donderdag 31 juli 2008
Trouble
but saying something...
surrounded by hip bands going places
saying nothing..."
>> Troubled Soulz
woensdag 30 juli 2008
The Hipster
"The hipster represents the end of Western civilization - a culture lost in the superficiality of its past and unable to create any new meaning. Not only is it unsustainable, it is suicidal. While previous youth movements have challenged the dysfunction and decadence of their elders, today we have the 'hipster' : a youth subculture that mirrors the doomed shallowness of mainstream society." Douglas Haddow
Source: Adbusters Article
Thank You Blue Panther*
woensdag 23 juli 2008
Be a fox with an open mind
We'd rather follow the assertive idiot than the introspective wise person.
Psychopaths rally followers (Starkozy, Bush, Leterme..).
A solution looking for a problem.
We are not predisposed to respect humble people. They lack the courage of the idiot, yet have the rare guts to say "I don't know". Such a person is called an Epistemocrat. He hesitates, he will not commit, and he agonizes over the consequences of being wrong. This does not necessarily mean that he lacks confidence, only that he holds his own knowledge to be suspect.
The Black Swan
maandag 21 juli 2008
Tu parles, Charles
-Charles Baudelaire
Le fou copie l'artiste, et l'artiste ressemble au fou.
-André Malraux
En tant qu'artistes, nous sommes à la merci des autres pour réussir ou manquer notre vie.
-Normand Reid
L'engagement particulier de l'artiste, c'est de descendre aux entrailles des choses et de rendre exactement ce qu'il a découvert.
-Roger Vailland
i-think
I've been looking for a cool job now for a couple of weeks/months, without much success. Much to my dismay, lately I've been letting my shoulders down a bit, annoying friends with nagging insights on how difficult and frustrating it is for an intelligent, handsome and healthily ambitious young man to look for Something To Do without finding it! I need inspiration from real life situations, this is starting to effect the inflation of my musical creations.. Then again, this is real. We make our own success.. and we make our own failure? Interesting point, but I do not agree. I’m in a tight situation, but I don't take prescription drugs and I’m not a lazy bum, mum. I’m just a bit less enthousiastic right now. Nobody, including me, is very eager to help me find an occupation, or to recommend me to someone they know who might be in need of a brilliant creative mind like me. However, I don't come cheap, I'm not just gonna do any 'ole thing. I think they call it self-respect. But thinkers ar outcasts in these troubled times. You don’t wanna think about trouble, you’d wanna forget it: party and bullshit.
The fact that I'm letting my shoulders down a bit (this is grey Belgium after all, not sunny Spain) is understood by few, loathed by many. Like how dare you be so down with a frown? You think too much! Well, I’m the Wanderlust Clown.. just wanna leave it all behind, know what I mean? Don’t you just wish you had a new life? Or a new wife.. For me, running around town acting the celibate playboy with added flavour and erratic behavior hasn't helped much. I'm nursing a small reputation of being the smooth criminal who doesn't know what to do with himself, in love nor life.. Say cheese!
Smile: I'm the mirror of your Troubled Soul.
It's "each man for himself" in this post-modern world. So now I'm thinking in terms of "success is the sweetest revenge" and "I'll show them...". Grrr. Just do it Swoosh.
And eventhough positive actions don’t always lead to good results, it’s self evident that I forget this silent evidence. Hope so I do. These post-modern times are fucked man.. I just read an article.. In the Middle Ages Melancholy was proof of contemplation, wisdom and insight: something positive. Nowadays it's called Depression and considered negative and of course: ya own damn fault bwoy.
The world needs wise people, who don't do much else but contemplate, to keep the balance in this mind, body and nature-devastating consumer-world gone crazy, nah? So if I’m not occupied, if really I must do Nothing, I will be a Thinking Casanova. This, of course, is where the trouble starts. They don’t pay thinking. We judge people by how much money they make, how busy they are, what career they have, and this business is letting the world go to pieces. We do so much without actually thinking what we are doing. Just keeping busy, you know, polluting the earth. Come home and practice Mindfullness against stress and depression! Empty our empty heads. Our behaviour is changing and so is our western “civilization”: human relations are becoming more and more instrumental: I use you(r) body, you can use me and mine. Just delete the feelings from the hard disk afterwards, and start over again, my dear.
Of course there are some happy couples out there (many of whom I introduced to each other by the way), working on long-lasting, balanced relationships and making beautiful babies.. Building the future. I love them and one day I'll get there too, because that's where it's at, innit? Right now, I'm just letting a different, troubled voice be heard, because this is where I am at right now. Do you mind?
So I'm lazy job- and girl-hopping crazy slut. I enjoyed every minute of it. Thank you.
Think about it*
Now excuse me while I poke the sky. When the sun shines, enjoy the hot nights.
S.O.U.L.
zondag 20 juli 2008
Leegloper
leegloper(de ~ (m)) als in `lanterfant`: paresseux (bijv.nw. bijw.), cloche (la ~ (v)), fainéant (bijv.nw. bijw.), misérable (bijv.nw. bijw.), abruti (bijv.nw. bijw.), fêtard (le ~ (m)), nouille (la ~ (v))
Branché*
Welcome to ALEZY*
A force de rester entre semblables, on se lasse de son image. Ce ne sont plus les paysages qui posent mais les gens. Devenus décor, ils sourient. L'étroitesse des lieux n'a d'égale que celle des esprits qui les hantent. Thanks for the add : merci de ne pas me laisser dehors avec les autres. Face control.
-Question EVERYTHING (Joe Strummer)
Les branchés: dj's, graphistes, journalistes, musiciens, attachés de presse.. Tous ces métiers dont le principal instrument est l'opinion que l'on a de soi-même, et dont la matière première est l'opinion qu'ont les autres de vous. (Paul Valèry) Le petit peuple branché ne produit pas d'artistes. Leur unique fonction est d'être branchés et de le montrer. Néanmoins, passé 30 ans, nous perdons chaque année en branchitude. Il ne faut jamais nous demander jusqu'à quand nous allons mixer au club.
Il faut juste apparaitre
au bon moment
au bon endroit
La culture d'être là
plaire et flatter
jamais questionner, fouiller et libérer
Welcome to ALEZY*
Do YOU want to be part of the hip crowd?
Stay tuned.
The Lazy Rebel.
Source: Vous êtes sur la liste?
Pride & Prejudice
* en positif, la prudence, le souci de cohérence de l'individu
* en négatif sont parfois évoqués paresse intellectuelle, conformisme social, esprit routinier, voire rigidité mentale.
Les préjugés sont des jugements faits à l'avance par quelqu'un d'autre que la personne qui a les préjugés. Elle les a acceptés tels quels sans les confronter à sa propre expérience. La personne "juge" en appliquant une opinion reçue. C'est donc une opinion de deuxième main.
zaterdag 19 juli 2008
Disappointment
“Ones best success comes after their greatest disappointments.”
What we cannot accept in another
is always something
we haven't been able to accept in ourselves.
vrijdag 18 juli 2008
maandag 7 juli 2008
Love Your Life
"Love Your Life"
"Baby, this Love I Have"
"Hydra"
"Fly Like an Eagle"
donderdag 3 juli 2008
Private Life
Your acting's a drag,
It's ok on TV, but you can turn it off,
Your marriage is a tragedy,
But it's not my concern,
I'm very superficial I hate everything official,
Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2)
Your sentimental gestures only bore me to death,
You've made a deaperate appeal, now save your breath,
Attachment to obligation, through guilt and regret, shit thats
so wet
And your sex life complications are not my facinations,
Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh!
You asked my advice I say use the door,
But your still clinging to somebody you deplore,
And now you wanna use me for emotional blackmail,
I just feel pity when you lie, contempt when you cry,
Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh!
Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x8)
> Private Life - Grace Jones


