November 2011
Skyrim Retro Edition
Chetreo
Chetreo - Skyrim Retro Edition
Live it
Love it
8bit
The Worst Day Since Yesterday
Flogging Molly
Flogging Molly - The Worst Day Since Yesterday
Well I know, I miss more than hit
With a face that was launched to sink
And I seldom feel, the bright relief
It’s been the worst day since yesterday
If there’s one thing I have said
Is that the dreams I once had, now lay in bed
As the four winds blow, my wits through the door
It’s been the worst day since yesterday
Fallin’ down to you sweet ground
Where the flowers they bloom
Well it’s there I’ll be found
Hurry back to me, my wild calling
It’s been the worst day since yesterday
Though these wounds have seen no wars
Except for the scars I have ignored
And this endless crutch, well it’s never enough
It’s been the worst day since yesterday
Hell says hello, well it’s time to I should go
To pastures green, that I’ve yet to see
Hurry back to me, my wild calling
It’s been the worst day since yesterday
Orphans
Beck
Beck - Orphans
Think I’m stranded but I don’t know where
I got this diamond that don’t know how to shine
In the sun where these dark winds wail
And these children leave their rulers behind
As we cross ten leagues from a rubicon
With matchsticks for my bones
If we could learn how to freeze ourselves alive
We could learn to leave these burdens to burn
Cast out these creatures of woe
Who shatter themselves
Fighting a fire with your bare hands
Now my journey takes me further south
I want to hear what the blind men sing
With their fossils and their gypsy bones
I’ll stand beside myself so I’m not alone
And how can I make new again what rusts every time it rains
And the rain it comes and floods our lungs
We’re just orphans in a tidal wave’s wake
If I wake up and see my maker coming
With all of his crimson and his iron desire
We’ll drag the streets with the baggage of longing
To be loved or destroyed
From a void to a grain of sand in your hand
Go It Alone
Beck
Beck - Go It Alone
I’m comin over
See me down at the station
By the lane
With my hands in my pocket
Jingling a wish coin
That I stole from a fountain
That was drowning all the cares in the world
When I get older
Climbin up on the back porch fence
Just to see the dogs runnin
With a ring and a question
And my shiverin voice is singing
Through a crack in the window
I better go it alone
Down on the corner
See me standin
On a makeshift road
With the dust storm blowin
In a long black shadow
Pull a hammer from a coal mine
Down where your daddy was workin
Comb my hair back
Strike a match on a bathroom wall
Where my number is written
Drivin on the sidewalk
Lookin back and the sky is burning
In my rearview mirror
I better go it alone
Bells & Whistles
Andrew Jackson Jihad
Andrew Jackson Jihad - Bells & Whistles
I have often wondered if a pregnant woman is decapitated
Will the baby survive? Will the baby survive?
And I have also wondered if that baby lives his life
What kind of life will that baby lead
And will the baby ever be happy? No
His heart will be bloated and swollen
Just like his soul
Too big to fit in his body
And I don’t think that I can take it
And I don’t think that you can take it
And I know that he sure as hell can’t take it
So we all go
So we all go
So we all go
Play
Hell Yes
Beck
Beck - Hell Yes
Looking for my place
On assembly lines
Fake prizes
Risin’ out of the bombholes
Skeleton boys hyped up on purple
Smoke rings blow from across the disco
Bank notes burn like broken equipment
Lookin’ for shelter readjust your position
Thought control ghost written confessions
Two dimensions dumb your head down
Duck don’t look now company missiles
Power is raunchy rent-a-cops are watching
Makin their dreams out of paper mache
Cliche wasted hate taste tested
Hell yes, I’m movin this way, I’m doin this thing
Please enjoy
Hell yes, I’m turnin it on, I’m workin my legs
Hell yes, I’m callin you out, I’m switchin my plates
Please enjoy
Hell yes, I’m cleanin the floor, my beat is correct
Stretched to the limit attention spans
Snap back retract collapse into laugh tracks
Noise response applause and hand claps
Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow
Breaking points on the verge of pointless
Fools anointed to the followers fanfare
Look for the common not superficial
Code red cola war conformity crisis
Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles
With magic markers running out of their ink
Lives in white out
Turn the lights out
Fax machine anthems get your damn hands up
Hell yes, I’m movin this way, I’m doin this thing
Please enjoy
Hell yes, I’m turnin it on, I’m workin my legs
Hell yes, I’m callin you out, I’m switchin my plates
Please enjoy
Hell yes, I’m cleanin the floor, my beat is correct
I like your bass
Yes
Your beat is nice
Yes
Hell yes
“The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee.”
—
Jules Winnfield (via daniellefuckingprice)
I don’t care much for the bible. But I care a lot for Pulp Fiction
A Rush And A Push And The Land Is Ours
The Smiths
The Smiths - A Rush And A Push And The Land Is Ours
I am the ghost of Troubled Joe
Hung by his pretty white neck
Some eighteen months ago
I travelled to a mystical time zone
And I missed my bed
And I soon came home
They said
There’s too much caffeine
In your bloodstream
And a lack of real spice
In your life
I said
Leave me alone
Because I’m alright, dad
Surprised to still
Be on my own
Oh, but don’t mention love
I’d hate the strain of the pain again
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
It has been before
So it shall be again
And people who are uglier than you and I
They take what they need, and just leave
Oh, but don’t mention love
I’d hate the pain of the strain all over again
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
It has been before
So why can’t it be now
And people who are weaker than you and I
They take what they want from life
Oh, but don’t mention love
No no, don’t mention love
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
Your youth may be gone
But you’re still a young man
So phone me, phone me
So phone me, phone me, phone me
Oh, I think I’m in love
The RPG Schism
It’s so cute when the WoW kids get mad at you for wrecking on their game. It’s so obvious their intellect with games or just in general is pretty low when they can’t tell sarcasm. I could go on about how WoW is the lowest tier of MMOs out there but I won’t. I will let them have their “best chat room with taurens, orcs and elves” out there. If people are having arguments about why they bought Call of Duty over Skyrim because “It doesn’t have multiplayer” I think I make make a slight comparison of WoW and Skyrim. This post is obviously about a certain someone. I guess what they also didn’t notice is that in my picture post of the Skyrim vs. WoW I tagged MMORPG and RPG as separate entities.
tl;dr WoW kids make me lol
Play
People II: The Reckoning
Andrew Jackson Jihad
Andrew Jackson Jihad - People II: The Reckoning
Nobody knows everything
We know this to be true
Everything is difficult
Except what’s in front of you
But it’s complicated even under your nose
Bullshit math equations
And your highs and your lows
And your manic depression
It comes and it goes
Your parasympathetic nervous system reacts
And you’re in fight-or-flight mode
How’s the world so small when the world is so large?
And what made the world, could I please speak to who’s in charge?
Everything is real but it’s also just as fake
From your daughter’s birthday party to your grandmother’s wake
And your bi-polar illness, it comes and it goes
You parasympathetic nervous system reacts
And you’re in fight or flight
You’re in fight or flight
You’re in fight or flight mode
I’ve tried to know which words to sing so many times
And I’ve tried to know which chords to play
And I’ve tried to make it rhyme
And I’ve tried to find the key that all good songs are in
And I’ve tried to find the notes to make that great resounding din
But there’s a bad man in everyone
No matter who we are
There’s a rapist and a Nazi living in our tiny hearts
Child pornographers and cannibals, and politicians too
There’s someone in your head waiting to fucking strangle you
So here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
People love you more, oh nevermind, oh nevermind
In fucking fact, Mrs. Robinson
The world won’t care whether you live or die, live or die
In fucking fact, Mrs. Robinson,
They probably hate to see your stupid face, your stupid face
So here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson,
You live in an unforgiving place.
Unhappy Birthday
The Smiths
The Smiths - Unhappy Birthday
I’ve come to wish you an unhappy birthday
I’ve come to wish you an unhappy birthday
‘Cause you’re evil
And you lie
And if you should die
I may feel slightly sad
But I won’t cry
Loved and lost
And some may say
When usually it’s nothing
Surely you’re happy
It should be this way
I say no, I’m gonna kill my dog
May the lines sag, may the lines sag heavy and deep tonight
I’ve come to wish you an unhappy birthday
I’ve come to wish you an unhappy birthday
‘Cause you’re evil
And you lie
And if you should die
I may feel slightly sad
But I won’t cry
Loved and lost
And some may say
When usually it’s nothing
Surely you’re happy
It should be this way
I said no
And then I shot myself
So, drink, drink, drink
And be ill tonight
From the one you left behind
Trailerpark
Blur
Blur - Trailer Park
I’m a country boy I got no soul
I don’t sleep at night, the worlds growing old
I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones
I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones
I’m a country boy I got no soul
I don’t sleep at night, the worlds growing old
I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones
I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones
I’m a country boy I got no soul
I don’t sleep at night, the worlds growing old
I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones
I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones
If you have to eat only pizza for the rest of your life and it always needs to have the same ingredients. which ingredients do you choose?
If you mean toppings they would have to be green olives, feta, tomato and/or broccoli and I would be totally content with eating that my whole life as long as I could pour my Frank’s Red Hot Sauce on that. As the commercial says I literally put that shit on almost everything.
Death of a Party
Blur
Blur - Death of a Party
The death of the party
Came as no surprise
Why did we bother?
Should have stayed away
Another night
And I thought “Well, well”
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf
The death of the teenager
Standing on his own
Why did he bother?
Should have slept alone
Another night
And I thought “Well, well”
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf
Another night
And I thought “Well, well”
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf
I try to just post about games and music but I’m going to rant because I can do that with people who don’t actually know me. And the odds of someone reading this are next to none.
Today on my way home from work the bus slammed on it’s breaks as a car in front of it did so as well unexpectedly. And in that moment I would have been happy if we were in a horrific crash, I was hoping for it. I have lost all faith in humanity and myself.
Almost every day I see a cop car. And every time I see one it reminds me of my childhood best friend Andreas Chinnery and how he was shot to death in his own home by some fucking cops even though he was not armed himself. Not with a gun, or a knife or anything like that. He was having a freak out in his own home but was not causing anyone harm nor was anyone else in his apartment.
I lost contact with him around the age of 14 and I was going to try to contact him, but I was too late. I took too long and I partially blame myself for his death. Who knows what could have happened that day had we met up again. I’m never going to get to see him again and all I can think about is when we were young and he lived across the alley. Seeing him back then made me so happy.
Other than that, everyone is just a piece of shit and you can’t trust anyone. No one is who you think they are. I don’t really feel like getting into it.
You're so Great
Blur
Blur - You’re So Great
Sad, drunk, and poorly
Sleeping really late
Sad, drunk, and poorly
Not feeling so great
Wandering, lost in a town full of frowns
Sad, drunk, and poorly
Dogs digging up the ground
And I feel the light
In the night and in the day
And I feel the light
When the sky’s just mud and grey
And I feel the light
When you tell me it’s OK
Cause you’re so great, and I love you
Tea, tea and coffee
Helps to start the day
Tea, tea and coffee
Shaking all the way
City’s alive, and surprise, so am I
Tea, tea and coffee
Get no sleep today
And I feel the light
In the night and in the day
And I feel the light
When the sky’s just mud and grey
And I feel the light
When you tell me it’s OK
Cause you’re so great, and I love you
