I'm back. Well most of me is...Lately I've been loosing more and more parts of what I used to be. I don't think I'll ever be whole again...
Gold star for the first person that can guess what this is:
This little good for nothing son of a bitch may look like your average rotten banana but it's not. This is what used to be my appendix. Last week me and my appendix had a little disagreement in which the bastard literally tried to kill me. So after 12 hours of pain and drama we went our separate ways. Breaking up is never easy and it will take a long time for me to heal. But I sleep better at night knowing this will never happen again and that he is out of my life for good.
Last week me and NixX went on a little trip to check out Queens of the motherfucking stone age. And it was awesome. QOTSA is one of those bands that won't ever disappoint...(Maybe I made that sound as if there are lot's of bands that never disappoint...Need I remind you of this lovely evening?) And I loved the songs they played. Me and mister Joshua Homme have one thing in common: this is our favorite song:
I know I have written about this song before, but it's that damn good. Misfit love truly is one of the best songs ever written. And the number one song to hear live (and by hear I mean to lose your mind, shake your ass and get completely fucked up to).
It was really all they needed to play. Don't get me wrong I like their other stuff, I'm just saying that I would love to see a one hour show where they play 'Misfit love' for 45 minutes and then morph that into 'You Got A Killer Scene There, Man...' for the remaining 15 minutes...Maybe play 'Songs for the dead', 'Skin on Skin' and 'Make it wit chu' as an encore...but you know, i don't wanna seem toooo demanding..... And yes, I'm very well aware this will never happen, primarily because it would be downright SUICIDE!!!. And not just for the band, I'm surprised I have made it through the 6 minute version twice already without collapsing.
BUT GODDAMMIT WHAT A WAY TO GO!
Maybe, one day, in a perfect world. A world where convenience stores sell IV's, it rains Gatorade and we're all on Amphetamines.
NERO
PS. You see that photo I stole of flickr? I'm in that photo.....Fuck yeah, that's my arm!
This is turning into a real film-blog. That just shows you: we really have no life. We just watch movies all the time. But I really can't NOT write anything about this one. Last night I enjoyed a horrornight at the Cool Blonde's lounge with her and some friends. And she surprised us with the New Zealand beauty of Black Sheep (brilliant site by the way). I have never seen a more hilarious horror in my life! Really, tears of laughter were running down my face. Only the Tattoo-Girl actually found it scary and even nauseating, the rest of us were laughing our asses off. The story is about a sheepfarm in New Zealand where sheep are being genetically modified into the ultimate sheep. Of course this is just begging to go wrong. And it does! The hero is, naturally, a sheep-o-phobic who hates his brother the sheep-modifier and who gradually falls in love with the environmentalist partly responsible for releasing the mutant killer sheep. Basically, picture lots of sheep, picture Braindead, then combine the two and you have Black Sheep. But here, watch the trailer and get a better idea.
Fucking fabulous! I'm laughing again just seeing this clip, with all those wonderful memories.. We ended the evening with the much less fabulous, not to say the miserable Rest Stop. The official trailer claims it's "too shocking" for theaters. Yeah sure, THAT's the reason it went straight to dvd.. To give you an idea of how much this movie sucks:
It's slow, there is no build-up of tension whatsoever and the people in it are unbelievably stupid. Yes, that guy being run-over is a cop, so YES, he has a gun. But do you think they decide they can shoot the killer when he gets out of the car? Noooooooow. Instead, they let him fumble around for five minutes while he attaches the cops' bike to the back of his car.
The chick is left stranded by her boyfriend at a grim-looking rest stop. She decides to stay at this happy place, hoping for someone to come rescue her while she gets drunk and goes for rides with crazy Christians in mobile homes, instead of trying to get away from a psycho-killer who mutilates people in his schoolbus and comes back to this place over and over to terrorize her. Bo-ho-ring! But I guess you can't really expect a lot from a film in which you can see the leg of the camerman in the frame.. not to mention all the continuity-screw-ups. And a (very funny) cameo of Joey Lawrence. So definite winner of the evening:
