Puisque c'était écrit, on ne peut pas être à Nîmes le samedi soir puis à San Francisco le lendemain matin...Pour cause d'obligation professionnelle, j'ai donc été forcé de choper des places sur Ebay pour Bercy le 9 juin (bah oui, sinon j'aurai mourru): Pas le meilleur concert des fab' 5, mais même en chantant sous la douche je trouverais Thom planant-en toute objectivité bien sûr-alors les voir enfin après autant d'attente depuis httt était bien chouette. SETLIST:1) All I Need2) There There3) Lucky4) Bangers’n Mash5) 15 Step6) Nude7) Pyramid Song8) Arpeggi9) The Gloaming10) My Iron Lung11) Faust Arp12) Videotape13) Morning Bell14) Where I End And You Begin15) Reckoner16) Everything In Its Right Place17) BodysnatchersRappel 118) Exit Music (For A Film)19) Jigsaw Falling Into Place20) House Of Cards21) Paranoid Android22) Street SpiritRappel 223) Like Spinning plates24) You and whose Army ?25) IdiotequeOn passe sur la sono qui sature parce qu'elle n'est pas en plein air.On a beau dire, ca vous file la banane, tout ça !
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This is interesting from Dead Air Space. The web as we know it is at risk and we can't allow the theft of our rights to use it as we have been used to. It will change the way we communicate with the rest of the world in every meaningful way. Check out this video to find out more. Save the Internet | Rock the VoteRead more…
Если вы ещё сомневаетесь, какую музыку играют Радиоголовые, спешу сообщить, что индейскую. Об этом можно узнать в русскоязычном Facebook'е. Я всегда говорила, что индейскую, а надо мной смеялись и утверждали, что инди. Вот теперь идите и смотрите:)))
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Let me back let me back I promise to be good don't look in the mirror at the face you don't recognize help me call the doctor put me inside put me inside put me inside put me inside put me insideI want to be whole again
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hoy realmente no me levantè con muchas ganas de algo...me duele el cuerpo...mi imàgen no se asemeja a nada conocido..espero algùn dia morir en el olvido de estas sustancias que me vuelven tranquilamente a mi lugar.lloro lentamenteno te creoespero que lo sepasno te creo nada de nada.
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have a low tolerance for humanity in general, but this week really made me want to slather myself in gasoline and light a match. Here are some things to avoid if you want to stay on my good side:1. Don’t stop mid-conversation with your “boy” as I pass you in the hallway and attempt to entice me with a line like, “Oh, hey, what’s going on, beautiful?” except it sounds more like, “Yo, wuz goin’ on, boodaful?” only to follow it up with, “Bitch,” as I ignore you and continue walking. I prefer my men how the general population prefers their newscasters: able to enunciate.2. Don’t ask me about the “spanish” side of my family unless you want me to ask you about the history of inbreeding in yours.3. Don’t have a two-minute debate in the library with your best friend at the table next to mine regarding the authenticity of my tote bag, causing me to finally get up and say on my way out, “Yes, ladies, it’s Coach.”4 Don’t say, “y’know?” after explaining how you just had an acid trip flashback in the middle of work. No, I don’t know.Future unemployment line of America, I’m looking at you when I say this: stop annoying me. Please.
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So, public speaking. Very few people like it and those people are rarely seen by the rest of the world as they are no doubt currently holed up in various mental institutions. The rest of us are usually told to imagine something funny before we deliver our speeches to help ease our nerves.The typical example is to imagine someone in their underwear. Funny? No. Something I probably don’t want to see unless Jared Leto happens to be in the audience? Yes.Thus, when public speaking occasions arise, I have to call on my own natural form of Xanax. To this day, the funniest thing I’ve ever imagined is a playground wherein there is a sign stating: ABSOLUTELY NO FUN ALLOWED. Agree? Disagree?Before you disagree, I ask this of you: just imagine it.Okay, I gave your imaginative abilities too much credit. I’ll make it easy:
That was probably a bad example, as I’m unsure how anyone could have an experience resembling a good time with those wimpy pieces of plastic masquerading as slides, but you get the point.Anyway.I know what you’re thinking. How would such a rule be enforced? The police, of course, from the No Fun division.
It’s probably a good thing I gave up my dream of becoming the president in first grade.
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If you are viewing this blog from work and being the reason why everyone is underpaid (they have to account for lack of productivity from lazy individuals such as yourself) or lack speakers for some reason, here is what it says:Hi, this is Vanessa. A few things: number one, this is not Dave’s phone. Do not leave a message for Dave. He’s obviously never going to call you back since he didn’t care enough about you to inform you of his number change. Number two, don’t leave a message for me either. Again, do not leave a message for me either. I don’t listen to my messages because I let them build up and then it just stresses me out, so I delete them all. If I want to talk to you, rest assured, I’ll see your missed call and I will call you back. Bye-bye.Simple enough, right? Wrong. So very wrong. Though I have had this phone number for almost a year, at least twice a week, I have two or more voicemails that begin with, “Hi Dave…”Even more disturbing than that, I end up with a ton for myself, including ones that start with, “NESSA! I know you listen to these mes–”See what just happened there? I deleted it. I know I come off like I’m socially retarded, but such precautions are necessary, for it legitimately stresses me out to listen to voicemails. Please, citizens of this already doomed country, don’t make me doubt our fate more than I already do: follow
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I saw Radiohead on Friday night.One of the best nights of my life.Bat for Lashes could have been alot better and could have really tried to keep people interested, but maybe the crowd just didn't feel the music. I enjoyed it a bit but it was just a delay for what was to come.Radiohead opening on 15 step was great as it is probably my favourite track on In Rainbows.Highlight of the night for me however was The National Anthem, with the fantastic light shows and the screens really psychedelic.Another highlight was the encore 2+2=5, what a blinding song and i really didn't expect them to play it, but great that they did.To anyone else who was there i hope you really enjoyed it. :) i know i did.
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- three shirts- cassette tape of The Sugarcubes' album, Here Today Tomorrow Next Week!, for 50 cents- BART- driving- riding my bike- Fahrenheit 451, Where the Red Fern Grows- eating @ local restaurants- listening to music via Youtube videos- worrying about Hollywood bowl ticket, which I still do not have- having family over on the weekdays- making someone cry- mix CDs- stalking Flickr for Natasha Khan pictures
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gay pride went well (here in zagreb). *only 5 people got their head smashed*. last year there were molotovy coctails thrown around at crowd..one transparent struck me badly: *The police is here because of you, not us* i don't want this kind of democracy, no sir. apart from thAT (who cares about the basic civil rights, right?) , i'm living in a pretty evolved country since the war finished.
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The latest image on Dead Air Space is very cute. Looks like the top of Thom's head. Wonder if it's from Glasgow?Ooooh! watch that Dead Air Space. More Piccies and counting. Maybe from upcoming video for House Of Cards according to 'green plastic radiohead'
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I just found me a bottle of bluesSome strange comfort for a soul to sootheAin't it hard, ain't it hardTo want somebody who doesn't want youAnd I've been waitin for a year or a daySome strange weather must be blowin my wayCause I got no mindTo go or to stay or be left behindHolding hands with an impotent dreamIn a brothel of fake energyPut a nickle in a graveyard machineI get higher and lowerI get higher and lowerLike a tired soldierWith nothin to shoot and nowhere to loseIt's a bottle of bluesEgos drone and pose aloneLike black balloons all banged and blownOn a backwoods riverInfidels shiver in the stench of beliefAnd tell me my momma I'm a hundred years lateI'm over the rails and out of the raceAnd crippled psalms of an age that won't thawAre ringin in my earsHolding hands with an impotent dreamIn a brothel of fake energyPut a nickle in a graveyard machineI get higher and lowerI get higher and lowerLike a tired soldierWith nothin to shoot and nowhere to loseIt's a bottle of bluesI just found me a bottle of bluesSome strange comfort for a soul to sootheAin't it hard, ain't it hardTo want somebody who doesn't want youHolding hands with an impotent dreamIn a brothel of fake energyPut a nickle in a graveyard machineI get higher and lowerI get higher and lowerLike a tired soldier with nothin shootAnd nowhere to loseIt's a bottle of bluesBottle of blues---------------------------------One of my new favorite songs.
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What’s your current biggest fear (other than something tragic happening, because that’s boring and predictable)? The more irrational it is, the better! Your goal should not be to identify your biggest fear, but rather to make me feel more normal.My current irrational fear, so nice of you to ask, is that I think I am a bother to everyone I like, even when they haven’t given me a reason to believe that they find me annoying.I’m slowly getting over it. Strong emphasis on the word “slowly.”On the bright side, at least none of us are this girl:
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