Is the day that this happened.
Mimas got my video and they liked it, saying 'I could be in their band'. So then they reposted it, and it got all these likes and awesome comments. This made me so happy.
That's really all I have to say. This made my year already.
I'm finding a job tomorrow, apparently. This is all at once exciting and overwhelming. I'm not sure how to feel about it.
The song of the day is Boyz by M.I.A. Best beat i've heard in some time. Unfortunately, I can't embed it on here. So here's the link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBX3lo3Boxs
Today, Me (I don't care that that usage of 'me' is grammatically incorrect), Rob, Robert, and several others attended trivia night at Wings Your Way as we normally do. We were expecting to beat drunk college kids like we tend to do, but this week the questions were absolutely impossible. "How many muscles are there in a cat's ear?" "In which state is the town of Dingdong located?" I mean. Literally trivial stuff that no one in their right mind could ever figure out.
Today's been weird. It felt like there's been a dark cloud hanging over my head. I had to take a nap just to shake the cloud, something I never do. It was a conglomeration of the trivia night fail, the fact that I didn't have piano lessons as planned, the dreary school day, the semi-eye-opening eavesdropping I did today that I don't want to get into. Maybe it's the fact that I did so much yesterday and today I did nothing but just kind of idle. All of these things just added up and smacked me square in the nose.
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Here's that third video I was in that was uploaded yesterday. Definitely one of the best things I've uploaded onto YouTube.
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The first half is in slow-motion. It opens with a visibly bruised face looking down at her notebook introspectively underneath a big oak tree, all in color. The oak tree is essentially her one safe haven, the one place where she can be at ease. The shot focuses in on the notebook, which fades slowly into her real life, in a darkish blackandwhite. Shots follow include her parents yelling at her, her boyfriend abusing her, dropping her books. It then shows her sneaking out of her parents house at night and then arriving at the oak tree. We get her perspective as she approaches her safety net, before cutting immediately back to more black and white images of her troubled life. Then we see her sneaking out again, doing the same thing, only this time instead of the oak tree fading into color as she approaches, we see construction equipment in place of the tree.
This begins the second half, all in black and white. She screams and cries out at the loss of her home, and immediately starts slashing tires and yelling at the men working away at the trees. The men respond violently and start chasing her. The music continues building as the chase between the girl and the workers intensifies. More and more people get involved. The gap closes and closes and closes. And then the climax. She gets caught up in the wave of people attacking her, hit into submission. We see the fists coming down left and right from her perspective as they fade in and out, smattered with dream-like images, a result of her dwindling consciousness. The film ends with the crowd dispersing as the police arrive, the lights flashing in red and blue, contrasting the black and white starkly.
This is what I visualize when I hear the song 'Untitled #8' by Sigur Ros. I want to film it, but I don't have the amount of people or editing software necessary. Which is a shame, because I think it's a decent enough concept.
Time to publish. SEE YOU TOMORROW.
THREE videos were uploaded involving me today, one on my main channel, one on 3kewldoods, and one on 'sekretaccount'. as i'm writing this, the 3kewldoods one is still publishing.
this first one has a little bit of a backstory behind it.
I was improvising on the piano one day and came across the melody to the song 'Dads' by Mimas, which also turns out to be one of my favorite songs period. Since Mimas, for some insane reason, do not have many fans on their Facebook page and they use it often, I told them that I had done this. I wasn't expecting any response to this, but then they responded saying "Post it then!" I freaked out a little bit on the inside. A couple days later, I film a video with me playing the song and upload it onto YouTube. I just posted it on their Facebook page, and now I'm anxiously awaiting their response.
VIDEO 1:
and VIDEO 2, that weird film I was talking about last night:
That's all I have time for today, I'm 'fraid. I need to upload the 3kewldoods video and get a semi-goodnight's sleep.
Something better tomorrow!
Instead of seeing The Hurt Locker last night, I ended up seeing this:
And I must say, that it was one of the best 'horror' movies I've ever seen. There was an ideal mix of dark comedy and decent scares, and it had one of the most kickass and satisfying endings to a movie i've seen in a long time.
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several of my friends came over today for a festive party, in which there was conversation and pasta. We also spontaneously shot an experimental video. It's GOING to be the most successful video on YouTube, because it's the greatest thing that's ever been committed to tape. not even an exaggeration.
it's a complete exaggeration.
but it will be uploaded onto my channel in the hopefully near future.
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After my amazing three-day weekend, it's back to school tomorrow. Let the hellish second semester begin. 3 AP tests, SATs in June. Fuuuuu-But then summer shall arrive and I will be free to do whatever I want, since I'm probably not going to have a job again. Because I don't have a car to get to the job. Because I have no means of getting a car. This is going to be a great summer, the last few months I'll have with the vast majority of mes amis.
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i've made it through the first month of this blog, and I'm extraordinarily proud of this. I want to thank all of you guys for the 690 views this blog's gotten in the past month, that's simply OUTSTANDING. It's all y'all that keep this thing going.
for 4 hours today, 7:30 AM - 11:30 AM, several members of my school and I were volunteers here:
Our main tasks were to prepare food boxes for families of five to six people, organize the food that was delivered, and make sure that people took just what they were supposed to. (my station was the dessert station: you can take something from the shelf, and something from the box. no sir, just ONE thing from the shelf.) some people managed to get away with taking a couple of things off the shelf, but I didn't stop them. Most of the food came from a local supermarket, and a pretty good amount of it was fresh and healthy stuff. (vegetables and fruits galore...)
I was expecting to see a lot of sad, embarrassed faces take the food that was offered, but instead they were generally happy and friendly. I managed to make conversation with a few of them. One was forced to come into the shelter 10 weeks out of the year because he could only work 20 hours a week at his job during the winter. Two people that seemed to be a couple couldn't decide whether they wanted a black forest cake or a cheesecake. They asked me which one I would take, to which I replied the black forest cake, because cheesecake makes me nauseous.
This all gave me an entirely new perspective of those in need. It not only made me appreciate what I have more, it also made me realize that a lot of what we can donate goes to nice and grateful people who just happen to be horribly down on their luck.
Also, during a work break, we got into this incredibly indepth conversation about all of these conspiracy theories and weird thinkings. Like, how someone fell asleep in the middle of a crop circle once and it doubled in size the next morning, and how 9/11 could really be a hoax, and how since thoughts could potentially hold matter and enough people hold belief in a God, God could potentially exist due to our thoughts combining to produce a single entity. That was fun.
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A little more work on my mix has been completed today, and I think I know the direction that it's going in, which is quite the excitement.
I must be going, I'm seeing the Hurt Locker and playing Mario Kart with a couple friends.
'til tomorrow!
I just need to post something today. I have an hour to make my video and edit it. I need to go to bed early tonight because I'm going to help out at a soup kitchen eaaaaaaarly in the morning. We're leaving at 6:20.
A little more progress on my mix but that's about it.
More thorough post tomorrow.
i'm currently working on a continuous mix called 'dirtchildren.' i'm three songs in, and it's sounding pretty decent. it will probably be up on here for listening purposes once finished, as illegal as that potentially is.
i'm just that badass.
i've been developing my songs more today, (Dogs/Worms/Everyone, En Attendant... (Un), En Attendant... (Deux), You Look Like A Freemason) and I've decided that tomorrow's gonna be spent recording. this means that i'll spend half of my day doing nothing and then the other half thinking about recording, and maybe getting one or two tracks down at most. i'm in this kind of demotivated period right now. my alreadyweak singing voice has kind of left me as of late, and I'm kind of upset about that. We'll see how tomorrow winds up though. It could be very productive or a gigantic fail.
song of the day: Rousseau by Pinback. the epitome of chill.
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midterms are done, so now i can be as long-winded as I want!
too bad this blog ends here.
just kidding.
JD Salinger died today.
I don't think I've ever told the Internet about this.
A few months ago, my friends took a ride up to Cornish, NH, the residence of JD Salinger. Their objective: to meet JD Salinger. I was invited along for the ride, but declined, knowing that he was a recluse and we would probably be turned away.
They weren't turned away. They actually got to meet this legend in his own house, this man who would never accept interviews, who had lived in seclusion for nearly 6 decades. They thought that they wouldn't find him at first, since the people at the Cornish Country Store 'didn't know of his whereabouts'. But they managed to find his house, sit down and talk to him.
I think the reason he was accepting of them is the fact that 5 young boys just showed up at his doorstep, unannounced and uninvited. This is exactly what he wrote about in Catcher in The Rye: being young and spontaneous. it MUST have clicked with him when he saw this. And that's why he let them in... that day, I stayed at home, doing absolutely nothing of importance.
R.I.P., you legend.
11:00 AM:
In:
30 minutes - I will be at Robert Nesbit's house, constructing lunch with a few people.
In 3 hrs, 30 minutes - I will be at track practice, doing a speed workout.
In 5 hrs - I will be going out to dinner with my mom.
In 8 hrs - I will have recovered from all of this activity, and will be studying for my french midterm.
And eventually, I'll be opening the presents and what have you.
Today's a great day for a birthday. It's sunny, it feels warm even though it 's 41 degrees outside. The fact that it's been so warm has been concerning me as of late, but not today. Today, there's an exception to everything. It's days like today, not just my birthday, but sunny days in general, that make me love life. Sometimes it feels GOOD to just be aware of your existence, to be alive. To be able to stand outside and stare at trees and clouds. We are electrons that somehow formed into these fibers that somehow formed into these nerves that somehow formed into a living, breathing, self-aware entity. I'm self-aware, and aware of every precious moment I have and I know that there will be so many more before I run out of those moments. Today is January 27, 2010. It's never gonna happen again, so I need to make the most out of it.
this is how german people would pronounce 'Beach House'.
song(s) of the day:
Zebra by Beach House
and 10 Mile Stereo by Beach House
Now, I'm not really a big fan of this band. I've just spent a big part of my day trying to get into them. I can see why some people would like them, but I'm just not connecting with the music. Her voice is beautiful, the music's pretty, but it's too low energy and slow for my tastes. They never bother to extend their tempo past crawl, and it makes me very impatient. I did, however, manage to like these two songs off of their brand new album 'Teen Dream'. And by the end of the week, I'll probably be obsessed with them, being the good little hipster that I am.
I managed to conduct my first piano lesson today, with marginal success. Luckily she's a fast, semi-independent learner. She essentially took it upon herself to keep playing the basic patterns over and over again. We managed to get halfway through a single book in one day. and I'm sure she'll be up to the 'I can play anything!' speed pretty soon. it's exciting, i like teaching. not a career avenue i would pursue, but this is a nice little side project.
"Well I'll go to college and I'll learn some big words, and I'll speak real loud. Goddamn right, I'll be heard. You'll remember, that kid who said all those big words he must've learned in college. - Modest Mouse's Bankrupt on Selling."
the song's called 'en attendant... (deux)'. the first part's like a little instrumental piece. i've been doing a lot of instrumental stuff recently because my uncle has offered me the potential position of scoring one of his short films (!?). so i've been doing like really quiet, mood pieces. below is part two. french to english translations provided.
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on a loaded ship
with a baseball bat
i wait.
Death, we are not afraid
on this, our Judgment Day
So come.
Fight back best we know
with our guns, bats, stones
venez-y. (come here.)
No food for three days
All those who remain
are tired.
Frenchmen sing a prayer
"Oh mon Dieu, mon Père (oh my God, my Father)
Pourquoi (why)
Avez-Vous me faire ça? (did you do this to me?)
Pourquoi
Avez-Vous me faire ça?"
En Vous attendant... (waiting for you)
En Vous attendant...
toujours. (always)
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I think it's either about like an apocalyptic scenario or the revolutionary war or something. up to you. the last lines were initially about
despite my crazy study sessions, i ended up with a 69 on my calc test. wah. studying up some more to do better on my midterm. need to look up my Riemann sums and integrals.
song oF tHe SONG oF tHe song of the DAY:
Vitamin C by Can. undoubtedly the catchiest song of the 1970s.
midterms start tomorrow. wish me luck! or don't wish me luck, whichever you prefer.
