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Mar. 18th, 2009 09:27 pmOcarina of Rhyme.
It's rap set to Legend of Zelda music. I hope nobody says "fuck that, rap is noise" because that's horribly ignorant. Noise is its own genre of music, thank you very much. It's worth checking out. I'm not annoyed that nobody else likes noise, because it's so expected, but I'm not happy about it either. Various people had various reactions, except for Phil, who wasn't freaking around for some reason, and Fiona and Courtney for the same reason as Phil.
It's brilliant, but there's no Forest Temple music.
Anyway, here's what I think about this matter. Take Warwick Davis' rap from Leprechaun in da Hood and mash it up with the Forest Temple music. Maybe da hood should be in space too. The Leprechaun would have a pimped out space ship and there would be alien hookers! Oh, shut up, it is not the worst movie idea you've ever heard. Remember War of the Hitlers?
This is how many Wednesdays I've had Desire as my picture? Hmm. Speaking of Desire, people are rarely around when I specifically want to talk to someone (which meant a mounting sense of frustration as I became aware that I'd have to ask this assemble of imbecilic morons, I mean, my dear loyal readers to predictive text something), thinking that if I flew a kite, I'd feel absolutely peachykeen, and ended up in a five way conversation with Emily in which I learned that 36311 does not predictive text to anything in llc-speak, just some mundane stuff that I can't remember except it had a smiley face at the end of it. Of course, Emily did not steal Scott Cortez' cell phone, and that Corey has a plan to get revenge on the Earth by building a huge tent around it by claiming everyone is going camping, and knocking down trees with bears.
He thinks: Don't you wish people on the train were smiling and happy like this guy. Hey, his mouth is on the side of his head. Maybe he has no mouth and just drew it on with magic marker.
I think that he's not smiling at all, he's really crying inside because his mouth is stuck like that.
Read this if you've ever been through vacuous pop induced hell
Burning Question: Have our lives become so oversaturated with advertizing that we just tune it all out? I asked and Emily (or Tara? Someone with one of those names tha I can't remember with four Ms and a silent Q? ) brought up that damn fish. The one that an Agony Booth member said involved a guy hitting demo on his old Casio keytar and singing along.
It's rap set to Legend of Zelda music. I hope nobody says "fuck that, rap is noise" because that's horribly ignorant. Noise is its own genre of music, thank you very much. It's worth checking out. I'm not annoyed that nobody else likes noise, because it's so expected, but I'm not happy about it either. Various people had various reactions, except for Phil, who wasn't freaking around for some reason, and Fiona and Courtney for the same reason as Phil.
It's brilliant, but there's no Forest Temple music.
Anyway, here's what I think about this matter. Take Warwick Davis' rap from Leprechaun in da Hood and mash it up with the Forest Temple music. Maybe da hood should be in space too. The Leprechaun would have a pimped out space ship and there would be alien hookers! Oh, shut up, it is not the worst movie idea you've ever heard. Remember War of the Hitlers?
This is how many Wednesdays I've had Desire as my picture? Hmm. Speaking of Desire, people are rarely around when I specifically want to talk to someone (which meant a mounting sense of frustration as I became aware that I'd have to ask this assemble of imbecilic morons, I mean, my dear loyal readers to predictive text something), thinking that if I flew a kite, I'd feel absolutely peachykeen, and ended up in a five way conversation with Emily in which I learned that 36311 does not predictive text to anything in llc-speak, just some mundane stuff that I can't remember except it had a smiley face at the end of it. Of course, Emily did not steal Scott Cortez' cell phone, and that Corey has a plan to get revenge on the Earth by building a huge tent around it by claiming everyone is going camping, and knocking down trees with bears.
He thinks: Don't you wish people on the train were smiling and happy like this guy. Hey, his mouth is on the side of his head. Maybe he has no mouth and just drew it on with magic marker.
I think that he's not smiling at all, he's really crying inside because his mouth is stuck like that.
Read this if you've ever been through vacuous pop induced hell
Burning Question: Have our lives become so oversaturated with advertizing that we just tune it all out? I asked and Emily (or Tara? Someone with one of those names tha I can't remember with four Ms and a silent Q? ) brought up that damn fish. The one that an Agony Booth member said involved a guy hitting demo on his old Casio keytar and singing along.