Thanks to spammers, this blog cannot die.
April 16th, 2009It’s undead. Thanks guys.
It’s undead. Thanks guys.
Give up or try harder?
There’s so much to think/write about, but the more interesting the topic gets, the less I am convinced I can. As a bonus, I can come out with the omnipotential have-no-time come-off. But I am just as lazy as this blog is dead.
There’s a czech evergreen argument between the lovers of pickled Hermelín cheese (abbr. as NH - Nakládáný Hermelín) and Niva chees balls, overwhelming time, social status and form of communication. (Hermelín is a Brie- or Camembert-like cheese and Niva is a typical czech blue cheese.) I am not going to try to absolve the conflict, but I can give you a closer look at one of this savouries.

NH pickled cheese is usualy sliced in halves and marinated in oil and spices, including thyme, juniper, bay leaf, garlic and onion. A pub, which doesn’t provide pickled cheese is considered inferior and there is a vast community of NH-eaters, who cannot imagine their further existence without constant supply.
Thanks to a funny coincidence, Czech Republic was the first place in the world, where the Simpsons movie first (legally) appeared. And as the temptation for superiority in releasing movies for the majority of non-cinema viewers peaked, the first czech CAM came to light.

The sad part of this story is that the nineteen-year-old pirate hero got caught and now he is facing the charge of violating copyright laws. The suggested penalty is 5 years imprisonment and 5 million CZK (about $240000) fine. This statement is indeed exemplary in creating an exemplary case. Where did the exact amout appear?
“Are you hearing this shit?” breathes out Mike Patton with despair in his face, listening to the Wolfmother live show while being interviewed. “What year you are in? Forgive me, but Wolfmother, you suck… Help me, am I fucking crazy? Oh my god, enough already! Are people that stupid? I guess they are. I don’t even have to say it, you’ve got ears.” His face is almost scared, ghastly astonished. He looks like he is convincing himself to believe what he’s hearing.
All those out-of-date rockers, who dare to insist on “Faith No More was good, but now…” look like Patton was their pain in the ass for a very long time. Like Mr. Harrison on Music Towers - “I have been a loyal devotee to your various projects and experiments over the years…”, (in whose Patton, exposes his flout all those years, but musically), starts kicking immedieately after Patton says his opinion in public. An answer to this, could be a shot from Patton’s performance, where you can experience his physical poetry and barking scat-core beatbox.
Along with Harrison, thousands of touched narrow-minded good-old-rock-lovers on YouTube. They reveal words like “Mike Patton ripped off Red Hot Chilli Peppers” - what?? They unpack those same-old-pattern discussions full of grammy-winning, ripping other bands, and what is sensible music, good music and what is music at all.
This is the man that said wolfmother sucked? This is not music, some of you are trying hard to convince yourselves that it is but it isn’t. This pretentious dipshit is probably laughing at you as we speak because he can do anything and be praised by his whores. He thinks he’s a genius who is above reproach but it’s time to stop experimenting with this bullshit and make music. Until then, he can’t say shit about anybody.
Oh come on, enough already. This is so backward-thinking, I am in despair pretty much same as Patton was. And in the end, there is always a good piece of advice: “So Patton just get on and reform Faith no More and play something more popular.” Thank you Mr. Harrison, we appreciate your pedagogical movement.
My people, music is but one!
Patton is also known for utilizing a wide variety of vocal styles and techniques; as such, his performances include airy falsetto passages, Sinatra-esque lounge crooning, death metal grunts, Medieval-style chanting, an abrasive take on scat singing featuring various shrieks, screeches, and the occasional jostling of his Adam’s apple while singing; as well as beatboxing and a variety of authentic-sounding vocal emulations of flowing water, a train, a computer voice, or other items. Critic Greg Prato writes, “Patton could very well be one of the most versatile and talented singers in rock music.”
Read more at Wikipedia
Finally. Some thoughtful winds brought some of the world’s best contemporary post-rock bands to nearby places. Well! Dont miss them:
You can meet me there with a pink sunflower between my teeth, wearing a black plastic suit, painted nails and a pair of scissors to cut off your ties - don’t you hate biz? But what repines me is that I missed the oportunity to see Maserati, Ostinato, and These Arms Are Snakes (not post-rock at all), but I’ll give ‘em one more chance to see me live.
So what’s the buzz? Why now? Can we await vast attendance or just a group of maniacs? I think we can thank p2p filesharing for superfast spreading of this temporary music, so there will have been tons of maniacs. Isn’t it … mmm … delicious?
Or do you remember any one-or-two-album bands making concerts transatlantic? Pour it on hard!
UPDATE: I AM GOING TO KILL MYSELF, I MISSED THE SLEEPYTIME GORILLA MUSEUM SHOW in Vienna! Why the hell did I put it on May and not on April. DAMN!
Did you get it? I hope so. I haven’t yet. I dont get it. The reality has to shrink to size of balls of a smelly metrosexual. The singularity appears every minute, as the precious seconds tick… tack……
God was wrong! I am….
Bc.
If you wonder why I am so suprised, astonished, stun rigid and what’s this big deal all about…. just think again. Realize what faculty I study. Then imagine me. Wearing a tux-t-shirt, flannel jacket, denim jeans after daddy, Tesco-bag and drooling over new linux kernel. Still no clue? I’ll explain further later…..
After months of discussion about copylefting and legal-music, which was getting rather cold, Norway gets its new and biting statement: iTunes will be legal no more. As MSNBC says:
Apple was dealt a blow in Europe on Wednesday when Norway’s powerful consumer ombudsman ruled that its iTunes online music store was illegal because it did not allow downloaded songs to be played on rival technology companies’ devices.
To me it sounds like reasonable solution to the causa between Apple and Norway and it should be exemplary for other countries. Why should we allow such creepy behaviour like buying music which could be played only on devices manufactured by the seller himself? It’s like if you could wash your new clothes only with washing-mashine distributed by the same company. What a nonsense!
I hope this act will ignite the debate about DRM again.
Digital World adds:
Apple has until October 1 to open up Fairplay to other companies, or face fines and the threat of iTunes being closed down in Norway. Since the first option is about as likely as Satan skating to work, Apple’s only choice in the long run — assuming endless legal wrangling fails — will be to close iTunes in Norway, and possibly other European countries.
http://blogs.pcworld.com/digitalworld/
archives/2007/01/norway_outlaws.html
Because I am the living evidence.
Of course I read all the “9 ways to be productive”, “10 steps for your heatly life” or “150 things you have to do to get from the fact your both parents were brothers with pedophilic proclivity”, but none of them speaks about laziness as a symptom of stress!
Maybe you remember the situations, when you are supposed to do some imporant activity like studying for an exam, managing loads of calls or having a rather ridicolous deadline of your project, but you just do anything else to avoid it. Tidying up the chaotic mess in your room, cleanig your keyboard, making order in your DVDs or even on your harddisk (!) can help you avoid the incoming menace.
But I … just do nothing. I keep sleeping, because it is less trendy than commiting a suicide and if I can’t, I just stare, browse, click and refresh. Click and refresh, paint nonsense with mouse gestures and it has come so far I am writing about it on this website! Damn my apathy! I should have been reading like three books a day, but I just can’t presuade myself!
I hope I’ll get over this self-deploring period soon and start getting ready for that friggin exam…
Or is it just the other way around? Just a depressive illusion of doing-nothingness that pushes you to the “Nah! I’ve done absolutely nothing yet!”? But the answer is: Get a life, its all about luck.
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