Saturday, April 30, 2011

California Dreamin'


All the leaves are brown [x2]
And the sky is grey [x2]
I've been for a walk [x2]
On a winters day [x2]
I'd be safe and warm [x2]
If I was in L.A. [x2]

California
Dreamin' [x2]
On such a winters day

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees
Got down on my knees
And I pretend to pray
I pretend to pray
You know the preacher likes the cold
Preacher likes the cold
He knows I'm gonna stay
Knows I'm gonna stay

California
Dreamin' [x2]
On such a winters day

All the leaves are brown [x2]
And the sky is grey [x2]
I've been for a walk [x2]
On a winters day [x2]
If I didn't tell her [x2]
I could leave today [x2]

California
Dreamin' [x2]
On such a winters day [...]

Mr. Nobody

[Cortesía de St.]

"I always liked fish. I never thought that one day they would like me too."

"On that day, I would make a lot of silly decisions. One; I will never leave anything to chance again. Two; I will marry the girl on my motorcycle. Three; I'll be rich. Four; we'll have a house. A big house, painted yellow, with a garden. And two children, Paul and Michael. Five; I'll have a convertible. A red convertible! And a swimming pool, I'll learn to swim. Six; I will not stop until I succeed!"

"I talked to you so much when you weren't there, it's strange for me to talk to you for real."

"Before he was unable to make a choice because he didn't know what would happen. Now that he knows what will happen, he is unable to make a choice."


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*** Pigeon Superstition

*** Angels of the Oblivion

*** Birth


*** Bravo!


*** Choices
"You have to make the right choice. As long as you don't choose, everything remains possible."

*** Break-up

*** L O V E. [1]

*** L O V E. [2]

*** Quantum Physics and Philosophy

Friday, April 29, 2011

Janoschs

[Cortesía de St.]

You have the power to both terrify and cheer me up. It's hard to break up with the world as long as you are part of it.

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*** Danza de la Fertilidad


Alan Pauls

[Cortesía de St.]

"La única manera de escribir es cortando ántes toda relación del escribir con la vida."

*** Historia del Llanto

"Su sensibilidad, que todavía no atina a pensar como un privilegio [...] sino apenas como un atributo congénito; tan anómalo y a sus ojos tan natural, en todo caso..."
"No son las proezas las que lo encandilan, sino más bien los momentos de debilidad, flaqueza, reflexión... muy pocos, es cierto, y quizá por eso tanto más intensos e inolvidables..."


*** Segunda Parte

Fetichistas de la pluma, la caligrafía y las ideas. Opositores de la narración.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Notes from Underground

She grabs my hand, my hand is cold. "I can't see you die, work no more." I say nothing. I can't feel my feet, they're cold. Am I dying?... When you left me, I cried and it felt good. I wanna die alone, I don't wanna die with you.

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[1/7]


[2/7]


[3/7]


[4/7]


[5/7]


[6/7]


[7/7]


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*** From "Notes from Underground"

"I could not become anything; neither good nor bad; neither a scoundrel nor an honest man; neither a hero nor an insect. And now I am eking out my days in my corner, taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything, that only a fool can become something."

Death to Smoochy

Sweetest dark comedy EVER.

"Bastard Son of Barney! Die! Die, stuffed ball of fluff! Illegitimate Teletubbie! Die, you Muppet from hell! Die, you foam motherfucker!"

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*** Get You Off That Smack


*** My Stepdad's Not Mean, He's Just Adjusting


*** Best of Randolph


* "What are you, blind? It's a cock! It's not a rocket, you sick fuck! It's a cock! Look. It's a cock and balls! A dick! Chorizo and the huevos! It's a big stiffy! It's a penis! Penis maximus! A willie! A weenie! Mr. Jiggle Daddy! The one-eyed wonder weasel! Don't you see that? It's Jimmy and the twins. Rumple Foreskin. He made this. It's made from dil-dough."

* "Hello, little nipple-nibbler. The rhino's a Nazi!"

"- Don't touch me!
* Randolph!
- My name isn't Wandolph, it's Randolph!
* How does it feel to be voted the most hated man in America?
- In a country full of Neanderthals, I wear the fucking badge of honour!
* Nora Wells says you have an unhealthy obssession with Sheldon Mopes?
- I barely know that bitch okay. And she's been down on everything but the Titanic! She spreads like cream cheese for Sheldon!
* What about the rumours that you're mentally unbalanced?
- WHO THE FUCK SAID THAT?! I'm good again. I'm not mentally unbalanced! I'm on the same dosage I've always been on!
* Let me handle this. Listen, between my clients dwindling cash flow and he's mounting legal fees, he's sinking into a deep, psychotic depression.
- Someone grabbed my ass! Get away from me! Don't TOUCH ME!
* Oh, very nice!
- I've been shot! I'm bleeding! Salmonella. You're a lawyer, that's salmonella! Someone touched my ass!"


Tuesday, April 26, 2011

WTWTA

I used to blame Mom for everything. Actually, I do. If someone opens his heart to us, we wrongly assume we have the right to hurt his feelings as much as we want. Now that you try to do that to me, let me say you're not allowed to. I gave you my hundred percent but you're too selfish to even try. Let me pick up the pieces of me and rebuild my broken spirit.

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"A self-consciously sad film."

"To make a movie about childhood rather than to create a children's movie."

"All variations on the same theme: how children master various feelings - danger, boredom, fear, frustration, jealousy - and manage to come to grips with the realities of their lives."

"I saw the most horrendous movies that were unfit for child's eyes. So what? I managed to survive."


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*** Vampire Teeth
"There were some buildings... There were these really tall buildings, and they could walk. Then there were some vampires. And one of the vampires bit the tallest building, and his fangs broke off. Then all his other teeth fell out. Then he started crying. And then, all the other vampires said, "Why are you crying? Weren't those just your baby teeth?" And he said, "No. Those were my grown-up teeth." And the vampires knew he couldn't be a vampire anymore, so they left him. The end."

*** I'll Eat You Up

*** I'll Eat You Up I Love You So


Sunday, April 24, 2011

31 Minutos La Película

"Preferiría gastarme un poco y no morir de tonto."

*** Juanín.


*** Los Hombres Musculosos!


*** Mejores Escenas


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Ash / Black Veil

Dícen las paisas "Uno se viene ya o más tarde?"... pero Sascha no da tiempo de preguntar.

*** Ash / Black Veil


*** Sayulita


*** Circles


*** It's Gonna Be a Long Walk


Sunday, April 17, 2011

Adaptation

"There are too many ideas and things and people. Too many directions to go. I was starting to believe the reason it matters to care passionately about something, is that it whittles the world down to a more manageable size."

"What I came to understand is that change is not a choice. Not for a species of plant, and not for me."

"Sometimes bad things happen and darkness descends."

"- I can see your sadness. It's lovely.
- I'm just tired, that's all. That's my problem. So, maybe we could chat a little bit, and, you know, get some background for...
- I'm not going to talk to you much. It's not personal. It's the Indian way."

"You and I share the same DNA. Is there anything more lonely than that?"

"- Then one morning, I woke up and said, "Fuck fish." I renounce fish, I will never set foot in that ocean again. That's how much "fuck fish." That was 17 years ago and I have never stuck so much as a toe in that ocean. And I love the ocean.
- But why?
- Done with fish."

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Do I have an original thought in my head? My bald head. Maybe if I were happier, my hair wouldn't be falling out. Life is short. I need to make the most of it. Today is the first day of the rest of my life. I'm a walking cliché. I really need to go to the doctor and have my leg checked. There's something wrong. A bump. The dentist called again. I'm way overdue. If I stop putting things off, I would be happier. All I do is sit on my fat ass. If my ass wasn't fat I would be happier. I wouldn't have to wear these shirts with the tails out all the time. Like that's fooling anyone. Fat ass. I should start jogging again. Five miles a day. Really do it this time. Maybe rock climbing. I need to turn my life around. What do I need to do? I need to fall in love. I need to have a girlfriend. I need to read more, improve myself. What if I learned Russian or something? Or took up an instrument? I could speak Chinese. I'd be the screenwriter who speaks Chinese and plays the oboe. That would be cool. I should get my hair cut short. Stop trying to fool myself and everyone else into thinking I have a full head of hair. How pathetic is that? Just be real. Confident. Isn't that what women are attracted to? Men don't have to be attractive. But that's not true. Especially these days. Almost as much pressure on men as there is on women these days. Why should I be made to feel I have to apologize for my existence? Maybe it's my brain chemistry. Maybe that's what's wrong with me. Bad chemistry. All my problems and anxiety can be reduced to a chemical imbalance or some kind of misfiring synapses. I need to get help for that. But I'll still be ugly though. Nothing's gonna change that.


- There was this time in high school. I was watching you out the library window. You were talking to Sarah Marsh.
- Oh, God. I was so in love with her.
- I know. And you were flirting with her. And she was being really sweet to you.
- I remember that.
- Then, when you walked away, she started making fun of you with Kim Canetti. And it was like they were laughing at *me*. You didn't know at all. You seemed so happy.
- I knew. I heard them.
- How come you looked so happy?
- I loved Sarah, Charles. It was mine, that love. I owned it. Even Sarah didn't have the right to take it away. I can love whoever I want.
- But she thought you were pathetic.
- That was her business, not mine. You are what you love, not what loves you. That's - Whats up?
- Thank you.
- For what?



- Angraecum sesquipedale! A beauty! God! Darwin wrote about this one. Charles Darwin? Evolution guy? Hello? You see that nectary all the way down there? Darwin hypothesized a moth with a nose twelve inches long to pollinate it. Everyone thought he was a loon! Then, sure enough, they found this moth with a twelve-inch proboscis. Proboscis means "nose," by the way.
- I know what "proboscis" means.
- Yeah, let's not get off the subject. This isn't a pissing contest! Point is, what's so wonderful is that every one of these flowers has a specific relationship with the insect that pollinates it. There's a certain orchid look exactly like a certain insect so the insect is drawn to this flower, its double, its soul mate, and wants nothing more than to make love to it. And after the insect flies off, spots another soul-mate flower and makes love to it, thus pollinating it. And neither the flower nor the insect will ever understand the significance of their lovemaking. I mean, how could they know that because of their little dance the world lives? But it does. By simply doing what they're designed to do, something large and magnificent happens. In this sense they show us how to live - how the only barometer you have is your heart. How, when you spot your flower, you can't let anything get in your way.



- Nothing happens in the world? Are you out of your fucking mind? People are murdered every day. There's genocide, war, corruption. Every fucking day, somewhere in the world, somebody sacrifices his life to save someone else. Every fucking day, someone, somewhere takes a conscious decision to destroy someone else. People find love, people lose it. For Christ's sake, a child watches her mother beaten to death on the steps of a church. Someone goes hungry. Somebody else betrays his best friend for a woman. If you can't find that stuff in life, then you, my friend, don't know crap about life! And why the FUCK are you wasting my two precious hours with your movie? I don't have any use for it! I don't have any bloody use for it!
- Okay, thanks.


Saturday, April 16, 2011

Overline

Digitonal's back.

*** Overline / I Have Answers


+++ After the First Death


+++ St. Lucias Waits & November in Battery Park


+++ WTLGD Remix - Originally by FusedMARC & Orange


+++ Song of Departure Remix - Originally by Fragile State


+++ Snowflake Vectors & Bunker - LJ Kruzer Remixes


Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Christina Aguilera

Desde un hotel en Yarumal.

*** You Lost Me

I am done, smoking gun
We've lost it all, the love is gone
She has won, now it's no fun
We've lost it all, the love is gone

And we had magic
And this is tragic
You couldn't keep your hands to yourself

I feel like our world's been infected
And somehow you left me neglected
We've found our lives been changed
Babe, you lost me

And we tried, oh how we cried
We lost ourselves, the love has died
And though we tried you can't deny
We're left as shells, we lost the fight

And we had magic
And this is tragic
You couldn't keep your hands to yourself

I feel like our world's been infected
And somehow you left me neglected
We've found our lives been changed
Babe, you lost me

Now I know you're sorry and we were sweet
But you chose lust when you deceived me
And you'll regret it, but it's too late
How can I ever trust you again?

I feel like our world's been infected
And somehow you left me neglected
We've found our lives been changed
Babe, you lost me

*** I'm OK

Once upon a time there was a girl
In her early years she had to learn
How to grow up living in a war that she called home
Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm
Hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face
Everytime my father's fist would put her in her place
Hearing all the yelling I would cry up in my room
Hoping it would be over soon

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK

I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built
Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
The echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"
Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done
To you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday

It's not so easy to forget
All the lines you left along her neck
When I was thrown against cold stairs
And every day I'm afraid to come home
In fear of what I might see there

Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK
I'm OK

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Jamás en Nottingham


Ciudades hay
Que pasan tiempos bien
Y tiempos mal.
Mas no hay tiempos bien
Jamás en Nottingham.

Si pudiera volar
Podría yo dejar,
Quisiera dejar
Este lugar y jamás volver aquí
Donde sólo penas tengo.
Encontraré quizá felicidad
Mas nunca en Nottingham.

Ciudades hay
Que pasan tiempos bien
Y tiempos mal.
Mas no hay tiempos bien
Jamás en Nottingham.


Every town
Has its ups and down
Sometime ups
Outnumber the downs

But not in Nottingham
I'm inclined to believe
If we were so down
We'd up and leave

We'd up and fly if we had wings for flyin'
Can't you see the tears we're cryin'?
Can't there be some happiness for me?
Not in Nottingham