People who say that war can never be abolished because it has occurred for as long as humans have been on the earth don't seem to get it. Slavery had been part of human society for thousands and thousands of years, and in 1833 it was abolished, all across the world. Revolutions have swept across countries and have completely changed the way people lead their lives.
It's not that war cannot be abolished, because it most certainly can, it's that the politicians and the dictators don't want to prevent the destruction of the human race because they can make money out of it. The selfish bastards in the government are sabotaging the future of our entire species, our entire existence because they can make a profit by killing innocent people. It's sickening, and we must make a change. It's possible to chance society so drastically; it's happened in the past.
Saturday, 23 June 2012
Sunday, 17 June 2012
As promised...
The music industry is the thing, the entity that makes me most angry. The fact that 'popular' music nowadays isn't about the music makes me sick. It's about the profit the record labels get by ramming dreadful 'musicians' down our throats. If you listen to the radio, something like Heart, you'll be able to hear it - corny, autotuned drivel by some so called singer who is talking about a girl they broke up with or a boy who broke up with them. It's bullshit, all of it. I'm not going to enforce my music taste upon my friends; they can like whatever music they want to like, but it makes me rather upset that the only emotions popular music ever portrays are sadness and love. That's it. Every single song on the radio nowadays is a four chord song will all synthesised instruments with some bloke nobody has ever heard of talking about how he'd take a bullet for his girl.
I'm not saying that there shouldn't be love songs, of course not, but I see music as a way of conveying all feelings, all emotions. For someone to hear an angry song and say 'Ew, it's shouty, I don't like it' makes me sick to my stomach. Angry music, in my opinion, is the best kind of music. Being able to crank your speakers up as loud as they can go and just belt lyrics at the top of your voice for all to hear is the most fantastic feeling in the world, and I can tell you it's all the more satisfying to scream 'WE ARE FUCKING ANGRY' to whoever the hell is listening. I never liked the King Blues, until, rather ironically, they split up. The message they send feels a lot more personal than, say, Shikari. They were just regular people tackling regular issues, but at the same time they created fantastic, angry music that I could scream myself if I was down. The same goes for Architects, who were a victim of being throttled by their record label. The Here and Now to any true Architects fan was a pile of wank, and they were commissioned into creating it by their company. They hated the album themselves, and I for one am so happy they've found a way of creating music by their rules again. Some songs on Daybreaker are so angry, and some others are so emotional, it's just brilliant.
I guess that defines a truly fantastic musician - the talent and the creativity to make music that doesn't all sound the same, that doesn't fit one genre and that doesn't sound like complete shit. The fact that all music nowadays is manufactured to fit the style of music the majority of the populace enjoys... It makes me fear for the future of music. There will always be true musicians, but they are getting pushed further and further under the blanket of unoriginal shit being force fed to us.
There are three lines by The King Blues, that mean more to me than almost any other.
'So shine your light so bright, that all can see,
Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be.
Throw your fist in the air, in solidarity, and shout "Viva la punk, just one life, anarchy!"'
I'm not saying that there shouldn't be love songs, of course not, but I see music as a way of conveying all feelings, all emotions. For someone to hear an angry song and say 'Ew, it's shouty, I don't like it' makes me sick to my stomach. Angry music, in my opinion, is the best kind of music. Being able to crank your speakers up as loud as they can go and just belt lyrics at the top of your voice for all to hear is the most fantastic feeling in the world, and I can tell you it's all the more satisfying to scream 'WE ARE FUCKING ANGRY' to whoever the hell is listening. I never liked the King Blues, until, rather ironically, they split up. The message they send feels a lot more personal than, say, Shikari. They were just regular people tackling regular issues, but at the same time they created fantastic, angry music that I could scream myself if I was down. The same goes for Architects, who were a victim of being throttled by their record label. The Here and Now to any true Architects fan was a pile of wank, and they were commissioned into creating it by their company. They hated the album themselves, and I for one am so happy they've found a way of creating music by their rules again. Some songs on Daybreaker are so angry, and some others are so emotional, it's just brilliant.
I guess that defines a truly fantastic musician - the talent and the creativity to make music that doesn't all sound the same, that doesn't fit one genre and that doesn't sound like complete shit. The fact that all music nowadays is manufactured to fit the style of music the majority of the populace enjoys... It makes me fear for the future of music. There will always be true musicians, but they are getting pushed further and further under the blanket of unoriginal shit being force fed to us.
There are three lines by The King Blues, that mean more to me than almost any other.
'So shine your light so bright, that all can see,
Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be.
Throw your fist in the air, in solidarity, and shout "Viva la punk, just one life, anarchy!"'
Thursday, 14 June 2012
Sunday, 20 May 2012
The educational system is one big pile of wank.
Because of the ridiculous rules and regulations that our society has set on everyone, kids these days aren't having their hopes and dreams catered to, they're being throttled by the system into being 'acceptable' human beings. And it's just bullshit. I've seen the extent of our educational trickery first hand, when I was off in year 9 and the Educational Welfare Officer came round my house, and said that if I wasn't in school within the next week, we'd be taken to court. Of course, my parents and I pretty much said 'Fuck you' to her, and we didn't go to court.
I keep saying the word system, but I don't care. The system is built on blackmail and threats, when it should be built on hopes for the future. Our generation are the future of the human race, and the way we're going it'll become another generation fuelled by war and hatred, and the government isn't going to do anything about it. The schools and institutions only care about grades and league ratings, and I guess if you count that as a measurement for success, then we're doing really well. But at what cost? Kids are being moulded into soulless, mindless drones just working and sleeping, working and sleeping, until the day they die. And they can't do anything about it because most of them are already too mindless to see what is being done to them!
More people need to become aware of what our government is doing to us kids, so we can make a difference. Think about it, if kids actually rose up and challenged the system, we could get something changed. If the government ignored the demands of the people actually in the educational tunnel, then everyone would be aware and everything would change. So it's a win-win if we rise up. The government responds, we get a better education and better lives. We get ignored, adults respond and hopefully change things. It needs to be done, and I am going to do my hardest to get this message out.
I keep saying the word system, but I don't care. The system is built on blackmail and threats, when it should be built on hopes for the future. Our generation are the future of the human race, and the way we're going it'll become another generation fuelled by war and hatred, and the government isn't going to do anything about it. The schools and institutions only care about grades and league ratings, and I guess if you count that as a measurement for success, then we're doing really well. But at what cost? Kids are being moulded into soulless, mindless drones just working and sleeping, working and sleeping, until the day they die. And they can't do anything about it because most of them are already too mindless to see what is being done to them!
More people need to become aware of what our government is doing to us kids, so we can make a difference. Think about it, if kids actually rose up and challenged the system, we could get something changed. If the government ignored the demands of the people actually in the educational tunnel, then everyone would be aware and everything would change. So it's a win-win if we rise up. The government responds, we get a better education and better lives. We get ignored, adults respond and hopefully change things. It needs to be done, and I am going to do my hardest to get this message out.
Saturday, 12 May 2012
I'm gonna get this out of the way early.
This is going to sound extremely pretentious, but Enter Shikari have pretty much changed my life. Maybe not in a very noticeable way, but my outlook on pretty much everything has been changed drastically. They've opened my eyes to the state our society is in, and how fragile our economy, our government, our world is.
My friends, if they ever read this, will mock me for this post, I know they will, but I don't really care, because I just need to say what I'm about to write. I used to absolutely hate Shikari, back in 2006 or something when my friend had their demos and I said 'The singer can't sing and he uses the crappy emo scream'. I hated the electronics, I hated Rou's vocals, I hated the guitar and everything. Then, one day in 2010, my brother came home from uni, sat on my bed and said 'Enter Shikari are really good'. I mocked him and laughed at this ridiculous statement, and thought nothing of it. Then we were going to Matalan or something and he brought Take to the Skies in the car. I didn't really enjoy much of it, till mum went into the shop on her own and it was just me and Jon. He put on the end of Enter Shikari and Interlude 2, saying stuff like 'This "Standing like Statues" theme recurs through the whole album', and stuff like that. I still was being a stubborn little arsehole, until he put on OK, Time for Plan B, and at first I thought 'Yeah yeah, same old Shitkari', but then the bridge came on, and I remember looking up a bit, then the breakdown hit and Jon had put the bass on the car's speakers as high as they could go (and subsequently broke them). I was pretty much blown away by how mental it was, and then when Closing came on and the recurring lyrics hit home, I was taken aback at how well thought out the album actually was. Still, mum then came back and I still said that the band were shit.
It was only in about November 2010, when Jon was back at uni, that I kept catching myself humming the synth of OK, Time for Plan B and the chorus of Sorry, You're Not a Winner. I did what I never thought I'd do and bought Plan B on iTunes, and listened to it properly. Safe to say I was fucking hooked. I loved every part of the song, and my outlook on the band changed significantly. I waited and waited, just listening to that one song till Jon came back from uni for Christmas, and he brought TTTS. I put it onto my iTunes and remember listening to it on my paper round. There were a few songs I really hated at the time (No Sssweat springs to mind), but others I loved and I was pretty glad I'd discovered a decent band. I still hated Common Dreads and Destabilise when Jon showed me it; I thought it just sounded like Who Wants to be a Millionaire. I said that they were too focused on the electronics and weren't heavy enough. This was all until I was just scanning the iTunes store one day and I came across Zzzonked, and listened to the 30 second preview of it and I was rather impressed, to say the least. I bought it and like Plan B listened to it for hours on end until Jon came back with Common Dreads and whacked it on my iTunes. The bit, the bit in Solidarity changed my outlook of Common Dreads, because I realised it was just as good as Take to the Skies. So by then I considered myself a fan of Shikari, though I didn't listen to the message of their songs.
It was only when Quelle Surprise was released and Jon went to an intimate gig (ONE WEEK BEFORE MY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY) that I actually listened to the band. I was suddenly in tune with their message, their values, and my respect for them, and for Rou in particular, sky rocketed. They became my favourite band, and I became slightly obsessed, and still am now I guess.
My first proper gig was for Enter Shikari, and that was on the 23rd March 2012. I will never forget it, I know I won't. It was by far the best night of my life, despite almost passing out twice. It struck a chord with me, their energy, their lyrics, their ideals, they all just made so much sense. And the first of the encore songs - Return to Energiser with a reworked dubsteppy bridge and amazing acoustic outro, I can't even describe it, it was just unbelievable. The passion in Rou's voice, how everyone went silent when his acoustic came in, then suddenly sang along when they realised what was going on, it changed me. Actually changed me.
Now, because of Enter Shikari, I've got goals and aspirations in life. I want to change this society, help build a new community that doesn't focus on money but on unity and real issues. When I meet them I don't know what I'll say to them. I'll probably be a blabbering wreck, but I don't care. I'll tell them how much they've changed my life, and how much they mean to me, and it will be glorious.
My friends, if they ever read this, will mock me for this post, I know they will, but I don't really care, because I just need to say what I'm about to write. I used to absolutely hate Shikari, back in 2006 or something when my friend had their demos and I said 'The singer can't sing and he uses the crappy emo scream'. I hated the electronics, I hated Rou's vocals, I hated the guitar and everything. Then, one day in 2010, my brother came home from uni, sat on my bed and said 'Enter Shikari are really good'. I mocked him and laughed at this ridiculous statement, and thought nothing of it. Then we were going to Matalan or something and he brought Take to the Skies in the car. I didn't really enjoy much of it, till mum went into the shop on her own and it was just me and Jon. He put on the end of Enter Shikari and Interlude 2, saying stuff like 'This "Standing like Statues" theme recurs through the whole album', and stuff like that. I still was being a stubborn little arsehole, until he put on OK, Time for Plan B, and at first I thought 'Yeah yeah, same old Shitkari', but then the bridge came on, and I remember looking up a bit, then the breakdown hit and Jon had put the bass on the car's speakers as high as they could go (and subsequently broke them). I was pretty much blown away by how mental it was, and then when Closing came on and the recurring lyrics hit home, I was taken aback at how well thought out the album actually was. Still, mum then came back and I still said that the band were shit.
It was only in about November 2010, when Jon was back at uni, that I kept catching myself humming the synth of OK, Time for Plan B and the chorus of Sorry, You're Not a Winner. I did what I never thought I'd do and bought Plan B on iTunes, and listened to it properly. Safe to say I was fucking hooked. I loved every part of the song, and my outlook on the band changed significantly. I waited and waited, just listening to that one song till Jon came back from uni for Christmas, and he brought TTTS. I put it onto my iTunes and remember listening to it on my paper round. There were a few songs I really hated at the time (No Sssweat springs to mind), but others I loved and I was pretty glad I'd discovered a decent band. I still hated Common Dreads and Destabilise when Jon showed me it; I thought it just sounded like Who Wants to be a Millionaire. I said that they were too focused on the electronics and weren't heavy enough. This was all until I was just scanning the iTunes store one day and I came across Zzzonked, and listened to the 30 second preview of it and I was rather impressed, to say the least. I bought it and like Plan B listened to it for hours on end until Jon came back with Common Dreads and whacked it on my iTunes. The bit, the bit in Solidarity changed my outlook of Common Dreads, because I realised it was just as good as Take to the Skies. So by then I considered myself a fan of Shikari, though I didn't listen to the message of their songs.
It was only when Quelle Surprise was released and Jon went to an intimate gig (ONE WEEK BEFORE MY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY) that I actually listened to the band. I was suddenly in tune with their message, their values, and my respect for them, and for Rou in particular, sky rocketed. They became my favourite band, and I became slightly obsessed, and still am now I guess.
My first proper gig was for Enter Shikari, and that was on the 23rd March 2012. I will never forget it, I know I won't. It was by far the best night of my life, despite almost passing out twice. It struck a chord with me, their energy, their lyrics, their ideals, they all just made so much sense. And the first of the encore songs - Return to Energiser with a reworked dubsteppy bridge and amazing acoustic outro, I can't even describe it, it was just unbelievable. The passion in Rou's voice, how everyone went silent when his acoustic came in, then suddenly sang along when they realised what was going on, it changed me. Actually changed me.
Now, because of Enter Shikari, I've got goals and aspirations in life. I want to change this society, help build a new community that doesn't focus on money but on unity and real issues. When I meet them I don't know what I'll say to them. I'll probably be a blabbering wreck, but I don't care. I'll tell them how much they've changed my life, and how much they mean to me, and it will be glorious.
Wednesday, 9 May 2012
This blog is fucking old man.
Rebooting this blog because I might actually have decent things to write about now, unlike last time where I wrote about my 'problems' and my shitty internet connection. What's really fucking weird is how different I was back then - I didn't even like Enter Shikari for Christ's sake. I'm not gonna delete the old posts because I completely forgot I even had this blog and I want to keep them for passers by, so they can laugh at how hilarious my existence was. I had no idea about the world around me back then, and, for better or worse, I'm finally getting to grips with what the world has in store for me over these coming years.
I feel as if I actually have a goal in life, some values. I haven't ever actually felt like I wanted to do something with my life until now, I always just though 'Oh yeah, fuck it, life'll catch up with me soon, I don't have to do anything.' But I do have to do something, and it's only take seventeen years to realise anyone can make a difference in this world, and that's exactly what I plan to do. Nobody will ever read this but Tumblr is too social to actually write what I want to write. Occasionally people might stumble across this blog trying to find the old one that I will not talk about, because I was an ignorant fourteen year old who didn't realise how much of a bellend I was being.
What I've realised over the past couple of days (I've been ill, you see, and I think a lot when I'm ill) is that we as a society are being force-fed hatred towards a populace, a 'race' of people we know shit all about. The war in Afghanistan is and always will be a waste of money, resources, and lives. I have a friend who is very pro-war, and although I won't name any names, anyone I know reading this will know who I'm talking about. Now I'm not going to attack his beliefs, but I will say that I disagree almost entirely with his ideas of war. People who say 'We're in Afghanistan till the job gets done' have no clue. What the fuck is 'the job'? Eradicating a group of people who serve as no immediate threat to our society? Completely destabilising the economies of various middle-eastern countries for the sake of profit and appeasing our 'friends'? It's all bullshit. Too many people have died for a cause that is so vague and corrupted already, and that number is only going to rise. The media and the government, however, have a way of moulding the news of these deaths into fuel for more hatred. I'm not saying the Taliban and of Al-Qaeda haven't done anything wrong, of course the destruction of the Twin Towers etc. have been awful acts of terrorism, but the way the media blinds us with these stories of how the Muslims are always out to get us sickens me. We're being spoon-fed mouthfuls of anger and contempt for a people who are most likely being fed the same lies about us. Only when the conflict stops, and peace resumes, can we actually continue to evolve as a species. We're on a very slippery slope at the moment, and if we're not careful we'll end up completely destroying our own race, our own species.
If you do know me and are reading this, talk to me on this and not through facebook or whatever. I'd like to keep these thoughts and ramblings to this blog only, and won't respond to any other shit.
While we're speaking of facebook and all that jazz,
My Tumblr
My Twitter
I feel as if I actually have a goal in life, some values. I haven't ever actually felt like I wanted to do something with my life until now, I always just though 'Oh yeah, fuck it, life'll catch up with me soon, I don't have to do anything.' But I do have to do something, and it's only take seventeen years to realise anyone can make a difference in this world, and that's exactly what I plan to do. Nobody will ever read this but Tumblr is too social to actually write what I want to write. Occasionally people might stumble across this blog trying to find the old one that I will not talk about, because I was an ignorant fourteen year old who didn't realise how much of a bellend I was being.
What I've realised over the past couple of days (I've been ill, you see, and I think a lot when I'm ill) is that we as a society are being force-fed hatred towards a populace, a 'race' of people we know shit all about. The war in Afghanistan is and always will be a waste of money, resources, and lives. I have a friend who is very pro-war, and although I won't name any names, anyone I know reading this will know who I'm talking about. Now I'm not going to attack his beliefs, but I will say that I disagree almost entirely with his ideas of war. People who say 'We're in Afghanistan till the job gets done' have no clue. What the fuck is 'the job'? Eradicating a group of people who serve as no immediate threat to our society? Completely destabilising the economies of various middle-eastern countries for the sake of profit and appeasing our 'friends'? It's all bullshit. Too many people have died for a cause that is so vague and corrupted already, and that number is only going to rise. The media and the government, however, have a way of moulding the news of these deaths into fuel for more hatred. I'm not saying the Taliban and of Al-Qaeda haven't done anything wrong, of course the destruction of the Twin Towers etc. have been awful acts of terrorism, but the way the media blinds us with these stories of how the Muslims are always out to get us sickens me. We're being spoon-fed mouthfuls of anger and contempt for a people who are most likely being fed the same lies about us. Only when the conflict stops, and peace resumes, can we actually continue to evolve as a species. We're on a very slippery slope at the moment, and if we're not careful we'll end up completely destroying our own race, our own species.
If you do know me and are reading this, talk to me on this and not through facebook or whatever. I'd like to keep these thoughts and ramblings to this blog only, and won't respond to any other shit.
While we're speaking of facebook and all that jazz,
My Tumblr
My Twitter
Sunday, 28 November 2010
SNOW
It hasn't snowed over here in Essexistan yet. Seriously, everyone on the internet is like
'There's snow yaay!'
And there's not here.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)