Thursday, February 28, 2008

A public service announcement.

Good day silencenauts (yes, that term again) I've got something new to report, something new I've done


... I peed in the sink.

That's right, I said it, and I did it.

I peed in the fucking sink, and guess what- it was the greatest urination of my entire life.

For you female readers- you may disregard, unless you're into crouching on top of your sink on a regular basis. Fellow manfolk- peeing in the sink is 1,000,000 times easier, quicker, and better than peeing in your toilet.

this is how I see it, your sink is usually at waist level with your body, meaning you don't have to let your little fellow hang there like a sloth from a tree.




Now, the cleanup is easier as well.

If you've ever woken up with a full bladder, like Hoover Dam type stuff. You go to the bathroom, and spend two minutes standing there, staring at your junk and the toilet.




What happens with that giant spurge of urine? It bounces on you occasionally. Making your leg covered in urine, and often the floor.

Not with the sink, you point and a steady stream goes right down the drain.





Now unless your sink is set back a good ten inches, you can make peeing in the sink easily.

It's not as gross as you might think either- urine is a sterile substance, and if it still disgusts you, just dump some water in the sink around the edges and stuff, it'll be good as it was before you unleashed your water beast into lake sinkalot.

So fellow males- do me a favor:

PISS IN YOUR SINK



-
Josh.

Album Reviews, part three.

So, I suppose this is the third segment in my album reviews. I'm really digging critiquing albums and stuff, maybe I'm just weird. If you want to read the other parts, click here and enjoy. So, I guess this is the third section.

Also; I've decided that after I run out of albums on my "list" I'm gonna start reviewing newly released albums as well, just to give more of an updated opinion.


1. Late Registration - Kanye West























I gave "College Dropout" a pretty groovy review. I wish I could say the same about this one, I was less than impressed with this record. As far as Kanye goes, it's pretty solid- but you can see more R&B influence in it, and I kind of hate R&B these days, so it didn't really speak out to me. Same beats on those songs, but there were a few solid gems.

Standout Tracks:

Hear 'Em Say (Ft. Adam Levine)
Touch The Sky (Ft. Lupe Fiasco)
Golddigger (Ft. Jamie Foxx, and Ray Charles)
Gone (Ft. Consequence, and Common)

Score: 5.5/10


2. Graduation - Kanye West
























Seeing how the "Late Registration" turned out, I could only imagine how this one would go... I hate to say it- it was fucking awesome. Given the most annoying song is "Drunk And Hot Girls", the most of the entire record is pretty awesome, catchy and fun to listen to. Like I said- there are a few lame, boring tracks, but regardless of those- the albums is pretty much solid.

Standout Tracks:

Bittersweet (Ft. John Mayer, Bonus track)
Good Morning
Stronger
I Wonder
Can't Tell Me Nothing
Everything That I Am
The Glory
Goodnight

Score: 8.5/10


3. We were dead before the ship even sank - Modest mouse






















I dig some Modest Mouse, and this record is no exception. The entire feel of the album could be considered one long track, because it kind of has the same nature throughout. There are quite a few good tracks in there. While the feel of the album stays the same and sounds good- it eventually it gets old. It seems after it just started getting old, they change it up give you a cool track like "Little Motel".

Standout Tracks:

Dashboard
Fire It Up
Missed The Boat
Little Motel

Score: 6.5/10


4. Let's Face It - The Mighty Mighty Bosstones
























So my opinion over the Mighty Mighty Bosstones is this: They rule, when it's a song when Dicky is singing, not screaming. As far as ska goes- this is a solid fucking record, full of great riffs, and great changeovers, distortion, trombone, etc. As far as this being a Mighty Mighty Bosstones album- it's an iffy. It's a good album, but with every Mighty Mighty Bosstones record, there are only a few tracks I really like. Dicky Barrett has such an amazing voice, that he doesn't need the screaming songs, he needs to more ska-core songs.

Standout tracks:

The impression that I get
Let's Face It

Score: 7.5/10


7. Medium Rare - Mighty Mighty Bosstones






















So, this is another Mighty Mighty Bosstones album- except this one is a collection of rarities, b-sides, and three newly recorded songs. For the most part it's VERY solid, and very awesome- and a cool view to see the Bosstone boys back at work with some music. There is also a lot of humour in here too- namely the song chocolate pudding, as well as some depressing in memoriam, a tribute to Desmond Dekker. As I said, it's a great album, even for a collection- but if this is your first Bosstones listen, then go for some Jackknife To A Swan, because this album is pretty much all over the place going from hardcore rocksteady, to some groovy reggae, some ska, andthen some punk influence- nonetheless, a good album and hopefully a new album on the horizon.

Standout Tracks:

Chocolate Pudding
Don't Worry Desmond Dekker
Katie
Is It?
Favorite Records

Score: 8.5/10


8. Zeitgeist - Smashing Pumpkins
























This is the first new Smashing Pumpkins album since 2000. Billy Corgan decided to revive one of the best bands from the 90's... Without the other members, with the exception of the drummer Jimmy Chamberlin. It's Smashing Pumpkins, but it sounds like a shitty, annoying cover band at times. I miss the old days- of Zero, and 1979! WHY BILLY CORGAN? WHY?! The few catchy, groovy songs on here sound immensely the same, with the exception of a few. For the most part it's just depressing to not hear the old Smashing Pumpkins, though let's hope the next album fares better.

Standout Tracks:

That's The Way (My Love Is)
Tarantula
Neverlost

Score: 5.5/10


So I guess this is it for part three. Next times I'll have some Miles Davis, New Radicals, and Millencolin for you :)

- Josh.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Some things that annoy me, and an invitation.


Good evening all, it's currently 8:57 PM, and I'm super fucking tired.

I'm listening to some Mighty Mighty Bosstones, and having some fun trying to find something to do.

I'm not sure if I'll be posting my album reviews anymore; I may, but I wrote one and it got deleted somehow, and so I have no will to do it again.

Anyways. My past few days have been alright- hanging out, sleep a lot, procrastinating schoolwork, stuff like that.

I've kind of been in a bum mood today, just tired and cranky for the most part. There isn't a lot to do right now.

Sam is sick, so I can't hang with her.

Fred goes to college, and live a bit away, and it's hard for him to come into town with little notice.
Cameron is dumb and crashed his car, and he lives a bit away as well.

Katlin and I don't talk.
Clay is off doing whatever.
Mike works
Lauren works
Matt's... Matt.
Christina.... Yeah.
Daan isn't very close.

Jesus all of my friends are sick, have jobs, or live far away.

I've been doing a lot more artwork lately, I've shown Fred- that's about it.

I'm trying to focus on school, which isn't the easiest thing to do when you don't give a fuck about education.

I've just got something on my mind, and it happened a few days ago, but It's still stuck up in my little brain. So I was talking on the phone with Christina the other day, and I mentioned this girl who I'm interested and this girl feels the same for me, I just mentioned it because I didn't think Christina would care- and then Christina said that she feels like I'm rushing into a relationship.

We broke up two weeks ago, if I'm correct (which I oft doubt) and we've been cool (for the most part) since then, and I don't know- her telling me I'm rushing into this is kind of odd, considering well, fuck it I’m not gonna start fighting with myself over the blog.

ANYWAYS.

So, I've been reading a lot less, and watching a lot more documentaries.

I'd say one of my favorite documentaries is "Bowling For Columbine" which is an amazing perspective over America's fascination of firearms. I think Michael Moore brings out the scariest and the worst in people. I believe it should be shown in schools, all classes, 24/7 in those bumfuck towns in North Dakota (and my own Ohio) where people get off on hunting animals. They don't really talk about the hunting of animals in the documentary, but you can see how it relates when you watch it.

I was thinking about common sense.

Now, I know a certain person who has VERY LITTLE common sense, and it just makes me kick the shit out of myself for going along with them.

I wrote them an e-mail with the title "Four Eyed Monsters", which was the title of the film reviewed in the previous post. I told this person I was going to write them an e-mail with the code embedded to watch it (which the code failed).

I get up, check my e-mail and I got a reply from this person the e-mail said something like this:

"Um, nothing is showing up on this email. And anyways, I watched it last night, if it was the video you tried to send me."

Words cannot express my disdain and utter lack of common sense which this e-mail provided. Maybe no one else finds this annoying, but it makes me want to scratch my eyes out with a plastic spork.

I sat there and read this, and I immediately did this:





I hate it when people stop using common sense, and just do retarded shit that makes no sense to me. If you think I'm being cruel, then fuck you.

If you think that me being outright is hurting people's feelings- then there is very little I can say to you, I don't wish any harm on people mentioned in my blog, but I think we can all do some things to improve ourselves, and just realize some things we may not notice we do.

With that- I'm inviting you all to do something.

If there is something on here, that I've written about, ANYTHING I've ever done that you disagree with- then post it in the comments, you can post anonymously- but don't be afraid to, I'm sure you guys have SOME anger towards me, and so I invite you to ridicule me anonymously (if you wish), so with that- go for it.

Monday, February 25, 2008

"Four Eyed Monsters" review.

Casually, I never review movies (an extensive, expansive grouping), and I do review the occasional album- though I feel like this film "Four Eyed Monsters" deserves a review. Mainly because it's an amazing gem in a shitstorm of carbon-copy bullshit.




It's very hard to explain the brilliance of this film without you seeing it first. It seems like a paradox inside of itself, judged on how it's filmed, and how it ends- and casually this would come off as odd, and unpleasant but within this film it only makes it that more interesting.

The story is rather auto-biographical, it's about two people in one city who just can't seem to find anyone. Eventually (I won't explain how, that's left to you) they DO find each other, but as an unassuming experiment they don't speak to each other for a lengthy amount of the film, and no it's not a silent fucking film, it's just... Well, I still think there are no words to describe it without seeing it, but I had to put something in here.

The score is amazing, it brings even more life into this movie. Wonderful post-rock sounding ballads and some odd techno-house-electronica going on.

It feels like the entire story is just a documentary- based on how lived-in and real the writing is. All of it feels very real, and truthful, and tragic.

One of the most redeeming qualities of this film is how real it actually is. It was written, directed and produced by Arin Crumley and Susan Buice, a couple from NY (I don't believe it is actually stated as NY, but it's my best guess based on the scenery) and how they met and got together. While the film ends, you can still see them being a REAL couple, bickering and complaining to each other and acting like a normal couple with normal problems, and questions.

While this film is VERY well done, and these two poured their entire lives into this- it's not for everyone. It's an amazing film that speaks straight to the heart about the emotional problems of life, loneliness, love, and everything in between- but don't watch this if you're expecting a funny guy to pop up in the background and make a dick and fart joke- that being said- it's an amazing gem in this great world of tragedy and truth.

Wanna know the best part?

It's free. You can watch it on Youtube by following the link below:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8rRFFi_stY

Usually I'd just post the video- but I think you need to watch it and leave comments, ratings, and favorite it. I recommend you ALL to go and check this out when you have 71 mins. to spare to sit in front of your computer and get the fuck off of myspace. If you watch it and like it then I URGE YOU TO BUY THE DVD AND SUPPORT THE FILM.


My score: 9.0/10

Links:

http://foureyedmonsters.com


Thanks - Josh.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Short little post.

So, it's 10:57 AM.
I woke up around 10, and put up my Obama HOPE poster (designed by the GREAT Shepard Fairey) that Fred gave me, and now I'm sitting here thinking.

I need to clean my room in the near future, it's not dirty, but I need to just go through stuff and find things to throw away.

It was a pretty cool weekend though, not TOO boring, got out of the house both nights, pretty groovy.

Well, I hope all went well over your weekend as well.

- Josh.

(Here is a video to go out on)

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Right now.

Well, it's 12:52 AM, I'm getting ready to crash- but I figured I'd talk before I head to sleep.
I got back from Sam's house an hour or so ago and started watching SNL, but I lost interest and came to my room.

I made a new banner:

Photobucket

I'll probably make another one, I'm not too keen on that one.

Not sure, just felt like making a quick post before I went to sleep.
I'll probably find something to bitch about tomorrow when I wake up.

Until then- watch this, get angry and write a letter to congress.




- Josh.

Well, Josh is an asshole.

Right now, it's 1:22 PM, and I feel pretty shitty. Listening to Otis Redding's greatest hits, one of the best soul albums of all time as far as I'm concerned.

I don't know, I just feel kind of bad about my previous post, about how foolish and childish I was for writing about all of that and fighting with Christina yesterday.

I feel like a bad guy.
Heh.

I try being nice, and being a good person... But, I don't know, I just kind of feel like an asshole, all of this stuff hitting me at once, and making me realize that I'm a total prick to all of the best people in my life; Sam, Amber, Fred, Daan, Mike, Matt (sometimes), and everyone else (not purposely excluding you, the list could go on for DAYS).

Like I've said various times, I believe in Karma, and doing good things- but it seems like I can be a nice person, if I have no history with them, I believe that if I left now, and never talked to any of my friends again, I'd be a totally different person- mind you I'd still be me, but I think that I'd be a nicer person.

People have come to expect me to be loud, in the moment, stuff like that, and I always am... But I don't know if I always want to be. I don't want to be a bad person, but I also don't want to stop what I do best, and I mean- I can be funny without hurting peoples feelings, but that's my nature, I'm never serious whenever I make fun of someone, but I can't always be sure that they know that.

I don't know anymore.


- Josh.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Hell Of A Day.

So, I'm sitting here- currently 1:34 AM, and I'm REALLY tired, it's not that late, but it's been a long day.

I woke up this morning, and did some schoolwork, my daily thing.
After that I posted the following image on Myspace, and thought very little about it (you might need to click and enlarge it to read it) at the time.

























Funny shit, right?




WELL, one girl didn't think so.
A few hours later, I got a reply to the bulletin from Jennifer- who: hates me, and is one of Christina's (the ex) best friends.

The following is the message conversation we had:

Me: (Funny Christ Image)

Her: wow Josh.

Me: yes?

Her: why are you like that?

Me: I've never supported Christianity.
Not my thing, I didn't make the image, I just found it funny and figured I'd post it.

Her:what if some people don't think it's funny?
wow. i don't even know how Christina put up with you.

Me:
(question) what if some people don't think it's funny?

Well, I just think enlightenment is more important than what people find funny. I find the truth to be enlightening, if you don't like it- well I can't say anything except- don't look at the bulletin. I'm not trying to make a point to people, nor to offend people- I'm trying to make people think.
Think about everything, question everything.

(statement)wow. i don't even know how Christina put up with you.

Nor do i.

Her: thanks for the hot tip Quincy.

Me: Anytime.




Now, I want to address one of my most basic concerns with society; the truth in which that funny little image beholds. It's fucking honest!!! If you Christians really believe that Zombie Christ came here and makes us eat his flesh, then Kudos to you, but personally- I think it is complete and utter bullshit. Usually I'll never rail on about religion, and how inconsistent and hypocritical Christianity is, but when people fall in line like sheep it pisses me off. When you give yourself over to a religion, and commit yourself wholeheartedly towards it- I believe you have lost the will to think. When you start believe in one idea you are closing your mind to the universe around you, and saying "Hey fuck you, I believe in Zombie Christ".

We as people- are the stupidest, most easily led, the fattest (I don't exclude myself there), and often times to most ignorant kind that the universe has ever seen.

If you really believe in Christ, then why don't you believe in Dinosaurs?
Seriously- it's just as fucking plausible, and at least we have proof of those!

Maybe I should clarify how I feel- I feel that Christ DID exist, but he wasn't any messiah. He was just some old drunk nut-job that could have been the worlds first con artist. I don't believe in idolization, in any sense, I believe you should always think, and always think about possibilities, but Christianity doesn't allow possibilities, it tells you (depending on YOUR interpretation) what to do, but I feel like we should make up our own minds.

I believe in God, I believe in Karma, but I DON'T believe in religion, though Karma is a Buddhist way of thought I still see Buddhism as more of a way of life than a religion.

ANYWAYS, continuing with the day.

After that little argument I called Christina, told her about what happened, and ended up getting in a fight with her, because she thinks I should tell people the answer to every little question they ask (someone asked what OBEY was and I felt like the only way they could understand OBEY is if they read it themselves, and realized WHAT it actually is, and what it meant, instead of asking someone- because OBEY can be interpreted, and I don't want to instill my interpretation on someone else unless they already have a pretty solid opinion), she eventually ended up telling me she was getting pissed and got off the phone with me.

A while later- Fred called, and he was on his way over. He gave me an HOPE Obama poster (Designed by the great Shepherd Fairey), and we called Kara. We went over to her pad, and she got into a fight with her brother, Mike (Submerged in Thoughts, to the right). Kara, Fred, and I went out to the mall, and then just around to random other places.

We hit up some Perkins at 9 or so, and then walked over to Wal-Mart to burn some of those calories off. We're having fun and stuff, and this odd, odd fellow comes up while I'm wearing a pink baseball helmet and just talks for like ten minutes. I go off while the guy is still talking to Kara and Fred to just walk around. I come back 20 minutes later and he is still fucking talking to them. We all stand there and talk about stuff for another 15 minutes, and then we bail on the fellow.

We end up leaving around 11:40 for home, and I don't talk on the entire ride home (making them think I was somehow angry), I get home- watch some Monk, eat a piece of Pizza- and now here I sit.


So, that was MY day, how was yours?

- Josh.

100th Post.

So, this is officially my 100th post here.

While I haven't gotten the MOST readers, I'm still having fun.
It's a great outlet for me to get my anger, and my thoughts out there.

So, thank you to all of my readers, you guys keep me writing and I really appreciate that. Most of them are just silly little bullshit sketches and some words.

Here are some shitty little drawings from one of my notebooks to kind of shake it up. You might need to enlarge them to see them fully.

1. I think it's a... Okay I have no clue.
























2. Ummmm... Yeah.
























3. It's true
















4. Not sure.















5. I want to redraw this one and add some color.

















Okay, well- that's it. Expect an angry rant from me later today, it's building.

- Josh.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

I hate most people my age part two

So, in keeping with my traditions of bitchery I have decided to complain about someone who left me a rather nasty Myspace comment, and then deleted myself from their Myspace.

First off, this person- never talked to them, randomly added them when they requested me one day, they're a friend of an old bud of mine, so I figured- why not, couldn't hurt.


This person was probably on my friends list for months, and never talked to me.

I'd see them post bulletins and bitch almost daily, and then today- I had it.

I saw up on status updates her name followed by ******** hates every single one of you (those asterisks were name censors), and so I figured to be nice- try and cheer her up. I comment her with this:

"Oh shut up, learn to love life and forget about the bad things"

... Ten minutes later... I got this myspace comment

"Fuck you, you have no idea, fuck off, you fucking rotter"

Was that really necessary?

Come the fuck on, I was trying to be cheery, and she comments back like some fucktard that I just showed my balls to her 2 yr. old cousins.

I was trying to be fucking nice!!!

Is it completely hard for that shit not to backfire on me?!

FUCKING SERIOUSLY.

Let me think about this:

"Hey, man Josh is feeling good and wants to be nice, and be a nice person for once, so let's make this next thing backfire and make him an asshole"

It's cunts like that which make me be an asshole.

- Josh

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Album reviews Part 2

So, I'm up a little early today (depending on what time you're reading this, it's 6:59 AM) and I figured I'd post up the second part of my album reviews. So, sit down and have a read =]

If you recall my blog about me listening to albums, I figured I'd post up the next installment in the series. If you'd like to read the previous album reviews you can read them here feel free to enjoy that.

So, without further ado, here are my listens this week.

1. Ready To Die - Notorious B.I.G.























So, I listened to this record a while ago- and I didn't really think I got the complete "feel" of it, it think it deserved it a relisten. My second time around, I think I appreciate it a bit more, but whenever I'm listening to these albums, it's usually the catchy, or the ones that send me off that strike me. I mean, god knows its an amazing album, and biggie has flow, but I look for songs that stick with me whenever I listen to a CD. Like, the song Suicidal Thoughts, it's such a good song, catchy and crude, but depressing as all hell, even from the opening line "When I die fuck it I want to go to hell because I'm piece of shit it ain't hard to fucking tell", that's some amazing stuff. This is still a really awesome record, but I felt like the "Fuck Me" sketch was just a little too long, especially when I wanted to hear more of biggies voice rapping, and talking about being a gangster... and then a nice little R&B tune would roll in, which ruined it a bit for me.

Standout tracks:

Suicidal Thoughts
Big Poppa
Things Done Changed

Score: 6.5/10


2. Stand! - Sly and The Family Stone
























I knew very little about Sly and The Family Stone before listening to this album, except for two amazing songs I heard from various places, (Hot Fun In The Summertime, Dance To The Music). Now, usually I'm cool for funk, and seeing this was such a well regarded album, I was pretty into taking a listen. I listened to it... But It's just not my thing, they had some good music, but it's all SO, SO, SO repetitive, good stuff just 25 minutes longer than it should be.

Standout tracks:

Don't Call Me Nigger, Whitey

Score: 4.5/10


3. The College Dropout - Kanye West
























I've bought Kanye West's album "Graduation" but heard just a few songs from him prior to that. I took a listen to this, and it's all really groovy. Most of it is catchy and features some awesome rappers (Jay-Z, Mos Def, Talib) and there is some funny stuff in there too. I dig Kanye's voice and his flow, really good stuff. There are also some really happening skits in here, which satire our educational system. While this is a good album it's not to say there isn't some lame stuff, on this CD. After a while his constant bitching about being a kid in the hood gets old, and how the man is holding him down.

Standout tracks:

We Don't Care
All Falls Down
Jesus Walks
Breathe In Breathe Out

Score: 7.0


4. Letting Off The Happiness - Bright Eyes
























Jesus, what an amazing album. I've always dug a bit of Bright Eyes, I've listened to Cassadaga and some of the stuff from Noise Floor, but never really took a good look at their early stuff. The album starts off like all of Bright Eyes albums I've heard; random inaudible noise, makes little sense- still sounds cool. After that weirdness it sets into a really cool acoustic performance by Connor. The rest of the record is just as good. Relaxing, peaceful- very lo-fi considered to some of their stuff. While it's a good album, there is very little substance- which isn't a BAD thing, but too much of too little is too bad. Most of the songs include the same acoustic chords, and some drum and piano. The occasional pretty duet, stuff like that.

Standout Tracks:

If Winter Ends
June On The West Coast.

Score: 8.5


5. In With The Out Crowd - Less Than Jake
























I'm a big LTJ fan, and this album was... Less than underwhelming. I'd say 3/4 of the CD ditches the brass section, or they are turned down- which in any other band it's fine, but this is Less Than Jake... An amazing ska influenced band. There is a tiny bit of catchy stuff in there, but for the most part- I was less than happy with this album. As a punk album goes though, it's alright- it talks about growing up, and reflecting on all of this.

Standout Tracks:

Overrated

Score: 5.0


6. Anthem - Less Than Jake
























Unlike the previous LTJ album, this one is straight up amazing. It starts off with a hardcore riff in the song "Welcome to the new south", a few songs in the vibe calms down (just a little) for the song "Look What Happened", a song about getting out and staying out. More often than not, this record delivers energy and insane good music that is hard to find, even though the album was made back in 2003. There are few bad things I can say about this;

1. There are some really good, re-listenable tracks here, but the ones that aren't don't give you much of a reason to go back and listen to the album again.

2. The Surrender cover at the very end.

Standout Tracks:

Motown Never Sounded So Good
Plastic Cup Politics
Look What Happened
The Science Of Selling Yourself Short
That's Why They Call It A Union
The Brightest Bulb Has Burnt Out

Score: 8.0

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So, that's it for part two, god knows when I'll have another one up.
Have a day.

- Josh.

I hate most people my own age, part one.

There is something I've noticed.
It's something that bothers me, and makes my balls sink into my stomach with fury.

So, here is the question I pose to you:


Why do girls on Myspace find it necessary to take pictures of themselves with energy drinks?


Are they hired corporate sponsors?
Do they get paid?
Are they retarded?
Do they have some mental deficiency?
Were they mounted by a horse and given their first sexual experience by their uncle on the same day (Unrelated, possibly)?

If you're oblivious to what I'm talking about, then here are some pictures to demonstrate:


I removed the three pictures of the girl here for two reasons:

1. I don't want to get bitched out by her.

2. I really didn't get permission, I just needed something to work a little towards my point.


Now, this may not irk you, may not think twice about it.
There is one thing that set me off about it- all three pictures: Same FUCKING girl.

Okay, now I'd accept it if it was a candid shot and she was drinking the canned donkey piss, but seeing as all three pictures are self-shots means she's proud of drinking the canned piss.

Now, if she likes piss (Which I believe ALL energy drinks taste like shit that ruins your teeth) then why doesn't she just move to Mexico and do donkey shows with golden showers and brownie cakes?

Makes more sense than being proud to drink canned piss.

Maybe I'm over-reacting, but it seems retarded on countless levels to take a picture of yourself drinking energy drinks of all things.
Can you do anything more meaningless?!

It's all bullshit to me, why do people bother- do they expect someone to be impressed, or are they just looking to go for a retard stance.


I don't know, I'll shut up for a while.

- Josh.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Have A Night.

So, I think it's been a good day, fair to say.

I woke up, did some normal chores, and sat around.
Mike came by, we hit up some Subway, came back to my house, watched an episode of Arrested Development, and he bailed.

Around 6 or so- Fred calls, and asks if I want to go to a show in Champion with him, I'm down (but broke). He picks me up, and he doesn't know where the hell we are going.


We are near an intersection by my house, Fred is turning and a car comes out of nowhere and narrowly misses hitting us, an early premonition.

About five minutes later (while Fred is trying to find route 5) a deer jumps across the road five feet in front of the car.

After a while, we find that we are FAIRLY lost, and don't know where the hell we're headed. Fred is being super-silent, and apparently super-scared. To make matters better- me captain optimistic, I brought CD's along, and I'm just changing CD's, listening and relaxed while he feels lost.

We pull into the ghetto of West Market Street... WRONG CHOICE.
So, we're driving around W. Market Street looking for SOME place to pull into and ask for directions, and we see a drive through.

Fred pulls in and stops the car, no door.
This older Indian fellow signals us over to the window, and with his angry, thick accent gives us directions, we get in the car and get the fuck out of there!

We find our way to the show, hang out with Carly, Kara, and Nolan- and eventually leave and I get home around 12:30.

Now, here I am with some Diet Pepsi, getting some tired going on.

Have a good one - Josh.

Let's Hope.

Good afternoon, it's 11:37 AM right now.
I'm feeling pretty good, not sure what to do today, but... I don't really care, I think it'll be alright.


Yesterday was alright, not too much happened though.
Woke up, did a bit of classwork, and talked to a few cats via AIM.

Went over to Clay's around 3 or so.
Matt was coming over, but then he got lost (mind you, Clay's house is EASY to spot, a giant fucking brown place next to an underpass, not exactly hard to find), and he only came up after he saw Greg show up.

We hang around playing some Rock Band, and then Patrick shows up.
After a while, we decide to play some laptop baseball, in which we destroyed a laptop for unspecified reasons.

Post-Laptop destruction, we sat around and played some CoD4 before Matt and I left.

Came home, got online, saw some disturbing pornography, and then watched Eli Stone.

Now, I sit here, bored.
Thinking.

Eh, maybe I shouldn't do that, gets me in trouble.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Belated.

Well, if you recall my post about my teacher hating Monty Python, which you can read here, you'll have to wait a few days to read about it.


So, it's been about a week since I broke up with Christina. I'm feeling alright, which some people still haven't realized- I still get people going "aww, are you alright?", so- yes I'm good, no more asking, none.

Anyways.

I've half listened to some of the albums I made note to listen to, but I just really haven't been in the mood to take it all in, instead if listened to the same record about five times, and it's still amazing (Do Make Say Think - You, You're a History In Rust), it's just awesome, I love me some post-rock.

If you notice the sidebar to the right, there are three links.

Submerged In Thoughts, and Kaleidoscope Tinted Glasses are two other blogs written by some good friends of mine, I implore all of you to check them out, god knows they're more interesting than mine.

So, I hope all of you enjoyed another wonderful Hallmark holiday, myself- I sat around and talked to Devann and Amber most of the latter part until going to bed. I don't mind.


Well, I watched Lost last night, fucking wow- who saw that coming? Not in me being a geek, but in last nights Lost.
Fucking wow, that's all there is to that one.

I believe I'm off to finish this report for World Studies, so- have a day.

- Josh.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Albums Reviews.

So, if you read one of my earlier posts, I talked about albums I'm gonna start checking out, and listening to.

http://theinnovationofsilence.blogspot.com/2008/02/albums-i-plan-to-listen-to-starting.html

I've listened to four albums since then, and I figured I'd lay down my opinion on them.

I figured I'd give a little review over each of them, tell you what I thought.


1. A Love Supreme - John Coltrane
























I've been getting into Jazz lately, and so I figured- check out some John Coltrane, considered one of the greatest saxophonists of all time. I can't say I dug it as much as I dig "Walkin" by Miles Davis, or even "Kind Of Blue", but nonetheless- still a really great jazz record.

5.5/10

2. Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots


























I've heard a lot about this record, but never really listened to it- nor the Flaming Lips for that matter. I thought it was alright, though a lot of it was repetitive chords, and arrangements. I still though it knew how to innovate at moments and go fucking insane into weird synth tones and stuff. There weren't that many tracks that stood out to me, but the one that really did was the first track "Flight Test".

6.0/10

3. Welcome To The Cruel World - Ben Harper
























So this was Ben Harper's first "real" album. He did a demo a year earlier. You can really note that he didn't know what he was doing when you compare it to "Lifeline". I still think it's good, there were only a few standout tracks to me; "Walk Away", "Forever", and "Mommas Got a Girlfriend". The latter being very funny. The other tracks are kind of bland to me, really. Still, It's not a bad album for those three tracks alone.

5.5/10

4. Ágætis Byrjun, – Sigur Ros

























Ah, Sigur Ros- my least favorite Post-Rock band. I don't mean that in a bad way- I mean it because Post-Rock isn't exactly a dominated field. It's a field of very few talented musicians. I'm still listening to the album right now, so I can't say TOO much about it. It's good though, very jazzy on some tracks. My standout track so far is Ny Batteri which means New Battery. It's good though, also... kind of predictable. You won't need another Sigur Ros album to understand how this plays out. Still a good album. If you DO like Sigur Ros, then I recommend these artists:

Do Make Say Think
Explosions In The Sky
Pelican
Fly Pan Am
Godspeed You! Black Emperor

All really good bands.

5.5/10

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Some poems, and stuff.

These are just an assortment of poems and stuff off of the top of my head, not very well thought out stuff, very childish in fact.


I Love You

Hello, I love you
You should really know it's true
The sun won't shine
The crowds won't dine
The wind won't blow
no one will know
The only reason
for such an odd, odd season
is because I love you

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Wedding

See the people wearing white and black
Years from now won't cut each other slack
So why don't we all just sit back
And watch their lives unfold in front of our pack

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One day

If you had one day left
Would you waste in bed?
Or would you go outside
Knowing in less than a day you'd be dead
I think you'd make the right choice
because after all is done and said
one thing will be left
the wonder of why you spent your last fucking day in bed

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Horns

Marching towards a battle
no win
no loss
just lives at cost
so we'll swing our guns over our shoulders
and jump from the boulders
so from this moment on
remember we're doomed from daughter to son

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See, nothing too good.
- Josh.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Albums I plan to listen to, starting tomorrow.

So, I've made a small list of Albums I plan on listening to, I'd really dig if you guys added on to it, gave your opinions, etc.


Alone in a crowd – Catch 22

Anthem, In With The Out Crowd – Less Than Jake (check, both)

Unfamiliar Faces - Matt Costa

On The Corner, Bitches Brew, Birth Of The Cool, Walkin' – Miles Davis

Wolfmother - Wolfmother

Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots – Flaming Lips (Check)

Read Music, Speak Spanish - Desaparecidos

Speakerboxxx/Love Below – Outkast

Bedlam In Goliath, De-Loused In The Comatorium, Frances The Mute, Amputecture – Mars Volta

We were dead before the ship even sank - Modest Mouse (Check)

Songs About Girls - Will I Am

American Recordings - Johnny Cash (Check 1,)

We are the night – Chemical brothers

Jagged little pill – Alanis Morisette

Enter the 36 Chambers – Wu Tang Clan

Welcome To The Cruel World, Lifeline – Ben Harper (Check, Welcome to the cruel world)

Atlanis: Hymns Of Disco – K-Os

Two Gallants S/T, What The Toll Tells, The Throes, – Two Gallants

Quest'ce Pour Nou - Echo Orbiter

The Greatest – Cat Power

Fevers and Mirrors, Letting Off Of Happiness (check) , Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil Keep Your Ear to the Ground, I'm Wide Awake It's Morning – Bright Eyes

Graduation, Late Registration, The College Dropout (Check) - Kanye West

Straight Outta Compton – NWA

Icky Thump - White Stripes

Neon Bible - Arcade Fire

The Crane Wife - Decemberists

Brilliant Corners – Thelonious Monk

A Love Supreme – John Coltrane (Check)

Stand – Sly And The Family Stone (Check)

Ágætis Byrjun, – Sigur Ros (Check)

Let Love In, Murder Ballads, Dig LAZARUS DIG! - Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds

A Tale Of Gods Will - Terence Blanchard

Ready To Die - B.I.G. (check)

American Gangster - Jay-Z

ALL Coheed

Lets Face It - Mighty Mighty Bosstones

Turn The Radio Off, Our Live Album IS Better Than Your Live Album, Why Do They Rock So Hard? - Reel Big Fish

Strictly Rude - Big D And The Kids Table

Peculiar - The Slackers

Broken Boy Soldiers, Consolers Of The Lonely - The Racentours

Spiderland - Slint











I thought everyone loved Monty Python

So, I just finished this essay, and well- I got in trouble for it.
We have a choice of doing a political cartoon, or just writing a description for it, and I chose to do a description.
It's about the time of Enlightenment, and it features a king, a peasant, and a priest all sitting in a room.
Personally, I think I did wonderful, but my teacher believes otherwise.



I can’t really draw without using my pen and paper, so I decided to just do the description.

It’s a quiet room, paintings of various things along the wall, Paintings of fields, animals, homes, villages, and others are along the wall. On the far left there is a large window, but there are large, homemade shutters over them, to keep the sun out.

In the middle of the room is a large table. Sitting on the far left is a peasant. His clothes are dark, dirty, and he looks tiresome. To the far right- a priest, wearing traditional priest robes. In the middle is a king, lavish and wonderfully stylish. This is what we overhear.

Peasant: I don’t want to be a peasant anymore!

King: You don’t really have a choice.

Peasant: Well, why not?

Priest: Blessed are the cheese makers.

King: What was that?

Priest: I said, blessed are the cheese makers.

Peasant: But, I’m not a cheese maker, I take care of the horses, I clean up after them, I think I deserve a bit more than the cheese makers!

Priest: You take care of the animals?

Peasant: Yes

Priest: Then you must take care of the cows, correct?

Peasant: Well, of course.

Priest: Well, do you know where cheese comes from?

Peasant: Dairy.

Priest: And where does dairy come from?

Peasant: A… Cow…

Priest: So, therefore you are a cheese maker!

King: WHY ARE WE TALKING ABOUT CHEESE MAKERS?!

Peasant: Alright King, I have an idea.

King: But, you’re a peasant, you’re not allowed to have ideas.

Peasant: Well, hear me out!

Priest: What, take away all the cows, so you aren’t a cheese maker?

King: Shut it.

Peasant: All right, so, my idea is- what if we became an autonomous collective?

King: A what?

Peasant: An autonomous collective, we all take turns making up laws and stuff, kind of like freedom. All the other castles are doing it!

Priest: Well, when it’s my turn, I’m making you a cheese maker!

King: We can’t do that, silly peasant, it’s just not like that, I can’t simply give you all rule, I’m the KING. I’m the ONLY king, I make ALL of the rules.

Peasant: But, I don’t want to be a peasant anymore, I think we should all have a chance to make rules and ideas for our village, besides, you can keep the ruddy castle.

Priest: I want a parrot!!!

Peasant: Come on!

King: NO.

Peasant: Fine, when there is a revolt don’t come blaming me!

King: Get out of here, peasant!

Priest: Is this the ministry of silly walk?


Now, personally I thought that was really cool, but let's wait and see what my teacher says, stay tuned for next time.











Sunday, February 10, 2008

Something In The Air.

So, yesterday was pretty cool. No lie.

I woke up, talked on AIM (primarily with Devann, Matt, *occasionally* Mike, and Fred), and sat around. I got a shower, and sat around even more.

Well, around 3:30 I got a call from two of my friends, and they wanted to hang. Well, I hadn't seen them since Summer, so I figured it would be cool to get out and see them.

BUT; I had way too many things to do yesterday. We were getting together and I had to give Fred directions, talk to Matt's mom, and POSSIBLY hang with someone.

Well, I walk down to Circle K wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and slip-on shoes in30 degree weather, with windchill.
So, not only am I cold, I also look insane.

I get down there, and they want to walk to Pamida! That's like 3 miles away!
Of course I go, but I'm hating myself the entire time. We get there, walk around, and walk back this way.
I go over to Clay's, Fred calls (he got lost), and then we figure out the Matt situation (which never happens), and sit around playing Rock Band.

Clay orders pizza, Fred and I (the bitches) go get the pizza. We eat pizza, and then spend the next three or four hours sitting around his table bitching at each other, making each other laugh, with plenty of fails.

So, around 12:00 Fred and I leave. He gives me a ride home, I sit around, make a few phone calls, and then sit around for a while, before turning in.

Good times, except I didn't get to hang with the person I really did want to, oh well.

- Josh.

Friday, February 8, 2008

One day down, how many more left?

Well, I don't have anything really worthy to talk about, but I figured I'd post about Wednesday, which I have another journal for things I don't post about here, more... Private stuff; this is my Wednesday entry.


Well, this has proven to be a VERY fucked up day of my life. Christina and I broke up today. It's... hard, but something tells me it's for the better. Especially for her. She meant the world to me, and she always will- but... I don't think I'm boyfriend material, at least not at my maturity level anyways. We were dating seven months, I'd say it was at least a little bit of a committed relationship... I don't think I make a good boyfriend, it's in the past now.

So, today was EXTREMELY messed up, but- for the biggest part, well... Just read.

I was doing schoolwork, after getting an e-mail from Christina that said:

(I removed it, sorry- some things are a little to personal, even for me on this blog)

So that REALLY bummed me out, and made me think you know. Also, made me feel like a MAJOR asshole.

BACK to the story, I was doing schoolwork, and the phone rang... and it was Robin (my Dad's current wife, yes the same father I've NEVER met) she said they were in town for a funeral and asked what we were doing, and asked if they could come over, and meet me and stuff.

So, I heard this and just started walking downstairs to the shower. I shaved (new razor, w00t), showered, and by the time I got dry and dressed, they were all in the living room talking.

I walk in and say "Hi, I'm Josh."

My grandmother introduces me to my father and his wife Robin.
I knew the second I saw him... This is what I'm going to look like in 30 years.

It was pretty awkward at first, but after a while it was pretty cool.
He's nice, so is his wife.
It was fun, and then they left later on; then I called Christina... and, for the first time in my life- I broke up with someone.

It was... The hardest thing, heh. Awkward, scary, anyways...

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

News to me.

Well,

Breaking news, so to speak.
Christina and I are no longer dating.

It just started to get too hard, you dig?
Not being able to see each other, getting her in constant trouble, fighting a lot, you know it kind of took it's toll.
We're still friends, and we always will be.
Like I've said many times, I'm a miserable asshole excuse for a boyfriend.

Steer clear.

- Josh.

Top 10 Favorite Albums

We all have favorite albums, some of you may care less what mine are. I feel like naming them though. I recommend everyone to check out every one of these I put up.



10. Jay-Z/The Beatles/Danger Mouse - The Grey Album.

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The Grey Album is a mashup made my DJ Danger Mouse (of DANGERDOOM, and Gnarls Barkley). He took the a cappella version of Jay-Z's Black Album, and mixed it up with different sounds and songs from The Beatles White Album.

AMAZING.
It's awesome hearing it in such a different light, not to mention it's illegal to own because DJ Danger Mouse did it without telling the owners of The Beatles songs.

9. Streetlight Manifesto - Keasbey Nights

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Thomas Kolonky was in Catch 22, then he quit or was kicked out. So, what did he do? He joined a new fucking band and re-recorded his old bands first record.

Easily the most in-your-face, catchy ska you'll ever hear.

8. Black Flag - Damaged

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Probably my second favorite punk album ever.
Amazing, simply.
Just, hardcore, fuck-off punk rock.
That's all there is to say. The album is a legend.
Start writing down notes, hXc kids.

7. Beastie Boys - Hello Nasty

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My favorite Beastie Boys album. So many classic songs; Three MC's and One DJ, Body Movin', Intergalactic, Super Disco Breakin, and soo many more.

An essential for a Beastie Boy fan.

6. Common Rider - Last Wave Rockers

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Ex-Operation Ivy frontman started a band that was... Different. It was essentially a bunch of amazingly written love songs. All about spending time just living your life, and having fun. It's up there with my favorites. Believe me.

5. Explosions In The Sky - The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place

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EITS makes some good music, no doubt there. But Memorial on this album alone is worth it. It's such good music, and so easy to listen to and understand. It's all instrumental (like their other stuff) but it's all so amazing to hear the very first time.

4. Operation Ivy - Energy

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Pretty much my favorite punk album of all time. Such amazing music. It started the careers of Tim Armstrong and Matt Freeman (RANCID, The Transplants) and is still amazing now.
A remastered edition was released in November and it still provides all of the same energy and unstableness that the original did.

3. Bob Marley - Legend

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The GREATEST reggae album ever. It's all just fucking amazing as shit love songs!

"Well don't worry, about a thing. Because every little thing... Is gonna be alright"

It's just amazing. Rarely are there entire CD's which I find groovy and listenable... But this is one of them. Listen to it!!!

2. Beck - Odelay

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Now, pretty much everyone out there knows I'm pretty much gay for Beck. This is my favorite Beck album, by one of my favorite artists. Nothing beats him, and the Dust Brothers. Them producing this, made it 1,000,000,000 times better than it already was. Listen to it, NOW.

1. Miles Davis - Kind Of Blue

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There is simply nothing better.
Miles Davis is the fucking king of Jazz.
He's simply the greatest, to be fair- he made some shitty records later on in life, but this is a highlight of his most amazing stuff.

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I'm really not good at these top 10 things.

What are your top 10?

- Josh

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

One more down.

Good afternoon all,

Hope you're doing good.
I'm feeling pretty good, I have the past two days or so.

Ever since I started my diet back up (on Saturday I believe), It's been going pretty smooth.
Lost five pounds since I started it back up, feeling confident.
I've also just been in a pretty good mood. No particular reason, but it feels like for the first time in a long time... Everything is going good.
I'm just a tad behind on schoolwork but nothing that can't be solved.
Maybe it's just the weather, it's finally getting nice. I know it'll get miserable and crappy again in a day or two, but I wanna enjoy it while it lasts, we all should.

Yesterday, I walked around a bit with Matt. We skulked around laughing.
After that, I got home, and Clay had called.
I IMed him earlier in the day saying we need to hang out sometime, I call and this is what happens:

Me: Hey
Clay: Hey
Me: What's up?
Clay: Nothing, so you said we should hang. Well, this is an invitation.
Me: Alright, I'll be over a little later.

I can bitch about Clay all I want, but truth is- he's still a cool guy. He and I bitch at each other a lot, but by now I think we've learned to just ignore each other.

Anyways.

I go over, play Rock Band with Greg, Clay, and Derek for about two hours.
It was cool, getting out for some social interaction, something I've neglected for a while.

Something tells me, this is gonna be a pretty interesting year.
It has been so far.

- Josh.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

"I must have looked insane"

So it's been a few days.
A few things have happened.


2. So, yesterday (Friday), I had my doctors appointment. It was just a physical. Woke up and did school work, then Grandpa and I left to go up to the Doctors Office. Along the way he and I are talking. I ask him about the days when he used to be a trucker, and he relays some bitching stories.

We get to the Doctors Office and go in. Already two people in there. Fine. So, we walk to the end of the hall and they are out for lunch from 12:00 to 1:00. We sit around in the Lobby and listen to these two people talk. The one sounds like her tongue was cut out, lisping while sounding drunk and raspy. Which, by her behavior I'd say she was. This is one conversation I heard between her and her white haired- whatever the fuck she was to her.

Tongue woman: Show I Shed NO!
Woman 2: Why didn't you just go.
(I have no idea what they were talking about so don't ask)
Tongue woman: Cush thosh arabsh are on the planesh
Woman: But you were going to ride a train.

WHAT THE HELL WERE THEY TALKING ABOUT?!

So we continue sitting in there until they turn on the lights.
We go in and sit in the waiting room. We're sitting in there with Tongue lady, her friend, Bubba (big guy wearing boots), Miles (old black dude in wool coat), Shelshock Steve (guy with buzzcut, looking like he'd been in the shit), and the old agitated hippie.

Well, Miles wants to watch TV, so he goes over and turns it on. So we're watching TV and my Grandpa looks at me and goes "We've been here two hours waiting, if they aren't out here in the next twenty minutes, we're leaving." So I get called and fill out my paperwork. Ten minutes later I go into the other part of the office. They weigh me and take my height. After that I go into the waiting room where my blood pressure is taken and they ask questions like "Are you sexually active?, Do you smoke?, Drink?, recreational drug use?"

The nurse leaves and my Doctor comes in. I meet her, her name is Dr. Becker (yes, like the TV show). We talk for a bit, then she tests my reflexes, and then for some odd reason she touches my stomache, not just my shirt.

Her: Alright, so lay down please.
Me: Uhhh... Alright.

Then she just lifts up my shirt, presses my stomach and lets me sit up! At least it wasn't a gynecologist.

Gyno- (prodding the vagina)
Girl: what the fuck are you doing?
Gyno: Uhhh, what?
Girl: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Gyno: N-nothing. So, uh I gotta run. Pick up your prescription for Clozapine.
Girl: Why are you prescribing me anti psychotics?
Gyno: I wanna see what happens.

So, anyways.
I finish up being molested and come back home.


1. (Deserves it's own heading) I must have looked insane.

Earlier, I got a shower and needed to go to the bank.
So, I'm wearing shorts, a hoodie and slip on vans. With wet hair.
All the sidewalks are ice mind you.
I figured I'd walk up this alleyway next to my house as a short cut. I start walking and then I see a guy fixing something, walk past him and then I see a sign to my right that says "No entry, keep out" and next to it was a fence.
I got fucking lost on my way to the bank that's not even a block away from my house.
I turn around and just to make myself sound less like a moron, I ask the guy if he saw anyone.
He said no, and I hurriedly walked away.

So, I get to the bank, get my money and decide to leave. There is a woman walking in, I open the door. She says thank you, smiling... and what do I say? "Anytime".
You're a fucktard Josh.
You sound like a creepy goat pedobear.
What I should have said? NOTHING.
Instead I knock up my creepy meter.

So.... Five steps out of the bank... I fall on my ass. I look over and there is a white car full of people staring, and laughing at me. I must have looked a bit funny.

A big guy with frizzy, wet hair wearing shorts and a jacket in the middle of winter.

So, I just picked myself up and walked home laughing and falling the entire time. I must have looked insane.

- Josh.