| Sestena |
[Apr. 27th, 2007|01:04 am] |
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Zooey
I bet you taste like lemon flavored fantastic. I wish your were my sweet Daisiy. But you make your living not being real, a character in a visual garden. Kit, Jovie, Trillian, Gas Station Girl. I wish I knew, who you think, you think, you are.
Honey, How can I know what you are? My eyes think you're fantastic. A sexy, talented, Hollywood girl. I wish you were my sweet daisy growing in my naked garden becoming real.
But how can I know what is real, When we live pretending that we are. Forever fighting to return to the garden, A place beautiful and fantastic. In this field of melancholy daisies like everyone else, you're just a girl.
But when I watch you in All The Real Girls At least something feels real. All my "real" girls don't bring me daisies So I dream about what we are. And in my dreams, last night was fantastic As I peed away the clothes and touched your secret garden.
Sadly, a serpent lies in this garden, The "you" I love is a fake girl. Even though you always look fantastic The only things that are real Are the daisies.
Sweet Friggin Daisies' That's a beautiful garden. I ‘ll never know who you are Rich, famous, Hollywood girl You’re really not real But in my mind you still taste like lemon flavored fantastic. In a world, where people don’t even know who they are I’ll take a famous fantasy girl After all, the climax is just as real |
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| Ahh, Guns N' Roses |
[Apr. 27th, 2007|12:58 am] |
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No one ever told me when I was alone They just thought I'd know better.. better... No one ever told me when I was alone They just thought I'd know better.. better...
The hardest part this troubled heart has never yet been through now, To heal the scars that got their start inside someone like you now, But had I known or I'd been shown back when how long It'd take me, To break the charms that brought me harm... that, all but would erase me
I never would nor thought I could No matter what you'd pay me replay the part You stole my heart I should have known you're crazy
If all I knew was that with you I'd want someone to save me It'd be enough, But just my luck I fell in love and baby...
All that I wanted was...
Now I know you better You know I know better Now I know you better!
So bittersweet, this tragedy wont ask for absolution, This melody inside of me, still searches for solution, A twist of fate, the change of heart kills my infatuation, A broken heart provides the spark for my determination.
No one ever told me when I was alone They just thought I'd know better, better... No one ever told me when I was alone They just thought I'd know better, better...
All that I wanted, was...
Now I know you better,You know, I know better Now I know you better
I never wanted you to be so full of anger (anger) I never wanted you to be somebody else I never wanted you to be someone afraid to know themselves I only wanted you to see things for yourself
All that I wanted, was...
Now I know you better Now we all know better
All that I wanted was...
No, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, no, no
If I were you, I'd manage to abhore the invitation Of promised love that can't keep up with your adoration Just use your head, and in the end you'll find your inspiration To choose your steps and won't regret this kind of aggravation
No one ever told me when I was alone They just thought I'd know better.. better... No one ever told me when I was alone They just thought I'd know better.. better... |
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| A Very Poor Attempt At An Extended Metaphor |
[Mar. 18th, 2007|11:55 pm] |
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In the morning I have purple, Green and yellow and blue All of which help me Use my allusion Too By the time the doves cry I lose purple and gain red Think of ways to re-say What I’ve already Said When the clock strikes noon The red becomes pink Instead of free flowing I have to stop and Think As the sun starts to set The colors all become gray And every thought comes out In a thousand different, wrong Ways By the time night falls Everything fades to black Realization that all day, I’ve been on the wrong Track All my words Suspended in time On the cutting room floor Of my motley Mind. |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2007|06:50 am] |
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| | Fall Out Boy...still | ] |
Since it is February 1st it's time to take a look at the movies I watched in January.
Best Movie Overall: All The Real Girls Director: David Gordon Green Starring: Paul Schnieder and Zooey Deschenal Year: 2003
I have a full review of this down the page a little so I'm not going to repeat myself to much but for anybody who can relate to teenage angst and awkward love I would suggest finding this film immidatley.
Best Movie I Saw in the Theater: El Laberiento del Fauno (Pan's Laberinth) Director: Guillermo Del Toro Starring: Ivana Baquero, Sergi Lopez, Doug Jones Year: 2006
I only saw three movies in the theater in January and this was unquestionably the best. A true cinimatic masterpiece that brilliantly combines a fantastical children's story with gruesome (but not gory) violence and far-reaching themes. Not only is it a film that will leave you with something but it also has to be appreciated on the big screen and is well worth ten bucks.
Quickly, the other good movie I saw in the theater in January was Rocky Balboa which, even with it's flaws, felt about as real as anything you will ever see. Stallone put his heart and soul into this and it showed. Not only that but I actually left the theater in a positive mood which is a rare occurrence these days.
Worst Movie I saw in the Theater/Overall: Inland Empire Director: David Lynch Starring: Laura Dern, Jeremy Irons, Justin Theroux Year: 2006
David Lynch's Inland Empire was not only the worst film I saw in January but one of the worst films I have seen in my entire life. Pretentious moviegoers will try to justify this as another "Lynch masterpiece" but the fact is that it consists almost entirely of random images edited together with seemingly no intended meaning. I truly believe that a totally surrealist film can work but if it is kept short (Un Chien Andalou) but this "film" is so stuck in David Lynch's head that it's futile to try and make sense of it.
Full List of Movies I saw in January 2007 (In Order of Viewing):
1. Pi (Jim Carrey's 23 is a direct rip-off of Arnofsky's debut film) 2. Rocky Balboa 3. Dune 4. Enron: The Smartest Guys in The Room (Should be required viewing for everyone who ever wanted to get into business) 5. Wordplay 6. Who Killed The Electric Car? 7. Eulogy 8. Lost in La Mancha 9. Hard Candy (VERY Overrated) 10. El Laberiento del Fauno (Pan's Labyrinth) 11. Rumor Has It... (White Chicks is funny in comparison) 12. All The Real Girls 13. Nuit américaine, La (Day for Night) 14. Inland Empire 15. Summer of Sam (Not Spike Lee's best but worth watching) 16. Un chien andalou (An Andulusion Dog) (Does more in 17 minutes than Inland Empire does in three hours) 17. It's A Gift (Hysterical W.C. Fields films)
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| All The Real Girls |
[Jan. 27th, 2007|04:10 am] |
In order to hopefully make me a better writer I am going to try to write movie reviews of the best and worst films I see each month. I know there are still a couple more days in January but I was bored and I'm not anticpating seeing a better film thn All the Real Girls in the next few days anyway.
Title: All the Real Girls Director: David Gordon Green Written By: David Gordon Green Starring: Paul Schneider and Zooey Deschenal
If there was ever a time in my life for David Gordon Green’s 2003 film All the Real Girls to strike a chord with me, this was it. For that reason (and the fact that my favorite actress in the world is the female lead) I may in fact be a little bias in praise of this film. With that being said I found Green’s follow up to the equally excellent George Washington to be both beautiful and tragic but more than anything fantastically real.
In anything creative I’ve ever tried to do the most important thing for me was to try and capture a reality that has a wider scope than whatever happens to be on my mind at the time. Above all, All the Real Girls did that for me bringing the difficulty and frustration of teenage romance/lust/love to the screen in such a way that the main characters felt more like reflections of millions of lost, love struck kids than of two people with a very specific problem.
Like with George Washington, All the Real Girls is set in a small, presumably mid-west town, that most people would not ever want to go to. The plot is simple enough in that the Paul (Paul Schneider), a twenty-something kid who spent his life having one night stands falls in a love with Noel (Zooey Deschenal), a virgin who is the younger sister of one of his best friends.
Without giving too much away, Green does an excellent job of exploring the overwhelming awkwardness of truly caring for someone and the heartbreak that occurs when doing all the right things results in perceived failure. Anyone who has ever struggled with youthful romance should have little difficulty relating to the characters, although if it is not something the viewer is currently dealing with it likely losses a little bit of its “bang.”
The visuals in the film, for the most part, do an excellent job of reflecting the simple, everyday experiences that make up the reality of most people’s existence. With the exception of an especially silly scene where Paul and Noel are standing in the middle of a bowling lane dancing, Green keeps most of the shots relatively simple allowing the screenplay and performances to speak for themselves. Most of the movie is also shot outside against a woodsy, “middle of nowhere” type backdrop which again reflects the universality of the films message.
Overall, All the Real Girls is a journey into the minds and hearts of real people and is unlike any love story that’s going to be found in any over the top Hollywood work. The film makes sure to never insult the audience’s intelligence and forces the viewer to look inward when it is all over. For anybody who has ever loved, tried to love, thought they loved, or someday wants to love, All the Real Girls is a must see work of art. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2006|04:56 am] |
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| | The Decemberists | ] | One Seventy Five for a look in their eyes Hey juicy! When your hot you're hot and when your not you're not and you're hot cause you got what you've got and it just goes to show you can't put a price on a lot.
but if you could put a price on hot I'd say you're worth, at, least, One Eighty.
Yeah.....
I click down to journal, edit entries because i'm just another kid who only knows where to start
I think it's time to go run outside, naked cause I can feel the fire burning but I'm not sure if its on the ground or in my heart
It seems every night I get the same old blood rush but my fingers forget where the H-I is I think it's cause there still stuck in your black plush Even with all the words and their brand new rust I still can't figure out If it's just, lust.
I click up, not again, please don't go away All I have left is possiblity
Maybe you'll get bored, maybe I'm next in line Maybe I should find a better waste of my time
Every knock, every ring Every song I sing Every time I hear the keys Go Ding.......
I think of you.
My third year downfall, my beautiful. picturesque. stunning. goregous. pathetically orgasmic defeat.
Now it's time for sleep. Because in the morning I'll change the words again.
Even with their brand new rust, I can't figure out if it's just lust. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 30th, 2006|06:37 am] |
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| | Shine On- JET | ] | You might be cravin' blueberries But I'm craving your soul Because everything I've ever known is out of control.
It's not until the screen gets blury that it becomes so clear That December is the only month I ever want in my ear It's only simple little hand swipes that are bringing me fear And manifistations that are keeping me here.
That damn yellow runner on the side of my screen Turning clean to obscene and obscene to prestine and prestine to a friction inside of my jeans.
Thanks Regina.
As I begin to hope and think and pray About everything I've said and everything I might say And if paradox is the oppisite of cliche Than whats going on in my head is okay.
Forward. Back. White. Black. My minds destorted but my hearts intact, if a little cracked.
That shiny little needle on the side of the map Forces me to adapt cause I'm trapped. And I hope this lasts...
Forever. |
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[Oct. 13th, 2006|01:57 am] |
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| | The Pizza Song-The Bouncing Souls | ] | It's two o'clock in the morining and my muse is put on hold This feeling of possiblity never seems to get old
I have not felt this way in a long time about my self, about the way things are but right now, november doesn't seem that far
Because I'm from nowhere But your from enough for us both And the black and the white mix to be, my new found hope |
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[Aug. 17th, 2006|01:48 am] |
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| | Fidelity- Regina Spektor | ] | I have not posted in this thing since like last November so I figure what the hell.
Okay, Regina Spektor is the best musician I have heard in years. This girl is just unbelievable and everybody HAS to listen to her. You can check out her myspace here: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=3071484 but honestly just go buy the damn album. Her new one is "Begin To Hope" which is easily my favorite album of the year and combines every kind of music you can think of. Her other major label album is "Soviet Kitsch" which I have only heard a little bit of but is supposed to be awesome as well.
She is coming to Providence on Spetember 21st as well and I need to get to that.
Yeah thats all I have to say.
Listen to Regina Spektor. |
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[Oct. 12th, 2005|12:44 am] |
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Anybody who wants to/knows anyone who would be willing to help me out with my first video project let me know. All you need to do is sit there and pretend your in a class. I also need someone to play the main female character so yeah. It won't take more than an hour. Word. |
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[Aug. 21st, 2005|10:35 am] |
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| | Kickstart My Heart-Motley Crue | ] | Motley Crue, absolutley unbelievable. After 25 years they are still kicking ass. Coolest stage show I've ever seen and even though Vince's voice is not what it used to be it didn't matter.
And Tommy Fn Lee is one of the craziest "fuckers" in the world.
What a night. |
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[Jul. 17th, 2005|08:26 pm] |
Some classic quotes from last night:
Dan: You Suck Roderick Strong: You Suck Bitch Dan: Thats True
TJ to CM Punk (about a foot away from his face): Nice hair bitch!!
Dan/Matt to Prnice Nana: Look at Da Bug Eyes
Me: I love You Jade: Thank You.....very much
Dan: You didn't by him that shirt did ya? Jade: *speechless* |
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[Jul. 17th, 2005|01:13 am] |
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Ring of FUCKING Honor |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2005|12:24 am] |
Requiem for a Dream
I don't know who has seen this but if you haven't I suggest you do, now. It's painful, vile, scary, and downright fucked up. It gives a plain view example of what drugs can really do to you while seemlessly blending it with the decline, or possibly the non-existance of the american dream. I can't really write a review and do it justice it just has to be seen. Watch at 1 AM with the lights off and the volume up. Try to expierance it the way it was meant to be expieranced. Marlon Wayans gives THE performence of his career (not that that says a thing but he is damn good in this) and everything is just so well put together. The only negative thing I can really say is that it is almost too artsy. At the same time though, that helps to achieve the "drugged out state" that the characters are in.
One final thing. I heard so much about this movie from kids who I know do plenty of drugs and they loved it. After finally getting to see it I am in awe of that. This is the truth of drug addiction. That eventually you will fall because you just can't stop. See the damn movie.
Peace |
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[Jun. 13th, 2005|11:39 am] |
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| | nostalgic | ] |
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| | E-C-Dub, E-C-Dub | ] | Last night was ECW's ONe Night Stand. Initally I was disappointed in the show mainly because of Steve Austin's involvment at the end and the lack of Joel Gertner. But watching the replay I realized what a truly special night it was for the fans and the wrestlers of ECW.
Both RVD and Paul E's promos were amazing and Tanaka/Awesome stole the freaking show. Jericho's "Lion Heart Jacket" and Beniot's "Edmonton. Alberta" intro were two things that were especially cool. Then there was seeing and hearing Joey Styles for the frist time in years, watching Beulah FN Mcguillicutty come out and catfight with Francine making her first wrestling apperance in 7 years and looking as awesome as ever. There was flaming tables and of course 2500 people singing Enter Sandman as The Hardcore Icon entered the ring.
There was an uno, dos, tres... chant for Super Crazy, Kid Kash "Mr TNA Wrestling LOL" doing one of his famous dives, and BWO "We're Taking Over." All the great chants were back, "E-C-Dub, E-C-Dub" "You Fucked Up, You Fucked Up," "Fuck Him Up Sandman, Fuck Him Up" and they booed the 619 that was just awesome.
I got to hear Joey Styles yell "Oh My God!!!" "Oh Mis Dios" and above all "CATFIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHT." He shot all over Bischoff and the WWE and called a better show then J.R. every could.
I am mad at myself for not loving the show right away because sitting here right now thinking about it it was a night that lived up to every realistic expectation and surpassed it. Sure it had its flaws but it brought me, and thousands of other people back to a time when wrestling was about a passion and a love for the SPORT of pro wrestling not for a paycheck. A time when the connection with auidence meant more then wrestling a flawless match and a time where it was possible to sit down and watch a show that was not the paint by numbers bullshit that we see every monday and thursday nights.
My only regret was that I didn't shill out the money to be there live because it probably would have been the coolest night of my life. |
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[Jun. 13th, 2005|12:58 am] |
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E-C-W, E-C-W, E-C-W!!!!!!!!! |
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