There was once a girl.

Good evening folks, it's 5:07 PM right now.
I'm feel pretty alright- not too much going on.
Quiet day, rainy and gloomy outside anyways.

I've been in a pretty gloomy mood the past day or two- and... well this is one factor that added into it.

There was once this girl whom I'd dated once before. anyways there was once a girl I dug, and she dug me (or so I thought) and she was talking to a good friend of mine (all names are being removed). Well, he ACTUALLY had zero interest in this girl- but couldn't think of a good way to tell her. So, one fateful day I ended up kissing this girl and telling her that I still cared about her (catching up?) and when my friend came back from vacation- he asked me fore help. So, one fateful night- I essentially wrote the letter that was breaking them up. It was in increments, and it was some of my best work to date. In each of her replies to him- she said she only wanted to be with him, that she loved him, etc- eventually the night ended with them hardly being friends.

Since her and I had already dated, I decided it was an empty cause and told her to move on- and that I'm a useless asshole, jerk, etc... to which she would say that she only wanted to date me (sounding familiar?). This went on for a while- until she went off one day to smoke a nice bit of pot. I thought very little at it at the time, and talked to another friend of mine (for the sake of argument let's call my second friend ... John), and he said that this female said the SAME thing to him.

"I love you, I want to be with you, you're the only one", during this process when she was telling me the exactly same thing.

When I heard this... I recalled seeing this SAME girl all around a few different guys at a concert a week or so prior.

So... on this day when she went to smoke pot, I lost all respect for a person to which I once admired, the fact that she went off and smoked pot didn't help. I'm disgusted by drug usage... I've been there.

I hold no resentment towards her, just made me feel like shit.
I'm cool now, but I don't know- still makes me feel like shit, and how no one likes me- blah blah blah, mindless drab.

Anyways.
Hopefully everyone is having a good weekend- maybe I'll come back with more stories.

- Josh.

Orbits

Good mid-morning readers (yes all three of you).

It's 10:30 AM right now, and I don't have much motivation to do my schoolwork so I figured I'd make a nice post.

I'm listening to "Miles Smiles" by Miles Davis, so far it's pretty awesome, short though (like my penis).

I think my procrastination has to do with the weather as well.
It feels wonderful.
The weather said it's supposed to Thunderstorm today, but I don't give a damn, I have my window open and it feels awesome.

I was hanging out with the great George P. yesterday. He talked about moving from Akron back to Newton Falls. We hung for a bit before he headed off to do whatever he does.

My blog is a tad random today, I'm just pulling ideas from my head.

I can't wait to get that haircut, I'm serious. I'm selling out, getting short hair and being happy with it. Long hair is awesome for some people (myself) until you realize you have long hair, then it just gets in the way.

I've actually got it down to two choices.

1.



2.




I asked what people thought via myspace and the results are:

Number of votes for Hairstyle 1: 7
Number of votes for Hairstyle 2: 7

(Plus about twenty people who told me to not get a haircut, OR that both were gay)

Even.

You guys on the space REALLY don't help my OCD, you know.

So it kind of somes down to you guys.
Which one should I go with?
I'm going this Friday or sometime NEXT week.

So help a brother out.

Black Caddy.

Good afternoon everyone.

Right now it's 3:15 PM.

I had an odd dream last night- not bad, just... different.

I don't especially want to go into it, but- it kind of made me think a lot, about stuff in my life.
As far as what happened with Christina yesterday- I'm over it.

I'm ugly, now we can all move on with out lives.
There isn't too much on my agenda today, big surprise there.

So- I got into a semi-argument yesterday with a friend of mine named Matt. I was talking to him and Cameron and I just said that "Salt The Wound" sucked ass. To which Matt sauntered over and said "Did I just hear Salt The Wound?!" like a trekkie who just met William Shatner and was told that he'd be making a cameo in the remake. So I once again said that they suck and well fuck this is the conversation:

Matt: Did I just hear Salt The Wound?!
Me: Yeah, I said they suck.
Cameron: They're awesome!
Matt: Yeah, they're good!
Me: Only if you like to hear "BLEH LAH LUH BLAH THUH BLAH BLAH BLEEEEEEEEH BREEEEEEEEEEE!"
Matt: Sorry it's not awesome as your Beck.
Me: At least Beck can make more than one song without sounding the same.
Matt: But that's cool!
Me: If you have a mental disorder maybe.
Cameron: What about Cholera?!
Me: They suck too.

Jesus Christ, I mean- fuck, how can people listen to that brain-deaf retard habit shit?

I know I've talked about it before, but it's music without meaning. Music without purpose.
The way I see it is that these "grinds" if you will, took everything shitty about every genre and decided it would be fun to put them together.

They decided to use shitty vocals and asshole drunk singers from Punk Rock.
They use shitty synth players from 80's glam rock (which glam is terrible as well).
They took the girl pants from emo.
They took the bad breakdowns from REAL metal.

It's essentially like everything shitty from every genre just cluster fucked into one group.

In this wake; I will be conducting an experiment.

There are two grindcore vids below. Two different bands, BUT THEY SOUND THE FUCKING SAME.

1. Furtive Monologue by Despised Icon


2. Traitors Never Play Hangman by Bring Me The Horizon




Maybe it's just me- but that shit sounds the fucking same.
I like innovation, and improvisation.

Now, it's time for the second part of the experiment.
For this- I'm going to use one band and show how different two songs can really be.
If two different bands sound the same, then shouldn't one band always sound the same?

1. Nihilism by Rancid.



2. Time Bomb by Rancid.



One could note the voice and some repetitive chords- but it's going from a very punk driven song to a very ska and reggae oriented song.

Why can't people who dig their "Salt The Wound" realize that it's just repetitive music, and that there is enough of the bullshit out there without their help.

Change your attitude, BOY.

Good afternoon. It's 1:01 PM right now, and here I sit- at the computer.

There really isn't much going on to talk about today, just chilling out right now.
Yesterday was... yeah.

Quite a bit happened.
LOTS of details, very little to really mention- but I'll try my damnedest.

After I posted on the blog yesterday, I went and grabbed some Subway- where I got awkward stares because I was some weird kid wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and adidas- which isn't really out of my nature, but still people looked at me like I was a retard.

After Subway I hung around the house before deciding to go for a walk.

If you live in NE Ohio, then you know it was fucking windy all of yesterday.
I met up with a few cats at the park, and then Nolan (I've mentioned him before) showed up with no apparent agenda.

We hung around a while and then Nolan and I headed to his car because it was fucking cold.
The other people we were with started leaving as well- but they were headed to McDonalds... so... Nolan and I E-Braked at a 180 degree angle AROUND their group of 5-10 people, and picked three of them up (Katie, Katie #2, and Katlyn) and we headed to McDonalds listening to Fatboy Slim the entire way.

We got into McDonalds and Nolan parked in two spots with his car, normal fashion.

We went in McDonalds PROBABLY around 3:30 or so.
About ten minutes into sitting in there... a police officer came in and asked who was driving the Green Oldsmobile (it was Nolan's). The cop takes Nolan outside and talks to him for about ten minutes, while fucktards (Katie, and Katie #2) think it to be wise to chill in front of the window looking out at them, taking pictures.

After a while- the cop leaves... so does Nolan. Nolan goes across the street to the police station- where we are left to ponder.

45 minutes or an hour later- he calls Katlyn's cell and says that they told him to leave town.

We didn't hear much after that.

Katie and Katie #2 bail on Katlyn and I- but we still just hang in McDonalds. Anthony shows up, and we all hang out for another hour or so. By the time we leave it's 7:00 PM, Eventually I wander on home- after I tried calling and it says the number is disconnected (but you can still call out, but it won't receive calls, fucked up).

I get online- get into an argument or two- and decide to call it a night.

This morning I wake up to Spring Cleaning, and help out a bit- before my grandmother mentions my grandfather is pissed at me for whatever reason, and that if "I don't change my attitude, I'll be going back to Arizona", so- fuck.

- Josh.

The Name Escapes Me.

Good evening everyone.

It's currently 9:51 PM here on Friday.
It's been a bit since I've updated the blog, so- my apologies there. I just haven't really been motivated to do anything, let alone the blog.

I'm listening to some Mighty Mighty Bosstones, with a nice warm blanket around me.

There isn't too much going on worth mentioning. I've basically been fretting over school and laying around.

Like I said- there isn't shit worth mentioning- so allow me to talk about myself for a moment.
I wouldn't say girls are obsessed with me, but the kind few who do like me SOMETIMES have a hard time letting me go.


I inquired to find out why (which ended up a failed experiment) and then I just simply asked a friend of mine (who used to like me) why she "fell" for me... and I was rather astonished with what she said that I felt it needed to be put up here for the entire interwebs to see.

(I've censored her name, because I didn't ask for permission- and it would be rather rude to do so without her permission)

[15:06] J-Bizzle: so- I have a question.
[15:06] XXXX: huh?
[15:07] J-Bizzle: and this is a question I ask all girls who have dated me or liked me:

Why did you like me?

It sounds fucked up, but I'm very curious and no one can explain it to me.

[15:10] XXXX: cause honestly your a great guy, and u have an amazing personality thats hard to find in most guys. and girls usually go for the guys with the hot bodies, extremely cute faces, or who are popular, but once they talk to someone like you then they realize how stupid they were for like those other kind of guys. they realize they get screwed over all the time and it breaks their heart. so then when we meet someone like u, we feel lucky. we feel like hey not all guys are the same. and that u wont hurt us or anything. and ur not an asshole like all the preppy jocks that all girls go for. you can make us laugh and ur extremely comforting. and you know just what to say and u help us. and u make us feel good about ourself. to u it seems like the girl would come first to you then your ownself and it seems like u just arnt trying to get in our pants. and see when girls meet u they realize personality is the most imporant thing. and like i said ur personality is amazing.

I thought that was rather cute, I won't lie- apart from some spelling errors- though we're not all perfect. I like how she essentially worded it to say that I was a hideous chud- which I won't fight her on, but it's nice for some truth up in there, so I guess I'm essentially a conductor for women to help girls find a guy with an actual personality... which I guess I kind of dig.

I hope it doesn't seem too narcissistic, but I share mostly everything in my life on here.

I suppose that's all there is to report right now, maybe I'll find something new to complain about.

- 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.

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