Sunday, September 11, 2011

Three Times Fast::

I suspect most of the time, artists name their tracks based on what they feel or see at the present moment they conclude a production. Kids at the Bar & Digiratti have decided to call this spiral-illusional track Soy Sauce. It would make me feel better though, if I bought this digital track and with this purchase, they would send me a bottle, or at least a packet of Soy Sauce - maybe even with the duo's emblem labelled atop.

Kids At The Bar + DIGIRAATII - Soy Sauce (Preview) **OUT NOW** by Kids At The Bar

Monday, September 5, 2011

It Pounds::

Headaches are overrated. They should just go away. I don't understand why everyone keeps getting one. Is it because all their friends get one, so they must get one also? I hear some people brag about these headaches they have and then they give a slang term towards these types of headaches because it's bigger than anyone else's headache - they call it a Migraine. It's all just an ego trip with the headaches. Stop it! Relax!

Def Surrounds Us (Rockwell Remix)- Snippet by djshadow

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Cure For Perfection::

Perfection is a matter of forcing yourself to commit to a task and performing duties to make whatever it is you are molding look like something that pleases you the most. It is never about matter of fact. It is all based on opinion. Society builds a nominal level and we adjust as we perceive every iota that passes our senses.

Mmm...smell the perfect aroma of idle fridge!

http://soundcloud.com/zombiediscosquad/style-of-eye-wet-zombie-disco

Friday, September 2, 2011

Do You Trust Me::

I remember back in high school I was at the right place and right time to catch into my arms, one of the hottest Asian girls I've ever seen, preventing her from tripping backwards, landing her hottie head onto the sidewalk, bleeding her hottie blood all over the place. The caveat was this: all I got was a thank you and her relationship status didn't match my status.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Ungingered::

Tonight I'll be watching the sun rise into the horizon. I've been invited to a stand-on-your-head-in-the-sand sunset party and how appropriate to kick it off than with LAZRtag's latest remix appeal of Ralvero's Sunrise.

The redheads will come out at night.

Ralvero - Sunrise (LAZRtag Remix) by LAZRtag

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Cali, Rest In Pieces::

Watching people get dumped on television isn't as intriguing as watching people get dumped live and in person, five feet away from you. It starts with the argument; the vulgarity grows in severity; tears ooze out; breathing pumps faster; then you hear the climactic catch phrase, "I'm done!" And at this very moment, one should not comment aloud on how exciting this coincidence of you and this breakup are at the same place and time. Nay, you should hold your breath, remain silent and listen for that faint sound of muscular tissue ripping.

It's tomorrow's top story.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Just Gimme The Taurine::

There are some alternative options to regenerating energy, instead of downing poisonous energy drinks. At around the afternoon, when you've been laboring since the wee morning, having had a greasy lunch at 12-1, and having returned back to work with the thought that you're too fatigued to want to finish out the day with the same efforts as you started the day, I present some alternative energy boosters: stretch and/or perform simple sweatless exercises - Go, Japan! Hi-yah!, eat a mango, and then listen to a song that'll hyper you up:

The Whip: Secret Weapon (Alex Metric Remix) by Southern Fried Records

Friday, August 26, 2011

The Pulse Grows::

Think about adding up the amount of time a year you spend on the freeway, especially during rush hour. It's bad enough to travel from one end of the city to the other side, yet it's worse to commute from out of town, five days a week. How do you keep a steady hand from shaking after the daily experience of egotistical alumni license plate frames, deceased family member decals, ignorant drivers, clunkers' toxic emissions?

Music, baby! Chooka-chooka-ka-ka-ka!

Noise Invaders - Time (Aerotronic Remix) by aerotronic

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Ashley = Liability

The degree of nuisance is increasing because I seem to be meeting more than two handfuls of females with stereotype names matching with stereotype appearances. Why has society fallen into a deep sense of relaxation to let girls become this way when they shouldn't be - the usual suspects? Produce some originality. Common is cliché. Even the bruhs have followed suit. It seems everyone wants to be a part of something or else they're going to get thrown to the wolves. ...And then there's the overdoers. They, and their pomp egos, should be thrown to the wolves.

I got the arms, who's got the legs?

Danger Zone (Original Mix) by gLAdiator

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Oh, Yeah::

Wandering the halls of ol' college, awaiting to pick up a friend, I stumbled upon the music department and a soloist, an operatic singer, was belting out some noise onto the microphone. This man's voice was the lowest I've ever heard. I didn't know the vocal chords could choke this low. I have a hard time singing in general, let alone reaching those extreme frequencies. It's a good thing bathroom walls have Auto-Tune.

Sirius by Congorock