lyrics of dwindle are nowhere to be found on the internets. if it’s because it all was released so long ago (and “start of the century” is tha old now), because indie wasn’t the hip european phenomenon of the 90’s (that title belongs to alternative) or just because nobody cares who knows. maybe someone started writing them down and found that their lyrics actually suck, big time in fact, and that all those dreamy fanboys and -girls should be left with their illusions.
while the words (even the singing) isn’t the defining element of what makes dwindle tick, i can’t get “coming of age” out of my head. or better put, i did minutes ago and that’s why i tried to find the lyrics, leading to my initial statement. guess i should write them down sometime.
7 hours ago
what do you get for drinking beer and eating kebab/langos? good times, mainly. what do you get for eating a mozarella-sandwhich fresh out of the supermarket? a sleepless night and a fight between gut and stomach, mostly. left work early, trying to unwind my stomach now. maybe i should skip the “healthy” food, and consider the tipp that almost all of my co-workers gave - have a schnaps. oh well…
6 days ago
i know it’s wrong on several fronts, but something titled “blitzkrieg blog” would still be nice. even a concept wouldn’t be that hard to come up - series of random posts, by different people, no longer than 2 lines. witty at best, with regular non-starters.
oh yeah, i saw sigur ros and you didn’t.
2 weeks ago
the spö, or social democrats (two words combined that can’t make sense, contextual in this case) learned from the past - instead of “promise, vote, fail, blame others”, the new plan seems to be “promise, blame others, fail, vote”. seems like this change of sequence is vital as in “put on bullet proof vest BEFORE getting shot”. though in the current state, i believe (somehow hope) that it’s more like deciding if you should take the breath-mint before or after the cyanide pill.
in other news, work sucks (i know). two honey-poins of exuberance to anyone who can spot the two references in this post. add a cookie point if you can name where they’re from.
2 weeks ago
still kinda suffering from yesterdays hang-over. if one would believe colleagues, i really looked depleted today. i blame partial insomnia and temperatures.
it also seems to be the time of announcements. after diablo 3 and rock band 2 were officially announced in the last 2 days, one of my superiors told me today that he quitted effectively last thursday. so he’ll be around for another 3 weeks, then he’s off consuming the rest of his holidays and will officially leave the company mid-september. this sucks on several levels, as i for one thing acutally enjoyed working with him and for the other thing am not pleased with the prospects for his replacement within the company. or whatever constructs they’ll come up.
my hope to be fully assigned to the other project and keeping the office we’re in (which is too small for 3 but surely good enough for 2) were already ruined by the next announcement - that we (the other superior and me) will move to the next one. i guess it was meant as some kind of pacifier, to show that everything is still fine. and irony strikes again when considering the one making this stale reassurement-statement was also the reason for the other one quitting.
yes, it blows.
3 weeks ago
after one-and-a-half hours of drumming there’s a scent in the air, and it smells like, well, sweat. and apart from all the captain-obvious-drum-stars, let it be known that chad smith of rhcp-fame writes fun and driving drums for even the dullest songs.
the new weezer is good, though i expected something different, so nothing near a final verdict. but the first revolutions of “med sud i eyrum vid spilum endalaust” right now are really exciting and inquisitive. good to know that the tickets finally arrived, too.
4 weeks ago
