Chun Li's Spinning Bird Kick
Remember Norm? You know, that guy? Big, fat dude. From Life. Be In It. You know who I'm talking about? Well, today I lived a day of his life. I woke up at midday, I read a book for a few hours, I got my brother to pick me up some KFC, I watched some television, I read some more of my book, I picked up a pizza and now I'm on the computer. What a day. It has actually been very enjoyable, I guess that could be because I've been pretty busy for the past month or so. The book that I've got my head in at the moment is immensely enjoyable too. It's called Bunker 13 and is written by an author who is said to be an Indian love child of Joseph Heller and Hunter S Thompson. It's making me want to get out there and start messing with things again, people and myself. Islam is a religion of Love.
Actually, I did accomplish something today that I am proud about. This morning when I got home at about 5 after a night of revelry I spent 10 minutes writing an SMS to someone. It ended up being 3 pages long. I re-read it today as I was exhausted when I wrote it, and it made sense, which is always a plus. It was almost poetic in some parts. Truly an achievement.
It's coming up on 1:30 in the morning now and I am considering going up to the Starmart for a bit of a late night stroll. It'll be nice to get outside for a while. I wonder if I will see anything interesting on my walk. I don't think that I will. It would be cool to see something completely random though. Something like that night back in 1999 when I went up there after my valedictory dinner and ran into two friends of mine. I promptly jumped into the back of a car with them, a car that broke down 3 times during the journey of a kilometre to a party down the street. At this party there were many casualties. One of them was in the pool, pretending to drown - but not very well as he actually was. There was also a lot of vomit around the place that the household german shepherd was eating. I think that it was even a Thursday night. That was living.
I don't know if anybody out there likes Death From Above 1979, I do. I've heard their remix album. It's good. I don't really dig the Bloc Party one though. I think that perhaps the difference between the two is that the Bloc Party ones are songs that are completed. They have reached their maximum potential, whereas with the Death From Above 1979 songs there is alot more space for growth. This is starting to get a bit gay. I'm heading out for that walk.
posted by Robb @ 1:16 AM
3 Comments:
"Indian love child of Hunter S Thompson and Joseph Heller"? Sounds like my favourite author.
The Madonna album has been getting good reviews in both the popular and indie presses. The 'Les Rhythmes Digitales' guy had that hit 'What's That Sound' a few years back. It was sort of 80's electro pop. And he produced a Madonna record? How strange.
If you are actually into Death From Above you should know you may only refer to them as DFA 79. Do you read Pitchfork Media? Bloc Party, DFA 79, Libertines. Man, you should.
Yeah, I've heard a bit about Pitchfork, even headed over there one time... I don't like the way that they operate though. I sometimes get the feeling that they are just plain trying too hard. Maybe it's just me though.
Oh, for sure, that's the whole point. They do try hard. REAL hard. It's the king of the pretentious review press. Plus, like a lot of indie publications they're always slagging off the NME for wildly jumping onto any band that sound halfway decent and proclaiming them the greatest thing since sliced wheels. And, just like most of the indie publications, they're hilariously hypocritical.
What Pitchfork does in terms of zealously over-hyping records in reviews (that sound markedly like the language of a 23 year old Literature major) is porbably worse. However, they often have some great finds and are USUALLY pretty un-biased (eg. many records get around a 7). You just have to trawl through the dregs in the net.
Oh, there's also the humour factor in Pitchfork. Go and read the review for Radiohead's 'Kid A'. You couldn't INVENT someone more narcissistic and ostentatious than the dude who wrote that.
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