Look who's back...

Daca exista vreo indoiala ca nu pot sa ma tin de nimic here it is. Nu am mai postat de 6 luni. In my defense I had bigger fish to fry and/or torture. Wanna hear about my life? Stay calm... I wasn't planning on telling you anything anyway.

I really don't know where to start cause I would like to say a lot. So avand in vedere ca ador the sheer randomness that so seldomly crosses our path (hmmm!... subiect for another time) - I'll just pick the first one that pops into my head..( oh, the selective nature of our subcounscious)

Music.

If you're one of my Y!M friends you probably already got this song. but if you're not and you get a chance you should really check it ou. Mike Doughty - I Hear the Bells. I've been sharing it a lot cause I think it's one of those cult songs that everyone should have on their iPod or mp3 player.

Ok. So to make this easier for you I'll just list them (cause if I started talking about them this post would be novel lentgh).

Something Happens - Momentary thing
Junk - Life Is Good
Pete Yorn - Just Another Girl
The Who - Magic Bus
The Dandy Warhols - Smoke it & We used to be friends
Tegan and Sarah - So Jealous
The Faders - No Sleep Tonight
The Hives - Walk Idiot Walk
(can't help myself) Elvis Costello - Veronica
Starsailor - I Don't Know (you should check out anything Starsailor you can lay your hands on)
The Perishers - Sway
The Wannabes - I An God

ok ok... I'm saving some for the next post .

Ok. Number two.

Christmas. Some of you might have read last Xmas' post. It was full of fluff and feeling and shit. This one ain't. I'm a Grinch. If the ortographic obviousness didn't do it for you I stress. Full stop.

Podcasts. You guys should really check'em out. I usually stick to the HP and Veronica Mars ones. Although I do sometimes check out stuff if it seems interesting enough. If you wanna know more about it let me know.

Veronica Mars. My new obsession. Well relatively new. I would watch it and rewatch incessantly. Oh wait! Would? It was cancelled last season but hey... I still have Grey's Anatomy, House md, OTH..althought that one is getting really old really fast. Oh! And Californication. It's done for this season. But it's been picked up and we have something to look forward to already. I'm curious what they'll be able to do with it now. Hope it won't go downhill.

I know you guys really don't care but The 4400 got cancelled and so did The Dead Zone apparently. I know. People suck.

Informatiile pe care le-am impartasit cu voi s-ar putea sa va lase total indiferenti. Dar these are mes petits(ha!) obsessions.

House MD e plin de sarcasm, mistere medicale si sarcasm and jerkiness.

Grey's. Oh come on. Seattle Grace Drama.

OTH. Makes me yawn, don't know why I listed it.

Although the Mugglecasters rule, Neptune Pirate Radio frustrates me. Intr-un mare si regal hal.
Ok...Where did that come from. Tis is one chaotic post. I shall redeem myself.

TUNE IN NEXT TIME WHEN WE'LL BE DISCUSSING STUFF THAT MAKES SENSE. OR MAKES AN EFFORT TO MAKE SENSE.

p.s. Simteam nevoia sa spun chestiile astea so bear with me. Imi cer scuze in avans pt greseli. Mi-e prea lene to proof the post.

I have new found faith

Sunt anumite momente de optimism in viata fiecaruia.Pentru unii mai multe, pentru altii mai putine. Eu le am in fiecare an. Poate nu in aceeasi perioada dar sunt acolo. Momente in care cred ca umanitatea merita salvata si trebuie sa contribui cu ceva la asta. Obsesia mea pentru ecologie fiind bine cunoscuta, calea in care as vrea sa salvez lumea este deja stabilita. Dar problema cea mai mare in treaba asta este lenea. sau poate faptul ca mereu astept momentul potrivit.

Intrebarea mea este:Nu avem toti prea multe momente genul asta?Momente in care vrem cu sa facem ceva. Ceva care ne pasioneaza dar gasim mereu scuze sa nu facem respectivul lucru. E prea devreme, sunt prea ocupat/a, mai tarziu...si asa mai departe.

Acest optimism ma face pe mine sa renunt la atitudinea mea sarcastica obisnuita si sa tin motivational speeches.

Cateodata am impresia ca ne e prea frica de ceea ce altii cred despre noi. Ca ne e prea frica sa ne bucuram de viata ca nu cumva sa nu parem patetici, ca ne e prea frica sa ne implicam intr-o cauza umanitara pentru ca nu e la moda sa iti pese, ca ne e prea frica sa traim intens pentru ca aceste trairi s-ar putea sa nu fie intotdeuna pozitive si suntem prea infricosati de eticheta "emo". Cateodata cred ca am ajuns ca in majoritatea cercurilor sa fiu precauta inainte sa spun anumite cuvinte. Cum ar fi "iubire". Ne ascundem problemele. Refuzam sa le abordam chiar daca abordarea ar fi laturalnica. Cliseele si frica de previzibil ne domina. Un final fericit e intotdeuna previzibil. O lectie de viata patetica. Si un cantec in care nu se simte sarcasm sau critica la adresa societatii contemporane nu e reusit. Pentru ca numele postul astuia si versurile anumitor melodii (gen Nada Surf- Concrete Bed) o sa roll some eyes.

Undeva pe drum am devenit atat de preocupati de ce cred altii despre viata noastra ca am uitat sa o traim. Si cu totii negam asta cu putere. Uram fenomenele globale. Uram globalizarea. Uniformizarea.Dar trist e ca ne straduim atat de mult sa nu fim ca ceilalti incat uitam cum este sa fim noi insine.

Summer Bummer

Nu ma mira faptul ca vara este plictisitoare.E probabil una dintre singurele certitudini in viata mea acum. Vara nu este asa de roz cum parea in fanteziile pe care le aveam cand stateam in banca visand la momentul in care temele si trezitul de dimineata nu vor mai fi singurele mele griji.The truth is that without early mornings and annoying homework to worry about there is very little to think about. The fact of the matter is I am simply too lazy. I refuse to go out because it's too damn hot and i end up complaining about the boredom. Which is actually the state of my choosing so the complaining is futile.

Muzica este destul de diversa si banuiesc ca the re-enactment of last summer isn't really the thing to do dar feelingu' e destul de reusit incat sa aleg sa raman in my comfortable routine. Writing is out of the question pt ca lenea ma domina momentan. And it's a slippery sloap with reading cause i have to find something i'm in the mood for.Which is turning out to be a challenge since i'm not really in the mood for anything.

So i guess this is everything. I'll probably start updating more since i have nothing else to do. Maybe i'll start to tlak about interesting stuff for a change. Yeah... fat chance.

Rainbows and Pots of Gold

Inainte de a incepe vreau sa le atrag atentia celor doua domnisoare care au aruncat un muc de tigara astazi in preajma Pietii Unirea ( de data asta nu la metrou). Rusine!

Asa.Acum.
Something for all you extroverts out there:
Once there was a little bird who was flying south; but the weather got suddenly cold and it froze. It fell to the ground. As it was laying there a cow came and crapped on it;the manure was warm so the bird defroze. The once again alive little bird started ciriping (excuse my lack of proper vocabulary). A cat heard it and went and cleared out all the manure and then ate the bird.
Moral of the story:
Not everybody who craps on you is your enemy. And not everybody who gets you out of crap is your friend. And if you're warm and happy, wherever you are, you should just keep your damn mouth shut.

Pastrati Curatenia!

Astazi in drum spre scoala am schimbat metroul cum fac in fiecare zi la Unirii de la magistrala 1 spre magistrala 2. Eh...acolo...unde isi incep munca metrourile moderne ale Bucurestiului, pe peronul unei statii din centru, era o punga de hartie a unei firme de produse de patiserie care va ramane nementionata. Cuprinsa de spirit civic am ridicat punga si am dus-o la cosul care era la mai putin de 2 metri.

Desi cand suntem pusi fata in fata cu asa ceva suntem inlclinati sa spunem ca nu avem de ce sa curatam ce au lasat altii (atitudine pe care trebuie sa spun ca am impartasit-o pentru o perioada semnificativa de timp) lucrurile nu sunt chiar atat de monocromatice. Ar fi cazul sa ne dam seama ca indiferenta nu o sa dea cu matura pe strazile din capitala si nici nu o sa stranga ambalajele care stau la 3 metri de cosul de gunoi din fata Ateneului Roman...de asemenea indiferenta nu o sa rezolve multe dintre problemele pe care le are Bucurestiul. Nu zic asta because i want to serve society or smth ci pentru ca vreau sa traiesc intr-un oras frumos...intentia este total egoista...Cateodata, admirand cladirile vechi sau gandindu-ma la o dupa amiaza linistita intr-o cafenea cu o carte in mana incepe sa imi placa orasul asta .. am un sentiment placut pe care de obicei mi-l poate induce doar citirea unei carti sau vizionarea unui film vechi...acest sentiment este risipit de imaginea oferita de ambalaje si sticle de cine stie ce bauturi pe jos.

Asa ca data viitoare cand vedeti o punga pe jos poate o sa va amintiti de postul asta. Si poate o sa va vada doi oameni care isi vor aminti de voi cand vor vedea si ei o punga pe jos ...

It's the end of the world as we know it

Da...cantecul este foarte cunoscut, este cantat de R.E.M. Nu asta e pointul postului astuia. Nu am mai postat de mult...mostly beacause nu prea pot sa zic ca am cititori fideli....nu asta e scopul blogului.Nici nu i-am facut foarte multa publicitate pentru ca ideea ar fi fost sa imi exprim frustrarile sau gandurile publicului fara ca acesta din urma sa stie ce mare privilegiu are.Abordarea este oarecum lasa banuiesc.

Acum in legatura cu titlul postului..obsesia mea pentru catastrofe naturale(sau nu) este bine cunoscuta in randul celor care cu adevarat ma cunosc...poate chiar si in randul celor care nu ma cunosc atat de bine..Well needless to say ca given this particular obsession banuiesc ca sunt multi oameni care sunt thankful ca fascinatia mea nu se naste din experiente premonitive. Astazi eu sunt thankful pentru faptul ca feelingurile alea enervante nu se concretizeaza...

Have you ever had the feeling that something really bad is heading your way...and by "your" way i don't mean as an an individual but as a group of people, a nation, a continent, a rase? That something so terrible is going to happen that Hiroshima will look like a cute little display of fireworks?No?.. Me neither.I was just saying...

Tactici de Tergiversare

Nimeni nu e imun.Pe toti ne cuprinde lenea la un moment dat. Pe unii mai mult si mai des decat pe altii.Ne-apuca des si ne tine mult.Insa sunt si momente cand oricat de tentant ar fi sa te lasi prada dorintei de a cadea in starea de "dolce far niente" circumstantele nu sunt in favoarea ta.Personal acum as prefera o vacanta de aproximativ o luna de relaxare totala.Carti bune, filme bune, mult somn si libertate de miscare. Desigur, chiar daca ma cert frecvent cu realitatea, tot ea castiga; ceea ce face disputele metionate mai sus total inutile...desi cine stie...poate some day. Cu totii amanam cate ceva.Asta nu e sanatos. Trebuie smuls bandajul.Altfel doare mai rau...

Recomandare: Mika - Grace Kelly.

The Mein Kampf Phenomenon

Don't let the title of this post allude you.I am not, in any way, supporting nazi movements. It's about persuasion, hallucinations and people with antisocial complexes and strong personalities.
Hitler was one of those people.I mean it would be preposterous to assume that Hitler single-handedly coerced an entire country to obey him. No. He managed to persuade them that his view on things was the right one and did so with arguments that seemed pertinent and logical (well they were very hungry and probably sleep deprived). So he looked like he had Parkinson and drove probably more than three women to suicide, so what? The people didn't know about that aspect of his life.They knew that he had found someone to blame for everything and if there was something Germany needed back then it was a scapegoat. Hitler made a career out of it. But did he really believe it?Was conviction the source of his madness or did he only take pleasure in killing and torturing and didn't really care who ended up dead or scarred? Bottom line is that he did what he wanted.Untill his death in 1945 Hitler had killed millons of people and not just jews; he had killed the handicapped, the old and those who remained in hospitals for extended periods of time for he considered them to be a burden on the backs of those who worked for a living.

But it sems to be impossible that he could persuade the people of Germany that what he was doing was right. How could he have done that? Of course fear played an immense part but that was later on. In my opinion nationalism had set the stage for disaster. And although we all like to belive that we're civilized creatures, the moment our animal instincts are subtlely awoken we may have a hard time separating instinct from rational opinion.

So was Hitler evil? Was he just severely disturbed or was old Lucifer in on it? You will find an abundance of people advertising both theories. Me? I think it's all about control. But we'll tallk about that some other time.

My recommendations: People in Planes - Falling by the Wayside , Paloalto - Last Way Out of Here and Staind - Epiphany. Enjoy.

Weekend prelungit

Am decis sa nu stau si sa ma plang de plictiseala.Asa ca astazi am la activ vreo 3 filme.Desigur nimic prea important.Filme relaxante si usurele.Ceea ce e interesant la ziua asta este muzica.Mi-am amintit de o dragoste mai veche: Staind (a caror melodie "It's Been A While" am adorat-o intotdeuna) care mi-a declansat asocierile spontane si asa am scos de la proverbiala naftalina si Puddle Of Mudd si Creed si nitel Nickelback (desi stilul nu e chiar acelasi) si chiar ceva Travis (desi acuma m-am indepartat la ani lumina de Staind). Dar daca a fost posibil pentru Usher sa coexiste in acelasi playlist cu Billie Holiday (ceea ce la prima vedre poate aduce a sacrilegiu) nu vad ce motive as avea sa evit combinatii gen Staind-Travis. De la piese cu mesaje sociale pana la dureri dulci-amarui, dispozitia creata de aceasta alaturare neconvetionala este superba in ciuda asteptarilor initale.Pentru aceste aduceri-aminte le datorez multumiri celor care s-au ocupat de coloanele sonore ale filmelor pe care le-am vizionat astazi.

Deci, recomandarile mele sunt as follows: Flowers In The Window si Love Will Come Through( de la Travis), It's Been A While si Open Your Eyes (de la Staind), Control (Puddle Of Mudd p.s. aici ar mai intra multe dar incerc sa ma limitez la un numar acceptabil), si In the Sun - Coldplay ft Michael Stipe.

Patience and Spare time

Lately I have been posting a lot. This is mainly due to an article in "Time Out" magazine but also to the fact that I have patheticly much free time on my hands for I have been striken by the flu. So my day has consisted of sleeping, consuming obscene quantities of tea, having a go at some homework and finishing a book. All of these actvities were supported by backround music. Right now I am desperately trying to find something to do cause I'm not used to not being swamped.I have considered watching some movies but dismissed the idea.My internet connection is not what it used to be and I never have been a patient person. Being able to wait is a quality I do not possess. The shallowness and lack of substance or actual purpose of this post is frightening to me.

No recommandations.Maybe a little The Calling.Yeah...I know..They're a little naive .sickness has softened me

Schimba placa..

Pana acum am postat exclusiv in engleza.Dar am fost intotdeuna adepta schimbarii asa ca diversificam putin...

Ok acuma uite cum sta treaba...in scurta mea viata am reusit sa acumulez niscaiva experienta la capitolul "comportament uman".Nu o sa plictisesc pe nimeni cu perle de intelepciune indoielnica insa dom' profesor de romana ne tot bate la cap cu faptul ca Maiorescu a zis odata ca cica Eminescu e mare poet mare da' cam iubitor de antiteze(sunt sigura ca Maiorescu se rasuceste in ilustru-i mormant simtind in ce hal i-am masacrat cuvintele).Tendinta aceasta este bine sesizata si cum se presupune ca ce invatam la scoala ne ajuta si foloseste in viata,haide sa construim postul in maniera antitezica.

Suntem fortati de impulsuri mai vechi decat noi sa ne plictisim.In momentul in care dispare noutatea ne pierdem interesul, nu mai apreciem.."we take for granted" cum ar zice englezu'.Bun...toate ca toate dar ce se intampla cand acea parte din noi care prefera constanta (si aici nu ma refer la oras) intervine?Ce se intampla cand impulsul nostru de a cauta noutate se bate cap in cap cu dorinta de stabilitate?Cum impacam si nestatornica capra si linistita varza?Cedarea nu pare a fi cea mai buna optiune pentru ca nu stim nicodata unde ne poate duce cautarea de nou daca nu este filtrata in prealabil prin sita ratiunii.In acelasi timp nu putem nici sa ne complacem preferand stagnarea in locul progresului.Sau putem dar nu e preferabil.Si iata-ma din nou punand intrebari la care nu exista raspunsuri corecte pentru ca influenta subiectivitatii este prea profunda.Ce ne facem?Asteptam book review-ul.Nu o sa fie cine stie ce...

Pana atunci va sfatuiesc sa incercati nitel Placebo.

Fight or Flight

"Human beings need a lot of things to feel alive. Family,love,sex...But we only need one thing to actually be alive. We need a beating heart. When our heart is threatened we respond in one of two ways. We either run. Or we attack. There's a scientific term for this. Fight or Flight. It's instinct. We can't control it. Or can we?"

There I go again with my obsession for "Grey's Anatomy". This was one of my favourite voice-overs. It is most true. Actually these are the options we have everytime anything of ours is threatened.

Fight or Flight.

We all think we will be the ones who fight. We always see ourselves as being courageous and as the ones who will save the day. Or at least stick it out. However there is no way of knowing how we will react before the actual event takes place. When you're looking in the cold eyes of potential tragedy...this is when reality kicks in. What will you do? Will you hide? Will you take a breath of polluted air, grind your teath and go down fighting?

Who are you going to be? Who are you now? What part does your personality play in this kind of situation? Or your training? Will the way we react change the way the people around us see us? Do we consider what people around us think when this kind of situation occurs?

I wish I had answers. But I don't. It's really frustrating for me not to.But I don't. It's not one of those times when I have the answers but refuse o give them to the people that need them because the answer itself is not worth anything without the search for it. I just don't know.Fear is one of my fascinations. That's why I like horror movies and Steven King and that's why I'm enthusiastic when it comes to documentaries about the end of the world. My level of wierdness is indeed disturbing but I can assure you that you are in no immediat danger of being viciously murdered. Just like sports.I prefer to watch in cases like this. It might seem equally disturbing that I'm comparing mass murder to tennis but there it goes...

Maybe I'll expand on this subject. I don't know yet. 'Till then my recommendation:

Listen to Mozart. It's supposed to stimulate the brain.

Band aid covers the bullet hole...

This is the name of a "Grey's Anatomy" episode.It's also the title of a Scarling song. Quick solutions are what we're looking for.Get it over with.I want to get back to my life.I want it fixed now. The quality of the "fixture" doesn't cross our minds till later.When the band-aid slips off and we're left with an even worse injury than the initial one.Is procrastination a manifestation of fear?Is denial so present in our lives that we can't and don't want to tell reality apart from hope?Where was reason hiding when someone with cancer for example let the tumor grow instead of getting it checked?(copyright Grey's Anatomy).Is fear a "disease" of the weak?One of my mottos, for I have many( which can, in a way, contradict the idea of motto) is that courage is not the absence of fear but rather the idea that something is more important than fear.to be courageous is to act in spite of the fear. What am I afraid of...? I would never tell YOU that but it is a question worth considering. Most people who saw the movie IT are afraid of clowns.I am included in that vast cathegory. So i admitted it. But that's different. It is far easier to say that clowns or dogs or carrousels freak us out than it is to confess our other kind of fears.

The solution?Take care of things when they should be taken care of.Never leave unto tomorrow what you can do today...yada yada yada. What does
it matter if we've taken care of things or not as long as no one knows we haven't. My mother would say something like:"the truth shall set you free"(I chopped down the cherry tree...again yada yada yada). A lot of things in this world are over-rated. The truth, for one. At the same time the "what you don't know can't hurt you" bit is a load of bull as well.So we are stuck in a society where lack of time nd hedonism has not only created people either too afraid or too busy or (why not face it?) too lazy to do certain things in time but we also leave in a time when saying the truth and hiding it can have equally catastrophical consequences.Hurray for us. Hit the booze.

Well on a more consolative note If you can't do anything about it stop stressing.

Recommendation:Placebo: Sleeping with ghosts and Days before you came two of my favorite songs.And for those of you who are feeling a little down and would like to keep it that way Devotchkas: How it ends. IM me for the song(s).

P.S. Check this out.I know I'm obsessed.Bear with me.It's a great song.

Jazz and Usher

Yes one of my dirty little not so secret secrets.I have a thing for Usher.It's not that strange if you come to think about it.The amazing body, incredible voice and langurous moves make it a no brainer.The kinky lyrics are a plus though.Some of the songs in my play list right now:Hottest Thing, That's What It's Made 4, Follow Me, Throwback...However you will also see Ella Fitzgerald, Peggy Lee, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Nat King Cole, Julie London, Duke Elington, Sarah Vaughan,Billie Holiday and many more.

In other news...Nietzsch has annoyed me with his chauvinistic comments so i'm laying off books for a while and focusing on chick flicks.Two refreshing days of non-intellect soliciting pieces should fix me right up.

My musical advice for you: french singers like Charles Asnavour, Salvattore Adamo who is an italian per se but has some great french songs, Edith Piaf, Patricia Kaas, Yves Montagne...amazing people, amazing lyrics and amazing language...I'm in love with Paris which I
consider to be the greateset city in the whole wide world so my fascination with french music is justified.

In the subject of falling in love.Lately I've been thinking a lot about how I fell in love with music.I mean there has to have been a particular song that tranformed a liking into somewhat of an obsession... addiction some might say. I didn't come up with much. I know when I fell in love with different bands or artists but not musi. Who knows?...Maybe it was a gradual thing not this amazing revelation.The latter sounds better but reality rarely is what we want it to be.Let us leave this weary path before we fall down the dark pit of depression.

I shall leave you now and maybe when i come back I'll have a book review . I make no promises but I'll do my best.

my soundtracks obsession

There are certain songs in certain movies that you want to hear again and again.Add to that an internet connection and a functionable odc program and you've got yourself a whole lotta music.And like that isn't enough there are a few shows..tv shows.(admitedly they're either just starting or not airing in romania) that have amazing soundtracks.

Like One Tree Hill..yes ok...teen show but check this out: The Cure, Led Zeppelin,Jack's Mannequin. The Replacements, The Veils,Stereophonics,Travis...and that's just some of the bands whose songs were used as backround.

Amazing writers with amazing taste in music.

Smallville..a little too mass-aimed for my taste but Bush and Course of Nature are pretty ok in my book.

Grey's anatomy..ok I watch this one for the story line...getting to hear Buffseeds and Kate Havnevik is nice gravy though.

If I haven't recommended it by now Led Zeppelin - Since I've Been Loving You is one of the main reasons I like music and you should not miss the chance to be delighted by every wonderful note in jimmi page's incredible solo.