miracleswithoutspectacles

2011-04-25T12:02:00.000-07:00

Back...

2011-04-22T11:33:00.000-07:00

...To finish what I started!

there is a way to hold so we all can be free

2010-05-24T02:54:00.000-07:00

Grouper - Hold the Way from Weston Currie on Vimeo.

Born Free - M.I.A from Bourgeois Ink on Vimeo.

Soupmagnet but not in Russia !

2010-05-18T01:27:00.000-07:00

Restrain the Zoo from its freedom

2010-04-25T07:27:00.000-07:00

RU ___HC

2010-04-09T11:06:00.000-07:00

I just wanna tell something about Russian Hardcore. Ok my first experience was good, in the matter of fact I already heard good things about it before I went to this gig in the centre of Moscow.

This is how it looks like exactly, the german band supposed to be there first because they have to bring the backline, really expensive there to hire stuff, i think. The two german bands get stuck in traffic, pulled over by the russian boarders while they are coming from Minsk, and after got stuck in a traffic jam for many hours. This is typically russian, but the promoters don t like this kind of joke and get stressed all over the place. People starting to leave thou it was all good sunny weather, which is not typical for this time of the year.
Eventually they can make it, the russians are making inside jokes about the germans, and everything is starting to move in fast motion since then. All the russian bands started playing only few of their songs because they have to make it before 23 o clock before the place was shut down. Ok, this is hilarious, in a silly way, the venue is like a living room, with everywhere pictures of high sociaty people who rented the place. Books in the corner next to the tinny stage which could only carry the drums.
Everybody is exicited, like this is 1980 and the first punks are about to play something unholy. The first shitty bands cause a mosh riot, karate dances, and a circle pit around the collonade. This is heavy stuff and worth watching even the bands have no PA, no stage help, all fucking DIY, the way it should be in a kind a rotten place like that. But hey, there is a party going on, and everybody is enjoing them selves. Dirty russian sing along, moshing, and everybody stays intense, not like in Europe or US where they find starting bands, below the shit level. This is all new, they have a blast, and there is friendship and hardcore all over the shitty venue. Fun and joy, and jokes like... The germans could come here during the World War 2, but now they finally made it.

Flawless Victory is the shit, played the best in the whole evening, making it all worth waiting for. Played short but powerful, wish to hear more from them in the future. Watch out for those guys, they coming out strong with their new full LP FREEDOM.
http://www.myspace.com/flawlessvictorymscxxx

To make this short, russian hardcore is really cool experience, even for me as russian. Made new friends, saw horny hardcore chicks, life is cool if you enjoy seeing the good stuff.

fuck off eat shit, die young

PS; this goes out to my buddy LIEVEN, who is probably banging his girlfriend in my bed.

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2010-04-04T14:05:00.000-07:00

The More

2010-03-02T08:01:00.000-08:00

The more, the sun is shining through, the more I feel that we are truely connected with the earth. That is the thing that binds us. I think that we must not forget that we are very similar with flowers, we grow to sun, we long for summer, we like to be warm and loaded with some great power.
I know this all can sounds naive, but this is life, very organic. How crazy is the thought that when you wake up with a sun, the whole day can be amazing. Thanks to Someone for this beautiful gift, thanks to Someone, that we have seasons, that we can feel like a real animal, the warmth of a day, the pain from the cold, the change in water dropping upon us, thanks that we can capture moments in ice and thanks to nature that it all combines and mixes all this feelings in one life, in one year, that we can enjoy the good and the bad emotions every year just only because of winter!

No time to get depressed cause summer has a crush for you!

2010-02-27T17:50:00.001-08:00

Obscure daily shadows run about.
The sound of the bells is clear and high.
The stairs of the church are shining out,
Alive, they’re waiting for you to come by.

As you step in you’ll touch a boulder, faintly,
Clad in the gruesome virtue of the past,
Perchance, you’ll drop an April flower gently
Amidst the prudent icons, in the dusk..

The rosy shadows run , obscure and scarce,
The sound of the bells is clear and high,
Dark mist is falling on the aged stairs…
I’m waiting for your footsteps to come by.

Theodore Roosevelt's Rough Riders

2010-01-14T23:08:00.000-08:00

m&h

2010-01-13T03:46:00.000-08:00

Kretin i kozli

2009-12-21T05:49:00.000-08:00

.I.

2009-12-20T11:20:00.000-08:00

am working on some projects, should be off in february. Can't say anything just gonna say its something creative.

Don't feel any cold. Just in the morning when there is a need to wake up from the sweet warm dream. My expectations of people have come below zero point just like temperature measurements. Still thankful for living, still hating the living!

Hoala Que Toala?

2009-12-12T17:22:00.000-08:00

let this be your nightmare

2009-12-12T15:19:00.000-08:00

.dance of the swing

2009-12-08T17:59:00.000-08:00

HEADCLEANER

2009-12-07T18:01:00.000-08:00

I think this is what now taking place in my head if not I am sane.
What a masterpiece, really confronting material

http://www.alessandrobavari.com/index.html

Swimming in the living room

2009-11-24T15:38:00.000-08:00

??? NO its just love

2009-11-11T08:06:00.000-08:00

Olen

2009-11-07T01:02:00.000-08:00

The Abandoned

2009-10-02T04:34:00.000-07:00

The moonlight touched the sombre waters white.
Beneath the bridge 'twas darker. Was she cold?
She shivered. Her poor shawl was worn and old,
And she was desolate, and it was night.
The slow canal crept onward; to her sight
It seemed to beckon, and the lapping told
Of rest and quiet sleep: how sweet to fold
The hands from toil and close the eyes from light,
And so shut out all memory, and go
There where men sleep, and dreams, perhaps, are not.
O never any dreams, she murmured; so,
Longing for sleep, the sleep that comes with death,
She fell, she felt the water, and forgot
All, save the drowning agony of breath.

back from eire

2009-09-30T17:01:00.000-07:00

recovering,

observing,

and

celebrating

my

final

prayer

of

our

last

words.

Totally forgot about this one...

2009-09-09T16:27:00.000-07:00

First Drop

2009-09-03T23:48:00.001-07:00

This is my first drop of Pre-Raphaelite and symbolic art... Ask me if you need to know the name of the paintings.

This looks like so much fun...

2009-09-03T01:22:00.000-07:00

... I wish they could mobilise this kind of event in Belgium. Or maybe i should do something like that

undertow

2009-09-02T10:45:00.000-07:00

Found Ation

2009-09-01T14:07:00.000-07:00

Yeah found the most craziest stuff ever. This art festival called Fame is just amazing, planing to go there next year definetly!
This is what keeps me awake, what i care about, its all about visions and the variaty of them resembeling the movements of the earth as piece art.

http://www.famefestival.it/

Kill Kill Kill

2009-09-01T08:31:00.001-07:00

Light

2009-08-25T09:09:00.000-07:00

Just Gif it To Me

2009-08-12T01:49:00.000-07:00

Will You ever sleep

Apparently not because you got to run for your life!

Playing Mister DJ ...

2009-08-11T05:17:00.000-07:00

Hypnosis

2009-08-07T09:12:00.000-07:00

2009-08-05T13:31:00.000-07:00

Morning

2009-08-03T00:22:00.001-07:00

Ёжик в тумане

2009-08-01T01:49:00.001-07:00

Try this cookie, it might not break

2009-07-26T11:34:00.000-07:00

Something strange is happening...
Getting old is starting to take notice. Its not because of my moustage is just that the people around you are changing constantly.

You never see yourself change, its only a thing that is seen on a outside
Some guy wrote in a book, I don't know who it was. Getting old is like being in theatre and watching yourself in a mirror because you don't feel old, its just the matter thats is diffrent.

Ride

2009-07-24T11:33:00.000-07:00

Staing Gifted

2009-07-20T06:29:00.000-07:00

Found this today...

2009-07-10T02:24:00.000-07:00

... and it already made my day!!!

Still GiFted in Paris

2009-07-10T02:22:00.000-07:00

Paris

2009-06-29T05:05:00.001-07:00

Paris was just amazing, the whole thing was a succes just because it was so spontaneous. We were citytripping all night. Just love the city, it is so rich of culture. I just love to visit cities by night, it gives out something magical, mistical, its almost like you are in a fairy land...

Pocahaunted

2009-06-26T01:38:00.000-07:00

If you don't know them, just watch this video above me, otherwise just watch it again.
Their concert was probably the best thing ever happend to me in Amsterdam. They are just awesome...

So pure, so full of energie
And I really like the intense dance ritual that Amanda makes. She is just so cute to watch and oh oh so sweet.
I hope you all come again guys.

Thanks for the experience!!!

because i know you out there....

2009-06-21T17:04:00.000-07:00

.passenger

2009-06-20T09:45:00.000-07:00

You gotta read between the lines
And not take everything so serious
Because life isn't a joke
It's a mistake

So Fly I Can Touch The Sky

2009-06-14T03:05:00.000-07:00

. renewal .

2009-06-07T15:24:00.000-07:00

Art is just simple as that!!! Think with me about this one...
See the simplicity! Strong gesture, right here.

John Baldessari:

Hanging Out.....

2009-06-03T09:50:00.000-07:00

THERE IS JUST NOTHING MORE COOLER THAN HAVING FUN WITH J-Lien

......:::::::::Thor::::::::........

2009-06-02T11:03:00.001-07:00

This made my day!!!
The love for metal in every way. There is no need to laugh with this....

...Ok maybe a little bit and especially the end.

Silentium

2009-06-01T02:58:00.000-07:00

Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal
the way you dream, the things you feel.
Deep in your spirit let them rise
akin to stars in crystal skies
that set before the night is blurred:
delight in them and speak no word.
How can a heart expression find?
How should another know your mind?
Will he discern what quickens you?
A thought once uttered is untrue.
Dimmed is the fountainhead when stirred:
drink at the source and speak no word.
Live in your inner self alone
within your soul a world has grown,
the magic of veiled thoughts that might
be blinded by the outer light,
drowned in the noise of day, unheard...
take in their song and speak no word.

MÚSICA PARA ASTRONAUTAS

2009-05-29T07:12:00.000-07:00

...inspiration...

2009-05-25T06:16:00.000-07:00

Inside Out

2009-05-04T15:34:00.000-07:00

We can only...

2009-04-30T11:17:00.000-07:00

Guess and just keep guessing what people think but, we just never should be afraid of being our selves.
No I can take the tears that I get of being older. And why, because living in child years we never know what is mental pain, we just know everything about the physical one.
I don't wanna put the stupid talk around here, but some things just keep me awake.
Is the thing that people don't wanna put time in understanding people. This is due to the fucked up throw-away-consumtion and the time-is-money century. There is no time to learn people, there is no time to be happy, there is no time to enjoy, there is just money and dead hearts.

If people put some time to listen out people, to hear stories, to read some books about how people are...
This leeds to isolation, non-communication and death...
Damn I just see it to radical sometimes.

So this is just maybe to show how I feel.

Feelings

2009-03-27T16:39:00.000-07:00

Damn... this song is an example of three things

First of all I want to say that I feel a great admiration for this wonderful women. She sings so deep and intense. Bringing you to an other dimentio.

This is the first example I was talking about, of a person who sings really true from her heart. She means everything by singing this song. You can just relive with her the moments about what she is singing, just feel the tension with her. Ok maybe it is just because she is a little bit stoned but, this is diffrent. She sings in her own world of a revival of her emotions. They are true and honest.

The next example is of how this is so much better of the original. I don't know its maybe really subjective but she even explains her admiration for the man who maid this song, but she brings it with her unique soulful way. She makes this song better to my opinion by making a broadly bridge.

The last thing what I wanted to say is about how the crowd is really terrible. This is maybe what makes this song so great, so powerful, its just like she melts before the crowd leaving them with no hope, she lets them come inside in her world. She tries to make the crowd sing with her but she fails and thats one of sad elements of this song.

The people are so cold that they just can't sing with her even when she asks it...

You Have Everything In Your Hands.

2009-03-20T14:58:00.000-07:00

This film above just changed my view to life. Damn I really didn't see it like that. All my pessimistic thoughts just kept me down. Now I would like to try just give it a chance. I know I must believe in it, but I just want to try it. To change my life with small steps. Damn at some points I just had tears of that movie. I don't know what made me do it, maybe it is just the simplicity of things. The fact that I just worry to much made me a stressful person.
I know there were many people before that telling me all this, but as a teenage rebel you don't take all this serious. The fact that everything can be realised if we just picture it in our mind is just so wonderful. The whole movie about this was really necessary, just to give people hope to belive in it.

Now I just want to thank everything. I want to thank life/ God for giving me 2 hands 2 legs that work great, that my eyes see well, that I taste and feel things. I want to thank people that gave me a wonderful possibility that I could enjoy things, that I leard stuff in life. That I am really well and still alive and kicking. That I can enjoy the beauty of things.

Maybe its a crazy thing to do but I just gonna draw visually what I want from life for this year. I see myself walking down a beach with a wonderful girl. I sing to her, and she just loves it. I make her happy and vica versa. I enjoy every second that I am with her, because life is wounderful, life is great, and all the things that would happend to me will just be fantastic.
I gonna become a musician, I pass my year, I gonna get smarter. I just change my view on things, and gonna feel a lot of better.

Tommorow I just gonna wake up diffrently...

The Only Thing...

2009-03-17T04:03:00.000-07:00

... That keeps me awake and going on, is just making music. Not that I completely forget the world but, when I make music I just focus on myself to make a sound that touches something inside of me. It should resemble something inside, just like a painting resembles the feelings of an artist.
The was this thing going on for like a year I think, it was an exhibition called ' Can art save the world ' And to my opinion it can, but we are just so far from civilisation that we are just really abalienated. We can't even compare ourself to what we listen or see. We are just terribly lost. To my opinion if we like something we are a part of that something and we should become one, be that something what we really admire and then there could be a change.
Now is the tendency to hear or see something to fix that for a moment and just let it leave it. We live like one day flies, sitting in shit and eating shit, never knowing that there could be something else besides that. We need to encourage and not to diss the people that are diffrent.
Damn I get just really sad when people don't hear,see & feel things, we just forget the essence...
I think there might be something universal, that features a essence, but that essence is like the phoenix bird that we never could reach.

Emptiness

2009-02-20T07:51:00.000-08:00

Completely Empty, just like the hollow walls are in my room. When I say to my wall that I like her, she just never talks back. I just like her, not because of her simplicity, gray complexion or her strong character but I like her because of her eternal silence. She would never leave me, but her silence sometimes hurts me. It's maybe because I talk too much. In my eyes she gives me comfort, because I finally realise what the essence is of silence.

Silence brings something magical with itself. It is something that we could never reach, maybe when we are dead but it's been a while when we were in that state again. But this comes close to it. When I imagine that there is something beyond our state of living I get a little taste of happiness. Silence brings me more and more to the state of monks.

Monks, I really admire them. I don't know why but they have a great believe and dedication. And they see beauty in everything, the have lost their ego for the love of God. If only I could ever loose my ego. I would understand that the essence of it all is just silence and Emptiness.

Good old days

2009-02-05T05:45:00.000-08:00

This is what I really like, some good, old, classic, sovjet cartoons. Not that fucked up 3D disney shit that has been chewing up the same scenarios for years.
This also just more than memories, the sentences that are used in the cartoon are now really good known to russian people and has even found daily uses. Thats is just insane to imagine that old people use the phrases from cartoons.
I don't know I just can't explain why I hate the disney version of Vinnie Pooh, maybe I really have russian blood...

But there is a specific kind of freandliness and a hidden moral in the russian cartoons that I really like. Even now I can watch them and still keep smiling because this are the things that stay forever, the happy memories of our childhood.

Unaware Happiness

2009-02-01T15:52:00.000-08:00

Man, how I love children, it is just really amazing. Not only they give me happiness, but they just convert and pull me back into another world, the world of my childhood. Where everything seemed so innocent, so laid back that we now even can't imagion ourselfs there in that dream. Yes, you can really compare your childhood with a dream, everything is so blurred in our memories that it really difficult sometimes to remember what were the happy things. Only pictures show us a fragment of our happiness but we even can't understand how it was to be happy at that age, at that time. The state of unaware happiness is what that dream is named.

I don't see children always as a nostalgic reflection of my life but I see them also as an inspiration. They are the pure core of creativity, they are the creators of the logic and simplicity of life that we have lost forever. We should listen to them sometimes, ask them how they think about stuff, share thoughts.

So little time so much to do

2009-01-26T17:24:00.000-08:00

I really want to start this positive, because normally I am just pessimistic. So I will try to bring up the positive stuff in here because there is no need to remember the bad stuff, just like we don't keep the crappy pictures with bad memories also.

Let me hear my voice, let me hear myself talking, do I feel a change, thats all I want to do, it is an introspection. Not that I don't care about other people, but I like the way I get to know myself every day. And as I understand myself and learn to live with it, then I can find find inner peace in my soul.

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
That sentence that Gandhi said just strikes me everytime because there are actually people who can do it. So I need to find somewhere the motivation, the striking force in myself to become one. Because this is the thing that is the problem of today for me and for other people too. Many people say one thing but do just the opposite. To some it is really harmless but it offends me sometimes at a particular point. Our mind is a really great and fantastic thing, but it is also wierd, you see, some people don't give a shit about peoples feelings and say that they love only one person, but then they commit adultery.
Sometimes it is even lying to yourself, if we take laziness for example. In our mind there are many things, plans build up for the future but we just keep postponing things, or just trying to forget.
Ok that is a thing I really hate about myself. I just can't find the harmony in my self. Would I ever find it? Thats a funny thing to say, but at least I am trying.