September 2008
9 posts
i suck at singing. rockband just told me that, by giving me a hard time with “say it ain’t so” and “creep”. on the easy-setting, no less. although after these feeble attempts, all the noise in the flats around me died off, so maybe it still does some good. also, running through the room, assuming every position in order to determine possible problems with...
turns out virtually everybody has forgotten about last week, and we’ll probably won’t even release on OUR aspired date. three cheers for indecisiveness.
the new metallica is impressive. “that was just your life” is a song (or at least a hookline) that’s annoyingly hard to get out of your head. maybe even beats gematria as opener-track of the year, or something like...
insomniaway
crashed on my couch yesterday at 8 and woke up some 11 or 12 hours later. still feeling dizzy, but it’s nice being able to sleep again at last. also, getting cold around here, so hooray for beloved longsleeves.
so the project i’ve been working on the whole week is shaping up quite good. we were even ready to negotiate to release it in 1 week, opposed to the suggested spring-date. but, alas, higher authorities now opt for - tuesday. so all the work scheduled for next week should be crammed in 2 days. or even better just today, for testing and feedback and stuff. and in a watzlawick’ian...
lessons learned:
mobilephone-browsers like to interpret using xhtml-standards
on principle, xhtml makes totally sense
if you have lots of wild, wild php-scripted pages that have to be converted to xhtml-compliancy, you’ll hate xhtml
the parts of these that aren’t your own work only spice things up
the w3.org-validator is a present from jebus
<input type=”checkbox”...
not saying that dr. strangelove is a bad movie, or that either peter sellers or stanley kubrick aren’t geniuses - but that film really did not live up to my expectations. of course, when you switch to “where was this referenced?”-mode after about 5 minutes, that’s not the films fault. but in the end it was 2001: space odyssey all over again - good movie but not igniting a...
August 2008
16 posts
i survived 2daw, without anything stolen or any damages. maybe some strain for the lung from whatever our neighbours were burning the last night (my guess: everything). serj was good, as was dredg and disco ensemble. less than jake too, including one gigantic circle pit (starring joey as “the survivor”). soulfly was kind of disappointing, but probably blameable on the wind. not much...
stupid idea: when your body tells you to stop drumming and you think “maybe he just means the right leg”. you know, because it feels like starting to die. so i tried the other foot. was surprisingly good - it lacks all of the feeling (e.g. for double-hits, something i needed a long time to learn), requires lots of thought for each beat distracting the other limbs and lacks the proper...
“pray for death or money to free us from this life”
– jaguar love - jaguar pirates
tax office will delete my entries in the next couple of days. that’s what the nice lady told me today, after i supplied them my very late annual tax declaration for 2007. composed of form e1 stating zero income, form e1a explaining this income (zero earnings minus zero expenses) and form u1 declaring my zero euros of sales tax. all in all 14 pages of zeros. plus one letter assuring that the...
the new slipknot is just plain good. the first jaguar love is just far beyond. “the man with the plastic suns” makes me feel very distant. it’s hard to describe, as are the things i’m working on at the moment. not going to be bored during my holidays.
“throw away your disposable past
and fall apart like a cigarette ash”
– slipknot - gematria (the killing name)
oh my, i’m feeling actually worse than yesterday. and can’t even think about having coffee. proof that the stomach is revolting.
after letting things slide a bit, i resumed drum-practice last week. mainly because i couldn’t last more than seconds through the newly released “toxicity” by soad. beat it today, and gaining skill for “don’t fear the reaper” too. however, i should consider warming up, or not going back to hourly sessions right from the start. my shoulders/upper arm musculatures...
with a full-fledged cubase, a smoothly running ezdrummer and a fitting drum-map to boot, reworking drum parts isn’t the pain it used to be. well, that and, some other things. like, the pc running smoothly. or the added real estate of the widescreen (only now i’m really able to appreciate it, and god, do i appreciate it). also, actually knowing the fundamentals of drumming helps too.
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“without you everything falls apart
without you, it’s not as much fun to...”
– nine inch nails - the perfect drug
the new pc is up and running. so far windows vista looks flashy, let’s see how it handles the newly bought cubase essential 4. but first, it’s installing and configuring, which is what will take up the better part of the rest of the week i guess.
watched the whole cube-trilogy today. and to cite anal cunt, “it just gets worse”. cube itself is pure gold. a film that does everything right, for example it’s not even asking the questions (thus avoiding giving stupid answers). the film-poster probably says it all. also, very few gore and art direction that actually makes you think about art direction (like, “so...
out of nowhere, a telephone rang, only a few offices away. seems like someone even answered it. i’m not alone, though the last hour of total silence could have suggested something like that. a rough estimation: about the half of the offices are empty, the other half occupied by one person each. only two and a half hours to go, only two and a half hours to go, only two…
it has to be some kind of retaliation. out of a “what the heck”-moment, i grabbed my cubase-book this morning. i already read my magazine, the way home is boring, lots of things i still have to learn, etc. then i arrive at the train station and the “heute”-dispenser is not empty, but gone. no trivial morning reading today. no nothing. just a clunky book with far too dry...
July 2008
9 posts
it’s complicated being a wizard, and seperating good concepts from good music. cattle decapitation, a former gore-grind now death-metal outfit of vegans writing a.l.f.-eske lyrics, that’s just bound to be great. except it isn’t, because the singers guttural style actually makes me sick. then again, maybe that’s the point of it and i just don’t get it.
“don’t know what i’ve done but i feel ashamed”
– beck - modern guilt
dwindle - coming of age
we are too proud to reveal our pain when it came your turn passed along the shame
cause we were too distracted to choose between the two this coming of age 20 years overdue
i am too proud to admit my shame when it came my turn to cast around the blame
cause i was too distracted to choose between the two this coming of age 20 years overdue
now i am too distracted to choose between the two this...
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...
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....
“all the seagulls mutter
“wat’cha doing with your life?”
– blood brothers - vital beach
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.
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,...
June 2008
10 posts
“my life’s a prostitution
my love’s a big confusion and I...”
– slut - neverending
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...
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...
http://wsker.muxtape.com
yes, i updated my mixtape.
‘eat your hear up’ is electro-indie-pop? i don’t know, but the blow does make good music. catchy and summerlike without the stickiness. i really like it. somewhere along the way it seems i’ve caught some electronic-flu. see also ‘suckerpin’ by modeselektor. the sound (at least of this track) is best described as gameboy music club....
it’s not the dreaded middle ear infection. it’s an entzündung (leo only suggests “inflammation”, but that just sounds wrong - english teachers, i’m looking your way) of both auditory canals (gehörgänge, had to look it up myself). meaning two drops per ear, three times a day - that’s plenty of tries to figure out just how this is supposed to be done - and...
my right ear is itching, and i’m blaming air condition. the last time i got my middle ear infected was when i was in lower grade, but i’m afraid it’s going to be all retro for the next days. well, let’s see how this acts out and if i’m still able to hear anything after rehearsal tomorrow.
jaguar love apparently wants me to visit graz, and past lives is taunting me to...
Jaguar Love - Death Metal -... →
i’m all for road-trippin to the ppc in graz on the 1st of july.
what a pissy mood
another week started with a meeting where my work was more or less described as lazy, among other things. apparantly doing everything i’m supposed to do is given, but unless i’m doing everything else too it just isn’t enough. but what are you gonna do, life’s a bitch and gave anal herpes to your boss so no wonder he’s in a bad mood.
May 2008
2 posts
shucks.
apparantly nobody is reading my emails, thus people had to redo my work in my absence simply because they didn’t know it was already done. get it? yeah, me neither. however my brainstorming-idea today was good. or that’s what i suppose, since it was presented to me 5 seconds later as someone elses idea. so i cheerfully agreed. dissing my own genius is only available when i reach the...
“conan” on xbox360 is just what you expect, an ordinary button-masher with too much gore and too little clothes for the women you rescue. of course, this was a logical step - “so, we’ve got severed limbs and cut off heads along with skimpy costumes for the girls, but how can we seperate us from the rest?” “ooh, i’ve got it, forget skimpy costumes,...
April 2008
11 posts
i’ve just received a call from the nespresso club, and after listening to a soothingly edgeless voice for roughly 90 seconds, i feel kinda dirty…
pork & beans sounds like the cover of maladroit looked like - the polished dirty. i do hope for a less slick album than make believe was. this first single makes me think pinkerton, but after all who am i to judghe the genius cuomo is. in other news, it feels like this was the ninth day of an absurdly long week, which it probably is. and last week was the first time in nearly five months...
weezer - pork & beans →
les sans culottes →
finally found the annoyingly cheerful ariel-commercial-song. do yourself a favour and don’t look up the translation of the lyrics, it could ruin a lot. a bit like thinking about mauracher-lyrics.