I am currently laughing really hard at “Cities of the Underworld”, they’re in Dublin this week.
And somehow, they need subtitles for the Irish accent. I don’t see why? I can understand them perfectly.
Americans are weird sometimes.
Its about a Viking fortress underneath Dublin. It’s actually a good watch actually, if you’re willing to learn something.
Though the narrator should be shot and shot again for saying Dub Lin means dark lake in Norwegian.
So what’s up in Nemi’s life? Work actually. I’ve started to work at a clothes store. Yeah, me and fashion haven’t been friends ever. But we have reached a nice stalemate. It’s a temp job with the possibility to become permanent.
Turns out that I haven’t seen another movie. So guess what? You’ll have to wait. I have a couple ones in the wings now. So be prepared.
Otherwise there’s nothing new really. Just doing my comic thing over at PHW.
The Emote demands that Nemi use his buscard to randomly go to places.
The title actually speaks a truth. Here I am once again with my brilliant Paramore soundtrack writing a post with words I cannot speak?
I guess many people have this problem, thus so many blogs, many people right now are writing words they couldn’t say to people.
Hayley hit it with that one line, right there. That is my problem. I’m smooth and suave in my writing. Yet, in real life, unless I’m comfortable, I cannot be. I’m sure I could write one hell of a speech and I’d have no qualms about recording it in a room alone. Put me in front of 50 people. Oh-oh. Problem there.
I guess this is why I’m so comfortable with the radio thing. No one sees me. But they hear me, and they seem to enjoy it.
There’s so many things I want to get to actually. I feel good. Happy even. This is a change. I’m happy about myself. I should, right?
I’ve got some things going for me. That helps. I’m writing my stories again. I’m doing the radio thing. I’m getting out. Socializing with people.
And in other news, I have a review but I think I’ll let it stay for now. Since its only one. I’d rather do two or three…
So, guys, who actually read this blog. I love you. I sincerely do. I feel loved seeing I get 200 views a day. So here’s a nice “<3″ for you, guys and gals.
“Everybody sing like its the last song, you will ever sing.”
Ah, Hayley and Josh, why must you match brilliant lyrics to match this music…
Crushcrushcrush “Taste of Music”
The emote thinks Nemi’s insane…even more than before. Walking in the rain and such things. Damn, mental.
If you have been following some European Union news, one of these articles says that English spelling does leave room for improvement and that a five year plan has been drawn up to develop EuroEnglish. In the first year, the “s” will be uses instead of the soft “c” and “k” will replace the hard “c”.
Not only will this klear up konfusion and make the life of sivil servants easier, but also komputer keyboards will need one less key.
There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year, when the troublesome “ph” will be replased with a “f”. This will make words like “fotograf” 20 per sent shorter.
In the third year, publik akseptanse of the new spellling kan be expekted to get to a stage where more komplikated alterations are possible, So double letters will be removed to inkrease the likelihod of akrate speling. And the horrible mess of the silent “e” will be banished.
By the fourth ya, peopl will be reseptiv to steps like replasing “th” by “z” and “w” by “v”.
During ze fifz yar, ze unecesary “o” kan be dropd from vords kontaining “ou”, and similar modifikations vud of kors be aplid to ozer kombinations of leters.
After zis fifz yar, we wil hav a sensibil riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubls or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand exh ozer.
Ze drem vil finali kum tru.
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I hope you know that only the EuroEnglish concept is true. The rest is just my take on the whole thing.
Well here we are my readers. In the blog once again.
Now I’m back with the usual Paramore background sounds. How awesome is that?
Recently, I’ve been working on a couple of comic making things. Which are conveniently below.
The first one is a Paramore Health Warning, a kind of spoof off PHW.
Then there’s something I’m working on. I hope to get the prologue done soon. Yes! I’m writing again. It’s a script for the comic “She Survives”
I’ve made one screenshot for it. I guess what I can reveal right now is that its a deep comic and that the main character is called Hayley. Of course. Hah.
Otherwise, I’m getting together my little schedule for the radio. There isn’t much going on in the life of Nemi really. Not yet at least. I probably have a big announcement sometime in the future.
I have to also mention Trude. Who is on my blogroll there on the side. She’s an awesome girl. I’ve been talking to her for nearly 2 years now, I think. And I must say, she’s awesome in every sense and good-lookin’ to boot. I could probably write more. But then she’d be creeped out…
Now to end this post. Hmm? What song is appropriate?
Crushcrushcrush “Taste of Music”
I just realized how long of a blog title I could write. Its amazingly long and awesome. And is there any hidden agenda behind this post?
I think there is, if making my blog a so-called time waster until 9 am. When I will be going to the shop to get some food. Yes, food. My stomach is rumbling and I have an urge to drink some coca-cola.
Anyway, this is a blog. I twinge inside when I think of myself writing as heart lorn and as depressing as I always do when I write alone. Heh. I guess this just a little facade. And before I get to the parts of the post that are interesting, I’m posting a sneak preview of something. Ooo, look at Nemi, how mysterious he’s being.
“So don’t you worry
They tell me Hell’s an ok place to be
This time of year
So don’t you worry they tell me Hell’s the hippest place to be
And I’m dying gradually to get there
While you’re trying desperately to stay here
As you glance around the room To check that no one sees how normal you really are You’re just an perfect example of everything good young people should be”
Now on to bigger and more important issues.
Crushcrushcrush reviews moving pictures
After Sex
8/10. It was witty. I’ll give it that. It was witty and a moving piece of cinematography. It follows discussions that happen after sex and honestly doesn’t take any part of life out of context. I’ll go on raving about how its life-like and so true until something stops me. Oh look. A birdie.
Green Wing
8/10. Well, I have a thing for hospital shows. And this one has made me laugh for than Scrubs honestly did. Its more style of humor, with its dry and witty humor. Sure there’s a lot of crude and easy jokes but still, its a good laugh. So why wouldn’t you tune in?
Now that’s out of the way. I’ve started to dress like Charlie from Lost. I don’t know why. I’m doing it out of respect of the character itself.
Crushcrushcrush “Taste of Music”
And I can’t believe I’m actually calling this the track of the moment. But it is, somehow I’ve developed a love for Rascal Flatts
The emote was lost last post. He’s back now. He doesn’t want Nemi to play around with his directions again.
Well post time.
I’m not really sure what to post except that PHW Radio has just started today technically, it lasted for around 5 hours apparently. It was an epic time. We had some awesome people on there and of course, there was a lot of Dirtydiaper bashing too.
And it will be at the same place and same time on Saturday.
Otherwise, there hasn’t been many movies or tv shows to review. But as you read the news, it’s about to change. The writers have finally come back. So I will start writing scripts and stories now. Just because the thing has been settled.
Oh. And my comic series Shush #1 has begun. Go over to PHW to check it out. And no, I will not link it.
Well. There isn’t much to this post really.
Just a little rant about the Grammys.
How in the world can Amy Winehouse win over Paramore. I mean, one viral hit really. Rehab. Which is a horrible song to be completely truthful. It seems the whole show was about her. They hyped her up throughout the whole thing. Everyone I talked to seems in disbelief about it. So I’d like to say something. Paramore are the rightful winners of the New Artist award. Thats basically all. They deserve it. Not her. Winehouse had one hit and it was shite. It’s kind of like Kurt Nilsen’s She’s So High. It was shite. So Hayley, Josh, Zac, Jeremy and Taylor. You go take that award from the Coke Whore. Say Nemi sent you.
UPDATE: I just saw her live performance. Seriously? You gave the award to that? Man, you’d be better off asking Ryan Seacrest to sing. Or better yet. Let me sing. I mean, she wouldn’t even make it through the auditions of American Idol. Studio magic, how I do love you so. Give me Hayley Williams any day. Any fucking day. Even with a cold. Winehouse’s live performance of Rehab is a bit better but still she has no vocal range what so ever. What so ever. And she does look kind of high on crack or some sort of hard drug. Well, its over. Paramore certainly enjoyed their first Grammys. Yet, I’d feel harshly done by. End my little rant. Wait. Wait. NO FUCKING WAY. She cannot have won the Album of the Year. Over Justin Timberlake and The Foo Fighters? You have to be kidding me. That is a shame. A fucking shame. This is almost as bad as George Bush rigging the election. Even her speech sounds fucked up. Its fucked. Completely fucked. I think I’ve used up my quota of swear words. But this is like watching Manchester United lost on a controversial foul. You know what. Grammy’s don’t mean anything right now. Nothing at all. Just a marketing scam. Winehouse, enjoy your money, enjoy your crack, enjoy your shit record. Thank you.
I didn’t have much else to say, honestly. I just wanted to get this out and where better than my blog.
Well. Here I am posting again. I don’t really have anything good to say really. Except, the highlight of Sunday.
I can now play “Pressure” by Paramore on my guitar. I feel so awesome when I play along with Josh Farro on the real track. :p
I have one review for you today. Not much. But it seems I have a review for every post.
Crushcrushcrush reviews Moving Pictures.
Music and Lyrics
9/10. As I mentioned last week. I am a massive Hugh Grant fan. And the fact that he plays an 80s reject makes this even cooler. I even have that song on my Ipod. POP! Goes My Heart. Come to think of it. It’ll be the song of the day. Now, to the movie. It was excellently written, a lot of witty remarks and some pure beautiful moments. Now, I would write the same thing of Bridget Jones too. But I mean this.
It firmly holds a high spot in my top 20 movies of all time. Which is a shameful plug for tomorrow’s post.
CrushCrushCrush “Taste of Music”
There will be two videos today actually. Since the main point of my blog revolves around 2 songs. Pop! Goes My Heart and Pressure. So, here you go. A great song and my favorite song of all time.
The emote loves his New Found Glory and clashes with Nemi repeatedly about it.
And finally I can write the blog. I’ve been interrupted by Joshiee everytime I put my hands down to write. He calls. Its amazing. But now we both ran out of credit, so I can write now.
Well, not much has really happened, just some life pondering as usual. PHW got some progress, some of us talked to Slick.
And it seems there’s hope for PHW.
Right now though I have two reviews for you. Its amazing innit?
Crushcrushcrush reviews moving pictures
Rambo
7/10
*shudders at the thought of rewatching this movie*
To tell you the truth, its an eighties action movie. Stallone as always over-acts and under-acts in the same movie. He wrote it, so don’t expect some deep philosophical quotes.
And thats all it is, a movie where the bad guys are bad and the good guys are good. No reason why the baddies are doing what they are doing. Just imagine Rambo with blood all over his face standing on a hill with the American flag waving behind him and tons of dead bodies in front of him. There you have it Rambo 4. One and a half hour of glorified shooting.
That said, it wasn’t a bad movie. It takes you back in time. It goes back to the core of action flicks. And in a way, thats what makes it good and bad at the same time.
Weeds
9/10
I have to say its absolutely awesome. I watched all three seasons of it and it had it all. Comedy, drama and marijiuana. I think that the blend of drugdealers and comedy are a gold mix. So instead of giving away the story, I will recommend that you watch this. Just as much as I’d recommend you to watch Scrubs.
Well otherwise, I’ve been reaffirming my love for Hugh Grant’s movies. Which makes me slightly gay. Then I take it a step further and say that I loved Across the Universe. A bit further into the gay foray. Then, I’ll say I adore Grey’s Anatomy. And turns out I am technically a homosexual. But, guess what? I love the girls. So, that theory was flawed. I think I’m comfortable with saying I’m a somewhat girl trapped in a guy’s body.
Now onto the case of music. I enjoy New Found Glory, Kids In Glass Houses, Lost Prophets, and Paramore. Thus, making me very vulnerable for those comments, where I have horrible music taste. But I could just as easily say, that rap and r’n'b fans are bad music. But I won’t because, I listen to what makes me happy and then again, so should you.
Crushcrushcrush “Taste of Music”
This band, Kids In Glass Houses, were Paramore’s supporting act in Brixton and even if Freddie wasn’t that impressed. They were a good band actually. So take a listen. I enjoyed them.
The emote tells us that it’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.
Well, I have to say, London was completely awesome.
The fun, Freddie and me had was unrivaled.
But the highlight, and it will always be the highlight. Paramore. New Found Glory was kickass too.
But the amazing sound of it. I mean, I saw a video of it and I got shivers.
The blog will resume normal posting tomorrow with a couple of reviews.
Now, some serious business.
As you all probably know, I am a member of PHW. And it has seen its great times. It has gone downhill a lot lately. I mean, gone to the shitters. The amazing thing is, I can’t leave it. I love the people there. I think its the memories I have. Now its got from a fun place to hang to a ghetto club with a couple of nice people. Take Mythos for example. He is one of the greats there. He’s being berated for being serious and all that jazz. He’d fit right in the old times. It seems he is from that time too. But the influx of so-called “Newfags” have kind of brought him down. And look, I ain’t trying to start a petition. I just feel its a shame that great people are shunned by the very people whom inhabit the place he’s taken residence. Well, it didn’t turn into the kind of rant I wanted. But I feel for him, I’m also amazed that they haven’t shunned me. I might be the most useless person there…
Well…
CrushCrushCrush “Taste of Music”
The emote is still hung over after the Double Whammy
