Music of the Gods

As a musician, and human being, I enjoy vibrations in the air. An odd phenomena, one of which that is almost universally loved and hated, depending on the quality of said vibrations. As a musician, unsurprisingly, I mostly enjoy music played by fellow tradespeople. While I do enjoy a spot of Dubstep, a tad of House, perhaps even a speck of, dare I say it, Rap, my heart lies with those of us using instruments (voice box counts!) as the main means to create orgasmic waves of audio-orgasm.

My personal tools of choice are; Guitar, Drums, a spot of Piano and Bass. Every guitarist can play bass though, right?  

Now, the above list may seem somewhat cliché in this modern, YouTube-bedroom-guitarist, age. But.. no buts. They are most certainly the stereotypical list of instruments for a twenty something year old rambling musician. No doubt about it. I like to think I’ve practised and honed my skills to a decent level. That is, until I see some 11 year old demi-God on YouTube, playing some Allan Holdsworth or something equally as ridiculous.

Once my tears have dried, I enjoy listening to some other musicians, ripping apart any ideas of “good” that I had previously held. Sitting on the tube, the London underground that is, not some new, hip name for YouTube, I hear some Platonic-Perfect-Form level guitar licks, shivers travel down my central nervous system as I actively hold myself to the seat, partly due to a terrible tube driver, partly due to massive awesome-overload. I then take off my headphones, in order to remind myself that such perfection doesn’t actually exist and that if Plato’s forms are infac…. hold the phone.

What is that noise? Blaring over the top of the hypnotic tube rattling is some iPod-earphone induced sonic torture. The sound of auto-tune fills my ear canals. I feel my thoughts becoming T-Pain’d. I fear any outcry may sound like a top-40 track and therefore, hold my tongue. Once the headphones are back on, I’m safe. Safe from what has become, in my opinion, the single most annoying musical trend in the past 20 + years, or rather, since I was born. Possibly longer.

The above, chart (over 9000 hours in MS Paint) is proof enough that auto-tune is the pinnacle, thus far – scary thought, of terrible music trends. What could possibly come next?

This post flows like an after-sex pee. It’s a bit all over the place. Enjoy your wet toilet seat.

Ciao,

RM.

My current media intake

Mmm, media. Isn’t media just awesome? No. It’s not just awesome, it’s also horrid. I almost wanted to end this blog there, for dramatic effect. Media is too broad a term, it covers annoying tube adverts, terrible movies and TV shows, that God damn ‘Go Compare’ guy, among other disappointing and otherwise frustrating visual and audio stimulus.  Isn’t some media awesome? Why yes, yes it is.

Life for many people, in this modern day and age, is often filled by a search for said awesome media. Many of us find it, in the form of one particularly popular form, television! Ironically, while I may have said ‘us’, I don’t  have a TV, and therefore I lied to you. Sorry about that. Luckily, some blokes invented teh internets a while back, thus giving me, and you three (massive surge in subscribers) access to virtually unlimited human creation!

Anyway, I thought I’d mention that I’ve just recently finished watching all 10 seasons of the American, hit-drama (critic style), Smallville.

 

The end.

 

Roflcopter!!1! Got you there, didn’t I? I hope my trick wasn’t too successful. Please still be here.

So, Smallville. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Even if the seasons do tend to be 90% filler, throughout the entire show. The acting was great, the stories were decent, contained a few twists and turns and of course, it’s about the God-damn Batman Superman! In my opinion, the best character of them all however, is Lex Luthor. Brilliantly played by Michael Rosenbaum. His bald head shines with the dignity and glory of a dignified, glorified, waxed Lion. A head so smooth, so water repellent, that one could lick it, and taste nothing but brilliance. Seriously though, he is a great character.

 

I’ve moved onto watching ‘Game of Thrones’ now. The televised equivalent of a violent porno, crossing swords* with Monty Python’s, ‘The Holy Grail’. So far, so good.

 

I also watch anime, because I’m a cliché internet-geek. Or a weeaboo. Sigh.

 

Peace

RM.

 

* 10 points to those who noticed the double-entendre

 

Oshi- Avengers!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDV-t5sgDgI 

Well, damn. It looks like awesomesauce. I still prefer the individual hero’s from DC, but these Marvel films have been consecutively impressive. It is a shame that Edward Norton didn’t reprise his Bruce Banner role, but I’m sure that won’t compromise the quality of this piece of delicious cinematic cake.

I’ve still to watch Captain America.. I know, shame on me, but I’ve been busy, not enjoying my job! I did watch Super the other day, however, and holy darkness, Batman! (Go DC!) That was one hell of a dark, gory movie, considering my expectations. Definitely worth checking out though.

Anyway, enjoy the trailer. As if you’ll be linked to it for the first time via my blog. If so, feel ashamed, so, so ashamed. Unless you’re reading this 50+ years in the future, in which case.. Hello there. I’m old.

Toodles,

RM.

Finding my feet

Now, while I realise virtually no one is reading this blog, YET, (OPTIMISM!) I still feel there is a need to… Oh my, excuse me, I just noticed my fingers were lathered in delicious chocolate torte, and that I’ve been itching my forehead. It’s quite possible I now look like Bruce Bogtrotter. Matilda, I thought I’d grab your foot before you could even consider kicking yourself for forgetting where that name came from. Anyway, apologies for that interruption. It seems this post is quite literally becoming the visual pouring of my internal monologue. Lets stop that.

Taking a step back now.. What I meant before the rambling was, I feel that perhaps I should aim to write in a more cohesive manor. I don’t mean that word-by-word. Rather, post-by-post. I stated in my first entry that I’d be blogging about a whole host of things, but in doing so, perhaps I’d be losing out on the fun of writing in depth about a particular niche? Of course, I’ll do tangents, I’ll go off track, I can’t help myself. But I believe that people generally prefer to KNOW what they’re getting themselves into. You don’t go to Facebook.com to enjoy nudity, do you? Ok, you probably try. Sifting through those “Holiday Pics lol” to find the gems? Ergo, bad example. You don’t visit omg-I-love-cars.com (Feel free to try it, who knows) to receive financial advice. My point is, perhaps it would be beneficial for all two of us to have a tighter grip on my covered categories.

For now, it’s rambling that I’ll do. Text-based thoughts. Ironically, I can’t think of a damn niche that people haven’t covered with everything from gold, through excrement. Here’s to hoping that I find the order to my chaos soon. If not, I’ll just keep writing like this, grab some of those goggles from “A Clockwork Orange” and FORCE YOU TO READ IT. That’ll do me. Page views, mmm.

Toodle pip,

RM.

Art?! Do you belong here?

http://www.artcyclopedia.com/hot/tilt-shift-van-gogh-16.htm

Art, in MY BLOG?! It’s more likely than you think. Seriously though, these are pretty damn amazing. Someone went ahead and tilt shifted some of Van Gogh’s work, creating an amazing depth illusion. Definitely worth checking out.

2 posts in one day. Don’t get used to it.

Toodaloo,

RM.

Let the ramble begin.

HELLO WEMBLEY!

Too cliché? Incredibly obvious due to my overly transparent username? Have I already managed to fulfil my non-existent user-bases expectations?

Music related comment (Tick..I tried to be cool and find the ASC II character..I failed)

Rambling (Tick)

It seems so.

I have a strong desire to sound witty, possibly even borderline hilarious, though witty will do. I’ve never really written anything like this, however.. and so what comes out may in fact be absolute drool. Here’s to hoping! (That it’s witty, not drool)

Too many paragraphs already..hmm. Let’s get onto the purpose of this here blog, shall we? We shall. It has no purpose. Or does it? Perhaps this blog will be my trampoline to greatness, my pole vault over the ever-heightening bar of life. This is sounding too sporty. The.. guitar solo to my happiness? Sporty analogies worked better. Was that an analogy? I believe so. Wow, so many rhetorical questions. Too many. My sentences seem to be horribly short too. Dear Lord.

Oh, speaking of “Lord”, I don’t believe in one. May as well get that out of the way, as atheism may well creep up in some of my posts, assuming that this isn’t the only post I’ll ever make. Are you reading this right now? An odd question. This introductory post is fairly light-hearted and I think I’ll keep it that way for the time being, so no delving into my philosophies as of yet.

I know! I’ll state a few of my interests, and in doing so, hopefully justify your being here. I plan on writing about, in no particular order;

Music (surprised yet?)

The Internet – the way it effects myself, others and culture as a whole? Ambitious. I, as most of you probably do, spend way “too much” time on the internet. As such, I’m well versed in the world of memes and other anomalies. The narwall bacons at midnight. Wat?

Philosophy – I r weasel? Spaghetti monsters? Philosoraptor?

My life – Bathe in my angst. Or not.

Fashion – Really? No, I doubt it.

This may have not been the best introduction to me as a person, but I’m sure that’ll come with time.

Now to go eat. I’m not physically fat, though mentally, I’m obese.

Cheerio.

RM.