it’s six fucking 21 in the goddamn morning. i have class in about two hours.
i took three melatonin which failed to work. damn you molly
it appears i will have to spend the whole night awake. which fucking sucks
day glow was fun though. yaaah paint
Purple Sombrero #8830 by IR Cincy Jim on Flickr.
purple sombrero? fuck now. best shroom ever? fuck yes
Creature from the Deep #0450 by IR Cincy Jim on Flickr.
saw these on stumble.
shit gets crazy man. art is impressive these days
it greatly irratates me when classical musicains like steal the name of the original composer. What i mean is when a musican plays, say, a song by a composer, like mozart. It sounds awesome and your blown away for a second. And so your just like “whoa. whoa. hey now who wrote this??” and on the little name of the song that you looked up like on a radio’s website or something or on pandora and the name is not little. It continues for days and days and days. So there you are dumbfounded trying to fgure how you can search these names to find it and download. Whether via itunes or pirating (eyepatches). But you can’t. And it sucks.
So the moral is fuck musicans. And their excessive pride in playing a song written by someone else. Like it’s the todays equivalent of a remix. Unless the remix is so profoundly different that it is more credit on the musician for actually composing the song than to the musician whose song was redone. But some remixes are just like them adding like a sentence to the song. And sure that takes less talent than playing but it both are shameful attempts at stealing credit.
