Blah 12: Gone Case

Ergh, fucking pissed off at people.
:(

Seriously, I don't understand, why do people piss me off all the time?

*sigh* And all relationships are abusive, one way or the other.

But, I guess I wouldn't expect things to be any other way, since I am an eternal internal bitch. 

Oh and Shan, don't fucking blog about your emo thoughts.

But yeh, whatever. Don't take me too seriously. If you know me and you are reading this, and thinking that I am referring to you, then you are most probably wrong.

Because, if you know me, and cared enough to even consider what I am feeling, then you are probably on my 'nice people' list.

Flower Head

So I follow the wonderful Art Blog of Lisa Falzon, and I came across these gorgeous, gorgeous head pieces for her Etsy shop:

If you are interested, here is a link to her Etsy shop for these head pieces.

She also writes this beautiful blog: my 50-word stories; where she, well, writes stories that are 50-words long. But they are just so beautiful, that I always interpret them as poetry.

Perhaps I should also start writing in short prose to produce poetry?

Big Owl

I absolutely love these owl pendants:

via Owl Me

I found a really cute chunky one in Zara, and I really wanted to buy it.
Unfortunately my mum HATES owls (don't ask), and even though she wasn't there, I would not buy it because it would make me feel guilty to do something my mum hates :(

But then again, I'm so tempted... it's not she'll ever know, right? 

I remember when we went to a contemporary art gallery once, and there was this really weird display of  stuffed owls (what do you call it? Taxidermy?), and I was just standing there looking up at the cute little owls. But my mum got really freaked out and dragged me away as far as possible, and told me to never even think about owls again.

Personally I find owls incredibly cute, especially those little Burrowing owls.

Blah 11: I came home

It's really weird.

I had not been home for a few months, and I missed home like crazy.

But now that I am home, I miss uni.

o__O

You only like what you can't have. 

The Engine Room & Massive Attack

I haven't really fully enjoyed the theme songs of Nip/Tuck and House before.

Actually, I really liked Teardrops by Massive Attack, but I just found out that it's the theme to House, since they use a different theme song when broadcasting to international countires.

Here they are, and they are perfect while trying to study:


The Engine Room - A Perfect Lie (used in Nip/Tuck)




Massive Attack - Teardrops (used in House)

The Sisters of Mercy - Temple of Love

The awesome single Temple of Love, by the 90s goth English rock band The Sisters of Mercy:



Just thought to share one of my favourite songs, because I am nice and I also want to be a bit goth (from the outside).

Here's them performing this on Top of the Pops, back in the whimsical, lovely 90s:

And this cat says no.

Found this nifty graphic via SciencePunk:

 Schrodinger's cat is dead/alive.

Blah 10: Does Shan really love robots as much as she thinks she does? Also, why am I referring to myself in third person? Have I gone mad?

Shan 1:

No Shan, you are NOT into Robotics.

Shan 2:

WHAT?! I AM a freaking robot. I love robots. I love robot imagery. When I dream, I dream of robots.

In fact, I want a robot invasion. If there was a robot invasion, I would betray the humans and join the robots. And hopefully they will make me their Robot Queen.

Shan 1:

 
Yes, you love robots. But you do not love Robotics.

Oh, and it's more likely they will just think you are a queen *tee hee hee*.

Shan 2:

What is that supposed to mean? Sheesh, you can be such a bitch most of the time.

Anyways, what's the difference? I love robots, hence I want to learn Robotics. Right? Right?

Shan1:

No, you dumbo-dimbo.

You draw robots. You paint robots. You write robot poetry and robot stories. You listen to music about robots. You even wish to marry a robot one day (because, you are, like, sad or something).

But, do you really want to dedicate time to studying the marticulation processes of in-depth isomeric searches in mechatronic manipulative computations within the field of DGPL passive-dynamic momentum analysis?

Shan 2:

You just made that jargon up.

Shan 1:

Yeh, okay.

But still.

I am sorry to say this, but you have been taken.

Shan 2:

By who?

Shan 1:

You have fallen in love with Physics.

Shan 2:

No.. No.. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Shan 1:

*sigh*

Do you sing with an accent?

So, as you might have noticed from some previous blog posts, I have been going through some sort of yearly rehabilitation phase. I usually go through this by getting in touch with things I did in my childhood / early teens; such as watching the same TV shows and listening to the same music I did back then.

Anyways, I recently got in touch with some music I used to listen to a lot as a little teeny tiny teen. So thought I would share it with you guys. Here goes:

Garbage- Pust It

I think Garbage was one of the first rock bands that I listened to. This was when I tentatively tried out my brother's music collection, and Garbage was one of the first few things that I came across.

Push It was the first song by Garbage that I properly listened to. And I loved it straightaway, because it pumped me up with so much energy. And I loved Shirley Manson's deep, gothic voice.

I was looking around for the song on YouTube, and that was the first time I came across the video of the song. I had no idea that the video was so freaky:

Garbage - Queer

Another wonderful Garbage song. Love the sexy, seductive lyrics, and Shirley's dark heavy voice over the catchy tune.

I used to listen to this a lot when walking to school (hmmnn... was it a good idea to listen to this before the school day starts?):

Garbage - Only Happy When it Rains

And the final, most popular, Garbage song on this list. I had listened to the song before, when I was rummaging through my brother's old CD's, but I first fell in love with it after watching the video of it on VH1. I had never before seen so much energy in a female singer before (sadly), and just loved Shirley's style so much.

I used to listen to this song ALL THE TIME, while pacing and jumping around my room (don't ask).

Radiohead - Creep

The song that launched an infinite generation of teen loners, sitting in their room, and listening to this while feeling angst-y. I spent an entire summer listening to mainly this song, while being one of those angst-y teenagers.

Just 2 days ago, when I got into an emo mood because I can't finish my programming assignment (yeh, this is my life), I started listening to this song again. I listened to it continuously for an entire day.  o__O
I went into the room next door, where two of my friends were finishing off their program, to sing this to them, just for the sake of establishing that I am a total psychopath. Yeh, I think I creeped them out a bit.

Radiohead - High and Dry

This song used to always calm me down. And love the lyrics.

Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees 

Another beautiful song by Radiohead. The lyrics are just absolute gorgeous poetry to me.

Especially back in my good ol' days (a few years ago, in-case you are starting to think that I am a 40-something loner), I used to have a bit of a hippie ideology; so I used to sit in bed - listening to this - and nodding at the sarcasm towards the superficiality of modern life.



Embedding is disabled for the music video, but I think that the video is absolutely wonderful; so if you haven't seen it before, go here [YouTube link].

Travis - Why Does It Always Rain On Me?

When I listened to this song now, after such a long time, it made me feel so nostalgic. Travis was also one of the first ever bands I listened to, so I got reminded of all those times I spent jumping around the living room of my house, when no one was at home, and listening to all this new music I had managed to get my hands on.

Even though I knew English at that time, I couldn't understand what the lyrics were, so all I could remember were the words "why does it rain on me".

The Cranberries - Linger

The Cranberries - Zombie

Dig Circus - Wishing For a Sail

So there was this totally random Canadian TV show I used to watch as a kid. I don't think I cared much for it, because I used to watch really random things. But I really, really liked the theme tune of the show. In fact, I think I watched the show just because I liked the theme song.

Blah 9

What the bloody hell is this:

*sigh*
I think my innocence has been robbed away from me.

What are these flooshies?

Dree Hemingway

Blah 8

I always thought that the phrase "sell yourself" as a bit wrong.

I mean, it makes it sound like you are whoring yourself out.




Actually, that is probably what it actually means.

So, what went wrong

Blaaaah, I don't know what's the matter with me. I think I have gone soft or something.

I used to always LOVE being alone, doing my own thing, in my own time and limbo. But now, I keep craving human company.I have no idea why this is happening. I remember being as cold as stone, and not giving a damn about what others thought of me, or bothering to keep track of other people. But now, I am always looking around for people. Not necessarily to talk to them, but I just like the thought of being around people.

I can't believe I'm going soft. I miss my black stone-cold heart, which never gave a damn about anyone. I never used to miss my family at all; in fact I used to love living on my own. I never cared before when I wouldn't see them for extended periods of time. But now, I miss them so much, and really wish I could just go home and curl up on my bed for the rest of my life.

I feel like a little kid who craves candy. I crave people like a kid craves candy (except, of course, I don't wish to consume humans).

What's more, whenever I feel lonely like this, I tend to start feeling isolated from others, which makes things worse. And then comes in the destructive wave, where I start mistrusting people and brooding on the fact that, at the end of the day, no one gives a damn about you. 

I miss being a stone robot.

Joan Baez - Blowin' in the Wind

I absolutely adore this version of Blowin' in the Wind. I was looking for it for ages, because I lost the CD it was originally on.

I thought it was Janice Joplin singing, but I just found out that it's Joan Baez. But I still think that it sound a lot like Janice Joplin, Baez's voice is very different from this.

Secret Colours - Popstar

Discovered this cool indie psychedelic band from Chicago called Secret Colours (oh, how nice to see an American band using Brit spelling for their band name).

They just released a new album, and I really wish I could get my hands on it.

I really do love psychedelic rock, and hope to find more cool psychedelic bands. If you have any good recommendations, give me a shout-out below.

Anyways, here is the video for their single "Popstar":



Oh, and I also kind of fancy the lead guitarist Dave Stach (already).

Lakme India Fashion Week: Some Drooling on the Fall 2010 Collection (I am a robot who adores colourful dresses, so fook off)

So erm... I do not generally blog about fashion, since I suck at being fashionable. But yeh, here we go:

I just came across some fabulous designs from the Fall 2010 Lakme India Fashion Week from the Tom and Lorenzo blog.

I never really noticed Indian fashion designers before since I, being the bitch that I am, tend to scoff at traditional ethnic Indian designs. Well I have met the error of my ways, and now adore all the colours and cheerfulness that ethnic designs bring to the table. Plus, this show had plenty of futuristic edgy things in it too, so there is a little bit of something for everyone.

What particularly caught my eye were the dress designs by Nandita Thirani and Vijay Balhara. So many gorgeous colour palettes in one explosive dress. I wish I could find those dresses here, because I am so sick of the bland neutral colours that crop up all the time. COLOUR EXPLOSION IS GOOD.

Anyways, here are my droolings on the dresses:

Gorgeous maroon dress with deep blue balloon pants by Nandita Thirani.

Actually calling them 'balloon pants' is being bastardly, as the 'technical' 

term for it is salwaar.

 Not a dress, but loving the top by Nandita Thirani.

The pats are quite nice too, but I think they will look horrible on me.

Arrgh, another wonderful shade of blue from Nandita Thirani.

I think THIS would actually look great as a salwaar-kameez piece, 

rather than combining it with tights.

Sweet, sweet black velvet with bronze sequins by Nandita Thirani.

- My favourite combo. Very simple and elegant.

More golden sequins by Nadita Thirani;

and love the accessories with it.

All the colours are go smoothly combined, so that the dress looks

simultaneously vibrant and neutral.

 I WANT THIS! Again, by Nandita Thirani. 

I think I am going to start stalking the website of this designer.

Red/maroon with cream/beige - how perfect. The best of both worlds. 

More blue, but this time by Vijay Balhara.

I love these flowy churidaar (is that the right term?) designs, 

they remind me of vintage 1950s dresses, but with an Indian twist to them.

Not particularly something I would wear (ever),

but again, I love the deep blue colour and the bronze prints on top.

I also want to know what exactly she's wearing in her hair.

Also by Vijay Balhara.

Just love the pink colour and long flowy cuts by Vijay Balhara.

Also, the crazy headset reminds me of a tradition marriage outfit 

I saw in Vietnam.

What the hell happened to Richey Edwards?

 I know it has been 15 years, but still.

I hope to run into him on some hippie trail in India.

Art of Moebius (aka Jean Giraud)

Here are some interesting illustrations by the great comic book artist Jean Giraud.

(Click on images to view larger versions)

images via sarcoptiform's Photostream

Here there be dragons (olden musical flesh)

In a mass celebratory bliss, I have been visiting back old songs that I used to listen to A LOT a few years back. And I just over-listened to them and got bored. So I have just gone back and rediscovered my love for them.


Absolutely adore this gorgeous live version of Like Spinning Plates (Radiohead); I have always found it to be infinitely more beautiful than the album version:





I still love the Feist song 1234, even though it came out ages ago. It never fails to cheer me up. I found this fun live version of it on YouTube:



All those background singers? They are all the creme-de-la-creme of indie music. o__O



Oh, and all the school library sessions I spent listening to this Unplugged version of Come As You Are (Nirvana), while being all angry and pathetic:





Remember how cool the Kaiser Chiefs were when Employment came out? Yeh, sweet memory of Everyday I Love You Less and Less from those nice days:





Led Zeppelin. My first and last crush. Listening to The Rover always makes me fell nostalgic, and I still can't pinpoint why. Love, love, love the guitar solo at 3:15 :





As a teenager I secretly thought that I share a personality with Syd Barrett (but it turned out that I share a personality with The Moon from The Mighty Boosh). Anyways; how is it possible for anything to be more sad and intricate than Wouldn't You Miss Me :





Another Syd Barrett fantasy, this time with Pink Floyd, from their very first album, here's Bike, a song perfect for my demented head (beware of the quacking ducks at the end, I always tend to skip that part of the song):

Random Movie Poster Likes

 Gorgeous shades of yellow and grey in this movie poster for the 2010 movie Howl.

Deep red and train explosion in the poster for the 2003 film Kontroll.