Many people try to define punk as a type of fashion, music or way of life but to me they have it completely wrong. People think to be punk is a bad thing, but it's the best thing in the world. Maybe you think you're punk because you listen to Green Day. Maybe you think you're punk because you have spiked hair and plaid pants.
Punk is pretty undefinable, but my overall opinion on it is this:
Punk is about completely being yourself, doing what you want to do, liking what you want to like, wearing what you want to wear, listening to what you want to listen to. It is about getting through life on your own without being controlled because at the end of the day, it's all down to you. It's about making your own decisions in life. You don't have to have a bad attitude towards life, in fact punk is about turning your life around and making the bad times into good times. It's not a type of fashion. It's not just a genre of music. It's, as corny as it sounds, a way of life and being true to yourself. Not giving a damn what other people think. Listening to early punk music doesn't make you any more or any less of a punk than people who listen to The Casualties.
I got into it through the music and I just realised that it's the perfect way to live your life. Screw following fashions and listening to a certain type of music just because it makes you look cool. Nothing is better than to be yourself.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Religion is a crock of shit.
Here's the thing, people find Scientology weird (which I do) but when you think about it, all religions are just as weird as each other.
The point of religion is to believe in this guy called "God" who we can't prove actually exists, but if you have faith (the ability to see things that aren't actually there) then you will live on in the kingdom of heaven. But if you don't believe in this "God" guy who apparently loves us all equally, he'll have no problem sending you straight to hell.
As John Lennon so delicately put it "God is a concept by which we measure our pain" meaning the more pain and suffering we've been through, the more we want to believe there is a god.
Then there's this other guy called "The Devil" or "Satan" who is basically the manager of Hell. If God didn't want us to follow him, why does he
A) Make the devil sound so fucking awesome
B) Create the devil in the first place (after all, people think that God did create EVERYTHING)
When you hear about this guy called God who wants you to obey him and do everything he says or he'll send you to hell, that sounds like a threat. There's nothing nice about that. Yet the Devil is perfectly quiet and just tempts us with good stuff.
If God didn't want Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, why the fuck did he put that tree in the Garden of Eden? Where is the logic in that? Is it to teach them a lesson like you would a 3 year old? Get over yourself, if you think they're not perfect then you have no one to blame but yourself you twat. You created them, you could have created them better.
Why does God let bad things happen to good people if he exists? Why didn't God make humans immune to diseases?
Why do so many religions hate the Jews when Jesus was Jewish? For fucks sake people, look at yourself! You're all a bunch of hypocritical knob ends who can't make any real friends so you have to follow everyone elses imaginary one called God.
The thing about Jesus is he actually existed, we know he did. However, to claim he's the son of god is a bit of a "Fuck You" to the rest of society. If God wants us to be all treated equal then
A) Why couldn't we all be sons and daughters of his?
B) Men and Women weren't equal for thousands of years and in some countries they still aren't
C) You certainly didn't hurry to tell anyone that people of other races had just as many rights to be alive as the white race.
I dunno, I just think people are brain washed. They don't believe in Santa, the Tooth Fairy or the Easter Bunny (that would be childish, right?) but of course let's believe in God because we'll be sent to Hell otherwise.
I'd rather go to hell than believe in something that doesn't exist. If he proves he exists, I take everything back. Until then, fuck off with your religion bollocks.
The point of religion is to believe in this guy called "God" who we can't prove actually exists, but if you have faith (the ability to see things that aren't actually there) then you will live on in the kingdom of heaven. But if you don't believe in this "God" guy who apparently loves us all equally, he'll have no problem sending you straight to hell.
As John Lennon so delicately put it "God is a concept by which we measure our pain" meaning the more pain and suffering we've been through, the more we want to believe there is a god.
Then there's this other guy called "The Devil" or "Satan" who is basically the manager of Hell. If God didn't want us to follow him, why does he
A) Make the devil sound so fucking awesome
B) Create the devil in the first place (after all, people think that God did create EVERYTHING)
When you hear about this guy called God who wants you to obey him and do everything he says or he'll send you to hell, that sounds like a threat. There's nothing nice about that. Yet the Devil is perfectly quiet and just tempts us with good stuff.
If God didn't want Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, why the fuck did he put that tree in the Garden of Eden? Where is the logic in that? Is it to teach them a lesson like you would a 3 year old? Get over yourself, if you think they're not perfect then you have no one to blame but yourself you twat. You created them, you could have created them better.
Why does God let bad things happen to good people if he exists? Why didn't God make humans immune to diseases?
Why do so many religions hate the Jews when Jesus was Jewish? For fucks sake people, look at yourself! You're all a bunch of hypocritical knob ends who can't make any real friends so you have to follow everyone elses imaginary one called God.
The thing about Jesus is he actually existed, we know he did. However, to claim he's the son of god is a bit of a "Fuck You" to the rest of society. If God wants us to be all treated equal then
A) Why couldn't we all be sons and daughters of his?
B) Men and Women weren't equal for thousands of years and in some countries they still aren't
C) You certainly didn't hurry to tell anyone that people of other races had just as many rights to be alive as the white race.
I dunno, I just think people are brain washed. They don't believe in Santa, the Tooth Fairy or the Easter Bunny (that would be childish, right?) but of course let's believe in God because we'll be sent to Hell otherwise.
I'd rather go to hell than believe in something that doesn't exist. If he proves he exists, I take everything back. Until then, fuck off with your religion bollocks.
What's tha faquin deal with people STILL liking Edward Cullen?!
Bitches, please. If you're going to fall in love with a fictional movie/book character, why not pick a good one?
Edward Cullen - a flesh-eating vampire who wants to drink the blood of the girl he loves. Oh yeah, that's romance. Please tell me what is romantic about that? I don't get it. Everyone says he's really good looking - rubbish. He is not remotely good looking. He's just a guy who's putting on a lame American accent who is related to a bunch of people who are all vampires because they like to drink blood. Jesus had that attitude first, and he sucked as well (not in the vampire sense of the word, that was completely a coincidence.)
Twilight is the shittiest movie in history. Kristen Stewart is constantly stoned off her muppet, Robert Pattinson was in Harry Potter which was good and then he went and completely ruined it by appaearing in this shitty movie. The whole plot of the story is absolute crap - vampires and wolves fight it out together and try to win the love of girls.
this was a waste of time and probably didn't make sense, but it's 2:37am and I can't sleep.
Edward Cullen - a flesh-eating vampire who wants to drink the blood of the girl he loves. Oh yeah, that's romance. Please tell me what is romantic about that? I don't get it. Everyone says he's really good looking - rubbish. He is not remotely good looking. He's just a guy who's putting on a lame American accent who is related to a bunch of people who are all vampires because they like to drink blood. Jesus had that attitude first, and he sucked as well (not in the vampire sense of the word, that was completely a coincidence.)
Twilight is the shittiest movie in history. Kristen Stewart is constantly stoned off her muppet, Robert Pattinson was in Harry Potter which was good and then he went and completely ruined it by appaearing in this shitty movie. The whole plot of the story is absolute crap - vampires and wolves fight it out together and try to win the love of girls.
this was a waste of time and probably didn't make sense, but it's 2:37am and I can't sleep.
My Grandparents were/are so rad.
I was doing a bit of research on my family recently and it turns out I have an interesting background.
Grandma - mum's mum.
Grandpa - mum's dad
Nan - dad's mum
Pop - dad's dad.
- Somehow along the lines it turns out I'm a relative to Graham Norton. It's very complicated story to explain that, but it's something to do with my grandma (my mum's mum).
- My Grandfather on my mum's side had the role of the sergeant major in the army... very strange to believe as he was, as I remember him, a very soft-spoken man.
- My Pop (dad's dad) joined the navy when he was only 17 years old and fought in World War 2. He's told me stories of how cowardly the American soldiers were at the time and at the slightest gust of wind would start firing their weapons every where, one night completely shredding pop's tent to pieces.
- I don't know a whole lot about my Nan except she was a very pretty woman in her youth. She's a very lovely woman that I care for very much and, without doubt, she is the best cook in the universe. Everything food-wise she touches turns to gold.
- Grandma was very much like me, apparently, and I wish I had the chance to get to know her as she died when I was only 4 or 5 months old. She once invited the entire Indian cricket team for dinner when she was around my age, which they accepted much to my grandmother's mum's surprise. When she was young, she used to collect cricketers autographs and one particular cricketer asked her if she would like her's. Her response was simply "I don't know, are you famous?" which makes me laugh every time. Since then she formed a great relationship with whom she later found out to be cricket legend Jack Fingleton. Her children simply knew him as Uncle Jack, even though he wasn't technically their uncle at all. Uncle Jack even went on Parkinson in the 1970's, so that's pretty remarkable.
- My Pop has done many amazing things in his life time thus far including being a head police officer. The photos I've seen of him are amazing, most of them are of him riding a horse as that was for some reason the best mode of transport at the time? :-P
- Grandpa owned many pubs in the 60's and 70's according to my mum who has fond memories of living in the upstairs part. This would require mum and my aunties to travel long distances usually on a bus in order to get to school from places such as the City to Brighton or Glenelg.
- Something I'm very proud of my pop for doing is overcoming cancer. I was very very young when he had it but I'm proud to say he's still very much alive and strong. He's doing well for a man of nearly 83 years.
Grandma - mum's mum.
Grandpa - mum's dad
Nan - dad's mum
Pop - dad's dad.
- Somehow along the lines it turns out I'm a relative to Graham Norton. It's very complicated story to explain that, but it's something to do with my grandma (my mum's mum).
- My Grandfather on my mum's side had the role of the sergeant major in the army... very strange to believe as he was, as I remember him, a very soft-spoken man.
- My Pop (dad's dad) joined the navy when he was only 17 years old and fought in World War 2. He's told me stories of how cowardly the American soldiers were at the time and at the slightest gust of wind would start firing their weapons every where, one night completely shredding pop's tent to pieces.
- I don't know a whole lot about my Nan except she was a very pretty woman in her youth. She's a very lovely woman that I care for very much and, without doubt, she is the best cook in the universe. Everything food-wise she touches turns to gold.
- Grandma was very much like me, apparently, and I wish I had the chance to get to know her as she died when I was only 4 or 5 months old. She once invited the entire Indian cricket team for dinner when she was around my age, which they accepted much to my grandmother's mum's surprise. When she was young, she used to collect cricketers autographs and one particular cricketer asked her if she would like her's. Her response was simply "I don't know, are you famous?" which makes me laugh every time. Since then she formed a great relationship with whom she later found out to be cricket legend Jack Fingleton. Her children simply knew him as Uncle Jack, even though he wasn't technically their uncle at all. Uncle Jack even went on Parkinson in the 1970's, so that's pretty remarkable.
- My Pop has done many amazing things in his life time thus far including being a head police officer. The photos I've seen of him are amazing, most of them are of him riding a horse as that was for some reason the best mode of transport at the time? :-P
- Grandpa owned many pubs in the 60's and 70's according to my mum who has fond memories of living in the upstairs part. This would require mum and my aunties to travel long distances usually on a bus in order to get to school from places such as the City to Brighton or Glenelg.
- Something I'm very proud of my pop for doing is overcoming cancer. I was very very young when he had it but I'm proud to say he's still very much alive and strong. He's doing well for a man of nearly 83 years.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
GO VEGETARIAN
List of reasons I gave up meat:
A) Meat was making me very very ill when I was eating it.
B) The thought of eating something that was alive is disgusting. I love how hypocritical you are in saying that animal cruelty is bad, and then you go and eat at McDonalds.
C) Animals have just as many rights being alive as we do. You would be shocked at hearing a story about cannibalism, but it's no different to eating a piece of steak.
D) It doesn't even taste good!
A) Meat was making me very very ill when I was eating it.
B) The thought of eating something that was alive is disgusting. I love how hypocritical you are in saying that animal cruelty is bad, and then you go and eat at McDonalds.
C) Animals have just as many rights being alive as we do. You would be shocked at hearing a story about cannibalism, but it's no different to eating a piece of steak.
D) It doesn't even taste good!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
What a bloody weird 24 hours.
Last night I sprained/tore a tendon in my wrist by simply getting off my couch. I've woken up today and it's no better so I've had to bandage it up good and proper.
About midday today I went to the SANFL (South Australian National Football League - not the proper football with the round ball though) with my brother Tim and his friend Jimmy. Upon arrival it was incredibly cloudy, freezing cold and raining. About 10 minutes after arriving the clouds went away and it became extremely boiling hot. For the first time in about 7 years I got sunburnt, particularly on my nose which is exceedingly painful. I look like Rudolph the red nose reindeer and feel like a twat... not literally, mind you, because that would be weird.
After the game we swung past a Thirsty Camel drive in bottle-o and bought some drinks. After only two raspberry cruiser drinks I became drunk thanks to not having eaten all day. I found myself walking into my brother's house's front door and not being able to walk in a straight line or see clearly. I went home and immediately slept it all off only to awake with an agonising ear-ache.
Then I lost my appetite completely because I felt ill from not having eaten all day.
Now I can't decide whether I'm awake or tired, I'm writing this pointless blog and I have a sore wrist, ear and nose.
At least my nose will suit tomorrow at the Adelaide United match... maybe I should just paint my face red so I can hide my sunburn...
This is the shittiest blog I've ever bothered to write but that's ok. Let's just end it on a photographic note of Peter Cook and Dudley Moore... in fact, I might watch some of their stuff now:
About midday today I went to the SANFL (South Australian National Football League - not the proper football with the round ball though) with my brother Tim and his friend Jimmy. Upon arrival it was incredibly cloudy, freezing cold and raining. About 10 minutes after arriving the clouds went away and it became extremely boiling hot. For the first time in about 7 years I got sunburnt, particularly on my nose which is exceedingly painful. I look like Rudolph the red nose reindeer and feel like a twat... not literally, mind you, because that would be weird.
After the game we swung past a Thirsty Camel drive in bottle-o and bought some drinks. After only two raspberry cruiser drinks I became drunk thanks to not having eaten all day. I found myself walking into my brother's house's front door and not being able to walk in a straight line or see clearly. I went home and immediately slept it all off only to awake with an agonising ear-ache.
Then I lost my appetite completely because I felt ill from not having eaten all day.
Now I can't decide whether I'm awake or tired, I'm writing this pointless blog and I have a sore wrist, ear and nose.
At least my nose will suit tomorrow at the Adelaide United match... maybe I should just paint my face red so I can hide my sunburn...
This is the shittiest blog I've ever bothered to write but that's ok. Let's just end it on a photographic note of Peter Cook and Dudley Moore... in fact, I might watch some of their stuff now:
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Top 30 hits from the 1950's
1. Summertime Blues - Eddie Cochran
2. Rave On - Buddy Holly
3. Twenty Flight Rock - Eddie Cochran
4. Johnny B. Goode - Chuck Berry
5. Honey Don't - Carl Perkins
6. Rockin' Robin - Bobby Day
7. Long Tall Sally - Little Richard
8. Chantilly Lace - The Big Bopper
9. It Doesn't Matter Anymore - Buddy Holly
10. Oh Boy - Buddy Holly
11. Hound Dog - Elvis Presley
12. Somethin' Else - Eddie Cochran
13. Everybody's Trying To Be My Baby - Carl Perkins
14. Roll Over Beethoven - Chuck Berry
15. Jeanie Jeanie Jeanie - Eddie Cochran
16. Be Bop A Lula - Gene Vincent
17. Rock Around The Clock - Bill Haley & His Comets
18. Peggy Sue - Buddy Holly
19. Heartbreak Hotel - Elvis Presley
20. Tequila - The Champs
21. School Days - Chuck Berry
22. Why Do Fools Fall In Love? - Frankie Lymon & The Teenagers
23. Great Balls Of Fire - Jerry Lee Lewis
24. I Walk The Line - Johnny Cash
25. Tutti Frutti - Little Richard
26. Jambalaya - Fats Domino
27. Mr Sandman - The Chordettes
28. See Ya Later Alligator - Bill Haley & The Comets
29. Maybeline - Chuck Berry
30. Blue Suede Shoes - Carl Perkins
2. Rave On - Buddy Holly
3. Twenty Flight Rock - Eddie Cochran
4. Johnny B. Goode - Chuck Berry
5. Honey Don't - Carl Perkins
6. Rockin' Robin - Bobby Day
7. Long Tall Sally - Little Richard
8. Chantilly Lace - The Big Bopper
9. It Doesn't Matter Anymore - Buddy Holly
10. Oh Boy - Buddy Holly
11. Hound Dog - Elvis Presley
12. Somethin' Else - Eddie Cochran
13. Everybody's Trying To Be My Baby - Carl Perkins
14. Roll Over Beethoven - Chuck Berry
15. Jeanie Jeanie Jeanie - Eddie Cochran
16. Be Bop A Lula - Gene Vincent
17. Rock Around The Clock - Bill Haley & His Comets
18. Peggy Sue - Buddy Holly
19. Heartbreak Hotel - Elvis Presley
20. Tequila - The Champs
21. School Days - Chuck Berry
22. Why Do Fools Fall In Love? - Frankie Lymon & The Teenagers
23. Great Balls Of Fire - Jerry Lee Lewis
24. I Walk The Line - Johnny Cash
25. Tutti Frutti - Little Richard
26. Jambalaya - Fats Domino
27. Mr Sandman - The Chordettes
28. See Ya Later Alligator - Bill Haley & The Comets
29. Maybeline - Chuck Berry
30. Blue Suede Shoes - Carl Perkins
TUK Creepers are the most ace shoes in existence
I love classic stuff - classic rock & roll music, classic punk music, classic cars, classic records etc. so how could I possibly disregard shoes? These TUK Creeper Sneakers are the coolest looking kicks in the world. I have two pairs myself that look like this:
and this:
Apart from my Converse, these are the most comfortable pair of shoes I've ever owned and they look cool as fuck too. I'm planning on getting a few more pairs:
And the pair I would literally kill for, the holy grail of shoes:
This blog was fairly pointless, but I'm drooling right about now. Better go get a tissue.
and this:
Apart from my Converse, these are the most comfortable pair of shoes I've ever owned and they look cool as fuck too. I'm planning on getting a few more pairs:
And the pair I would literally kill for, the holy grail of shoes:
This blog was fairly pointless, but I'm drooling right about now. Better go get a tissue.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Dear pop-punk wannabes stuck in the 1990's,
I really like the way you wear your baseball cap backwards. That sure is telling society! They want you to wear a hat forwards but you're telling them you're not going to, that's punk man.
I love your pants too by the way. You know the kind where you aren't sure if they're long shorts
or short pants because they go just above the ankle? Rock on dude.
And what's that? Oh a shirt that says "98% Chimpanzee" - how funny. And that tie you wear with it even though it's unnecessary is really sticking it to the man.
I like that you complain that Green Day's new stuff sucks but their early stuff was good when, in actuality, they've always sounded exactly the same... and they've ALWAYS sucked. NoFX are equally as shit and so are: Simple Plan, Avril Lavigne, Blink 182, Kisschasey, Less Than Jake, My Chemical Romance, Short Stack - really, the list goes on.
Punk isn't about the music you listen to or the clothes you wear. It's all about being yourself and doing what you want to do in life. Don't argue with me that you are being yourself when I know for a fact that everybody that listens to pop-punk all look the same with very few exceptions. Music with a message is definitely important too so get yourself some taste and listen to some real music.
I love your pants too by the way. You know the kind where you aren't sure if they're long shorts
or short pants because they go just above the ankle? Rock on dude.
And what's that? Oh a shirt that says "98% Chimpanzee" - how funny. And that tie you wear with it even though it's unnecessary is really sticking it to the man.
I like that you complain that Green Day's new stuff sucks but their early stuff was good when, in actuality, they've always sounded exactly the same... and they've ALWAYS sucked. NoFX are equally as shit and so are: Simple Plan, Avril Lavigne, Blink 182, Kisschasey, Less Than Jake, My Chemical Romance, Short Stack - really, the list goes on.
Punk isn't about the music you listen to or the clothes you wear. It's all about being yourself and doing what you want to do in life. Don't argue with me that you are being yourself when I know for a fact that everybody that listens to pop-punk all look the same with very few exceptions. Music with a message is definitely important too so get yourself some taste and listen to some real music.
Buddy Holly
I just thought I'd do a visual blog for today, just sharing some favourite photos of Buddy Holly, the real king of Rock and Roll.
And then there's this one that just makes me upset... as I know it, the last photo of Buddy Holly alive when he was backstage at the Winter Dance Party before boarding a plane that was bound for crashing :-(
And then there's this one that just makes me upset... as I know it, the last photo of Buddy Holly alive when he was backstage at the Winter Dance Party before boarding a plane that was bound for crashing :-(
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