Trippy

When it comes to Massive Attack, sexual attraction to music stops being an anomaly. These people are from a different paralel sexy dimension. And the music is just pure kinky magic. Check for yourself. Trippeeeehhh.

I heart Massive Attack. That's a fact. As much of a fact as summer oficially ending exactly 31 minutes ago, and I'm not feeling inspired enough for a proper post. *Sigh*

And there's nothing wrong with me, this is how I'm supposed to be

Today, in celebration of the fact that I went and got a new hair-do that makes me look like a little anarchist, being the fearless BAMF I am (hahaha.), I should talk about one of the greatest albums the human kind has known up to till now, Green Day's American Idiot. I don't care what the general opinion on Green Day is, I've loved them ever since I was a 7th grader who's first heard the term "nonconformist" and thought she'd found the very meaning of life. Haha, good days. I'm not even that much of a punk listener, but for releasing American Idiot, I'm going to love Green Day forever.

Anyway, these guys put riot and youth into lyrics, then into guitar riffs, then into several proper LPs over the years. As much of a punk-rock group who's poster is up on every teenager's wall who dreams of running away from home and start their life over they might be, the social and political issues covered on American Idiot, they had quite some guts to record that. Green Day have this amazing ability to turn every track of theirs into an anthem. All of the 13 tracks on American Idiot put together follow the same storyline, the life of a character simply portrayed as the "Jesus of Suburbia", the anti-hero, as they called him, a punk who loathes the society he lives in, so he struggles between following his own path and terribilist self-destruction with "a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin". Jesus of Suburbia, (the 10 mins song and the video) tells the story pretty well. It will forever be one of my favourite songs, I know the lyrics by heart, I know every single musical note in there, knowing I've lost countless hours of my life listening to this again and again and again over the years.

Basically, long personal emotional view on this album short, I wish the life I'm gonna live will be worth for Green Day to write an album just as great as this one based on it.

September chills

Autumn is the time of the year when I turn into a potato. An anxious and depressed potato. I hate it, and even worse, the last few years didn't exactly provide me with happy memories linked to this time of the year, just a bunch of happenings that now cause a mess of mixed feelings, so by "autumn" I understand "3 months of daily anxiety, possibly depression and mood swings from negative to slightly less negative or far more negative than a few minutes ago". And what's worse, winter follows, which is pretty much the same thing, just that by December I'd have already gotten used to my new bleached self. So I might aswell just walk around with a sign around my neck that says "Servers down till March 01. Wait, make that April 01".

I just hope this year is going to be the last, since next year's going to be my senior year and we're all going to be cherishing every single moment from September to June, and then I'm off to a completely new nice city where autumn won't seem so depressing. Hopefully.

Done with the personal inshight now, what I'm trying to say is that I should start working on a anti-depressant playlist. Thrash metal and grunge could work pretty well. Metallica(they're omnipresent though, with at least half of the discography), Alice in Chains, Sepultura, Soundgarden, Nirvana. Some people lift their spirits with dancy upbeat music, for me, though, anything that sounds like this or like this works like a charm. For the 4 ongoing minutes at least. The kind of music you can just not give a single flying F about anything happening outside your music player while listening to it.

Heh, especially when listening to Nirvana. What I love about their music is that that it somehow gives away the fact that the band members were each lost in their own mind, completely ripped from the outer world when writing and later recording their songs. By that I mean completely F-ed up after smoking tons of pot and inhaling piles of magical fairy dust (cocaine).

Oh, Kurt, my necrophiliac love.

I should also look concerts and events happening in the next few months, and hopefully, get to some of them too. In flames @Bucharest, October 1st. Amorphis @Oldies Pub, Sibiu, November 8th. Oh my god. I demand tickets to be materialised out of thin air right now.

(Speaking of events, the internet is already full of pictures and articles on how awesome Peninsula is so far. Very funny, internet. Very funny. -___-)

Friday-1, I'm in love

Roses are red, violets are blue, the Cure are lovely, and I'm an ignorant.

I only knew them from Misfits' soundtrack, but today it just hit me out of the blue that I want to listen to The Cure. So I did. All day so far. I'm sorry, office mates.

Why were they not on my list of great bands before? I do not know.

For a full bio go here, I hit the exit button pretty quick though, I'm going to take the time to go through all the "technical" details some other time, for now I'm just going to ignorantly enjoy their music after haven't had done so till today. "Lullaby", "The Lovecats", "A Forest", here, in case anyone wants to listen to alternative rock slightly goth rock at times with post-punk influences and turning pop sometimes, depending on which phase of The Cure the song was released in. Lullaby is my personal favourite so far. And look at their wicked album artworks.

I want to host a tea party where everyone wears ripped clothes and dark make-up, sips tea out of tiny teacups with flowers on them and talks about life beyond death and obscure old records and books, all while listening to The Cure. Which would be quite eerie.

Up all night to celebrate the day

Blink 182 is such a cute band. And this is the first new song released in, what, 8 years? Something like that. Upcoming album on September 27th, yaay. These guys are the only pop-punk(or whatever their genre really is) band left in my playlist. They're good. The kinda band that makes you think "Wow, this is awesome, I shouldn't be wasting time listetning to these dudes and I should go out and party and travel see places and meet people and develop crushes on cute strangers like their music suggests, but these guys sound so good, I'm gonna stay here and listen to them instead." Hehe.

Fingers crossed

Peninsula, Y U NO HAVE TICKETS FOR ME.
It's Monday, I'm @my summer job, it's hot out, I want to go home and sleep in my underwear for the rest of the day. Haha. This really cute guy just came in to pay his bill, so I had to stop silly-dancing on the chair behind my desk to the random blues song playing on the radio and act like a functionable human being. And not giggle. And awkwardly hand the dude his change in coins, then watch him as he awkwardly tried not to drop all that on the way to his pocket. Haha.

Apart from the lovely blues song on the radio, that had nothing to do with music whatsoever.

I've been listening to City fm since I got to work, so today I do not take interest in any particular band/genre/artist/album/song. Argh, I feel lazy. No inspiration left after writing an album review for Within Temptation's The heart of Everything, something I was listening to about two and a half years ago, but not anymore.

I did pause City fm, afterall, in order to listen to The Heart of Everything again, so I could write my review, submit it online and enter a competition to win Peninsula tickets.

...and I don't even like Within Temptation that much. But hey, tickets to see Kasabian, Suie Paparude, Dub FX, Chase&Status ? Oh my, I say, count me in.

And now we wait. Fingers crossed.

Off to be a flawless employee again.

Jr. Gong

Look at these photos.

Not really a dancehall listener, but some of Damian Marley's songs sound as if they've been delivered straight from Zion.

It was written, Welcome to Jamrock, There for you

Jamaica, Jamaicaaa, oh.

Space may be the final frontier / But it's made in a Hollywood basement

Red Hot Chili Peppers have fascinated me ever since I was a kid and saw Californication on VH1 for the first time. Of course, back then i had a pretty general opinion on music and didn't really understand their message, but a few years after, I really started listening to these guys.

They're amazing. The exact kind of artists I love, creating a whole new musical genre of their own, inspired by real-life experience. I don't exactly know how to put it into words, the kid i was when i first heard Caliornication loved them just as much as I do now, even though now I also get the meaning behind the music.

Red Hot Chili Peppers are a mixture of alternative rock, funk and hard-rock, and the list of bands and people that influenced them varies from Bob Marley to Bad Brains and Led Zeppelin to Miles Davis and Elvis Presley. Each RHCP member had a different musical evolution and brought his own style and musical preference into the band, which resulted into what RHCP sounds like today.

The lyrics were written by the vocalist, Anthony Kiedis, which I find to be a very interesting man with a very interesting story. He spent his teenage years in LA and had one of the Hollywood's favourite drug dealers at the time for a father, who provided bands such as Led Zeppelin and The Who. He lost his virginity at age 12 with daddy's 18 years old girlfriend and consent, and at 14 he almost died from his first cocaine dose. Up till 2000, since he has been clean, he spent his life struggling with addictions, the 1st wake-up call being his band mate Hillel Slovak's death due to heroin overdose, still, that only turned him into an on and off user for a while. His life experience, as well as the other members' life experience as RHCP evolved, reflects into the lyrics, with themes such as love, romance, sex, drug abuse, politics, globalization, loneliness and dealing with death.

Kickass people making kickass music, putting the knowledge they gained since '83 in the songs as a sign of aging, but keeping the young energy alive. I can pretty much see them at 65 still rocking out on rooftops, making weird faces in photos, dressing tacky-punker clothes and releasing trippy music videos.

9 days left till the new album, I'm with you is out.

(Awesome artwork, by the way, 1st pic, the one with the fly on the pill.)

Till then, Stadium Arcadium:Jupiter and Blood Sugar Sex Magik are back in my playlist.

Ain't No Sunshine

Bill Withers' original "Ain't no Sunshine" in 1971 has known, over time, quite a number of covers of various genres, from worldwide known artists such as Lenny Kravitz and Michael Jackson (back from when he was a kid) to more obscure bands that had a different approach to the original song resulting in tracks such as Atlas' smooth-jazzy-funky cover (my personal favourite) or Subsonica's dub sounding version, or, another great one, the drum'n'bass cover belonging to Bachelors of Science, which, i admit, slightly ashamed of my 21st century ignorance, was my first contact ever with this masterpiece. That doesn't change the fact that Bachelors of Science did an awesome job, though :)

The original song was inspired by the 1962 movie Days of Wine and Roses and its characters struggling with alcohol addiction, as they miss something that is obviously harmful to them.

P.S Sidenote on the original clip, that drummer is awesome xD as the people posting the comments noticed it too, "He knows something we don't." *drummer grin*

Joined at the Soul with a Pair of Headphones

Artist name : Dub Fx

Genres : beatboxing, drum&bass, hip-hop, reggae, dubstep, pop

Location : worldwide

Dub Fx (Benjamin Stanford) is one of the most soulful artists i've ever listened to, it's amazing how his music seems to somehow reflect the life of the streets he performs on worldwide and connect with the listener instantly; it was love at first track.

Dub Fx is put into his music 100%, known for only using his own performance. It all truly started out after film maker BD filmed "Love Someone" while being performed on the street, posted it on his Youtube account, and 9 million views later, Dub Fx and his finacee, Flower Fairy (real name Shoshana Sadia) had already taken off to hold shows all around the world.

The 1st studio album, Everythinks a Ripple, was recorded using only sounds created with Dub's voice using a Roland's effects and loop pedal.

He also released Live in the Street, a collection of performances recorded during the Europe tour, followed by A Crossworlds' in 2010, dubstep project of Dub Fx and Sirius.

Joined at the soul with a pair of headphones
We need nobody to let ourselves go
Always on my side as We rock at stage show
In an ocean of music We move with the flow

A hand in my hand i don't wanna let go
A partner in life on this mean old road
We got the wind in our back that blows
We can't drift apart We just move wïth the flow

("Flow", Everythinks a Ripple)

P.S Dub Fx will be this year's last live act @Tuborg Green Fest Peninsula in Târgu Mureş. Heh, better luck next time at being there :(

The Ultimate Experience

Adding another blog post on the biography of Jimi Hendrix to the internet would be somehow unnecessary, since the gentlemen working for Wikipedia and Rolling Stone have done an impecable job already.

Today i felt like doing nothing, which leaves plenty of place for enjoying history written in musical lyrics and guitar tabs by someone who started out as a man who really enjoyed experimenting with sounds.

'42-'70, the time when the earth was walked by one of, if not, the best guitarist of all times, as Rolling Stone claims. He was a true guitar god, completely changing the view upon playing the instrument for the artists that followed. Being left-handed, he played a regular guitar upside-down. Unicity was a keyword for all his shows, always a theatrical presence, playing the instrument with his teeth or behind his back, Hendrix sure knew how to set the guitar on fire (literally, sometimes, like he did at the Monterey Pop Festival).

I don't really know much about Hendrix as a person, and I honestly do not care, his music, a true masterpiece of blues and psychedelic rock, has won him my respect forever. I'm going to dedicate this week to listening to everything ever released, before and after his death.

Meanwhile, my favourite song remains The Wind Cries Mary, which, weirdly, is said to have been written after an argument between Hendrix and his then girlfriend over her cooking. The food must've been awful since she left afterwards and he had to write a song to bring her back :) here's the song, in case you don't know it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yvXstzHzkXk. Beautiful.

Until It Sleeps

This song quickly made its way to my heart a few days ago, after hearing it again in a while. It is the 4th song from Metallica's LP Load, released in 1996. The lyrics, written by Hetfield, speak about both his parents' death due to cancer, and the pain described can either be Hetfield emotional struggle or his parents physical pain through the disease.

Another amazing song added to the list of amazing songs written and performed by Metallica.

Metallica-Until it Sleeps

Shaking the grounds of Transylvania once again

two days have have passed since the wonder has come to an end. *sigh*

Artmania 2011, 6th year, is over. And it was ABSOFUCKINWONDERFABULOUS. I'm not going to start an ode regarding my exact feelings and all the happening in those 48h spent in sibiu and a review of each band's on-stage performance, since that would be never-ending, would get boring at some point and not many really care. But just as a sidenote, all the bands ruled, obviously. Here's a bunch of pictures each worth a thousand words+my comments to help me tell the story instead, they would've been more in number and more accurate if my lens weren't partially retarded. But. Moving on. :)

tarja turunen soundcheck, 1st day, 1 PM.

fabulous. checking for tickets one last time before we left.

the chillax before the big rock-out.

taken while lacrimas profundere were on stage, a picture within a picture.

this guy, tony berger, lacrimas profundere guitarist, ruled. the band itself ruled, actually, best choice for the 1st concert of artmania this year.

1st day, 1 AM, lucky us, we got pics with them. oh, and my face? these gentlemen are just about enough to complete the picture, my face after 4 hours of concerts is...nah.

2nd day, 2PM, lacuna coil meet&greet, taking pointless pictures of the artmania brochure while waiting for the band members to show up.

intense autograph-signing-smiling-for-pictures-with-fans session afterwards.

my friend's life just got better after she shook hands with the singer, who she absolutely loves. and i got to take this pretty picture.

"oh my god i just shook hands with cristina scabbia!"

2nd day 7 PM, and now i'm quoting my dear friend, 2nd on the left, "we' mah bitches at, ah?"

dude in the crowd holding this awesome sign up for sonata arctica, i don't think he got a pick after the concert, though, hm.

my partially retarded lens limited me to one single decent picture during sonata arctica's show. still better than no decent pictures of tarja, helloween and lacuna coil on stage :(

"oh. my. god. that. was. so. fucking. awesome. i can't move, my body hurts, i need water, i wanna lay down for the next 2 weeks", was the general reaction at the end of the 2nd day.