i barely ever write anything here any more. it’s because im actually busy, i actually live most of me life now.
it’s funny how sometimes almost nothing happens for days, it’s the same routine over and over and over again. and then one day out of blue everything starts Happening. things get changed. today and yesterday were of the latter kind. i got a lot of news from completely different sources today. actually it was tree pieces of information rather than news. the real events happened weeks or maybe even months ago. two were bad and one was good. i dont know if they evened out, i dont know how much to care about any of them. they may mean everything or nothing at all.
i cant stop reflecting on them. i m sitting in my room, im dringking tea. im listening to this song by ghinzu from their new album, it’s called this light. “would anybody close my eyes? would anybody shut me down?”
im in overdrive, seriously, i need to chill. i want to go to strangelove next thursday. its the best place to go to in toronto (thanks ira!)
and now i will take a hot shower, make some more tea, plug in my old fender amp into the wall and let it fukc my neighbours brain for a little while.
Can’t say that it’s been that great No, in fact it’s been a wasted worried year…
J.W.
how do i feel about this year? i think it was full of absolutely amazing, beautiful moments. i discovered so much i can barely imagine how it could all fit into twelve tiny months. every person i met, every friend i made, some very special moments i will never forget. at least i hope i won’t have to.
because in the end it turns out that it’s not about how much good stuff you have happening to you. sometimes it’s all the other way around. it’s all about what else happened. some things are just to hard to put a weight to. they don’t balance out.
and when i’m sitting in my room. and thinking about the time that passed since last December.. and i recall the battles i won, i recall all the happy moments, some of them were truly the happiest moments of my life, no hypocrisy here. but i just can’t stop think about it as a year of a lost war.. and emptiness and death. and now when it’s past midnight and now that’s completrely helpless i am going to say it out loud: it’s been a truly bad year. even with all the incredible things that happened.
we are all in the year 2009 now. and i love you all, you, people! well i mean i think you know if i mean you. if you’re not sure i probably do=)
and finally, here’s a song i’m listening to as this year comes to an end and the new one begins:
a new song. i wrote it this june but it wasnt finished and now i think i’m ready to start recording it. it’s about time, especially since my mic will finally be back from repair next week! (at least i really hope it will..)
so the song is called Angels, because of the bridge. and im intentionally not calling it chorus, it’s two repetitive, it carries a bid deal of rhythmic purpose, it’s not nearly what a chorus should be, and it’s not. but enough with the technicalities, no one really cares about them anyway this is the most emo i have ever gotten.. and yes, The North Way can now be officially tagged as an acoustic emo project. because what can possibly be more emo than this:
The North Way – Angels
you can feel the helpless beat inside you
every breath you take just slips away
every town you go to is a drive-through
and all the voices whisper is ‘pray!’
Bridge
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angels called you on the phone
when you were home alone
angels called you on the phone
when you were home alone
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{instrumental}
turning down the friends who call you ‘buddy’
sleeping with a ghost deep in your soul
working overtime for money, hiding
waiting for the one last wake up call
Bridge
pick up girls slip through your hands as honey
leaving you a smell of cheap champagne
lights that lead you through the dark are blinding
and gain to be obtained is only pain
Bridge
{instrumental}
you can learn the helplessness inside you
every breath you take just slips away
every town you go to is a drive-through
roads lead up to heaven anyway
прочитал сегодня статью про яна николенко. статья в целом конечно не нейтральная но и не приторно-сладкая. последняя часть написана самим яном.
статья собственно говоря тех времён когда он играл и со сплином и с сетями.
вот она http://www.mtv.ru/idols/_s/seti.wbp
собственно это mtv, то есть довольно жёлтая пресса. но тем не менее звучит она опять же не слишком плохо. не могу сказать что она мне понравилась но по крайней мере не вызвала моментального рвотного рефлекса.
так или иначе мне удалось узнать кое что для себя и подтвердить своё мнение о том что ян за человек. конечно пока я с ним лично не знаком я выводов за глаза не хочу делать. но вообще что я могу сказать так это то что у человека есть свои взгляды на которые он более чем имеет право и люди которые его поносят за чём свет вряд ли это осознают. разумеется без него сплин стал другой группой. но это уже не его проблемы. а что до его творчества.
это простые стихи. и по русски и по английски простые. поп музыка. трэвис? на майспэйсе он указан.. но я его не чувствую. вообще сравнивать я не люблю. так что не буду. но это простые песни в большинстве своём. и тем не менее в них есть свои фишки. из всего что мне удалось послушать – смайл это самая ништячная тема.
лично мне творчество яна и его сеteй не очень близко. но послушать пару раз альбом очень даже приятно.
this is the most emo i have ever gotten.. and yes, The North Way can now be officially tagged as an acoustic emo project. because what can possibly be more emo than this:
