My art project

July 4, 2008 - No Responses

So, basically I need ideas for my art project for GCSE. I have the basic idea for my final outcome: animation like that done by Nick Park and Aardman studios; plasticine. With the characters in the style of Matt Greoning’s creations. The background/set would be to a Simpson’s affect, but with bright, vibrant, crazy colours using a pop art technique seen in Roy Liechtenstein and Andy Warhol’s works.

The animation would involve my family (Mom, Dad, Brother, Sister and me) and I need some kind of scenario to base it on… All ideas appreciated :D

~Samuel xox

A bit of change…

June 29, 2008 - No Responses

New layout for my blog. You will also notice the change in title and tagline, kinda sums this thing up, eh? : )

Ah well, pointless post I guess.

Samuel xox

So, hate me for this, but at least I made a point.

June 28, 2008 - 2 Responses

Right, so I’m gonna sound like a total prick and have a go at the church. I’ve been thinking about it, and it seems more and more as though they’re developing their own type of propaganda, attempting to brainwash people.

Many of you may have seen the signs and placards they have outside with messages for drivers to read. Before they seemed clever. Yet now, almost sinister. One has been bugging me: It shows the roundabout by which the sign is placed. Left Lichfield; right, somewhere else an then and arrow pointing to where the church would be and it was labeled “eternal love”. Like you will be guaranteed a perfect life if you worship god.

Another: “Know God Know Love” (Which is sinister in its own right) but then the “no”s are highlighted… What the motherfucking hell!!!!??? So unless you believe in Christianity you are incapable of loving? I’m sure there are millions of people willing to fight ’til death against that. That is just so irritating, that someone (or a group of people) believes that their imaginary, unproven lord and master is the very definition, and I what I concern the main point, of LIFE!!

Just one more prejudice statement for you to mull over. “A love in tennis is meaningless. A love in God is everything.” I’m not a fan of tennis myself but again.. What. the. FUCK!!?? Telling everyone to give up their hobbies and their lives to join the church. Might as well be “MAKE US YOUR LIFE THEN ROT IN A FUCKING HOLE!!” Just think about it people.

This may offend many people, but let’s just follow Tom’s bag, eh? Fuck religion : )

~Samuel xxx

Another rant

June 19, 2008 - One Response

I don’t know what the hell’s going on with me anymore… I can’t be bothered to anything at all… It seems as though my life is currently rather fucked up. Nothing actually makes sense at all; I appear to be just falling apart… fucking fabulous, here we go again… Looks like everyone is drifting away from me again, I can’t keep my mind on anything.

I know I’ve failed all my exams, I really can’t be bothered to do homework any more. Just to be painfully emo and prove I have little self-esteem; is there actually ANY point? No, I’m not going to kill myself -rolls eyes-

~Samuel

Does this offend you? DOES IT!!!??

June 16, 2008 - One Response

Gaaawwwwdd

June 16, 2008 - 3 Responses

It seems like at the moment, I appear to be involved in reverse karma as it were; every time anything good happens to me, something 10 times worse is bound to follow. For example, come to an agreement with my parents over something, then my computer decides to do everything but spontaneously combust and leave a pile of ash… Things like that appear to be happening a lot lately, but I suppose it makes the good times seem all the more sweet.

And nowadays, my parents appear to just be making stuff up to have a go at me. Though kudos to them for managing to make an hour long argument over hanging up my fucking hoody… I just can’t understand their logic. As anyone close to me will know, I hate my father with a vengeance, and to some extent my mother. To put it plainly, I’m God damn scared of him. Yes, I’m a wimp but I’m learning to stand up for myself in any situation. I manage to bat off most tears and fight ’til I can’t speak. He doesn’t deserve a view any more. OK, so I sound harsh and of course I love him in some twisted way, but I’m finding it harder and harder not to punch him in the face.

I’m finding that with many aggravating situations I’m in at the moment, and I hate it. I hate the fact that I want to settle an argument with violence, it’s just not who I am. But some people have just driven me to it. Some snide comment about the way I dress, my hair, the way I speak!! My own mother actually told me to fucking conform, I was tempted, to prove my point, to just get my razor and shave my head. I don’t dress like you, so what?? This probably IS just a phase, but damnit, it’s a phase I’m gonna go through whether some people like it or not.

This is sounding like I have a personal vendetta with everyone, I don’t, believe. I understand how you feel and that rules are for following, but to think you can fix it with a click of your fingers is just arrogant… Like my dad, I’m in my room crying and my mom actually manages to understand where I’m coming from, he overhears, barges in with a quick-fix answer and thinks it’s all done… Selfish prick… I just don’t get it at, I don’t get the angle he’s coming from, I don’t get how he thinks he is the supreme being, he’s got so many flaws, it’s just not funny. Well, maybe it is but eh :D

But yeah, I can’t be bothered to rant any longer, it’s not like anyone’s really gonna understand my wierd-ass point of view. I don’t even think I do.

~Samuel xox

Army Of Freshmen Gig

June 7, 2008 - One Response

I must start off by saying: “BEST. GIG. EVER!!”, not only did they have 3 awesome support bands, but they were fucking hilarious.

The first support band came on, and no one actually wanted to move, which was pretty funny; ’cause they were trying so hard XD There were a few die hard fans at the front who knew the words to pretty much every song they played. Before they played their last song, they talked about the other bands playing, and Falling Faster, the next band, got a bigger reaction than the headliners haha.

Falling Faster came on and everyone got really excited, to be fair, the band themselves looked pretty lifeless, but they played an awesome set and got everyone going. They looked kinda nervous, which was odd seeing as they were playing a hometown gig.  I met the lead singer, apparently I have a good handshake -Smug face-.

Then it was time for Frontline, and like 15 minutes before they actually came on, it was a chorus of “FRONTLINE!! -clap clap clap-” That nearly everyone joined into, making the atmosphere amazing. Once they finally did appear, they played a blinding set, and were the only support band I’ve EVER seen that got the crowd properly moving. I managed to meet all the guys and get an autograph from each on their EP :D They’re really nice guys. I think we all freaked them out though XD

Then it was time for Army of Freshmen… Chris is the craziest lead singer, just dancing around the stage not needing the mic because everyone was singing along. He threw himself to the barrier and crowd so many times I’ve lost count. He grabbed my arm and hand loads of times , the sweaty bastard XD Only kidding, it made me feel rather special :D he was amazing haha. Their songs were INCREDIBLE and with anthem-like choruses chanted by the crowd. They were really in tune with the people that had come out to see them. I don’t think I have ever been able to maintain my place in a mosh pit for a whole gig before, and I’m so glad I did.

£7 for the best night of my life :D

~Samuel xxx

The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus at the Birmingham Barfly

May 18, 2008 - No Responses

I understand that everyone in the world, just after they have been to a gig, will say “It was the best gig of my life”; I am one of those people. But the gig last night, truly was incredible. When Kill the Arcade came on, some dick in front of us wouldn’t stop waving ’til the lead singer got really pissed off (which was pretty funny, but you really wanted to just tap him on the back then punch him.) But the band themselves were pretty damn amazing; though no one dare get into it on fear of being rejected by people that didn’t like them haha.

Then Sherwood came on, legends XD I was really hoping they were good as I had just bought a CD of their’s outside in the queue. They turned out to be… meh… OK. But the keyboardist with his mighty afro, provided much entertainment with his bobbing and falling over LMAO.

The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, you could tell that everyone in the room had come to see them, the energy was amazing. Every song they played lead to serious amounts of crowd participation, though the first song, there was no moshing, just filming XD Apparently my bag acted as a totally other person as it go in the way, but once we got moshing, no one cared. It was incredible (Y)

Racism

May 15, 2008 - 2 Responses

Since when is “Baa baa black sheep” fucking racist!!?? There are sheep with black wool, but it seems that we are now to call them rainbow sheep, when was the last time you saw a god damn multicoloured sheep?… Does anyone else think that this makes absolutely no sense at all? There appears to be a taboo on the word “black”, every time I say the word “black” to describe something nowadays, some chav’ll go: “Ommmmm that’s racist!!” It’s not fucking racist, it’s a colour and an adjective; it just happens to be that people are black as well, despite actually being brown TBH.

Therefore, when describing the colour of my new jeans; what the hell do you suggest I say? People aren’t even allowed to say “black board” what the fucking hell… seriously?? So what colour is it then, genius? Sure as hell isn’t rainbow, that’s for sure. And by this logic, I should get offended any time someone uses the word “white”… but I don’t, I’m not even white!! I’m like beige… sorta…

I’m not even gonna continue this, I’m allowed to use the word “black” OK? FFS…

~Samuel

My Nightmares Are Filled With People Like Him

May 14, 2008 - One Response

My nightmares are filled with people like him,
Never a sweet dream with him around,
Wake up in cold sweats at 3AM,
Breathing heavy as I plummet back into calm.

Fall back into some twisted memory,
Tangled up with things yet to happen,
No safety net, nowhere to run,
Just staring into those demonic eyes.