Wednesday, 15 January 2014

Wednesday, 13 March 2013

_Accuracy Development.

Accuracy development is one thing on my list of things to work on.

Monday, 4 March 2013


Creating noise is 24/7 recently. I get like this sometimes. Almost obsessed with original noise rather than mixes too. Confidence has grown rapidly in linking the claps, but it's been set aside for personal creation. I'm shit but I refuse to give up. Lack of tools and idea sees me spend endless hours in front of a screen hearing the same loop repeat through MOS phones until it sounds good inside the skull. Regardless of praise from others or an impressive outcome, happiness levels rise with a posthaste uniform.

Disliking 'New Garage' has been a negative matter due to my hate for hipsters. They look like they need a wash and piss me off… Refusing to project as it makes a better person.

Hitler said:

"They will come in wearing their stupid outfits thinking they are cool, wearing denim shorts and f***ing woo-woo hair styles, shaved on one side. Christ all mighty will someone tell them what they look like?!… Like a one legged rabbit that's been hit by a f***ing Volvo… And they class themselves as f***ing cool! F***ing cool?… I'm f***ing cool. I like REAL deep house! Bunch of twats. I bet they don't even know who f***ing Derrick Carter is!… Or where the f**k the word House came from. These sheep don't have a f***ing clue about music, they just want to look cool."

Unfortunately he was right.

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

_Selfish Reality.

"The demand to be loved is the greatest of all arrogant presumptions." - Nietzsche

You find out someone dislikes you:

1. You get the urge to ask them why and you'll even treat them extra special to get them to like you… Making yourself feel better. (Selfish)

2. You'll get angry at them, and you'll start disliking them just because they don't like you. (Selfish)

3. You'll never admit that it bothers you to keep face, even though it really does. (Selfish)

4. Being honest enough to admit these things about yourself is a step closer to not having people dislike you. (Reality)

Friday, 15 February 2013

_Cutting Circles.

Toast has been cut but not into squares or triangles. Purchasing is discontinued. Home is home. Tivo is recording. Lack of upload is unsatisfactory.

Constant development at the core but lack of hours in the day to keep everything at a level of appeased equality. This troubles me with frustration. Moments of realisation that the concept of invisibility isn't real does the same. An attempt to keep those thoughts at a minimum is on a constant multistory effort.

Always wanting to better myself is a positive quality as well as a negative trait that comes at the price of self destruction. A cloud of irony is above the vicious circle of attempted improvement. The circle of repetitive content that sits on this particular Google server also sits along side the destruction halo, bringing the clear conclusion that progress in execution is at a standstill while strangely appearing as though there is constant development?… Mind Blowing.

Black Mirror is Nang. Charlie Brooker has laid the foundations of a compelling thoughts garden, the same way as Dan Millman has.

Persistently thinking causes lack of sleep. Creative minds must have higher stress levels. Constantly creating on a journey that never gets closer to the destination.

Try and live IN the moment. Be happy and that.

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

_H2O Toast.

Living is happening. Routine yet to be established. Toast digestion is high, similar to education days in the capital, a habit I don't intend on keeping. Festivities have been and gone, while the little black box of beauty finds itself a new home like me. Drying garms currently falls under the category of trial and error until one masters the evaporation of H2O. Frogs and stripes are on the horizon, with butterflies making a timely appearance. Only now thought of snails though.

Friday, 14 December 2012


Packing up to leave for another abode up the road. Memories become visual when opening things that are looked at every day but are only touched every 6 years… before vanishing into the shiny black reticule that begins its journey to somewhere I don't particularly care about.

Online updates within the 140 bracket seem to result in a long pause between sick content. Even though my head is constantly operational, frequency leans in the favour of little and often. These gatherings from inside are more pleasurable though. Aiming to withdraw in a semi step back fashion, reducing use of the bird while still very much keeping the wings spread.

Settling within the mind is something that happens in time, wisdom and experience seem appealing but impossible in the current. Short fuse thoughts and knee jerk decisions create the unreliable out of control character in comparison with what years bring us. Interesting how that happens to most.