deadanddying

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

HENNESSY, HYPOCRISY AND HONESTY

im: post-shower and morning-minty
listening to: marcy playground-sex and candy

marcy playground is one of the most unjustly criticized bands of our time..theyve been called 'post-grunge', theyve been called 'one--hit-wonders', theyve evn been called 'posers' regardng an album cover controversy i dont qwanna get into right now..wt i do know howevr is that theyre an awesome band..they're as grunge as any of their seattle contemporaries but i doubt they care for classifications or brandnaming, as made obvious wen they refused to tour for their last album MP3 bcoz they were too 'bored'..theyre a band thats truly abt music n whts truly refreshing abt them is how chilled out their sound is..its like typically early 90s diryty guitars played wt the musical equivalent of cricketing soft hands..theres so much imagery in their songs its unblvable..the guys a fucking post-modern dylan in terms of lyricism.,.and evry albums been differnet..they dont stick to the same formula and rehash their one hit song over n over agen but evolve ..they dont evn explain away their commercial failure as 'experimental music' wch is the best part about the...enough abt them..more abt me now..bcoz they obvsly dont giv a fuck abt me n somdby has to talk abt me right..last few days hav been a real mess wt with all my pent up frustration catchng up n metamorphosizinginto stealing a bottle of hennesy cogniac from my dads stash..me n fatboi had a real nice time drinkin the thing..i cn honestly say its the best drink ive had evr..smoooth n evry lil sip is one step away from permanent bliss..its an experience for connossieurs..not somethng for shitty teeny-boppers who'll drink anythng n evrythng for one wild nite..as u cn see im growing up..a bit..now the songs chnaged to turn ur lights down low-bob marley n lauryn hill..the mix..wch is agen an extremely chilled out song..whreres my beach towel..im ready to hit the beach..as for life..well ive quit my job..actually ive just not gone to work in some days ..i dont know if they realize ive quit..maybe they think im just on another binge..ill have to face up to it though soon coz i hav to ask for my pay last month..god i hate confrontation..i almost made my mind up to tell the boss im quitting last day..i just cldnt bring myself to do it though u know..it felt like a break up..n i hate break ups..why cnt i just sms n quit like i do wt break-ups..for the person involved i just wanna b dead forever n evr aftr i break up..no meeting agen, no calls, none of that im stuill ur best friend bullshit..wch is all crap anywy.. anybdy who does tt is just absolutely clingy or ur using the person..ur thinking in case i dont meet anyone else this guys my buffer..well im too nice to do shit like that..id nevr take someone for granted like that..oh no no buffers for me i can tell u that much..goodbye is goodbye..wt else wt else..oh yeah im going on a wierd houseboat trip wt mom, pop n sis on friday..on the infinite greens of aleppy backwaters no less..im gonna b so fucking stressed out wt with no smoking, no drinking, no nothing plus absolute lack of privacy..obviously evryones gonna want to sit around n bond..obviously im gonna b the centre of attention..wts ur plan? where do u wanan apply for p.g? why the hell did u quit work? are u still homo? god so many questions..n i dont evn feel like being wit people rt now..i mean i dont evn like people that much..people are messy, n needy n self-contradictory n stuffy n generally misunderstand me wch really pisses me off..oh n i wrote ths really cool story(i thought) wch im relaly happy about..n i gave it to like few people to read but as alwys only yam came through for me but im really glad she did..i think she gets me more than most ppl n she doesnt getme at all so its just ths huge fucking conundrum really but its nice hw she n i hav this thing going..shes pretty sweet yam is..yest i found ths really cool blog..some guy in states whoz actually from pakistan.,.n i thought his blog was brilliantly cool coz well he's on abt a lot of stuff that im too..though hes 31 n im hoping im not still fucked up at 31 coz that would just be loserish wldnt it..i like it im not gonna crack..i miss u im not gonna crack..i love u im not gonna crack..ill kill u im not gonna craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaackkkkk.....

ps-i have no idea wt metamorphosizing means but it sounded right..

4 Comments:

At 4:43 AM, Blogger ninetieschild said...

honestly i like making it difficult..its nice to feel like shit..i feel good abt it..i like thinking im worse off than starvng african kids n lil muslim girls sold into prostitution ..maybe im a small person but small persons are quite hate-able n i love that u can hate me for it..i dont really like myself that much anywy..

 
At 10:37 AM, Blogger ninetieschild said...

hey that was scary how u knew id left a response so fast..are u like a stalker or somethng..? lol..just kidding..how come u dont post blogs..??i was checkin ur profile..

 
At 2:35 AM, Blogger ninetieschild said...

lol..well im pretty jobless i guess..n im too lazy to post a blog wt wt all the work that goes into it..atleast responding to my one n only reader is more two-dimensional..blogging feels more like a monologue than anythng else..lol..sheesh im so sick of this..hav to go for a movie wt my whole family now..

 
At 10:00 AM, Blogger Mannequin said...

wow u guys are really bonding here..

 

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