Hello, nice to see you. How are you? Good? How lovely. I'll be on my way now then.

Sometimes its nice to read things that actually seem like a real person is saying them, rather than things that have just been edited to the point of being so watery and bland you can't find the opinion behind them. So that's the way I'm going with this blog. To the point. Sometimes amusingly so. Sometimes not. You'll have to judge for yourself, won't you?

Monday, 19 September 2011

Oh well, whatever, Nevermind.

Don't regret a thing
And I've got this friend, you see
Who makes me feel and I
Wanted more than I could steal - Nirvana - Lounge Act


Something pretty cool happened 20 years ago. Well, more than pretty cool. Freaking awesome. This week, 20 years ago, a 90s grunge rock band called Nirvana came up with one of the best albums in history. NEVERMIND. The album that included such songs as Smells Like Teen Spirit, Come As You Are, Lithium, and many more songs that still prove to put the wannabe soft-rock songs of today in their place.



So to celebrate, I shall post all the songs from the album onto this post, for you to enjoy and rock out to and yeah. 


Smells Like Teen Spirit

The soundtrack of teen rebellion. I know that sounds cheesy, but it is. Don't lie. People don't like liars. If you don't like this song, which is highly unlikely, don't even bother to carry on reading.

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed.

In Bloom

The music video to this makes me laugh :) Great progression in this, a personal favourite to air drum along to. Although I have always thought the intro sounds like Grohl kicking his drum kit down the stairs... but in a good way.

And he likes to shoot his gun,
But he knows not what it means.




Come As You Are

Kurt Cobain has the most beautifully husky voice and that is one of the reasons I love this. So much. Brilliant guitar solo, and just general wowness.

Come, dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be.



Breed

Took me a little while to get into this, but when I did, I loved it. Still do. Love the lyrics and the general noisiness of it and everything.

I don't mean to stare
We don't have to breed.




Lithium

One of my favourite Nirvana songs. I love the lyrics, how they kinda express Kurts feelings, and also the contrast between the mellow verse and then the freaking awesome chorus.

I'm so happy, cause today I found my friends
They're in my head.
I'm so ugly, thats OK cause so 
are you
Broke our mirrors.


Polly

Truly chilling. I mean, it's amazing and all, and the guitar will stick in you head for days, but the story behind it when you listen to the lyrics is haunting. Based on a true story too. Just keep it in mind.

She caught me off my guard
Amazes me the will, of instinct.

Territorial Pissings

Like a big ball of Nirvana noise. Admittedly, not my favourite, but good all the same.

When I was an alien
Cultures weren't opinions.





Drain you

Just so legendary, I reckon it should have had a music video. Cannot express my love for this song in words, so instead I give you a strange face that will hopefully do the job for me. ^_^

With eyes so dilated, I've become your pupil
You've taught me everything about a poison apple.

Lounge Act

I love the lyrics to this. And the bass. And the guitar. Oh the guitar. Definitely listen to the lyrics next time, for some reason I love them. Maybe its just cause Kurt's singing them. Don't ask. 

And I've got this friend, you see
Who makes me feel.

Stay Away

DrumsDrumsDrumsDrumsDrumsDrums.

Monkey see, monkey do
I'd rather be dead than cool.







On A Plain.

Beautifully husky and loud and progressive and addictive.

I know it's wrong, so what should I do?
The black sheep got blackmailed again.






Something In The Way

Melancholic. Eerily silent. 13.51.

And the animals I've trapped 
Have all become my pets.

  

  

  







Yeah and well done those of you who recognised the title as a lyric from Smells Like Teen Spirit. Woop-de-fucking-do. Want a sticker or something? 


Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Funeral Songs.



Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know it all
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause
With the birds I'll share - Red Hot Chili Peppers - Scar Tissue

This post has been a little delayed, I've been a bit up and down, so sorry about that but if you were that bothered, perhaps you should take a good hard look at your life.

Funeral songs. Something everyone should think about, cause its what will reflect your life, in the end. And it's annoying how many widowed spouses/partners have to choose James Blunt - Goodbye my lover, because the deceased didn't choose one while they were alive, and lets face it, it's selfish - only talking about your love, not the persons life. There could be so many things that have gone on inside the persons head that you would never know about, and that's why it must be YOU who picks YOUR funeral song. So that's your homework. Choose a song to be played at your funeral, focusing on the lyrics, not just the sound of it, because you may love the song Girl with one eye by Florence and the Machine, but hopefully, you haven't gone around cutting out people's eyes and watching them die. Its about torture, people. Your family and friends will be blubbing enough at your funeral, without wondering whether you slowly haunted some girl.

I have chosen my funeral song anyhow, because it seems to sum up how I see things and what I generally feel. It's Scar Tissue, by Red Hot Chili Peppers. Listen to it, maybe you'll understand. 

Anyway, its something I find interesting. Now scurry away and choose your funeral songs. 

Song mentioned/Stuck in my head


Red Hot Chili Peppers - Scar Tissue


My funeral song. Now choose yours.

And as an extra something for you, unrelated to this subject...

The Vaccines - Post Break Up Sex



I don't feel like saying much else, so I'll leave you with this-


Friends are like potatoes. If you eat them, they die.

Sunday, 4 September 2011

Stories in songs and other sentimental crap.

Well you know I usually do some lyrics up here...
TODAY IS DIFFERENT.


Today, I am going to enthuse to you about lyrics and how much I love it when they actually mean something. What I hate is people blindly swearing their love to someone with no proper proof. It sickens me. But what I love is a good murder story or two. Take White Lies, for example. Their songs may be about love on some level, but they write about it in a way that isn't just about all the goo-ey affections and stuff, but the forgiveness that one would feel whilst in love with someone. I'm probably just confusing you now. I'm confusing myself. I'll give you an example, you'd like that, wouldn't you.


White Lies - Unfinished Business



Just give me a second, darling, to clear my head.
Just put down those scissors, baby,
On the single bed.
The sand in the hour glass is running low,
I came through thunder, the cold wind, the rain and the snow,
To find you awake by your window sill,
A sight for sore eyes, and a view to kill.

I broke down in horror at you standing there,
The glow from the moon shone through cracks in your hair.
I shouted with passion “I love you so much”,
But feeling my skin, it was cold to the touch.
You whispered "Where are you?",
I questioned your doubt,
But soon realized you were talking to God now.

You got blood your hands and I know it’s mine,
I just need more time.
So get off your low, let’s dance like we used to.
But there’s a light in the distance, waiting for me,
I will wait for you.
So get off your low, let’s kiss like we used to.

I looked in the mirror, but something was wrong.
I saw you behind, but my reflection was gone.
There was smoke in the fireplace as white as the snow.
A voice beckoned gently “Now it's time to go”.
A requiem played as you begged for forgiveness.
“Don’t touch me!” I screamed,
"I’ve got unfinished business."

You got blood your hands and I know it’s mine,
I just need more time.
So get off your low, let’s dance like we used to.
But there’s a light in the distance, waiting for me,
I will wait for you.
So get off your low, let’s kiss like we used to.

You got blood your hands and I know it’s mine,
I just need more time.
So get off your low, let’s dance like we used to.
But there’s a light in the distance, waiting for me,
I will wait for you.
So get off your low, let’s kiss like we used to.

Ok, so. You get what I mean now? Well basically, I like it when each word has a purpose, rather than pointless "yeah, yeah, yeah"s and "no, no, no"s scattered about here and there to fill the gaps. See, without the music, this song could be a poem on its own. I'm not saying I don't like songs with weak lyrics, because in some songs the lyrics are just another component in the song, like the bass or drums or guitar, but its just really good to hear a song with actual meaning behind it.

Song stuck in my head

I'm going to cheat you a bit here. Seeing as Unfinished Business has been stuck in my head, I am going to do it as this song. Sozlol. But never  fear, it's a bloody good song. Charlie did a remix of it before which was actually really good, but I don't know if he'll let me post it on here. I'll ask, anyway. AND GUESS WHAT, NOW YOU CAN LINK THE SONG TO THE LYRICS YAY. Sing song time. Anyway, prepare to have your socks knocked clean off...

White Lies- Unfinished Business

Oh, alright then. I'll do another song for you.

Hot Hot Heat - 21@12






Not enough people know about Hot Hot Heat. They are just so bloody good. Another band which is yet to be properly discovered, you can take this opportunity to know about them before anyone else. I dare you. I think you might be hearing more from these in the near future, whether through me or them suddenly becoming huge.

LAV YOU BYE.

This is for Charlie, because he is disorganised, don't worry about reading it, it will bore you.

Tune it to standard, then tune the ninth fret of the lowest string to the A string, once that is in tune, tune the A string to the seventh fret of the (now) low C string. Tune the D string to the ninth fret of the G string, (be careful, this is tuning it up and it's more likely for you to break a string) Leave the G string where it is, Tune the B string to the fifth fret of the (higher) G string, and tune your top E string to the high C string. Sorry if you wasted your time reading this. I'll try and do a new post soon to make up for it.

Saturday, 3 September 2011

Judgements on people that I know.

Is it safe inside your head?
Songs to serenade the dead
All along I said I know no enemies
Mix it up until there are no pedigrees - Red Hot Chili Peppers - Midnight




BOOM Surprise Nirvana attack.


You know the way, you write a blog, friends find out about it, they want in. So here they are. And here are my opinions of them.



Lucy

Music taste: Screamo and Never Shout Never. You do the math. Although she would like me to say that her music taste "although different is still very good". I do respect it, though. Doesn't mean I like it.
Radio station: She prefers to just listen to her ipod, rather than listen to radio. 
Interests: Being abnormal, iceskating, stalking youtubers, listening to me whine, being funny unintentionally, giving wise advice, screamo-ing out, scribbling on shoes, having blonde moments (don't deny it Lucy).
Overall: A generally awesome friend, with more weirdness than a streetdancing cucumber. However, I can tell her anything and I take advantage of this. There aren't really enough words that I can think of to describe how great she is. She's lovely. End of.


Charlie
Music taste: Pretty much the same as me, but more expansive. Although apparently he now loves noise pop. I can't keep up. It's excellent, anyway. His music taste, that is. Not noise pop. Well, noise pop a little. Still not really sure what it covers. Charlie calls it "a warm blanket of noise". I call him queer.

Radio station: Xfm.
Interests: Playing pretty much any instrument, having little "projects" (e.g. blogging, remixing, super-glueing ears to his head, DJ-ing... not sure if that ever took off?), a wide knowledge in the world of music technology, going to gigs and more stuff.
Overall: Quite funny, although annoyingly clever. Still copies off me sometimes though, but that's ok because sometimes I copy off him. Gets in moods if I am the slightest bit mean, which he knows pisses me off. Allows me to moan at him about stuff, which is actually quite nice. And to end, he would like me to say he is great. Likely. That is all.

Chris
Music Taste: If you were to get my cd collection, then dunk it in a big vat of folk-batter, then fry it whilst seasoning with Noah and the Whale, Laura Marling and Mumford and Sons, then finally dress it with some hipster sauce that you probably wouldn't have heard of, you would get Chris's music taste.

Radio Station: Xfm.
Interests: Hipster-ing around in camera shops, writing gothic poetry, excessive use of fake blood, blogging, hipster pride marches in Cobham and many other things that are too alternative and you probably wouldn't have heard of them.
Overall: Too hipster for his own good. Nuff said.
Jas
Music taste: A bit folky, a bit indie, a bit rocky, a bit strange. Yes I'm thinking of that 3-way golden rule song.
Radio Station: I honestly don't know.
Interests: Photography. Seriously, its all she's ever on about. She loves vintage cameras and stuff. Oh, and sharks. She likes sharks. Shark week on the discovery channel is like her favourite week of the year. She blogs too. Also, working. Always working, whether its for her photography thing or mucking out horses. I think I may have missed out a few things. Ah well.
Overall: Pretty damn cool, what with all her nice cameras and clothes and shiz. Oh and she hosts a very... interesting sleepover.

Sean
Music taste: Has my total admiration. Similar to mine, however with lots of other stuff and quite White Lies biased :).
Radio Station: Xfm.
Interests: Really really good at piano. Like, wow. Seems to spend an awful lot of time golfing, even has his very own golf diary, which he likes to carry around (bless). Gatecrashes random parties that might just have the promise of cake, and I must mention his table football skills. Even if we broke the table. Whoopsie.
Overall: Very funny, often unintentionally. Generally nice person, even bought me a birthday present with even being asked! (unlike chris ;)). Oh yeah, my mum thought you were funny, what with all the square-a-bout trivia. Just thought you might like to know.

Becca
Music taste: Good, mostly influenced by me. She's catching on quick.
Radio Station: Xfm, upon recommendation.
Interests: My charlieissocoollike bud :) Fun, quirky  and strange, slightly stalkerish to youtubers upon occasion, but with good intentions.. She likes all that drama-y shiz, and is very clever. She beats me (intelligence wise)in most things. Depressing.
Overall: A great person who I've had great memories with. Bubbly, honest, kind, funny, and other nice things. I dunno. She's pretty cool, anyway. Your original was longer Becca, but that got deleted by accident. So here you go. Finished.

OK THAT'S IT I GIVE UP. I've had enough. This has taken me hours. If you are not on here and want to be on here, tough. Maybe some other time. I can't be bothered to write another for a while, most of the people are either on here because of constant pestering or blackmail. Take note. Anyhoo.

Song stuck in my head (its what this is turning into, don't deny it.)

The Drums - Money
I've only really just gotten into The Drums, only since they've started releasing new stuff, but this has been on the radio loads and now its in my head and I can actually apply it to many situations in my little life. Plus it has a nice intro. Well, all of its nice but you get what I mean. I've run out of describing words after writing all that.



I'm going to bed.