Duboki spisi mladog mesnatog proizvoda
29.10.2005., subota
Belj
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Isse kako je ovaj zadnji post bio glup.... tak mi i treba kad pijem (ko smuk, haiku). Danas popodne prva svečana i prava proba s bendom u Zegeu. Sviramo kod nekog ludog dedice koji ima maricu i razgovarao sam s njim kad je bio napušen :). Možda nabavim koju halucinatnu gljivu. Mda svirat ćemo millencolin, green day i bad religion, a ja sam vokal. Ubit ću se s millencolinom al nema veze. Kasnije ćem ići na diskonektion u tvornicu na DEBELOG PRECJEDNIKAAAAA. Ko dođe nek me pozdravi, vjerojatno ću imat tuna majcu (ko puma sam kaj piše tuna). I da ovo je valjda prvi post u kojem pišem o budućnosti (u ovom slučaju što ću raditi poslije), a ne sadašnjost il prošlost, ono vau :) |
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23.10.2005., nedjelja
Bein' around
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I hodam ja tako jednoga dana ulicom i sretnem frenda kojeg nisam vidio već jedno bar dvije godine. I došla je nostalgija... Kako je to bilo prije srednje škole... staro društvo, zajedno pijemo alkohol, zajedno se zajebavamo pa i svađamo. I tako mi razgovaramo te shvatimo da smo se potpuno promijenili, jedan na bolje i jedan na goe, on je više manje postao klošar, a ja ko ja nastavio život. I kako smo svaki nastavili svojim putem meni je jedino ostalo u glavi kako je ta khm nostalgija nakon vau samo 2 god zaživjela, jer ipak osnovna škola, prve ljubavi, prva društva, prva pijača pa čak i cigarete(koje mrzim :(( ) te moja pank rock muzika, sve je to stečeno u OŠ. Meni bi bilo drago kad bi to društvo jednostavno zaboravio jer sam i previše bruka doživio i previše iskustva sakupio da mi je čak neugodno se toga sjećat, dok je istodobno lijepo se sjećati svega onoga što smo ZAJEDNO prošli. Pa stoga diana ako ovo čitaš znaj da smo bar prijatelji zauvijek a onaj prijatelj me je samo spomenuo na tebe. I tako će vrijeme proći, te ću ja kad ću vjerojatno imati i djecu i unuke, opet se sjetit ovoga te sa smješkom na licu zaspati uz zalazak sunca.... |
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11.10.2005., utorak
Ja vs Ja
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Alo pintar dolaz' iz birtije buraz!!! Ivane diži glavu s jastuka, wake jurself ap! Karlo piši blog! I tako sam ja morao pisati blog, što mogu kad su 3 na jednoga... Ukratko škola je koma..., napkon sam malo počeo učiti kad ono šok kolko gradiva ima a profači nemaju milosti, pa hej prošle godine kad uopće nisam učio znao sam za bolju ocjenu a sada kao da blejim u prazno na satu! Kravice ajmo mi na pašu MUUUUUUUU. E baš tako, i bijah ja prije tjedan dana u gardalanadu, and ges wat, sve je bezveze, kao za klince, a ja si sljedeći dan izmaknuo kralježak iz leđa, mda padoh s rola, puknoše kotač. I tak odmarao se tjedan dana i opet u aktivnost... po dućanima... a u izlozima.... hiaku :).... motori.... brm brm. Baš se nabrijavam da ipak uzmem kojeg... al sumnjam na to ... ... ... . I za kraj ono najmanje najvažnije jest to da postjaem vokal jednom bendu :))). Punkroker mali, tako bzo odrastam..... E sad sam faca kojemu se ćori te ćem spomenut da se nek pokušaju sporazumjet zagorac i slavonac i ak uspiju svaka im čast (probo, ne uspio, završio u ....). song of the week: Millencolin: NO CIGAR* Tell us where you're from, what you want to become. And we'll say if you're OK Where did you go to school? Right answer and you're cool, yeah, you're the kid the whole day You get a sticker in your face. Information about the case, so you know your potential. Don't you think you can extend. Don't you think you can extend, just comprehend. But I don't wanna hear it, no, it's more than I accept I don't care where I belong no more. What we share or not I will ignore. We will shut you out. We'll put you in doubt if you think that you're special. We'll tell you who you are. Tell you that you're close but no cigar. But, I don't wanna hear it, no, it's more than I accept. 'Cause I don't care where I belong no more. What we share or not I will ignore. And I won't waste my time fitting in. 'Cause I don't think contrast is a sin. What they say is... Go back where you came from. They'll tell you that but I don't wanna hear. No, I don't wanna hear. No, I don't wanna hear it. No, it's more than I accept. 'Cause I don't care where I belong no more. What we share or not I will ignore. And I won't waste my time fitting in. 'Cause I don't think contrast is a sin. No, it's not a sin. KEMP* I gotta learn how to lose and to choose my own wars I gotta understand it's not me against the world no more When you are sure as hell then I don't know You are so pure and well when I am low When you say ”Sure as hell!” then I say no A spoke in your wheel, yeah like a bugging fly A thorn in your side just like a constant red eye On being an ass I've really been a pro So can I say no?! I know I've tread on your toes and it shows who I am And all these situations and relations from the start they were damned I feel a need to stop when you say go I am indeed a flop if you say so I feel a need to stop so I say no A spoke in your wheel, yeah like a bugging fly A thorn in your side just like a constant redeye On being an ass I've really been a pro What can I say? Bad religion: "21st Century (Digital Boy)" I can't believe it, the way you look sometimes Like a trampled flag on a city street, oh yeah And I don't want it, the things you're offering me Symbolized bar code, quick ID, oh yeah Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy I don't know how to live but I've got a lot of toys My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual Ain't life a mystery? I can't explain it, the things you're saying to me It's going yayayayayayaya, oh yeah Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy I don't know how to read but I've got a lot of toys My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual Ain't life a mystery? Tried to tell you about no control But now I really don't know And then you told me how bad you had to suffer Is that really all you have to offer? Cuz I'm a 21st century digital boy I don't know how to live but I've got a lot of toys My daddy's a lazy middle class intellectual My mommy's on valium, so ineffectual Ain't life a mystery? I tak furam se da to naulim jer je to za svirku, yay. |
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Tko skuži svaka mu čast, i nadam se da će netko uopće skužit zašto ja i o ćemu pišem. (ni sam ne kužim al nema veze :)) Alkoholno: Cesarić na drugi način Votka poslije kiše Gle duplu votku poslije kiše Puna je kapi pa se njišem Votka po Votka k tom još dupla I ja sam drven poput trupla Kad se probudim ispod stola Pitam se dal' krv još mnome kola Kroz glavu tad prođe mi prvo da li sam čovjek ili drvo?
I ovak da se zna što mi sve slušamo!
Eto za muziku, ja sam sebe smatram alternativcem, nikakvim punkerom, metalcem ili slično. Jednostavno volim i dio metala i dio punka a ponajviše ska i rock. Najbolji bendovi i izvođači su mi: RADIOHEAD SCORPIONS LED ZEPPELIN THE DOORS AZRA PINK FLOYD DEEP PURPLE THE CURE U2 R.E.M. QUEEN DARKO RUNDEK (tj. HAUSTOR) DAMIR URBAN (LAUFER) BRYAN ADAMS To mi je najdraže, a ovako još par izvođača... tipa rammstein, ska-p, snapcase, asian dub foundation, debeli precjedni, six pack, blind guardian, hladno pivo, guns'n'roses, three doors down, oomph, coldplay, die ärzte, eagles, animals, letu štuke, oasis, P.O.D., phil collins, pennywise, snapcase, rise against, rage against the machine, rainbow, ramones, the clash, rhcp, robbie williams, the rolling stones, zabranjeno pušenje itd. Stvarno iam različit ukus i ponekad to ovisi o raspoloženju. Nikoga ne vrijeđam za muziku koju sluša, mada mi neku put neke stvari idu jako na živce al ipak to je normalno :D. I ovo je standard muzika za moje godine pa... nema nikakve rasprave. Evo dvije najdraže pjesme među svima, tj. tri :D. 1.Najjača pjesma svih vremena, STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN OD LED ZEPPELINA!. There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven. When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for. Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven. There's a sign on the wall But she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. In a tree by the brook There's a songbird who sings, Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it makes me wonder. There's a feeling I get When I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who standing looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. And it's whispered that soon If we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason. And a new day will dawn For those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter. If there's a bustle in your hedgerow Don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the May queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by But in the long run There's still time to change the road you're on. And it makes me wonder. Your head is humming and it won't go In case you don't know, The piper's calling you to join him, Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, And did you know Your stairway lies on the whispering wind. And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul. There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How ev'rything still turns to gold. And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last. When all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll. And she's buying a stairway to heaven. 2. Onda WIND OF CHANGE od scorpionsa. I folow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night Soldiers passing by Listening to the wind of change The world is closing in Did you ever think That we could be so close, like brothers The future's in the air I can feel it everywhere Blowing with the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change Walking down the street Distant memories Are buried in the past forever I folow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change The wind of change Blows straight into the face of time Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell For peace of mind Let your balalaika sing What my guitar wants to say Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change 3. I onda kjurovci i JUST LIKE HEAVEN... baš kao raj. "Show me how you do that trick The one that makes me scream" she said "The one that makes me laugh" she said And threw her arms around my neck "Show me how you do it And I promise you I promise that I'll run away with you I'll run away with you" Spinning on that dizzy edge I kissed her face and kissed her head And dreamed of all the different ways I had To make her glow "Why are you so far away?" she said "Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you That I'm in love with you" You Soft and only You Lost and lonely You Strange as angels Dancing in the deepest oceans Twisting in the water You're just like a dream Daylight licked me into shape I must have been asleep for days And moving lips to breathe her name I opened up my eyes And found myself alone alone Alone above a raging sea That stole the only girl I loved And drowned her deep inside of me You Soft and only You Lost and lonely You Just like heaven |
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