've got every chance. Then they'd get
themselves into the news, Burning things, burning
things can make you famous too.

Start a fire, start a fire, start a fire today
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it all
away.

Fire! Fire!

Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it all
away.

"The Tiger Lillies are a three-piece band, formed in 1989 and based in London. They have toured worldwide and won acclaim with their opera Shockheaded Peter.

Their surreal style has been described as dark, darkly humorous, strangely humorous, Brechtian, and gypsy cabaret. They are also notorious for singing controversial songs involving bestiality, prostitution and blasphemy. In 1999 their work was featured in the film Plunkett & Macleane.

The Tiger Lillies were nominated for a Grammy award for their 2003 album The Gorey End, which was a collaboration of sorts with the writer and illustrator Edward Gorey and the Kronos Quartet.

Their newest show, 7 Deadly Sins, started on 7 April 2008 at the New Players Theatre in London. The show is based on the traditional seven deadly sins in Catholic theology, and an album was due to be released at the same time.

They will appear at St. Ann's Warehouse in Brooklyn, to perform their 20th anniversary show, "Dark and Deviant," which will feature songs from their classic catalog."

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Jill Tracy - Doomsday Serenade

2010-01-14T22:26:00.001+02:00

Lyrics

We'll meet again my dear on doomsday
Pigs will be flying through the sky
On the 12th of never
At a quarter past forever
Stricken with the rapture
We'll watch the world's demise

We'll meet again my dear on doomsday
A hint of Armageddon fills the air
Now that Hell has frozen over
And the sun is brewing colder
We'll be drawing closer
Cuz there's no more time to spare

We'll meet again my dear on doomsday
A shower full of frogs and toads
But as bleak as it may be
Apocalyptic revelry
Hand in hand we'll tiptoe
Through the carcasses and bones

The air's too thin to breathe on doomsday
At last we face the reckoning
And blood will fill the sea
Cobwebs will cover you and me
As flames engulf the remnants
Of this grand catastrophe

It's Doomsday
It's Doomsday

"Jill Tracy is a singer, pianist, writer, composer, and performance artist based in San Francisco.

Known for her dark, evocative, cinematic style, Jill Tracy states that some of her biggest childhood influences were film score composers such as Bernard Herrmann, and classic suspense tales, including Alfred Hitchcock and Fritz Lang films, Ray Bradbury stories, and Rod Serling’s The Twilight Zone. She is listed in San Francisco Magazine’s Top 100 Creative Forces in the Bay Area, has been awarded "Best of the Bay" by San Francisco Bay Guardian, has been nominated for two California Music Awards and SF Weekly Music Awards.

Following her 1996 solo debut CD Quintessentially Unreal, Tracy released Diabolical Streak (1999), her first studio album featuring The Malcontent Orchestra. The song "Evil Night Together" was awarded the SIBL international Grand Prize for songwriting. The album was listed among the "Top 10 Neo-Cabaret albums of all time" in Shift magazine.

"The Fine Art of Poisoning," also from Diabolical Streak, became an animated short film in 2003, a collaboration with Bay Area animator Bill Domonkos. "The Fine Art of Poisoning" has garnered film festival awards internationally, including Best Experimental Film in the 2003 New Orleans Film Festival as well as Best Music Video in both the 2003 Chicago and Seattle International Film Festivals.

Jill Tracy and The Malcontent Orchestra's original score to F.W. Murnau’s 1922 silent vampire classic Nosferatu debuted live at San Francisco’s Foreign Cinema in 1999 and toured Northern California theatres during Halloween season for five consecutive years. This led to the 2002 CD release Into the Land of Phantoms, selections from the Nosferatu score.

Jill Tracy released her fourth album, The Bittersweet Constrain, in 2008 produced by Alex Nahas. This album has a heavier sonic edge with the addition of exotic instruments such as the sarod, harmonium, and Chapman Stick. This first single and video from The Bittersweet Constrain is "Haunted by the Thought of You.""

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Del Amitri - Roll to me

2010-01-07T14:55:00.001+02:00

Lyrics on the video

"Del Amitri is a Scottish pop-rock guitar band, formed in Glasgow, Scotland in 1980. The band grew out of Justin Currie's Jordanhill College School band and came together after teenager Currie placed an advert in the window of a music store asking for people who could play to contact him. The band was formed with the original line-up of Currie (bass and vocals), Iain Harvie (lead guitar), Bryan Tolland (guitar) and Paul Tyagi (drums). Currie and Harvie are the only members of the band to remain present throughout its history – they are also the main songwriters of the group."

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Schandmaul - Willst du

2010-01-05T14:34:00.002+02:00

Lyrics:

German
Willst Du

Komm her und lausche meiner Stimme,
ich habe dir was zu erkl?r`n,
h?rst du das Herz in meiner Brust,
pass auf, ich habe dich gern...

Wei? nicht genau wann es passierte,
ein unbeschreiblicher Moment,
ich sah dich an und in mir r?hrte
sich ein Gef?hl das brennt...

Hielt mich fortan in deiner N?he,
war stehts bei dir wenn Unheil droht,
verscheuchte Schatten und Probleme,
hielt Wacht bis ins Morgenrot.

So ging es ?ber viele Jahre,
in mir der Sturm schon schmerzhaft tobt,
schlie? dich im Traum in meine Arme,
w?hrend ich dir Treue gelob`.

Sieh, du Sch?ne was ich habe,
willst du diesen Ring von mir?
Streif ihn ?ber und dann sage,
`Ja, fortan geh?r ich dir!`

Sieh, du Sch?ne, was ich habe,
willst du diesen Ring von mir?
Streif ihn ?ber und dann sage,
`Ja, fortan geh?r ich dir!`

English
Do you want to

Come here and listen to my voice
I have to explain something to you
Do you hear the heart in my chest
Look out, I like you

Don't know exactly when it happened
An indescribable moment
I looked at you and inside of me stirred
A burning feeling

Remained close to you henceforth
Was always with you when misery was threatened
Scared shadows and problems away
Kept watch until dawn

So it happened over many years
Inside of me the storms was already painfully raging
In a dream I held you in my arms
While I was vowing fidelity to you

See, oh beautiful, what I have
Do you want this ring from me?
Put it on and then say
"Yes, henceforth I go with you"

See, oh beautiful, what I have
Do you want this ring from me?
Put it on and then say
"Yes, henceforth I belong to you"

Schandmaul is a German medieval folk rock band from the vicinity of Munich.

As well as using modern instruments like the bass or e-guitar, the band utilizes instruments typically used in Medieval folk songs, such as the bagpipes, hurdy-gurdy or shawm, to produce their trademark folk rock sound.

The name 'Schandmaul' translates roughly to 'malicious tongue' and refers to their mascot of a grinning skeletal jester.

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The Jam - That's Entertainment

2010-01-04T13:59:00.001+02:00

"a police car and a screaming siren
pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete
a baby wailing and a stray dog howling
the screech of brakes and lamplights blinking

thats entertainment

a smash of glass and the rumble of boots
an electric train and a ripped up phone booth
paint splattered walls and the cry of a tom cat
lights going out and a kick in the balls

thats entertainment

days of speed and slow time mondays
pissing down with rain on a boring wednesday
watching the news and not eating your tea
a freezing cold flat with damp on the walls

thats entertainment

waking up at 6 a.m on a cool warm morning
opening the window and breathing in petrol
an amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard
watching the telly and thinking 'bout your holidays

thats entertainment

waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes
cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume
a hot summers day and sticky black tarmac
feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away

thats entertainment

two lovers kissing at the scream of midnight
two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude
getting a cab and travelling on buses
reading the grafitti about slash seats and fares

thats entertainment"

"The Jam were an English rock band active during the late 1970s and early 1980s. While they shared the "angry young men" outlook and fast tempos of their punk rock contemporaries, The Jam wore neatly tailored suits rather than ripped clothes and incorporated a number of mainstream 1960s rock influences rather than rejecting them, placing The Jam at the forefront of the mod revival movement.

They had eighteen consecutive Top 40 singles in the United Kingdom, from their debut in 1977 to their breakup in 1982, including four number one hits. As of 2007, "That's Entertainment" and "Just Who Is the 5 O'Clock Hero?" remained the best-selling import singles of all time in the UK. They released one live album and six studio albums, the last of which, The Gift, hit number one on the UK album charts. When the group split up, their first 15 singles were re-released and all placed within the top 100.

The band drew upon a variety of stylistic influences over the course of their career, including 1960s beat music, soul, rhythm and blues and psychedelic rock, as well as 1970s punk rock, pop punk and new wave. The trio was known for its melodic pop songs, its distinctly English flavour and its mod image. The band launched the career of Paul Weller, who went on to form The Style Council and later had a successful solo career. Weller wrote and sang most of The Jam’s original compositions, and he played lead guitar, using a Rickenbacker. Bruce Foxton provided backing vocals and prominent basslines, which were the foundation of many of the band’s songs, including the hits "Down in the Tube Station at Midnight", "The Eton Rifles", "Going Underground" and "Town Called Malice"."

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Engineers - How Do You Say Goodbye

2010-01-03T22:24:00.001+02:00

"how do you say goodbye
to an old friend
you don't want to know

how do you wave goodbye
to a new friend
when you don't want to leave

(chorus)

craving times ahead
keeps me hungry every day
with this bitter rush
i can slowly drift ahead
to deal in life instead
keeps me hung by your sole hand
with a single wish
i can slowly drift ahead

why do we trade fine lines
for a real truth
we don't want to know

why did we break our ties
with our old friends
when they don't want to grow

(chorus)

would you dare
would you dare fall flat on your face
get your answer approved
by the state
by the state of friends of that you knew
a friend who went through"

"Engineers are a British shoegaze band, composed of Simon Phipps (vocals/guitars), Mark Peters (vocals/guitars/bass), Dan MacBean (guitars/keyboards), and Andrew Sweeney (drums).[1]

Engineers formed in London in 2003. The band's sound is often described as a mixture of psychedelia, shoegazing and post-rock, though they themselves claim their influences range from The Cocteau Twins to Curtis Mayfield[citation needed]. Sweeney has remarked that "We've always said if more people started taking acid we'd clean up."

They were signed to the Echo record label, and the band recorded and released the Folly EP in September 2004. The EP featured the singles "Come in Out of the Rain" and "Forgiveness" (which the band would re-record for their debut album), as well as a cover of Tim Hardin's "If I Were a Carpenter." Their eponymous debut album followed in March 2005, preceded by the top 50 single "Forgiveness" in February. Later in 2005, they recorded a version of Tim Buckley's "Song to the Siren" for the 2005 tribute album Dream Brother: The Songs of Tim and Jeff Buckley."

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Johnny Mandel (music) and Mike Altman (lyrics) - Suicide is painless

2010-01-02T21:31:00.001+02:00

"Through early morning fog I see
visions of the things to be
the pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see...

[chorus]:

That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.

I try to find a way to make
all our little joys relate
without that ever-present hate
but now I know that it's too late, and...

[Chorus]

The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
so this is all I have to say.

[Chorus]

The only way to win is cheat
And lay it down before I'm beat
and to another give my seat
for that's the only painless feat.

[Chorus]

MASH
The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...

[Chorus]

A brave man once requested me
to answer questions that are key
'is it to be or not to be'
and I replied 'oh why ask me?'

'Cause suicide is painless
it brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.
...and you can do the same thing if you choose."

"Johnny Mandel (November 23, 1925) [1] is a Grammy Award-winning American composer and arranger of popular songs, film music and jazz.

Among the musicians he has worked with are Count Basie (for whom he arranged in the 1950s), Frank Sinatra (for whom he arranged Ring-a-Ding-Ding! (1960), Peggy Lee, Anita O'Day, Barbra Streisand, and Shirley Horn."

"Mike Altman (born 1955) is the son of film director Robert Altman and is best known for writing the lyrics to "Suicide Is Painless", the theme song for his father's 1970 movie, M*A*S*H.

The younger Altman wrote the song at the age of only 14. Speaking on The Tonight Show Starring Johnny Carson in the 1980s, the elder Altman said that Mike made over a million dollars from the song, while he himself was paid only $70,000 for directing the film."

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Hill of Beans - Satan, Lend Me a Dollar

2010-01-01T22:12:00.000+02:00

"Chorus:
Satan, Satan lend me a dollar
Satan, Satan lend me a dollar now!

I have no money to pay my rent
All my money has been spent
I pray to God I get no reply
Satan please hear my cry:

Chorus

All I see is pain and death
And lots of people with bad breath
They say the world has gone to Hell
That would be just as well

Chorus
Accordian breakdown

Bridge:
If you could spare a dime, that would sure
be grand
Won't you come up and lend a helping hand
I sit here with no food upon my shelves
Because all the "good" people want the money for themselves

Chorus

The IRS it really sucks
Uncle Sam took all my bucks
They buy big bombs it makes me mad
You wouldn't be half so bad

Chorus
Bridge
Chorus"

I could not find anything more about these guys

"Hill of Beans Records is an independent record label focusing on new and classically ignored Rock and Roll. It was founded in 2006, and is located in the Greater Los Angeles area, California. Artists include Cockfighter, Garth Murphy and DJ For Hire.

Talk about Hill of Beans Records and its artists has ranged from mentions in magazines like HESO and Tokion, to pitchforkmedia and Steve Jones (musician)'s radio show Jonesy's Jukebox.

The label's DIY approach to music is echoed in their diversity of bands and products offered. Though focusing on releasing E.P.s, Hill of Beans also offers a wide range of products from bands other than music CDs including roasted coffee and multi vitamins."

The source, as usual Wikipedia.

Francis Dunnery - Good Life

2009-12-31T13:03:00.000+02:00

Another day, another song.

The lyrics are on the video

Francis Dunnery (born 25 December 1962), from Egremont[1], Cumberland, England, is an English musician. He was a founding member of the 1980s band It Bites. Although he started on drums, he later became the lead singer and guitarist of the group, and maintained this position until he left in 1990 to pursue a solo career.

Francis Dunnery is the son of Charles and Kathleen Dunnery and the younger brother of the late Barry "Baz" Dunnery - a celebrated Cumbrian rock guitarist who had made a name for himself as a member of heavy rock band Necromandus. (Baz Dunnery was subsequently a member of Ozzy Osbourne's first post-Black Sabbath band (preceding the formation of the Randy Rhoads-led Blizzard of Oz band [2]) and was later in Violinski).

Dunnery has remembered “Baz... was always in bands and there were constantly instruments around me when I was growing up... He was the first musician I ever saw – I think I would have been around seven, there were twelve years between us so I was the pest, always trying to sneak a go on his gear. I remember once he got a Marshall amp, and I was always sneaking into his room and having a go on it, which he hated because he thought I would break it, which I probably would have done. One day he left it on maximum volume, and I crept in and started strumming the guitar. It made the loudest noise I’d ever heard and scared the life out of me.[3]”

Francis and Baz Dunnery remained close until the latter's death in June 2008, with Baz joining his brother on stage several times during Francis' solo career. Francis also credits Baz with coming up with the riff for his song "Riding On The Back".

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Sebadoh - On Fire

2009-12-30T12:42:00.000+02:00

Dupa cum am promis.

My opinion could change today, but I’m responsible anyway
For second or third hand information
That complicates the complication
And I don’t think before I speak
And I don’t know how far my words reach
So wrong nearly every time, that I’m sorry I speak my mind
If what I said was unkind
Now it feels like I’m on fire
It’s burning the world through
But don’t hold it against me, ‘cuz I know you’re lying, too
Is there any need for apology? There’s no reason to believe me
Judgments born in my jealous mind, creeping inside outside
Connections I’ve made never follow through
And sooner or later disappoint you
Or cross you twice when your back is turned, that’s how I’ve learned
That someone has got to be burned
Now it feels like I’m on fire, these words are not the truth
But don’t hold it against me, ‘cuz I know you’re lying, too
Feels like I’m on fire, it’s burning the world through
Don’t let me fall without someone to hold on to
Someone to hold to, someone to hold on to

Sebadoh is an American indie rock band formed in 1986 in Westfield, Massachusetts by Eric Gaffney and Dinosaur Jr bass player Lou Barlow. Along with such bands as Pavement and Guided by Voices, Sebadoh helped pioneer lo-fi music, a style of indie rock characterized by low-fidelity recording techniques, often on four-track machines. The band's early output, such as 1990's Weed Forestin' and 1991's Sebadoh III, was typical of this style, and wavered between Barlow's wry, introspective folk and Gaffney's psychedelic noise-rock experiments.

Sursa: Wikipedia

Anunt,. Pentru cei interesati

2009-12-30T12:12:00.000+02:00

O sa imi dau silinta ca de acum in colo sa postez zilnic melodia zile.

17

2009-12-30T12:00:00.000+02:00

Revenind la o dragoste mai veche: o tanti talentata

Hahn began playing the violin one month before her fourth birthday in the Suzuki Program of Baltimore's Peabody Conservatory.[1] She participated in a Suzuki class for a year. Between 1984 and 1989 Hahn studied in Baltimore under Klara Berkovich. In 1990, at ten, Hahn was admitted to the Curtis Institute of Music in Philadelphia where she became a student of Jascha Brodsky. Hahn studied with Brodsky for seven years and learned the études of Kreutzer, Ševčík, Gaviniès, Rode, and the Paganini Caprices. She learned twenty-eight violin concertos, recital programs, and several other short pieces.[2]

In 1991, Hahn made her major orchestral debut with the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra. Soon thereafter, Hahn debuted with the Philadelphia Orchestra, Cleveland Orchestra, Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra, and the New York Philharmonic. In 1995 Hahn made her international debut in Germany with a performance of the Beethoven Concerto for Violin and Orchestra in D Major with Lorin Maazel and the Bavarian Radio Symphony Orchestra. The concert was broadcast on radio and television in Europe. A year later, Hahn debuted at Carnegie Hall in New York as a soloist with the Philadelphia Orchestra.

By sixteen, Hahn had completed the Curtis Institute's university requirements, but elected to remain for several years to pursue elective courses, until her graduation in May 1999 with a Bachelor of Music degree. During this time she coached violin with Jaime Laredo, and studied chamber music with Felix Galimir and Gary Graffman. In an interview with PBS in December 2001, Hahn stated that of all the musical disciplines, she is most interested in musical performance.[3]

Hahn has played with orchestras such as the London Symphony Orchestra, New York Philharmonic, Stuttgart Radio Symphony Orchestra, and the Singapore Symphony Orchestra. She debuted with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra in March 2007. Hahn and mandolinist Chris Thile have discussed the possibility of releasing a duo album.[4][5]

In 2007, she played in Vatican City as part of the celebrations for Pope Benedict XVI together with the Stuttgart Radio Symphony Orchestra and conductor Gustavo Dudamel.

She began performing and touring in a crossover duo with singer-songwriter Josh Ritter in 2007 and with singer-songwriter Tom Brosseau in 2005.[6] According to Hahn: "Other musicians cross genres all the time. For me it's not crossover — I just enter their world. It frees you up to think in a different way from what you've been trained to do."[7]

Recently, she has commissioned Canadian composer Christos Hatzis to compose a violin and piano piece as part of her upcoming "encore series".[8]

She speaks English[9], French[10] and German[11][12] fluently and also speaks Japanese.[13]

Sursa http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hilary_Hahn

2009-12-27T23:01:00.000+02:00

Asa se incepe o zi. Asteptand sa iti vina randul la WC. Noroc ca cineva mi'a gasit fesul si a avut bunul simt sa mi'l puna pe cap.

16

2009-12-22T10:55:00.000+02:00

Ever wondered where Father Christmas came from? The raging beast. Don't let your kids watch this.

15

2009-12-21T15:49:00.000+02:00

Primit aseara o chestie foarte faina. e cu un profesor care preda Introducere in Management, la University of Florida. Un om foooarte simpatic. Enjoy.

Pentru superstitiosi... sa nu fie 13

2009-12-20T23:04:00.001+02:00

"Now you will receive us. We do not ask for your poor or your hungry. We do not want your tired and sick. It is your corrupt we claim.It is your evil that will be sought by us.With every breath, we shall hunt them down.Each day we will spill their blood til it rains down from the skies.Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal, these are principles which every man of every faith can embrace.These are not polite suggestions. These are codes of behavior and those of you that ignore them will pay the dearest cost.There are varying degrees of evil, we urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over into true corruption, into our domain. But if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three and on that day you will reap it. And we will send you to which ever god you wish.And shepherds we shall be, for thee my Lord for thee, power hath descended forth from thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command. We shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be. In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti"

13?

2009-12-20T20:13:00.000+02:00

Mmmmm... In sfarsit pot sa urasc cu adevarat. Ciudat fiindca pana acum nu am urat pe nimeni cu adevarat. Ura de aia bolnava in care iti doresti ca tinta, nu sa moara (prea usor), sa traiasca o durere constanta care sa duca la suicid. Sa traiasca in depresie continua, ura care sa faca tinta sa se urasca pe sine atat de tare incat sa vomite de fiecare data cand se uita in oglinda. Ura care sa te faca sa urasti mai departe tot ce tine de tine. Uraaaaa. Foarte funny fara diacritice. Uraaaaa. My last emo post :).

12

2009-12-19T01:01:00.000+02:00

Cateodata ma gandesc cum ar fi fost lucrurile daca as fi fost bogat :). toti facem asta, nu? daca as fi fost bogat as fi fost cel mai naspa si mai nasol om de pe lumea asta.

Multumesc

Fara numar

2009-12-17T12:20:00.000+02:00

Pentru cineva, acum uitat si ignorat. Pentru mine, pentru tine, cel ce citesti nonsensul asta.

Oldies, but not so goldies

2009-12-07T15:52:00.001+02:00

Astea sunt niste aberatii de demult. Unele au greseli de tot felul dar refuz sa le corectez.

Vine un doctor si se scarpina dupa ureche si zice:

"Cred ca ar trebui indepartata"
Un interlocutor:
"Credeti?"
D: "Pai parca nu e de acolo"
I: "Aveti dreptate"
D: "Stiu"
I: "Cineva sa vina, va rog, sa indeparteze banana de la raionul de cosmetice!"

Trei catei mancau un om. La un moment dat unul din catei ia capul omului si fuge cu el. Ceilalti doi fug dupa el. Omul se ridica si pleaca acasa. Se suie in tramvai unde se intalneste cu nevasta vecinului care avea pe cap soarele. Pe soare locuiau oamenii soarelui care gateau la lumina lumanarilor. Unul din oamenii soarelui sare atat de tare incat ajunge pe luna. Luna era pustie. Atat de pustie incat nu aveai unde sa arunci un ac. Nimeni nu misca, nimeni nu vorbea. Toti erau intr'un fel de transa cosmica. Tentaculele subtiri se intindeau la infinit unde se impreunau, formand o impletitura, impletitura purtata de fetita care vindea fier vechi. Fetita nu avea parinti. Fetita nu avea rude. Avea doar fier. Mult fier. Mult si ruginit.

So... Once upon a time... era o bucata de bauxita. si cum statea ea cuminte sub pamant un nene negru pe fata vine si o scoate la lumina. dupa lungi si dureroase procese tehnologice. a noastra bauxita ajunge i cutie de aluminiu. de fapt o cutie goala, fara suflet, fara esenta, fara sentimente. cutia era trista. ii lipsea ceva. nu stia ce, dar simtea ecoul din ea. simtea ca nu e completa. nici macar cand i'au dat culoare, nu s'a simtit mai bine. ceva trebuia facut. si s'a facut. pe neasteptate ceva urias o ridica de pe locul unde isi varsa amarul si o duse intr'un loc intunecat. i se facu frica. asta era. aici e sfarsitul drumului. s'a terminat. ecoul persista. locul incepuse sa vibreze. din ce in ce mai tare. tensiunea crestea si o data cu ea crestea si frica cutiei. incerca sa se imbarbateze, sa isi spuna ca o sa fie bine, dar ecoul din ea ii spunea ca o sa inceteze sa existe. vibratiile au incetat. ea inca traieste. lumina. lumina orbitoare. lumina peste tot. galagie, agitatie. fericire. "sunt vie". dar ecoul. ecoul... ecoul. masini imense, benzi rulante, pompe, siiiii... lichidul. daaaa... lichidul acela blond. mai frumos ca orice. care curge in valuri si... si... umple goluri. goluri de care ea vrea sa scape si o data cu aceste goluri si de ecou. daca nu ar fi fost atat de sclipitoare probabil ca ar fi devenit in acel moment. stia ca totul va fi bine. ecoul o tinea pe a lui. dar ea nu mai auzea. nu mai gandea. era ca un tantar atras de lumina mortala a unei capcane. asteapta la rand. in stange si in dreapta sunt altele ca ea. toate avand aceeasi angoasa. toate sclipesc. toate ignorand ecoul. toate radiind de fericire. ii vine randul. un furtund se apropie cu un zambet profesional de ea. ea se astepta la un fel de ritual. furtunul ii umple golul. orgasmul suprem. fericire totala. nirvana. daca ar fi avut gura ar fi tipat. asa doar s'a multumit cu un baldabac scurt. i s'a pus capac. era intreaga. era fericita. nu o interesa ca are capac. era fericita. intuneric. locul iar vibreaza. ecoul disparuse. era bine. nu ii era frica. acum parca avea suflet. de fapt chiar avea suflet. suflet de o frumusete rara. suflet blond. lumina. racoare. chiar rece si foarte multa lumina. ii placea. era in centrul atentiei. se simtea privita si dorita. ii placea la nebunie acest sentiment.
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o saptamana a trecut. acelasi sentiment persista. nu se putea satura de el. a fost miscata. totul e rosu. ceva mai putina lumina. incepe sa transpire. e agitata. incearca sa se calmeze. a fost atinsa. nu e obsnuita cu asa ceva. ii place, dar i se pare pervers. nu stie ce sa mai creada. e confuza. deodata ramane fara capac. se sperie. parca a mica parte din sufletul ei s'a dus. de ce ea!!!!??? de ce?! simte ecoul. il aude cum rade sadic de durerea ei. ecoul devine din ce in ce mai puternic. o data cu aparitia ecoului sufletul devine din ce in ce mai slab. intrase in panica. doare. doare tare. tristetea se instaleaza. deznadejdea se instaleaza. sufletul a disparut. se simte goala. se simte moarta. s'a terminat. sau cel putin asa a crezut. ceva metalic o strapunge si o taie. pentru prima oara interiorul ei ia legatura cu exteriorul. acum s'a terminat. acum si'a dat seama seama ca ecoul avea dreptate. ar fi trebuit sa il asculte. ea era doar o simpla placere a unor barbari. aruncata, parasita intr'un colt al acestui iad rosu is da ultima suflare. intuneric. moarte. umilinta. violare. moarte.

Experimentul Vasilica

2009-12-06T21:46:00.000+02:00

Toata lumea il stie pe Vasilica. Tu il stii pe Vasilica? NU?! Nu se poate. Vasilica bre. Pfff. Hai ca iti zic cine e Vasilica.

Povestea lui incepe o data cu momentul in care omul a inceput sa mearga in doua picioare, acum mult mult timp. Vasilica asta a fost acolo si a pus piedica, spre veselia tutor involuatilor de pe vremea aceea. Lucru amuzant e ca lumea l'a uitat sau l'a trecut vederea. Si totusi el a ramas pe loc, uitandu'se la ei inexpresiv. Sa nu ma intelegeti gresit: si el s'a amuzat, dar s'a amuzat asa fara expresie, ca si cum ar fi fost mort. Oricum toata lumea il considera mort, asta in momentele in care el era luat in considerare.
Sa trecem peste momentele alea si sa inaintam putin in timp. Vasilica a avut un rol crucial in dezvoltarea armelor si uneltelor. Da... A fost acolo... din nou, la fel de inexpresiv si "mort".
As putea spune despre Vasilica ca este nemuritor, statornic, cu toate ca nu e chiar asa. Vasilica asta se reinventeaza singur, il reinventeaza altii, transforma, se transforma si este transformat. Nu stiu exact cat de mult ii convine treaba asta, dar nu are nici o reactie. Poate ar trebui sa isi dezvolte o coloana vertebrala. Vorbeam cu cineva zilele trecute si am gasit o metoda, inca netestata, cred, cel putin nu de noi, cum sa obtii o coloana vertebrala. Metoda e de o simplitate copilareasca si este cam asa: se ia un bat si se infinge in cur, cat ma tare si mai adanc. Revenind la Vasilica. Hai sa ii facem coloana. Este o problema: nu ii gasim curul. Nu se poate! Toata lumea are un cur sau macar un orificiu buco-anal, ceva acolo. Vasilica nu are sau nu am gasit noi. Ne mai gandim. Poate nu ii trebuie... poate nu vrea. Dar pentru numele zeilor! Nu reactioneaza! Ce vrea Vasilica asta? Ii fericit, il doare, e trist? Da'l dracului! Il luam si il aruncam inapoi in raul in care l'am gasit. Sic! Stai acolo.

10 sau 11

2009-12-06T06:47:00.001+02:00

Stau pe scaun si imi e dor de ea. Nu stiu sigur daca e normal. Nu stiu sigur daca e normal sa imi fie dor de ea. Nu prea sunt sigur de aproape nimic. Sunt sigur de faptul ca nu ma plac in stari de genul acesta. Mi s'a spus ca nu ar trebui sa imi fie dor. Mi s'a oferit un tratament rece. E ca atunci cand ti se spune ca e normal sa primesti o masa calda pe zi, dar tot timpul la tine ajunge rece. Nu'i corect. Vrei o mancare calda, ai dreptul la ea, ai muncit pentru ea. Cineva totusi decide ca tot ce meriti e o masa rece. Stupid si incorect.

Stare de cacat. Stare incontrolabila. Genul de stare in care ajungi sa faci lucruri prostesti. Lucruri care nu sunt corecte fata de altii, fata de tine. Dar le faci fiindca esti un prost.

Trist dom'le. Trist.