Here is my comprehensive revision listfor the next 2 weeks, in no particular order.
1. Street Spirit (Fade Out)- Radiohead
2. Jigsaw Falling Into Place- Radiohead
3. Paranoid Android- Radiohead
4. You and Whose Army?- Radiohead/ John Frusciante
5. Go To Sleep- Radiohead
6. How To Disappear Completely- Radiohead
7. Stellar- Incubus
8. Runaway Train- Brandon Boyd
9. Adolescents- Incubus
10. Defiance- Incubus
11. New Skin (Acoustic)
12. Make Yourself- Incubus
13. Drive- Incubus
14. Periscopes- The Beautiful Girls
15. This Old Love- Lior
16. Carry On- Motor Ace
17. Californication- Red Hot Chili Peppers
18. Soul To Squeeze- Red Hot Chili Peppers
19. I Coul;d Have Lied- Red Hot Chili Peppers
20. Neon (Acoustic)- John Mayer
21. Message In A Bottle- John Mayer/ The Police/ John Butler
22. Daniella- John Butler Trio
23. Wish You Were Here (Piano)- Incubus
24. Promises Promises- Incubus
25. So Beautiful- Pete Murray
26. Champagne Supernova- Oasis
27. Fly With You- Pete Murray
28. Big Jet Plane- Angus & Julia Stone
29. Opportunity- Pete Murray
30. Peaches & Cream- John Butler Trio
31. Yellow Brick Road- Angus & Julia Stone
32. Kid A- John Mayer
33. 2+2=5- Radiohead
34. Lotus Flower- Thom Yorke
35. The Present Tense- Thom Yorke
36. Everything In Its Right Place- Thom Yorke
37. The Eraser- Thom Yorke
38. This Summer- Josh Pyke
39. Time Like These- Foo Fighters
40. Learn To Fly- Foo Fighters
41. Best Of You- Foo Fighters
42. Since You've Been Gone- Powderfinger
43. Bail Me Out- Pete Murray
44. Feeler- Pete Murray
45. See The Sun- Pete Murray
46. Little Lion Man- Mumford & Sons
47. Sex And Candy- Marcy Playground
48. Cookie Jar- Jack Johnson
49. Silhouetic- Birds Of Tokyo
50. Rogues- Incubus
Oh hell, this is going to be fantastically painful. But nonetheless, amazing. Strap yourselves in.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
"The only thing I fear in this world is the day I reach my potential- because what more is there in life?"
Damnit, why do I have my most insightful, wise thoughts when I'm mildly hungover? You know, at the point when the lingering taste of alcohol and vomit from the night before mixes and sticks to the back of your throat giving you the strange aftertaste and texture of chunky peanut butter? That's the best I can describe it I reckon.
But seriously, it's amazing how clear the world gets when you forget about assignments and university, fuel and savings, just to stop and reflect on where it's at, generally speaking. Everyone is moving so fast, running flat nakka in a direction no- one really understands, and when I'm hungover it's like I've finally heard someone screaming "SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!!" at me and I've responded accordingly. People marvel at my will to live after a munted night out, but in all truth I probably enjoy being hungover more than being drunk. Alcohol doesn't really provide a buzz for me anymore- there's no kick of excitement. I don't even feel drunk when I'm staggering and spewing everywhere. Yet the morning after is when I feel the most prosperous. Like I can finally see through the fog I've created around my head with stress, university and other such trivial things.
I think Geelong is the source of this newly discovered perspective. Must be the sea air or something, because I've never felt this relaxed, chilled out, but at the same time intensely focused in my life. I've found my place of zen, to an extent, and hopefully the rest of this year will revolve around discovering what that entails. Hmmmm, I'm going to expand on this when I get home.
Oh, and if anyone is actually bothering to read this, No I am not high. Why would I bother, when I can trip out naturally?
Peace,
Jimmy
Damnit, why do I have my most insightful, wise thoughts when I'm mildly hungover? You know, at the point when the lingering taste of alcohol and vomit from the night before mixes and sticks to the back of your throat giving you the strange aftertaste and texture of chunky peanut butter? That's the best I can describe it I reckon.
But seriously, it's amazing how clear the world gets when you forget about assignments and university, fuel and savings, just to stop and reflect on where it's at, generally speaking. Everyone is moving so fast, running flat nakka in a direction no- one really understands, and when I'm hungover it's like I've finally heard someone screaming "SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!!" at me and I've responded accordingly. People marvel at my will to live after a munted night out, but in all truth I probably enjoy being hungover more than being drunk. Alcohol doesn't really provide a buzz for me anymore- there's no kick of excitement. I don't even feel drunk when I'm staggering and spewing everywhere. Yet the morning after is when I feel the most prosperous. Like I can finally see through the fog I've created around my head with stress, university and other such trivial things.
I think Geelong is the source of this newly discovered perspective. Must be the sea air or something, because I've never felt this relaxed, chilled out, but at the same time intensely focused in my life. I've found my place of zen, to an extent, and hopefully the rest of this year will revolve around discovering what that entails. Hmmmm, I'm going to expand on this when I get home.
Oh, and if anyone is actually bothering to read this, No I am not high. Why would I bother, when I can trip out naturally?
Peace,
Jimmy
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