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Blogić za sve one koji vole muziku i sve ostalo kaj će na njemu naći...

I kinda look like an Emo so I got an Emo myself...





Objavila sam cijeli govor "I Have A Dream" Martina Luthera Kinga, ali je oduži pa mislim da ga više manje nitko ne bi pročitao tako da ipak objavljujem samo po meni najljepše misli o slobodi i jedinstvu... Cijeli govor je prekrasan pa pročitajte tko želi.

When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men - yes, black men as well as white men - would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt.
Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice.
Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality.
We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "for whites only."
No, no we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair. I say to you today my friends - so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day, this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning "My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my father's died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!"
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
Let freedom ring. And when this happens, and when we allow freedom ring - when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children - black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics - will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: "Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!" Martin Luther King

Ljudi glasajte, pleaseeeee... 'Ko god dođe, 'ko god može!!!

Prva dva otvorih ja...









Neš o meni:

Volim : Boga i zahvalna sam mu za sve što imam, Mozarta (divim mu se), Elvisa Preselyja (Hvala ti za Rock 'n' Roll!), muziku, (V-)gitare, bassove, bubnjeve, (staromodne) mikrofone, spiked kosu, mohawake/irokezice, mir, pacifiste, umjetnost, Punkere, Punk (Punk pišem veliko iz poštovanja), Skinove (al' ne one nazi), pojačala, kompjuter, Guitar Pro, dolje navedene Punk bandove, pjevat (pod tušem ), pisat pjesme, svoju zečicu Puffy, svoju obitelj, svoje prijatelje, raspravljat o politici i filozofiji, (slušat) demo bandove, (nosit) kravate, sanjat, crtat, MTV, VH1, crtiće, Tima Burtona, Vansice, Starke/Chucksice/Conversice, Marte, killere, bodlje na odjeći, blijede ljude upalih lica , kožnjake, kožne hlače, mullete, mrkva hlače, remenje, obleku i frizure u stilu 80-ih, ciferšluse, crni lak za nokte, izložbe, sunčane naočale, lenonice, francuske kape, pruge, karirane stvari...

Ne volim : rasiste, sexiste, nacionaliste, naciste, fašiste, vandale, homofobične ljude, destruktivne i autodestruktivne ljude, bezobzirne pušače zbog kojih mi pluća pasivno trunu, dorgiranje i drogu, dosadno školovanje, pretilu djecu, male klince, političare (uglavnom skoro sve iako bih htjela jednog dana uč' u njihov svijet i sve ispravit'), rat (u Iraku), teroriste, jest meso (vegetarijanka sam), testiranja na životinjama, reklame, bunde, krznarije...

U slobodno vrijeme ... slušam muziku do iznemoglosti (bezgranični izvor inspiracije), maštarim (također bezgranični izvor inspiracije), ljenčarim, pišem pjesme, sviram, pjevam pod tušem, visim za kompom, gledam TV (uglavnom muziku i crtiće), crtam, ponekad i učim , čitam knjige (svake prijestupne), vucaram se Zagrebom s nekim ljudićima...

Napišem još kad se sjetim...

Vidla sam na WebCounteru da se mora ostavit onaj link dolje za sponzore, a ja sam ga obrisala i to nije fer, jer nisam znala pa počinjem iznova poštenim putem brojat

(do tad je bilo 1897 posjetitelja od 16.07.2007.)

Ti si posjetitelj broj



od 05.11.2007. !

Evo tek tolko da i ja imam brojilo... -:)

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Konačno je došao:






Ljudići čije blogove čitam (abecednim redom da ne bi bilo zaš sam ja zadnji/a a svi su jednako super):

Barbie #2
°°the best friends°°
x...Billy Talent...x
bloody kiss-Sestrin novi blog
Burn it!
Ghotic Halls Of Shame
...I love fob...
ira
Luka
MALA KOJA VOLI GREEN DAY..............
mIsS sUiCiDe
simpathy
starkice, rock i simple plan!
metalac i punker
My Music!
P@NKERIC@
punkrockgrrrl
Rabbits Soul - Sestrin najnoviji blog
Smotani...
Violet Grimm
Witchy's Life-Sestrin stari blog

Malo muzike... What I love...

Bands I like (abecednim redom):
The Adicts
Anti-Flag
Arctic Monkeys
blink-182
The Bouncing Souls
Bowling For Soup
Brown Brigade
The Buzzcocks
The Casualties
The Clash
Dead To Me
Flogging Molly
Good Charlotte
Go Betty Go
Green Day
Juliette And The Licks
Me First And The Gimme Gimmes
MxPx
NOFX
The Operation M.D.
Orange
Rancid
The Resistance
The Sex Pistols
Sum 41
The Unseen
The Used
Western Addiction

MY HEROES:





Joan Jett - Joan Jett And The Blackhearts (gitara, glavni vokal)
Moj veliki uzor. Odlična gitaristica . Super frontwoman i pjevačica. Divim joj se. Plus, ima stila .





Chris #2 - Anti-Flag (bass, glavni vokal (na nekim pjesmama), prateći vokal)
Jedan od najboljih bassista na svijetu, ako ne i najbolji. Moj veliki modni uzor. Ima odlične bass dionice.





Chris Head - Anti-Flag (gitara, prateći vokal)
Odličan gitarist! Ljubitelj životinja. Na prvoj slici sa svojim psima.





Justin Sane - Anti Flag (gitara, glavni vokal (na nekim pjesmama), prateći vokal)
Moj veliki uzor. Izuzetno talentirani tekstopisac i skladatelj.





Pat Thetic - Anti-Flag (bubnjevi)
Tip je genijalac! Izvlači i najsloženije ritmove.





Bizzy D - Sum 41 (gitara, glavni vokal (gotovo uvijek), prateći vokal (rijetko))
Napiso je sve riffove za Sum 41... Super pjevač i skladatelj.





Cone - Sum 41 (bass, prateći vokal)
Ima svoj band The Operation M.D. s gitaristom Juliette And The Licksa. Super bassist.





Stevo 32 - Sum 41 (bubnjevi, glavni vokal (rijetko), prateći vokal)
Ovaj tip doslovno rastura bubnjeve ! Ludnica! On je jedan od najboljih bubnjara koje sam ikad čula i s ponosom ću reći možda uz Pat Thetica i najbolji. Odličan je, a ima i super glas! Koji talent!

NAJDRAŽI CRTIĆI (abecednim redom):



THE ADDAMS FAMILY
Crtić koji prati svakodnevnicu mračne obitelji Addams.





COUNT DUCKULA
Crtić o patku vampiru vegetarijancu.


Penelope Pitstop u vozilu The Compact Pussycat


Sargeant Blast i Private Meekly u vozilu The Army Surplus Special


The Slag Brothers; Rock i Gravel u vozilu The Builder Mobile


Muttley
WACKY RACES
Crtić o utrkama Wacky Racersa. Moj osobni favorit trenutno.

subota, 25.08.2007.

Piss me off before you go go...

Poslušala sam Underclass Hero i pre dobar je... Evo i sad ga slušam. Ima toliko pjesama s kojima se evo u ovom trenutku mogu poistovijetiti. Trenutno sam u komastičnom badu... Osjećam se jako patetično... I bolesno... I zlo mi je u trbuhu... I slušam Walking Disaster... Tako se i osjećam... Stavit ću je u box pa ćete vidjeti kako se fakat osjećam... Eh... I frendica mi je rekla da je počela slušat Thompsona il' kak se već njegovo ime piše... Nisam ziher jer nisam čula baš puno pjesama (sam sam neš malo načula), ali mislim da on propagira neke pre bolesne ideje o nacionalizmu... On mi je ono ko reinkarnacija hrvatskog Hitlera koji ne ratuje neg pjeva. Sada se bojim da se ja ne posvađam s njom ak' joj neš' kažem... Mislim, ja slušam: No Borders, No Flags, No nations... A ovo je ono Bog i Hrvati i niko više... Moj mali mozak ne može to podnjet'... Al oke... Preživjet ću... Ah pjesma Speak Of The Devil... Sad ću bit još više u bedu... Tak se osjećam. Neće me razveselit' ni moja voljena kišica ak pljusne iz ovih tmurnih predivnih sivih oblačića... Možda živčanim bez veze... Možda mi se bljuje bez razloga... Možda sam čovijek bez nekog većeg problema. Al' ovo fakat boli i proždire. Pusa ljudi... xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo Peace, Love, Unity, Freedom, Respect! OI! Love you...

P.S. Metro Lyrics mi ne radi za hosting pa ću stavit privremeno samo tu lyrics Walking Disastera.

Walking Disaster by Sum 41

I'm just a kid with no ambitions
Wouldn't come home for the world

Never know what I've become
The king of all that's said and done
The forgotten son

This city's buried in defeat
I walk along these no-name streets
Wave goodbye to home

As I fall...

At the dead-end I begin
To burn a bridge of innocence
Satisfaction guaranteed
A pillow-weight catastrophe

Our own mission nowhere bound
Inhibitions underground
A shallow grave I
Have dug all by myself

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong
All innocence is long gone
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief
Where I belong

A walking disaster
The son of all bastards
You regret you made me
It's too late to save me
(You regret you made me
It's too late to save me)

As far as I can tell
It's just voices in my head
Am I talking to myself?
'Cause I don't know what I just said

(And she said)
As far as where I fell
Maybe I'm better off dead
Am I at the end of nowhere
Is this as good as it gets?

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong
All innocence is long gone
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief
Where I belong

A walking disaster
The son of all bastards
You regret you made me
It's too late to save me
(To save me, to save me, to save me, ...)

To save me, to save me, to save me, to save me

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong
All innocence is long gone
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief
Where I belong

A walking disaster
The son of all bastards
You regret you made me
It's too late to save me

I will be home in a while
You don't have to say a word
I can't wait to see you smile
Wouldn't miss it for the world

I will be home in a while
You don't have to say a word
I can't wait to see you smile
Wouldn't miss it for the world

Deryck Whibley

nedjelja, 19.08.2007.

Put, filmovi, pištolji, nastupi...

U zadnjih tjedan dana bila sam i na Mljetu i u Austriji iz koje sam se vratila jučer...

Na Mljetu sam bila 2 tjedna što je bilo previše jer je otok bio toliko pust da je to bilo užasno... Ah... Šta ćeš... Ipak sam uspjela napravit neke fora fotke koje ću objavit na blogu kad ih skinem na komp... Sad sam previše lijena... Hehe... Uglavnom Mljet je bio djelomično i OK jer sam upoznala dvije zakon cure. Ako se netko od vas sprema ići na Mljet na 2 tjedna iskreno mislim da bi trebao skratiti odmor... Skoro sam zaboravila napomenuti da ima stravično puno osa. Jedna me na putu na plažu čak i ubola... Glupa stvorenja...

Jedan trenutak s putovanja mi ne izlazi iz glave... Na putu natrag kući bila sam i u Dubrovniku... Bila sam potištena i otišla sam sjesti sama na klupu... Uglavnom, ubrzo nakon toga u park je došao jedan stari gospodin s mnogo boca u staroj, prljavoj odjeći... Odložio je boce i ostvio samo kruh u ruci... Pomislila sam da će ga pojesti, ali je on počeo trgati kruh i bacati ga malim vrapčićima koji su se nalazili u parku. Bilo je to predivno. Čovijek koji jedva preživljava daje kruh vrapcima.

U Austriji u Grazu sam bila u hotelu di imaju muzej Arnolda Schwarzeneggera... Hehehe... Baš zakon...




U Grazu sam kupila majicu WWF-a tak da sam uz shopping i dala neke novce u dobrotvorne svrhe.




Jedna stvar koja me totalka muči (nevezano za putovanja) je to što djeci prodaju igračke pištolje, puške... To djecu uči ratu i ubijanju. To je odvratno... Što se mene tiče ja bih zabranila proavanje takvih nasilnih igračaka.




Jučer sam drugi put gledala predobrar film Keeping Mum ili Pssst... Nikome ni riječi... Film je predobar... Crna komedija... Pogledajte ga tko ima priliku.




Prekjučer sam dobila Underclass Hero... Još ga nisam poslušala zbog puta, al' kad ga poslušam javim vam kritike.

Za kraj ovog duuugog posta evo i tri veoma cool live nastupa...

Dead To Me - Don't Lie



Anti-Flag - This Is The End (For You My Friend)



The Ramones - Blitzkrieg Bop



Ovu zadnju pjesmu i cijeli post posvećujem °°barby°°.

Peace ljudi. I zapamtite... Oružje=rat! Power to the PEACEFUL!