Consolation Prizes - Phoenix

Much better sound quality version here.

Mmmm, can't friggen waaaaaaaaait.

Olympic Airways - Foals

So tight. So cool.



Oh my gosh, I just looked at my finger side on and there's, dead-set, a divot where I cut myself. A chunk of me is missing!

(P.S. If you got the title for this without doing some research, you rule.)

 Damn Spring Valley their marketing campaign!

My Orange Juice the other day said something about how OJ sometimes mixes with rather dubious company, and I was like "lol, vodka and OJ on the train, good tiiiimes", and then "WAIT A MINUTE, you're totally marketing OJ as something a little less straight than OJ normally is!"
Which then made me want to see what was written on the other flavours. Brilliant fucking marketing, Spring Valley. Damn you.

Apple Juice today: When a bender begins and when it ends is not an exact science. However our not so rigorous testing proves that when the bender has been and gone, it leaves behind a primordial need to consume something of substance, something so angelic and good it probably grew on a tree - and preferably for that something to be almost like an apple in liquid form.





Meow. :)

--from zacislost, a message to me on Twitter. [We both go to BB, I've never met the guy, but because you can share playlists using iTunes and since everyone at college has a mac with the same capabilities, you're able to listen to other peoples songs]

I tend not to listen to the following genre of music, but you cannot beat a good fuck-off scream-at-the-top-of-your-lungs song every now and then. Here are my two top bands in this category at the current time. Watch the whole video, don't be put off by the random first bits:



Southern Weather, by The Almost

Never mind that the lead singer has this weird as shit looking long, ranga hair. The band as a whole look siiick.



Young Cardinals, by Alexisonfire.

I have an aversion to screaming, because USUALLY it makes me want to kick the shit out of whatever happens to be nearest to me. It's like noise for the sake of noise. I have friends and family to make that sort of noise for me already. But in this case I'm willing to put up with it to hear Dallas Green seduce my heart in the chorus.


Can't wait to see Phoenix in August, and I would pay in sexual favours if Foals came to Sydney.
Wanna see Birds of Tokyo too, and I would SO see Sugar Army again. Oh god, I love them.


Recently Added and worth a listen:

Bang! Gang! Eche! - 4 to the Floor
Port O'Brien - I Woke Up Today
The Kooks - Belly Love
The Kooks - Kids (Acoustic) [this is so awesome]
Hot Hot Heat - Dirty Mouth
Bon Iver - Re: Stacks
Phoenix - Consolation Prizes
Mystery Jets ft. Laura Marling - Young Love
Michael Giacchino - Nero Sighted

 I lol'd.

Story here.

TED is really good. I now would like to study anthropology. There are hundreds of really inspiring and amazing talks on TED, and I really encourage you to take some time out each day and watch one.

Blah blah blah blah.

Anyway, I clearly don't care if anyone reads this anymore, I just like writing for my own enjoyment.



Stocktake today at work, a nine hour shift (the longest I've ever had there) which felt like a holiday at work. "WHAT?" You say, and I say, yeah, because I was in causal clothes and doing something different for once.

A few things; one, OG messaged me for no reason.

two, I got to have a long chat with Amaan which doesn't occur often. He's a cool guy. The following conversation happened, respect.
We were talking about people who have left Target/that we haven't seen around much.
A: "I saw Lauren the other day"
C: "...Man, I haven't seen her for ages"
A: "Have you got beef with Lauren?"
C: *thinking, "lol, beef" and "how the hell did he pick that up from what I said?!"* "I...uhhh...kinda"
A: "I'm all ears, Clare"
C: "I'd rather not."
A: "Fair enough"
I was both astounded he managed to pick up so quickly that something was up, and then also let it go and not bring it up again.

three, I found a book I want to read, developed an even more unhealthy dislike for those skanky Bratz dolls, and realised that Barbie isn't around anymore except in the form of ACTUAL PEOPLE (The whole main cast of High School Musical, Camp Rock and Hannah Montana are Barbies. Imagine if you were made into a Barbie/Ken. Would that we weird, or awesome? On the note of Hanna Montana I have a video I must share with you.)

four, new playlist. There are seriously one or two songs in every playlist we have at work that I despise. The first, most fucking annoying song we have is the Jai Ho remix by the Pussycat Dolls. I swear those wenches need to be shot. I'm going to find every other song except the two I hate on the current playlist, download them, make a CD out of them and replace the one that's currently in there with it. I don't think anyone will notice, and those who do because they liked those songs deserve my disrespect. The stupid PCD's can't even pronounce Jai Ho. Urgh. So much loathing.
The second song is this. GODDAM IT. Ruin a perfectly good song by putting it into another perfectly good dance song. That's not even Dave Grohl singing. Cheap imitation Grohl. It did, however, cause me to check out some other remixes of Foo Fighters material, and Paul Van Dyke does a pretty good cover. I'd dance to that, it's not as fake and annoying as the one I will have to bear to work. The only ones on YouTube are poor quality mobile phone recordings, so I'm not even going to bother linking you. There are also good Best of You and Everlong remixes.


Sunday that just passed, I went to the city with my parents because I wanted to visit the MCA. Since my parents are pretty cool, they were also interested in visiting regardless of what was on. At the MCA there were a lot of illustrators, which was great to see. Some really amazing stuff. But more importantly, there was a Japanese woman, Yayoi Kusama, whose exhibition was on. Most of her stuff was really amazing in a kind of...unexpected way. Two rooms had HUGE effects on me (another two we didn't have time to visit). In one, the walls and carpet were all grey; and it was empty save for these giant vinyl balloons painted white at the top and bottom fading into black on the center. The installation was named Clouds, and that's what it was like. It really fucked with my sense of self control, there's "do not touch" signs everywhere, and that's ALL I WANTED TO DO. They just looked so squishy and inviting!
The second room was set up like someone's family/dining room...except the only light was provided by UV lights, and EVERYTHING, walls, floor, ceiling -down to the utensils at the table, and the records next to the TV- were covered in evenly-spaced, multicoloured, fluorescent dots. You couldn't help but to feel this overwhelming sense of delight as you walked around the room, or sat in the spotty chairs. There was a lot of laughter. If you happened to be high in that room...wow. Maybe she WAS high when she made it? Whatever, it was awesome. It took me to another world.


Here's your video, now you have slogged through my recounts. WATCH PAST THE "CREDITS"
("I'm hot for his balls or something")

I came across this on my wiki surfing: Hamilton's rule. While I don't believe in altruism* in its strictest, rawest sense, I still think it's cool that there's an equation (or, more accurately, inequality). I'm a nerd and it just makes me better than you. :D
Another nerdgasm I had involved finding a program on my laptop in which you type an equation and it provides you with a diagram of it on a 2D or 3D plane. It's called Grapher, and it's so awesome.

Phoenix have released their video for 1901, from the album Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix. The video is interesting at first but gets boring quickly. The boringness then rubs off on the song, which I actually really like. It's unfortunate. Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix is due to be released later this month, however due to having good connections, I got it a few months ago.

More music: New Red Riders sounds a hell of a lot like Dappled Cities, yes?
And Australian band The Galvatrons sound like they came from the 80's, but you know what? That's all right with me. ("Alright" isn't a word, it's the lazy and ignorant persons spelling of all right. I hope you realise this.)

And also, I came to the revelation that the MOST ULTIMATE** boyfriend for me, ever, would be someone in an orchestra. Those who know me well, will know why this would be ultimate, and those who don't get it, I'm sorry, I'm not embarrassing myself here.

I've typed up this entry three times today, and on the previous two attempts, I lost it for one reason or another. I have too much to say.



*Altruism would have us believe that people do things at their own cost to benefit someone else. I don't think this definition is quite complete. I don't believe for a second anyone is that selfless. If Jesus existed, maybe he would be the only altruistic person ever... Actually no, fuck that. Jesus died to save our sins so we could worship him/god (or as the Christians would put it, "have a relationship with him" How selfish can one person get? They want to be friends with the entire human race. Why?). So that's not pure altruism. Everyone does good for others, even if it does hinder their own life in some way, because they know they will be rewarded in some way later. People claim it's just "a good way to live". Of course it is, because then you'll always have someone to help you; you'll always have a backup. People are good to other people for security purposes. Because it benefits a community. Because they can see that it will get them places. Because they know if they're horrible to people they'll most probably have a painful existence and shorter lifespan. Thus, I think while the term altruism leads people to thinking it is an act which is not expected to be reciprocated in some way, that's just not how humanity works. Even giving money to homeless has its...I feel that people give money to the homeless to make themselves feel better more than anything. Altruism is thought to work without reason. EVERYONE has a reason for doing something.

I crap on a lot when I think about something too much. Mostly when I think about humanity and how terribly stupid we are.


Nerdy again, but so effing cool


**I realise that the phrase "Most Ultimate" is rape of the English language. It's like saying "Most last". Or "Most best", or as young children say, "Bestest". I also realise my pedantic nature may irritate you, but I don't owe you an apology for being myself.

I have three strange men in my house. I don't want to leave my room.





Now that I have your attention; my house in in the midst of being renovated! Exciting.

For those familiar with my house; Chris' room is having half its wardrobe pulled out so he can fit a desk, Tim's room is being made bigger (by moving the wall further into the existing lounge room), and that main room with, oh, -everything in it- is being extended into the existing patio out the back. I might ask the electrician when he comes to add a power point to my room... :D

Anyway, this all means Tim and Chris can study in their own rooms instead of at the dining table, and we can get a much larger TV. As well as a new lounge set, dining set, and THEN, depending on how mum and dad feel, a new kitchen.

I'm slightly annoyed because I've always had the largest bedroom of the kids, but after this, Tim will. Damn him! Maybe I can convince him to swap bedrooms with me...

Sia | Soon We'll Be Found from Concord Music Group on Vimeo.

You know, there should be some sort of punishment for people who make an assessment out of "planning how you will research". How about we just research? I don't think a PLAN is worth 40%, do you?

He just liked to live that way, he loved to take your money.


I hate girls who work at the make up stands in Myer. Well, no, okay, I just hate the girl I dealt with at Chanel today. What's your fucking problem? I'm BUYING SOMETHING off you, and you treat me like you a) have no time for me and b) think I'm stupid. I loved that I ran you off your rails when you went to say that "two coats will look black", and I finished your stupid conceited sentence for you with a lot of "fuck, that isn't obvious?" feeling.

After this I gave five bucks to a homeless person, because they deserved my money more than you.

( Really long rant I did not foresee myself writing )

I made the following for a friend who had to have a poster designed as part of their assessment; they provided the content, so I was limited with what I could do regarding that. It's will be printed A1 size, which is why you can't read any of the text at the size you'll see it here.

I made everything you see on this, including the logo, the background art, the can and bottle graphic and the graph. Oh...but the brushes I used were thanks to Rawox, rce-ordinary, Go Media and SeleneHeart.

Yes, I did.



Notice how much I can claim. I rule.
Not included is train ticket cost and food cost, which came to $23.20

All this, when all I wanted to do today was see Wolverine with Ben, Jess, Ash and Mikel. And after seeing that, all I wanted to do was buy the Wolverine soundtrack. Or at least one of the X-Men ones. ...look what happened! Goddamit.

This is due tomorrow. It's called a "Reflective Workbook" and is basically like a Art journal/Process Diary you'd keep in high school except...different. In the last photo, the pictures in the book are of something I made during the last few weeks as part of the same subject. You really have to touch this book to understand why its so cool.

 
Just a short, tiny doodle I did during class.



I'm doing okay. But I'm not ready yet. And I'm so hectially busy, even if I wanted to come back I'd have to turn all invitations down.

Men of My Moment.

 Guys, this is just to let you know that it probably seems like I don't care about you at the moment.

And I'm sorry for that. But I just need some time...away from it all.

I go through these phases where I need to push everyone away/retreat into my shell for a while.

I'll be back, hopefully soon rather than later. For now, just know this isn't because I don't care about or am angry/upset with you.

Bon Iver
Blood Bank

Well I met you at the blood bank
We were looking at the bags
Wondering if any of the colors
Matched any of the names we knew on the tags

You said "see look thats yours!
Stacked on top with your brother's
See how they resemble one another
Even in their plastic little covers"

And I said I know it well

That secret that you knew 
But don't know how to tell
It fucks with your honor
And it teases your head
But you know that its good girl
Cos its running you with red

Then the snow started falling
We were stuck out in your car
You were rubbing both of my hands
Chewing on a candy bar

You said "'aint this just like the present
To be showing up like this"
As the moon waned to crescent 
We started to kiss

And I said I know it well

That secret that we know
That we don't know how to tell
I'm in love with your honor
I'm in love with your cheeks
What's that noise up the stairs babe?
Is that Christmas morning creaks?

And I said I know it well 
I know it well ...