So I'm Sitting here, reading my book about anarchism with the handmaids tale sitting beside me, contemplating whether or not to watch the film before I finish the book, and i suddenly get distracted and start looking up alexithymia (thanks jaf)
alexithymia: literally 'without words for emotions' This was used by some kid called Peter Sifneos to describe 'a state of deficiency on understanding, processing or describing emotion.'
You know what? I wish I was alexithymic. Oh how simple life would be. Without this constant youthful need to be worshipped that Mr. Doherty knew too well about. Without fear, without paranoia, without dread.
I know I haven't updated this in a while but it's not like anyone is reading this. Anyway, in case they ever should I shall continue writing because who knows, this might keep me sain a little longer.
I realise I have gone off the tracks of the topic a little, even though it never really had a subject matter to begin with, but the vague theme of today is uncertainty.
Yes, i bet that threw you off. Here I am, reading a book about anarchism and yet i'm droning on about my own series of unfortunate events. Don't worry kids, the political ideologies are for another time.
This idea came to me whilst i was in the midst of struggling to write my personal statement. The absolute pain I am experiencing trying to write this thing and in understanding anything I have to at the moment I will come onto later, but the uncertainty element is this. Why am I even bothering. Just because I try to express my views in 42 lines doesn't give me a garunteed place at the university of my choice to study one of the predetermined options they've already given me. Who's to say I'll get a place anywhere? Who is to say what I will do with my life. I sure as hell have no idea. It's idiocracy.
I'll tell you why. Its human nature. Oh how romantic that sounds, you can't deny it's true, and we know it. Some of us embrace it, some of us shy away from it altogether ( I for one being the latter) but it is. Unfortunate as it is, we can't actually control most of what we do. Isn't that odd. We might think that we are doing it for ourselves or that its what we subconsciously wanted, but the truth is that we are absolute animals, and something just get in the way, and all we do is learn to adapt.
One of these, is hope. We like to believe in ourselves and hope that everything is going to turn out right. Its mainly because we are future oriented. Most of us anyway, some of us are past oriented, nostalgic little buggers, and some are hedonistic. Oh how i envy you. Those, are the real rationalists. They realise how to spend life, because nothing is certain. You may believe in fate, or destiny, or religion, but in all fairness, do you really know what's going to happen tomorrow?
What about the day after?
you never know there might be an apocalypse.
I bet Dennis Quaid had plans with his mother too.
hello world
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Friday, 19 August 2011
Narcissist
have you ever said something that you wish you could take back? or do something you regret? the answer is most likely yes, unless you are by some reason some sort of angelic being that can do no wrong, though that is highly implausible. That for me, is the worst feeling in the world, that of regret. I have a paranoid mind and the instant something leaves my lips my mind is aching trying to analyse every single possibility of how it was perceived. It leaves me frustrated, and quite often in pain. As you can guess I'm usually subject to a lot of headaches. However, what i'm saying could apply to the wide majority of the population. Who says I'm any different? Maybe i think like this because of my sex, or possibly because I'm a teenager with raging hormones. we don't know, nor will we ever. and that's the scary part. You can analyse and judge and study all you want, you can believe the media or the government or the scientists, or chose not to its your choice. (or is it?) But, if you take a step back and look at the bigger picture for a minute, is there any real way of knowing what this is all about?
I realise that this post has become rather spiritual and earthy so i shall swiftly move on, to my next point. People who say they don't have any regrets, are usually the ones who believe that their regrets have shaped them as a person, which is al well and good. They've discovered how to learn from their mistake and to not let it bother them in this point in life. What its hard to ignore, is the recent ones. The ones that have not yet been resolved and that leave you embarrassed and itching in your skin. What's hard, is to accept your regret and live through it.
I promise my next post will be more entertaining, a little less depressing (maybe not) and better written, but for now i leave you with this jumble of words. No wonder I got a D in my English exam.
I realise that this post has become rather spiritual and earthy so i shall swiftly move on, to my next point. People who say they don't have any regrets, are usually the ones who believe that their regrets have shaped them as a person, which is al well and good. They've discovered how to learn from their mistake and to not let it bother them in this point in life. What its hard to ignore, is the recent ones. The ones that have not yet been resolved and that leave you embarrassed and itching in your skin. What's hard, is to accept your regret and live through it.
I promise my next post will be more entertaining, a little less depressing (maybe not) and better written, but for now i leave you with this jumble of words. No wonder I got a D in my English exam.
Tuesday, 28 June 2011
Don't Look Back Into The Sun
Its a funny little thing, im quite unsure as to whether or not i believe in it or not.
I think i know whats right for me, but we all know thats not true. its the same for everybody really. We can be enlightened to human nature all we want but weve been brought up to be selfish and animalistic, and therefore we cant trust ourselves as much as we can trust other people. If we are to make mistakes so does everyone else.
And still the diminishing kindness in my heart says 'go on, trust them, whats the worst that can happen im sure they're considerate.'
maybe i should stop listening to it and become alienated, like marxism suggests we are.
Sometimes, i actually hope it's right.
Sometimes, i like to live in ignorance.
I think i know whats right for me, but we all know thats not true. its the same for everybody really. We can be enlightened to human nature all we want but weve been brought up to be selfish and animalistic, and therefore we cant trust ourselves as much as we can trust other people. If we are to make mistakes so does everyone else.
And still the diminishing kindness in my heart says 'go on, trust them, whats the worst that can happen im sure they're considerate.'
maybe i should stop listening to it and become alienated, like marxism suggests we are.
Sometimes, i actually hope it's right.
Sometimes, i like to live in ignorance.
Thursday, 23 June 2011
The Man Who Would Be King.
Especially after reading 1984 by George Orwell I've suddenly fully recognised the importance of writing and literature, both fiction and not, but I don't think I fully understand the density of it yet. But will I ever? Will anybody ever fully understand?
There are two types of readers:
essentialists: These are what we learn to read as, at least the vast majority.
This way of reading lets us believe in the reality of the fictional world, we empathise with the characters and for all intensive purposes experience Catharsis, the release of the emotions of pity and fear, to provoke a sense of self love and confidence in the reader or giving them a better instruct on how to live their lives.
However.
Marxists believe there is another type of reader, Representational.
These readers understand the necessary points in literature, yet as most of the main Marxist theories suggest, the literature represents the true feelings of the persona or what society should demonstrate, if you get my drift. As complicated and confusing this all may sound, it also seems to make perfect sense.
The philosopher Plato had the idea of the cave, and that this materialistic world was illusory and that we must search for a better standard of living, again much to the belief of Marxists.
Personally, I believe Marxism to be a very interesting concept. I am not calling myself a communist, and I'm definitely not calling myself a capitalist but its hard to decided what the rightful path might be after having been indoctrinated for so long with one way of thinking. Maybe we have and maybe we haven't, who knows but this goes for any society really which ever one you've been bought up through. I don't think communism or Marxism has been rightfully portrayed in society, wherever you're bought up you're bound to believe one thing or another based on you're upbringing and culture. Take Chine for example, a communist dictatorship you could say, except without a well known (and hated) dictator. The education system is tailored to promote love for communism, and therefore to question it would be the alternative option, almost the opposite for someone growing up in a capitalist democracy.
Though, I do think that Marxism and communism show differences. In my opinion, Marxism is the belief and communism is the practise itself.
One thing that truly irritated me is feminism. Sure, historically it's had it's place, for which don't get me wrong I am extremely grateful, and I also think that it could be put to use in under developed countries especially those lacking in civil rights, however as a highly developed and rich country, with an intelligent and fair (kind of) government i really don't think feminism as an ideology has a place.
I'm not fully conforming to the stereotype that all feminists are lesbians who burn their bras and name sheep beauty queens, but what truly gets on my nerves is the pure ignorance of some of these people.
Women have stereotypes, yes some positive, some negative, but women are not the only ones with a stereotype. nor will we ever be. There are racial, cultural and even stereotypes relating to generations, not to mention harsh stereotypes directed at men (how often have to heard someone say all men are pigs hmm?)
Another interesting idea is that a lot of feminism claims are based on Marxist theories and ideas, and the the blame being held on industry as opposed to attraction from men.
Using ideas from Naomi Wolf's 'The Beauty Myth' it claims that it's not actually men's desires which pressure women into changing themselves and provoking self conciousness, its actually to do with economics and the economic world, 3 industries in particular: The cosmetic surgery industry, The cosmetics industry, and the dieting industry; each worth a massive amount of money.
By creating the feminine ideal, they create a sense of worry in women, who strive to fit the ideal, which is partly down to what they think men want (even though earlier established its not this at all, most men would actually chose a women who doesn't look like the 'barbie' stereotype) this fills women with a sense of false conciousness who rely of these companies to better them and conform to the role of the ideal woman.
This also relates back to Marxism and the view that capitalist society creates industry to confuse humanity so that people don't realise what's really important in life, instead believe that materialism is the way to succeed.
All these ideas co-exist to create one confusing, and if i may say so, fucked up world.
There are two types of readers:
essentialists: These are what we learn to read as, at least the vast majority.
This way of reading lets us believe in the reality of the fictional world, we empathise with the characters and for all intensive purposes experience Catharsis, the release of the emotions of pity and fear, to provoke a sense of self love and confidence in the reader or giving them a better instruct on how to live their lives.
However.
Marxists believe there is another type of reader, Representational.
These readers understand the necessary points in literature, yet as most of the main Marxist theories suggest, the literature represents the true feelings of the persona or what society should demonstrate, if you get my drift. As complicated and confusing this all may sound, it also seems to make perfect sense.
The philosopher Plato had the idea of the cave, and that this materialistic world was illusory and that we must search for a better standard of living, again much to the belief of Marxists.
Personally, I believe Marxism to be a very interesting concept. I am not calling myself a communist, and I'm definitely not calling myself a capitalist but its hard to decided what the rightful path might be after having been indoctrinated for so long with one way of thinking. Maybe we have and maybe we haven't, who knows but this goes for any society really which ever one you've been bought up through. I don't think communism or Marxism has been rightfully portrayed in society, wherever you're bought up you're bound to believe one thing or another based on you're upbringing and culture. Take Chine for example, a communist dictatorship you could say, except without a well known (and hated) dictator. The education system is tailored to promote love for communism, and therefore to question it would be the alternative option, almost the opposite for someone growing up in a capitalist democracy.
Though, I do think that Marxism and communism show differences. In my opinion, Marxism is the belief and communism is the practise itself.
One thing that truly irritated me is feminism. Sure, historically it's had it's place, for which don't get me wrong I am extremely grateful, and I also think that it could be put to use in under developed countries especially those lacking in civil rights, however as a highly developed and rich country, with an intelligent and fair (kind of) government i really don't think feminism as an ideology has a place.
I'm not fully conforming to the stereotype that all feminists are lesbians who burn their bras and name sheep beauty queens, but what truly gets on my nerves is the pure ignorance of some of these people.
Women have stereotypes, yes some positive, some negative, but women are not the only ones with a stereotype. nor will we ever be. There are racial, cultural and even stereotypes relating to generations, not to mention harsh stereotypes directed at men (how often have to heard someone say all men are pigs hmm?)
Another interesting idea is that a lot of feminism claims are based on Marxist theories and ideas, and the the blame being held on industry as opposed to attraction from men.
Using ideas from Naomi Wolf's 'The Beauty Myth' it claims that it's not actually men's desires which pressure women into changing themselves and provoking self conciousness, its actually to do with economics and the economic world, 3 industries in particular: The cosmetic surgery industry, The cosmetics industry, and the dieting industry; each worth a massive amount of money.
By creating the feminine ideal, they create a sense of worry in women, who strive to fit the ideal, which is partly down to what they think men want (even though earlier established its not this at all, most men would actually chose a women who doesn't look like the 'barbie' stereotype) this fills women with a sense of false conciousness who rely of these companies to better them and conform to the role of the ideal woman.
This also relates back to Marxism and the view that capitalist society creates industry to confuse humanity so that people don't realise what's really important in life, instead believe that materialism is the way to succeed.
All these ideas co-exist to create one confusing, and if i may say so, fucked up world.
Wednesday, 15 June 2011
Road to Ruin
Okay so I've Been lazy, and for that i apologise, but sometimes writing becomes more of a chore than a hobby. I love writing, and posing all these arguments that form in my head into actual literary proof, but sometimes it can be too difficult. I've gotten into the habit recently, of thinking too much ahead. So, i start to write a post, where do I take it? What do i write about? In all honesty i have nothing. I think about doing something music or film based, and then I take the cowards way out. Some people call it laziness, some call it procrastination, maybe its a bit of both, bu if I'm being honest, for me its fear.
Its in all of us, some more prominent than others, some play up to it and some dont. Some of us hardly notice that it's even there. But for me, the fear of writing a bad post or whatever this is, accomplishing something I'm not proud of is a big fear for me. I like to live in ignorance, most of us do. We like to live our lives without the knowledge of the things that could potentially hurt us. We say we always want the truth, and we'd prefer to know but it's not always the case. I recently had a situation which if I had avoided; would have saved me a lot of trouble and embarrassment. If only I had kept it to myself, if only I had stayed that much longer in denial and tried to forget about it, but this one time I didn't, and look where it got me. Lying in bed and replaying my mistakes in my head. Its funny to think that you are told to always tell the truth, yet it can get you in some awful situations. The truth and trust are very fragile issues. Both can be misconstrued and manipulated into something fake, and it brings the debate whether they actually exist in the first place. Truth is a tricky concept. There is never one straight forward answer, even in exams its based on opinion or wording or workings out, nothing is ever set in stone, which makes you wonder if there is more than one truth to every situation, then does 'The' truth exist at all? Trust is also valuable yet losable. it can be lost in a second, one of the things about human nature is we're unpredictable. I find myself doing things that I regret and frown upon in hindsight, yet in the moment i cant seem to stop it. And if other people can do this, whats to stop them sabotaging your own truths.
See, its a complicated issue that seems to go on and on in a cycle which is giving me a headache, and probably making this boring to read so i shall begin to persist, But;
If both trust and the truth are really so breakable then what gives us a lot of stability? This is what gives me fear. Whatever I write, i have to have an element of trust in, I have to know that I am happy with what I want to write, and whether what I'm writing is a true interpretation of my thoughts. I could fabricate a long story about my opinion on a certain song simply for the space to be filled, but then what? What happens next?
Thank you for reading this long winded and poorly thought out essay on something not many people care about,
good day
Its in all of us, some more prominent than others, some play up to it and some dont. Some of us hardly notice that it's even there. But for me, the fear of writing a bad post or whatever this is, accomplishing something I'm not proud of is a big fear for me. I like to live in ignorance, most of us do. We like to live our lives without the knowledge of the things that could potentially hurt us. We say we always want the truth, and we'd prefer to know but it's not always the case. I recently had a situation which if I had avoided; would have saved me a lot of trouble and embarrassment. If only I had kept it to myself, if only I had stayed that much longer in denial and tried to forget about it, but this one time I didn't, and look where it got me. Lying in bed and replaying my mistakes in my head. Its funny to think that you are told to always tell the truth, yet it can get you in some awful situations. The truth and trust are very fragile issues. Both can be misconstrued and manipulated into something fake, and it brings the debate whether they actually exist in the first place. Truth is a tricky concept. There is never one straight forward answer, even in exams its based on opinion or wording or workings out, nothing is ever set in stone, which makes you wonder if there is more than one truth to every situation, then does 'The' truth exist at all? Trust is also valuable yet losable. it can be lost in a second, one of the things about human nature is we're unpredictable. I find myself doing things that I regret and frown upon in hindsight, yet in the moment i cant seem to stop it. And if other people can do this, whats to stop them sabotaging your own truths.
See, its a complicated issue that seems to go on and on in a cycle which is giving me a headache, and probably making this boring to read so i shall begin to persist, But;
If both trust and the truth are really so breakable then what gives us a lot of stability? This is what gives me fear. Whatever I write, i have to have an element of trust in, I have to know that I am happy with what I want to write, and whether what I'm writing is a true interpretation of my thoughts. I could fabricate a long story about my opinion on a certain song simply for the space to be filled, but then what? What happens next?
Thank you for reading this long winded and poorly thought out essay on something not many people care about,
good day
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
Horrorshow
What gives anybody the right to anything?
the only reason we have a government is because of our human instincts, some may be familiar with the fight or flight syndrome or whatever you call it. We need leadership, we are genetically inclined to follow.
But this is the question resting on everybody's lips (some just don't realise it yet, too busy with who's going to win Britain's hasnt got talent and what not) Is why are we ruled by lazy lousy and damn-right fucking stupid hypocrites? Who knows. I may have posted something similar to this in the past but I just wanted to reiterate it; what gives us the right to rule, to take charge. There's a part in 'Enduring Love' in which Joe talks about everyone's desire to lead, and that how everybody thought if they were in charge it would have gone smoothly. Unfortunately, we as humans are selfish, which is why the man ended up falling to his death from the balloon.
it's also incredibly strange how politics works. It's based on lies. The stories that they tell you, and we all seem to go along with it. The only reason cameron had a baby was to get more votes, now Milliband's just got married, its not for their own happiness (well maybe it is but for a different reason) its so that you're going to see them as a loving family man and vote for them! The only reason JFK even got married was because he said he'd look 'queer' if he didn't. We know this is a lie, the kissing babies, visiting the old vegetables, yet we still believe it. Why!?
What gives these lying bastards the mandate of heaven? Thats right, im using a chinese confucian term which basically means the right to rule, and we should take note. Although the Chinese had and still have some crazy ideas and should really sort the whole communism thing out, the old 6th century philosopher had a point. The Chinese have a suspicion of new ideas, of course this led them to ban programmes containing time travel which is a bit extreme but the idea is justified. The believe that civilisation is cyclical, that it is built up and up only to then collapse and again be built up based on the same ideas, which is why anything new is frowned upon, however the western world believe that civilisation should progress and progress in a linear pathway, which will then evidently collapse altogether, which is precisely what happened to the Romans. They progressed too quickly, and now their empire is no more.
But how does this all relate to my original point? Sorry for going into a tangent there but my point is this: we are too ignorant to look to the past. We think we are so special that although we learn how things managed to happen, (for example nazi germany and the soviet union) it just doesnt apply to us.
Well guess what it does, how did we even allow the lying conservatives into power? If we are not careful we could be speaking chinese anytime within the next ten years.
the only reason we have a government is because of our human instincts, some may be familiar with the fight or flight syndrome or whatever you call it. We need leadership, we are genetically inclined to follow.
But this is the question resting on everybody's lips (some just don't realise it yet, too busy with who's going to win Britain's
it's also incredibly strange how politics works. It's based on lies. The stories that they tell you, and we all seem to go along with it. The only reason cameron had a baby was to get more votes, now Milliband's just got married, its not for their own happiness (well maybe it is but for a different reason) its so that you're going to see them as a loving family man and vote for them! The only reason JFK even got married was because he said he'd look 'queer' if he didn't. We know this is a lie, the kissing babies, visiting the old vegetables, yet we still believe it. Why!?
What gives these lying bastards the mandate of heaven? Thats right, im using a chinese confucian term which basically means the right to rule, and we should take note. Although the Chinese had and still have some crazy ideas and should really sort the whole communism thing out, the old 6th century philosopher had a point. The Chinese have a suspicion of new ideas, of course this led them to ban programmes containing time travel which is a bit extreme but the idea is justified. The believe that civilisation is cyclical, that it is built up and up only to then collapse and again be built up based on the same ideas, which is why anything new is frowned upon, however the western world believe that civilisation should progress and progress in a linear pathway, which will then evidently collapse altogether, which is precisely what happened to the Romans. They progressed too quickly, and now their empire is no more.
But how does this all relate to my original point? Sorry for going into a tangent there but my point is this: we are too ignorant to look to the past. We think we are so special that although we learn how things managed to happen, (for example nazi germany and the soviet union) it just doesnt apply to us.
Well guess what it does, how did we even allow the lying conservatives into power? If we are not careful we could be speaking chinese anytime within the next ten years.
Sunday, 29 May 2011
MayDay
I had tumblr but i deleted it because its a fucking p i s s t a k e
and in all honesty its just created problems.
I'm not one to push blame onto other things, at least i hope not, but i am not accepting the whole world on my shoulders. I actually understand that the world doesn't revolve around me, in both ways.
1. The sun doesn't shine up my arse
2. everything isn't always entirely my fault.
in all honesty if i stopped breathing right now, what would happen? sure, some people may grieve but then everyone moves on in the end, and when they die I'd be nothing but a distant far off memory, barely remembered and soon to be forgotten, just like everyone else that grieved for me.
Put that into perspective why don't you
and if that is true, then really what's the point in any of us living?
Do you believe in the so called sanctity of life? because i fucking don't.
we either live for the recreations of our past or the possibility of the future, and anyone who can truly live in the future, i applaud and idolise.
and in all honesty its just created problems.
I'm not one to push blame onto other things, at least i hope not, but i am not accepting the whole world on my shoulders. I actually understand that the world doesn't revolve around me, in both ways.
1. The sun doesn't shine up my arse
2. everything isn't always entirely my fault.
in all honesty if i stopped breathing right now, what would happen? sure, some people may grieve but then everyone moves on in the end, and when they die I'd be nothing but a distant far off memory, barely remembered and soon to be forgotten, just like everyone else that grieved for me.
Put that into perspective why don't you
and if that is true, then really what's the point in any of us living?
Do you believe in the so called sanctity of life? because i fucking don't.
we either live for the recreations of our past or the possibility of the future, and anyone who can truly live in the future, i applaud and idolise.
once in history we were learning about north korea and south korea
so we got them up on google maps
and you can’t see north korea its just the outline because they’re so secretive and shit
so we went on eath view/terrain or whatever and zoomed in and then we got scared because someone was like what if they know we’re looking at them and my history teacher was like what if a bunch of the north korean secret police burst in and took us away
and then we got secretly scared so we closed google maps.
the more you know..
history revision
Annie: what was trench warfare though?
Ekla: they built trenches so that they wouldn't get hit by artillery because it was a war of attrition and it was the race to the sea and shit like that
Annie: so they dug in the ground?
Ella: well yeah
Annie: and they lived there?
Ella: yeah
Annie: did they make it like homely? Like sweet if they lived there and like beds and stuff
Ella: well it was a war so I doubt it would be too comfortable
Ekla: they built trenches so that they wouldn't get hit by artillery because it was a war of attrition and it was the race to the sea and shit like that
Annie: so they dug in the ground?
Ella: well yeah
Annie: and they lived there?
Ella: yeah
Annie: did they make it like homely? Like sweet if they lived there and like beds and stuff
Ella: well it was a war so I doubt it would be too comfortable
rapture?
earlier there was this chinese lantern floating in the air
and I was like “do you reckon thats the only christian thats been saved?
i thought it was quite witty personally
and also apparently
there was meant to be a judgment day in 1994 where loads of christians gave away all their money and sold their possesions waiting to be taken for heaven
…
and wouldnt it be funny if 4 men rented some horses and dressed up then rode around town pretending to be the 4 horsemen judging everyone or whatever
lol done with rapture thing now.
The Most beautiful man alive, live.
Now, i respect that some of you might disagree with me when i claim that he is the most beautiful man on earth (but he is you’re wrong) I understand you might be into the more tanned, toned, buff and primed to perfection man, who perhaps cleaned his fingernails often, but really? How boring. In my opinion its always the imperfections in people that create the most interesting thing about them, and with this outlook Mr Doherty (prounounced doh-slight c sound-erty as recently told by a fake irish friend of mine) he becomes the most interesting person ever born.
So after a bit of hassle getting to Shepards bush with a friend of mine so scottish you have to ask her to repeat everything she says, even the taggart quote (which she wouldn’t) and hiding our alcohol, which happened to be half a bottle of southern comfort, in a bush (in shepards bush, oh the irony) and entered the standing circle. The support bands were alright, mainly a few old guys trying to relive their former glory, though i must admit when you realise one of the greatest poets alive is back stage you become rather irritated. One of the support acts was a scottish comedian, who got bottled off stage within the first five minutes. Looking around the crowd, it was full of, well. Chav like people. But for once in my life I really wasn’t complaining. You could see that they werereal fans, and not just stupid indie kids pretending that they love him because they’ve somewhat heard of the babyshambles. They got so into it and declared their love for him on plenty of occasions, i even heard one say “if i was a girl i dont know how i would have refrained from fingering myself by now” oh believe me, it was difficult. By the time he finally entered on stage the atmosphere was incredible, i cant even begin to explain the amount of love in that room for a man who seemed so incredibly honest about it. He played Can’t stand me now, What became of the Likely Lads, Last of The English Roses and of course, Music when the light go out. That- was by far the best. You could just hear the emotion in the lyrics, he creates a world in a song that no one else can. The only upsetting moment of the night was the fact that he did not play “Fuck Forever” that would have just put the cherry on top. So when the music did persist, and the lights did in fact come on, i couldn’t help but feel like something was missing. He had been standing a metre or two away from me, close enough to see his tattoos and smell his sweat and now he was gone and all i had left to show for it was a mere memory. Everything we love in life is based upon memories. When we think of life we seem to think we live for the future, but we don’t, We live for what could be and what was, Our fuel is the memories and how we felt when we lived that way, spending the rest of our life desperately trying to recreate it. In the words of Pete:
I want to have a crack before i outgrow this youthful urge to be worshipped.
well i definitely think he achieved that. Long live the spirit of albion.
Thoughts on society
Thoughts come to me sometimes, I mull over entire arguments in my head complete with evidence to back up my claims, yet if i come to debate it with someone, I’m often misunderstood, or they are just ignorant. I’ve come to the conclusion that our society is utterly fucked. For a starting point, we let people rule the country, even without a majority vote. Once the elections over, it’s all down to the inner circle of politics to decided the consolidation of power. They have no physical right to be in charge. They are not so special just because they can manipulate a lie into politics. Their higher education and experience in parliament does not qualify them to rule the masses of people. Real people, most of whom are ignorant to how the system even works. In all seriousness, how do we know for sure? For the most of our knowledge there could be a massive secret being held. We could be ruled by aliens. Theres no evidence to surpass it.
Shallowness, Vanity, Conceitedness. Its all over-rated. The search for ‘inner-beauty’ is ridiculous. There is a reason we look the way we look, and we have animal instincts which make us attracted to certain things, and we shouldn’t be ashamed of it. We should be allowed to value beauty without condemning it for being ‘shallow’ We can’t judge people on personality alone, it’s boring! People who brag that they fall in love with a person’s personality as opposed to their looks are liars. Just because someone is lucky enough to be born beautiful doesn’t make them shallow, and they should not be punished for it. Dress sense, music and personality are all interlinked. Anyone can be beautiful, its about how to present and maintain yourself. It’s all down to personal preference. We all have different perspectives on everything, why should beauty be any different? We should embrace beauty, and not be ashamed to admit confidence without being put down, creating the opposite effect! Is that really what it’s coming to?
Youth Culture is also fucked. It’s said that youth is wasted on the young, but would you have it any other way? The whole point of being young is being reckless. According to the media, children are growing up too soon, and getting into the dangerous habit of binge drinking, smoking ect. The government seem to believe that this can be resolved through education and prohibition; raising the age of consent will fix this problem. Not only are they wrong, they are stupid. Raising the age to buy alcohol and cigarettes will not stop the youth. Education is a good idea because it provides knowledge about the choices, and helps them make a better informed decision, but it should not be done in the patronising and stereotypical way it is now, and even then i doubt it will change much. People seem to think we drink for a depressing subconscious reason- perhaps due to the political side of things - or out of boredom. This is mostly false. We don’t do it to spite you, we do it for fun. If it was more acceptable to be done earlier on you would have done it too. The reason for drinking is the same as adults, and alcohol will always be a big part of the lifestyle; it is addictive after all. Until the masses learn to accept this and educate for the sake of education as opposed to protection, the gradually less corruptive our society will become.
Serotonin - Mystery jets Album review
Serotonin is the 3rd studio album from the london based band the mystery jets, released in april 2010. After recieving the album for christmas, although a big fan of the badn i was skeptical of whether or not it would reach the standards of the two previous albums. Although i had already seen them at reading earlier in the year, it was the first time i had heard any of their new album (without hearing the studio released songs first) so i didnt really pay much attention to the new songs. Though, i have to say, although such songs as young love, two doors down and half in love with elizabeth, this album does have to be by far the best. Not only are the vocals incredible, the melodies and instruments are played so wonderfully it creates such a good vibe which continues flawlessly throughout the album.
My favourite tracks are 1, 4 and 5. The first, ‘Alice Springs’ is a catchy good start to the album which gets you immediatly into the feel of the band. And with hard hitting lyrics such as ‘freedom is an illusion, generated by your brain’ creates a quirky start to the song, followed by ‘ill stand in the line of fire for you,’ in sync with the music creates a powerful combination.
‘Flash a hungry smile’ was the first single off the record and was availiable to download free by jets fans, and received a good reception, with good reason! Again with its quirky and catchy lyrics such as ‘Have you heard the birds and bees, they’ve all caught thier stds’ creates a fun atmosphere in the song which makes easy listening all the more enjoyable!
Though, my favourite track is without a doubt the title track, serotonin. The way such a song is created about a natural chemical experienced in the body makes the easy rhythm and pace of the song an even bigger contrast to the meaning behind it, making it all the more powerful and addictive.
I will have to say serotonin is definitely one of the best albums to come out this year.
Ellie Goulding’s Cover of ‘My Song’
So Saturday Night’s xfactor bought alot of controversy, especially with the departure of aiden on the next day, but one of the things that annoyed me in particular was the fact that the x factor contestants seemed to forget Elton Johns most famous song, Your song. This was, untill I heard Ellie Gouldings cover. (it happens to be on the John Lewis christmas advert but whos chekcing facts)
Alot of people dont like Ellie Goulding, to be sure her voice is a unique one and it isn’t realtively strong, but personally i like the appeal. I like the softenss and tone of her voice and i think it suits the song and she performs it beautifully.
She’s kept to the piano arrangement, but the way she sings it is softer and she’s also changed around the order of some of the verses, which might annoy most devoted Elton John fans, but i find quite refreshing.
Granted, i’m not the biggest Elton John fan in the world, i doubt i would even call myself a fan He needs to go to specsavers, get a stylist, cut his hair and stop making a dick out of himself, but this song is a beautiful one and i have to say i do prefer this arrangement to the original.
One of the reasons I like Ellie goulding is that she doesnt try to be a great singer, she writes her own songs and sings them in her style which is more than i can say for anything thats ever stepped foot out of the x factor doors. Yes they can hold a note but there commercialised and boring and frankly i couldnt care less about any album they release with a title that makes you feel they’ve acheived something.
So, If your in the mood for something that feels christmassy and easy listening of a classic, i reccomend you at least try listening to it, and if you know that Ellie Goulding is NOT your taste in music dont even bother Youtubing it, it would probably just annoy you, because lets face it its not too different from her other stuff.
My Guilty pleasure
So, the midnight beast became internet sensations by posting thier paraody of Ke$ha’s tiktok on youtube. Not only have they made parodies of other well known pop songs but thier own songs, made in a joking way of course. ‘Booty Call’ was thier first actually realeased on itunes.
The midnight beast conjur smiliar attitudes that marmite does, you either love them or you hate them. Many people probably dont agree with me, but personally i love them. Thier light hearted lyrics and synthesised music goes well with the videos, comicaly themed.
Not only are thier parodies well thought out and clever, the members of this so called band are also very talented. the main ‘singer’ Stefan was in a band before TMB called the clik clik, where he shows off his talent for singing and guitar, and he also plays the ukelele.
You may find thier music annoying and stupid, but it’s also very catchy and does not dissapoint of you are looking to be put in a good mood or made laugh.
The Boys seem relatively down to earth and sincerly funny guys, its just up to you what you think of them.
SO is it love or hate?
The Pretty Reckless?
So, its true that a lot of people hate her, heres a girl whos barely 17, dresses like a slut and who’s in a band with a bunch of bearded men whilst her lyrics are rather provocative. True. Still, you can’t deny the girl has talent. Believe it or not she does write her own music and her voice isnt half bad. The music isn’t either. Sure she plays too much into the image of rock and roll. She classifies it as something that makes her cool, which gives most people the opposite impression.
The main reason people have such an issue with taylor Momsen being as ‘rock and roll’ as she is in aminly because of the image she first had during gossip girls first ever season. Pretty mucha different girl all together.
You can hate the image she as, the way she portrays herself, you can even hate her music and have your own justified reason, but you can’t deny that the girl has talent. Shes also not that ugly either. Shes got this far, and had this much success, surely there must be a justified reason?
My review on Reading Festival
I know that its a bit late coming, and this might be the shittest review/article you’ve ever read, but i thought i’d just state my opinion.
I personally enjoyed my reading experience, it was the first time i ever went to a festival and i cannot tell you how much i was looking forawrd to it, and with good reason. Not only was it the higlight of my summer, pretty much the highlight of my year, and anything ive done for the past 5 years.
After the stress of nearly not getting a ticket and buying a tent at the last minute, the day had finally arrived. I decided to be a bit of an idiot and stayed up till 3 packing my bag of the things i bought last minute, then woke up at 5 to start the long(ish) journey to reading. Equipped with radio 1 and a ton of sleeping bags in Tamsin’s mums tiny car we set off. Of course it decided to rain and by the time we were queing the mud was incredible. Getting stuck in the queue was only the beginning. We decieded to camp in long grass, which quickly became a marshland with the rising water level, especially seeing as my teepee had no inner layer.
Let me just say, after this muddy first festival experience it was well worthit. The amount of bands i saw over 3 days could be anough to last any other person a lifetime, however instead of putting me off it made me want more. The atmosphere of a load of people who gathered simply to listen to music and mosh made it an amazing experience, and not only that but i managed to witness one of the most awaited re unions in good music today.
The Libertines. People can speak for themself with thier own attitudes but for me, it was everything people were hoping for and more. The atmosphere was incredibly, the crowd was excited and heckling became louder and louder, but for reading it wasnt ruined, it made it better. When Pete and Carl were re united on stage they seemed better than ever and not one person around me was disapointed. The crowd was reckless but again, it was better than way, even though riots were started in the front and the libs had to go off stage then re enter in the middle of ‘Tell The King.’
For me, Don’t Look Back Into The Sun was the most memorable moment of the entire trip. I just remember being a bit drunk, singing along and it being an exrtremely happy moment. I also believed i ju ped on a random blokes shoulder (as you do with festivalling) for most of it.
Anyway, before i bore you even more than was my recap of reading, and my personal view
So According to my journalism teacher
If i want to become a serious journalist i should probably start a blog in which i write articles and things about what im interested.
Seeing as my other blog was not exactly, serious, ive decided to start a new one.
I could not give a flying fuck whether you would like to follow me, this is simply so that i can have a career and possibly a place in university.
I might add that this blog will mainly be about music and festivals.
Maybe the odd political rave and fashion related post,
But mainly Music, that includes my opinion, gig reviews, CD reviews
and maybe if im not a total screwhead ill get the odd interview.
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