l'homme pressé de noir désir

some say a musician don't dance. some say a musician don't do drugs. people can say what the fuck they want you see. they can talk about what they like to talk about. life, donkeys, weather, scuppernongs, politics, al hambra, history, coconuts, love and etcetera. a lot of musician have their own music that changes their life. in fact they changed others' life with theirs.

noir désir - l'homme pressé from ing gallagher on vimeo.

btw there are a lot of musicians who talk about politics. this is one of them. the tune is so rebellious and pure. des paroles is radical and avant garde for the time it was produced. very good choice for a hard rock headed person. perfect song to annoy your stupid college roommate just for fun. put it to the max volume and there you go. and for french slow learner this song is an excellent choice to practice your pronunciation lol. happy trying and listening. au revoir. bertrand cantat is fuckin genius eh?

gobshite part 3

" i have never cried over music. never. i'm not that kind of person. i don't think any piece of music ever has made me cry. that's not the fault of the music. i just think i am quite a cold person. i can appreciate someone pouring their heart out in music but still end up analysing the chords and thinking, "you shoud have gone to A minor there, mate." birds cry over music. i put the kettle on."

by the man in the poster who i share my mind with

fiji vignettes 1, 2 & 3

"in theatrical script writing, sketch stories, film and poetry, a vignette is a short impressionistic scene that focuses on one moment or gives a trenchant impression about a character, idea, or a setting and sometimes an object" - riley blakeway, photographer of fiji vignette

fiji vignette 1/3 from taj burrow on vimeo.

go to hell with definition. this video is fucking sick. i can't stop watching and imagining myself taking a quiet evening saunter along the pristine beach with my eyes closed that i can hear the every sound of breaking waves, feel the cold, wet sandy feeling on my feet, feeling the salty breeze spraying against my face and see the sunset light barely penetrating my eyelid while it burns my skin. the freedom seems real eh? i love the idea of taking the shot in the crimson colored sunset. man the wave looks like glass or jelly or some shits like that. crystal clear that it refracts the sun's rays. the sky is very beautiful as if it is a blue canvas patched with white cotton candy and marshmallow (i am hungry). this first part of fiji vignette is so fucking cool and stunning. what a mystical fiji.

fiji vignette 2/3 from taj burrow on vimeo.

this second part makes me feel like a dipshit loser. i mean apart from vignetting the sexy tube shaped blue wave graciously curling along the coast, the video came packed with a sort of implied combo; the excellent skills of photography and jaw dropping knacks of surfing. these two things, had always been my interest - films and surfing, cutting the wave with the surfboard. though ocean is pretty a place where i grow up, but there are not many people ride the wave there. just because the wave is not as cool and as surfable as fiji's. it's more to fishermen's village wave haha! but it is very beautiful though and has its own attractiveness like riding horse, scrambler and atv, or playing takraw, beach volley and even soccer beside the beach. damn this vignette sure gives me hell of motivational impact, not to mention it's a hard punch of reality for me to take; in terms of the i love photography thing but till this moment i produced nothing, not even closer to this. and also i should go out and carve my own board out of the wood and surf the fucking monsoon wave ha ha. i love the music in this video it's called empty house by matt leech. also i love how vintage it can be at some points.

fiji vignette 3/3 from taj burrow on vimeo.

victory. a word i would use if i have to describe this third vignette. the rainbow refracted on the wave shot from sky view made my scalp jumped. i was giggling like a school girl, smiling like a baby lost in excitedness the whole video. adrenaline was bursting as i was stoned that i wish i was the surfer, the jet skier. or i wish i was the wave ready to be rode by the surfer, or even the shark. good lord. riley blakeway nailed this one down man. he vignettes the fun, freedom, nature, casualty and the majestic virginity of fiji very brilliantly. literally makes me swear to myself that if i never feel the warmness of fiji's salty water i will be an incomplete person for my whole entire life! kah kah. if the first is the coolest and the second is in between the first and the third, the third one is the absolute victory. now i have the biggest crush on fiji and it's quite hard to beat this one down. wish me go see and surf there some days ;)

L.A. on a boring day

one boring, unexciting weekend i approved my own suggestion of doing some reading assignments which is rarely happens. thence there was a friend barged into my room to hang out. we did some stupid things but then we realized something was missing that the excitement was not quite real. we couldn't figured out. we decided to take further our reckless activity to some higher levels as we managed to get some free coupons from the internet. a pair of one regular caramel macchiato coupons at the austin chase. pretty cool, pretty pathetic. and we went to the nearest printing shop to copy the coupon so that we can enjoy the coffee thing as we pleased or vomit ourselves or hopefully bringing down the coffee shop to bankruptcy kahkahkah. i was sitting in the printing shop looking at my friend biting his nails when my eyes caught this something white package of cigarette. shamefully i grabbed the package and wanted to insert it into my cagoule when the guy at the printing shop went something like "hey what d'you think y'r doing?" i replied "where'd did you get this?" and that was the most asinine i have gotten so far since my last birthday. we searched every corner of the town and managed to find one for only myr3.50. oh and it was over the counter by the way.

the taste was funny. almost no taste, almost as boring as this entry and my day that day though written on the package 'finer, more enjoyable', ok fine it was enjoyable. it gives some sort of slowly sinking into the ocean feeling. more or less it tastes sweet and herbal and clover-ish. don't worry it just worth the penny. if you're looking for something very mild to make companion with during your reading assignment, well this definitely the guy you're looking for. good for a beginner too, despite of it's poisonous contain.

hey sally, it's not too late

every morning, when i wake up, i will look up to a face. a familiar face on a black and white inked photo at the corner of ma belle chambre. and if my frivolity that certain day is as quite as refreshingly beyond eccentric, i will walk slowly toward the face with messy hair and acceptable déshabillé, starin at those eyes. a kind of look that always inspires me. sometimes i even slightly smilin at the fuckin pretty face, while lost in my flourishing childish thoughts amidst the shiny sunlight of morning sun. and every night in the darkness when i can't fuckin shut my eyes, and reading myself can't bring myself to sleep; when the night crawlers has retired but the drop of the dawn drizzle drums on the roof when the wind stirs, and the darkness is desolate with the screechin of distant owls; when the moment when everythin i do is not worth a fuckin second, or when a creepy nightmare suddenly wakes me up in the middle of night, onto le visage again my thoughts melt.

don't look back in anger wembley arena live 2008 uploaded by sanghyuk lee on vimeo.

and when i see this video, i can feel everythin. i can feel the every single vibrations of gem archer's fuckin chords, i can feel the holy wave of his voice, i can feel the light, the ambience, the words, the rock and roll. that is what they said. i can see the almost the same story as mine in his eyes, hidin his pain and wound of his brotherhood altercation. should he pray, and sing another love song of no longer have to wait hey sally to kill the pain. i can see the joy on his face when he stoically and vaguely smilin, lookin at gem's face as he improvise the original chords (03:15 - 03:50 brilliantly done, gem). the kinda aforementioned joy i get every time look-up-to-the-photo event takes place. his emotion's pourin down, how i wish sally was not too late.......

paradise by coldplay for ya college boys!

this is truly a paradise. indeed. this song very beautiful and somewhat mind-tickling....... alrite guys despite comments from the madferit followers talkin about this new souvenir from the intellectually melodious coldplay band (yeah i said it) sayin that it will confiscate the hfb's chart position, i crawl my ass out this morning to dedicate this post to coldplay's avid listeners. haha. never my intention to compare (and not to be unfair), both hfb and mylo xyloto original album will definitely go into my rack. and btw, coldplay's mylo xyloto will be released today! 24 october 2011. ya know i used to be thinking that two of these bands (before the disbanding of oasis) are both unspeakably awesome but in their own unique way. it is a complete difference between a band based by group of former students of a prestigious university in london with a band founded by the coolest bad boy from the construction site in town. and by 'town' i mean manchester. both of them have their own identity in writing their music. both have their own game and strategy in collecting fans. personally for me, as i am one of those bad boys, i'd go for the coolest bad boy in town's music. college boys would come second. haha no hard feeling mates, please.

paradise by coldplay as uploaded by carlos bermudez on vimeo.

version originale by hangar (highly high)

smokerrrsss! i just found an excellent song for you to listen to. it's a timeless smoking joint song. ethereal and reckless one. very very original. this piece belongs to a newcomer from france based band, namely hangar. i imagine this song was composed with a lot of weeds consumption. but with good taste and love feel. it is a song about she, love, life, stars, sea, wind and air. what a perfect elements, very playful and relax. it's like our original life version. lookin at the video, is very cool. cool without even trying (errr i'm proud with myself but how i wish i can speak francais perfectly and is one of them hangar, lol). definitely will take the france's music world by storm, or at least stay low profile but producing lot more mind floating musics. au revoir.