Likes:
Passion.
Art.
Music.
Film.
Philosophy.
Manipulating the English language.
Sarcasm.
Sincerity.
Colors.
Sounds.
Ambience.
Reverberations.
Delay-ay-ay-ay.
Guitar.
Shred.
Twang.
Booze.
Spliffs.
Asian food.
Asian girls.
Blonde girls.
Other girls.
Chemicals.
Technology.
Videogames.
Import cars.
Comedy.
Amusing anthropomorphized cat pictures.
Dislikes:
Cheap vodka hangovers.
Racism.
Sexism.
Classism.
Homophobia.
Greed.
Dishonesty.
Closed minds.
Empty hearts.
Arrogance.
Ignorance.
Nationalism.
War.
Genocide.
Spoiled, rich suburban kids.
Bland, uninspiring music.
Shallow, empty, lifeless, boring girls.
And people who: care more about fashion than passion, push their beliefs on others, act like sheep, will do anything for attention, etc.
People who I share common interests with. Bands that don't suck. Kids that know how to party, but also know how and when to chill and can maintain an intelligent conversation. Passionate people. Real people. No sluts. No fakes. No liars.
Oh, and a pretty, classy, intelligent girl with some integrity would be nice...
Dear brothers and sisters,
Dear enemies and friends,
Why are we all so alone here
All we need is a little more hope, a little more joy
All we need is a little more light, a little less weight, a little more freedom.
If we were an army, and if we believed that we were an army
And we believed that everyone was scared like little lost
children in their grown up clothes and poses
So we ended up alone here floating through long wasted days, or great tribulations.
While everything felt wrong
Good words, strong words, words that could've moved mountains
Words that no one ever said
We were all waiting to hear those words and no one ever said them
And the tactics never hatched
And the plans were never mapped
And we all learned not to believe
And strange lonesome monsters loafed through the hills wondering why
And it is best to never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever wonder why
So, tangle - oh tangle us up in bright red ribbons.
Let's have a parade
It's been so long since we had a parade, so let's have a parade.
Let's invite all our friends
And all our friends' friends.
Let's promenade down the boulevards with terrific pride and light in our eyes
Twelve feet tall and staggering
Sick with joy with the angels there and light in our eyes
Brothers and sisters, hope still waits in the wings like a bitter spinster
Impatient, lonely and shivering, waiting to build her glorious fires
It's because of our plans, man; our beautiful, ridiculous plans
Let's launch them like careening jetplanes
Let's crash all our planes into the river
Let's build strange and radiant machines at this jericho
Shit I'm Into:
Shred. Tech Metal. Prog rock. Post-rock. Ambient/Shoegaze. Hip hop. Post-hardcore. Jazz. Grind. Indie rock/pop. Folk. Trip hop/Downtempo.
I like a ton of different things, but I DON'T like trendy scene boy bands for chicks, dumbed down, bullshit tough guy hardcore, or watered down, generic metalcore. So, none of any of that please. Thanks.
Deleted the huge list because it was ridiculous. So, here's some favorites and/or stuff I've been digging lately:
Between The Buried and Me
The Faceless
The Human Abstract (minus vocals... haha)
Protest The Hero
Botch
Cave In
The Number Twelve Looks Like you
Psyopus
Converge
Daughters
The Dillinger Escape Plan
Ion Dissonance
The Fall of Troy
Circle Takes The Square
Orchid
Envy
Minus The Bear
Blonde Redhead
At The Drive-In
Russian Circles
Tristeza
Murder By Death
A Silver Mt. Zion
Explosions In The Sky
Godspeed You Black Emperor
Prefuse 73
Do Make Say Think
Mogwai
The Album Leaf
Eluvium
TV On The Radio
Broken Social Scene
Elliot Smith
Iron & Wine
Joanna Newsom
Devendra Banhart
Death From Above 1979
The Redlight Sting
Drive Like Jehu
Faraquet
Q And Not U
Aesop Rock
Alias
Cannibal Ox
Sage Francis
Buck 65
Blockhead
Buddy Wakefield
El-P
MF Doom
RJD2
Rob Sonic
Illogic
Del
Why
Gorillaz
Sole
Saul Williams
Battles
Tyondai Braxton
"To hear something new is hard and painful for the ear. We hear the music of foreigners badly." I make the sounds that you can't understand. This is my critique. This is my subversion. This is my revolution. I make the sounds that you can't understand. My fingers, my voice... slide into every orifice. You, I, own these words. This is friendship. That's what friends are for. I am Nietzche. 1886 was a very good year, and you know this to be true. Thus spake me."
Sin City.
City of God.
Fight Club.
25th Hour.
American Beauty.
Suicide Kings.
Memento.
Being John Malkovich.
Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind.
Garden State.
The Royal Tenenbaums.
Trainspotting.
Requiem for a Dream.
Spun.
Go.
The Salton Sea.
Blow.
Traffic.
Phonebooth.
Adaptation.
Magnolia.
Boondock Saints.
Donnie Darko.
Pulp Fiction.
Jackie Brown.
Kill Bill Volume 1 & 2.
Reservoir Dogs.
Four Rooms.
Natural Born Killers.
True Romance.
Waking Life.
Kinsey.
The Red Violin.
Amelie.
City Of Lost Children.
Audition.
Battle Royale.
Ichi The Killer.
Suicide Club.
Last Life In The Universe.
Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter, and... Spring.
Abre Los Ojos. [Open Your Eyes].
Vanilla Sky.
Minority Report.
21 Grams.
Hero.
Pi: Faith in Chaos.
The Usual Suspects.
Goodfellas.
Happiness.
Gattaca.
The Virgin Suicides.
The Manchurian Candidate.
American Psycho.
A Beautiful Mind.
Boogie Nights.
Dead Poets Society.
The Butterfly Effect.
American History X.
Snatch.
Swordfish.
Seven.
Insomnia.
Office Space.
Frailty.
Gone in 60 Seconds.
The Insider.
Enemy At The Gates.
Napoleon Dynamite.
Half Baked.
Gangs of New York.
The Last Samurai.
Big Fish.
Kung Fu Hustle.
The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy.
Comedy Central. Animal Planet. G4TV. Other dorky science and cartoon shit. I don't watch TV very much.
I kiss the girls that speak Marcuse. I kiss the boys that speak Foucault. I love the kids that know Adorno, and snub their noses at kids who don't. I make love in theory and touch myself in practice. What's good for the posture is good for the pose. Who let the tigers out to kill all the lovers?