Monday, April 25, 2011

What Do The Colors Under The Beer Can Mean?

Ogre - Plague of the Planet (2008)


Nationality: U.S.
Year: 2008
Style: Doom Metal-70's Rock
Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/ogre

This CD is a wonder. No more. Has only a single song, divided into 13 segments with a duration of 37 minutes, but has a genius that few bands possess. With a music
choose doom parts and parts Ogre definitely rock this cd takes us to a world much like us in the future, where the energy crisis has forced mankind to fight for the gas to Mad Max. With a list of characters presented in previous works, will call from the fall of humanity to its resurgence at the hands of the Proto-Man. Comic story 100% and a tough critique of oil wars. Regarding

little music I can describe as a band ... peculiar. I can only say that if you like stories, I like doom, I like rock or simply want to expand the groups, Ogre is your band. Give him a chance to the song.

Songs I recommend: End Days, Drive, Dawn of the Protoman



"And oh, what a deadly foe
Soldiers Are Killed
Spilled blood is
But Are filled on cars the road "

Friday, April 22, 2011

Tuxedo Women's Sewing Pattern

blue ...





closed his eyes and watched the last few months, like someone watching a movie from the end to beginning ... rewound those months ...
began by counting the times I cried ... first they wept over it, followed by those who had cried "IT", which was mourned by l @ s otr @ s. .. ended up being not so many or so few times I cried ...
counted the times he had been sad ... with no grounds for exercise of martyrdom itself, inconsistent ...
counted the lies of the past months ... started with those who hurt themselves to someone who does not deserve it continued with whom they had reduced the extent of avoiding some adverse events were more sad that someone ... ended with those that had fallen from the tree and the other had been beaten mercilessly, and they had pursued knowing what I would find ...
counted and disagreements ... until they got bored and ended up having to do half that was certain, reflected quite well the reality ... because unfortunately used very little wrong when she was against it ...
counted the rainbow I had seen the shooting stars ... I had always asked the same three wishes, those who asked for so I had forgotten how much time did the chasing ... He threw half
for ALL the possessed ... the highest average sum of all insurance ... He told
fights, arguments, reconciliations ...
counted the days until something floated back to the floor with a big hit that floor ... I was at the height she wanted ... his own apartment ...
counted the times she ate nails, as often as they are painted, hangovers, poisonings, insomnia, restless sleep, nightmares that haunt his nights ...
counted and measured everything he could to avoid the counting of immense joy ... and it was the panic that had
not find any
...




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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Start Front Camera In Nokia E71

Series: The genera - Heavy

I intend to analyze the most famous songs from each of the major and popular genres. This analysis will consist of technical melodic voice, handwriting, social impact and personal criticism.
For each gender will use the basis of the first song the most Last.fm heard of the label to that genre. So

genres are: Heavy Metal, Rock, Pop, Punk, Blues, Jazz, Reggaeton, Rap and modern electronics. Heavy
start with that after all is what more domino in the world of music.

THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST - IRON MAIDEN

The first song that concerns us is the most listened to by the fan means, with more than 9000 copies, this song has become a icon for moving heavy. Now a small chip on it:

Artist: Iron Maiden
Album: The Number of The Beast
Year: 1982
Country: United Kingdom
Author music / lyrics: Steve Harris


Technique: Steve Harris, founder, leader and bassist of Iron Maiden, was setting trends with its powerful bass, while the solos and riffs of Adrian Smith at the beginning of the track and along it, do recognize that even when not even take 5 seconds. The base provided with battery Clive Burr gave us the feeling of galloping cowboys and their persecution by the Reds.

Voice: What about Bruce Dickinson? Even as his first album with Maiden for those dates showed that a man can make sense if you like what you do. The approach taken adopts its lyrical intonation and marked the mediocrity of the NWOBHM and re-launched a whole genre to stardom. It was a great debut for a good singer with a hell of band.

Lyrics: The letter consists of two parts. In the first we find the feeling of the tribes Indian to be invaded by the white man during the American colonization in its reprise in the second verse are the animals that speak of their struggle against the Reds. It is a point of contrast between the two sides, the two sides to see each other as something to be removed without any good and it gives us to think about the brutality and little need for unjust wars.

Social impact: His music appeared in an age when the world was in uncertainty. The Wall has just fallen and people still did not trust each other. The aftermath of the Vietnam War and the shadow of the Gulf made the people more agitated. What gave strength punk movement also flapped its wings to groups like Maiden broke through with their lyrics cultural and songs on esotericism and fantasy. Today "Run To The Hills" remains the anthem that we sang in bars and gambling dens. I would say that the youth dazzled depressive and gave something to believe. At the time the album was heavily criticized by the Christian right to be considered openly Satanist (even though it only referred to in the album's title track). After overcoming all odds, his music and especially this album, is convirieron a symbol of freedom and culture.
Home
single of 1982

Personal Review: With this song I've done great things, from making love to win football games. It's one of those songs you hear everywhere you go and, though not my favorite, will occupy a special place in my life to be one of the most I've heard.


Links:


"Selling whiskey and Taking Them Their gold
Enslaving the Young and Destroying the old"

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Do All Blu-ray Upconvert?

The rockier Palin and the case Öystergate

's blog Leather and Chains owned by a friend, posted today an article on Sarah Palin, candidate for the Republican Party, second in past U.S. elections, and believe me that it should be mentioned at all other blogs.

turns out that this kind and loving woman wears a Blue Öyster Cult song at his rallies and American fan emailed him to see if that was an accident or if she was a metalhead truth as it seemed. His surprise was highest when the former governor answered and confirmed that in his younger years of high school was a follower of the band and the rock scene of the time.
The emboldened blogger sent him another email in which he proposed a feat no other elected official had done before: Would you be able to make a review of "Opus Eponymous" Ghost of Swedes? (Highly recommended)
Well, dare and made a very remarkable result. Not only because of their lack of knowledge and criticism of a cd, but for his tufazo a political campaign and nothing to do with music. He does not take away

Article written merit telling the same things, I suggest that you spend just to see it and you bring forth your own conclusions.

Just to say that among its illustrious pearls is the surprise that leads to realize that the band is Swedish but speaks perfect English and finding their way into his mind the possibility that a terrorist might Swedish criminal acts by perfect English. Also his criticism of anti-religious songs and lyrics of violence. Finally, there is nothing wasted.

Links:
Leather & Chains: Original article
American Blog: The Tyranny Of Tradition

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Broken Capalarries Baby

without Ellas ...

All of them are bewildered ...
Lately there are always at least one of them crying ... wet the other, they spread their sadness, washes windows storage place ... lets see that which was veiled, for fun or maybe not ... With each hiccup
crying, shaking the walls of your home ... off the photos and the pictures hung, burst the glass ... break small pieces from the corner that covers ...
Every tear that falls they have the ability to fill entire rooms, drowning memories, feelings destroy ...
are contemplated quietly ... Spoken with blind eyes ... do not complain ... do not yell ... feel they do not want anything because they will not keep breaking ... everything that minimally one disarms longs the rest ...
are covered with scars, some do not know how hurt they return mirror ... reflections that do not know ... wonder if anyone will be able to recognize despite the markings so I always felt quiseron and ... they were really doubt whether they will be able to continue accumulating scars before they run out of time ... The helplessness
consume ... know that there are no fairies around ... no pumpkin coaches to help them escape ... that chimeras are tyrants when they want ... they have few colors to share and when they cry, they were diluted to disappear ... it costs them to generate colors ...

I'm breaking the house thoroughly ... I mourn the pushing because I want ... I need to be carried to the solitude those who became daily and lock doors and windows ... lights go out and make me lose ...
ending need to break the house ... because that no longer fit ...
other ... They deserve a new, not in ruins ...
one that can completely ruin again ...


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Thursday, February 17, 2011

Licensing Teardrop Camper

Altar of Oblivion - Sinews of Anguish (2009)


Nationality: Denmark
Year: 2009
Style: Epic Doom Metal
Web : http://www.altarofoblivion.dk/
Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/altarofoblivion

Those who know me well know that I am a traditional Doomster arrant. Thus many of the bands that will recommend related with gender (but not all, quiet). This band that concerns us is one of those underground projects that leave you with a great taste in the mouth after a couple of hearsay. style with Candlemass Nightfall and modern militaristic theme, Altar of Oblivion has become one of my favorite bands of Epic Doom with just a CD released to date. Slow beats with crescendos characterize the majority of his songs, but undoubtedly have created classics for me.

Songs I recommend: My Pinnacle of Power, Casus Belli and Retreat Into Delusions.



Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Is Olay Better Than Garnier

Misantropía Series: The Secret of Happiness

I had an epiphany. I found the secret of eternal (or at least long lasting) happiness.
The premise is simple: enjoy the schadenfreude.

If there is bad and enjoy it, you'll never be sad. Admit it, have you come to live at some point in your life with bliss and nothing around you is engulfed in flames and tears? I think not.

The joy of love can be powerful, yes. Love a person, an act, an object ..... hate but happiness can be more longevity. Laugh
a child to fall, knowing that the couple enjoys cakes that are so really get the horns each other and live a lie, rejoice in the misfortune of your enemy or just sit and see how bad he is your ex's life.

thousand and one ways to make possible the dream that is more within reach of ordinary people: happiness. When you submit a further opportunity for malicious smile of pleasure? Even the chocolates value (pleasure adult) will grant you this satisfaction.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Ovaries Hurt When I Sneeze And Laugh

this is ...



This started as a distraction ... knew be the corner where he could think out loud about "IT" ... could recap the things that had happened ... could mourn with letters, because they were not allowed the tears ... He does not deserve them, never did anything to deserve it ... had not built anything and had taken lots of pieces that were just mine ... He, who never ceases to make me feel infinitely broken even after leaving the scene long ago ...

knew to be the place where the coteideanidades such that one is indebted, were placed portraits and drawings with words, because they deserve a place in which they note their existence, at least for those who are part of them .. .

is the place which has always been my fairies are hidden, revealed, they have shown so far that I and so many around that are so many others ... how difficult it is to maintain an illusion caged so they do not lose, and how hard it is to feed slack that's what they are based ...

is the corner where my devilishly drown ... where my witches go to wreak havoc there ... which tend to be more hostage to my words, but at least stop using that would not let me say, those that do not let go of my mouth ...

do not know what place is TODAY ... disappointments were supposed to hand the witches, but I do not see any around ... was quite convinced of the winding which are some of the roads "aningunaparte" I love drinking, but everything is smooth in this and break the monotony of Lights "return" ... inviting me back ... each more or less infinite space ... making me feel stupid when I see them, because later might not be another ... outputs may be spaced as to wean me see ...

may leave whenever


and
can not ...

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Tuesday, February 1, 2011

How Many Overdose On Zopiclone

Give the public what who wants

Well, so far I've been updating with little more than what I wanted to, but I guess sometimes I have exceeded the thoughts and many others with the recommendations, so I will give the public what he wants and vote, and for that purpose I have put a poll in the upper left side ending October 10. Rate
what you want and what it will be updated. That's obvious to say that in the case of the recommendations I can give many in all sections.

By the end I will have already posted a recommendation for more movies and a thought, but it's always good to know what criteria is the reader.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Real Delta Gamma Hazing

Damned

No moods worse than themselves, no ??... No better demitificaciones those who feel up when you breathe, it hurts the eyes, nails, hurt from the inside out ... hurt ...

I could not run away ... do not let me ... I do not know if because of my childish or access of maturity (which I doubt deeply) ... the childishness of those around me and make me more confused than I get on my own ... my hopes that some day someone will have secure an attitude with me ... maybe because of the simple fact that I care more than I that I care ... or because I tangled myself without much notice me and when I wanted to give the first stride ... I fell ...
Everywhere you look, there are sketches of what would be rushed or ... there should be huge and detailed sketches of what I long for it to be ... no final drafts of my infinite and intertwined ideas of what it is ... but nothing is concrete ... nothing really all together and makes it more than an intangible ... I have that damn predisposition to collect intangible ...
had the task of think it was going to do this week ... my "cult" had entrusted to me as an obligation ... but I could not think ... I can not think ... because beyond being in a minefield in which things operate all the time around me, I had the silences that need to do it ... or because I broke on my own in an effort to delay it postponed, or that broke for me in knowing what will or what loyalty abstract desire ...
I can not choose ... I realized that although he wants to run and I can not ... but I do not seek to evade goes well and I have no desire ... I ran out of time in limbo and I'm standing in the place I have less desire to be ... where missteps are a pit that swallows my time and desire without any compassion ... a well where there is no room for absolutely none of my children or my tyrant inconsistent protective ... Yesterday
did not want to see how it flies when you wake up the vile and tyrants with no one pursuing him ... I keep hitting to see how l @ s otr @ s flee ... I finished watching ... and lately inadvertently I spend a lot of things ... not how ...
I'm still obsessed with the colors ... I still can not recover that lost ... I still want to paint everything that is not painted ... to order in the chaos that it only rains on the minds of some ... to locate better what is assumed to have no place but I want to have it ... maybe, says DL . "are the monochrome (conscious for me) puganmos color which" ... we are and we are more than broken ...
the damn ...

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Is Chewing Ice A Sign Of Anemia

Film: The Man From Earth (2007)


Title: The Man From Earth
Original title: The Man From Earth
Year: 2007
Country: USA
Genre: Sci-Fi

Director: Richard Schenkman
Cast: John Billingsley, Ellen Crawford, William Katt, Annika Peterson, Richard Riehle, David Lee Smith, Alexis Thorpe, Tony Todd, Steven Littles, Robbie Bryan, Chase Sprague
Profiles:



Synopsis : John Oldman, a history professor college, decides to move. Before leaving without even knowing where to go has decided to gather his friends, all colleagues from the University, to tell his biggest secret. No aging. Is 14,000 years and is a Cro-Magnon man.
None of his friends can say for sure if he is mad, he is lying or telling the truth, but the fact is that their stories have no fault.

Opinion: This movie is spectacular. Even though the premise is a bit vague, those who see with an open mind will realize all the wonderful film it is. With only one main stage room and a science fiction story that has nothing special effects, you find yourself trapped in history, listening to their stories and planteándote how would you respond if someone told you something if you yourself you will become like him. Special mention to the soundtrack which, although small, is perfectly located.
is a film that will make you think, enjoy and see things from another point of view, from science to history and religion. This is what I think the last good movie and cult of the past 5 years.

Notes: Apparently so masterful script for this film was conceived by Jerome Bixby in 1960 and died just after finishing in 1998, so this became his posthumous work.


Score:
-Address: 10
-Script: 10
-principal Interpretation: 10
-secondary Interpretation: 9
Worship
-Level: 10
Media: 9.6


Note: The film is only available in English (with subtitles so less). And when you see, odiareis commercial films with budgets.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Swatch Of Lorac Blushes

smoke and be the last we'll

I smoke. Yes, I am a smoker and hateful villain, and I will be even more when I say that for the moment I have no intention of quitting.

The latest anti-smoking laws (in force in Spain on January 2, 2011) left me wondering what the price of a healthy lifestyle and no vices.
Our health is important, like the others, I know, but there are some liberties that should not be banned.
The snuff is not a right but a privilege that each year he is increasing its restrictions to the public. Posters of "Smoking is bad," "Stop Smoking", "This woman is pregnant and smokes!" watching the snuff kills slowly become more and more common in our cities and televisions.
absurd laws such as banning smoking in parks or tails (even if they are outdoors) makes me think that it is only a diversion, a distraction to keep us worried about ourselves and not other things.
I know how hard it is to the snuff, but I also believe in choice and public education. And I will not go to a maternity ward to smoke a cigarette (although could) do not expect someone comes to me in the queue dela bus and tell me to shut my cigar because it is forbidden.
I know has cancer, angina, emphysema, cardiovascular problems and that causes addiction among others, but I also know that as bad are trans fats, artificial sweeteners and preservatives (not to mention the pesticides and chemical "green"), and if I stop to name the details of alcohol ... everyone would suffer.

Yes, I think a bar should be chosen (as set out now) whether you can smoke or not and that mold to their clients made; also think that smoking is something that has been done for a long time and has made significant revenues to state coffers. I think that after the smoking ban will all be required to keep our numbers PowerBalance DNI. Of course, this is only my opinion and I am only a fan of black movies do not understand how people can live as long as you can tell what services.
no longer exists "Bread & Circus" for the people.

In the 50's thought that smoking was a covering of virtues and giving vitamins and calcium. Today it has been shown to cause cancer and more diseases, so ask yourself: What will kill you in 50 years?

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Old Tokidoki Backpack

read me ..

Who is undermining whom? ...
I'm still keeping you up to where I can, in limbo ... not know which side I want you ... not knowing how much longer I can do it ... how much time I have left ...
're constantly trying to pull off what are my "props" ... vigilant against "my fairy", "witches", "I them" without knowing what they embody ...
We have different desires ... you want change ... think more like you, closer than they think they want to believe you have that "only truth" ... want to think like other ...
I want you to see ... I endeavor to show that there are other things around ... there is no "one truth ", if not true for everyone, made of what each can or leave it ...
not want you to think like me ... I do not seek to convince you that my way is better than yours ... I do not think it is ... I feel infinitely stupid treating ...
may not found a way to get to show anything yet ... maybe you're not too early to see ... maybe you lost the ability to see beyond your ideas "l @ s otr @ s" , because those ideas
I ate ... I need not explain analogies, of symbolism ... I read ... LEO of little stories ... those who talk of fairies, witches, people entangled with people of those that wake FEELINGS, these filthy tyrants of choices and attitudes ...
At times, I feel that for the short talk, listen too little ... or maybe just listen to me little by me, because I think that anything that can tell you is good enough to deserve more attention ... is a possibility ... More than penalties
washed and dried under high winds on sunny days behind me ... more than a baby spitting touched the world ... more than a shrew hearts of others chewing and spitting on the floor rather than infinite lack of control ... and much more infinite loneliness ... there is more than what you see ... a lot more than you can see with MI permission ...
need permission to walk through the hall of the ruined cottage where they live THEM MY (why to VOS NO that belief, they are my multiple personalities), and could not read anything of what I figured you'd be able to read ... I always thought that a good book is one that can be read in many ways and find a different meaning each time one reads it, every time I read a different person ... I see that I read so different from the others that I can think how good I am writing!

I TOLD I care ... I do not need illuminated signs to see you ... I do not want more pets (I reached with the two I have) ... that there is a gaping hole between the two and is all yours ... I hope

SEE say I do not mind ... you do not look for me to analyze it ... you will not convince me to live someone else's ideas, because I prefer that one ... that har my bridges will endure until ALL mines the foundations ... that there is poc @ s as I able to disarm the rainbow and retain the ability to see magic as well ... that the probability that be approached by similar @ @ twice is on the verge of uniqueness ...

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Saturday, November 27, 2010

Does Safeway Make A Doll Cake?

today, I'm Creep ...


Always seek what is different ... be different from the rest ... I stubbornly that happen ...
I really appreciated and all that was in my power to achieve my goal I did win ...
I look so different now than in the mirror hurts ... it hurts in the eyes of others ... it hurts both day and night ... pain in company and in solitude ...
condition me to choose what is difficult, more complicated ...
for all my losses raised altars to visit when the shadows clouding my surroundings ... I treasure all my disagreements
to take refuge in them, became the "anchor" my THEM ...
Cauntifiqué all my feelings and emotions so hard that my tears turned petty and covered with tar muscle center of my chest ... to be "less vulnerable" to other, more "antihuman" myself ...
I unfolded in all THEM accompany me now, with the desire that if something is already "broken" is almost impossible to keep breaking ...

And I was wrong I was wrong ... infinitely ...

I keep breaking ...

lost the ability to quantify what is really needed and my eyes are full of tears at times, me and my feelings betray if his guard down ... the pitch is falling ...

The old disagreements are attached to the new to drag when they feel like ...

My altars are in ruins, abandoning much as my tale ...

And at times I HATE


being so fucking


DIFFERENT ...

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Friday, November 12, 2010

Female Doctor Measure Penissize

Fall, as you co ....



Well, now I am writing to a single day of my trip to Ireland because of my mental rest and relaxation of social pressure surrounding.

These last few days I wanted to write about many things. Things like the positions that can take a man sleeping in bed with a woman which is one single bed (shown), classes of persons who are at a metal concert, tutorial to start making your own embroidered patches, chronic Concert Blind Guardian, 3 recommendations, movie, 2 book reviews and a new section of video game recommendation. Why
even any of that? Then out of laziness. The cold was dormant as a bear. Also because at least four of these issues and people talk too much.


After this slight introduction about what I'm doing and planning, I come to speak the hard fall in relationships.

happens that summer love fade away under the carpet the cold and what was burning passion to these dates it becomes distance and strangers.
tests, studies, jobs, birthday, family trips for Christmas .... precludes all healthy and appropriate use of a stable relationship and, therefore, becomes something as fragile as a walrus dancing figure skating on a frozen lake in Peru.

We all happened to have been abandoned (or have done) after what appeared to be an interesting relationship over the summer. Few today that you see with couples over two years and even fewer are those who see with the intention of owning something, but always happens when least expected talks and you find people with your same tastes, hobbies and passions. If this happens, the comfort and routine trap you in what we call a relationship!



you, I have three stages to follow:
  • Make it a one-night: Nothing will go beyond a momentary physical feeling. If you get a third time with him / her, passed this phase.
  • To transform on a roll: Admit it, how many times a roll was just a roll without one of them wanted something else?
  • you've started the beginning of a beautiful friendship ... relationship: Eventually all this becomes roll. Jealousy is skin-deep and you recognize yourself smiling more often than they're used, but you are well and happy.
Some people are not adapting to phase change and assumes that continue in the same even without talking to their partners. But Recognize them, a roll of more than 3 months and not a roll, is a pure relationship as understood today.

can always put images chorras
elements outside the relationship, such as loyalty, understanding or lack of interest on the partner can be determinants to achieve its unexpected ending, which brings me to my main subject today, my dears, after summer, autumn comes, and looked so good couples are separated from screaming, public fights, accusations and insults. Although
is also another kind of couple, that even though the discussions, jealousy, blame, and others, continue together and trying to be as caramel the world even though his constant fights ... I hate them with all my being.

Sit down and enjoy the show, if you read this and you feel identified with any of these characters are exposed to is your decision to continue this or change it.

"Everybody knows it's better by you, better than me" - Judas Priest / Better By You, Better Than Me

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Davids Cornflower Blue Dresses

me & Myself & my other self ...

NADA If this hurts so much, I do not remember how duelene my ALL ...
Because the homeless are no longer passengers ... because the disappointments are deepening ... because I did not choose to be on this Across the street ... because my comings and goings are as consistent as I bit and I complement ...
I never want to go through what hurts ALL ... because my they are not prepared for that so soon ... is infatuated when everything is over, if not completed to quantify what we took the last storm ... retain (and I hope it continues going) the illusion that they are just as whole, you do not notice the scars, that the penalties are washed with rain water and dried on a clear day ... if you do not retain some of them, I'm sure my parts are not arming could continue even with my little desire ...
I'm full of new ideas, dreams, of desire ... and yet also the sadness overwhelm me, the disagreements, disappointments ... I'm tired of looking in the mirror to the same deluded with more gray, less chimeras, abandoned by her fairy ... that reflection cancino an obligation to be less than it really is, to better match what you can not show the other ...
Someone told me that the world is divided into ideological and Idealist ... ideologues tend to be alone and feel infinitely sad ... accompanying idealists, they share something between them, have pairs, but living someone else's ideas ... the saddest part of the analogy is that you can not choose which side you want to be and realizes, only if it can do stand alone ...

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