And here I was, thinking I had suffered enough as a teenager...
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Thursday, May 05, 2011
Needless to say, say it anyway...
It's been a bit quiet around here recently. Don't have any real 'inspiration' so no urge to write new stuff for my blog.
I have also activated my Facebook-page. I can remember joining Facebook years and years ago but I never did much with it. I had my weblog and also was quite suspicious about privacy issues on Facebook. That must surely have been clairvoyance... ;)
Let me see; after the last non-lyrics entry our town was shook up by that young idiot shooting down people at the local mall. I really don't have anything to add to that which has already been said so I won't even try.
Also we were having trouble with our one remaining cat, who turned out to be pregnant but from a still born kitten. She had to be operated on and I must say that the vet did an excellent job as always.
We are now looking for a kitten to keep Katie company. Not only did she lose her offspring but she(we) also lost her older brother about 7 weeks ago, so she is feeling somewhat alone.
As for the rest: I 'rebuilt' my acoustic guitar; new strings, a good clean-up and check-up, that sort of stuff. The neck of my guitar had been slightly twisted by natural causes(it is after all over 30 years old) so it was hard to play in tune across the whole neck. High notes would tend to be off key a bit. It was the reason I did not play for some time(years). So I was really delighted to find that the neck has 'twisted back'. It may be the influence of the weather and the storage cabinet, I don't know. What I do know is that I can now play nicely in tune up to at least the 9th fret. Which is more than enough for me as I don't really do acoustic solo's.
I also bought a digital guitar tuner which brings me to the next subject :
I got myself my first Smart Phone. I used to work with an old Palm Treo that a friend gave me. About a week ago I decided to, for the first time in many many years, treat myself to something new. I am now the owner of an HTC Incredible S with 8GB storage(though that will be 16GB later this month). An excellent phone, I can recommend it. Especially the sound is crisp and clear, which is what you want when you're hard of hearing.
In fact; the audio applications are quite good and I found what I consider to be the best one : 'PlayerPro'.
(The content displayed in this picture bears no relation to my own collection)
What does this phone have to do with buying a guitar tuner? Well of course I went to the Android Market to see what they have on offer, and I found a really excellent guitar tuning application for free.
It is better in quiet circumstances than in a smokey and noisy bar so I will keep the separate hardware tuner for live purposes. Still; it works beautifully and is incredibly sensitive.
It is better in quiet circumstances than in a smokey and noisy bar so I will keep the separate hardware tuner for live purposes. Still; it works beautifully and is incredibly sensitive.
And as for the rest; we are just surviving here.
Sometimes one should not aspire to greater things than just be.
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
Good lyrics
I have often told you stories
About the way
I lived the life of a drifter
Waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand
And sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
Come lay with me love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be...
A soldier of fortune
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old
When nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thougt my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here
Now I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be...
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
About the way
I lived the life of a drifter
Waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand
And sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
Come lay with me love me
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be...
A soldier of fortune
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old
When nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thougt my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here
Now I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be...
A soldier of fortune
Yes, I can hear the sound
Of a windmill goin' 'round
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Good lyrics for late at night when your knee is killing you
Here comes the helicopter -- second time today
Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
How many kids they've murdered only God can say
If I had a rocket launcher...I'd make somebody pay
I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate
I don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
And when I talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would retaliate
On the Rio Lacantun, one hundred thousand wait
To fall down from starvation -- or some less humane fate
Cry for guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would not hesitate
I want to raise every voice -- at least I've got to try
Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes.
Situation desperate, echoes of the victims cry
If I had a rocket launcher...Some son of a bitch would die
Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
How many kids they've murdered only God can say
If I had a rocket launcher...I'd make somebody pay
I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate
I don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
And when I talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would retaliate
On the Rio Lacantun, one hundred thousand wait
To fall down from starvation -- or some less humane fate
Cry for guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would not hesitate
I want to raise every voice -- at least I've got to try
Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes.
Situation desperate, echoes of the victims cry
If I had a rocket launcher...Some son of a bitch would die
Thursday, April 14, 2011
A work in progress...
Mayonnaise
The acid stench is revolting
and the factory is ablaze
There on the floor were every day
she closes pots of mayonnaise
When she quits around five fifteen
And leaves for home for the day
6.000 pots of mayonnaise
sit neatly in their trays
Out of breath and a bit smelly
She reeks of sweat and vinegar
In a hurry to the station
to catch the Intercity train
If that train is not delayed
she arrives six twenty eight
Because the offices close early
She had to stand up all the way
She eats her food without tasting
Tonight they're having leek
She gets the chips,
and automatically
adds mayonnaise...
That night she skips her dance class
Too tired she doesn't want to go
She browses through the lady's mag
there's nothing there she wants to know
Her husband has no news today
She goes to bed not too late
She is in bed around eleven
Tomorrow is an early day
The train, the time-clock , the canteen
The loo-break once an hour
And all the while
6.000 pots of mayonnaise
saved from going sour
She always closes the same number
She's good at the assembly line
Once a month a bit worse
because the loo breaks take more time
Mayonnaise
The acid stench is revolting
and the factory is ablaze
There on the floor were every day
she closes pots of mayonnaise
When she quits around five fifteen
And leaves for home for the day
6.000 pots of mayonnaise
sit neatly in their trays
Out of breath and a bit smelly
She reeks of sweat and vinegar
In a hurry to the station
to catch the Intercity train
If that train is not delayed
she arrives six twenty eight
Because the offices close early
She had to stand up all the way
She eats her food without tasting
Tonight they're having leek
She gets the chips,
and automatically
adds mayonnaise...
That night she skips her dance class
Too tired she doesn't want to go
She browses through the lady's mag
there's nothing there she wants to know
Her husband has no news today
She goes to bed not too late
She is in bed around eleven
Tomorrow is an early day
The train, the time-clock , the canteen
The loo-break once an hour
And all the while
6.000 pots of mayonnaise
saved from going sour
She always closes the same number
She's good at the assembly line
Once a month a bit worse
because the loo breaks take more time
Sunday, April 10, 2011
09/04/2011 - Target
Uptown - downtown
No one's fussy I'm a target
Black, white - day, night
No one's fussy I'm a target
Some people say I'm crazy
Walking in this neighborhood
Say you can't be too careful
But that won't do no good
I'm no one special
But any part of town
Someone could smile at me then
Shake my hand then gun me down
Uptown - downtown
No one's fussy I'm a target
Black, white - day, night
No one's fussy I'm a target
Some people say I'm crazy
Living in this crazy town
I say maybe you're just lazy
Got to either swim or drown
I know what I'm doing
I'm happy day to day
But then something happens
Takes my nerve away
Uptown - downtown
No one's fussy I'm a target
Black, white - day, night
No one's fussy I'm a target
No one's fussy I'm a target
Black, white - day, night
No one's fussy I'm a target
Some people say I'm crazy
Walking in this neighborhood
Say you can't be too careful
But that won't do no good
I'm no one special
But any part of town
Someone could smile at me then
Shake my hand then gun me down
Uptown - downtown
No one's fussy I'm a target
Black, white - day, night
No one's fussy I'm a target
Some people say I'm crazy
Living in this crazy town
I say maybe you're just lazy
Got to either swim or drown
I know what I'm doing
I'm happy day to day
But then something happens
Takes my nerve away
Uptown - downtown
No one's fussy I'm a target
Black, white - day, night
No one's fussy I'm a target
Friday, April 08, 2011
Friday's lighter side
Stuff with a lighter touch that I found on the web.
Naked Man Shoots SWAT Robot With AK-47
Aussie scientists test first space beer
Man tries to light hearing aid (huh?)
(also read Mr. Mast's comment!)
The cook has lost it!
Aww.... what a nice little Kanga!
Essential Beer Update!
Baby they should name a Hurricane after you...
Introducing; The Beer Bike
Oh.My.God.The.Germans!
And one more update because it's just too weird to let go...
Enjoy...
A brilliant extension to solve a problem...
Regarding the impending shutdown of the American government here is an article that I really enjoyed.
"If we are indeed fated to have a government shutdown, then it should not just be the 800,000 federal employees who bear the brunt. We should also have a Shutoff, under which all legislators in Congress, as well as the president himself, have their pay, pension contributions, health insurance, travel expenses, accommodation perks, and all their myriad other benefits suspended for the period of the shutdown.
If the rest of government is shut down, so should they be. If the president wants to use Air Force One during the Shutoff, he should be expected to pay for it himself, as he's not our responsibility as a government employee during a shutdown.
The speed with which this draconian but eminently logical and fair provision will concentrate all politicians' minds onto coming up with a deal would, I suspect, be astonishing."
"If we are indeed fated to have a government shutdown, then it should not just be the 800,000 federal employees who bear the brunt. We should also have a Shutoff, under which all legislators in Congress, as well as the president himself, have their pay, pension contributions, health insurance, travel expenses, accommodation perks, and all their myriad other benefits suspended for the period of the shutdown.
If the rest of government is shut down, so should they be. If the president wants to use Air Force One during the Shutoff, he should be expected to pay for it himself, as he's not our responsibility as a government employee during a shutdown.
The speed with which this draconian but eminently logical and fair provision will concentrate all politicians' minds onto coming up with a deal would, I suspect, be astonishing."
Thursday, April 07, 2011
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
Water, water, Oh Lovely Pure Sparkling Water!
Decided to go take it easy for a while. No more 'extreme beering' in the cafe for now, no more super late nights, just a bit of relaxation and some guitar rehearsals at home.
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
Quote of the week
"In his indispensable book “America Alone,” Mark Steyn records how British Gen. Sir Charles Napier handled India’s tradition of “suttee” — the practice of burning widows to death in their husband’s funeral pyre. He told the locals:
“You say that it is your custom to burn widows. Very well. We also have a custom: When men burn a woman alive, we tie a rope around their necks and we hang them. Build your funeral pyre; beside it, my carpenters will build a gallows. You may follow your custom. And then we will follow ours."
“You say that it is your custom to burn widows. Very well. We also have a custom: When men burn a woman alive, we tie a rope around their necks and we hang them. Build your funeral pyre; beside it, my carpenters will build a gallows. You may follow your custom. And then we will follow ours."
I must have broken a million G-strings...
I have not made music for quite some time. Focussed much more on the DJ-ing and on discovering music that I had missed over the years. Especially the journey into very old Blues was enlightening; from Blind Willie Johnson via Elmore James to the modern bluesmen, it's a very logical progression once you take the time to listen to all of it.
So now I want to actually finally definitely really pick up the acoustic guitar again. And I break a string in the first 5 minutes. I guess strings that are older than 5 years are no good anymore...
Oh well, it's a good excuse to go check out the new local guitar shop.
So now I want to actually finally definitely really pick up the acoustic guitar again. And I break a string in the first 5 minutes. I guess strings that are older than 5 years are no good anymore...
Oh well, it's a good excuse to go check out the new local guitar shop.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Goodbye Quark
After having been with us for 11 years and three months, one of our two cats(Quark) wandered off some 18 or 19 days ago. We received word yesterday that he was found - dead - on the 10th of March, so I guess it didn't take him long to go.
We would have liked to have him around for a little while longer, but I guess as the Great Kurt Vonnegut said; 'So it goes'.
We would have liked to have him around for a little while longer, but I guess as the Great Kurt Vonnegut said; 'So it goes'.
There's a feeling I get when I look to the sky
as if you are there watching, somehow you hear every word
You were with us for a while, it was such a short time
But we told you we loved you, hoping somehow you heard
We hope you heard.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Blatant Self Promotion - Chapter 425
I found this one picture of me at a Karaoke(or rather a 'Live Singing Contest'). ONE decent picture!
Djezus, it ain't easy to put me on celluloid and make me look unlike a complete dork...
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Exit Liz; Why Martha! Your Sunday chapel dress!
Elizabeth Taylor, wife of the late great Richard Burton, dies age 79.
Martha: I swear, if you existed, I'd divorce you.
Martha: Look, sweetheart, I can drink you under any goddamn table you want, so don't worry about me.
Martha: I hope that was an empty bottle, George! You can't afford to waste good liquor, not on YOUR salary!
Martha: You make me puke.
George: That wasn't a very nice thing to say, Martha.
George: Martha, in my mind you're buried in cement right up to the neck. No, up to the nose, it's much quieter.
George: You take the trouble to construct a civilization, to build a society based on the principles of... of principle. You make government and art and realize that they are, must be, both the same. You bring things to the saddest of all points, to the point where there is something to lose. Then, all at once, through all the music, through all the sensible sounds of men building, attempting, comes the Dies Irae. And what is it? What does the trumpet sound? Up yours.
Martha: George and Martha: Sad, sad, sad.
Church and State
The separation of church and state does not seem to be garantueed any longer in the USA.
http://www.theblaze.com/stories/did-shariah-law-just-work-its-way-into-a-florida-court/
http://www.theblaze.com/stories/did-shariah-law-just-work-its-way-into-a-florida-court/
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
YES! There are still people who can be annoyed by bad lyrics!
Straight from the heart, I must say.
"Baby, baby, baby ohh
Like baby, baby, baby noo
Like baby, baby, baby ohh
I thought you'd always be mine"
Indeed... hmmmm....
Or this little world famous 'gem' ;
"Imma be, Imma be - Imma imma Imma be/ Imma be, Imma be - Imma imma Imma be/ Imma be, Imma be - Imma imma Imma be/ Imma be be be be Imma imma be/ Imma be be be be Imma imma be/ Imma be be be be Imma imma be"
(I could go on, but I'll spare you.)
Or this little world famous 'gem' ;
"Imma be, Imma be - Imma imma Imma be/ Imma be, Imma be - Imma imma Imma be/ Imma be, Imma be - Imma imma Imma be/ Imma be be be be Imma imma be/ Imma be be be be Imma imma be/ Imma be be be be Imma imma be"
(I could go on, but I'll spare you.)
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Going back a bit.
Just went back from Windows 7 to Windows XP. Windows 7 just asks too much of my old faithful PC(Pentium IV - 1GB - onboard sound and video, no cards whatsoever).
Still... while 'nicing up' the new installation I managed to find a stunning NASA background.
Still... while 'nicing up' the new installation I managed to find a stunning NASA background.
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
What would Richard Feynman do?
An excellent link I received from a friend.
Don't fuck with scientists!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)