Leonard Cohen - Need the Speed

need the speed
need the wine
need the pleasure
in my spine

need your hand
to pull me out
need your juices
on my snout

need to see
I never saw
your need for me
your longing raw

need to hear
I never heard
against my ear
your dirty word

need to have
you summon me
like moon above
the gathered sea

need to know
I never knew
the tidal towing
come from you

need to feel
I never felt
you magnet pulling
at my self

now it fades
now it's gone
hormonal rage
unquiet song

I love Angelina.

Some worthwhile videos..

Is it just me, or is there an increased number of dating agency advertisements appearing on television in January? E-harmony; "We will match you with compatible singles, join us and find out why we're different!"

As far as I am concerned, the intentions of these advertisements are overtly conspicuous. The celebratory period is over, the overindulgence in food and alcohol has somewhat ceased (well as much as can ever be in "Booze Britain"). People during this caliginously morose winter month are feeling vulnerable without the distractions of festive parties. In all likelihood, many will have been subjected to the pestering of family members, the expectations of life; the stage of partnership and reproduction thrust upon them.

The reality of life has returned and the mating call is imminent. E-Harmony and Match.com know this. Those wily old foxes.

I enjoy analysing advertisements in disgust.

Now this is what makes me happy. :) PJ Harvey added to the All Tomorrow's Parties lineup later this year.

Swans, "You Fucking People Make Me Sick".

Jus' kiddin', love you all.

There are multifarious examples of the self-indulgent, self-absorbed, egocentric nature of the human being. You don't have to look far, in fact, intrinsically we all hold very selfish values, it is inherent within our very being.

The problem I have, call it hypocrisy if you wish, is the overwhelmingly egocentric personality. The materialist, the narcissist, those who feel superior. Your hedonistic urge to feed yourself full of destructive, empty, materialistic pleasures in a world consumed with tragedy is absurd. Bono, for example, is a man who preaches to the world about donating to the powerless starving masses - yet in one of the most grotesque tales I have had the misfortune of hearing - the same man spent one thousand pounds to purchase a first class ticket flight... for his fucking hat to arrive safely into his phony hands. The ambivalence between the actions of the wealthy, I believe, is down to their ego being fed by the contributions they are making, it lessens the guilt of their riches. Essentially, charity is another contribution to themselves.

That really is just the tip of the iceberg though, human solipsism is ubiquitous. Feelings of superiority are rife in terms of race, religion, nationality, sex, social class. At every level. Anything that could possibly be used to differentiate us from them is divisive and always successful with the mind-numbingly ignorant. To be fair, it's not our fault, it's not your fault nor is it mine. It is the society we live in, the structures in place and the history that has shaped the people we are today. You are what you are because of many different factors you personally have no influence over. Your opinions are shaped subconsciously from birth, human beings have impressionable minds, we learn from others. It is how we have managed to survive. In my subjective opinion, I don't believe we have the greatest degree of free will with regards to our behaviour, I do however believe as a species we have the ability to learn. Through learning, our patterns of behaviour can change, through a greater understanding of how massively fucked up everything is, people will desire change.

I don't believe as a species we are all completely terrible, despite my misanthropic beliefs I still have great respect for the actions of many human beings. The ideas of these individuals need to be transferred onto the majority. The question is, do people really care? My highly sceptical answer is no, no people do not care. People are attracted to conventional methods of thinking, repetitively ritualised actions and expectations. Even when financial institutions collapse, even as the less wealthy are left to pick up the pieces, it's OK. Because we passively adapt to the lifestyle, it becomes the norm and apathy breeds.

Basically, people are shit. But we shouldn't really worry TOO much about the subject considering the extinction of our species is inevitable. GAD, I didn't even get started on the superiority of bacteria in the hierarchical food chain... next time.

http://htwins.net/scale/index.html (Copy and paste, it is an interesting link.)

I beg of you bastards to consider the grand scale of it all, then think.

Well, this looks excitingly dangerous.

Gimme danger little stranger.

(I am clearly having problems putting videos on this blog. Not exactly the most technologically advanced.)

Stag & Dagger was nice, saw a few sexaay bands.
More music...

Apathy is the greatest threat to democracy, as epitomised by the fact we have "elected" a tory government, fuck this country. Sleazy politicians.

Neglect isn't a very nice word. Although I must use it to describe my recent behaviour to this blog; my sort of measly excuse is the fact I had fucked off to Australia for a bit to see my sister who currently lives there.

Australia was nice, I would have liked to visit New Zealand too but unfortunately my funding is pathetic at the moment.

I am very partial to snakes and well any animals in general. I think my love for other creatures is compensating for my misanthropy. Sort of balancing it all out really hah.

Gutted I missed Dinosaur Jr, although sacrifices must be made. I like the laid-back nature of Australia, couldn't really see myself living there though. I prefer European culture, each country is so different, each individual area within a country in Europe can vary drastically. I like that changeable nature, mixes it up a bit. If I lived in Berlin the prospect of getting on a train to a neighbouring country is easily available. Whichever neighbouring country it is will contrast largely to the lifestyle you'd have adapted to. Change is good. I'm probably very partial to change because I've seen people live their lives rotting away on the island I grew up in. Routine, monotony, gossip, philistine behaviour. If you travel, you mix with different races, cultures, social norms. Only helps create a less ignorant, less prejudicial personality.

My infatuation with owls will live on forever. Alright that's a bit of a hyperbole, it will live until I inevitably die.

I thoroughly enjoyed last night, seeing a friend on stage is pretty cool. My friend's American accent was amazing haha, sounded completely Southern. Made me want to booze on Bourbon.

The next day some little ten year old emo shit told Craig and I to turn our music down on the bus returning home, it amused me deeply. What's happened to kids these days? I put Bikini Kill on.

Need sleep. Still hungover.

I really like incense sticks, another reason I should have been a hippie in the 60s.

This month has been pretty cool, mother told me she's booked me to go to Australia as well, saw pictures of the place my sister is staying on Google earth. It's on the Gold Coast, her boyfriend was telling me she doesn't like the beach 'cause fucking sharks. It's such a British thing I think to be fearful of such things. Actually no, I watched Australia's Deadliest Animals, looked intense. Excited about the prospect of seeing a snake though, yesss.

I am extremely lucky with this travelling business. I don't know what I'd do if I felt trapped for too long, I'd probably implode. Paris is booked too, I should be there for my birthday; although I still have no passport..

Currently listening to Jimi Hendrix - Valleys of Neptune.

oh my god
wonder where that is...
hahahaha

My new passport photo is so shit - it's hilariously shit - and it's gonna be stuck with me for twenty odd years haha. Why does this amuse me.

During my state of utter inebriation last night I seem to have misplaced my passport argh. What a pain in the arse, costs about seventy quid for a renewed one, obscene. I'll have to go to the Post Office tomorrow and sort it out. Means I lose my stamps, I adored those stamps ha.

For fuck's sake.

In the supermarket, we bumped into that guy who was speaking to me on Facebook chat earlier this year, the one that was asking if Craig was gay. This is why I appear offline. I didn't even recognise the philistine. Actually, I never even knew who he was until Craig told me later. Of all the Shitlanders to bump into in a Glasgow supermarket, the fiend.

Speaking of weirdos, I should never have linked my Facebook to my Last.Fm, or joined bukkake groups on Facebook. The consequences of such actions are dire.

I decided to look at the twitter page I made a while ago with Shelley, add me:

mynameischaris

So inventive haha, she made one "mynameisshelley" ahaha.

Dinosaur Jr. supported by Built to Spill, such a shocking revelation. I'm so happy.