Crinkley Kiwi

[confliction]

Woah, like, where have you all been?

Glad you're all back.
It was lonely without you.
Was quite black.
Kinda dark too.

Oh... alright, I admit it.
I haven't updated in over 2 months.
My last proper post was pretty crap and ranting too.
Let's see how this one fairs.

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[< insert intelligent and meaningful poetry here >]

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Hmmm, how... post-modern...

So, what's worth talking about in the world that is me.

That's not an attempt at overtly ego-centrist behaviour by the way,
just a way to express a life that only I can experience.

There's a world that is you too.
Brings a whole new meaning to the phrase 'when world's collide'.

Or maybe not.
Probably brings exactly the same meaning to the phrase.

Moving on...

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Loner,
Moaner,
Public groaner,
Private stoner.

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You know, putting stuff down into words is dangerous stuff.
It makes me sit here and think:
"What can I write... hmmm.. nope, that's boring...
...that's boring... and so's that... hmmm... can't
remember what I've done in the past two months...
apart from sit in my room for more than 50% of the
time... good god."

How can one write entertaining entries about nothing exciting?

This radio station is annoying me,
the DJ seems to enjoy skipping the intro to every song.

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I eat peanuts.

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Musically, I'm still pretty much where I was.

Saw some crazy stuff at the local Adelphi club.
This experimental band with some crazy Japanese singer / hippie.

Then some cool punk band called Jeffrey Lewis from lower-east side, NY.
He's good at using lyrics to explain things, in a historical perspective it seems.
Pretty amusing, entertaining, and dare I say, educational.
Good comic artist too.
Hopefully he'll be appreciated for the Artist he is... one day.

Here's a mouthful...
...this Saturday I hope to check out, quote:
an 'Irish anarcho emo crust punk' band.

That was like trying to pronounce my own name with a mouth full of cheese.
The regular kind...

Anywho, they are playing at a pub somewhere, I should find out where and get my ass there ASAP!

I heard Biffy Clyro are playing at our Union venue too,
supposedly this Friday, but I'm too lazy to find out.

Also playing at a screen near you...
ummm...
...at a place near me...
is Hell Is For Heroes!
Lucky Nine are the main support band, plus there's a band called Aereogramme.

For those of you who don't know who Lucky Nine are (that includes me):
"Comprising Dan P Carter of A,
Colin Doran of Hundred Reasons,
Stuart Quinnell and Rob Coleman of Understand,
Richie Mills of Cable/Sunna
and Ben Doyle of Above All" - DrownedinSound.com

Jeeze, look at me. Pretending I read relevent websites.
I just found it in google, calm yourselves.

I'm still getting used to enjoying 'live music, yet shit sound quality' thing.
So I'll probably sit at the back somewhere, away from the local Hull rock teen scene.
Ugh.

Also, being the recovering-pyromaniac (good band name, must remember that one),
I might check out a band at The New Adelphi Club.
Felt like typing its real full-name.
It's 'new', cause it accidently got burnt down.
That has an air of relevence, lovely.
Anyway, they call themselves 'We Start Fires'.
I'll be fully prepared to ask for a refund.

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Will update sooner, about all things bright and beautiful.
Or not, as the case may be.

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Hell Is For Heroes - Slow Song (lyrics)

Come down,
to my level,
And share,
this cold with me,
The space,
once filled heavy,
With loss,
now lies empty,

I tried to run,
but i got stung,
A thousand times,
rolled into one,
The ache still burns,
with every word,
I broke to find,
the trust again,

Come down,
to my heaven,
And share,
this warmth with me,
We'll bleed,
here together,
And lick,
our wounds better,

I tried to run,
but i got stung,
A thousand times,
rolled into one,
The ache still burns,
with every word,
I broke to find,
the trust again,

I'll take the sting,
and close the door,
On everything,
that i became,
I close my eyes,
to see your face,
It holds me up,
it knocks me down,

You knock me down.

Comments

[greenhayze.livejournal.com]

Such detail, you should do your dissertation on your diet.