extinguisher
forgetting on your age and not judging the postman***
well, we are living in times where stereotypes dominate the scene. everyone uses stereotypes whether they like it or not. however, in certain cases and actually, quite a few in my opionion, these categorizing thought-patterns are used in a negative manner and are seemingly deconstructive. i think the major reason why humans pre-judge one another or try 'grouping like with like' is just because of survival and safety measures. it's also a learned behavior that we have been taught to do by perhaps older sour-grapes in society or from watching too much tv and movies. you are not limited by what others say, your age is just a number, not a ticking time-bomb ..and when it counts, you'll be respected for how you've respected others and yourself. can't we all just be comfortable with who we are? :) over*
music>sounds of the backyard & carworkshop
need a cd case?***
for a simple and easy way to make a cd case, check the link above!
and even better it's recyclable!:)over*
music>lipstick-little love ep
great pandas and elefants***
i found an article on heute.de about great pandas. to learn more, see link above:)
another strange thing that happened today was that in bangladesh, a group of wild badits had slaughtered a baby elefant and stole it's tusks. then in return, the entire elefant herd flattened the village injuring approx. 1000 people. the motto of the story is: don't fuck with nature and it's treasures and it won't fuck with you:) have a good one! over*
one in a billion***
so what is the chance that the extinguisher will be found amongst this vast, desolate internet machine-scape? actually it's not really so important..being found..being discovered, because there is always more and everything is temporary and relative. there are very few constants. over*
music>miss dinky-melodias venenosas
we're having technical difficulties***
actually we're having those all the time but, i'm writing about this last thursday evening for no appearent reason. i enjoy randomizing this time scope. so we go to "this" bar to make a beautiful mood with all the records we had just carried quite a ways and then it turns out their mixer is broken. so a nice person (our hero) rides all the way back home to get a new one so, an hour and a couple beers later, the mixer arrives but, along with the disappointing news that the problem wasn't quite solved. the buzzing sound continued. it wasn't only the mixer but also the cable to the master sound system...(this means no music to the main speakers=sux!) then, to make things even worse, the grounding cable on the left turntable was also screwed..come to realize..really screwed! all the cables (which had appearantly been duct-taped "on") were now completely hanging out from underneath! perhaps the sound system was not able to be rescued at all. actually it wasn't. luckily enough somebody still made some sound by using their armpit..i mean the mini-mono boxes, the cd player and the right turntable, which were all in decent functioning order. other than those items, everything was broken, don't ask why but, i ,of course, have several theories. despite all the broken junk, the bar was totally full and still completely cozy with muffled tiny beats among the chatterboxes. at the end of the evening, i realized that the "headphones" consisted of one ear muff..which looked totally screwed like everything else that evening:) the motto is: always bring as much of your own shit with you as humanly possible and don't depend on anyone except yourself! over*
music>kid loco-a grand love story
an effort of mistake***
somethings are just best left undone and unsaid. it's better to say too little than not enough. some people say "self-discovery" but mean the word "self-obsession". what is the point of trying to be something you are not, maybe trying to be something you can't even identify with in the first place. the struggle of questions without answers and this buzzing city filled with puzzled people and their godly objects/belongings. i will not try to understand some people because sometimes there is just simply nothing to understand.
a show on wednesday confused me about how i viewed somebody; on thursday one of my socks was smaller than the other, even though they had the same color. take a guess what color they were. well, i think that the most commonly-worn colored sock here is black. mmm?! over*
music>american analogue set-the fun of watching fireworks
evening of echoed guitars***
you know where it's at. the first words arrive along with the first rules. no capitals allowed. just why not? well, it's my own computer generated opinion, well originally human that is. So..oh yeah no capitals. i'm already breaking the rules. i'm only human:) what a great excuse. we shall see how long these rules last. i had to press play again on the cd player. so what's playing? patience my dear is virtue. it's one of those days, that i'd just rather forget, possibly like many other days. life is like a slip and slide, and now i realize he forgot the train ticket. okay, so i guess i'll be resigning for today because it's day one and i wanna absorb these echoeing guitars and shattered blurry voices. take me away like king kong! up and away to the tallest skyscaper of all. over*
music> throbbing gristle-first annual report of...
the limit of an artist's imagination... how far can you go? life experiences, boundaries, perception's "game"; the concentrated juice of the lemon. it can be so sweet and oh so sour. -reporting from berlin city magnets