A New Generation of Band

I had an amazing idea…

 

What if there was a band that only played covers of bands that sing in a different language. Think about it. 

 

A group of black guys singing in Japanese. They know what they are saying, but their Swahili audience can’t tell “desu” from “ryu.” 

A punk band singing in French to a crowd of Ganguro girls. 

 

Why, to listen to the message in the music, not the lyrics. Some songs have a very great sound but are horrible in their lyrics. ” I love my Bitch” by Busta Rhymes is one of these songs. The beat is very happy and appreciative but why refer to your lovely girlfriend as a bitch?

 

I personally listen to a bunch of foreign music. And I have no clue what they are saying. But it create a very special message from them. One unique to me.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eFEeNCghwA8

 

That’s Sekai wa Sore o Ai To Yobundaze by Sambomaster. It’s an amazing song. If you so choose, listen to it, but do not watch the video. Think about the message you hear from it. then watch the video and compare it to your message.

 

Go ahead…Try it..

 

Did you?

The title means “That’s what the World calls Love.”  I only discovered this today. I always thought it was a love song and it was unrequited love. Seeing the music video confirms it. I thought this from the first time i heard the song. 

 

There is a message in the music. And in the lyrics. You can grasp it if you want to. 

 

 

And if you make a music video based on this blog, I WANT 10%

 

 

Seriously.

I’ve returned… 2 inches less of a man

I’m sorry for being gone for so long. I started to write a couple entries but they never got published. So I posted them all before this apology.

First off, I’d like to say Happy 4th of July to all the American readers. And….hi to every one else….

Ha…..

I’m a little deader inside because I was forced to cut my afro. I was working on that thing for almost 1/2 a year. I was just getting used to hair in my eyes. Why? Because, everyone around me says it was the reason I’m not getting hired. So, with a heavy heart, I went back to my old haircut of a low fade. I’ve had this thing for 14 years of my life. It’s enough to kill a man. (well not kill him….)

And I’m gonna hear so much rabble from my fellow members of my church, The Jesus Saves Ministry of Brooklyn, NY. They were telling me it didn’t look good. “Go get a haircut” they said. FEH! I did it, ok! Happy?

Not to mention my friend (known to you guys as iCheer) was delighted to see it go. not that she had any say in the matter.

Just you all wait. The ‘fro shall return. Bigger and better.

If I don’t get a job within two weeks, I will raise all seven layers of hell.

Ok…..Mummy 3?

Fist a little math

Mummy = Egypt + Curses + Rick O’Connell + Evey = Good

Mummy2 = Egypt + Curses +Rick O’Connell + Evey + Kid + GIANT SCORPION MAN = Better

Mummy3 = China – Egypt + Curses + Rick O’Connell – The Original Evey +Some cheap lookalike Evey +(Kid+ 12 years) + Jet Li = Possible Crap

It just don’t add up.

Why do production companies decide to milk a series for all that it’s worth? They did it with Shrek. The third was not necessary. They did it with a couple other things.

It’s absolutely ridiculous.

Why milk a series ’till it’s bone dry? For money? What a load of CRAP! What ever happened to film is an art form, hmmm? Why is it that capitalism has to get it’s grubby little paws on everything that those that can appreciate art is willing to pay for.

And this crap dosent stop at movies. TV shows! Video Games! (here’s looking at you SONY) When will it end?

All I ask is for the people in these media positions to get a little class.

Decicions Decicions…

Keeping in mind that I am dirt poor, I’m still looking to buy a high end SLR for myself.

I’ve narrowed my search to a camera that is the closest to fitting into my budget of about 5 bucks. It costs $400. The Olympus D410.

I’m also lusting over the more expensive Nikon D80.

The Nikon has more than Can use properly, but the Olympus won’t challenge me at all. It’s such a dilemma that it’s  driving me absolutely batty.

I guess it doesn’t really matter seeing as I’m not buying one any time soon…

I hate New York… And the City too

It’s Sunday morning and Im at my Grandmother’s house.

it rained yesterday.

That means every Bug and it’s mamma’s mamma makes their way into the apatment.

Today i was awoken by the sof caress of a massive cockroach.

It just reminded me why I hate being in the city. It’s crowded, nobody looks happy, it’s dirty, it’s loud, and on top of it all, i once awoke to find bullet holes in my Grandfathers car. FRESH ONES.

It sucks. It really does. I have friends and family there too. so that means i gotta go back and visit them. I wonder if i can kidnap them… take them to P.A. and then NUKE all of NYC.

Not a bad idea, right?

I’ve lived 14 years of my life in Brooklyn, NY and I didn’t know better until i moved to the Poconos. There is such thing as quiet. There is such thing as safety. I was able to chill in the front yard for the first time in 14 years! I’m never going back to the city.

But, as an up and coming Photographer, all the big studios are there.

Any way, there needs to be some kind of social and physical reform in the cities of America. I can’t say anything about other countries but I will soon.

You’re next ENGLAND.

PS:

I’m not just being a punk with this whole roach thing. There is a difference between a Cockroach and like a Praying Mantis or something like that. Cock roaches are dirty and I see them around dead things and garbage. Mantises, on the other hand are proud hunters who have no need for such filth.  Same with flies and Dragonflies. I’d take a large scorpion a hundred times over before I take a roach.

My GF is Frikin’ Redunkerus!!!1!

S’okay… My birthday is on the 20th this month and my Girlfriend decided to supply me with a Camera.

A CA-MER-A!!! A frikin Samsung S73!!!

Can you believe that!!! I got a photographer’s side arm! I’m unstoppable!!

I love her sooo much! Shout to you Ash and thank you.

This is way better than Icy hot and cover up…

,>_ <,

CAMERA!!!!!!!!!!!

Comics are getting really…well, REAL (spoiler)

First off, I’m a little slow with comic and stuff that’s offline but with web-comics I might as well be there when the artist posts it. So I’m way behind on the summer project Secret Ivasion that Marvel has been building up to for so long….

But that’s not what today’s post is about…

I added my first link tonight and it was to CTRL+ALT+DEL. It’s usually a funny gamer comic with bits and pieces of action thrown in for flavor.

But recently it has been taking some twists and turns that end in a miscarriage. I’m not entirely sure but this might be a first for a gamer comic. I’ve read from the beginning and come to love all of the characters and even see myself in some of them (not necessarily a good thing). I did not expect this at all. It saddens me to see this happen to fictional people who have had more of an impact on me than many real individuals.

Another comic with big helpings of reality is Questionable Content. A character watched her own father blow their brains out. Another is obsessive compulsive to the point she has bags under her eyes. It’s like there is some revolution that allows realistic issues and random ninja to dwell in the same reality.

I wonder if it only works in webcomics…

Knowing my luck, I’m probably going to be killed by a ninja before i find a jo

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Good evening. This is the ninja that has just incapacitated Xander. He suspected I was watching him and I had to take him out. Do not be alarmed for he is not dead. He unknowingly serves as an academy training dummy. He should be up in an hour or so.

Thanks, The NInja in training

Maiden Bloggage…What have I done?

S’okay, I’ve decided to start a blog. About my life and what I notice. Things I got through and this is the last entry that uses normal English.

It seems that I really don’t know what to talk about now. I suppose I should introduce myself.

I am Xander. I go by many other names but I like this one as a web identity.

I’m young enough to still learn and old enough to know better…yet not old enough to drink…

I’m a guy, I’m black, and I’m in a very happy relationship (sorry ladies). I love the things in the title and I don’t have a warm spot in my heart for money. That doesn’t mean i still don’t need it. All this and you can hardly tell who I am.

Well, if your curious follow my journal, leave some comments, and enter the life of Xander.