MIDI Sucks, Man: Pt. 2.

I didn't pass.

And now I have to sit through this lame ass class, a second time, because I couldn't pay attention to the teacher. Awesome. At least I get to hang out with people I wouldn't have normally been able to see otherwise. So that's cool. I guess.

iChat

Rules. Seriously, it's freaking awesome. And I have a webcam. Which doubles the coolness level. 

Anyone want to video chat?

Ugh.

Don't you just love double standards?

Romeo's Dead, Sweetheart.

Nestled away

In foreign arms

Counting the sins

When he is gone.

Drinking away your God's law

Not even He can forgive anymore

And I can taste the world on your lips

I can feel the sweat sink into your skin

You are like a church, anyone can come in

Oh, baby, you make it too easy to sin.

You're looking out for some new flesh

To spread your curse until there's nothing left

So here's to you in your short dress

Buy everyone a drink until they're impressed.

And I can taste the world on your lips

I can feel the sweat sink into your skin

You are like a church, anyone can come in

Oh, baby, you make it too easy to sin.

You'll see me Sunday, coming from the shadows

By the time it's over, you'll be hanging from the gallows

Who would've thought you could ever make me hurt less?

You look so pretty in your brand new necklace.

You'll see me Sunday, coming from the shadows

By the time it's over, you'll be hanging from the gallows

Who would've thought you could ever make me hurt less?

You look so pretty in your brand new necklace.

In your necklace.

MIDI sucks, man.

How am I gonna pass this class?

I am, at this very moment, not paying attention to the quiz review in MIDI lecture. It's so dry. At least there's not much information for the whole class, so the teacher, who is living in the feel-good era of the 70s, lets us go home after we take the quizzes. As a matter of fact, I could probably go home right now and study the textbook to learn everything thus far in about thirty five minutes. Which I'm gonna need to do. Because I find it near impossible to pay any attention to this lecture.

There goes my 3.5.

Daryl Palumbo.

Landon told me to update my blog. So I am.

I started to write this whole convoluted and self righteous blog about how I want to be a millionaire, but I blew it out my ass instead. I would rather talk about Daryl Palumbo. Dude is a freaking genius. Lead vocalist for Glassjaw, Head Automatica, and House of Blow, and suffers from Crohn's disease. He is the definition of vocalist. The versatility is undeniable, the control is incredible. 

When I first listened to Worship and Tribute, Glassjaw's second major album, I thought there were points in which Daryl's voice was put through some sort of processor, to make his voice's pitch bend a little, maybe even speed up. However, after listening quite closely for some time, I came to realize that Daryl was the one causing his voice to fluctuate in that manner. Glassjaw's first major album, Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Silence, was an extremely influential album in the Genres of Hardcore, Metal, and Post-Hardcore.

And we all know Beating Heart Baby. Classic Head Automatica.

Moreover, it was House of Blow that threw me for a loop. Daryl's vocals are over an almost Hip Hop type beat. Although I was only able to find one song, it had a very interesting sound. 

Feel free to listen to the playlist, I put songs up from all three bands.

Freakin' Daryl. God, I'm Jealous.

Politics and Pornography.

So, I just read that some dude named John Stagliano, a porn producer, has been indicted for obscenity, namely his films Puppies and The Young Fluffy Bunny (the names of the films have been removed due to their obscenity and replaced with new titles, hoping to suit the general public's needs). I also read that this guy faces a possible lifetime sentence. 

What?

I mean, I disagree with pornography and what it stands for, but I disagree with rape and murder a whole lot more. Does this guy really deserve a sentence befitting a rapist? How about a murderer? 

What I find even more interesting is the fact that every time Free Speech is on the line, blame is laid on republicans. This case specifically, because, obviously, George W. Bush is in the office of the executive branch. Ok, fine. You're right. He is in office. But the three branches of government were put in place to avoid one man having the majority of the government's sway. Checks and balances. Stagliano is on trial. Key word. Trial. Clearly the judicial system's jurisdiction. And based on previous supreme court decisions, the court does not lean towards any particular wing of the government. 

It's just so classy to blame Bush. How trendy.

I depress myself sometimes.