Friday 26 June 2009

well boys and girls ....

Looks like this blog will not be dying after all.

Right i have a zine coming out soon, its about hands and the things you can do with them.

This is just the inside page. (sorry about the photo)

love Abraham

Were not dead!

There has just been nothing to blog about! i wonder whats happening in the news....

Friday 1 May 2009

This blog is

dead

Rip hey you crazy kids

love Abraham

Friday 3 April 2009

Is it gay to...

..watch a film with a great deal of graphic gay sex in, including a huge orgy at the end? Does it make it even gayer if you watched it because you heard the person in charge of wardrobe was 'Rick Owens'? Regardless of wether or not you thing this makes my a fag. Otto; Or Up With Dead People is..... Fabulous. One of the best films I've seen. You can watch it for free here.

This is the trailer


And this is the director Bruce LaBruce's blog

Both youtube and vegans seem to be offended by his work

'Muthas at YouTube have deleted my trailers for my melancholy gay zombie movie Otto; or, Up with Dead People. The original one had almost 60,000 views, so at least a lot of people saw it before it was removed for "violation of terms". I suppose it was either because of the nude orgy shots intercut with meat or the scene in which Otto eats a real dead rabbit. Some hardcore fascist vegans have been harrsasing me over that scene and they also had my Otto page on MySpace deleted because of it. Most of them have attacked me in a very vulgar and insulting way without even bothering to try to engage me in any sort of dialogue, and of course without having actually seen the movie. Predictably, they don't seem to like people very much.'


I hope you give this film a try no matter how adverse you are to homosexuals and rabbits being eaten it's actually very good. Now I'm off to...drink some beer and beat up a woman.

Thursday 19 March 2009

Retarded cat.



David Cross in the background made my day.

Sunday 15 March 2009

Poor.



Since this blog seems to be nearlly dead it was suggested by someone that i should blog some of my photo's, so here goes.


Firstly i thought i'd remind everybody of the poor weather we've had this year.
This was one of the first biking shots i'd ever taken, i'm unsure of it.

This photo was taken a while ago, i'd forgotten about it till today.

Tuesday 3 March 2009

Wednesday 25 February 2009

How Far


Is too far? any pain in a badly edited picture? Is there a waiting period before terminal cancer is funny? not when your as useless as she is.

Tuesday 24 February 2009

A song from under the floorboards

I was recently informed Morrissey had Covered one of my favourite Magazine songs.

Magazine


Morrissey

Sunday 22 February 2009

a day in the life

Drawing a knife across the wrist leaving white marks... Thinks he's worked up the courage...A door slams and he pisses his pants... Lover comes in knocks him out his chair rubs his face in it... Gets Bent over the table and fucked... Clenching the knife eyes weeping cock pulsing... Left in his lovers mess layed across the table he collapses in his piss and cries...Return to the knife and his courage fails again...


William J. Rimbaud

Tuesday 17 February 2009

Miroir Noir.

I recently watched the film Miroir Noir by Arcade Fire on the recommendation of our newest member Spencer. I meant to blog this earlier but completely forgot. The film was in all honesty absolutely brilliant, it is basically the band playing their songs live on stage, in elevators and in other places. The video just really demonstrates how brilliant the band actually are and some of the recordings you see really do send chills down your spine. I can't really explain how good it was just seriously watch it. http://www.miroir-noir.com/ Milk the film starring Sean Penn as Harvey milk the first openly gay government official of the united states of America is definitely worth a watch. I'm not going to say much about it as i don't want to spoil it so if you want to know seriously go and watch it.

A new comrade.

A new comrade has joined us, they call him Spencer.

love Abraham.

My Top 10 Albums Of All Time.

Okay, so today was the first time I'd read this blog, and if I'm going to be blunt the quality of the posts really surprised me, surprised me to such an extent that through incredulity I almost instantly wanted to be apart of it. This will be my first post, and possibly the last, depending on how the "owners" of this blog feel about my writing, and if they like it, I'll be happy to write again.
I decided to keep my first post as innocuous as possible, and base its subject on something that the writers of this will be able to relate to on a direct way. The subject being my top ten albums of all time. I began this article with a large introduction to what we now define as "Indie" music, its content had spanned a good 1,000 words, so I thought I'd paste it into a word document and keep it for a possible future post, as together with this article, readers may well be preyed upon by alsimus, dementia, incontinence or any other medical defect that pairs itself with old age.
So here it is, my top ten of all time. It may sit well in the musical stomachs of some, others may find it massively ignominious, enjoy.

10. FROG EYES- GOLDEN RIVER.
Maybe you've read a story that follows this plot line: a generally well-liked but socially nondescript protagonist searching for meaning in his/her life encounters a rambling madman who changes their perspective of the world forever. The madman could be homeless, or strung out on drugs, or an outlaw on the lam, or any number of other scenarios that might drive a man toward insanity – but their reckless rambling inevitably triggers an epiphany in the restless protagonist. The moral of the story is you've got to come a little unhinged to be worth anything in this world – the faceless nobodies are just as tragic as the madmen, and the most admirable personality probably lands somewhere in the middle. This is a story most amateur writers try to craft at least once – mostly because artists like to frame themselves as wild, misunderstood beasts of meaning.
It is only against this backdrop that I can begin to explain the allure of Frog Eyes. If you have not heard them, get this album, they may well warp your musical taste to irreparable proportions.

9. DEPARTMENT OF EAGLES- IN EAR PARK.
Some of you may have heard "Grizzly Bear" a New York based group that play with the likes of Beirut and Final Fantasy. Department Of Eagles are a side project from Grizzly Bear, and in my opinion are far more substantial with their sound. Department Of Eagles deliver Grizzly Bear's melancholic sound but mix in a healthy amount of pop to really bring the band members visionary look at indie music into the light. With punchy double bass and one of the largest cases of reverb-itis I've ever heard , this record will sit happily with me for a long time to come.


8. BELLE & SEBASTIAN- IF YOU'RE FEELING SINISTER.
Belle & Sebastian's second record, If You're Feeling Sinister, is, for all intents and purposes, really their first, since their debut in 1996 was not heard outside of privileged inner circles. And If You're Feeling Sinister really did have quite a bit of an impact upon its release in 1996, largely because during the first half of the '90s the whimsy and preciousness that had been an integral part of alternative music was suppressed by grunge.
This album was an instant favourite for me from the first time I heard it. That 60's acoustic sound that hadn't really been fully exploited in modern music had finally been capitalized on and to see the least I became slightly obsessed with this band. Stuart Murdoch's lyrics follow the style of folk like storytelling which is particularly prevalent in this album. I don't think there are many other CD's in my collection that are better to wind down to than this one, and in my humble opinion this is without doubt Belle & Sebastian's best work.

7. ARCADE FIRE- NEON BIBLE.
The beauty of this album is the simple fact that it was self produced, in a church, in temperatures of up to minus 10, 50 miles outside of Montreal. Arcade Fire have always had the ability to create a massive sound, from their first EP that impending rumble has trickled out of the cracks and finally materialised in this record. The record begins with "Black Mirror", and the rumble starts, in comes the heavy, low piano and the 80's style drums and Win Butlers ghostly howls and you're more or less frozen in time until that church organ resonates its final chord on "My Body Is A Cage" and you sit in the silence, and if you're like me you usually go back to the first track and let it take you for a ride again. Easily one of the best records I have ever heard and probably ever will.

6. CAT POWER-MOON PIX.
This album is majestic in every sense of the word. As far as singer/songwriters go Cat Power will probably always be my favourite. She manages to create such a deep sound, with only a guitar with a bucket full of reverb and her Grace Slick style voice. I can only describe this album as a journey into Chan Marshall's dark, dark mindset, and is by far the deepest record, both musically and emotionally of her career. I'm particularly fond of her cover of Bob Dylans "Moonshiner", which really highlights the dark places this album can take your ear drums.



5.WOLF PARADE- APOLOGIES TO THE QUEEN MARY.
Wolf Parade's debut album was put into the spotlight for largely the wrong reasons, such as the fact that is was produced by Isaac Brock of Modest Mouse. Wolf Parade have masses of talent and it is made evident in the sheer amount of musical projects each of the members have under their wing, with ties in Frog Eyes, Sunset Rubdown, Handsome Furs and Swan Lake, all Montreal based bands. This record has a pretty ghostly feel to it, but sounds thick and full and the more you listen to it the more and more of Spencer Krug's lyrics flake away, slowly revealing the meaning behind each song. Using a complex set up of instruments including large electronic influences, Wolf Parade gave indie music a handjob, collected its semen and injected it straight into the womb of the likes of The Knife and hoped for a child, and the child was born, and it sounded really, really good.

4. ANIMAL
COLLECTIVE-MERRIWEATHER POST PAVILLION.

I first heard this record only a week ago but has only been released this year, and after the last track faded out it became one of my favourite albums I'd ever heard. It also came in a really cool folder thing which also works as an optical illusion (look at the picture on the left). I've been following Animal Collective for about 4 or 5 years, and I'd been waiting for this CD with pretty high expectations. I wasn't disappointed. Animal Collective are easily one of the most experimental bands I've ever heard, and I could argue that their experimentalist style rendered their music inaudible to some people, but this record has Finlay made their music acceptable to a bigger audience. Yes, it may be the bands more "pop" record, but they haven't changed their style, they've rearranged everything they've explored and spat out an order of things. Buy this CD.

3.EXPLOSIONS IN THE SKY- HOW STRANGE, INNOCENCE.
If you're looking for a cinematic experience through music then look no further. Explosions In The Sky manage to create vast, sonic landscapes with their music which I find really consuming. The band follows the post rock style, with only instrumentals but this does not degrade their music in any way, in my opinion it opens new doors, and allows them to tell a story without the use of lyrics. Their songs cruise at a mellow rate for minutes on end, but the guitar parts are often so captivating it is nearly impossible to lose interest and you hang onto every note, and can almost see them floating past you. The songs kick in and a heavy, intense sound often fills the room, yet this heavy isn't as grossly atavistic as other "heavy", it's calm, it's tranquil, yet it still kicks the shit out of your eardrums. I'll never get bored of this album.

2. NEUTRAL MILK HOTEL- IN THE AEROPLANE OVER THE SEA
Massively ahead of their time, Neutral Milk Hotel reign as one of my favourite bands of all time. They paved the road for a variety of the artists I have already mentioned in this post, and they brought such a unique sound for the mid 90's that finally allowed alternative music to peel itself from the moody boot of grunge and start a new movement. The band had the feel of an early Arcade Fire without the political influence and sense of impending doom. Jeff Magnum strums away and bleats his vocals over a sometimes massive brass presence, and Neutral Milk Hotels huge unified sound carries you away. "Holland, 1945" and "Untitled" really showcase the bands massive sound, that left the door open for many other bands to carry their sound forward.

1. ARCADE FIRE-FUNERAL.
Describing how I feel about this record will undoubtedly be difficult, but I can only try. I remember putting this CD in the player for the first time and hearing the first few delicate notes of "Tunnels" being played on the piano and being instantly devoured by it. As the song really began I was completely taken back, the sound that this band had found was something I felt was missing from music and the equilibrium has finally been found. The ghostly, almost ancient sound of Arcade Fire is celebrated in this album. Each track melts into the next, and that massive military style sound drags you with it, marching you through every verse and chorus. Listening to this record makes you feel a part of something. Each member of the extensive group contributes something unique to the track, from the arching sound of violins to the continental feel of the accordion. If you haven't listened to this album from start to finish, you're a fucking idiot.


Thanks for reading.
-Spencer.

Myspace.......

We have a myspace now please take time to go on it and add us if you wish

www.myspace.com/hey_you_crazy_kids

song of the week



love Abraham

Saturday 14 February 2009

Fashion Tip #7

Suicide is pretty popular and to be fair most people have got a reason to kill themselves even if you don't think so I could probably see a flaw in you that cannot be solved without you ending you're life. So you might be thinking if I kill my self I want to be remembered. Very true to be remembered you should end you're life the same way as a famous musician.

5. If you want to keep it simple and punk-ish then you could take Sid Viscious's route and get your mother to gave you a lethal dose of smack.


4. If again you want your particapation in the suicide to be minimal you could go the Kurt CObain way and let you girlfriend kill you and make it look like suicide


3. If your a psychopath you can always do a Johnny Ace. Johnny Ace was a rhythem and blues musician who decided one day between sets he would play russian roulette and after the hammer fell twice on an empty chamber sparing the lives of his girlfriend and her frien he then placed it too his own head and blew his brains out.


2 Ian Curtis is only second because I could think of better albums to listen to than 'The Idiot' before hanging myself. Although it is good


1. If your feeling ballsy you can go the Elliott Smith way and stab yourself in the heart twice.

Thursday 12 February 2009

Top 5

Cigarette. This is the top 5 brands of cigarette you should smoke if you're going to smoke.

At number 5 is

They could be one of the strongest on the market today because they have no fucking filter. So if you want to look tough get these and smoke them down to the bone!






At number 4

One of the nicest tasting cigarettes there is ,if you can find them. I found them once in Spain last year and I have never seen them since so.












At number 3

An all around nice cigarette, started on marlboro and will always keep them close to my heart.










At number 2 is

The best cigarettes on a rainny day or when your having a drink ,bennson and hedges will always help you in a hard time.






















At number 1


The best of the best, strong, smooth and taste like heaven And alice smokes them.














love
Abraham











p.s sorry about the pic sizes dont know what was going on

Wednesday 11 February 2009

The weirdest person in the world?

A while ago I was lurking myspace as I do often due to having nothing to do during the day and having an aversion to sleep and I found the most terrifyingly weird person in the world. He's up there at least anyway.
This is me and my cat Milly I took at Sears for my Cristmas cards.
His name is Alan Mills. He loves cats. He may or may not engage in sexual intercourse with his cat.
A brief look at his profile proves that he is blatantly mentally disabled.
He claims to be currently studying to be a private investigator but currently works at a Walmart where he has recently been promoted to head of the paint department which is good but the fact he now gets to wear a white coat now is the cherry on top.
I first came across this cat fucking downy when I was reading lindsay lohans blog... and I noticed His picture and when I managed to concentrate I noticed he had left her about four hundred comments asking why she hadn't returned his letters and if she liked cats. I decided I obviously needed to send him a friend request naturally.

Then after abit more lurking I found a girl who he claims to be going out with this babe
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Kelly-Jo is a 40 year old mother of two beautiful children and aspiring gourmet gourmet, health freak, supermom and athlete. Proving forty is never too young to dream and you should never let go of your aspirations Kelly-Jo is an inspiration to all. A photo of a children which I can't get large enough to be worth posting clearly shows her children are Asian though so I think Alan is probably ruled out as the father.

She has since told Alan they were never more than friends he says he says he's sorry about this and still has feelings for her although he isn't that worried as 'I hurt my head and i have a new girlfriend i think i hope you are good. Alan forever the player wasn't down for long.


Many of you may think by now this post is harsh and mocking the disabled is harsh and I did for a little while that's why I didn't blog him immediately then this happened and I couldn't restrain myself any longer.

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We should be looking at the good things in Alans life though really like his loving parents
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=354271400&albumID=130846&imageID=11132100

and brothers
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=354271400&albumID=130846&imageID=11132098

And last but not least his adoring cat
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Friday 6 February 2009

Slack beyond belief.


Well i've been pretty slack of late so here comes a post of basically the last week or so.
On saturday of last week i went into town with a few people from school and we found a pretty cool 1950's style American diner, it was pretty nice but it had the stangest menu ever with nearlly everything on it named after some sort of American star. Above is a picture of Ethan under James Dean. 
We then headed up to the Haymarket and on the way there was some crazy Catholic woman shouting and asking if everybody was "strong enough to be a Christian," so some crazy chav woman ran up to her kicked one of her legs about 4ft in the air and said" if i want a cock inside me i'll fucking have one" she then went to describe how it would happen to this poor old woman. 
The shit got pretty real when a large group of people surrounded this woman and chanted "evil" at her for about 5 minutes. 
Nothing other than that has really happened. 
Oh i lie, i went to a gig on Sunday night and this large drunk bald man spent all night putting his arm around my neck and shouting "it's all about the crack" he would then disappear for about ten minutes then it would all happen again.
Not stoked.

Sunday 1 February 2009

Logo

well boys and girls as you can see we have a new logo at the top of the page, it has taken me one week to draw and its still poor at best.

love Abraham.

Fezz


Tired of the movies you see today with unrealistic storylines and outcomes? Bored of watching re-runs of friends on E4? Look no further.

Friday 30 January 2009

Chronic's house.

Sean Auld should stay away from weed.

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Tuesday 27 January 2009

Girls that arent reading this







20 years?







Im guessing you find Russel Brand attractive, why wouldnt you hes a pretty cool guy isnt he?






ladys never fear!

Ugly girl of the north east are you sick of the credit crunch? Because I know I am. I have found a way to help when I was Newcastle today, yes this job is almost on your door step ..... I will leave you too it.



have fun girls

Love Abraham

Monday 26 January 2009

Night of the scum.


Tonight it was just like the night of the scum had been brought right back. It's been about a year we think since that kid killed himself at Cramlington train station so all of the scum from Blyth and Cramlington were too "just respetin an that ya na." 
They are fucking retarded. All of them. It's a monday night they were all very drunk, one set my hat on fire(not while it was on my head) and one tried to sexually assault Arthur. The one who went for Arthur looked similar to the image above. 

Search no further


ive found the picture for the top of our page abraham, if it needs replacing why not use this picture?


Celibacy 2

My constant erection has caused trouble sleeping, but all in all its still easy, where the fuck is double-stuffed these days?

Sunday 25 January 2009

New logo

Currently I am in the middle of drawing a new logo for the blog because let’s face it, half you people reading this don’t have a clue who that is at the top do you. To occupy you till then here.....

As a person he scores very low and I have taken marks off for his foul mouth, his filthy cloths and the fact he was crying. There’s no point in crying it’s too late I have posted now and it’s not good. I give him three and a half Agyness Deyns out of 10 and I’m being nice.

Love Abraham

Saturday 24 January 2009

Writers Cafe

William J Rimbaud now has an account on Writers cafe where you can find new pieces of writing

Thursday 22 January 2009

Derangement of the sense.

I've discovered that if I only sleep two hours a day I get crazy paranoia. I can't relax jump at every noise and run away from shadows. I feel like a four year old that has been left in the house. I'm currently listen to Bob Dylan albums back to back in order... I started at 'Bob Dylan' I'm now on 'Blonde on Blonde'. Also I decided to use death clock earlier and have been able to hear and see vital seconds of my life tick away. There are no realistic death clocks I discovered as all of them saw me living to my fifties. They also seemed to be effected by nothing but whether or not I smoke or not which is pointless as it's a fact that I am immune to cancer. I might stop listening to Dylan when I get to 'Nashville Skyline' although that will be a huge anti-climax.

A man watched
dog buried
tear dropped


Don't really 'get' Haiku's but I might start writing them.

Wednesday 21 January 2009

celibacy

basically i watched an awful movie where some man went celibate because he was a faggot and got bored of being on the pull. It can be as hard as he made out so im going to give it a go.

Tuesday 20 January 2009

Today.


I was told an amusing story about the boy above. Basically he killed a cat with a bottle not to unsimilar to the one he is holding in the picture, he killed this cat basically through the sheer force that he put into the throw. The cat was killed instantly.



I was also told a interesting anicdote by Liam, he was in a zoo in Spain where he saw a bear in a cage. This cage was a cage that you would expect to see in a old fasioned jail and this bear kept on attacking people through the cage and was then electric shocked till brain damaged.

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Sunday 18 January 2009

Fashion Tip #6

All of you striving for perfection need to realise one thing McDonalds is not your friend.
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Don't get drawn in by their fucking gimmicks like that fucking monopoly thing me and Chronic ate there everyday for a month and didn't even win a house or any of the other shitty little prizes. I was sick ten times for nothing...Although that was a blessing in disguise. Which brings me to my next topic. Bulimia is not a disease I'm not trying to suggest you should make yourself sick after meals but it really didn't ever hurt anyone. You can not be addicted to putting your fingers down your throat thats like saying you're addicted to poking you're self in the eye. Which makes me wonder which eating disorder will be in fashion this year (anorexia, is ABD by anyone who cares about fashion). 2009 is a scary place for all of us striving for perfection until I get back on this keep up with the plain anorexia. Just remember that just like some diets need to start
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some need to end
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Friday 16 January 2009

William J. Rimbaud

William J. Rimbaud is starting work on his first book soon which he hopes to have finished before the end of the year. It is a working progress and over the next few months I will be helping him edit and select his best poems. He plans to name it 'If this is Love then I'm Fucking Proud of it' but this is a working title. I am trying to set-up an interview with him in the next couple of days and we will keep you posted on his progress with his book.

Wednesday 14 January 2009

The Horrors of Huddersfield.

He father beat her into a fit. Her mother watched with uncaring eyes. Lit a cigarette. Baby cries she puts out the cigarette on the child's forehead in anger. He slams the door leaves the baby in the cupboard. Her skin in lumps from unhealed fractures. All she hears is her father fucking her mother viscously. Too young to understand. Door flies open she's dragged out by her hair. Taken to the table. Uncut and barely cooked chicken is thrown down in front of her. Her mother lights another cigarette. Her father pours himself a glass of grouse. She can't chew the chicken she has no teeth. Her fathers face reddens with anger calls her an ungrateful whore just like her mother and throws her from the table. She blacks out. Wakes up can't tell the difference. She's in the cupboard. 1 year old already knows too much to cry. She goes to sleep for the last time.

William J. Rimbaud.

William S. Burroughs

William S. Burroughs is possibly my favourite author I love everything he writes. After failing to find a copy of 'The Wild Boys' I decided the next best thing would be to listen to him read it to me. (Unfortunately this is not the whole book)

Taboo Sex.

Standing above the dancing youths on the club balcony he chooses his victim he notices a group of girls alone with no male. He picks out the skinniest and moves in. After an hour or so he's at the table telling jokes and buying drinks. Four large vodka's later he drags her to the toilet she's up for it and he fills her cunt with his cock. She screams with pleasure and pain and they come together. He turns her around and bends her over and pushes his cock into her tight arsehole, screaming with the effort. When he's finished her pulls out and comes all over her face smearing her make-up into a twisted parody of the girl that was dancing just a few hours earlier. She's panting for breath and is trying to gather the energy to complain when he pulls a knife out of his belt and gouges a hole out of her side and plunges his cock deep inside of her flesh she thinks to complain then stops as she begins to enjoy the feeling of his cock stabbing into her kidney's. Semen and blood are dripping from her wound but still he forces his cock ever deeper rupturing organs with each thrust. Finally the last of the blood drains out of her and she falls lifeless off the end of his still erect penis. He picks her up by the hair and gouges out an eyeball with a dirty bloody fingernail and drops the hole onto his cock for another round of violent thrusting. By the time her friends realised something was amiss and went to the toilet to investigate he was still thrusting away but all that was left of her was skin and hair.

William J. Rimbaud.

Monday 12 January 2009

Adam Green.


http://thelakeroom.com/blogge/
That link above was sent to me a few days ago, it's epic.
He's brilliant.
Here's a link to one of his songs.

Sunday 11 January 2009

Yeahh.

Today i was asked to go out, the weather was crazy windy but we persevered and continued but people were slamming everywhere. Then after one the people we were out with cleverly decided to go home it was my turn to slam and fucked my thumb doing so.
I blame the winter.
I also got stoked on a band called The Penguin Cafe Orchestra.

Saturday 10 January 2009

Slack.

On Thursday i claimed that i would start posting a day to day blog of life but since i went to my Father's house on friday i didn't really have use of the internet and even if i did i would have nothing interesting to say about friday at all.
But today i watched a one of my favorite skateboarding sections again and then realised i couldn't go out. Not stoked.
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=6ODSTWu8SSo  There's the link to it, get stoked.



Also whilst i was lurcking across flickr the other month i came across this man    http://www.flickr.com/photos/brettwalker/   
I love those photos.

Friday 9 January 2009

Im annoyed

Right this is fucking annoying me, how quick was the press and the nation to jump on the back of joey barton after he was charged with assault? saying he should be banned for life and made an example of.
low and behold the golden boy of football glasses a dj in the face and suddenly hes the victim, fuck that, i hope hes charged with affray, GBH and assault with a deadly weapon. Although joey barton had a more colourful past the scale of the assault is much higher.
Fuck him, start feeling sorry for the dj who will be the victim of hate when this scouse cunt goes down.

Unrequited love

Panting with one hand in his pants and the other covering his eye's holding back the tears... She walks past her _____, she smiles unaware of the disease it brings to his tortured soul... He bites his tongue hoping no-one can hear his pitiful whimpering knowing boys shouldn't cry... She thinks of him every now and then wondering what's behind his sad eyes, tells her self it doesn't concern her... He can control him self no longer cum sprays the inside of his pants and he can no longer control the tears... They found her in the Tyne, he'd bashed in her head... They found him in his cupboard her name on his arm.

William J. Rimbaud.

Irish Tea.

It's nice. Then it starts to get cold. Then I gag with every mouthful. Now I can't remember why I started drinking. I'm sure it was important...
Maybe I should get a job? I'm probably too shy.
There must be a brighter side to life?

Thursday 8 January 2009

Tomorrow.


Tomorrow instead of just posting occasional shit i have decided to blog everyday life. 
There may also be photographs depending on how slack i am. 


Right here is a interview with a Chap from school. Enjoy.
ethan says:
WOW SURE
Me says:uc
Right well lets start with the basics.
What's your name age ect?
ethan says:
hmm i want to have cool name
Me. says:
Go for it, what's the coolest one you could have?
ethan says:
Derek Zoolander
Me. says:
Nice one. 
Any reasons other than coolness for that name?
ethan says:
Its a pretty enteraining film
Me. says:
I would agree. 
Anyway since we want to keep this interesting, what's your music taste other than Morrissey?
ethan says:
bit of post punk music and indie is always good and trance its all about the trance.
Me. says:
So is the trance up there because of your former obsessive gaming?
ethan says:
na i never really liked games just had nothing better to do and let me listen to music without feeling the need to skip tracks
Me. says:
I see. 
Is there anything you would really like to talk about?
ethan says:
yes the fear of not dying any time soon
Me. says:
The fear of not dying?
ethan says:
yes the fear of in 20 years i might actually still be alive
ethan says:
just as miserable as i am now
Me. says:
Ah, i see.
I know a few people who seem to think like that, do you think it's becoming "cool"?
Or is life in this day and age really that shit?
ethan says:
people are finding it cool i guess, no matter what generation you where born into you are still going to  find it shit
Me. says:
That's pretty gay.
Yeah of course but every generation seems to think they have it worst, but when you actually compare life now to life maybe 50 years ago we have it much better off.  In terms of technology, health care, cheap food/drink, and you don't have to work hard to get any of this.
ethan says:
thats very true but now things like education is alot different one is expected to go to sixth form and university when one time it was easier to get a job to work your way up now people who hated school feel the need they have to carry on in education to make a decent amount of money
Me. says:
That's a fair point, and now people will need the go even further and get degrees because of the fact that the age of compulsory education is being raised to 18.
And you don't even need to work for money, thanks to labour's brilliant government anybody in the entire country can get benifits to live.
ethan says:
its not alot of money, people on the dole would be lazy even if there was no welfare.
ethan says:
i'd rather a labour goverment than a conservative
Me. says:
Yeah but what i'm saying is maybe you wouldn't be so unhappy if you had to live on the bare minimun.
Very trure. Fuck Cameron.
ethan says:
i dislike cameron, but saying that now a days there isnt alot in it.  Labour and Conseveratives are very simliar
ethan says:
labour was always for the working man and conseverative for middle class but now there isnt much difference between the two
Me. says:
That's true, it's one of the biggeset reason for a decilne in turnout in elections and party memberships.
Me. says:
But i would have Brown over Thatcher any day.
ethan says:
exactly
ethan says:
but that is a problem
ethan says:
our generation
ethan says:
wernt around for thatcher
ethan says:
i learnt everything i know from my parents so i very much againest consevertive but not everyone has and because of the credit crunch cameron will proberly come into power
ethan says:
but he shouldnt as we havent heard from him in months
ethan says:
and what he should be doing is saying what brown is doing wrong
ethan says:
on every tv and radio show
ethan says:
makes me think that he cant do a better job but people will vote for the change
Me.says:
EXACTLY.
Brown is making it known that he's trying to fix things even if it's not working. And i doubt that Cameron CAN do a better job but he'll try and yes he most likely will get into power but not for policy just for change.
ethan says:
hes done well
ethan says:
anyone else would have done the same
ethan says:
but it can ruin people, like blair people hate him because he went to iraq but before that he was one of the best primemisters we have ever had even more so for the working man
ethan says:
raised minimum wage etc
Me. says:
I liked blair but Iraq was wrong.
I also rate Brown, i actually belive he should be given a chance. 
ethan says:
iraq was wrong
ethan says:
but it was all bush
ethan says:
if blair had of said no
Me. Leary. says:
It was all oil.
ethan says:
would we still be allied with america?
Me. Leary. says:
No of course not, that will be our downfall. We side with america instead of Europe.
ethan says:
anyway  im going to revise for this sociology exam tomorrow as i always forget the names and long words
Me. says:
Nice one. Thank you.
ethan says:
cya.

Alcohol




Big and clever?

Wednesday 7 January 2009

story

He stands staring into eternity, the abyss of his heart. Three times the cock crows and Peter weeps. He never believed it till it happened... My head burns and shakes, I need a fix... Peter drags a knife a cross his wrist and begs for forgiveness... He said my pain was for my sins what does he know... I go to the doctor he prescribed me a bottle...it was Gin. Blood pours from his wrists and he cries for all he has done...The bottle is empty it ain't worth a damn. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say hate is the only thing in my eye... Life ebbs out of him he continues to beg and whimper the priest condemns him, says it's too late.

William J. Rimbaud

Tuesday 6 January 2009

Coffee.

I finally found out how much coffee is too much in one cup today. I filled the cup just under halfway with coffee beans. It didn't go well. It's really thick and has the texture of mud. I'm going to have another 6 cups or so before I try to sleep though I hear it makes you dream fast.

P.s. It's cold now aswell.....

Friday 2 January 2009

Barack.


People are all stoked on Barack Obama in my government ploitics class and i sit there thinkng well does that mean they also support Labour? No. Do they fuck. They all love David Cameron and Barack. Obviously as the photo above shows Barack is "cool" but that doesn't mean that you have to support his political views and then because we don't have to live with him claim to support David (just call me dave) Cameron. Basically people who took Government and politics haven't got a fucking clue about any of it. Now saying that i'm not claiming to know everything about it because i don't but i don't pretend to either. It makes you wonder why they actually like Barack Obama doesn't it? As everybody seems to hate smoking and don't know his policys, so what reason is it?
I'll let you work it out.
As a note Barack Obama has now quit smoking.

Dylan Cover



I didn't think I could like this band any more than I already did until I found this. Get Stoked.

Thursday 1 January 2009

Happy New Year.

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it 'Chops'
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed alot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it.

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it 'Autumn'
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed alot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it 'Innocence: A Question'
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at 3am he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly.

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it 'Absolutely Nothing'
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.

Osoanon Nimuss