Saturday, 22 May 2010

Art, flow

That's it, basically. Now I just need to clear my locker, collect my portfolio, collect my yearbook and grades. Then I'll probably not ever set foot into school again. Done all the work I can do.

Now it's going to be an albeit small period in my life where I can absorb all the art I want with no restraints. That's a pointlessly weird way to put it, yes. I basically just mean that, for at least 3 months, I want to just read all the books, listen to all the music, watch all the films, play all the games that I've been wanting to play. With no worries. Of course, I say no worries, but I can't help but worry. I'll probably be thinking I'm wasting my time while I'm doing this. But I want to go into this and come out as a different person (well, in some aspects). I want to know what I've been missing in the world.

Feel free to recommend anything to me.

Tuesday, 11 May 2010


Best gig of my fucking LIFE.

Thursday, 6 May 2010

This time of year

This time of year looks nice. It's sunny and all that, sure. But I have a new appreciation for something new, probably exclusive to my room. At around 7pm, the sky turns really blue to the point where it gives things a tint, and it comes in through my window and looks nice. I also turn on my lamp (cos it's a little dark) and then the yellow mixes with the blue and yeah. Then I play guitar. This has pretty much been my routine for this week, and it's pretty enjoyable. Atmosphere does make a difference.

Despite this, this time of the year always saddens me... I have a longing for it to keep going on. The thing is, I constantly feel like I have unfinished business. I feel like I haven't done what I should have where I am, I feel like I haven't done what I should have with who I'm with. And to have it be forced away from you, man, it upsets me. It's like giving up on a painting you've been tweaking for the past 4 years, or something. I'm not sure how long it would take with me staying where I am to feel like I've done all I can; maybe it'd never come. Maybe it's just something about the way my mind works that prevents me from moving away from things easily.

But sometimes it's good to just step back and call it a day. Or a year, or 4.

Tuesday, 4 May 2010

Time, you're kind of a bitch

The worst thing about making lists is how they can completely change within a month or 2. Despite that, I'm writing another one. I call it "Top 10 Things". It is the top 10 best things that exist on this Earth (or have existed, I guess).

Here are some links, because I'm tired of staying in the dark:

Facebook fan page for my music (would definitely appreciate you joining)

Um, what else to link that's related to me? I guess there isn't anything.

Saturday, 1 May 2010

Alien Blogato: A Short History

I've been neglecting this thing probably more than ever, so it's time to write.

I've realised that I spend a hell of a lot of time documenting things in my life (this blog is just one of the many methods.) But it's weird how much I can write and get from the smallest of things. I'm probably marvelling more at how verbose I can be sometimes. I spent about 60% of this blog just talking about music and art, and it was usually the same subjects about both. I think me wanting to steer away from getting repetitive is keeping me from writing, and I also used to be a lot more open in this thing when I knew that only Anthony and Dom read it.

But about documenting stuff... I have a fear, or well, a massive "want" to not forget anything in my life, no matter how small. Weird eh? That isn't the reason I started blogging though, I think I started (this was on MySpace by the way, in 2006) because Anthony was doing his daily blogs. But it was sometime in 2008 when I was reading over those old entries, and there were so many memories that I'd just completely forgotten about. Reading them all was so much fun, nostalgic etc. I guess that made me just want to continue, though I've definitely had a massive shift in tone over the years. I think this was brought on by when I thought all my MySpace friends read my blog, to when I thought basically no one read it. It turned into less of a diary of what I did, into what I thought. I guess it's just nice to remember that each day isn't a meaningless blur, and things actually happened.

Short history of this thing. Quite weird that it's almost been up 2 1/2 years now.