27 March 2009 @ 11:00 pm

… and they want their full-length interview taken down due to concerns over the recording of Muslim prayers. I’m not kidding - just got a call, the website I work for has been hosting a full-length interview with the band, as well as the cut version for TV, as we normally do.

It turns out half way through the interview, the band call a halt to proceedings, recorded in Morocco, as it’s prayer time for the local Muslim populace. But the camera and sound guys, whom I’m pretty sure were a local crew (don’t quote me on that), didn’t stop recording.

I’m sure it’s out of respect, ’cause they’re good dudes and all that, but I’m still gonna say U2: SCARED OF THE MUSLIMS for the googles.

Mirrored from Radio Over Moscow.

 
 
31 October 2008 @ 11:20 am
So I called that snail-mail-spam-scam place this morning, to find out how they got my name and address - they woudn't tell me, then I got a phonecall from manager Julie (I'm assuming she's the woman with the '80s haircut on this page), who said she would not tell me either, so I'm not sure the point of her call except to call me stupid and tell me if I wanted their business, I'd have to beg. Err, what? Peter Sun and the Better Business Institute? More like Better Hope Their Victims Can't Use Google

In other news, I'm looking forward to the new Destiny Church Circus. We should build a wall around it and let the lions loose. Or failing that, let Jeremy Wells loose.
 
 
03 December 2007 @ 09:55 am
Someone's afraid of a bunch of Scandinavians playing dress-up. "I don't think we can force our views on others but at the same time we think it's a very negative influence on our city," says Karen Crawshaw, some idiot pastor. I hope she googles herself regularly and finds this.
 
 
09 November 2007 @ 08:25 pm

It's not quite as epic a fail as the South Park Virgin Mary carry-on, but still pretty funny. Check out the Herald's article on David Duchovny's new series, Californication - in particular, this gem of a sentence:

Sister Teresa said the nuns could not participate in the boycott as they did not watch television.

I'm not sure the internet can handle this much irony, to be honest. And how about this:

Family First has called on viewers to boycott advertisers screened during the show.

If it's such a horrible piece of television, why did they force themselves to sit through it? To watch advertising? Whaaa?

I went to a WINZ meeting this morning, some kind of introduction to the dole. I don't really need an introduction to the dole, but things have changed a little it seems. Despite my insistence that I was only applying for the dole to fill in the possibility of a short gap between the end of my student allowance and full-time employment (which this late in the year, may not happenfor a couple of months), and that I'd just completed a grad-dip in order to get away from job-for-the-sake-of-it jobs, they said as soon as I have an offer, I have to take it. Even if it's an offer they've recieved from a supermarket or a factory. Hmmm. I said any min-wage robot-work style employer (the kind they're pushing people toward) is unlikely to take on anyone who'd be quitting at the first hint of a proper career-type job, and the guy said "you're not supposed to tell them you'll be quitting in a month or two,"  which I suppose is true, but I also suppose if I can prove I'm looking for proper work, they'll leave me alone. 

I don't see how making people work full-time in low-paid jobs they hate is going to stop being people unemployed anyway - won't they just quit or find a way to get fired, and end up back at intro-to-the-dole meetings?

Anyway, almost closing time. Any thoughts on the video? (See, I put my free time to creative use damnit)

 
 
Current Music: Goldenhorse
 
 
18 September 2007 @ 03:45 pm
The Destiny NZ political party has disbanded. Yay. But the Destiny church is planning on starting another. Boo. The new party will apparently be based on "family values", which I'll assume to be beating children, enforcing religion in schools and ruining TV.
 
 
06 August 2007 @ 11:08 pm
"Sexy sports presenter splits with ref" - the first sentence is enough! I know it's credited to the Sunday News in the small print, but they could at least not put it on the front page of the site if they want to be taken seriously now, huh?

So my week in Hamilton... On the first day, we popped into the Dewar court case in one of Htown's three adjacent courtrooms; it was the first day, and as I'd no idea what this Dewar guy looked like, I thought the guy being interrogated was Dewar. It wasn't, and was boring as fuck anyway, so I didn't really care when I found out it wasn't him.

On the second, we'd been in the Waikato Times office not even an hour and all the computers died. All us newbies panicked, while our tutor said things like, "how'd you have done this twenty years ago?".

A dumb question, cause (a) twenty years ago I was still learning how to tie my shoelaces, and (b) we've never been taught how exactly to go about things without computers. Use phone books? Okay, and what do we say when people tell us what we're asking is on the website? Write it longhand? Yeah, but will they mark it? Etc etc.

Anyway. I interviewed Pedro Carneiro on Wednesday morning, which was kinda cool. Part of me was hoping he barely spoke English so I could get everything down on paper without too much trouble. Turns out he's a fluent speaker, and I'd called him at 10pm (I was told it was 9pm in Portugal). Hmmm. Anyway, he was really cool, and going by his Youtube videos a much better classical marimba percussionist than any I've probably interviewed before.

So over the week I did a story on a high school surfing competition, a brief on APRA, the piece on Pedro, a preview of a play at the uni, and an article on a high school with a record label in Ngatea, which the Times decided to get a photo for - driving a photographer and I an hour each way to cover. I'm not sure which if any of these stories have been/will be published, being back in Aucks, but we'll see. The brief was included on the Ent page on Thursday, the play piece later this week I've been told. Fingers crossed for the rest.

Haha, Dave Letterman's getting ripped apart by someone from HR. He works one hour a day, high blood pressure, and has been with the company 14 years without a promotion. Hehe.

Anyway... the trip to Htown wasn't all work. Which doesn't mean the rest of the time was all fun. We stayed at the Ascot Lodge Motel; my room, and I suspect the others, had no internet, a shower whose five streams you couldn't position yourself in at once, and a Gideon Bible. Our tutor stayed across the road at the Kingsgate Hotel, which you can tell was awesome just by comparing the names.

My best attempt at entertainment alone involved hooking up my iPod to the TV, which for some reason only played the left channel, or playing mp3s off the laptop, which due to my lack of mp3s (AAC for the win) and desire to use the memory-limited laptop for getting thrashed at Civilization wasn't anything to rave about.

I went out one night and played pool with Rob and Jennah which was fun, and the night ended earlier than we wanted cause everything in Htown shuts early on a Tuesday; no bowling and video games for us.

On Wednesday we (the students) went out as a group to Barzurk, the gourmet pizza place. I think I was the only one who actually ordered a pizza. Anyway, it was an enlightening evening; it seems the young 'uns, predominantly those in the 3rd year of their degrees, want to forgo an honourable career in exchange for a money-grubbing career in PR, and the older ones, predominantly us in the grad dip course, intend to go into proper journalism. Strange, when you think at first it'd be the older ones who have degrees and go back to uni that'd be doing it for sanity and non-ideological reasons.

But you know, come the end of the course, we'll see what jobs are available...

Anyway, one particular student really ground my gears on the trip, but in that 'I find it amusing and a little frustrating while she gets completely riled up' kind of way. Cutting a long story short, she's a loud, incessant, rejects-anything-that-doesn't-sound-right to her kind of person, but not in that persuasive and admirable... sort of way. More in that intolerable, loud for the sake of it, inarguable... kind of way.

I remember last semester at the marae trip, after standing up for five minutes talking about how much Jesus meant to her, how angry and offended she looked after I spent my minute or so explaining why I was agnostic.

The most ridiculous part of the whole non-debate (at a pizza joint, for god's sake) was the moment she leaned past me and said directly to the girl to my left, a Christian who'd this far not disagreed with anything I'd said, "well we're not afraid to die, cause we know where we're going, eh?"

Quietly afterwards (and some even during), the others at the table (including she to my left) pretty much all agreed it was not a done deal Christianity was 100% correct, even if it was their faith.

I'm not sure if it counts for anything that she didn't stay with us for the entire trip, instead choosing to commute from Auckland to Hamilton every day, at her own expense, rather than spending three or four nights with us open-minded scum.

But the night was fun, regardless of how it comes across now. I do enjoy prodding and egging along people with bizarre opinions without giving too much of a shit myself where we end up. If I come out of it understanding another point of view a bit better that's great, if I disagree with their reasoning and they come out of it better understanding my point of view that's even better. If what they're proposing is blatantly absurd and they refuse to budge, the more ridiculous I can show their position to be without getting amped up myself, well that's a night well spent.

To counter-act her pro-Jesus bias and balance out the universe, as all good journalists are meant to do, I then thought I'd steal a bible. What could be worse than committing a supposed crime with the very word of God? As it turns out, most things are. One was left in the drawer in my room making it easy, but a quick glance at wikipedia suggests those who planted it wanted me to 'steal' it. Ah well. I'm sure when I'm done it'll make a good table leveller, projectile, fire, or something.

Court reporting lessons start tomorrow. Bed, I think.
 
 
Current Music: TV
 
 
07 April 2007 @ 02:54 am
I got home half an hour or so ago, trying to find something on TV interesting enough to watch, yet dull enough to put me to sleep... I know I'll end up on the Nat Geo channel or BBC News, but you never know.

Scully is destroying the Franz Ferdinand (the band, not the man) poster we have up by the second couch tower. And now he's drinking the water out of my glass on the end of the couch!!! AHARGRAHGHGH!

Anyway, had a cool night, we ended up in a chaotic game of Cranium, which I hadn't played before, and don't think I could play again without instruction from someone who had. And I was given a knife! I'll give the context later.

I still hate Jesus' followers.
 
 
Current Music: National Geographic Channel
 
 
06 April 2007 @ 01:59 pm
There's this weird meta-Batman movie on TV at the moment - it is simultaneously the story of how the show began, and Adam West and Burt Ward investigating a mystery, in the present day. As themselves, not as Batman and Robin.  Weird.

Anyway... Our show last night was all kinds of awesome. The band on before us, The Viet Nam War, brought along a shiatload of people; and since they put half of them on the door, they gave up their share of the money, which ended up being huge regardless. That, and we played real well, the new stuff came together, and there were heaps of people up dancing. Our last show at the Dog's Bollix lost us $60, this one made that back probably three or four times over. Very nice!

[info]tariqa's gone to Christchurch to hang out with Alison ([info]kiwialicat). Unfortunately, I forgot Jesus doesn't allow alcohol sales on his day of death, and I forgot to prepare! Was planning on perhaps playing poker with Flik and some of her friends tonight, but she forgot it was Jesus Day too. Stupid ass religion.

I bought this computer game, Black & White, and it's pretty funny. You're a god, you have villagers, there are other gods, and so on. But what's cool, is you don't necessarily have to be 'good' - you can frighten your people into worshipping you. Also, you have this magic creature you ahve to teach from a young age. Mine's an ape, and eventually he got sick of the grain I was feeding him. I gave him a sheep, and he ate one, then said he wasn't going to eat another. Same with a cow. So I gave him a piece of his own poo - yes, he does poos and needs to be toilet trained - and he ate it! Then chundered everywhere, and got angry... yeah.

At the moment I'm getting pretty good mileage out of throwing large boulders at villages that haven't yet converted to worshipping me. And any game that allows me to say "At the moment I'm getting pretty good mileage out of throwing large boulders at villages that haven't yet converted to worshipping me," is pretty awesome, by default!
 
 
Current Music: The Gospel Of Judas on Nat Geo channel
 
 
31 March 2007 @ 09:25 am
Public Address has been doing a bit on s59 recently - including this awesome piece, which points out the folowing:

How far can Mr Smith carry his logic that: "... scripture declares it is so, therefore I am obliged to believe and practice it"? I'm thinking of other bits of parental advice in the Bible, such as Deuteronomy 21:18-21 which states that parents should put persistently disobedient sons to death; or Deuteronomy 13:6-9 which says that you must kill your children if they try to convert you to another religion.

Hard News done a piece similar to mine of a couple of days ago, tearing apart the arguments some of those posting on the NZ Herald website have been making - including the following awesome burn:

Stace
I will just have to smack my kids so hard that they cant tell anyone about it.

You know what? Never mind whether you'd actually do that. You're a fucking scary freak for even forming the thought that let you write that sentence.


Very nice.

I High-Fidelitied our CD collection last night, into three sections. Firstly, the best CDs, which occupy the entertainment unit's CD holder whatsit; so that way, visitors who want to check out our CD collection will see all the awesome stuff first. And criminals will find it easier to steal the not so good CDs instead of the good ones.

The best CDs section spills over into my little CD holder thingee. The second section is all the NZ stuff, which happened to fit nicely and alphabetically into Tariqa's CD tower thingamabob. And lastly, everything else is alphabetised and sitting in the book case. The CD boxsets are being used to block off the bottom of the entertainment unit, to stop Scully getting in behind everything and chewing the stereo speaker wires he so loves to munch on.

I didn't realise how many double ups we have though! Two copies of Absolution, two Franz Ferdinands, two Garbages... but only one copy of the Divinyls' "I Touch Myself" on CD single.

Anyway... speaking of Scully, the feline tornado, he managed to jump off the balcony again. I found him whimpering down the park beneath a tree, scared out of his pants. He doesn't seem injured oddly enough, so perhaps he climbed down the tree that encroaches upon our balcony. Or maybe he learned how to land the first time. Either way, his daredevil Randy Campbell antics haven't cost us a couple of hundred bucks this time around. We're gonna have to get his balls chopped off pretty soon, if he keeps this up.

NZ beat the Windies! Woooo! Alright! Yeah! Uh-huh.
 
 
Current Music: crickets chirping, cats hungry
 
 
29 March 2007 @ 07:24 am
It seems the Christians want to beat kids too. Even odder, the kids themselves are so brainwashed they WANT to be beaten.

"If someone truly loves his children he will discipline them according to God's word, which is with the rod," said Carl Leenders, 15. "If you don't, you hate them."

Yes - if you don't beat your children with rods, you must hate them. Fundamentalist Christianity for the win!
 
 
Current Music: the rain
 
 
28 February 2007 @ 02:26 pm
I just made my first call to a person I don't know to write a story that probably won't get published, but it was pretty scary anyway. But now that cherry's popped, I'm all go now, even if the people I'm calling don't seem to be in the office. They're just trying to make it worse, aren't they... it's the waiting that kills. That, and the ineligible scribble that passes for longhand in my notebook. It may as well be shorthand for all I can read it.

The article I'm writing is about a free bus trial happening sometime in the next couple of months around Auckland. If the Auckland Regional Transport Authority keep not being in, then it's pretty much going to be a fluff piece for the Residents Action Movement.It's not really specific to the paper I'm meanto to be writing for - Auckland City Harbour News - so it likely won't see publication, but that's not really the matter, Im just glad to have the first of my twelve articles underway...

Anyway. We've got our next gig sorted, so pencil us in your social diaries for Wednesday the 14th of March at the Wine Cellar on K Rd. Playing with a couple of other groups, some band I can't remember the name of and the Romanovas. Are they any good? (yes, I'm asking you Petra)

And I like me the sounds of this. Of course regardless of its validity it won't change anything in the minds of actual Christians, but it's still a pretty good laugh. Next up, the shoe of Brian?
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Current Music: tpying madness
 
 
21 July 2006 @ 10:36 pm
Woah, something went wrong with the html on that last post.

Anyway. I keep thinking of things to write about when I'm away from the computer, then forgetting them when I am in front of the computer. Sucks, it really does. So, umm, how 'bout that beginnings of world war three, huh? Personally, I'm all for an all-out Israeli assault. It'll speed up the process, get it over and done with. The quicker the fundies of the world bomb the crap out of each other and let the rest of us get on with it, the better!

As for my impossible missions, I've failed one so far, visiting ye olde Burger King last Saturday. I've taken up another in its place though, and applied for a job at Google. Buahaha.

[info]tariqa and I had half price tickets to see The Lakehouse, so went tonight.... I'm glad it was half price. They could've made it a whole lot more... logical... had they not felt obliged to give it a happy ending. The way they forced the main characters to meet and live happily ever after really makes no sense at all!

***SPOILER ALERT***

So the only reason Kate moved to the lakehouse in the first place was because she was convinced to by a co-worker after seeing Alex die, right? But by the end of the movie, the past has changed, and he doesn't die - therefore, she doesn't move to the lakehouse, and never recieves his letters, so he doesn't get the warning about the bus in Deeley Plaza... and therefore dies. And what's with the 'conversations' they have, while out in public, doing the dishes, etc etc? The plot requires them to put letters in the letterbox to communicate - are they really exchanging letters with sentences such as, 'Ok ok ok ok,'? And chatting as if they're on MSN? Why doesn't she send back lottery numbers/sports results, etc etc? Why didn't they exhange pictures of each other? And wouldn't she, a doctor, have known the name of the guy who died in her arms, and later recognised it as his? And what's with the inconsistent effects of changing the past? Sometimes things enacted in 2004 are present in 2006 by virtue of existing since 2004... but some, such as the tree, are enacted in 2004 but the effects (in this case, a fully grown tree) only appear in 2006. I'd suspect if one day a fully grown tree appeared out of nowhere, it'd be news. And so on and so on...

***SPOILER OVER***

Of course, that's blindingly obvious to anyone who bothers to watch the movie, so yeah. Categorise it with Sliding Doors - good idea, chick flick execution. One day, I'm going to write a time travel move with NO plot holes and paradoxes. Paradoxi. Parodi. Except that of the time travelling itself. Basically, trees won't appear out of nowhere (like in the Lakehouse) - everything that happens will be apparent from the start, but won't make sense to the viewer till later on - like Fight Club or Twelve Monkeys.

And maybe there will be a boy who's half robot and...
 
 
Current Mood: meh
Current Music: Muse - Stockholm Syndrome
 
 
06 June 2006 @ 04:31 pm
A Bible research group called the Lords’ Witnesses, claim to have found the true symbolic Bible code which applies to both the Old and New Testaments. They have found that all Bible accounts obey certain grammatical rules. In particular the number of nouns which act as nouns in every Bible account is divisible by the number of meanings that the account has, and the total number of both distinct nouns acting as nouns and distinct possessive noun chains (which contain a noun acting as a noun and other nouns acting as possessive adjectives) in each account is likewise divisible by the number of meanings of that account. They have discovered that every Bible account has encoded within it the number of extra symbolic meanings that the account has. Some bible accounts have no extra symbolic meanings, others have as many as 6 extra symbolic meanings.

This is perhaps the most ridiculous thing I have ever read. And for the record, yes I have read (most of) Dianetics

BUT WAIT! Yes, there is more. For fuck's sake.

This work is not a New York Times best seller like the Hebrew Letter Skip code of Michael Drosnin and it is not a commercially successful fiction like the Da Vinci code of Dan Brown. But it does reveal accurately how the last true Christian church should be run, which is what might one expect from a true Bible code. It also reveals that Armageddon begins on March 23rd 2008, and ends on August 20th 2008. It reveals that Jesus comes down to earth to sort out the sheep from the goats on 5th/6th May 2008 during Armageddon, at the end of the 1335 days of Daniel 12:12 and that the faithful sheep are raptured to be angels on 6th/7th June 2008. This is the post tribulation rapture. After that things get really bad, and we succeed in destroying ourselves fully by August 20th 2008 - see www.biblecodeintro.com/intro44.html.

And for the record once again, I do actually own, and have read both The Bible Code by Michael Drosnin, and The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown. But I like how in this version Mr. Jebus begins the sorting on a Friday. He obviously knows it's going to take all night - and plans for the sleep in on Saturday. I wish I could do that, but it seems I have more important things to do on a Saturday than Mr. Jebus. But it all ends on a Wednesday. Wednesday? That's pretty much as far from a religious day as you could imagine.

Apparently it all begins with a nuclear bomb going off in Manhattan, so I suppose that gives me a minute or two, at least,  to decide what the fuck I am going to do. If it all happens, I suppose my first port of call will be the local church. But which one?!?!?! Fuck, I don't want to go to hell all because of  mistook the 225 bus for the 227.

References to prove I'm not making this up.
 
 
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: Flaming Lips - At War With the Mystics
 
 
06 June 2006 @ 11:01 am
It's the sixth of the sixth of '06! We're all gonna DIEEEEeEE!!!!!!!!
 
 
Current Mood: distressed
Current Music: the sound of cars on the motorway
 
 
25 February 2006 @ 11:43 am
So, I finished the album, mixed it all, etc etc, and yay. I've proved to myself I'm able to piece together something vaguely resembling listenable in quick time - before I undertook the FAWM challenge, you see, I'd spent two months or so hacking away at a track called 'Effortlessly,' that proved itself to have a rather ironic title, as I couldn't get it to work. I mean, the arrangement was perfect, exactly what I wanted, but the execution and production wasn't right. I probably spent as much time arranging and attempting to record that song as I did writing, recording, mixing and mastering Countdown To Meltdown - the February album I just completed - which is insane!

But anyway. Countdown To Meltdown will be up on the internets in easy to download 128k mp3 bite-size pieces sometime next week. I was gonna make the covers for the CD versions today, but realised I made them only 11.5 cm wide, which is a far cry from the 12cm I need if it's a pack of conventional CD size case I've bought, or 14cm if it's the super-wide slimline ones. Dang. If you want a CD version, and by CD I mean CDR, but you get a sleeve and a case of course, let me know. It's not the greatest thing I'll ever put out, but it's probably the oddest overall. Once it's up on the internets I'll let you know which are the best tracks, so you don't have to download and sit through four minute keyboard wig-outs with cats meiowing and so on before finding the good stuff.

So, how about that South Prk? Got six times the normal number of viewers, I think C4 and Canwest should be thanking the Catholic Church for all the free advertising. So should Pink Floyd, as a doco on the making of Dark Side of the Moon played right afterwards, and I know I sold a copy as a result, so I imagine plenty of other stores did too. Pity the episode wasn't one of South Park's better ones. Stan calling the AA a cult was pretty funny though. This group has some particularly hilarious propoganda on their website, including saying that broadcasting the episode was like being a small kid on the school bus getting beaten up by bullies for his lunch money. WTF?

Last night I went to a research company's HQ for a meeting to discuss non-alcoholic drinks. Kinda like a focus group or something, I suppose. After an hour or so, there was no doubting as to which particular company was sponsoring the research, as we got to give our opinions on different potential brand names and so on for a new range of fruit drinks, some of which were hilarious - would you buy a fruit drink called 'Sting'? Or 'Citrus Shock'? Or beter yet, 'Blitz,' yet written in a way that it appears to read, 'Butz'? Hehe, maybe you would actually. Some of the others there certainly sounded enthusiastic about all the suggestions, bar one. Lets just say you shouldn't expect to see a fruit drink called 'Torpedo' on the shelves any time soon...

I left work here early to do that, as it paid about five times the rate this place does. Sophie (the co-worker, not the cat) was here last night, and we talked about the kinds of things employees at the bottom of the ladder talk about. I'm gonna ask for a payrise above the min wage increase next month, cause they've cut our hours so in effect, there's no payrise at all. I've been here seven months, I know my product knowledge and so forth is better than most of the people working at the store down the road, so yeah. That, and it'd be nice not to live week to week, searching out other work to supplement my pay. I like working here, and don't want to quit, but yo know. There comes a point...

Mark (my manager) was saying Head Office want everyone to sign new contracts, writing more customer service responsibilities into them... I pointed out that as yet, I haven't signed a contract, and I'd be expecting one to be written in before I signed anything :p Fair enough he reckoned. As I never see the people whose decision it'd be, I think a letter would be the way to go. I think...
 
 
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Current Music: Saint Germain Des Pres Cafe, Vol. 7
 
 
16 February 2006 @ 06:34 pm
So a month or so out from the government-mandated increase in our wages, we get word from head office that the store has to cut down the number of hours we have people working, but this has nothing to do with our pay rises, no... it's cause we've had too many people working too many hours all along. Apparently. I'll have half an hour less a day Wednesday through Friday, perhaps about enough to offset any increase in pay I was going to get. Grrr. But it's not all Grrr; apparently they're also considering paying time-and-a-half for sole charge days, which I do two of. Funny, cause I left a joke on my last time sheet that I'd like time-and-a-half for Sunday, as I didn't take my (legally allowed) lunch break. Coincedence? Who knows... Maybe it's just one of those times being cheeky has paid off.

The layout of the entry thingee for LJ has changed. It looks nicer, but it's a little odd having to press enter twice to start a new paragraph.

So there was this guy I met a few months back with a view towards starting a band, but nothing came of it as he apparently found an already existing band to join. Nothing came of that either it seems, cause he came along to jam with Engue, Reuben and I on Sunday, and things went so well he's coming along again this Sunday. He can play too. I mean, real well. Perhaps too well... Hmmm. Will see. He managed to bang out the riff to Pakistan right away, something that impressed/jealousified Reuben no end. 

(Pakistan is one of my songs we used to play in Vetox, okay. Nothing overly flash.)

I'm progressing well with the February album thing. About 11 or 12 backing tracks done, two completed and mixed songs done... recorded an odd one this morning with a HUGE drum track, yay for excessive compression and reverb... Haven't had much time to listen to music otherwise! On my walks to work I've been listening to stand up comedy by David Cross, who plays Tobias in Arrested Development. Have I said this already? Anyway, he's pretty funny, particularly when he's crusading against religion. In fact, he's making me even more dismissive of organised religion than I was before. Stupid religion.
 
 
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Nick Cave - The Lyre Of Orpheus
 
 
30 December 2005 @ 06:27 am

I'm doing the later shift thing today, it's about half past seven at the moment, and no one has been in the store for the last hour, bar two little English girls aged about 6 and 10, who listened to Avril Lavigne, Robbie Williams and Neil Young, yes, Neil Young, and didn't buy anything.

Which means I suppose I can choose to play anything I want.

I was browsing through [info]tariqa 's friends page and came across an entry by [info]gettingstronger  about religion; Jehovah's Witnesses, to be exact, but it doesn't really matter what denomination of which branch of whatever Abrahamic religion is being discussed, cause there's nothing like a good religious flamewar to get me excited (and the ones on fark.com are always already godwinned by the time they hit the main page).

I once 'converted' a friend from atheism to agnosticism through pure logic, which was pretty simple really. Here it is, copy and pasted directly from my old blog.

"Athiesm is flawed because it assumes that you know with 100% certainty that a deity of any sort does not exist; the only way one could know this is if they were omniscient (all knowing). To be omniscient and knowledgeable to this degree, one would have to be in possession of some kind of supernatural power - ie, a deity. Being a deity to prove atheism is a paradox. Therefore, to be an athiest is to believe in a paradoxical situation, and illogical".

Hehe. So that's atheism out of the way. As for organised religion, most people who believe a particular way do so because their parents do, or the society they were brought up in does; they then refuse to change, much in the same way people who grew up in the 1970s often refuse to believe any band could be better than Zeppelin. Now, Zeppelin may be gods of rock and and the creators of heavy metal, but they're not gods in the sense of being omnipotent creators of the universe. It's okay by most Zeppelin fans for other people to like different groups, like Duran Duran or Rammstein. They're not gonna go to hell for being into Nickelback (unfortunate as that may be), just as they themselves aren't going to Heaven simply by liking Zeppelin above all others; by stairway or otherwise (couldn't help it).

Religious people are different though. They do believe they're going to a better place once they die - why else would they go for it in the first place? However, the vast majority of them also reckon non-believers are NOT going this fabled better place. Now lets say I was born somewhere in Jordan/Palestine in the 12th century, or thereabouts. I'm gonna be a muslim, right? I mean, the only christians I'm ever going to meet are going to be sword-carrying knights here to reclaim 'their' land by force, which isn't a particularly good image in 12th century Islamic Palestine. Now lets say I die when I'm about 25, kicked to death by an angry camel or something.

So, I get to the pearly gates, and it turns out Rastafarianism is the one true religion. I'm all like, what the hell? How was I supposed to be a Rastafarian? Haile Salassie isn't even born till the 19th century. As a result, I'm not allowed into Heaven. Or the Mormons had it right. Once again, I'd never heard of Joseph Smith... Or even Christianity, which I'd heard of - unfortunately, I was born in 12th century Palestine, raised Muslim, all my friends are Muslim, everyone I know is Muslim... the Christians were these white assholes who came and killed people and pillaged the land, and didn't follow Mohammad, like EVERY SINGLE OTHER PERSON I'd ever met. Why would I be Christian? So instead, I go to hell. Thanks for giving me a chance, Jesus H. Christ

Why else would most of the Muslims in the world live approximately in the same area? Most of the Christian societies together? It's not out of fear; people do intermingle, particularly nowadays. But chances are, you meet a white American, if they're religious they're gonna be Christian. If they're Arab, there's a good chance they'll be Muslim. Meet an Indian, they'll be Hindu, most likely. If religion was something people actually chose for themselves independently and without outside influence, based only on the 'facts' and beliefs of each, you wouldn't see so many families and societies consisting so predominantly of a singular religion and/or belief system. In other words, people, on the whole, believe what they are taught, and find it hard to admit what they've believed all this time, what everyone around them has told them could be wrong.

BUT... due to the argument above in blue text, at the same time I can't discount any of the religions as being false. Just cause it's popular/bigoted/unlikely, doesn't mean it's wrong. Perhaps I'd have been lucky to be born in 12th century Palestine, cause if Islam is the correct religion, chances are I would've been pretty devout. But I wasn't, so I'm instantly condemned to wherever it is infidels end up.

Lets say one day a scientist proves a particular religion to be the correct one. Would everyone convert? No. There are people out there who still believe the Earth is flat, you know. Would this discovery strengthen the church/heirarchy of the particular lucky faith? No. Suddenly everyone would know exactly what it is they had to do in order to ensure their lives are lived correctly. There would be no need for the church/religious leaders at all. This sounds logical, no? Science would be able to tell us exactly how to live our lives. So, if we were 100% certain our particular faith was true, we wouldn't need to be told what to do. If this is the case, then why do people go to churches/mosques/temples at all?! Churchgoers I assume are 100% sure they're believing in the right thing, in which case they shouldn't need to be told by a pastor about their beliefs. They should already know.</font>

I can only gather from this that not even people who go to church are 100% sure they've chosen the right religion, in which case, the one true god is gonna be pretty pissed off. I, the agnostic, would probably have a better chance of getting into heaven. This leads me to my next piece of logistic deduction:

You don't need to have faith in something that is true; it just is, faith is not required. Churchgoers are told they need to have faith in Jesus; this can only lead to the conclusion not even church leaders are entirely sure what they teach is correct. And if church leaders aren't sure, then why the hell should anyone trust them? And if church leaders can be wrong about one thing, how can anyone know they've got anything right at all?

Cause it's what people have been brought up to believe, and they're too afraid to admit everything they've been taught might be wrong.

This entry got a lot ramblier than I expected, cause it's been truly dead here at work. Three people have been in here in the last hour and half, and no one has bought anything. I've got another half an hour in here, so I think I'll just go read Star Wars stuff on wikipedia. Did you know New Zealand has the highest number of Jedi per capita in the world, according to the latest census?

 
 
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03 October 2005 @ 07:57 pm
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So I'm watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire (Rich Text still isn't working, so don't expect any flash italicisms or bold-er-dashims, not cause I can't, but cause I can't be bothered) and there's a question about the Bible. What is the third book of the Old Testament? The contestant refused to lock one in, and settled for $8000. Being an expert on such matters, I was shouting at him, NUMBERS! It's NUMBERS, you tool! Buahahaha. It's Leviticus. And I ** italics ** should ** slash italics ** know.
 
 
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This Bible really is weird. Either modern day Christians/Jews ignore the majority of it, or they've misinterpreted it on a biblical (erm) scale. According to Deuteronomy Chapter 4 (I think), it's okay for non-Israelites to worship the moon, sun and stars. And people. And idols. Like Cassius Clay Aiken and co, I assume.

"Do not be tempted to worship and serve what you see in the sky - the sun, the moon and the stars. The LORD your God has given these to all other peoples for them to worship."

Hey, thanks God! So it's okay to worship the moon after all. I suppose in the New Testament Jesus comes along and changes all the rules though... but the Bible's a long book, I'm sure I can get in a fair bit of moon-worshipping werewolf action before I get there. I like this bit though.

"For your own good, then, make certain that you do not sin by making for yourselves an idol in any form at all - whether man or woman, animal or bird, reptile or fish."

Ooh, Fish Idol. I'd love to see that. There was a question on tonights Mind Games - asking where is the Mona Lisa located. Luckily, having read The Da Vinci Code, I knew the answer - the Louvre, in Paris. When I was in the library on Wednesday night, waiting for Bro'Town to finish so I could watch the tape of it when I got home without having seen the ending first, I asked a librarian about the possibility of reserving a copy of the first Robert Langdon based Dan Brown book, Angels and Demons. They laughed, and didn't even bother to check the computer. Turns out there's a ridiculous waiting list, which isn't surprising. I think before I left Hamilton I enquired about borrowing ...Code, only to find there were 160 people ahead of me in the queue. That's over ten years of waiting. So I bought it.

You think they could make a trilogy or something out of Robert Langdon? His name isn't as catchy as Indiana Jones, is it? And they're making ...Code first, so they'll have to do the prequel-thing with Angels... And as the girl in Angels is hardly mentioned in ...Code, it could get tricky when they try to tie in the love interests that'd inevitably have to be a part of any Hollywood movie franchise. Hmmm.

Fuck, trying to write that last paragraph without the use of Rich Text was dang annoying. Rich Text wasn't working for some reason when I began this entry. Which I'm typing on my knees, cause Tariqa has stolen the chair to sit on while she dips her ear in boiled water. I'll leave that at that.
 
 
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23 September 2005 @ 10:13 am
So I'm demoing another song, this ones an old piece I've had lying around for a few years, quite simple, I'm thinking it'll be one of them short two minute, nice pieces. But my hands stumbled across A minor at the right moment, and this entire other piece developed; two different variations of it even. So I banged together this chorus that sounds so familiar, but too good to drop... I'm sure I've stolen it from a Suede B side or something. Maybe I should take out the word 'stars' so it's not so reminiscent. At least it doesn't use the words 'gasoline', 'streets' and 'neon', so it's not entirely a rip. I'm not even sure if it's Suede I've borrowed it from. Maybe it's just one of those bits that only sound familiar because they're good, and your brain is all like, 'surely that's been used before, it's so obvious' but it hasn't.

That gives me three backing tracks to do vocals for on Monday, once they're done that's about 7 or so demos to send to Rob to check out. Awesome.

So Leviticus is a pretty boring chapter so far. It's all just rules on how to sacrifice your animals.
 
 
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