OK, I really don’t have anything to blog about (well, I promised myself not to mention anywhere that today Lithuania lost a case in European Court of Human Rights for not having a proper legislature regarding proper treatment of transsexual people), hence I turn for help into YouTube:
Weird Al Yankovic rules, yay!
I imagine not many of you remember this post I made eight months ago, so I figured it’s the perfect time to do the part two, since I don’t have much to blog about anyway.
This kicks ass just as the previous edition did. My personal favourites were the pogo sticks.
Animusic 2 - 01 - Starship Groove
Animusic 2 - 03 - Resonant Chamber
Animusic 2 - 04 - Cathedral Pictures
Animusic 2 - 05 - Pipe Dream Part 2
Animusic 2 - 06 - Fiber Bundles
Enjoy!
I have to admit that my biggest mistake ever in my musical career was the decision of staying with the guitarist instead of vocalist two years ago, when I played in “Nevokinans”, and the band broke apart. First of all, he was a talentless jerk and kept down any progress I could have ever made as a bassist. Second of all, the vocalist is now famous and totally doesn’t care about me, and I’m a grumpy bassist without a band. Well, technically I am part of D.A.B.A.R., and I’ll always be, but it is on an indefinite hiatus…
It really really makes me sad. Not because she’s famous (at least in Lithuania) and I’m not. It’s because I was so shortsighted and couldn’t choose right, and I left a real artist and a great musicion for some shmuck who had no talent and no perspective. If only I did see through his mask, what kind of moron he really is…
And she’s beautiful to boot! What was I thinking?
Aaaargh, I give up. I read this post in Chicken Mafia and it brought a teardrop in my I. Screw that. I’m sorry I left you all alone without my regular rants and random interesting stuff I find internet every once in a while. OK, maybe not interesting, but still random. I love you all. Just forgive me my uncaring.
So just to make it up a bit (after all, it has been 40-something days since my last post, if you don’t count stuff in my other also not-too-active blog), I decided to give you some links to a good stuff. First of all, of course, some more idiot bashing in the greatest idiot bashing internet blog ever: Skeptico. It has all kinds of posts, ruining many stupidities dumb people believe, like here, here, here, here or here (yay, I love linking!). Just read it. If this stuff doesn’t kick fairy tales out of your brain, do a favour to humanity - shoot yourself. Speaking of which, if you do it right way (totally stupidly), you might even earn this, so your relatives would be proud of you for the rest of their lives.
And if you’re tired of reading (did I mention that greatest site of debunking stupidity in the world, by the way?) or have some hatred with involving brain into your activities, give these videos a try:
Have fun and see you next time.
Jesus, how many times can you read the same blog that is not updated for two weeks? Weirdoes…
OK, actually, I am very impressed with your loyality to this totally uninteresting blog. Therefore I will put you up-to-date with the happenings in my life. First of all, as it is perfectly visible from the title, today I had the last examination. God, I hate linear algebra… You have no idea, what a relief it was to get rid of the damn thing for the rest of my life.
Next, I’m trying to get into music again. I still have a lot of doubts about it, as the guitarist I joined my creative forces with is… let’s put it this way - not the most stable person on Earth. Sometimes he eager to work, sometimes I’d rather outright kill him than try to convince to do anything. Thus, I can’t promise any success yet.
Third, I’m making myself a copy of a wonderful wargame called “Hammer of the Scots”. It’s a historical simulation about Scotish Independence Wars. I look forward to getting someone to try this one out with me.
And finally, I started learning Esperanto! It’s a very fun language, very easy to grasp and incredibly adaptable. I like it a lot and I already got some penfriends. I just don’t know how many time I will have for that. Learning new words is very difficult for me, so it may take a while and a lot of efforts.
People say that my blog is very negative. All you can read is either bad stuff that happened to me or something totally unrelated to me. I never say anything good about my life. Indeed, I never do. As a joke I remarked that “blog must be bad” (a pun that only Lithuanians will get). But then I thought a bit - no, my life is not as bad as I make it seem here.
First of all, I’m alive. That’s quite an achievement, given that most of the human beings that were ever on this planet are already dead. I’m not ill with some terminal disease, I’m not handicaped, I’m not suffering excruciating pain. I have warm home, I have warm food, I have warm bed. Most of the people don’t.
However, the human mind tends to diminish things it wants to be diminished and aggravates things it wants to be aggravated. All that I mentioned above have become a given in Western culture. As these needs are fulfilled, human mind starts to look elsewhere for a problem.
Why? I don’t understand. But I know this for sure, you can’t make a person happy. Never. Once he or she achieves something, it’s not enough, one starts to search further. Every small detail that is incorrect becomes pissing off. It’s like plastic surgery. First of all you make wholesale changes that you really need because you look ugly, but after that you start to pay attention to the details no one would ever notice. You can never get happiness…
This is weird. This is really weird. Or is it? What if suddenly you realised that you don’t need anything at all. Wouldn’t it make meaningless to live and wouldn’t death become the only route? Is human existance meaningless without a search for improvements? Or maybe it’s just meaningless?
On the other hand, there is a saying: “Happy are those who don’t know”. Well, interesting idea. Maybe you can get happiness for yourself if you can stop at the right time, when it’s only small unnoticable problems that worry you, when you forget, don’t know that something is wrong.
OK, actually, it’s not that I’m very philosophic tonight. I just wanted to kick some life into this blog again. Good night, everyone.
Simply wow. I always was a fan of good music and I always was a fan of good computer graphics, but this is beyond everything.
Animusic - 06 - Acoustic Curves
Animusic - 07 - Harmonic Voltage
Awesome. I have never seen anything with so much thought put into sound and its visualization.
Thanks for JoyfulChicken for giving me the idea (I have to do it better than you, haven’t I?).
I was browsing Google for some Nelly Furtado images and noticed a caption underneath one of them: “Crush of the moment - Nelly Furtado”. Heh, I can relate to that - she’s an awesome musician and a very beautiful woman. Frankly, she’s my crush of the moment as well. Weirdly, my previous crush of the moment was no one else but AdRock from the Beastie Boys. OK, I know, he’s a dude and it sounds pretty gay, but I really liked the way he looks and the way he raps. OK, homophobes, you can shoot me if you want now. I believe you have more reasons than enough for that.
Anyway, far more important than that is the sudden rush of past memories that I’ve endured past two days. First of all, one of my classmates wrote me after quite a long time. It was very unexpected, it was, I guess, more than a year after our last email message. It was very fun and exciting, because I was starting to miss her a bit, just that I wasn’t brave enough to write first. I’m never brave enough for that. OK, sometimes I do write, but that takes a lot of effort.
However, this was quickly beaten by quite a different happening. Me and Jelou Medou were playing in some sort of music festival. There were a few good bands, so it was overall a fun experience, even though some of the “musicians” outright made my ears hurt. Anyway, before the concert all bands were doing a soundcheck, and when we came into the hall where everything was happening, I noticed a girl playing the drums. I stared at her for at least five minutes until I realized that she is not my exgirlfriend. Still, she brought up quite a lot of painful and pleasant memories, and I decided to talk a bit with her, even though she wasn’t who I first thought she was. That was quite fun, and we exchanged emails. So she might not be my exgirlfriend, but that doesn’t mean I can’t get to know her a little bit better. And, of course, get to know her band better, because they play some good music.
The image of my exgirlfriend haunts me a lot more often now though… Too bad, I had almost convinced myself I can live on without her, so it seems I will have to start from scratch again.
Today was quite a sad day for me for several reasons. I don’t think any of them alone would mean much, but combined they make me depressed.
First of all, I weighed all pros and cons and decided that I’d rather leave “Jelou Medou” at least temporarily. I don’t know yet, for how long I would like to leave them alone. Maybe two weeks. Maybe until New Year. The point remains the same, I don’t feel good in the band anymore, I don’t feel that environment is friendly and creative, I don’t feel encouraged enough to develop myself as a musician, I don’t feel possibilities to develop, I don’t feel capable of contributing to the band, et cetera. In other words, I need holiday badly. I know this will disappoint all other members, but, frankly, I don’t care. I really need it.
Another quite unpleasant moment was when I was visiting the school where I studied before university. It is (or, supposedly, was) quite a friendly place and people return there from time to time just to return a bit back in time, talk a bit with current pupils and so on. However, today I witnessed how a group of them came to one of the visiting more often exes (even more often that me, which is quite impressive) and let out a long tirade about how he hates him, how he hates his smell, hates the fact of his being there, hates all his friends who come to gymnasium as well and so on. I was shocked, even though it was not directed at me (well, they apparently like me a bit more). I always thought that expupils who come back to their old school is a good sign. Now I was told that it’s quite an opposite thing, that they don’t like us returning and they think that we need to “get a life”, “get some friends outside of gymnasium” and so on. You know, it really hurts. I really can’t say much, because I’m still speechless of what I saw. Yes, I know, I was told that they don’t have anything against me, but that doesn’t change anything much. It’s the first time I definitely felt like an outcast.
And no, today I’m not posting anything about certain someone, because I feel that I’m getting repetitive there. Really. But she’s still awesome.
