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| Nov. 10th, 2009 | 11:14 pm | ||||||
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| Nov. 1st, 2009 | 04:50 pm | ||||||
Candlelight gives them money. Proof. Scroll down to under the credits, and in the notes section there's a line proudly proclaiming "Candlelight supports PETA". Also this, also this. These aren't from "the bad old days" - this is all within the last four years. I've made a list of bands I'm into who are either signed to Candlelight or use them as an international distribution service (there's a lot of those - some labels, such as Reprise, use Candlelight for all their American distribution). It's a pretty fucking long list. Eighty-seven albums I'd consider buying, or (in some cases) really want to buy or (in a couple of cases) already have, but now can't get because I'd be giving money to a terrorist organisation. What the fuck. What the fuck. The bands, by the way, include BAL-FUCKING-SAGOTH (not signed, thankfully, but The Chthonic Chronicles was released in the USA on Candlelight, without the band's knowledge or permission), Emperor, Opeth, Insomnium, Gorgoroth, and Ensiferum. This makes me very sad. I can only hope the bands involved are just ignorant of Candlelight's policy, rather than actually supporting it. |
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| Oct. 18th, 2009 | 04:45 pm | ||||||
"No, we didn't agree nothing. We just all yelled and then he was beaten, that was our conclusion." That is maybe the story of the last two weeks for me. Just with fewer clowns. Sent off my UCAS form. Eeee. >.< Seeing Bellowhead tonight. Eeee! =D |
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| Oct. 15th, 2009 | 11:37 pm | ||||||
Happy Jack!  Creepy Jack!  Otis!  These were pretty fun to make. Gutting pumpkins is really, really disgusting, though, and they smell vile. I am still amazed that Americans consider the pumpkin to be an edible object. As far as I am concerned, it is the least edible member of the squash family, a set of foodstuffs I am in any case very much not fond of. I don't seem to be able to get the smell out of my hands, which is pretty gross. Living in a courtyard of priests + creepy pumpkins = FUN TIMES around the corner, methinks. I think it'd be better if we had the weird breeder family over the way instead of the CRAZY TALKATIVE but quite nice new people, but whatev. I bet the Dean will freak out. Bwahahaha~ My final thought for tonight is that everyone should listen to Metsatöll, and someone should buy me a kantele and some bagpipes. And preferably an accordion, too, because I played one for the first time today (and left my bag in the shop FFFFFFF but thankfully it didn't get nicked) and liked it VERY MUCHLY. If I have some job money saved up by Christmas I may get one~ |
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| Oct. 8th, 2009 | 12:05 am | ||||||
Tracedawn are sweet but have some growing up to do. Metsatöll rock out with their...bagpipes out. Ensiferum are gods in kilts. That is all. I leave you with a picture of the Metsatöll frontman, Markus "Rabapagan" Teeäär, and his very impressive facial hair. |
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| Sep. 29th, 2009 | 10:38 pm | ||||||
Euuurgh. I'm not even going to link to the page he posted, because it's just...vile, stupid, hateful spiel, as we've come to expect from Varg. But for fuck's sake, I'd kind of hoped my friend had more sense than that. |
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disappointed| Yllä harmaan korven korpit laulaa | ||||||
| Sep. 13th, 2009 | 12:52 pm | ||||||
No, what this is is a complaint. Not about the album - I have no complaints about the album. My complaint is about the way the media (er, I say "media", I mean like two magazines and a few websites) have treated the last album, 2007's Victory Songs. I love Victory Songs. I actually think it's probably Ensiferum's best album (though the new one may have taken that title. I'm not sure yet.) I think the scope, execution, and concept of the album and songs is fantastic. The non-metal instruments are well-integrated, the lyrics are actually meaningful and at some times even poetic, and there's a good balance between headbanging kickassery and more sensitive melodic content. I fucking love that album. Apparently, this is not a view shared by the musical establishment. Or, rather, it was, but is no longer. I can't remember (or find on the internet) how ZT and Terrorizer reviewed it but judging from everyone else's reaction of the time it was probably pretty good, if not entirely rave. Metal Hammer (*spit spit*) gave it 8/10, AllMusic gave it 4/5...that's a general indication of its reception. Positive with a few reservations. Now, however...in the interview with Ensiferum in the most recent (#188) issue of Terrorizer, it's described as "a whimper" (as opposed to a bang, I guess). This is a view I'm seeing a lot in reviews of From Afar. It's as if, in the view of an outstanding new album, the merely very good older one has been kicked in the balls and relegated to the corner. The hell? It's not really the first time this has happened, either. I don't disagree with Kyle of Metal Reviews when he calls Iron "One of the best folk metal albums of all time in my opinion" - a view that's echoed in many halls, since Jason of the same site gave it 96/100 and it's standing at 88% from 11 reviews at the Encyclopaedia Metallum - but it's generally used as a benchmark by which to judge all subsequent Ensiferum releases. The problem is, those comparisons inevitably wind up as "Iron was fantastic, ergo [insert release here] is shite." By the looks of it, this is what's happening now, retrospectively, in light of From Afar. Bollocks. Iron was great. From Afar is great. But you know what? So was Victory Songs, so (to a slightly lesser extent) was Dragonheads, so was Ensiferum. Lest they turn into a Europop group, Ensiferum are unlikely to release a bad record. So can we please stop retonning our opinions of past albums to give the illusion of balance? |
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| Sep. 9th, 2009 | 11:56 am | ||||||
Turns out, not so much. It finished on fucking Sunday. We so nearly went on Friday. Fuck fuck fuck. That aside, we actually had a really good time. Derby's Westfield shopping centre is - for something in Derby, anyway - surprisingly cushy, with video screens everywhere and touch-screen information points and shiny shiny floors. It's a pretty good place to spend the better part of a day, especially since it's probably bigger than the Victoria Centre and the Broadmarsh put together. I found out that Ana's mother (and by extension, Ana herself) likes CocoRosie (HAPPY JOY I've never before found anyone who's even heard of them), we ate the sourest candy ever - as documented here (Maya's reaction) and here (mine) - did some shopping, played a lot of Pokémon (BITCH THAT'S MY FLAG no hold on MOVE YOU'RE IN THE WAY wait wait AHAHAHAH YOU FELL IN A HOOOOOLE) and generally made the place our own. Turns out the bus we got into Derby (the indigo, which takes maybe an hour and twenty minutes) was...not the fastest route. We got the Red Arrow back, which took, er, maybe twenty-five minutes. Oops. My bad. Chris and Guy's 19th birthday party tonight. I can't be bothered to go - it'll just be a piss-up, of course - but it's fancy dress, with points for "hilarity, sexiness, and originality", so Maya's going as, er, a flasher. We went to Backlash and she got a big overcoat and a belt, and she's going to wear sexy underwear underneath. I think that'll be quite excellent. XD I've been so...I'm not even sure, actually. Recently, I've been feeling kind of bored but unsure how to alleviate that boredom, kind of wanting to do something practical but then deciding not to, iconing and giving up half-way through...I need to find something to do that's not just watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The other new thing is I'm going on a hydration binge. Well, not a binge, more of a "lifestyle change" (I sound like the Fat Man) in that I'm trying to drink two litres of water a day (plus my usual can or two of Diet Coke and morning glass of orange juice) in the hope that all those promises they make about improved skin and health and mental clarity might have a grain of truth in them. It's probably too early to tell, but I don't fell all that better. And I think my skin's gotten worse over the past couple of weeks. Huh. Oh, but, in health-related good news: I've gone down a jeans size. I'm now one size above the national average. Woop woop. I'm not going to hype that up too much - actually, there's a whole blog post to be made about my attitude towards weight and weight loss, but it's a separate, politics-skewed post that I'll not make yet - but I am quite pleased. And also slightly confused because I've not done any exercise in ages and I've not noticed any real diet change. Maybe I'm just eating a little less? I've gotten an account at Shelfari, too. It seems like a useful, pretty-in-a-digital-way method of keeping track of my books and so on. And of guilting myself into reading some of the books that have been sitting on my bed-side table for a couple of years. Knowing me, I'll forget about it/get sick of it in a month or two (cf. Twitter, the Kill Everyone Project, voice-recognition software), but it's nice in the interim. In other book-related news, I got Wet Moon 5 yesterday, totally adored it, screamed at the cliffhanger and also shrieked at the CocoRosie poster in Audrey's bedroom. It's the Noah's Ark album, too, which is my favourite! Everyone should listen to that album, especially Bear Hides and Buffalo and South 2nd (apologies for the weird video, just minimise the window and listen, the song's hearbreaking.) I'm not sure if I've got much more to say at the moment. The weather's been really strange recently - it was so cold over the weekend that I needed a hot water bottle at night, but then it was scorching yesterday and I think it's hot today, too, judging from the blue sky and bright sun outside. I'm not sure if I like this. The weather seems to have moodswings on a par with mine. Also, I'm not sure if I want to do Bach Choir this term. Not only are all the works in English - and I know it's stupid but I deeply hate singing sacred music in English, because if it's in Latin or German or whatever I can kind of ignore the words, but it's almost physically painful to me to spout the kind of awful words that crop up in the libretto for a lot of cantatas - but the music's also pretty terrible. The Vaughn-Williams "Five Mystical Songs" is lovely because Vaughn-Williams is always lovely, and I don't know the Parry "Bles't pair of The thing that really bugs me is that if I tell my parents that I don't want to sing it because I can't stand the religion in the text, I'll be laughed at. If I converted to a non-Christian religion - if I became a proper Muslim or Hindu or whatever - they'd probably accept it, after a while, but because I'm an atheist my objection to religion is somehow less valid than it would be if I was just objecting to one religion because of the faith I'd chosen. Some of the sentiments in sacred music are horrifying - have you listened to some of the Psalms recently? - and I feel really...sick and wrong and uncomfortable singing them, but whenever I try to explain this I just get mocked. The underlying fear, for me, is that I won't be able to escape this. All opera singers have to work the oratorio circuit, it's how it works - it's the only way you can support yourself because opera productions are few and far between. So what am I going to do? I can't just avoid all oratorios and cantatas in English, I'd go bankrupt. But I just can't bring myself to promote the vile lies in sacred music. What am I going to do? |
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| Aug. 12th, 2009 | 07:00 pm | ||||||
*collapses* I've been thinking about how to approach this blog post - quick lowdown? Long, in-depth decision? Throw-away non-explanatory statement? I'm far too tired/busy/lazy to do the second, the third is fundamentally unhelpful and a little perverse, so I suspect that leaves us with option number one. I was fecking terrified beforehand, but I really shouldn't have been. It was an incredible experience, everyone was really nice, I learnt a huge amount from the staff - who were brilliant - it was totally exhausting (fourteen hour days oh my god) but I am absolutely going back next year. I made a load of new friends - who I've now added on Facebook because I am a pathetic fucking nerd with no life outside the internet - which is awesome, because I was really worried that I'd not be able to relate to anyone there or something. I had this weird idea that they'd all be freakish child geniuses but actually I was in the top third, maybe quarter, of ability there (and in the top half of the age range, which was also good) which was really comforting. I like being above the half-way mark, which is why I'll never join Mensa, haha. So yeah. In brief - amazing, amazing, fucking amazing. However, I have now nearly lost my voice. Also, I have a waterbottle that makes weird noises. For y'all who want to check it out, the website's pretty good. |
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| Jul. 31st, 2009 | 10:22 am | ||||||
Basically all I have to say is more eloquently expressed in this five-star review, though the reviewer neglects to mention the utter awfulness of the Casken piece. It was, as far as I could tell, essentially random notes. As if someone had taken the early stages of a monkeys-and-typewriters experiment and applied the principle to music. But the point must be made that a) the conductor made it absolutely the best collection of random notes it could have been and b) the Tchaikovsky and Stravinsky more than made up for the Casken's failings. The finale of the Stravinsky, in particular, sent shivers down my spine. The fact, however, that the name of the antagonist in The Firebird is Koschei, which was also the Master's true name when he was on Gallifrey, makes me want to write a Doctor/Master story based on the myth. (Doctor as Ivan, Master as Koschei - duh - various companions as the Princesses, either Romana or Jack as the pretty one, and probably an OC as the Firebird.) If only I could write. Ho hum. In other news, I'm increasingly worried about the Eton course, had a horrible bout of abdominal migraine this morning (which left me retching, crying, and nearly unconscious at various points) from which I am still recovering. But I am watching my West Wing DVDs, so I'm surprisingly happy. |
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| Jul. 24th, 2009 | 11:26 am | ||||||
My Amanda Palmer book came. When I realised what the package was, when it dropped through my door, I started shaking. I'm still a little trembly. I've read the book. It is very beautiful. She is very beautiful. On a more materialistic and craven note, my cheques cleared, so I can now buy all the fripperies I've been wanting for a while. Like a Distorted View Sideshow membership, a new EHD, and membership to the Liberal Democrat party. Friendly Hostility, despite much terrifying foreshadowing, ended on a happy note. Fox and Collin are, as yet, not broken up. This makes me happier than, proportionately speaking, I should be. But I've been reading that comic for five years, it was the first webcomic I ever read, and it's a pretty strong connecting thread for me, so I'm very much emotionally invested in the characters. Sandra's new comic, Other People's Business, appears to have gotten off to a good start. I'm glad to know that some Friendly Hostility characters will be in the new comic as secondary characters, though. I'd miss them an awful lot if they were to disappear entirely. Last night was also good. Tim Minchin's live set on E4 was beautiful...he played "Not Perfect" and "You Grew on Me", so I was basically in tears. I can't wait until I see him this autumn. I kind of talked my way through an essay on webcomics last night, too. I might write it at some point. I've got the bare bones of a Loveless essay (on Names and Zeroes, mostly) in a Notepad file somewhere, so I'll finish that first. It's a matter of remembering to take all the manga downstairs with me so I can use it as reference. I hope rereading the important bits of the manga won't put paid to any of my theories. That'd be a fucker. Anyway, I must cease and desist - I've got to do my hair and makeup and so on, since I've a driving lesson in a couple of hours. Tootle pip. |
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| Jul. 19th, 2009 | 04:08 pm | ||||||
I may do an Auditory Moose post about it at some point. I swear that was going to be a regular thing, you know. It ended up being a 2000-word dissertation on one Leviathan song about 18 months ago and then nothing since. Well, whatev, I'm lazy. Woo! Bloodstock draws ever closer. Yaaa~ |
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| Jul. 15th, 2009 | 03:10 pm | ||||||
First, a quick ident, so you know where I'm coming from with this. I am Caucasian, of Norwegian and Danish descent (mostly), British, female-assigned and on the female side of genderqueer, lesbian, an atheist, involved in the Ásatrú movement, politically liberal, a feminist, a queer rights activist, a civil rights activist, and maybe the biggest extreme metal geek you'll ever meet. My particular corner of extreme metal, and certainly the place I spend most of my time in terms of forums and publications, is in the grimy nook of black metal, folk metal, Viking metal, and pagan metal. And pirate metal, but let's not get into that inevitable argument here. We all - and by "we" I mean "me and other extreme metal nerds" - know how black metal started, over twenty years ago. A group of upper-middle-class white teenagers from Norway (mostly) took a look at the conformist, moderate-Christian atmosphere they'd been brought up in and decided they needed to rebel. They took their cues from the darker end of the metal scene of the day - the heaviness of American thrash and speed, the lyrical themes of the NWOBHM, and the visual style (but not the dreadful glasses) of Venom. They made a conscious and sincere effort to reach for the most extreme, the most despised, and the most fearsome things they could emulate, because if you're going to rebel you should damn well do it properly. Amongst those extreme things were Satanism, Ásatrú, and - and this is the big one - National Socialism. Varg Vikernes and his cohorts (I must point out that I include Euronymous in their number, because being murdered didn't actually make him a nice person to begin with) found a monstrous ideology and put it on like a costume, because it scared people and made them feel important and powerful. In doing so, they also made some very, very good music (to my ears.) Other people heard that music - teenagers, young people, people - like me - who were thirteen or fourteen when they first heard harsh vocals and downtuned guitars, and had yet to develop the critical capacity to filter the messages they were being presented with. Teenagers, especially rebellious and non-mainstream ones, are massively idolatrous - at least, in my experience - and those who listened to Burzum, to Absurd, to Infernum, poured their admiration and respect onto the men at the forefront of those bands, men - and they were always men - who espoused the most vile, dangerous, and divisive ideologies the world has seen in a long time. I don't necessarily blame these teenagers, these children; I spent two years of my life parroting the sayings of Anton LaVey because I respected him and didn't yet know how to separate a man's creative work from his thoughts. I'm long past that now, but some of the black metal youth, those touched by the pollution that took hold of the genre, never moved on. Let us look, now, before I get too far ahead of myself, at religion. Religious discord, disharmony, and dissonance were major motivating forces for the Black Metal Inner Circle back in the day, and for those who work in the genre now. It began as an anti-Christian movement and, but for some Christian bands (generally known as "unblack"), has stayed true to its origins. The anti-Christianity took two paths, which have traded dominance at various points in the last two decades. First, Satanism. As an anti-Christian ideology it is, and was, the logical step: what better way to strike back against a hated religion than to align yourself with its direct adversary? Some bands stuck to LaVey, holding high their Satanic Bibles, whereas others went back to Crowley, or to earlier (purported) Satanists such as the Hellfire Club of the 18th century. All you need to do is look at black metal, past and present, to see the influence in the imagery - Baphomets, inverted crosses, naked women covered in blood, severed goat heads...it's a popular theme, to say the least. The pioneers of the genre largely subscribed to this avenue of anti-Christianity, at least at the beginning. What came later was Ásatrú. Ásatrú (those who subscribe to it are known as Ásatruar) is the worship of the Norse gods - Odin, Thor, Týr, and so on. It was, of course, the dominant religion of Scandinavia for about fifteen hundred years, between 500 BCE (once it had evolved from proto-Norse Germanic mythology) and 1000 CE, when the Norse people were forcibly converted to Christianity as part of the Danelaw. Black metal musicians who chose this route (many of whom had previously gone for Satanism and quickly retconned their past interests as "an artistic posture" or "an avatar for the All-Father") argued that the truer way to strike back at the Christian oppressor was to opt for the pre-Christian belief system of their land and ancestors. (As an atheist who nevertheless wears a Mjollnir pendant at all times, I can see where they're coming from.) There was never much of a clash of ideologies between Satanism and Ásatrú in black metal, or at least not a big enough one to warrant mentioning - the general understanding was that we're all against the Christians, so it doesn't matter that much whether you're fighting for Odin or for Satan. Either way, let's sever some heads. Unfortunately, the price of a lack of clash was that some assimilation occurred between the National Socialist Black Metal crowd, who were largely neutral on the Satanism-Ásatrú question, and the two differing factions. The assimilation took the form of a worrying trend that began to emerge perhaps a year before the murder of Euronymous - the conflating of a racist, sexist, and homophobic ideology with the teachings of Ásatrú. This simmered for a long time, edged along by the occasional mad dribbling by Vikernes (by then safely in his prison cell, from which he was released in May of this year) and similar. Vikernes' longest dribble took the form of a Mein Kampf-like volume, written in prison, entitled Vargsmål (-smål is an Old Norse word meaning "speech" or "treatise", so the title translates as "Varg's Speech".) This book (and I use the term loosely) solidified his oft-meandering and famously mercurial ideologies (he had, in the past, been a vocal member of various Nazi, white-supremacist, or similar groups, but generally not for very long - he invariably decried them after leaving, sometimes denying he had ever been involved in the first place) into a weighty slab of racist, perverse bullshit. The basic idea was thus: "The Norse race, to whose gods I hail, are superior to all others and destined to rule the Earth, because the All-Father decreed us strongest and wisest amongst the people of the world. Men, who hold the swords with which we will reclaim dominion over the land, are superior, and women must breed with them to produce pure-blood Aryan children. Homosexuality is abominable for no defined reason, but those who engage in it are to be put to death. I am the leader of this movement, and though the enemy holds me within his fortress I shall suffer for the betterment of my people." I think I've gotten the general tone more or less right. Mad, self-aggrandising, racist, sexist, homophobic, and generally monstrous. But it was too late for some people to realise just how far away from "reasonable" or "humane" Vikernes' views had gotten - they'd been touched (as I had, with notably different consequences) by the music, and more or less surrendered their critical capacities in the face of blind idolatry and obedience. Or, perhaps, they were just insecure teenagers who needed a group in which they could feel accepted and important. Either way, black metal changed. Not all of it, not by a long shot - some of the bands who had been there from more or less the start, bands like Gorgoroth and Satyricon, had never subscribed to that kind of ideology, and were never on Vikernes' side to begin with. But other bands, newer bands, American and British and German bands, saw Vikernes as a hero, or - worse - a martyr (never mind that he wasn't dead, in stark contrast to the people whose murders he was responsible for, both directly and indirectly.) But, nevertheless, in dark corners of my beloved genre, a rot set in. A rot that said "We are the white man, and we want racial purity." A rot that said "We are the strong man, and we want female subjugation." A rot that said "We are the straight man, and we want gay extinction." Time moved on. Come the year two thousand, and the rise of newer genres in the miasma we call metal - pagan metal, folk metal, Viking metal. Bands took up their swords in a more literal sense, not to chop anyone's head off, but to hold high in photoshoots. Vocals refined, cleared, became chants. Hair was left undyed, leather became brown armguards rather than black trousers, and my musical home was born. It started small - to be truthful, the concept of battle metal had been around since before Manowar, and folk metal had started with Skyclad some ten years previously, but the two had never really met in such a way - but it grew, and grew, and now, nearly a decade later, seems to be poised over the dourer side of metal with a big sword in one hand and an alehorn in the other. A joyous thing, surely? After a rough ten years of enforced misery and bad ideology the dominant force in metal was shifting to a group who were rather more aware of the distinction between fantasy and reality. The pioneers and sustaining forces of the genre - Ensiferum, Amon Amarth (not, in the genre sense, folk or Viking metal - closer to melodic death - but lyrically and visually basically the same), Týr - were neither extremists nor violent madmen, opting for alcohol over the blood of dissenters as their beverage of choice. Yes, a good thing. But the rot, steadily eating away at a few corners of black metal for ten years, had touched some of the more obscure members of this new genre, many of whom had spent their teenage years listening to just the kind of thing that this new move was hoped to change. They were by far in the minority, these clingers-on to the old ways, and they were a far smaller proportion of folk metallers than of black metallers at any time, but they existed. And the rot kept on going. So, today. The year 2009, nearly twenty years since the genesis of black metal, a decade or so since pagan metal first stuck its head above the parapet. Where are we? And why do I care in the first place? Where we are is something of an impasse. The racists, the sexists, the homophobes - the Nazis - are still there, griping and spitting and polluting a beautiful genre and an ancient mythology with their filth. Everyone knows this, no-one outside their group likes it, but there's nothing we can do. After all, we're a genre (a super-genre, I suppose) built on freedom of expression, freedom of speech, even for that which we find distasteful or horrifying. We try not to associate with them, and look with shame or sadness on the idols of our youths, who now, as middle-aged men, spew the same muck to an ever-dwindling audience. We learn that a band we liked (and this happens rather a lot, in a genre in which it's more or less impossible to hear any of the lyrics) have, all along, been promoting white supremacy, and we feel sick. We treasure people like Satyr, Gaahl, and Tom G Warrior, because they were there in the beginning and are still with us and never fell to the same madness as some of the others. Certainly, Gaahl is a good example of how an Ásatruar black metaller can avoid being a Nazi - he severed all links with those like Varg Vikernes a long time ago, and is now possibly the only openly gay black metal musician to have achieved any semblance of success. Ásatrú as a faith has been...less fortunate. There's a moderate core - those of us who honour our ancestors and their ways, and who have taken their gods as our own, but acknowledge that there are some aspects of an Iron Age war-based society that don't translate to 21st century living, such as the mad bigotry that other people seem rather fond of. Those other people, however...they're still there. They're sitting there with shaven heads and Algiz tattoos (I have my own gripes about that, since that's my namerune and I don't like seeing it at BNP rallies), saying that the Norsemen will come again, that the All-Father will "cleanse" the Northlands of what they see as "pollutants" - people of races other than theirs, women who know their own minds, people who aren't necessarily into breeding. They take the faith of my people - of my musical clans, of my ancestors, and of the gods I love - and twist it and poison it and then hold it up as a broken caricature of what it could be, what it should be. And I sit here, with my Guardian newspaper and Pride flag and feminist books, and wonder what to do now. |
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| May. 18th, 2009 | 06:42 am | ||||||
(Treating The Lord Weird Slough Feg and Slough Feg as the same...) 1. Bal-Sagoth 2. The Lord Weird Slough Feg 3. Amorphis 4. Ensiferum 5. The Dresden Dolls 6. Gamma Ray 7. Opeth 8. Korpiklaani 9. Elvenking 10. Kamelot What was the first song you ever heard by 6? I think it was "Dethrone Tyranny". What is your favorite album of 2? Traveller What is your favorite lyric that 5 has sung? Oh god, there are so many... And you can tell From the state of my room That they let me out too soon And the pills that I ate Came a couple years too late And I've got some issues to work through There I go again Pretending to be you Make-believing That I have a soul beneath the surface Trying to convince you It was accidentally on purpose. from "Girl Anachronism" How many times have you seen 4 live? Never, but I'm seeing them in September! :D What is your favorite song by 7? Gnh. Er. Um. Ah. Maybe "Reverie/Harlequin Forest" because the vocal harmonies in that are just stunning. What is a good memory you have involving the music of 10? Just listening to it, man. Finally finding a power metal song ("Soul Society") that wasn't all YAY GOD and was more GOD IS BULLSHIT. Woo~ Is there a song of 3 that makes you sad? Not really~ What is your favorite lyric that 2 has sung? Where is the road to lead me home? For my eyes and arms are weary and I wear a crown of thorns. Who will come to set the prisoners free? For their fate look dark and dreary, and they're infidels like me. from "The Wickerman" What is your favorite song by 9? "Pagan Purity", though their cover of Skyclad's "Penny Dreadful" is also amazing. How did you get in to 3? I can't remember too well. I think the song "Two Moons" from the Eclipse album was on a CD that came with a magazine and I just loved it. What was the first song you heard by 1? "The Hammer of the Emperor". It was on the Nuclear Blast sampler that came with Metal Hammer like three years ago. What is your favorite song by 4? So many to choose from! Either "Blood is the Price of Glory" or "Victory Song". How many time have you seen 9 live? Never. :c What is a good memory you have involving 2? Listening to "The Wickerman" (and then Iron Maiden's song of the same name) immediately before watching "The Wicker Man". Ahahah such a nerd. Is there a song of 8 that makes you sad? "Gods on Fire". What is your favorite album of 5? Umm. Probably their eponymous debit, actually. It's a real classic~ What is your favorite lyric that 3 has sung? Umm. They darkened the face of the moon They would have tried to kill it If they could have reached that far As it spied on the clouds. from "Two Moons". What is your favorite song of 1? !!! Either "Draconis Albionensis", "The Dreamer in the Catacombs of Ur", "A Tale from the Deep Woods" or "Thwarted By The Dark (Blade of the Vampyre Hunter)". What is your favorite song of 10? "Soul Society". How many times have you seen 8 live? Never which pisses me off because apparently they're INCREDIBLE live. What is your favorite album of 1? Grargh. Either "Atlantis Ascendant" or "Battle Magic". I can't possibly choose between the two. What is a great memory you have considering 9? First hearing the segue from "To Oak Woods Bestowed" to "Pagan Purity". Good times~ What was the first song you heard by 8? "Väkirauta". It was on a Fear Candy CD. What is your favorite cover by 2? DEARG DOOOOOOM. Incredible song, ahahaha. Much better than the original~ |
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| Oct. 15th, 2008 | 09:03 am | ||||||
I confess myself perplexed. Someone's telepathy isn't working today. >.< Also I wish the Music field was longer on DeadJournal. I can never fit Bal-Sagoth song titles in. :c |
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| Sep. 3rd, 2008 | 10:40 pm | ||||||
I just looked at the first-ever-entry and damn, was I ever whiny. I epitomised everything I hate these days which is possibly (part of) why I hate those things and blegh. The problem is the people I've known for six years - Lorn, Rin, Lain, Maya, all that lot - still judge me on what I was like back then? Which is a deeply horrifying thought. I barely view that person as being me, y'know? I guess it's normal to try to divorce yourself from your younger selves but bloody hell it's embarrassing to think of what I was like. I hope I don't look back in four years and think exactly the same thing of myself now. I bet I will. Anyway. School starts again tomorrow. The last haul, I guess. Home stretch. One year and then we're out...and into another bit of the education system. Is there no escape? All these people wanting to teach me things. Oh dear. I feel accomplished! I'm a third of the way through Les Misérables which sounds like nothing much until I say that the damnable book is 1200 pages long. And in quite small font. Ye~ah. Good book and Hugo's writing style is more engaging than I anticipated but sodding hell do we need so many...diversions? A sixty-page biography of a character whose useful screentime spans maybe four pages - not necessary. Full, detailed account of the battle of Waterloo just because one character looted the battlefield - also not necessary. They're well-written diversions but I'm exhausted~ Haha I'll never be an intellectual at this rate. I don't really know why I'm blogging. Boredom? I suppose. My father's in the shower and I want to go and do my teeth and stuff, so I do need something to kill the time with. I went to a Prom last night! Whenever I say that to people they react as if I'd said high school prom. Which is, haha, really not what the Proms are, in case you hadn't noticed. It was the Prelude and Liebestod from Wagner's Tristan und Isolde - well, we all know what I think about Wagner. Eee. <3333 Then the Messian Turangalia. Oh, wowww. I've never been a huge Messian fan - I know, this makes me a bad person - but. Wow. It's...electrifying. Unreleting. Terrifying. It was Sir Simon Rattle and the Berlin Philharmonic, too, which was...glorious. I am not exaggerating when I say they're the best orchestra in the world. Also, ondes-martenon! Fucking love that instrument. I'd love to have one but they're very expensive, more's the pity. Oh, on that note. I'm getting a theremin for Christmas. FUCK YES. Should I call it Wintereenmas? I so should. Better than Yule. Silly fluffbunnies. We know the Christians stole your holiday but you stole it too and I don't think you're going to get it back after this long. Oh, Christians. That reminds me. Politics! I know I think about this too much...except that I sodding don't because it's important and anyone who doesn't think so is both wilfully ignorant and irresponsible. And an idiot. So, to politics. Well, yay Obama nomination, of course. I am still disappointed in Hillary's actions during the campaign but, well, it's a bit late now. The damage she's done to the party is appalling but we'll have to live with it. The race-baiting, however, I will not stand for. Still not pleased with her or her husband. Anyway. Obama's convention speech was, of course, glorious. I'd be impressed even if I weren't a supporter anyway. By all the gods, he should get the Presidency. If we can't have President Bartlet... This Sarah Palin nonsense, oh dear. The woman's clearly both an imbecile and a bigot. Damned if I'm going to have her co-running the world's only (current) superpower. Leaving aside the questions over Trig's (who in their right mind names a baby "Trig"? What on earth?) parentage...clearly, her stance on abstinence-only sex education has worked really well for her own family. Idiot woman. Her "morals" are frankly appalling, not to mention badly thought-out. Plus, she's a creationist, which puts her marginally lower than slime on the list of "decent people". Actually, scratch that. Insult to good slime. Well, we all know what I think of the creationists. Sorry, people. Science is smarter than you. Your god is obsolete - let's move on a bit, yes? We're not in kindergarten any more, we don't need imaginary friends to get through life. Not that Fred Phelps would have much luck at making real friends, but the world does need a punchbag. Oh, if only, if only. What I wouldn't give, hmm? Of course, this whole Palin debacle is just an attempt at getting Hillary's marginalised "a woman or nothing" voters over on their side. Feminist as I am - and oh, you'd better believe I am - I am very sure that choosing an insane, hardcore-right nutjob over a wise, sane and comfortably left leader is a very bad idea, even if the former happens to be female. But let's not let common sense intervene. This is politics, after all. Anyway. I'd better go and see if the bathroom's free so I can sleep, finally. I'll be back some time...if I ever surface again from under the vile swamp of coursework and other related horrors. Pax. |
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| Aug. 27th, 2008 | 10:59 am | ||||||
Augh. I wish my favourite bands had better taste in music. =C (Although if that tour was in England I'd be half-tempted to go, just to be one of those people who leaves after the support bands. I've always wanted to do that.) |
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| Jul. 16th, 2008 | 11:12 pm | ||||||
How does the world see you? Die, Die My Darling - Metallica Will I have a happy life? Vale - Golden Sun What do my friends really think of me? Camelot - Monty Python [*sporfle*] Do people secretly lust after me? Transform All Suffering Into Plagues - Rotting Christ How can I make myself happy? Nightfall - Amorphis What should I do with my life? Struggle - Apocalyptica Will I ever have children? Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes What is some good advice for me? Snippets - Amateur Transplants How will I be remembered? Burn With Life - Crescent Shield What is my signature dancing song? Urami Bushi - Meiko Kaji What do I think my current theme song is? Providence - Kamelot What does everyone else think my current theme song is? Message in DNA - Ark Storm What song will play at my funeral? Shingakki 6 - Kuricorder Pops Orchestra What type of men/women do you like? Sweet Suite: A Name - Thomas Bloch What is my day going to be like? The Wizard's Vengeance - The Lord Weird Slough Feg -----------------Soundtrack------------- Waking up: Smells Like Nirvana - Weird Al Yankovic First day of High School: Are You Able To Breathe Fire? - Syrach Falling in love: Javert's Arrival - Les Misérables International Cast Fight song: The Decisive Battle (Final Fantasy VI) - The Black Mages Breaking up: Dreambound - Helloween Prom: Bad Day - Verismo Life: For The Sake Of Revenge - Sonata Arctica Mental breakdown: High Season V - Slough Feg Driving: Erebos - Shipwreck A.D. Flashback: Timeless Oceans - Luca Turilli Wedding: Turncoat Rebellion - Skyclad Birth of child: Lilium ~saint version~ - GRIFFIN Chorus Well, I rest assured knowing my musical tastes are better than Erin's. What's with the assumptions made by the Soundtrack one, though? "Birth of a child"? Not bloody likely. =/ |
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| May. 16th, 2008 | 05:27 pm | ||||||
Ooh, Ye Olde BBC, I think. At least, I'm besotted with BBC3 (TORCHWOOD AND DOCTOR WHO REPEATS YAYY). But then again...Channel 4 is good because they have More4, which I ADORE, and ITV has ITV3 which has the Jeeves and Wooster reruns, and then Five has House...ooer. THE INTERNET. There we go. =P If you could create your own channel, what would it be? METALHEAD LESBIAN PORN, 24/7. Er. Maybe not, then. I think perhaps a proper, actual, REAL metal channel. Like, extreme metal. Folk, black, prog, power...AND LOTSANDLOTS OF BAL-SAGOTH. Eeeeee. <3 What TV show did you watch as a child, that you wish they would bring back? INSEKTORS OH MY GOD. I used to love that show SO MUCH and the theme music was amazing - there's a YouTube clip of it over here - and, interestingly, it has the distinction of being the first fully-animated children's show on TV. The US version was utter shite, though - the jokes were changed to, y'know, not funny versions, and they changed all the names and, most importantly, THE PROTAGONIST NO LONGER SOUNDED LIKE DAMON ALBARN. What blasphemy is this?? What show have you always hated, and wonder why they ever made such a dumb show? BIG BROTHER oh my god. It's awful. It's just...appalling. Car-crash TV at its worst, and what's really terrible is that the first season was apparently touted as a legitimate sociological experiment. MY ARSE. It was a load of crazy people in a house, for the viewing pleasure of the voyeuristic public. Ugh. What TV show's seasons would you buy on DVD? Torchwood! If I wasn't perpetually broke I would totally get that on DVD. And House. And Metalocalypse. And the West Wing...problem being is that all seven seasons go for something like £120. Owww. |
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| Apr. 6th, 2008 | 03:28 pm | ||||||
on shuffle 2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer. 3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it makes you look If someone says "Is this Okay?" You say: Salvation's Calling How would you describe yourself? He Who Sought The Fire What do you like in a guy and/or girl? Send the Marines How do you feel today? Rare Square (Countdown) What's your life purpose? Innerlane What do your friends think of you? Tetris What do your parents think of you? Under Your Tree What do you often think about? Recaptured Sanity What do you think about the person you like? Metal Daze What is your life's story? Dr. Mario What do you want to be when you grow up? Ladies in their Sensitivities What will you dance to at your wedding? Swanheart What will they play at your funeral? Dethrone Tyranny What is your biggest fear? So Grim, So True, So Real What is your biggest secret? Anywhere In The Galaxy What do you think of your friends? Aerie Descent What do you think about your past? The Wolf Is Loose What is your future going to be like? Violence and Bloodshed What do you see in the person you like? Wound Upon Wound What will the song be for you and your spouse? City of the Damned |
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| Mar. 25th, 2008 | 11:14 pm | ||||||
*checks* DECEMBER 22ND. DECEMBER THE TWENTY MOTHERFUCKING SECOND. Jesus Christ. OKAY. Life update! I did...alright on my January modules. Got an A in Sociology and a high B in Psychology. Not bad. Got a C in my English Language coursework, cementing the fact that I HATE that fucking subject. And no comments about the people who teach it me. I mean, right - the other group (there are two) have different teachers and everyone in that group LOVES the subject, thinks it's the best thing since sliced cheese. And we've got the teachers we have and everyone in our group hates it. What gives? So, that aside. I am now single (D=) but we're on good terms at the moment so, I dunno, that's both bad and good. I don't know. It's bad when we're together but she's so miserable she won't even look at me, but it's also a bit bad when we're not together - so I'm miserable - but we can actually have a conversation. I dunno. Anyway, we're gonna meet up at some point in the holiday. I need to giver her Coraline back (OMG SO AMAZING I LOVE THAT BOOK SRSLY.), and also I just like seeing her. XD Talking of seeing - haha - we're getting every sodding window in the ENTIRE HOUSE replaced. Oh godddds. Which means I've got to move everything away from the windows in both of my rooms, which is going to be a NIGHTMARE. Oh, that reminds me! NEW COMPUTER! Yeah, the old desktop finally keeled over when the graphics card went, and we figured it was a better idea just to buy a new one instead of shelling out for a new graphics card PLUS the RAM and other stuff the old one needed. So, shiny new computer! It's an Acer - like my laptop - and graphite-coloured and very pretty. I've now got hacks of Photoshop CS3 and Sibelius 4 (I've stuck with 4 because the opening music is pretty SHUT UP XD) which ACTUALLY RUN ON THIS COMPUTER omg. I'm still getting used to not having to shut down every other program when I want to use Photoshop. =D The new one's called Baldr. God of resurrection and so on, haha. <3 Although I'm pretty sure Weapon of Mass Datastorage never came into contact with mistletoe. XD So, yes. Back to the windows. We've dismantled my desk - the one my father built for me about seven, eight years ago out of wardrobe doors, haha - because, frankly, it was nothing more than yet another surface to put shit on, as is pretty much any piece of furniture in my room, including the bed, sofa and, er, floor. Oh dear. So we got rid of that, and I've hoovered the floor (oh my god so much hair ugh *shudder*), so that half of my room's looking a lot cleaner. Something of a relief, I feel. Let's see. What else? The hunt for a new dog isn't really progressing. We keep going "Oh, we must go down to the RSPCA shelter..." and then forgetting. But I think we're going on Friday, which is good. There was a BEAUTIFUL Lurcher there the time I went with my mother, called...Ella, I think. She was gorgeous. But the turnover is so quick there, there wasn't a hope of us getting her. The problem is, whenever we go all the cute ones are reserved already, haha. But I refuse even to consider getting another pedigree, considering both the price - oh dear GODS - and the problems with inbreeding, which was what gave Lucy her dicky heart in the first place. Also, I want to call the new dog Wagner, if it doesn't already have a name. This is not a negotiable point. Negotiating...that makes me think of West Wing, and in the sphere of TV programs I waste my life watching is TORCHWOOD oh my merciful gods! So...much...Jack/Ianto. Seriously! Never thought I'd see the day and it is a BEAUTIFUL day oh yes. Ahem. I mean, not that I'm attracted to either of them in the proper sense but, well, aesthetic appreciation, yeah? Plus, a gay main couple - the sodding protagonist of the show! - on a mainstream TV show. That is SO SIGNIFICANT and so wonderful. Really makes me happy. =D (Of course, I'd be even happier if it were, y'know, Tosh and not-dead Suzie. But one can only dream...) I'm a wee bit worried about Ianto's, um, wellbeing in the series finale, though. I mean, we know that he doesn't DIE - or, at least, I hope not - because Gareth David-Lloyd has confirmed that Ianto will return for season 3. But still - all we see of him in the preview is some kind of explosion behind him and him falling forwards. Not encouraging. I really, REALLY hope Tosh gets out unscathed because, well, we all know how much I love Tosh. Toshhhhh~ I don't care if Owen dies. I think he'd be the one most likely to who I actually want to die? I mean, if he was actually decapitated or recieved some sort of serious head trauma then I think he'd be down permenantly, yeah? Or they could euthanise him with formalyehyde if he got too badly hurt. I mean, I don't hate him enough really to wish him dead with the same fervour that I want Gwen dead, mutilated and her grave danced upon by Weevils, but I wouldn't be upset if he died. I would be DEVASTATED if Ianto died, or Tosh. Jack can't die, of course, and they won't kill Gwen because she's - sigh - the female lead. Unfortunately. I'm a bit sad at the lack of lesbians in this season. I mean, there was Tosh and Mary in S1, plus that Gwen-and-Carys bit of eyecandy, but there's been literally nothing in S2. Which, well, miffs me a little because it's not equality if it's not chicks too. I'm PHENOMENALLY happy to see a gay couple as the main couple in a mainstream TV show but they've exchanged that for, really, any other queer content in the show. At least, that I can think of. SO. What else, in my mess of a life? Er. Music-wise! That's a good thing to talk about, I think. Had my Grade 7 Singing exam a couple of weeks back, and I actually think it went really well. That's pretty much a first for me, as I generally come out of music exams going "OH GODS KILL ME NOW". But no, I think it went well, especially since the sight singing was PISS EASY and that was the bit I was really worried about. So that's okay then. Bands I'm enjoying right now - ALESTORM oh wowww they are so amazing! Scottish fucking Pirate Metal! Like Turisas. From Scotland. For Jack Sparrow. SERIOUSLY. They are sodding incredible. Check 'em out, seriously. Aaalso. I've been listening to the Sweeney Todd soundtrack a lot recently. Yeah, yeah, I know, Tim Burton wankery, but I really enjoy bits of it, MMKAY? Sondheim's actually a very good composer, especially with songs like "A Little Priest" and "Pretty Women" - which is a WONDERFUL duet even if Alan Rickman does have the most bizarre, swallowed voice ever. Not to say that it's BAD, exactly, just...odd. Haha. XD However, the girl who plays Johanna can NOT sing. She is utterly dreadful. Screeching sodding banshee. I have no idea why she was cast, given that the rest of the cast - big-name parts and unknowns alike - actually have surprisingly good sets of pipes on 'em. I mean, Helena Bonham Carter slips into breathiness occasionally but can be wonderful when she's doing well. The kid who plays Toby is pretty good, and I'm more impressed with Johnny Depp than I thought I'd be. Sacha Baron Cohen's falsetto is, frankly, legendary. XD I've also gotten back into Ensiferum's glorious Victory Songs. I went through an infatuation with it when it first came out and had to force myself to stop listening to it for days on end lest I get really sick of it, but I've sunk back into screaming out the chorus to "Blood is the Price of Glory" again. Not that that's a bad thing or anything. =DD What else? Does anything interesting happen in my life? Probably not. Oh, I've gotten into papercrafts! Yeah, god, I know, so geeky. But I've made a papercraft N64 logo, and I've got templates for all sorts of things, like a Weighted Companion Cube (on that note, I CRIED when I had to incinerate mine, and still tear up thinking about it *sob*), a Gun Turret from Portal (DEAR GODS their voices are creepy), Kirby, Hello Kitty, the Triforce, a Wii and a SNES. Pretty spiffy. Anyway, I'm sure I'll think of more things to say at some point but I expect I'll be booted upstairs soon. So - ciao, motherfuckers. |
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| Jan. 7th, 2008 | 08:48 pm | ||||||
Total number of tracks: 4478 Sort by song title: -First Song: (I'm Spending) Hanukkah In Santa Monica - Tom Lehrer -Last Song: Ziggy Stardust - Bauhaus Sort by time: (Excluding all the soundbites) -Shortest Song: Awakening - Golden Sun 0:05 -Longest Song: Jäästä Syntynyt / Varjojen Virta - Moonsorrow 30:10 Sort by album: -First Song: Eye of the Beholder - Metallica -Last Song: Mescaylne - Spektr First five songs that comes up on Shuffle: 1) Fuck Emo - Cheap Sex 2) Symphony #5 In B Flat, Op. 100 - Andante - Prokofiev 3) Lobachevsky (Live) - Tom Lehrer 4) Monster Mash - Bobby "Boris" Pickett And The Crypt Kickers 5) To The Mountains - Satyricon Top 10 Most Played Songs: 1) The Hammer Of The Emperor - Bal-Sagoth 2) The Dreamer In The Catacombs Of Ur - Bal-Sagoth 3) The Man With The X-Ray Eyes - Bauhaus 4) Draconis Albionensis - Bal-Sagoth 5) Battle Magic - Bal-Sagoth 6) A Tale From The Deep Woods - Bal-Sagoth 7) In Search Of The Lost Cities Of Antarctica - Bal-Sagoth 8) Naked Steel (The Warrior's Saga) - Bal-Sagoth 9) Heavy Metal Universe - Gamma Ray 10) Crystal Shards - Bal-Sagoth Search.... "sex", how many songs come up?: 6 "love", how many songs come up?: 114 "you", how many songs come up?: 174 "death", how many songs come up?: 118 "hate", how many songs come up?: 21 "wish" how many songs come up?: 31 |
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| Oct. 5th, 2007 | 10:44 pm | ||||||
(And he talked to me about it, too!) There is no way this day can possibly get any better. *dances* |
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| Sep. 27th, 2007 | 07:43 pm | ||||||
I don't believe in euphamisms. He died. They say twenty-one's an important birthday, right? I suppose it's an important death-day, then. I don't know what to say that isn't horribly trite and hasn't been said a million times before, each time as valid, each time as heartfelt. But I'll try, anyway. Some things need to be done. What matters is this: he is loved, still. He will not be forgotten. That's important. As long as his music still lives, so does he. Every note dedicated to him is a heartbeat; every thought of him is a breath. Sleep well, brother. I will see you soon. |
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| Aug. 30th, 2007 | 05:31 pm | ||||||
2. Choose one song from your music library whose title starts with the first letter (or number) of your LJ name. 3. Repeat this process with each successive letter (or number) in your LJ name until you run out of letters (or numbers). 4. Post up your results. 5. BONUS POINTS: Upload your mix (whether it's individual songs or a .zip of all the the songs) and include the mix in your post. Creeping Death - Apocalyptica (Metallica cover) A Feast For The Vain - Kamelot Rivendell - Rivendell Dethrone Tyranny - Gamma Ray Brother Moon - Amorphis One More Magic Potion - Ensiferum All Things Bright And Shit - Meads of Asphodel Reverie/Harlequin Forest - Opeth Draconis Albionensis - Bal-Sagoth Mandy Goes to Med School - The Dresden Dolls One More - Turisas Of Hive and the Haunted Sea - Leviathan Shed - Meshuggah Exultant Suicide - ChthoniC Damn, I really wish my name had an L in it. I wanted to put in Lycanthropus Rex. )= And an H, for Hollow Hills. Ho hum. This was surprisingly hard to do, actually. Took me ages. And there's no way I'm uploading all of this. No-one reads this anyway. ... Might do a graphic for it, though. |
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| Jul. 18th, 2007 | 04:44 pm | ||||||
1. Mario Minor - Powerglove 2. Silent Waters - Amorphis 3. Victory Song - Ensiferum 4. Väkirauta - Korpiklaani 5. Devil For A Day - The Clan Destined 6. Rivendell - Rivendell 7. Kill The Director - The Wombats |
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| Jun. 20th, 2007 | 10:04 pm | ||||||
Comicgenesis, I don't give a shit about your server problems. You are one of the two biggest webcomic hosting services on the Internet, and you have been decidedly shoddy for over two weeks. What the FUCK? I NEED MY SUICIDE FOR HIRE FIX. Ugh. In other news (because I did promise something, y'know, interesting. Oh, wait...): I KILLED MY GHDS. Why, yes, I am a FUCKING MORON. In my defence - it was the middle of the night, it was dark, I'm a cripple, they were under a duvet, I was distracted on account of Carri being here. That doesn't ease the sting - the AGONY - of having to shell out £85 for new ones, though. Bye-bye, bonus, bye-bye. See you in February. Ohhh, Goooodddddddd. What else has happened? Oh, oh! Lorn and I are gonna go meet Cho in London, which is awesome. I have one - ONE! - more exam left, which is piss-easy anyway. BIBLE STORIES LULZ. I have - maybe, MAYBE - an idea for a El Laberinto Del Fauno femmeslash fic. Mercedes/Carmen, post-movie. The basic idea is that Mercedes is actually Moanna's maid, who followed her into the human world and waited in the mill for her. When Mercedes dies - and I'm pretty sure that's going to be at the hands of the next Captain Franco sends to the area - she will, of course, go back to the Underworld, where HOT LESBIAN SEX will prevail. OF COURSE. You can tell I wrote it 'cause there's lesbians. =DDDD I suddenly feel like Josh Lesnick, and that's...a wee bit worrying. I'm not as awesome as him, though. D'oh. D= So. What else? Oh, I saw Dr Wood - is that his name? I think it is - the other day, and I haven't had a single attack since I saw him last - which is AMAZING AND WONDERFUL AND YAAAAY! - so he says we should half my medication dose. I'll do so after my last exam, just to be sure, and I've got some emergency meds in the bathroom cabinet in case I have an attack. I'm getting used to walking with the cane. It's a little awkward, only having one hand - I'm used to being able to, I dunno, re-adjust my bag strap or whatever whilst I'm walking, and having actually to stop, hook my cane on my wrist and do so is quite annoying. And it makes carrying breakfast from the kitchen to the office difficult, too - what do you do with a glass AND a plate AND a cane, especially since I really can NOT walk without the thing in the mornings. Bad knee. BAD. Carri came over last night. It was one of those last-minute things, where she phoned up and we were like "OKAY COME OVER RIGHT NOW." I like it when that happens because, uh, she doesn't have a chance to decide she hates me again and pull out. No details, but suffice to say I'm really fucking tired, and really fucking happy. I got Lorn a Doctor Who birthday card that says You Are 6 Today. I think she'll appreciate it. XDD HAHA MY AC:WW TOWN IS PERFECT. Now I've just got to keep it that way. For fifteen days. ... BOLLOCKS. Haha. But I'm A Cheerleader got a rating somewhere in the thirties on RottenTomatoes. That doesn't surprise me, because a movie like that gets BLASTED as soon as you try to take it seriously/intellectually. It's still one of my favourite movies, on account of being AWESOME, and I do tire of the - quite often straight - people who say that one should never make light of the horrors of "gay rehab", as it is wonderfully named in the movie. This, my friends, is bollocks. The whole concept, the whole idea that one can somehow change someone's sexuality by enforcing the fulfilment of sterotypical heteronormative gender roles is so ridiculous that, to be honest, you have to laugh. Unless you're one of the kids in these places, in which case BREAK OUT THE LOCKPICKS. One review said that "Any self-respecting lesbian should rear up in horror at [this movie]." Well, shit. I mean, I've obviously lost the right to call myself a self-respecting dyke if I like an unashamedly trashy and ACTUALLY FUNNY movie about a real-life subject that is so absurd as to be hilarious when in a fictional setting? I'd like to make the point now that the person saying this was a straight bloke, who OF COURSE would know EXACTLY what "self-respecting lebians" should and should not do. Besides. THERE ARE LESBIANS. I thought these people would have learned by now. LESBIANS MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER. SERIOUSLY, people. GET A CLUE. *eyeroll* I've got to go in...ten minutes. Just enough time to expess my sincere - well, mostly - guilt over my abandoning of Bal-Sagoth over these past couple of weeks. Last week, Last.fm told me I'd listened to THREE TIMES as much Ensiferum as I did Bal-Sagoth. My gods. That's AWFUL. It's all this new music I've gotten. I love the great Gods of War as much as I ever did, but...I've just not had time to listen to them. Right? RIGHT?! Haha, no, seriously. I LOVE YOU LORD BYRON. <333333333 *ahem* Yeah, well, fuck it. I have muffins. =D |
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| Jun. 16th, 2007 | 12:00 am | ||||||
No, what I mean is actually listening to the music in my iTunes. There's a lot of it - 2909 songs at current count - and a lot of it has never actually been listened to. This is a bit worrying. And it's stupid thing to start at exactly midnight, with my mother and her friends getting drunk in the living room, but whatever. So, today's music: Leviathan. Warning: This band is very, very fucking weird. Now, I'm no stranger to weird. The deepest recesses of the Black Metal spectrum are comfortable homes for me, both as a devotee of Terrorizer and Zero Tolerance, and as a regular in the Gaia Metal forum (that festering swamp of elitism and Stormbeard-allied jerks we all know and love, har har). Anaal Nathrakh? Easy listening. Pig Destroyer? No problem. Mayhem? Sweet. But this is just...odd. And I don't mean that in a bad way, because I honestlydo enjoy listening to this. It's experimental Black Metal, and in those three words you can tell what's coming next, yeah? Yeah. Bit of background info. It's a one-man band, done by Wrest, based - surprisingly - in the US. Don't confuse them with the TWELVE other bands by the same name, by the way, all of which...also come from the US. ( Discography under here ) I have the 2001 demo, Howl Mockery At the Cross, which is really very excellent. ( Howl Mockery At The Cross Track List ) I want to focus on one track in particular - "Lycanthropus Rex". This, as you can probably guess from the title, is a song about...werewolves. Or one werewolf in particular - of course, the lyrics are completely incomprehensible and probably in fucking Norwegian, so no great illuminations to be found there. From the beginning, we've got the defining traits of the album. Thud thud thud-thud thud thud...deep, growling chords, fast, punctuated with cymbals and bass drum. And then we break into the...well, for lack of a better word, 'riff' of the piece - a slithering, snarling two-chord wyrm, glissandoing from suspension to suspension and back again. Lovely. It's over blastbeats - standard BM fare, of course, but nicely delivered with the odd break. At 0:33 the drums drop out, leaving these gorgeously hollow guitars, and then we have the vocals. Screeching maw comes to mind - these are nigh-indescribable. They crawl and claw their way around the soundscape, here growling, here screeching, here rattling like the throat of Death himself. There's a very Anaal Nathrakh-y quality to them, at times - this opening passage, or at least the vocals, give me flashes of "Rage, Rage Against The Dying Of The Light", especially the eponymous refrain. At 0:49 the drums kick in again, momentarily sticking with harsh cymbals and bass before bursting into the blastbeats of previous...briefly. The nostalgia - of all of 50 seconds - doesn't last long, as we're into a slow section at 1:05, a sustained chord hanging in the air, then the riff breaking down into depper chords over gunshot drums. The vocals are still very much present, until they break off with a harsh grunt at 1:37, signalling the return to blastbeats, though the first riff is still absent from the mix. Back to slow at 1:52, until at 2:20 we're catapaulted into a new tempo - a mid-speed mix of toms and high cymbal, a guttural screech over the top of of lovely low quitars, repeating a new riff - one that I like a lot - until, at 2:39... The old riff returns, triumphant! Devoid of other instruments, but what's this sound sample creeping in? Bestial grunts and snarlings, and at 3:11 the guitars fade out, leaving the wolf to snarl to its full. At 3:23, we're taken in a whole new direction, a surprisingly mellow bass-and-synth-male-choir-vox riff over mid-tempo beats. Harsh vocals make a welcome return at 3:52, over the same instrumentalisation, and female vox are starting to creep into the synth. Thr riff changes at 4:13, still retatining the same atmospheric presence it had before. Vocals build themselves up into a growling hurricane over this calm base, pausing to make Venom-esque panting noises at 4:47 and 4:57. Then, with a thud of the drums, we're into a new, harsher section, reminiscent of the first mid-tempo section of the song. There's still a hint of synth in there somewhere, echoing the bass. Suddenly, at 6:06, the initial riff makes its glorious re-entry, for one final scramble to the finish. It's as if we're back at the beginning, blastbeats and all. The drums break at 6:35 into harsh mid-beats, as everything fades to black. Gorgeous. Truly wonderful. Everyone should listen to this song (and, in fact, this whole album.) Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to kill some babies. |
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| Jun. 15th, 2007 | 06:33 am | ||||||
Well, given that I don't listen to the Top 40, pop, rock, rap, dance, R&B or country... I don't download music from iTunes in the first place unless there's one of those 'get free songs for your Coke addiction' offers. And even then they don't usually have any music I like. They didn't have any Ensiferum! DX I mostly download from blogs, anyway. W00t. 2. Are there any musicians for whom you've downloaded a significant amount of their material yet own few or none of their albums? YES INDEED. Most of them. =D The only band I own all the albums for is Bal-Sagoth. That's it. Everyone else I download, I might own one or two albums if I really love them. Seriously. 3. Have you ever enjoyed a downloaded album so much that you went and bought the physical album? YES. Gamma Ray's No World Order! It's a fantastic album, I had practically the whole thing, but I went out and bought it because it was WONDERFUL. 4. How many different ways of playing music do you own (such as radio, stereo system, computer, Walkman/Discman, mp3 player, mp3-ready phone, etc.)? Um. Computer, iPod, CD-playing clock-radio, CD walkman, stereo, phone-that-might-play-mp3s-if-I-didn't-h 5. Do you still have and/or play a favorite vinyl album, cassette tape, or 8-track tape? No, not really. My musical tastes have changed dramatically in the past four years or so, and I've been buying CDs for most of that time, so I don't think there's anything I particularly love on any of the old (read: obsolete) formats. Ho hum. |
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| Jun. 4th, 2007 | 08:59 am | ||||||
OH WELL. List 10 of your favourite songs that begin with the first letter you see when you look to the left. ...T! Because I don't want to go through hundreds of songs, I'll ignore songs starting with 'The'. In alphabetical order... 1. Taste of India - Aerosmith 2. Televators - The Mars Volta 3. That's What The Wise Lady Said - Angtoria 4. Theme Park Blues - The Wombats 5. Thwarted By The Dark (Blade Of The Vampyre Hunter) - Bal-Sagoth 6. To Dethrone The Witch-Queen of Mytos K'Unn (The Legend of the Battle of Blackhelm Vale) - Bal-Sagoth 7. To Storm the Cyclopean Gates of Byzantium - Bal-Sagoth 8. Tomorrow Comes Today - Gorillaz 9. Truce - Dresden Dolls 10. Two Moons - Amorphis |
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| May. 16th, 2007 | 09:24 pm | ||||||
Not quite sure why. Haven't had much to say, but I've had plenty of time to say it in. Updates: Coursework is over! For good! I got my final marks - well, as final as they get before they're moderated - for ICT and Textiles. 98 out of 104 for Textiles, 137 out of 157 for ICT. So I'm pretty happy about that. First exams tomorrow. RE Ethics and Spanish Listening. Not fun. I haven't really revised as much as I should have. Okay, fine, I haven't revised NEARLY as much as I should have but then again I got an A in my mock without revising AT ALL for RE. And I'll have a couple of hours between the two to revise for Spanish Listening, which is the easy Spanish exam anyway. So it could be worse. I'll revise in a bit, and on the bus in the morning. What else...? I might be getting an external hard drive! I've been lusting after one for a while, because I've only got 100Gb on this computer and I've barely got any of THAT left, even using both drives. The EHD I want is 250Gb, sexy as fuck, and 70 quid. I'm thinking about using some of the money from the savings account - since that money's gonna go on the laptop anyway, I might as well get the EHD and then get a laptop without the vast stores of memory I'd need otherwise. Then I can set up a wireless network and fileshare between the two. Very useful. Which reminds me - I need to get a wireless adapter for my desktop, because being four years old it doesn't have one. I need a new USB hub, too, since the old one's only got four ports on it and I'll need at least two more soon. Got Saiyuki Reload 7 the other day. Eeee. Most Gojyo/Hakkai moment EVER and seriously that's saying quite a lot. Aww, I love Gojyo. He's very sweet, really. I mean, for a guy. Hakkai is just fucking creepy but in a vaguely awesome way so THAT'S ALL ALRIGHT THEN. I posted to queer_rage about my dad's 'there are too many gay people on Torchwood!' whining. Two nice comments since, both from people within the fandom - which is pretty predictable, I guess. I think I recognize one of them from torchwoodcoffee or maybe tw_archives but I can't remember that well. All the comms for one fandom tend to sort of blend into one for me, except at_the_ritz I guess because that's a little different from the others. And inthesestones, which is just MADE OF PURE AWESOME. I have a horrible cold. Or, rather, the aftermath of a horrible cold, which means a runny nose and no singing voice. And not much of a talking voice either, for that matter. Blegh. I hate not being able to sing. I'm so used to singing along ALL THE TIME it's really jarring suddenly not to be able to. I mean, I've got maybe an octave range at the moment and it's pretty low. FUCKING USELESS. I really hate this. Eurovision was funny. Ukraine were AWESOME no matter what anyone else says. TIMMY MALLET IN TINFOIL. I love how no-one remembers Timmy Mallet except me. XD The Serbian entry was nice. There's a lot of debate about whether Marija Šerifović is gay or not, and I've heard conflicting articles and rumours. My gaydar started screaming the moment I saw her but that might just be wishful thinking. I did see someone in the crowd waving a rainbow flag, though. Oh, also! I HAVE A WEBSITE! Wahey. It's recs, the Comic, some shit about me, and some of my fic (which I haven't put up yet). The 'journal' link links back to here, though. I think this probably means I won't be updating the Reclist on my journal anymore - I'll just update the one on the site. I have new pills, by the way. Well, sort of. I'm still on the Omeprazole regularly, but Dr Wood got me some new stuff...can't remember what it's called, but it's for if I have an attack - I couldn't take the Kolanticon gel in conjunction with the Omeprazole but this stuff should work, so we'll see. It's mostly in case I have an attack the day I have an exam - since I can't miss an exam, but I can't take it if I'm in abdominal agony, I need pills. Voila. Hope they work. If they don't I guess I'll just have to tip some Codine down my throat and hope for the best. Ignoring the liver damage, I suppose. Can't wait 'til bloody Saturday. I've not got any exams on Friday so it's clean sailing from tomorrow onwards. I NEED MY DOCTOR. I can't believe they postponed it because of fucking EUROVISION. I mean, it's fun, but it's nowhere near important enough to usurp Doctor Who. (Is anything?) I mean, I really only watched it because Lordi were introducing it. And because Apocalyptica were the interval act. YAY APOCALYPTICA. They are brilliant, of course. I was so fucking pissed off, though - bloody Terry bloody Wogan TALKED OVER THEM. He was just going on and on about the circus act and I couldn't hear a fucking note from those cellos. I was SO PISSED OFF. I hate Terry Wogan. D< Oooh, I got Gamma Ray's No World Order! album. It's AWESOME. I'd had a few songs off it before - Dethrone Tyranny, The Heart of the Unicorn, Damn the Machine, plus a couple of others - but it's such a fantastic album! I mean, seriously. I've been waking up to it for the past week or so. Love, love, love. Ahahah, JERRY FALWELL'S DEAD. Now, itainohime may have respect for the dead, but I bloody don't. DING DONG, THE WITCH IS DEAD. YAY. Sorry - actually, no, I'm not - but he was a fucking bastard and I hope he suffered. He deserved it. On that note - ha ha - Uncle Martin's staying. No, I don't think he deserves to die - of course not! - but he's a Republican and isn't happy that Falwell's dead. So... Eww, Republicans. NO ME GUSTAN. Anyway. I really need to go revise. Blegh. |
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| May. 1st, 2007 | 10:10 pm | ||||||
So I've updated the reclist, AGAIN. I bookmarked something like half a dozen fics the other day - a huge pile of brilliant fic suddenly arrived at once - so I wanted to get them on the list. I'm really thinking of pimping it out to some communities, as long as it's not against the rules. I might post a couple of my own fics along with it, to qualify it as a proper post. I'd love to get some feedback, see if people have other fics they'd like to rec. I do hope no authors have a problem with me reccing their stuff. Some people say you should ask before you rec, but then this is an ongoing list and I'm sure Lady Paperclip - who's every fic, pretty much, gets recced - and others like her would get really sick of my simpering 'Can I rec your fic? *gigglesnort*' mating call. Yeeeeeah. So, Bal-Sagoth! Haha, like I ever talk about anything else. Got The Chthonic Chronicles today, and I got The Power Comic - FUCKING FINALLY - a couple of weeks ago (so I've probably posted about that already, so whatever). All six! Finally! And that's a little depressing because chances are there aren't going to be any more - what with Hatheg-Kla on the first album and Return to Hatheg-Kla on the last, making is a complete circle, and the constant references to it as a 'hexology'. Byron's saying maybe there'll be a graphic novel, which would be BRILLIANT - the characters and stories are so rich, they're ACHING to be applied to a visual arts medium, and graphic novels would be a really good way of doing it. I want to see how Byron envisions Joachim Blokk. <33 (Yes, I do latch onto the minor characters, don't I? But he was the first Bal-Sagoth character I ever sketched, and anyway; he has a katana. That makes him cool, MMKAY ?!) Sooo. What else has happened, recently? OH YEAH I got my final ICT coursework grade! I got 137 out of 157, which is 87%, which is an A*, which is FUCKING BRILLIANT, considering I totally wasn't expecting to get a decent grade. I got full marks on the Key Skills exam last year (which means I don't have to take it again this year - YAY), so I've got 20% left in the last exam, which is also the most worrying. Thing is, he hasn't taught us any of what we need to know for that, and doing some practice papers recently I've been completely stuck. Quite worrying. But still, I only need to get...something like half marks on that still to get an A* for my final grade, so that's okay. Ahahah, prom is going to SUCK, but there will also be elements of EXTREME AWESOME. My cummerbund and bow tie came today, I'm borrowing my dad's morning jacket, I've ordered a top hat - a collapsible one! - from eBay, and we're going shopping for trousers and a shirt on Sunday, and I'm wearing my high-heeled boots (which I haven't worn in ages - I hope they still fit. Should do.) Robin and I are buying each other's corsages, which'll be nice. Not going to the afterparty - it'll be full of all the stupid cunts I hate, and I don't need to get wasted to have a nice night, so I have no desire whatsoever to go. Getting my hair cut this Thursday (which reminds me - I need to get some of that Maths homework done on Wednesday otherwise I'm royally fucked). Only getting rid of the split ends, really - I don't want to cut it too short because I love having incredibly long hair. XD Lorn's bringing Dan, apparently, and since Lorn, Hana K and I are the only people he knows, it'll be interesting. He's very sweet, though, although the bastard had better not steal my fucking hat again. Rob and Robin broke up - Robin, apparently, didn't feel the need to tell me - so Rin's taking some bloke called Robert. It's all really stupid, to be honest, because she's so indecisive she'll break up with him in a couple of weeks anyway. BESIDES, the whole issue of the prom is supremely idiotic because isn't it just an excuse for all the prettyprettythinrich girls to buy ridiculously expensive dresses - correction: to get their parents to buy them ridiculously expensive dresses - and show off their ugly boyfriends? I believe Kara now has FOUR dresses, because she and Harriet Kurylec got the same Ted Baker one - ohhh, how I loathe designer labels! - and then she and someone else got the same colour red and it's so STUPID. I'm going to be the only girl in a tux and I GUARANTEE I will look cooler - not more attractive, 'cause, well, this is ME, but still COOLER - than 90% of the airheaded idiots there. Apparently a load of them are skipping school on that Friday, just so they can get ready. HONESTLY. That's really just pathetic, isn't it? Oh, and Fi's not going. I mean, she was never going to, and I respect that - she's stuck to her guns, despite everyone trying to persuade her otherwise, which I didn't manage. But still, it would be a lot more awesome with her there, and she'd look fantastic, I bet. Oh well. It's pretty late and I don't have much else to say, I suppose. I'm getting the itch to look for some Sandman fic but the books are so...dear to me, I guess, I don't want to ruin them with shitty fanfic. I might just stick with recs, to be honest. Oh, also! Carri's coming over on Sunday - and Monday's a Bank Holiday, so she's staying over - and we're gonna watch all those videos that we've been saying, y'know, 'Oh, you have to see this movie!' and so on. So it'll be The History Boys, The Animatrix, Interstella 5555, Pan's Labryinth, and whatever else we can fit in, I guess. Plus an episdode of The West Wing, because I desparately want her to see it, and also because it's on on Sunday night and there is no way in HELL I am missing it. <33 Okay, so I think I've officially run out of things to say now. Except that I've ordered a load of things from Amazon and so on - FMA volume 5, Death Note volume 11, Gamma Ray's 'No World Order!', and an AWESOME windowsticker that says "Have you hugged a moose today?" YAY Oooh, Toma just emailed me! I MUST REPLY. Haha, fail, Moose. G'night, dolls. |
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| POWER COSMIC EEEEEE. (And some other stuff, I guess.) | ||||||
| Apr. 19th, 2007 | 08:18 pm | ||||||
First two days back at the Brain Bleach factory = NOT FUN. I mean, school never is anyway, but I just....blehh. I'm tired and there's all this work and coursework is evil and I don't know. Things are weird and I don't like it. On the plus side - I got my Pikachu tamagochi back! It was, in fact, on the back of Fi's dress, and she brought it back today, with lots of steps on it. YAY. Which means I can finally link it up to Pokémon Gold on the GBC, which will be AWESOME. Also, also! THE POWER COSMIC CAME! I am so unbelievably happy, you have no idea. This is bloody brilliant. It's a FANTASTIC CD, even by Bal-Sagoth's standards. It was so sweet - the guy who sold it to me on Amazon put a little handwritten note on the delivery slip, saying "This is a terrific CD. Hope you like it. Enjoy!" And that it just the sweetest thing ever, not to mention OMG ANOTHER BAL-SAGOTH FAN EXISTS IN THE WORLD. Haaaah. Umm, what else? Fi lent me House Season 2. YAY. Mum's in Paris singing, so I'm cooking until Sunday, for the both of us. And considering what a bloody picky eater he is, this is going to be hard. HO WELL. It's not like I actually care about, y'know, catering to his every whim, but his whining gets very annoying. Ummmm, what else. I've been shouting TENTACLE RAAAAPE! at Hannah K a lot, ever since our 4-hour-plus phone conversation on Monday night (I swear, I almost never use the phone! But on the incredibly rare occasions I do, the talks go on for HOURS). It makes her squeal and slap me, which is quite amusing. =D OGOD I'm really...not worried, exactly, but starting to panic about my Spanish Oral. I'm so fucking bad at Spanish! And it's a week today and I'm...yeah. I'm probably fucked because I can never remember any vocab and I always screw up the verb conjugations and everything, and I can just GUARANTEE the general questions and roleplay will be on the sections I'm worst at. OF COURSE. On that note, I had a maths test today. Everyone else has known about it since before the holiday, but because I wasn't here I didn't, and Ana didn't tell me 'cause the text she sent didn't send and she couldn't be arsed to email me. So, I've failed that one. Didn't do about a quarter of the questions and spent the last twenty minutes (of an hour) drawing a rather cool African-looking girl with lots of piercings and dreadlocks. Her face is half off the paper, because I did that thing I do of starting with an eye on the side of the page and then sort of constructing a face in the small amount of space I have left. Oops. I might lightbox her at some point, I dunno. Everything always looks worse when I scan it in, though. Bleh. Breed 77 gig on Mondaaaaay. This is going to be freaking AWESOME. I'm going with Lach and Fi and....yeahhh. Lach is gonna be coming back from D of E on that weekend so she'll be exhausted. Not to mention that the only gigs she's ever been to in the past are Muse and Placebo, which by all accounts were the most gentle gigs EVER. She's never seen a moshpit in her LIFE. She's gonna DIE. Oh well? XD OMG I CAN'T WAIT. Ahem. I'm reading feminist blogs about the super-sexist portrayal of women in comics, and I quite like it. As someone who mostly reads (shonen) manga or Sandman-type comics I don't really come into consact with the Spandex-suited Superwomen much, but it does piss me off that a woman can't seem to have superpowers without being a DD-cup, size 4 and wearing skin-tight suits with dangerously low necklines. And pouting at the camera a lot. Hmm. I mean, it's not that I'm complaining about the eye candy, exactly. I mean, I am totally the last person to complain about being shown cleavage in comics. TOTALLY. But of course I am complaining about it because as much as I enjoy it I'd actually rather see less-attractive (le gasp!), but still totally awesome women in comics. Like Hazel and Foxglove! Or Barbie, or Thessaly (who is still bloody sexy if I say so, MMKAY?), or - yes, you saw this coming - Death. Actually, I still have a huge soft-spot for Despair, who I think is wonderful. And I look like her, too! Same basic size, anyway. I'm not, uh, naked all the time, though. I need to re-read Sandman. Of course, reading Volume One is a little difficult since Lorn KILLED IT. She KILLED IT DEAD. WITH WATER. And now it's all crinkly and blah. DDX I've added some more fics to the reclist, by the way. A lot of them are BRILLIANT and there's a few excellent crossovers, so, yes. READ. I'm really running out of a) coherence and b) things to say. Ho hum. See you in Disneyland. <3 |
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| Mar. 24th, 2007 | 09:02 pm | ||||||
And that's mostly because I didn't have an internet until Wednesday night and I've been really fucking busy since then, so. Okay, so, what's happened? Number uno - the intarwebz. We just got so fucking SICK of the Minster Network that we got BT Intarwebz. And it's rather wonderful, actually. It wound up in dad having to get a new computer - a rather gorgeous MiniMac which is maybe the same size and three times the thickness of a freaking CD case? - because his G4 is far too fucked up to take Mac OS X anymore, and the internet software wouldn't work with 9.2. GOD, FINALLY. I still don't have Wireless, though. Despite everything I said about needing to set up a wireless network between the laptop - and, eventually, my own laptop, when I get it - and my desktop, they just plugged it into the wire-carried Broadband. But I'm not complaining too much because they've promised that they'll get me a wireless adapter when I get the laptop, and anyway I'm just so damn grateful to have a proper internet. It also means that I can use wireless on the laptop anywhere in the house - I've not tried the garden yet but it's a three bar signal in the office, so that's a good omen - plus I've connected my Wii and DS to Nintendo Wi-Fi, and that's also awesome. What else? I can't believe term ends on Thursday! I have SO MUCH WORK TO DO OH MY GOD. Textiles, ICT and RE coursework. Fucking hell. That's tomorrow sorted, then. *groan* Carri's coming over - hopefully - that Friday, though. Which is, obviously, something to look forward to. Unless she hates me for kissing her - in public (which for me is not a big thing, but she can be iffy about it) - before I got on the bus today. =B But I hope not. There were no outraged shouts of protest, anyway, but I had to get on the bus before I could gauge her reaction. XD Also, Fi and Hannah B's party is that day, which is cool. YAAAY. Lach's party was today! It was funnn. We went to the Flaming Dragon in the CornerHouse, which was rather kickass, since it's another all-you-can-eat buffet, which really nice oriental food. Who was there...Lach (uh, obviously), me (DUH), Rin, Ana, Kulpreet, Lindsay, Hannah K, Carri, Rach, Caitlin and Lorn. So that was all good. I still feel like even more of a bloody elephant. I should never be allowed near an all-you-can-eat, I swear. DX We still haven't actually got Lach's present, I might add. We're getting her House Season 1 on DVD - and she doesn't read this, I know, so I'm safe to say that - but I've had no money and no internet and will have no money until the 28th - Wednesday has never seemed so bloody far away, I swear - so I haven't been able to order it off Amazon. Whoopsiedoodle. OH YEAH. We're seeing Breed 77! I am so fucking happy, eeeeee! Lach - ack - an' Fi an' I are going to see 'em at Rock City on April 23rd. YAAAY. Lach ordered the tickets last night and I'm not entirely sure how she'll cope because she's never been in a moshpit before. I think she went to Muse and she went to Placebo - which was like the least violent gig I have EVER been to - so this'll only be her third concert. And we all know how nuts I go when it's a band like that, so... I wanna see Fi mosh. X3 I really wish the Dresden Dolls would tour here. They did a one-off show at the Roundhouse in Camden a little while ago but obviously I couln't go, but I would bloody kill to see 'em live. And they are so freakin' awesome and Amanda is so damn gorgeous and ACK. Damn their talent. D= ALSO The Wombats are playing the Social - I have NO IDEA where that is, by the way - in Nottingham in...uh....May?? and I SO HAVE TO SEE THEM. Because they are brilliant and wonderful and I love 'em. <3 PATRIIIIIICIAAAAAH. THE STRIIIPAAAAAH. YOOO ARE MYYYYYY SUUUUUNSHIIIIIIINE. <333333333 You can just see this degernerating into my usual random bullshit-type entry, yeah? Oh well. What else has happened, anyway? I really can't remember which is a little worrying, but I'm used to it, I guess. Not like I have ANY memory to speak of, except for lyrics. O GOD. I was singing in the shower a couple of days ago - I know, I know - and I sort of ran out of songs I can a) sing and b) remember the lyrics to, so I was scanning my memory for random shit and then I remembered Dragonforce - I know, I KNOW - and I suddenly realisd I couldn't remember any of their lyrics! They had a few songs that I knew word perfectly about six months ago when I really loved them, and now I can't remember like a single word. HAH. Gamma Ray has taken their place, I guess. Except without the vauge embarrasment of liking a band that's just so goddamn BAD. XD (Although not as bad as Rhapsody of Fire. Gawd. *snerk*) Loving the Friendly Hostility storyline at the moment. Faaaatimaaaaaaaa. <3333 She is so fucking hot, seriously. I know I have, uh, odd taste in women, but she is goorgeous. And snarky and super-smart and like ARATH BUT FEMALE. Mmm. <3 I have a horrible feeling that if I ever met her - if she was, y'know, real - I'd turn into Amanda and fangirl horribly. But I wouldn't headbutt her. ^.~ I have pocky. Or, rather, I had not-pocky, because it was Pepero - which is like pocky but actually a rip-off - because the Chinese supermarket was all out of pocky. But I also have Koala snacks and Yan-Yan, so THAT'S ALL ALRIGHT THEN. I know, not a post goes by without that phrase and at least one ASCII heart. OH WELL. Ohhh, also, I have Pan's Labryinth on DVD! I am so freaking HAPPY oh my god. <3333 Surprisingly, my (idiot) mother got it me. I mean, seriously? I think she wants it for herself, really, but she never watches DVDs anyway. It's QUITE ODD. I don't think I've mentioned this before, but it's both odd, irritating and a little amusing: As we know, I don't really do the whole Mother's Day thing. In fact, I make a point of not doing that sort of thing, becuse commercialised holidays are idiotic and just oil the gears of commerce with the blood of the worker okay I'm done with the clichés now, really honest. But anyway, what happened was - Mother's Day, ten in the morning, and I'm quite happily asleep. And then the door opens and my dad's standing there, and I'm NAKED, by the way, because I always sleep naked (unless I have, uh, polite company over, or my stomach's acting up and needs to be kept warm) and he says, in a loud voice, which is the last thing just-woken-up-me wants to hear, "Have you got your mother a present?" and my immediate reaction is 'whuh? No!' because, of course, I haven't. And the subject definitely hasn't been brought up before, so as far as I know she doesn't expect one and he doesn't expect me to get one so I don't expect to get her one. And he says "What the hell, why not?" and I'm like "Well, y'know, I don't believe in Mother's Day" and he goes off on this great rant about how it's not about what I believe and how my (idiot) mother's really upset and how I'm so SELFISH and honestly after all we DO for you you treat us so BADLY and EMOEMOEMO. And then he slams the door and I go back to sleep. I have very stupid parents. *eyeroll* Haha, I'm really fulfilling DeadJournal's sterotype, huh? Oh, also, I'm really stupid. Well, I am anyway, but for this specific reason right now - it's my turn to get the hot chocolate for the classroom (even though I got it the two times before the last one. But oh well) and so we dropped into Tesco on Friday, on the way back from Repton, and I got the Cadbury's stuff, and then I got it home and realised it's only for use with...hot milk. BUGGER. OH ALSO Friday! God, this is the weirdest thing ever to happen, I swear. So I had a singing lesson on Friday, as usual. So we get in the car after school and drive the hour-or-so to Nicki's house in Repton. We get there and - in the FREEZING FUCKING COLD, I might add - and cross the road to her house and ring the bell. Nothing. Ring it again. Nothing. Ring it again. STILLl nothing. So we go round the back, try the gate. Nothing. We ring her mobile - it's odd. Odd. So we go back to the car, wondering if maybe she's popped out to the shops or something. Sit there for fifteen minutes, and she's not back. Her car - a huge, ancient, grey Jeep - is still there, but she and the kids and her husband and the nanny certainly aren't. So mum leaves a message on her answerphone, and we wait another fifteen minutes. And there's no answer, and she doesn't come back. So we give up and go home again. That's three hours sitting in a car for nothing. Brutal. I'm giving her the benefit of the doubt, because she's NICKI for chrissake, she wouldn't just skip out on a lesson unles she had a really damn good reason, but my mum's...less confident. And she still hasn't gotten back to us. I'm a little worried, actually. (She's not on any recent deaths list, though. Thankfully. Yes, I know I'm bloody paranoid, thanks for mentioning it.) I can't think of anything much more to say, really. See ya later, fuckers. <3 |
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| Mar. 16th, 2007 | 12:38 pm | ||||||
I sweartagawd, it's like missing a freaking LIMB. I'm on the - crappy, crappy - school computers in the library, which SUCK and don't even have bloody plasma monitors and teh keyboards are horrible and don't have supports and UGH. And I'm so unused to blue taskbars. XD So. I was ill on Wednesday and I still feel, hnn, somewhat like shit. My stomach feels all weird and icky. And I have a singing lesson today, which means a 40-minute drive after school and then an hour-and-a-half drive to get back home afterwards. Which is totally fucking brutal, and not in the good way. At least it's Friday? I'm seeing Robin at the weekend HOMGZ. YAY. FUCKIN' FINALLY. I haven't seen him in FOREVER and he's like the one person guaranteed not to run away when I hug him. YAAAY. Today was the last day for handing in the sixth-form grouping forms. I was gonna be with Carri, Mary Featherbitch and Lorn - O GOD NO, and that was only because Carri felt sorry for them - and possibly me, actually - and didn't want 'em to be on their own. But Rin decided she didn't want me to be miserable, which is odd, and now we've changed the groups and it's gonna be me, Fi and Carri, and then Lorn and Mary in another group. SO THAT'S ALL ALRIGHT THEN. Apparently, Mary thinks that Harriet Orme is 'a nice person'. I'm not entirely sure what planet she's living on, but it sure ain't mine. What eeeelse~... OH YEAH BRRED 77 OOOOOH. I'm seeing 'em on April 23rd, with any luck, and at least I know there'll be people who want to come with me this time, 'cause everyone seems to like 'em, which is cool. I have their two most recent album - might get Un Encuentro when it comes out, as well - and there was an article about 'em in Metal Hammer this month. YAY. OH ALSO. I went into Smiths last night after my piano lesson to get magazines and some treasury tags and stuff, and they usually have Kerrang, Metal Hammer and Terrorizer on the same stand, that one corner of the magazine racks that's got all the music mags, right? AND TERRORIZER WASN'T THERE. WHAT THE FUCK. The new one comes out in like two weeks and I don't know where I'm gonna get this one from because no WAY am I going to miss a fucking issue! I need my metal. T_T Spanish sucks so fucking much right now. We're doing questions from the oral booklet and we have so much homework after like every lesson. FUCK. RE coursework and ICT coursework and Textiles coursework and Maths coursework. WE HAVE LIKE TWO WEEKS TO FINISH EVERYTHING JEEZUS FUCKING CHRIST. Mrs Hill says we're not supposed to have social lives. Haha. Alex says hi, also. Because she's sitting behind me and watching Nay wander around on MySpace and also wathing me type. SO. Boooooored. You can tell, huh? Oh, also, also! We're getting new internet on Wednesdaaaay. We got so sick of the bloody minster internet, which sucks and is off half the time - oh, by the way, we found out why that is, and amazingly it's not even Fraiser's fault. It's 'cause all the wiring of the Minster system SUCKS INCREDIBLE AMOUNT OF ASS. So we're switching to BT, which has a free Skype-type-thing phone and a virtual hard drive service, which is kickass. But still. No intarwebz 'til WEDNESDAY?! *flail* Nay and Alex are looking at very pervy pics on MySpace. People think waaaay too much of themselves. I mean, seriously. *dances* *knee* OW. OH YEAH THAT REMINDS ME my knee still freakin' hurts. After like...what...a month? More? And it really kills and OW. And I have to kneel down to get to my locker and I swear I can hear my kneecaps clicking really fuckin' loudly. And other people can hear it too, so I'm not just imagining it like the hypochondriac I am. NORLY. Cliff on my file is looking at me in a weird way. OH YEAH! THAT REMINDS ME - again, again, again - the Kerrang Icons thing came out the other day, and I got it yesterday. What the FUCK?! Cliff was like number 70-something, and James was above Lars AND Kirk AND Cliff. WHUT. He's the stupid one! And Lord Byron wasn't even on it - well, like he would be DX - and Duff wasn't! WHAT THE FUCK. Angus Young was #1, which is okay I guess, and Ville Valo was quite far down, which was funny. Steve and Bruce were like #40-somethings, which was STUPID AS HELL. I don't think the Filthster was even on it. XDD Blaaaah. The other IE window just froze. Rrgh. WHORE. And now I'm on bloody MySpace. OH NOEZ THE SCENE COOTIES ARE INFECTING MEEEEEE. Okay, Last.fm. Better. XD I'm bored of doing stuff now. CIAO DOUCHEBAGS. <3 |
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| Mar. 4th, 2007 | 01:06 pm | ||||||
We put salt on starberry shortcake and made her eat it. Ooer. XD I have to back to that restaraunt, though. It kicks much ass. What else has happened...? OH YEAH I got Amorphis' Eclipse album from Virgin. AND THEY HAD THE CHTHONIC CHRONICLES OMG. After what, a year and a half of '...why does no-one have Bal-Sagoth CDs? D=' THEY ACTUALLY HAD IT EEE. But I can't get it yet. Because I haven't got The Power Cosmic. Curses. DDX IIII have a singing lesson in a bit, so I need to get my makeup on and warm up and stuff. God, this album is fantastic. =3 Oh, also, The Ultimate Matrix came - have I said that already? - and Carri and I watched Revolutions. Haha. It sucked even more than I expected it to. But I'm so happy Trinity's dead. 'Cause, y'know, she was an idiot. But still. WORST DEATH SCENE EVER. And no Twins. But I knew that already. But still. WHAT'S THE POINT IN ANYTHING IF YOU HAVEN'T GOT CREEPY AS FUCK ALBINO PSYCHO PROGRAM ASSASSINS?! Ee. <3 SO YEAH. I have to go. CURSES. BUT I am also happy 'cause Angtoria won all three Metal Storm awards they were nominated for. AND I VOTED. Yay. =3 ANYWAY. Going. MOTHERDOUCHEBAG. =P |
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| Mar. 1st, 2007 | 08:26 pm | ||||||
Assholes. Still. A vision of a new, better, MCR-less world. Something to cherish, hmmm? In other news: What the FUCK. They're not selling day-tickets for Download 2007? THE FUCK?! The one year there's only one day I want to go to - Sunday, because OMGMAIDENSQUEE - and they don't sell fucking day tickets. FUCK. BUT OMG I might be going - maybe, maybe - to WACKEN. EEE. *faints from joy* ANYWAY. RE coursework = TEH SUCK. Stupid Jeebus. Stupid L00k. Rrr. Also Fi lost like all my preparatory work for my ICT Terminal Task, which is like A WHOLE MONTH'S WORK 'cause she pulled out my memory stick while I was saving and it was like - BAHLEEEEEET. ALLGONE. Whore. >.< So I have no fucking idea what I'm gonna do, now. I'm fucked. Bah. ANYWAY. Manga in the post right now - Death Note Volume 10 - EEEEE - and Wild Adapter volume 1 and Bus Gamer 1999-2001 volume 1. Those last two are Minekura mangas, and if they're half as good as Saiyuki I will be very, very happy. Especially with her usual yaoi overtones. Mmmm, subtext. Damn, I want Reclaiming Camelot to update and finish so I can rec it. Because it's very awesome. Mm. And dead!Gwen is always good. XD Tosh is so sweet. And hot. BUT NOT AS HOT AS SUZIE. Mm, necrophilia. XD Also ordered Breed 77 - En Mi Sangre. I really wanted to get The Power Cosmic as well - because, yeah, OMGBAL-SAGOTH - but it was like a tenner and I really can't afford that right now. Since the last time I ordered it for about a fiver and then they were like 'yeah, that's our last copy, and it's all scratched and shit'. So it's expensive so I'll have to wait until I get more money or it gets cheaper. I WANT MY METAL, DAMMIT. DDDD= BUT The Ultimate Matrix came today, which is cool. 10 DVDs for a fiver. YAY. And Gravitation Ex is in the post as well. Lotsofmanga. Yay. What else...? Handed in my AS options sheet today. Music, English Language, Psychology and Sociology. Had an argument with my parents, who want me to take Biology. In two words: Fuck. That. It's not like I actually need anything besides Music - as long as I get good grades in the others, who cares? Everything else is sort of peripheral. And I don't need to go to university, either - I probably will, because it makes things easier, but if I find a band before then, what's the point? You can't very well study AND tour at the same time. Something of a conflict of interests. I have nothing else to say and I really should get on with some actual work maybe. Bah. Ciao, fuckers. <3 |
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| Feb. 14th, 2007 | 10:11 pm | ||||||
Look, I'm not a bitter pathetic single angsting at the world. I'm NOT. I'm bitter and pathetic but I'm not single and yes I may angst but christ at least I don't have a stupid fringe or wear polka-dots. It's just... It's not even a real holiday. I mean, seriously - sure, St Valentine did exist and he's on the Catholic calendar (and why they get a say in things I don't know. Idiots.) but there's no basis for a holiday on this date, no actual reason to make such a HUGE FUCKING DEAL out of it. At least most other holidays have solstices or whatever as a historical basis. Anyway, if you need proof that your significant other loves you, do you really trust them, hmm? Honestly, the whole thing's just a big excuse for the card companies to make ridiculous amounts of money. And yes, I do know that I'm parroting exactly what every angst-filled teenager the world over (or at least that part of the world that celebrates Valentine's day) is saying/blogging/writing/screaming/sobbin IN OTHER NEWS: Officially a House/Wilson shipper now. I mean, obviously, I've shipped it ever since I saw, like, ONE episode. But I'm joining the dA club and whatnot. So it's official now, see? XD Also...Power Cosmic order got cancelled/refunded. The one I ordered was all scratched up and it was the last one. BUGGER. I want my Bal-Sagoth, dammit. D= Umm. What else? OH YEAH got mocks grades back. Two A*s, two Bs, the rest were As. Not bloody bad, actually, considering. Haha, I'm not stupid. Sort of. YAY. Carri's coming round on Friday. Eee. <3 |
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| Feb. 4th, 2007 | 10:23 pm | ||||||
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| Jan. 18th, 2007 | 10:09 am | ||||||
Sorry, just had to say that. XD ANYWAY. Sitting in the Library between Spanish listening and Textiles paper two. Everyone else is over at one of the tables (supposedly) revising. Hnn. I'm so much cooler...uh. Textiles is my last exam. FUCKIN' FINALLY. But I'm gonna be doing IT coursework all weekend, which...really really sucks. If it weren't for that I'd be playin' Legend o' Zelda. YAY. Iiiiii have a fic in my head. Sort of. It's a Toshfic and....well. It might happen, y'never know, although the gap between my head and a coherent piece of writing is VAST. I nearly fell asleep in my Spanish exam, I'm so bloody tired. DX I gotta go in a few minutes. Grargh. Haha, Terrorizer reader's poll. Snerk. Dani Filth is the sexist male and least sexist artist, huh? And Sarah Jezebel Deva's #9 on the list of least shaggable females, which is STUPID 'cause she's bloody gorgeous. Dragonforce's Herman Li as berst artist. Uhh. He's a damn good guitarist but I still get iffy about Dragonforce. New wave o' power metal really isn't good. Rhapsody of Fire. Ugh. George W Bush topped the list of most evil people. Gaahl was...uhh...third, I think. Satyr and Dani were on there SOMEWHERE if I remember rightly. Varg probably was, too, although I think he's now officially crossed the line from 'evil nutjob' to 'pathetic nutjob' with the aliens thing. Silly boy. Of course, given the nature of the Terrorizer readership, evil is quite often a compliment. I don't think any of us like Bush, though. Haha, OJ Simpson's book is so ridiculous. It's like 'I didn't kill them NO REALLY HONEST but if I had done this is what I'd have done...'. His ghostwriter basically says that he's a murderer. Haha. MURDER FTW well if it's Christians and politicians sure. ON THAT NOTE YAY! Barack Obama's officially trying for President. YAAAAY. I know I sound like a screaming, nutty fangirl but I think he has a greater chance of getting elected than Hillary - America's more ready for a black president than a female one. It's only a matter of time, though. And they're both brilliant people. And Democrats, of course, which just makes them the best people in the world ever (haha). XD ANYWAY I'm going to have to go fail my Textiles exam now. Cha~ |
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| Dec. 22nd, 2006 | 01:52 pm | ||||||
I have Tuomas Holopainen's autograph. HOLY SHIT. This is. Totally. The best fucking day. Of my life. Ever. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee *passes out from lack of oxygen* ...eeeeee...*quaver* Thaaaaank you Nicki! <3 See? PROOF! (Oh, and as a little treat for anyone who's seen this week's issue of Kerrang: Merry fuckin' Christmas. XD) |
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| Nov. 29th, 2006 | 10:35 pm | ||||||
Satyricon Unearth Slayer Angtoria Napalm Death Nekkrosis Anaal Nathrakh Hammerfall (alternatively:) Manowar Opeth One Man Army Sikth Emperor 2) Have you ever had a song written about you? I...don't believe so. Except by me, obviously. Because I'm THAT SELF-CENTERED. 3) What song makes you want to cry? Ooh, plenty. At the moment - Anaal Nathrakh - Between Piss and Shit We Are Born. Because it's FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. 4) What song makes you happy? Uhhhhhh. Gamma Ray - Rebellion in Dreamland. <3 5) What do you like to listen to before bed? Bal-Sagoth's Atlantis Ascendant album. It's also what I wake up to. OMG I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. a p p e a r a n c e HEIGHT: 5’6”. Ish? HAIR COLOR: Dark brown. SKIN COLOR: Pallid. Blotchy. Icky. Eye colour: Green. PIERCINGS: None. GRARGH. TATTOOS: Soon, soon... r i g h t n o w WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?: Black. WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO?: Argh, nothing. I have iTunes off 'cause I'm trying to pretend I'm not here. But in my head...uhh...Rammstein - Ich Will, 'cause I've been listenng to it all day. WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?: Teryaki Rice Cake. Mmm. WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE?: Cold, dark (it's night, after all), a little wet? I haven't been outside today. HOW ARE YOU?: Tired and terrified and blargh. And in some pain. GET MOTION SICKNES?: Ehh, not really. I read in the car, though, which does make me a little nauseous. Doesn't mean I'll stop, though. XD HAVE A BAD HABIT?: Ripping off hangnails, biting/layering my nails, chewing the inside of my mouth, biting bits off my tongue, all sorts of stuff. GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?: *snort* No. LIKE TO DRIVE?: Haven't had the opportunity, have I? Kinda scares me, ta be honest. f a v o r i t e s TV SHOW: TORCHWOOD OMG YAY. MAGAZINE: Terrorizer. <33 NON-ALCOHOLIC: Diet Coke. YAY I'M ROTTING MY INSIDES. ALCOHOLIC DRINK: JD and Coke, 'cause I'm COOL. And stereotypical. THING TO DO ON THE WEEKEND: Uhh, do memes. XDDDD h a v e y o u BROKEN THE LAW: Yep. ^.~ RAN AWAY FROM HOME: Uh...briefly, when I was about seven. I got to the end of my road. XD SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE: Yep. EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: GOD NO. DX MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: Nah. EVER TIPPED OVER A PORTA LOO: No. Sounds like fun, though. XDD USED YOUR PARENTS' CREDIT CARD BEFORE: Yuh-huh. SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE: Pulled a couple of sickies, yeah. FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH: No. O_o BEEN IN A SCHOOL PLAY: Ack, yes. >.< LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER: Yeah. D: l o v e BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND: Sort-of kind-of almost-maybe. SEXUALITY: TEH GAYZ CHILDREN: NO NEVER EW GOD NO. BEEN IN LOVE?: Mm-hmm. D: HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE: Yess. BEEN HURT?: Yeah. YOUR GREATEST REGRET: ...everything/ GONE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR THREE DAYS: O_O No. r a n d o m DO YOU HAVE A JOB: Nahh. Ain't got time and there's nothing to DO around here. YOUR CD PLAYER HAS IN IT RIGHT NOW: Bal-Sagoth - Atlantis Ascendant. <333333 IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: Hee, sparkly black. WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?: Music, bitch. WHO MAKES YOU THE HAPPIEST?: Uhhh. Cliff? Well, maybe not, 'cause he's TEH DEDDZ. Ianto, then? (Yes, fictional characters and dead bassists are more important to me than 'real' people. FARK OFF.) WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNA GET?: I just bought Bal-Sagoth's first two albums. <3 WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO?: Uh? Stuff? w h e n / w h a t w a s t h e l a s t TIME YOU CRIED?: Properly-actually a few days ago, sort-of-properly about half an hour ago. YOU GOT A REAL LETTER?: About a year ago, probably. XD THING YOU PURCHASED: BAL-SAGOTH CDS. LAST THING YOU WATCHED: TORCHWOOD YAY. MOVIE YOU SAW AT THE THEATER: BORAT. W00t. <3 |
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| Nov. 18th, 2006 | 09:03 pm | ||||||
He had a fascinating habit of touching first the brim of his hat, then his mustache and his collar, his pockets, and at last what seemed to be the stock of a phantom pistol holstered at his hip - either that or the hilt of an equally invisible sword. "Why do you speak English?" Alice interrupted "Alice!" said her mother. "That's all right." said the captain, staring at Alice and looking almost frightened, as if he'd seen a ghost. "I...I...I have children myself." he stammered. - The Binding Chair, by Kathryn Harrison. Again. 2. stretch your left arm out as far as you can. what is there? The corkboard on the wall, not very far at all from me. 3. what is the last thing you watched on tv? Uhhh...The Simpsons, last night. 4. without looking, guess what time it is: Nine-ish? 5. now look at the clock. What is the actual time? 9:09. Groovy. 6. with the exception of the computer, what can you hear? My own typing, Bal-Sagoth's "Atlantis Ascendant" in my head, the dog walking down the hallway. 7. when did you last step outside? what were you doing? Going to school yesterday, I believe. 8. before you started this survey, what did you look at? Uh, my computer? (Specifically, Kill Bill Vol. 1. And some Sofie/O-Ren slashfic.) 9. what are you wearing? Bal-Sagoth shirt, fingerless gloves, black trousers, Misfits slippers. <3 10. did you dream last night? Ummm, don't think so. Don't remember doing so, anyway. I don't usually dream. 11. when did you last laugh? When Beatrice spanked that Crazy 88 kid. XD 12. what is on the walls of the room you are in? A corkboard, a lot of shelves containing art supplies, folders, boxes and random housework stuff, a calendar...not much else. I don't decorate the office much. 13. seen anything weird lately? Not...really? I did have a very odd feeling, though - earlier today I was cutting out some news articles about bands and stuff (I've had a huge stack of newspapers under my bed for a while, thought I should go through 'em), and I accidentally cut through Kerry King's (Slayer guitarist, oh ye ignorant) strumming arm. And I remembered the story Doctor LaVey used to tell about Jayne Mansfield; that the day before she was killed, he was cutting out a newspaper article about her and he accidentally cut off the top of her head - the exact same bit that got cut off in the car-crash that killed her. Ooer. If it's necessary? Sorry, Kerry. DD: 14. what do you think of this quiz? Umm. Badly capitalised. ^.~ 15. what is the last film you saw? Hee, Kill Bill Volume 1. And before that, the Borat movie. I can remember the whole title, too: "Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan." ...I probably spelled Kazakhstan wrong, didn't I? Oh well. 16. if you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy? Mmm. A nice house, a state-of-the-art keyboard, a totally kickass computer, and all seven seasons of West Wing on DVD. <333 17. tell me something about you that i don't know: Uhhhhhhhh. Given that you're a sentence, you're either omnicogniscent OR you know nothing. Going with the latter option: I use part of a ripped-off label from a water bottle for a bookmark for the book I'm reading at the moment. Fascinating, huh? 18. if you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do? Destroy the entire human race. No exceptions. (Not even you, Amanda. Sorry.) 19. do you like to dance? On my own, crazy-dancing to The Smiths or Bal-Sagoth or Manowar or Gamma Ray or pretty much anything, actually. With other people, I sit perfectly still on the sidelines, thank-you-very-much, in the INCREDIBLY unlikely event that I'd be at a social occasion in the first place, let alone one that requires dancing. 20. george bush: Daft bastard with too much power, and the IQ of the average lowland gorilla. That last part is actually true. *sigh* Two years to go, huh? 21. imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her? Ummmmmm. I can always think of boys' names, but never ones for girls. Uhhhhhhhh. Go-go? XD Maybe Alianora. Or Maladicta! 22. imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him? Jessamy, or Lucien. Yayyyyy. (Cookies to anyone who knows where those names come from, btw.) 23. would you ever consider living abroad? NORWAY. NORWAYNORWAYNORWAY. Or maybe Finland, or Sweden. Mmm. <3 24. what do you want to say to god when you reach the pearly gates? OH LOOK, I'm hallucinating. =P |
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| Nov. 9th, 2006 | 08:57 pm | ||||||
Mmmmm. I love it when you listen to an album you've had for a while and it's like the first time all over again. Gawd, they're SO FUCKING AWESOME. Go listen to 'em RIGHT NOW. Mm. And my Bal-Sagoth CD has shipped. FINALLY. Torchwood! Ummagawd! IANTO! AND. Gareth David-Lloyd. Is going to be at Bad Wolf con. ON MY BIRTHDAY. AND I'M GOING. Eeeeee! *dances* Lots of Jack/Ianto flying around. S'CANON NOW, BITCHES. Also, my crack!ship of the week - Toshiko/Carys. OR my crack!OT3 - Toshiko/Gwen/Carys. Of course, good ol' Toshiko/Suzie's always good. Mmmmmmmmm. Femmeslash. <33 AND IANTO. I have never known a man to be so fucking cute when he's blubbing like a kid. *squee* And he's a guy! A GUY! This breaks all known laws of the universe. D: Of course, he's more adorable than hot. But guys can't be hot, so NYER. :P ... Okay, okay, sorry. I am...writing Jack/Ianto and listening to Opeth and procrastinating (of course) my Chemistry and Biology homeworks. And whatnot. I have nothing else to say? Oh, psychiatrist sessions are officially over. I'll miss 'er, 'cause she was nice, but...s'nice to know I'm not officially crazy, I guess. (Not that that'll stop me or anything. XP) Halloween was fun but I have a huge hole in my foot STILL. Going to Carri's tomorrow. Eee. <3 |
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| Nov. 2nd, 2006 | 10:57 pm | ||||||
Buy Terrorizer. Tributes to Jon and Jesse. I am in deep shit for screaming at my parents after reading those. But whatever. My brothers are more important than them. They can't recognise that, fuck them. My people are hurting, how can I not care? Just do it, okay? They were amazing people. They deserve it. It's not much money. (And besides, there's a big article on Cradle, THE MOST ADORABLE PICTURES OF SATYR EVER OMG, stuff about Anaal Nathrakh (who are amazing, btw), and a Melvins poster. And a CD. SUCCUMB.) ... Yeah, I'm done. (Halloween was awesome, by the way. I am very, very tired with a huge hole in the back of my foot. And I think I'm going to make some more muffins tomorrow. Because I feel like it. Or maybe empenadas? Lady Sia and Super Mario Bros 3 arrived today, also Saiyuki Reload 5 (which, unlike the rest, has a shiny (as opposed to matte) cover. Hnn. Bloody internet D:), FMA 3 and 4, Death Note 7 and the Ankh-Morpork Post Office Handbook (Discworld Diary 2007). Also I got DIVA magazine (it's a lesbian thing, don't worry. I'm not going trend-whore.) Very nice.) [Dominus meus, let them pass victorious] |
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| Oct. 13th, 2006 | 09:15 am | ||||||
It's not like I haven't had anything to say, I've just been really farking busy and de-motivated. BUT. Things are happening (I guess). Satyricon fic is sort-of-written, as in it's in the back of my English book (last time I tried typing it up, I got a runtime error on word. I guess Microsoft doesn't like slashfic?) It's still sort-of iffy, and I had to post to little_details about the visa thingy, but s'still okay. I hope. ANYWAY. So. Gawd, I have so little to say. Walking to the bus stop was amazing this morning, though. There was mist, so the entire park was...drowned in it, and there were these little mist-tendrils, like spider-webs, joining every blade of grass, like spun silver. It was incredible. Add to that the Dresden Dolls on my iPod, and everything's great. XD On that note, new Cradle album! W00t! I can't afford it any time soon (bye-bye, first day edition. D=) but I'll get it eventually. I got Dirge Inferno on...uh...I think it was the Terrorizer CD, and it sounds KICKASS. Let's just assume Nymphetamine was a...regrettable blip and move on, shall we? ... I AM WORDLESS. OH NOES. Or, at least, all I am capable of typing is inanities, which isn't very useful, really. I'd work on those baby-banners for the Bass Players Guild but school has (*shudder*) Paint Shop Pro. And I HATE Paint Shop Pro. PHOTOSHOP FOREVER. Oh, I got a new keyboard! It's, um, Microsoft (EW), but it's vair nice. Lots of shortcut buttons, pretty much entirely silent keys (since the silencers on my old one had worn out), and....yeah. It's kickass. And it matches the new mouse, too! Y'know, I think I'm gonna try typing up that Satyricon fic now. I'm...less likely to get a fucking runtime error, hnn? Also, I've decided that I'm not gonna try out any more new mp3 players. I tried Xion yesterday, and (along with the WinAmp experiment) it made me realise that I have no interest in a player unless I can see my entire library, in the same way that I can on iTunes. Gawd, I love iTunes. But not the store. The store is EVIL. Hnn, I'd better do some coursework. See ya, motherfuckers. |
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[Angel Sanctuary] [1] Katou [Saiyuki] [1] Gojyo and Hakkai [3] Gojyo [Satyricon] [2] K.I.N.G. video [Friendly Hostility] [1] "The G Word" story arc [House of 1000 Corpses] [1] Grandpa Hugo [1] Richard Wick [1] The Murder Ride [Placebo] [1] Brian [Golden Sun] [1] Alex
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| Sep. 11th, 2006 | 09:46 pm | ||||||
Of course. I have WORK to do but - fuck it - can't be bothered. It's only Chemistry and, um, some VERYVERYLATE maths. But, in all honesty, it's not like it MATTERS. At least not when I have Manowar and Death Note to entertain me. <3 I lost half my bloody Textiles coursework in the computer-crash. FUCK. And - haaaaah - I have PE tomorrow but my neck KILLS (has done since Saturday) so maybe I can get outta it? Iunno, but I can't move my head too well and it's pissing me off. A LOT. I've been doing far, far too many memes recently. OH WELL. I'm so utterly self-obsessed. *preen* :P Workworkwork. And ALL FOR NAUGHT. Bit daft, really. I mean, shit, did Lemmy get good grades? *eyeroll* Mm, Lemmy. <33333333 I desparately need someone to see Satyricon with 'cause Nikki probably won't be able to go an' I dun' wanna go on my own! (I mean, in the end, I will if I have to. But still...D:) Mmmmm, Manowar. SILLY POWER METAL. Where would we be without 'em? <33 No-one else likes power metal, though. :( I HAVE AN AEROSMITH POSTER. FINALLY. After, what, four years? Longer? Free one inside Volume 3 of The Devil's Music. YAY. Stevennnn. <3 Maybe it'd be easier to burn, as we laugh and laugh and laugh |
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