Review: Neutral Milk Hotel – In The Aeroplane Over The Sea

FROSTY ALBUM REVIEWS

Neutral Milk Hotel – In The Aeroplane Over The Sea

Ok, so I’m writing a review of this album because I should have probably done it months ago since I’ve had it since the 23^rd of May, but I really wanted to feel that I got to know the album first. I did this for a few reasons. One of them was that I read lots of reviews of this album, and they pretty much all said how amazing it was, so I thought there must be something I’m missing. The other reason I did this was because it’s a massive annoyance of mine when people judge albums or music before they’ve properly had the chance to sink in; as in almost anyone I try to introduce Radiohead to a lot of the time, or at least non Bends material. So yeah, I think I’ve given it enough full listens to warrant having an opinion.

I think I’m going to do a Dominic O’ K(computer)elly here and split the review into musical and conceptual halves, though I might just get rid of that division if I feel like talking about them both.

Music:

One of my early criticisms with this as an album was the fact that everything’s all very similar, instrumental wise. Most of the songs’ cores are just a guy with an acoustic guitar playing chords that we all know and love. Now, however, I’ve pretty much changed my opinion; not necessarily that the album isn’t very similar instrumental wise throughout, but that it’s not necessarily a bad thing and I’ve realised that an album doesn’t necessarily have to be a cluster of diversity to be considered great.

The similarity between songs actually helps this album, it works a lot better as an album then picking and choosing tracks, I find. Songs bleed into each other, have multiple parts found on different parts of the album (“Two-Headed Boy” and “Two-Headed Boy, Pt 2” for example) and the fact that most of the instruments remain similar through out. But then of course, there are moments where everything I’ve just said is thrown out of the window, such as the mostly horns instrumental of “The Fool”, and the complete awesomeness of the Untitled track and how it came out of nowhere for me upon my first listen; a definite highlight for me.

The style of the album is also very, very original, I might add; the fact that the band have managed to fit horns into so many of the songs and so well is great, along with the whole acoustic + fuzzy bass sound. Pretty great, if you ask me. I should also add that the acoustic guitars sound really thick and great; you just gotta listen to the beginning of “King of Carrot Flowers, Pt 1” to understand where I’m coming from.

I’m trying to think of negative sides for the musical aspect, and can’t really think of much because it’s very hard to say “this musical aspect doesn’t work” because they might have had different intentions then what I think they had. The only thing I can really think of is that, while really great and definitely a highlight of the musical side, sometimes Mangum’s voice uh, for lack of a better word, struggles when singing really loud higher notes, making it sound just a tad shrill. I think “Two-Headed Boy” probably suffers the most from this, e.g “Catching signals that sound in the dark”. I can definitely see that this might have a certain charm to it, but I prefer Mangum’s voice when he can reach the notes properly. And that’s not meant to really be a dig, it doesn’t subtract from the score at all or anything I guess.

Concept:

I think learning the overall concept of this album probably made me like the album more. It is about/inspired by “the horrific fate of Anne Frank”, and no, that’s not the title of a book or anything.

Got to say, Mangum is definitely an excellent lyricist. I didn’t really realise at first, but I looked up most of the lyrics to the songs through lyric sites, and it’s definitely made me appreciate some songs a lot more, mainly “Two-Headed Boy, Pt 2”. A lot of the time, I’m actually really impressed by how many words Mangum actually manages to fit into his lyrics, and they’re all really good.

But, speaking of lyrics, my one gripe with the album is that, sometimes, the lyrics and themes really don’t match the music. An example of this, and I know that this song is usually called a highlight but it doesn’t gel for me as well as it does for everyone else, is the title track, “In The Aeroplane Over The Sea”. The lyrics are pretty damn beautiful, with these lines in particular standing out:

“And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing we can see”

See, I think these lyrics are great, and are better than the actual song they’re accompanied by. The horns don’t work for what should be quite a withdrawn song, in my opinion. Everything sounds too crowded and I think the song would have definitely worked as more of a stripped down acoustic guitar + voice song, like the excellent “Two-Headed Boy, Pt 2.” But I know that is my opinion and is really subjective, because a lot of my negative opinions reguarding this album are “this should have been done that way” and things like that, really subjective things, which is why I put off doing this review. There’s nothing universally agreed upon that’s bad about the album I guess, just small things.

Conclusion and Final Thoughts:

I like this album quite a bit now. It’s coloured it’s own original colour throughout. However, despite the fact that I have praised the album a lot in this review, I don’t love it like a lot of other reviewers do, what I feel for it is more of an appreciation than a love for it. The band recorded a great, consistent concept album, but it sadly doesn’t have “that track” for me. Y’know, the “Pyramid Song”, the “Paranoid Android”, the “Pluto”, the “Showbiz”, the “Say Yes”. It’s almost like every song is a consistent 8/10 for me, some being slightly worse, and 1 of them being better. But, again, this is ENTIRELY personal, a lot of people might think that this album has “that track” or a LOT of “those tracks”.

As for my favourite tracks? I’d have to say “Two-Headed Boy, Pt 2” mainly for it’s lyrical excellence, and I think he recorded it in the exact way that he should have. On second thought, this might be “That Track”, I’m not even sure. I’m really hard pressed to say what my other favourite tracks are, mainly because the songs are so consistent and the album works as an album rather than picking and choosing tracks, like I said before.

I’m going to go ahead and give the album an 8/10. I’m not sure if it’s too low, or even too high. I can’t quite gather my thoughts on this album completely, which is a bit frustrating because usually I can tell exactly how I feel about albums. I think it’s because I really have nothing to compare this album to, as I don’t really have any other Neutral Milk Hotel stuff, and even if I did it’d be 1 album.

8/10

EXTRA THOUGHT: I’d also like someone to explain why Mangum sings about semen quite a bit in this. I mean, it’s wonderful and all, but…did he want to bone Anne Frank or something? Awesome.

I'm in love with a girl

Well, not really; I'm just listening to an absolutely brilliant Elliott Smith song (I'm going through an Elliott phase). I haven't been in love with anyone for a while now, actually. And I use the term "in love" loosely, because I'm sure every person reading this at the moment is going to be thinking in their heads that I'm just a teenager that can't experience any emotion other than lust, and that everything I think is just a phase. To them, I confidently say: whatever.

Actually, what is love?* Webster's dictionary defines as the act of removing weeds from one's garden. I mean uh, yeah.

*Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more.

ANYWAY: Yeah, if you feel strongly for someone, you "love" them, and then after a long time, things don't work out and you don't love her anymore, does that mean you never loved her to start with? It's like...if you keep the emotion going forever, it's love. If you then stop loving them, it means it was just lust or you really really liked them or whatever. I see this a lot with people, people that say "I thought I was in love, but now I know I wasn't." How does that really make sense? I mean, sure, it might to other people, but to me it's the equivalent of saying "Yeah, I thought I loved Ok Computer, but I don't like it anymore so I never loved it". I just think it's a pretty stupid thought, but it's a pretty mainstream thought. I've thought it, but now I've realised I shouldn't cancel out what I used to think. Why the hell should I say "I didn't used to think this" when I DID. It's like telling someone else how they feel about something, it's just annoying. Hmm, I wonder what people will think of this blog. Hopefully they'll forget it in five minutes, but they'll probably say "Hey look, Jack's displayed his quite frankly comical understanding of the human mind once again!" or something. Oh well.

Dunno how personal to make this blog. I'm in a mood, currently, where I don't really care about what I write, but I think I'll hold back the major stuff, like names. Because I know that if I was stupid enough to write a blog about this subject with names, I'd fuckin' beat the shit out of myself (this bit's just added for colour) tomorrow morning. I'll just write stuff anyway.

I confidently say that I've loved 3 people in my sixteen years of life so far, and rather conveniently at the different stages in my life: Primary school, secondary school, and, for lack of a better term, Brit school. None of them ever turned into anything, which isn't surprising, because I've never told anyone that I've loved (in that way) that I love them (in that way). That's not to say they didn't find out (even though, the last two didn't), because the person I loved in primary school found out, because my friends were stupid kids that told people my secrets the second I reveal them, haha. And in typical me fashion, I distanced myself from her completely, as to avoid confrontation. This blog is reminding me of Dom's blog from 2007, both in that I'm being more personal than I'm used to, and that we both hate confrontation.

Secondary school girl, I'm pretty confident she never found out. I mean, I never made any obvious attempt to even show her subtly, and the people that I told when I said I liked her were pretty damn surprised. The only way she could have found out is if, again, my friends couldn't keep their mouths shut. I don't think that happened, though. Brit person...dunno if they found out. I never told her, but. Yeah. Hopefully she didn't.

I think the reason I've never told anyone that I love them is that yes, I hate confrontation. It's like...asking someone to make a judgement of you, right there and then...and then there's the fact that if it all went wrong, it wouldn't be a horrible moment, it would be a series of awful moments because, surprisingly, people talk to eachother. I'm too annoyingly cautious of what people think of me to open up to the possibility that I like them a lot more than they could ever like me. So instead of finding out, I'll think about how I really want to find out until that thought fades away. Well, not so much the thought (because I remember the thought) but more the emotion.

All I do with myself is think, I think and then let my surroundings change, and think about how the surroundings have changed, and that I'm a fuckin' idiot. Oh well, it's me. Fuck not being me.

Green Plastic Watering Blog

Don't really know what I'm doing right now. I'm listening to Fake Plastic Trees on repeat while doing my art homework, and now I'm writing this blog. The reason I'm writing a blog is because it's pretty important to document things. I'm not really writing this blog for anyone other than myself. Ok, yeah, basically I've been reading my MySpace blogs (and Anthony's, but I ain't gonna talk about them) for ages now, and man. I am so glad I blogged. Seriously, screw everyone who says it's nerdy, I'm remembering things I'd long forgotten. It really is crazy how I'd forgotten about 90% of everything in those blogs. And that's why I think blogging is important.

Pretty much the only thing I regret about my old blogs is that I didn't write much. A blog that would be considered a long read would normally be about, say, 500 words. My last blog was 2008 words. If I had recorded the days to that level of detail, every day...wow. That would have seriously been amazing. I'm almost re-considering continuing my MySpace blog, because if I'm honest, they're a lot more interesting to me than this blog, and they get a lot more comments. I'll have to make it as well written as this blog, though.

So I'm gonna write the rest of this blog about my day today, because other wise I'll forget it:

So today I had to be in school for 2pm, a one off treat since we don't have our additional study yet. It was actually a pretty fun day, cos when I got to school I just kinda wandered around until finding Scott, then found TJ playing football and talked to him about crap. Photography was really fun, we used the dark ro- I can't be bothered with this shit, now I know why my myspace blogs were so short; this shit is seriously boring. Fuck all of you.

SO LONG, BITCHES.

Boring Stuff

Possibly boring stuff:

First off, GCSE results:

Art: Distinction*
English Language: A
English Lit: B
Maths: B

Then 5 Cs in everything else, apart from ICT where I got a G and an F. Even this girl (I forget who it was) that was predicted an A got a D. The course seriously sucked. However, I gotta say the only thing I'm disappointed in is the B in maths. There's something wrong with that though, because I was predicted a B in the coursework but got the lowest possible mark to get a D, so the school is investigating 'cos apparently everyone got ripped off on the first coursework. But yeah, who cares really, it doesn't effect my life. Unless it stops me from getting into the Maths A level...which will probably be irrelevant if I get into the music one.

Actually, yeah, just thought I'd say, I'm not sure whether I want to do maths or music. I mean, obviously I'm more passionate about music but the course did seem difficult. I'm willing to learn but I can imagine regretting it a bit later, and then there's the fact that both Dom and Liam said that learning music as an academic subject put them off. And then maths, well, 2 of my good friends are gonna be in maths, plus I've actually studied it more than music. But I don't want a career in maths, I think. I don't know. I probably won't have to actually decide (as in, I'll only get into one of them).

School:

I've been back at school for 3 days (starting last wednesday) and it seriously sucks so far. I'm willing to bet that 50% of this unpleasant feeling towards school is the fact that I'm very fucking ill and oh man, I've already thrown up twice at school (in the toilets) and I thought I was gonna fuckin' die on friday on the way home (so sorry Zak for not waiting for you). I'm pretty sure, however, that this illness is approximately 100% to do with sleep deprivation; on thursday I slept for 1 hour, and oh my god, waking up and the following day was a nightmare and I'm just glad that's over.

But yeah, the other reason school was not been good is because of the way they split the groups. Putting nearly everyone from the old class into one group and then me and 1 or 2 exceptions in the other group is seriously an annoying move, and the worst thing is when I asked to be moved they pretty much said "maybe" and left it at that, but they've left it too late because now if I'm moved people will be all "huh?". I sound like a bitch for complaining about this, but really, there's no reason why they can't move me except for general stubbornness when it comes to teachers admitting they're wrong or something. Gah.

We also haven't been doing much art, just basically getting to know each other etc, which is fine, but I hope we start doing real art soon that doesn't involve paper plates (and no, I'm not looking for a "what is art" debate thanks.)

Oh, another thing I should add, that do I like. A lot of the new people seem really interested and inspired by art, or at least some of them do, which is really nice.

OH GOD.

Music:

I managed to finish (well, not finish, but at least make a presentable version) of my song for school, and was one of the only people to actually hand in something. It's all right, but low quality due to my general amateur knowledge in recording (I had crappy settings in audacity) plus the fact that I lack a good mic. But hey, it still sounds pretty awesome when listening with headphones due to stereo sound. Yeah.

http://www.myspace.com/jamberz here's a link to where you can listen to it if you so wish. I'll probably remove it soon when I record something better. I wish I could make it not sound like a teenage boy in his room with a guitar, but yeah, one day. I wanna make music like Kid A one day, or at least experiment with it. Listen and maybe add it as a friend if you wish. I'm not advertising it too much 'cos I wanna make something better before that.

To add to the whole music topic, I had the best listening experience of my life yesterday. I was walking to school listening to Pyramid Song and hadn't really listened to it for a long time, and man, when the drums and then orchestra kicked in, I was like "...holy shit". Definitely my favourite song of all time. I seriously think that listening to music while on the move makes everything sound better. Maybe it's the fact that when you exercise, your body releases endorphins, and walking is moderate exercise? That's just a completely random guess, it could be due to other things. Maybe out side scenery to look at just improves the overall experience? I don't know. Either way, it was great.

Another thing to note is that the song "I Didn't Understand" is really amazing, and I love the lyrics and how it's just his voice + backing vocals. My current 2nd favourite song from the album, a close 2nd to Independence day,but this song definitely hits harder emotionally. If there's one thing Smith writes really really fucking well, it's lyrics. Fucking hell I wish he wasn't dead. Speaking of fucking hell:

Fucking Hell:

Yesterday I had quite a pathetic moment. Basically, it was 5am, everything was dark, and I was just lying in bed thinking about shit, and then I started thinking about death, and then I started reminding myself that it's gonna happen. Sounds stupid I know, but it's always one of those things that I assume just isn't going to happen, even though OBVIOUSLY it will. What I mean by that, uh, I'll give an example. I see an old person in a hospital, they're attached to a drip feed or whatever and they know that they are going to die soon. I think to myself "Oh man, thank god that isn't me; I wouldn't be able to cope." But the thing is, in 60, 70, 80 years, or less, it WILL be me. I AM going to be in that position, the only difference is time. Seriously, it terrifies me, and I know I've talked about this in my blog before, but really, it fuckin' terrifies me.

Then this whole shit of a thought led me to another fact: my cats, both of 'em, have already lived approximately half of their life. It's seriously saddening, my cats dying will probably be one of the most emotional breaking moments of my life (unless I die before them, but fuck that). The worst part was imagining having to put them down, and I was debating myself whether I could actually go through with it, and if so, if I could actually be the one that takes her down to the place, and if so, whether I could be in the room and watch while it happens. I think I managed to decide that I would indeed be in the room, and I'd be stroking her while it happens, but fuck.

Yeah, and then...well. I don't want to post this, and I'm not sure if I will while I'm typing it, but I'll type it anyway and possibly save it in a word document at least, but. I started randomly praying, praying to God to let me into heaven when I die, and that I was sorry for denying him and I asked for forgiveness. Then I felt the worst feeling I've had in a long time. It was that complete feeling of emptiness; I was talking to no one, no one could hear me, I was in the dark, and talking to nothing. I didn't feel anything. God couldn't hear me, he wasn't there to hear me, he wasn't anywhere to hear anyone. I realised, yes, I'm gonna die and rot in the ground and never experience consciousness again, and the same is going to happen to everything that I will ever love. Nothing's gonna save me. The best thing I can do is make the most out of my life, until I'm dust that isn't remembered by anybody.

Gah, and then this activates a chain of thoughts. Some people are content with this because they'll spread their genes and have kids and grand kids and great grand kids etc. But one day the sun's gonna burn out and then everything will be dark and dead. Like. Christ. I feel pathetic writing this, but y'know. It's like the elephant in the room for me, mentioning it makes me feel stupid because no one else is, or they don't mind it, but it's a massive fucking problem for me. And it's unavoidable, so I know people might say "there's no point arguing or trying to fix this problem, because it's inevitable so we might aswell just ignore it and get on with life" and they're right, but I find it very hard to avoid thinking about this. Plus, it's like I'm rubbing it in your faces, it's just a blog on blogspot anyway.

Basically, an effective summary of my blog is "the world isn't perfect. This makes Jack feel like being a drama queen" and it's very effective and accurate, but I still don't like it haha. FUCK. Why am I typing "haha". I'm typing bullshit now. I still want to type though, just to make a blog that's really long and that will put off people from reading it that don't give a fuck. But in some ways I do want the attention, but I'll feel very awkward knowing people read this and don't say anything. Too personal.

I guess the bright side to all this is that, thinking about it, more of my recent problems (school, being very ill, still constantly debating what I want to do with my life) seem very small now. I guess thinking about things on a grand scale is both helpful and depressing, it makes you realise that all your problems that you're having now really don't matter in the long run; I won't give a shit if Zak's not in my class in 3 years, I won't care if I don't know what to do with my life once I do know what to do. However, it also makes you realise that you're basically very insignificant, and no special power is going to save you from a fate that everyone will go through.

I've been listening to "I Didn't Understand" on repeat for ages now. Well, now I'm listening to "Last Flowers", another brilliant song. Realisation: (well, I actually think I've written about this before) I think I usually write blogs when I'm feeling down, which is why I've had such a massive gap of not writing anything. I've actually been feeling great over the summer, but being back at school I guess has made me not so great. I'm making it sound like I go to school in the lowest depths of Satan's lair; Brit's a great school, it's just that I'm off to a bad start already.

Michael Sandford is not in this blog. He certainly is not at all he seizures sometimes yes he does.

So I'm writing a new song, and I might record a demo like I did with the other one, maybe ask Liam for drums but I'd feel like I'm a bit, uh, dependent on him if I did that all the time. I also really need to start writing songs not based on gui- ok I've already written about this in this same blog; probably a sign that I've gone on long enough. I'm gonna post this whole cringe inducing blog now and maybe edit out the shit tomorrow.

Bye. This blog has 2008 words.

HEY DOM!

Hi

I haven't blogged in a while, so I'm gonna talk about lots of stuff, such as Dark Knight, which may have spoilers.

I hope I'm in the same art group as Zak. We were put into different tutors, which is fine, but then they started saying all this stuff about a new art room in another building and it scares me that they'd put us into two separate classes. Christian also said that Musical Theatre is being divided into 3 separate groups too, which just worries me further.

Yeah. ^ ^ ^ That was in the old draft for this blog, so I decided to leave it in (but trimmed it down because it was really long and a bit silly). Yep.

Things

So uh, recently I had my friend Jamil round for a few days. We pretty much just constantly played Phantasy Star Online and Smash Bros Brawl, and then I went to this...and played Phantasy Star Online and Smash Bros Brawl (mixed in with some wii sports, too). But yeah, also went to a barbecue there, which was yummy. Yeah! Moses is cool, he said some pretty funny things. I asked him if anyone is a cry baby at his school, and he said that this kid was because he wore his school uniform on own clothes day, hahaha (Moses is 6 years old by the way).

Dark Knight

Yeah. Dark Knight! Bloody excellent film, and I'm going to talk about it now with spoilers, so please don't read this It was weird, because it's a super hero movie, but the action scenes weren't the highlight at all. The best parts about the film was the overall plot, the character development (specifically the change of Harvey Dent to Two-Face), and of course, the acting, and the fact that Heath Ledger's Joker is probably my favourite villain I've seen in cinema (but then again, I'm not a cinematic expert, I have not even seen great films like The Godfather). Seriously, I don't use this word often, but I'd describe the acting of him to be perfect. The scenes such as the pencil trick, you just knew that he was absolutely not to be messed with, and how insane he is. But he was also hilarious, such as the whole nurse outfit thing, and the blowing up of the hospital as well.

Ok, so there weren't really any major spoilers there. That's probably because I really enjoyed the film, and don't want to spoil it for anybody that would read this (and yeah, I know I put spoiler warnings, but people often ignore those). One thing that annoys me is when some people say/believe that the only reason anyone is reguarding Heath's performance as excellent is because he's dead, which is complete bullshit. I wasn't really aware of who Heath Ledger really was before he died, and thus wasn't effected when hearing the news, but after watching this, I am really sad about his death because of his performance in this.

Fucking hell my fucking guitar,cvino

Again, the thing above me is something I wrote in this blog draft just before I went to bed, and decided to keep it in. Yes I did.

What I am doing yeah I have nothing to write about hello

Well, right now all I'm doing is listen to music (mainly Bjork right now) and completing my art book for when I go back to school. So far I've drawn a cartoon wearing headphones, Heath Ledger's Joker, and Thom Yorke. I will be drawing lots of other music people that I love also, and drawing songs. Yeah. I'm also not getting anywhere with my song despite that probably being a priority over my art book. I need to purchase a really good microphone (as in, really good) so I can record the acoustic guitar without it sounding terrible.

It's tiiiiiiiiiiiiime to coooooome home

Woah, I just made a subtitle with Radiohead lyrics...YEAH. So, my brother's coming home from Thailand after almost two years today. He should actually be home any minute now. Yep. I wonder if he's got me anything (lolo) or if he still will keep playing Linkin Park and Thai music when he gets back. I will try to educate him perhaps. Yeah, there's too many subtitles compared to words in this blog, so now I'll just say this before I stop writing things:

This is my best blog I've written, I think (click for link to blog). It's my most nerdy, but yeah. Usually reading over things I write, I cringe, but I don't with that, despite it being pretty pathetic. Woo.

Bye

So today I watched The Green Mile

FYI: I just completely edited this blog from what it used to be, completely. Now I'm gonna write about The Green Mile for a little bit and discuss some Futurama episodes, mainly about why I was moved a lot more by Jurassic Bark than I was by, uh, the other one. The one with the seven leaf clover. There will of course be spoilers in this blog.

So yeah, onto Green Mile. This was a really sad film, I'm surprised at how moving it was just for simple things such as the mouse dying (though I wasn't a fan of its resurrection, though it was necessary. It's just that it took away a lot of the impact.) And of course, both of the [major] executions got to me a lot, I can't decide which one was worse. I can't think of a character I've hated more than Percy Wetmore, and I don't mean hated as in he's a bad character (he's a great character) but holy shit, what an asshole. When he didn't wet the sponge...man. I also hate how unrealistically everyone acted afterwards, all he basically got was a slap and a few hours locked in a room (and I know he gets that disease at the end but that's beside the point, because it wasn't something the prison guards did).

Another thing (which on reflection, I don't care about) but the twist that Billy the Kid was the one that killed the girls really wasn't surprising, it was pretty obvious, and it tried to be shocking when it wasn't really. I also don't like how Coffey made Percy kill him as a punishment, because he gave him a quick painless death, while the chair would have been a worse punishment anyway.

I was pretty weirded out and annoyed at when the film suddenly became supernatural and holy, with some apparent religious metaphors (John Coffey's initials = JC which = Jesus Christ) but it doesn't matter, I'm not gonna pretend it hurt the film at all because it didn't, but I thought it was going to. Coffey was pretty human anyway. Yeah. Another thing I didn't quite like was how Paul got the "curse" from God at the end for letting Coffey die, which I thought was really stupid because it was Coffey's wish, and he asked him not to stop it. I'm just going to assume that Paul's assumption was wrong about God doing it because, well, why WOULD he curse someone for letting them die when they want to.

I always end up just talking about the negatives when reviewing things, which is a really annoying trait of mine. I don't know how to compliment things unless I say "I liked this part" or "that was great". I wish I could properly critique things (though maybe I'm better at doing this to music. I'll review that Neutral Milk Hotel album eventually, Bown).

Now onto Futurama:

I'd just like to point out before I write about this that this is just a personal reason for why I was moved a lot more by the ending of Jurassic Bark over the ending of The Luck of the Fryrish (which are both really good puns, haha) and this isn't exactly set in stone. Then again, you probably already knew that, but y'know *FILLS UP SPACE*.

The ending of Jurassic Bark had much more of an impact on me because, well, it was a sad ending. Fry had made a mistake and he didn't really know it, his dog DID remember him and had spent the rest of his life waiting for him before he died. And then there's luck of the Fryrish, which also had a great ending, but it was like "aw, that's sweet" kinda thing, because his brother hadn't stolen his life. Basically, everything turned out alright, and it was just lovely, rather than the "damn it Fry, your dog still remembers you". I'm explaining this horribly, and making the ending of Luck of the Fryrish seem a lot worse and over simplified than it really is, but that's pretty much how I feel.

And it's not just the ending of Jurassic Bark that makes me sad, too. There's other parts such as when Seymour (Fry's dog) finds Fry frozen, and tries to tell his parents, but they don't notice (it was funny, and is funny, but it still makes me kinda go "damn"). I probably also cared about the episode a bit more cos I was imagining if that had happened to my cat, haha. I love animals, I might become vegetarian one day (aslong as I get to smother everything with melted cheese I MIGHT just make it).

Yeah... I have nothing to write about recently. I don't really like writing blogs about media stuff, but I guess it will do. In other news...

Music Bros Brawl-E's Lawful Adventures...lol

I haven't been thinking about and thus not progressing on the song I'm writing at all, because I have been playing Smash Bros Brawl pretty much constantly for 2 days. Really, really great game, but I'm not having nearly as much fun as I should be having because I haven't been playing multiplayer. I also think the game's a bit more floaty than it should be, and I really don't like the changes to Falco and some of the physics in general...but OH GOD, Meta knight just rules. And uh, I hear Zak has been telling Anthony that they both need to stay at my house for the night. He should try asking me, not Anthony, haha. YEAH ZAK YOU BIG JERK, I'M CALLING YOU OUT.

Yeah, I really want to see Wall-E, because it's apparently a wonderful film and Pixar's best work, but it's not out at my local cinema until the bloody 18th of July (it was released elsewhere 2 days ago, I believe). That's really annoying, yes it is. I'm also reminded suddenly by the use of the word "bloody" (the wrong BLOODY side) that Nick Ashby's Lawful Adventures is one of the most wonderful things I've ever seen, and I advise all of you to watch it...

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...Someone has taken my old blog url already, hahaha. It's really weird though, because it's just a bunch of consecutive examples of teenagers getting personal loans or whatever, and nothing more. I don't know why they picked that url. The funny thing is, though, when my blog was linked to on that site about my Amnesiac review, anyone that reads that and clicks the link will be linked to a site about teenagers being given loans. Marvelous. We should collaborate in a blog, I can see it now. Alienbz.blogspot.com. That might be a possible url (because Alienblogato might not be the final choice, I'm still unsure if it's a good name to track down (google comes up with nothing) and that's why I changed from the original URL in the first place.

And with that, I leave you sitting in your own filth, you shit.

Man, I really don't wanna write about this

Because I don't want to turn my blog into a place to vent my anger (even though that might be entertaining), or a stupid fucking bitch fest (again, would be entertaining, but is ultimately pathetic). But man, I'll just say this, I didn't write any blog posts on this blog to offend anyone, but apparently this has happened? I don't really know what to say, I just wish they'd said something rather than boycotting me completely. I didn't even mention in the blog that he stole a game, as a matter of just not becoming a bitching monster, and now he's mad at me for a line in my blog where I said I didn't feel like having anyone round. This is ridiculous. I'm glad Oran didn't follow the boycott (and I'm sorry Oran, I know you didn't want them to know, but this is involves me so y'know).

And now this blog is becoming a bitch fest, which I didn't want to happen, so I'm cutting it short write here.

Tomorrow I'm going to TJ's 16th birthday, which shall be fun. He rung me yesterday, and I had no idea who it was. I'm sorry, haha. Though, Zak told me to ring him, but I don't have his number I don't think. So I'm not really sure how to get there, because he told me to meet him at the "2 fat ladies" in Wimbledon...and I don't where the "2 fat ladies" is. I feel like I should know, because I live right near Wimbledon but, er, I don't. Hopefully he'll come on the msn device later.

The song I'm writing is coming along really well, which I'm really glad about. I need to start writing lyrics, and then I'll record it and get to work on Sony Acid. That reminds me, need to ask Liam (Ugmo Liam, this is getting annoying actually. From now on, Liam refers to Ugmo, and Dolubasao refers to, um, Dolubasao) about more links to free samples. I'm also worried about Acid automatically changing the tempo to match the drums; I hope it's the other way around, and that the drums are slowed down/sped up to match the guitar.

Hahaha, that reminds me. When I was speaking to Lorentz, I said "Acid will probably make making the music easier", and he thought I was talking about drugs. That's pretty cool! Maybe I should try both. But yeah, uh...

I have nothing to talk about recently. How the hell does Dom write 12000 word blogs? Ok, that's a stupid question, because he's told me how. Maybe I should start some kind of log thing too, and make my blogs a "best of" from that. It would probably result in me not posting occasionally shitty (lol) blogs which are just youtube videos.... though I haven't done that in a while, I'm just posting this to fill up space.

Which I don't want to do, gah. Filling up space sucks unless you're filling up space with something worthwhile...and I'm still doing it, to! Jeez. I'll talk about something now; I haven't been working on Alien Potato for about a week. I hope I manage to motivate myself to finish it soon; I don't want it to head to "oblivion", which all my semi long flashes seem to go. I can never make anything more than 3 minutes long unless it's a joke and/or piece of crap. Sucks. Oh well!

This blog is terrible, sorry. I feel like I should add to it later, but nah.