<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:39:15.941-07:00</updated><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='Occurrences'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Worthless'/><category term='Experimentation and Exploration'/><category term='Review'/><title type='text'>Advent Nostalgia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-917847610961435547</id><published>2010-01-01T16:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:53:58.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><content type='html'>http://promulgatedorations.tumblr.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made one, follow me there if interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-917847610961435547?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/917847610961435547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=917847610961435547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/917847610961435547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/917847610961435547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2010/01/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2163297778302468752</id><published>2009-12-30T20:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:20:34.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Advent</title><content type='html'>It's almost the beginning of a new year and it's something very traditional to embrace resolutions to better your life. Whether it would be something as drastic as quitting smoking to something that seems to be rarely done, simple goals. I wonder how many people have actually stuck to their resolutions, I for one hasn't. I took part in a few of them for quite some time but I did not receive the results that I had expected. With that being said, I have a new set of goals, to be honest, I think they are easiest that I have ever came up with. They are actually more materialistic goals, if you would even consider them as goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Purchase a computer, a new ipod within the next 2 months after my tattoo is done.&lt;br /&gt;2. Fly out of California for at least 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;3. Save money for the above and for peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;4. Purchase less CDs, half the bands I am listening to manage to keep me interested for more than an album&lt;br /&gt;5. Purchase a guitar&lt;br /&gt;6. Improve my drumming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am sure that's it and I am very confident that many of you thought that quitting smoking would be one them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2163297778302468752?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2163297778302468752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2163297778302468752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2163297778302468752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2163297778302468752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/12/advent.html' title='Advent'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6142002933350779920</id><published>2009-12-30T14:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:01:30.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTcFWZh9aCE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTcFWZh9aCE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6142002933350779920?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6142002933350779920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6142002933350779920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6142002933350779920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6142002933350779920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8862447156352696215</id><published>2009-12-27T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:28:48.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><title type='text'>Pissed The Fuck Off!</title><content type='html'>Alcohol surges through my veins in companionship with utter anger and nicotine to fuel it. I have never been so mad over something so small and in relation with such a topic. I don't get this shit, lessons are never fucking learn, my presence seems to go completely unnoticed. I am livid and I am hysterical. I am tired and the only thing that I able to do is wait and go through a number of hours of work before carrying forth something. What the fuck is this shit? It seems to me as another elephant to be shot only for a person's greed. I am pissed and chances are, speaking out of my fucking ass! I have pulled a fucking Cameron from Ferris Bueller's Day Off and I have no intention of stopping. What must be said has be put off for too long or perhaps not long enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8862447156352696215?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8862447156352696215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8862447156352696215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8862447156352696215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8862447156352696215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/12/pissed-fuck-off.html' title='Pissed The Fuck Off!'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-5706509375574110811</id><published>2009-12-21T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:10:13.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Full-Time</title><content type='html'>These last 2 weeks I have been working consistently, I am working full-time hours under a part time title. I hate it, I never asked for the amount of hours and just because I take a shift or two, clerical believes I am in dire need of them and hands me two more days. Despite the unwanted hours, in a way, they actually have been helping me out. My goals are becoming much more clear in regards to what to do. My tattoo is certain, I have put in a down payment and I will finish the payments by my appointment date. Once that is finished, a computer and ipod must be purchased. With 40 hours coming my way on a number of occasions, I should be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mtv.com/shared/promoimages/news/l/logos/original/05_averse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 326px;" src="http://www.mtv.com/shared/promoimages/news/l/logos/original/05_averse.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When All My Names Are Scribed, Matter Returns To Divinity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be on my right pec outlined with a nice black shroud around it. In the near future the shroud will expand to lyrics. Viral Kinesis seems to be the one worthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-5706509375574110811?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5706509375574110811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=5706509375574110811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5706509375574110811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5706509375574110811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/12/full-time.html' title='Full-Time'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6597525904694458809</id><published>2009-12-10T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:05:16.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>I hate questions. Not all questions of course, but the ones that always have the hardest answers. The questions that really matter and possess consequences that can either make life that much better or far worse. I am currently trying to answer many. Although I have answered a few, such as my tattoo and when will I be getting it? Within the next month I will have enough money to get it, and oh, am I excited. Yeah, that's not that important, neither is this one. It's none of your business. The advent year already has lots planned but the thing about that is, I kind of don't want to do those things any more. I normally look forward to the shows that have already been promoted but I don't really want to go to any. I want to go out of state for a show and explore something new and different. Perhaps the most important of these questions is, should I really go to school? Motivation is near stagnation. Money is such a problem that I want to get things settled first. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are all over the place, it took me a whole day trying to compile my thoughts into a cohesive unit but it seems to have failed. There are just so many things to be put into consideration. I am overwhelmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6597525904694458809?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6597525904694458809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6597525904694458809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6597525904694458809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6597525904694458809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/12/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2610598929208462346</id><published>2009-11-28T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T02:22:22.348-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hectic</title><content type='html'>Gather 'round swine. Black Friday is a day in which everybody flocks towards the doors of many businesses in order to catch up with modern technology. Prices are dropped down by the store, putting up their profits in order to gain profit in the long run. Another day for worthless scum to drop their guards and act like savages that they truly are. Pushing, shoving, screaming, running, running that is little done elsewhere. The lack of sleep in order to save that extra 20%. I hate this day, nobody gives a fuck, nobody cares about anyone. In a shitty economy, I would think that leaving the TV behind is worth putting food on your table, especially those that have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Opposer! Opposer! Will be the new vessel of everything relevant towards music, from various music videos to reviews, reviews that will be more in depth and such. I plan on making this a hobby and who knows, a job? I doubt it, but as time goes by, we will see what will happen. Perhaps Interviews will be put into order. Or even. . . booking? hahah, i can only wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2610598929208462346?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2610598929208462346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2610598929208462346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2610598929208462346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2610598929208462346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/hectic.html' title='Hectic'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-440115858799704629</id><published>2009-11-26T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T14:03:55.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Spacious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvPdNCbUq5c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvPdNCbUq5c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can say, I love Marissa Nadler. Her looks aren't consistent but her music is. Song III is amazing and I just purchased Little Hells and I am very impatient when it comes to great music, so I downloaded the album to ease the wait. The soothing acoustics layered under the ghostly voice is a recipe for elegance. The vocal effects seems to carry on through live performance extending a small room to becoming a vast cave. It's unfortunate that I missed her live performance right before I came across Mexican Summer, but oh well, let's hope for a next time. And I am really really hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still sick, tomorrow is Black Friday, I work early. . . fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-440115858799704629?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/440115858799704629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=440115858799704629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/440115858799704629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/440115858799704629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/spacious.html' title='Spacious'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-5075465406579202887</id><published>2009-11-26T13:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:12:18.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Christraping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s923.photobucket.com/albums/ad74/fleshprison9/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a6f115b325d2b68af4510e6505a16406_fu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i923.photobucket.com/albums/ad74/fleshprison9/a6f115b325d2b68af4510e6505a16406_fu.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marduk has been known for their bombastic black metal approach as of late. Armed with an MG42 as a machine gun, a rabid wolf as a vocalist, chainsaw guitars, and distant air strikes for a bass, one cannot deny their potency. Moving from a darker approach with their earlier material and having Panzer Division Marduk being the first of many aggro releases, it's horrible and definitely took some time to perfect (more like, took some time to realize the formula was horrible, better off abandoned).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panzer Division Marduk follows a simple pattern, drums never stop, guitars are consistently tremolo picked, and the bass is thrown in the back, with Legion's cliche vocals. Their earlier material is the pinnacle of Marduk while the newer material is a nice blend between traditional black metal and orthodox black metal. Panzer Division Marduk contains nothing refreshing or even Marduk, it becomes a typical black metal band out there trying to be the next big thing while not passing that line of War Metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this album, the only reason why I purchased it was for the theme and to simply work on my Marduk discography. You are better off with Those of the Unlight or Rom 5:12 which remain high on the list of Marduk's greatest albums. Christ was definitely raped, his ass seemed to be the desired target but the ears are what suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very boring, simple formula, humorous lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-5075465406579202887?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5075465406579202887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=5075465406579202887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5075465406579202887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5075465406579202887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/christraping.html' title='Christraping'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7540359828130503527</id><published>2009-11-24T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:36:32.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Mastodon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s28.photobucket.com/albums/c208/Nigg3rE1F/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mastodon-crack-the-skye-2009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c208/Nigg3rE1F/mastodon-crack-the-skye-2009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Mastodon's live performance and humming Oblivion a number of times, I gave in and purchased Crack The Skye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crack the Skye is near a great album but considering how much progressive-ness there is, it becomes an OK album. Listening to other songs I often wonder how could I have not liked them but compared to Crack the Skye, how could I really like this. Oblivion contains music, with vocal melodies that remain memorable, heavy chugging, while Ghost of Karella lacks a number of those qualities. Ghost of Karella and Divinations indulge in "how many riffs can I play in this amount of time", I normally don't care for conventional song structures but this is where I do, especially when Oblivion is amazing. Last Baron is this album's last song and this albums last sign of hope. The song is great with minimal neck fucking moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The production for the album is what you would expect it to be. Expensive, thousands of dollars and hour. Considering how intricate their music is, it demands no less. But Fuck, get the fuck out of that progressive state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7540359828130503527?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7540359828130503527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7540359828130503527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7540359828130503527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7540359828130503527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/mastodon.html' title='Mastodon'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2592891274634022254</id><published>2009-11-22T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:41:37.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimentation and Exploration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Regions</title><content type='html'>I never thought about it but certain bands are stuck to certain regions. Even if I have never listened to their music in that specific region, they manage to evoke a sense of nostalgia to when I was there. Velvet Cacoon for example serves as the mnemonic device for Oliver, Bj, and my enjoyment of watching seals moan and groan in a cold setting. If it were raining, I don't think that could have been topped. Marissa Nadler seems to create a sense of happiness by just being in the city of San Francisco. As the cold breeze welcomes you and I light my first cigarette in the city, it definitely feels appropriate. Crystal Castles on the other hand creates a sad tone. With our departure from Vegas on New Years Day, the song just blares through the speakers as the sun sets behind us and the desert fatigue seeps through our skin. As you see everyone fall asleep on the way back, the city of life becomes further and further away, it can be unsettling. Travelling is something I wish I can partake in more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/onPnB26--vs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/onPnB26--vs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEdO9YLZwlw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEdO9YLZwlw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/56E8yYgLNHE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/56E8yYgLNHE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there are more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2592891274634022254?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2592891274634022254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2592891274634022254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2592891274634022254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2592891274634022254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/regions.html' title='Regions'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8976963205506519946</id><published>2009-11-21T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:34:19.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Marduk</title><content type='html'>Marduk is to engulf Los Angeles in flames and blood yet the bands and individuals promoting these shows still have plenty of tickets. Considering their failed attempts to breach the walls of American Law, I would expect the preparation and excitement for this show would escalate to far greater heights. Everybody was looking forward to that show but being disappointed, seems to keep them there. Each band seems to still have plenty of tickets for the show and they have had those tickets since October. Let's hope that this won't be another Kult Ov Azazel, in which the show was well promoted but nobody seems to have any sort of interest in supporting local and HUGE acts. For fuck's sake, it's Marduk, the most blasphemous band of Europe. And with Mortuus as the current vocalist, how can you deny such extravagance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jXrflHH3dR0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jXrflHH3dR0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uvPMiUC1ZtM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uvPMiUC1ZtM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8976963205506519946?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8976963205506519946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8976963205506519946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8976963205506519946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8976963205506519946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/marduk.html' title='Marduk'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6971586235828404793</id><published>2009-11-20T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:19:17.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Converge</title><content type='html'>Assuming a number of delays and traffic, Mike and I decided to leave at 4:30 PM, fortunately that was barely enough to watch Converge. Throughout the whole way we were blocked by traffic disabling us from getting there any quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Palladium is a massive venue, much like a ballroom, imagine the Galaxy 4x bigger. With superb sound and a large floor, it should have been certain that things were going to be damaged. We missed High On Fire and made it for Converge who put on an amazing show. Although the pit wasn't as consistent or brutal as what I have been told, Jacob Bannon knows how to get the crowd growing. Running around the stage, licking his fingers, throwing nazi salutes (at least what seemed to be salutes), spirit fingers, and throwing the mic around got the crowd antsy. Although they didn't play Heaven In Her Arms, the set was great, a tad bit short, but they are definitely worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mastodon was next. Although I am not a big fan or even a fan at all, Mastodon definitely play a tight set. Every instrument was fairly distinct on cue, vocals were a bit sloppy, but the back up images made up for them. The music interlocked with the images quite nicely making Mastodon's set a transcendent one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dethkock was next and fuck, the crowd they drew was a random one. People young and old, metalheads, punks, greasers, you name it they got. It's interesting how Dethkok didn't want to be upstaged so everything was far louder than the previous bands. With ripping solos, undecipherable lyrics, a heavy sound, one cannot help headbanging, unfortunately, they have to turn all the goodness they have into a joke, leaving people laughing at cheesy jokes. I hate the cartoon, if they were to perhaps create a serious name for themselves maybe I will support them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YLjMM0VauT8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YLjMM0VauT8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6971586235828404793?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6971586235828404793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6971586235828404793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6971586235828404793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6971586235828404793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/converge.html' title='Converge'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8685123413463142420</id><published>2009-11-19T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:14:49.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Anxious</title><content type='html'>http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendId=423265724&amp;amp;blogId=518771141&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That blog entry by Non of Lifelover bares great news. The union between Audrey, Kim, and Non is something that is unimaginable. Kim Carlsson is perhaps of the most respected people in my books and the sheer impact he has had on my life is ineffable. Audrey Sylvain was the first and last singer of the now defunct Amesoeurs. Her out of tune voice and rabid untrained screeches and screams give her a nice edge to the female vocals cliche. As for Non, fairly new at least to my ears, he gave Lifelover an organic sound by embodying the poppy signature sound of Lifelover with the dynamics provided by his drumming. Many people criticize it for being too "metal" but I am loving it, a fine string to balance on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tonight I will be witnessing Converge's live ritual. I am definitely looking forward to the chaos which may ensue. I have heard mix reviews in regards to the pits and such, but I don't plan in taking part in any of them, just standing in the front slowly breaking my neck. As for the other bands, expect me in the back or somewhere else to enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A personality indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/31qt0PEzB3s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/31qt0PEzB3s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8685123413463142420?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8685123413463142420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8685123413463142420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8685123413463142420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8685123413463142420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/anxious.html' title='Anxious'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6488128819693800209</id><published>2009-11-16T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:03:32.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Nineteen (close enough)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carnal and spiritual should be exalted in allegiance to one another. The rejection of the carnal shall strengthen the spiritual while the spiritual's embrace of knowledge should influence the enjoyment of the carnal. Reliance on an otherworldly being is the pinnacle of human weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abuse is something I am not fond of. On many levels it irritates me, while on a few I promote them. Self Mutilation is a form of self-abuse, you are haunted by failure. Drug abuse is horrid, while drug use is encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolute individualism is unattainable, near non-existence. We are thieves, we are human. Accept that you are not yourself. Abandon trends and do what you believe is right, yet remember that what you wear, what you eat, what you do, listen to, is influenced by another party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late, few words are spoken to certain individuals. My words are best conveyed through writing, my thoughts are clear, coherent, and cohesive. I am known to be straight forward, accept it, it's not going to change. I give criticism and I expect to receive it. The world isn't happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost responsible. I pay for everything myself aside from the house I live under. Food is bought with my money, clothes, my money, extracurricular activities, my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My palette isn't as defined, neither is yours. Self-righteous criticisms are unwelcome, we all have different tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am short tempered and easily angered. An insult to Black Metal from a person with little understanding of the art is deemed unworthy. Fuck off. I grow tired of mindless insults with little valid information to back it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large social gatherings are not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature should be read much more. Plays and theatre art should be viewed frequently. Too little art exists in this world, too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young but the hardships of life have managed to take it's toll. I am miserable at times, I am happy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smoke, I enjoy it. Don't like it, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is irrelevant in today's time. Teenagers resort back to old customs in attempt for something nostalgic. New age hippies roam the streets while swine flock towards the hipness of the actual event rather than the message behind it.  In general, grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rivers are wide, swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal is obscure, life is not. I have spent too long on this fork, and plan on staying there even longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneity is in, plans, for the most part are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XVI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XVII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XVIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am corrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8_k5FaFKqlg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8_k5FaFKqlg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6488128819693800209?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6488128819693800209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6488128819693800209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6488128819693800209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6488128819693800209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/nineteen.html' title='Nineteen (close enough)'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1749085375531046805</id><published>2009-11-15T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:02:50.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>I attended the Qualia/Russian Circles show dressed quite differently. Instead of wearing the traditional band shirt and boots, I dressed a bit better. I sported a dress shirt and boots. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of having Black Metal seen as a form of MUSIC and having a stigma of low life uneducated stoners whose only intention in life is to fuck and get drunk. I hate how the majority of the scene consists of a number of ignorant and stupid individuals. Black Metal is ART, the numerous ideologies embedded in the lyrics are vast and extensive, the atmosphere evokes a number of emotions, and those behind it perform and construct this art with the knowledge of knowing that this will not make their living. Unfortunately, many people don't realize that. This is a form of art that has changed my life and I am not going to let some hip faggot take it away just because he considers it cool, fuck that shit. Death metal has already begun the early stages of dying, Dethklok is seen as a serious band despite the obvious jokes. Dragonforce has made a name for power metal, play sloppy sweeps, chugging riffs, and have high pitched vocals to carry on the melody of the song. The majority of these retro thrash bands are gaining publicity(which isn't a bad thing), yet when quizzed about pioneering bands that they have stole riffs from they are absent minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future months, prepare for a change. Black Metal is ART, not music. Black Metal is Life, not entertainment. Black Metal is not for neon sporting scum bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ucQLw3_70HY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ucQLw3_70HY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ut &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;our&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; F&lt;/span&gt;lesh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;orship &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;atan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1749085375531046805?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1749085375531046805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1749085375531046805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1749085375531046805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1749085375531046805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-639897290157709206</id><published>2009-11-12T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:43:29.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimentation and Exploration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Mushrooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkK3RGYl9FM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XkK3RGYl9FM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My experience was amazing. I wouldn't go into full detail considering the many differences that my trip was to those of others. Certain things happen to different people, in a way, whatever you think kind of happens. I don't want to influence your trip. Indulge responsibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought a pack of cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-639897290157709206?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/639897290157709206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=639897290157709206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/639897290157709206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/639897290157709206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/mushrooms.html' title='Mushrooms'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4832743082636654438</id><published>2009-11-11T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:40:03.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimentation and Exploration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Terrestrial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqqU9b0MDys&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqqU9b0MDys&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under shrooms, Velvet Cacoon's ambient tracks triggers the effects. Something that possesses nothing but tones with little to no variation creates something that can only be experienced through hallucinogens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aGksTR7ghYI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aGksTR7ghYI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I witnessed the creation of a digital sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eu9rvEhmtVk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eu9rvEhmtVk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I must set foot on this Earth with what seemed to be infinite knowledge locked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4832743082636654438?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4832743082636654438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4832743082636654438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4832743082636654438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4832743082636654438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/terrestrial.html' title='Terrestrial'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6105217770573801090</id><published>2009-11-10T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:16:25.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Transcendence</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I will disembark on a journey to the astral plane. I will depart from the telluric realm in an attempt to figure out what normal life has not revealed to me. Through the consumption of "The Flesh of the Gods" I will be released from my vessel. I have taken necessary measures such as not smoking and taking bike rides in preparation for this momentous event. If I feel nothing then it will be the weakness of the consumed items not the natural rejection of first time use (which is rare). This will be taken under the supervision of at least one person and if a companion were to take it with me, it would have to be one that I am very comfortable with and have shared many experiences together. The atmosphere must be right, overcrowding will cause a bad trip, possibly scarring me for life. I am taking this event seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TP0l6GISoXw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TP0l6GISoXw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today, Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6105217770573801090?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6105217770573801090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6105217770573801090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6105217770573801090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6105217770573801090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/transcendence.html' title='Transcendence'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-3186588612775973651</id><published>2009-11-09T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:52:30.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Behold!</title><content type='html'>Behold, what was Draconian Twilight! Unfortunately, due to a number of unforeseen events influencing my lack of dedication to have this project push forward, this is what we had recorded. My input is absent in these videos, but I assure you, I did influence of few of these riffs that James managed to manifest. This perhaps would have been some devastating black metal when complete, but life doesn't go your way whenever you like it. I am sure James will continue the project with people who are able to dedicate to Draconian Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/trahCZL3nCQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/trahCZL3nCQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3JymF4HpTd0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3JymF4HpTd0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After today, Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-3186588612775973651?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3186588612775973651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=3186588612775973651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3186588612775973651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3186588612775973651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/behold.html' title='Behold!'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7493515272238461348</id><published>2009-11-07T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:19:31.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Closing</title><content type='html'>After 2 extensive years of providing the whole L.A. metal scene with great shows from bands spanning the world, the Black Castle will close it's gates for good on January 16th, 2010. I honestly don't blame the guy seeing how a number of his shows that should have gathered in hundreds of people ironically bring it a small amount. Averse Sefira, reigning from Texas, managed to only bring in fifty people while Kult ov Azazel, arriving from Florida, only gathered 25 people. These bands are big and the cost to support their trip over here is not cheap at all. I often wonder how can bands of quality gather such a small amount of bands while Horna, a band that technically only has 10 good songs/1 album, manages to pack the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole scene has taken this venue for granted. They all believed that this place would stay open forever considering how many people are unaware how booking shows go. Sure, the venue had shitty bathrooms due to the excessive damages done by thrashers but it seems like that was actually a few reasons that stopped people from going. I never knew that people go to shows to examine the bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Castle was practically a home, drinking was easily accessible, music in between sets were actually metal 99.9% of the time, bands had a proper setting, and the sound beat plenty of those high class venues that corrupt the L.A. music scene as a whole. It's a pity that many people would rather go to backyard shows and bondage events instead of attending a deserving band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't smoked for 1 Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7493515272238461348?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7493515272238461348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7493515272238461348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7493515272238461348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7493515272238461348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/close.html' title='Closing'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4237776028544797954</id><published>2009-11-02T18:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:38:07.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Counter</title><content type='html'>I have become curious about how many people actually read my blog now. In fact, I have been considering a change in a number of things. I plan on quitting smoking completely, which I believe is very possible since I have been able to cut back a large number lately, Hookah is still an exception. This process will begin as soon as I finish my pack. While we are on the subject of quitting, I am planning on cutting back on Monsters. I love them dearly, but fuck, I can feel my dependence or perhaps destructive nature of the drink. Maybe one or two when I go out, but on a daily basis will cease. I am actually considering downloading music, hours are so hard to come by that bands outside of the metal boundaries that release something that actually appeals to me are not worth my money. They make plenty of money as is through the many other devoted fans,large and lengthy tours, and merch. Of course, there are exceptions, such as Siouxie and the Banshees, Silversun Pickups, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to what I set out to do with this post. Since a number of my friends are those that read my blog, a lot of them have actually stopped blogging, this will put my numbers to the test. I am expecting a number no more than 5 a day but who knows, maybe I am providing a number of other people with a shitty read or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel guilty with even considering downloading music. . . fuck that shit! NO downloading, I am sticking to my guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uMij4bNJR0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uMij4bNJR0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4237776028544797954?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4237776028544797954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4237776028544797954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4237776028544797954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4237776028544797954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/counter.html' title='Counter'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6303038992099315478</id><published>2009-11-01T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:30:34.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimentation and Exploration'/><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I have gotten very little sleep. Friday night was the Riverside party which gave me a few laughs, I didn't drink very much since I was DD. Last night was the Kult ov Azazel and Tenebrous show. The opening bands were alright, nothing too great or interesting, or even worth mentioning, but the last two were amazing. The small attendance was a disappointment but it didn't change the performance, they gave the small crowd all that they could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite some mishaps on behalf of Xaphan, session for Tenebrous, the sound was still great. VJS pounded on the drums and shattered cymbals and sticks while the snare was suffering from a consistent blast. Armanen's vocals were clear, raspy and scathing, almost reptilian. I couldn't resist headbanging throughout all my favorite songs which were played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kult ov Azazel cut plenty of their songs off their list but the songs were played with precision. One thing that isn't heard very often is that bands that release numerous albums tend to not cover a number of them. Kult ov Azazel covered their whole discography, songs ranged from Triumph of Fire to Destroying the Sacred. Dual vocals evoked a haunting atmosphere, layered with fast, technical drumming made their set one to not be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, while at the Black Castle, I tried a new beer, Samuel Adams Octoberfest. It was quite delicious, a nice thick flavor, smooth finish, a perfect amount of foam that stayed for quite some time. Upon first sip, you are welcomed with sweets and departed with a nice bitterness. It definitely ranks high among dark beers, blows New Castle (which I see to be overrated now) out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some new friends as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6303038992099315478?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6303038992099315478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6303038992099315478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6303038992099315478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6303038992099315478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/11/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1891562820491988633</id><published>2009-10-31T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:30:33.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Helloween</title><content type='html'>After coming home at 5 A.M. and obtaining minimal sleep, my body still remains charged. Last nights party was alright, the Riverside people already seemed to have a close knit relationship leaving us as the outcasts and me being designated driver didn't quite help. I personally didn't mind DD, for some reason, I haven't had much of an urge to drink, so why not put yourself to use and let others enjoy their fun. Of course, I still had a few drinks. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the night which I had been waiting for for quite some time. Tenebrous is a band that I had my first encounter with at the Embrace the Hate fest 3 years ago and I have been itching to see them plenty more times. I heard that they were playing in tonight since July and it still surprises me how I could have actually thought of not going, this is definitely my most anticipated show. Tonight, I may make up what drinking I didn't do last night, but then again, I have never been a fan of drinking at shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't find a video of Tenebrous and Kult ov Azazel isn't much of an importance. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aHy8foIM9M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aHy8foIM9M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .so does Folk make me gay? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1891562820491988633?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1891562820491988633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1891562820491988633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1891562820491988633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1891562820491988633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/10/helloween.html' title='Helloween'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7110460427850919259</id><published>2009-10-21T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:51:07.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Drugs. . .</title><content type='html'>are hard to come by. My connect is lagging, I was suppose to have picked up my shrooms last night but that seems to have been pushed back to tomorrow. Despite his statements, I am still questioning his confirmations, although he is the middle man, random dates should not be stated. As of now, the deal will continue next week. Not only that, but it also seems that Cocaine can only be sold in 8 balls, which is far too much. I only desire a minimal amount for experimentation not a full on addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have successfully cut back on cigarettes. As of now, I smoke 1-2 a day, but if the occasion is right, I'll slide in a few more. I don't really have any intention of quitting wholly, but cutting back should be considered due to the fact that I find myself out of breath after a short jog and random times my chest won't feel so good for a second or two. Health factors don't bother me so much, they were used as a stress reliever during my infant stages, but as of now, it's become a habit. Impotent yet satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, Drugs are NOT bad. The only reason they are perceived as being a magnet for the stupid is simply because of the abusers. When controlled, Drugs become the outlook of life. Drugs give you an alternate view on the world. It's alters the norms that we go through everyday and gives the user (not the abuser) a different perspective. When in a rut, why turn to a psychologist? The majority of them go through the motions in order to get their paycheck, nobody knows how you truly are but yourself, Drugs allow the carnal to transcend the spiritual. Of course, there are drugs that you should stay away from such as shooting up Heroine,  Ecstasy (both being very addictive), and Weed (a drug for bums, slows down the body, slows down life) but everything else should be taken in moderate amounts. Know your limits, resist peer pressure, put control on top of dependency. I am not responsible for your failures of control and responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yNDxRSZb92k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yNDxRSZb92k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The Smarter people are more susceptible to drugs. Don't think I am smart, I am throwing this out in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7110460427850919259?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7110460427850919259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7110460427850919259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7110460427850919259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7110460427850919259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/10/drugs.html' title='Drugs. . .'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-87039722971442475</id><published>2009-10-13T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:06:23.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hallucinogens</title><content type='html'>The only band that comes to my mind that has become a significant part of me is Averse Sefira, but I think there will be one more added to that stable, Velvet Cacoon. Despite the many controversies that have erupted from various interviews, assumptions, etc etc. I have grown to love this band. Consistently being studied and listened to, the images that they convey have actually been conveyed. Austere creates music powerful enough to move me to sentiment, Averse Sefira conveys ideology through the very music itself among vocals, Hypothermia exudes emotion incomparable, and now Velvet Cacoon has managed to create the Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velvet Cacoon's music is odd at first, the music has a great sense of ambiance. Distortion is used heavily, keyboards break through the distortion, and the vocals are haunting. Through these sounds, the waves subside and erupt, the waves crash among rocks and retreat back slowly, while the vocals remain distant as if under the sea. It's been said that Velvet Cacoon's music is best under the supervision of DMT, DXM, or any other hallucinogen. Although I have not experienced those, through my dreams, my sleeps are perfect, I feel different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the near future, I plan on purchasing shrooms (I have found a connect, price seems reasonable, currently making sure everything is correct), biking towards the beach, and taking in these, all while listening to Velvet Cacoon. Alternatives are being constructed as well, if any would like to take part in these events, more info would be brought to you. Of course, depending on the person changes will be made to the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lrWL5qfjqPs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lrWL5qfjqPs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-87039722971442475?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/87039722971442475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=87039722971442475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/87039722971442475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/87039722971442475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/10/hallucinogens.html' title='Hallucinogens'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2895329744938609972</id><published>2009-10-11T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:13:37.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Creepy</title><content type='html'>After many delays, Steven and I finally watched Paranormal Activity, others did too, but we were the ones being whipped around. Anyways, I loved the movie. It takes the path of "realism", my knowledge of such events can only go as far as what I have read, thus the quotations. Rather than cover it with effects and cheesiness, the movie attacks the mind. Accompanied with perfect timings between each sound to the lack of in depth photography with all significant events occurring around Witching Hour , it creates an eerie feeling.  As for the props used, I can say that the crew did a great job in doing research, keeping everything legit. I have little complaints for the film, definitely something different, realistic, original, and balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DUv3lQUv83A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DUv3lQUv83A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night, I woke up with this and my sister standing in front of my bed. Shortly after, I changed to West Indian Girl and fell back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2895329744938609972?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2895329744938609972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2895329744938609972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2895329744938609972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2895329744938609972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/10/creepy.html' title='Creepy'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7011153536736313998</id><published>2009-10-02T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:22:52.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Winds</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if I am the only one that notices this, which I probably am just because I tend to be fascinated with subject matter revolving around the psych, certain weather conditions contain certain emotions that accompany them. I did a small bit of research and it does explain plenty of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winds possess odd qualities aside from keeping us cool or keeping our lips chapped, whether it being accompanied with depression, anxiety, stress, or a number of other negative emotions. Depending on your geographic location you can receive one of the aforementioned emotions or all of them in addition to the ones that I had not listed. Seeing as how I live in Southern California, I will focus in this region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern California during late Summer and Fall season, we are greeted with Santa Ana Winds. Santa Ana winds are hot and dry, resembling desert wind. During these times the winds are able to put a person under a number of fatigued situations, migraines, insomnia, dizziness, apathy, depression, muscle weakness, nausea, the list goes on. Interestingly, in certain countries a person can avoid being thrown into jail simply for the season. Depending on location, during these times suicide, alcoholism, and depression jump up significantly due to the winds, lack of sunshine, and climate changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can personally say, I have found the reason for my down feelings during these times. My past days have consisted nothing but droning around, sitting in front of my computer doing nothing, not even typing maniac is visited often. Sometimes I wish I didn't listen to such down music and had more upbeat music in my collection. Shoegaze, DSBM, Post-Rock, those don't help one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dcEX_gT1n2g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dcEX_gT1n2g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHbkLcsSHJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHbkLcsSHJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nDY8g-DekJM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nDY8g-DekJM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7011153536736313998?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7011153536736313998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7011153536736313998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7011153536736313998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7011153536736313998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/10/winds.html' title='Winds'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-146203940356302179</id><published>2009-10-02T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:13:18.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Myatt's</title><content type='html'>Myatt's The Happy Ones was my second play that I have ever attended and to be honest, it wasn't so great. A vessel of a predictable and over used and abused storyline, it aims to simply teach a number of life lessons, don't take anything for granted and forgive. The humor was evident but it wasn't anything to really keep me laughing minutes after the actual scene. Emotion was expressed with a number of swear words, creating a realistic approach but it still didn't sell. Riddled with a number of setting changes and a predictable storyline, this wasn't to great. Putting it Together seems to be the better of my two plays by a long shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Lifelover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tp15-3e-jPQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tp15-3e-jPQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony is something that nobody understands for some reason. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-146203940356302179?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/146203940356302179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=146203940356302179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/146203940356302179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/146203940356302179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/10/myatts.html' title='Myatt&apos;s'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-360574181715905468</id><published>2009-09-27T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:13:23.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><title type='text'>SPEARHEAD!!!</title><content type='html'>Despite being super tired right now, The Gathering of the Bestial Legions was a success. Unfortunately, half the people never bothered actually coming in to enjoy the show and instead got an update in the latest "metal" gossip. I found out that Nicholas Cage's ex-wife married Shagrath, thus the reason for Eyes of Cockcum. Anyways, I nearly kissed the Urgehal merch chick which would have been an awkward moment, oh well..., and I came home with less merch than I had thought. People actually complimented me on my shirt, after wearing it to 99% of the show's I attend to, I am complimented, at this point I got to find another show shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First band was Daemonic, playing Black/Death metal, nothing special. Second band was Ritual Torture, despite being short on time, they played amazingly and their vocalist demanded your attention, it was as if he had been performing for decades. Unholy Lust sucked, the vocalist seemed very high and kept saying a bunch of bullshit, wasting our time. Resuscitator and Infinitum Obscure I missed, I think the latter band is very boring. Eyes of Noctum was next and fuck, I watched them just so I can get a good spot for Spearhead, and that was horrible. Weston Cage's stage presence is that tough big guy, power stance and all. His vocals are a combination of Dani Filth and over processed growling. The keyboards seemed out of place, no atmosphere whatsoever just very fruity rhythms, definitely worse than Abigail Williams. There is one thing I respect Weston Cage for, it's the fact that he is a very good speaker, that is if it wasn't scripted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spearhead was next and I had been anticipating their set for quite some time. Their set was shortened drastically but it was still perfect. Playing primarily their whole "Decrowning the Irenarch" CD, I was headbanging the whole fucking time, all my favorite songs were played. The Chasm were after them and they seemed to be a crowd favorite. The response was very strong, small in number compared to Urgehal and Destroyer 666 but the fans were very devoted. A fight broke out during the set which the security guards couldn't take control of until they got outside. Urgehal was next and damn, they put on a good show. The vocalist does many crazy antics while throwing out obscenities, "Bang your fucking brains out. . . Sodomize your bitches!" My desecrated arm should prove how good they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroyer 666 was the headlining band and they went through a number of sound "problems". The band's perfect intent delayed the performance for an additional 20 minutes at least and it was already 1:30. Throughout the set it was obvious they were unsatisfied with their sound and the crowd was obviously getting tired. KK didn't get the response he had expected but what can you do? We have been standing and watching bands play for the past 6 hours, you suffer a "delay", the anticipation dies down especially if you are impatient. Anyways, the first half of their songs sounded very cluttered while the later half was flawless. "I am the Wargod" and "Eternal Glory of War" got the crowd chanting along during the chorus, it was like a military march, amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-360574181715905468?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/360574181715905468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=360574181715905468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/360574181715905468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/360574181715905468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/09/spearhead.html' title='SPEARHEAD!!!'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8816297799466223072</id><published>2009-09-26T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:45:08.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Politics</title><content type='html'>It pisses me off to go around school or anywhere in general, and have some adolescent or teenager come up to you and speak to you in regards to Politics. The majority of the people who actually voted, voted only because of this new trend that has swept the United States, "raise the peace flag, go against the Republicans, stop the war". As much as you wish to acknowledge war as a bad thing, it does help us in many ways. If successful, it can take us out of a recession, provide jobs (World War II), and whether successful or not it keeps the world population to a manageable amount. Honestly, how many people actually wake up early Sunday mornings and tune in to political debates? Don't come to me and start lecturing me about how the economy is in ruin and how Obama isn't doing his job! Presidency isn't easy, everything takes time, a big rig can't go from 0-60 in ten seconds. It's a pity, those that take part in politics don't know the majority of it. Do some research before you send an eighteen year old to Afghanistan, do some research before you prevent a loving couple from marrying, do some research before you criticize the person you voted for. Do no research and fucking kill yourself before you lecture me in politics, like the sheep of Christianity, you preach what little you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My reason for not taking part in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today, I have something to look forward too. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8816297799466223072?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8816297799466223072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8816297799466223072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8816297799466223072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8816297799466223072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/09/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-5311660640804067685</id><published>2009-09-22T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:43:36.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>D666</title><content type='html'>The Gathering of the Bestial Legions IV fest is coming up and after seeing the video below, I am now excited for Destroyer 666. Although the drums seem a bit too triggered for my taste, the sound still manages to be superb. Destroyer 666 has been a band I never get around to purchasing albums from. Sure, I have Phoenix Rising, but I regret pushing them away. They manage to blend Thrash, Death, and Black Metal flawlessly creating a perfect symbiosis. If you are an elitist for any of the above mentioned genres, I am sure that you would be able to allow Destroyer 666 to slide in. Urgehal and Spearhead are also looked forward to, the Chasm I am not too fond of, and Eyes of Noctum, no offense Nicholas Cage, but what the fuck is your son doing in Black Metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMENVxndLf8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMENVxndLf8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity we won't have the vocalist of Primordial at the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P31yxE4Cml4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P31yxE4Cml4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this animal blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-5311660640804067685?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5311660640804067685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=5311660640804067685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5311660640804067685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5311660640804067685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/09/d666.html' title='D666'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-5706302923027209442</id><published>2009-09-17T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:33:48.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sondheim's</title><content type='html'>Today I had my first actual play experience, I was honored to have Sondheim's Putting It Together as the play of choice. The play consisted of a number of laughs venturing into the realms of perversity and crude topics. The first portion consisted of pure singing, the lack of actual speaking proved to be the strong point. The second portion only had a few words, but made up with the presence of those few words with a great performance by one of the actresses. I recommend watching this play, I would be down to watch it again, in fact, I would be down to watch a number of plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an odd sight to see, a number of young people drowned out by elderly folks. What proves to be even more odd is the fact that for many of these older people, it was a chance of getting dried sex organs. The number of elderly couples was beyond imaginable, there were married couples and couples that seemed to just have met and are looking for a good time. Kind of makes me wonder, no matter how much you claim to know, Love seems to never cease. So many people complain about the negative aspects of relationships but you often find yourself yearning for it. Another one of mankind's flaws?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-5706302923027209442?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5706302923027209442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=5706302923027209442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5706302923027209442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5706302923027209442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/09/sondheims.html' title='Sondheim&apos;s'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-831351604013749255</id><published>2009-09-10T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:07:36.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless'/><title type='text'>Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thankfully, this week is coming to a close. This is by far the worst week I have ever had in the recent months, considering what has happened. My car is definitely on the verge of death. It shakes and rumbles, it chugs and lags, and it overheats like none other. My body has yet to adapt to my new sleeping schedule and I find myself rushed on a number of days. Wednesday I didn't make it to class because I had overslept and today I was in a hurry and forgot my notebook for Philosophy, which for the most part, relies on note taking. I have the majority of the weekend off and I get paid at midnight, it won't be much, but I can at least by a few tapes and cds that I have been yearning for. Qualia's show is on Saturday and I am looking forward to that, for some odd reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g-5PTVzEKMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g-5PTVzEKMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-831351604013749255?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/831351604013749255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=831351604013749255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/831351604013749255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/831351604013749255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/09/dying.html' title='Dying'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2309655691639355747</id><published>2009-09-02T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:32:58.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Dimmu Borgir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roadrunnerrecords.com/blabbermouth.net/news.aspx?mode=Article&amp;amp;newsitemID=126340"&gt;Dimmu Borgir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roadrunnerrecords.com/blabbermouth.net/news.aspx?mode=Article&amp;amp;newsitemID=126151"&gt;Mustis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been brought to my attention that my two favorite members of Dimmu Borgir have left the band. My devotion to the band has been anything but existent when Mustis stated that he plays the music for the money. It was a quote that Decibel had put in the margins, so I hadn't bothered reading the actual interview, since I was furious. Last time I checked, the money should be secondary, the art created is primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been stated that Mustis wasn't receiving the correct amount of credit for his works in the last two full length albums (I wouldn't be proud about Deathcult Armaggedon). While it has been stated that Vortex is a complete lazy ass, which I kind of assumed after watching the DVDs. In addition to the drunk laziness and greed, it's been said that one of the members didn't bother bringing their instrument to a show that they were to be performing at. That enough should show the absent dedication of the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am still not going to bother much, I just find it interesting, perhaps I will give Dimmu Borgir a third chance seeing as how the greedy fuck named Mustis is out of the band. After he had stated that he was a large contributor to the writing process of the last two albums, which weren't so great, the new one should be something more exquisite, but chances are, still not so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I hate Blabbermouth. More than half of those people who contribute to the comments are ignorant trolls. Roaming from news to news to leave a stupid comment. They obviously have no understanding of the music nor the situation, seeing how forgetting your instrument is something that should be brushed off should speak for itself. Not only forgetting the instrument, but I think it was a wise move that Dimmu Borgir gave a vague description of the reasons for firing the two members while Blabbermouth trolls claim it to be a stupid move. A detailed description could be used against you while in court. You wouldn't want to have accusations made towards you with your words as weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The glory days of Dimmu Borgir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4TCqUKQIQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4TCqUKQIQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2309655691639355747?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2309655691639355747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2309655691639355747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2309655691639355747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2309655691639355747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/09/dimmu-borgir.html' title='Dimmu Borgir'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4293079520699339302</id><published>2009-09-02T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:10:33.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hardcore</title><content type='html'>Hardcore is something that I was never a big fan of, I do like a few bands here and there like in almost every genre but as a whole, I'll stay away. The reasons will be listed below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lyrical anthems prove to be a large focal point. With chant alongs and intellectual lyrics it keeps the music fan oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fan base is very devoted, elitism is dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The pro-life concept of some bands I am not a huge fan of. It's like preaching how great life is, substitute life for God. As for being straight edge, I disagree with it because drugs open up many gates. It brings forth numerous perspectives, sometimes, you can't rely on the same perspective of your miserable to life to find the answer to that miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The vocals often times become very annoying. The consistency and relentless approach to out of breath vocals I am unable to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The movement to the music is much hated. I have never appreciated or even saw any reason to appreciate Hardcore Dancing. Swinging your arms wildly looks stupid and at the Have Heart show it seemed to have got plenty of people pissed off who just wanted to enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The drum pattern just doesn't connect. A blast beat can only be matched with tremolo picking considering the consistent plucking, but for chugging riffs, I don't see galloping as the appropriate match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The music as a whole gives me a headache, which is rare. Brutal Death/Grindcore is the only other genre to be able to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only basing this off of the Have Heart show, but considering that they are one of the biggest Hardcore bands, I think it would be worthy of comparison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4293079520699339302?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4293079520699339302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4293079520699339302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4293079520699339302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4293079520699339302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/09/hardcore.html' title='Hardcore'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2392621975028064053</id><published>2009-08-28T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:32:25.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimentation and Exploration'/><title type='text'>Escape</title><content type='html'>The San Francisco desecration was a success. A trip that was really looked forward to prove to be everything I had thought it to be. Departing from Orange County at 6 o' clock after having very little sleep wasn't easy but the rewards were hearty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive was a long and hard one, my ass became sore from being stationary for so long and the lack of sleep pushed it's way through but we all managed to stay awake. Bj and Michael took the shifts for our arrival. After soaring through the deserted hills of who knows what city, when civilization was encountered, we were treated with the least hospitality from a cop giving us some of the dirtiest looks while possessing the most asshole of moves, thankfully, there were other notable sights that kept everyone but Mike from lingering on those glares. As we got closer to the City a heavy fog covered everything, it was thick, dark, amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the hotel room, it was even more shady then I had thought. The stair corridor was a great opportunity to get raped, the surrounding area was home for the nocturnal low lives that flow through the streets, and the room itself had it's share of unpleasant sights. The lady at the front lacked English skills and the night attendant did as well but made up for it with hospitality. The shower had difficult temperature controls, it took some burns and shriveled balls to come to the perfect temperature. The shower walls was a horrible attempt at a nice white marble, it had our eyes perceive the "marble" as stains. The sink was cracked, the toilet was low, but considering how cheap the hotel was and our location, it was a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room wasn't ready as soon as we got there so we decided to begin slight exploration and getting something to eat. The city welcomed us with a cool breeze, a sun, and clear, blue skies creating a sense of Southern Californian winters. We made our way to a local mom and pop pizza shop which proved to be great indeed. While eating we made many observations, there is a skinhead population, I saw four in 30 minutes, the lifestyle seems more independent during the day, smiles are rarely spared, hipsters on fixed gear bikes are annoying and make the drive much harder, and the word hella hasn't been said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we made our way back to the room for some relaxation, laid in our respected areas, and turned on the tube. Bob Ross was a room favorite, he manages to create the most soothing scenes with ease and everything appears to be flawless, armed with a very creepy voice, makes Bob Ross a must watch. Later, we met up with an ex co worker of mike and mine and we figured a tad bit more in regards to San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he doesn't drive, we dropped him off near his bus stop and made our way to the Fisherman's Wharf. Tourism is rampant here, many people from all over the place have gathered here to freeze their balls off and listen to Sea Lion's unique moans, all which are easily able to be converted into sexual feelings. The Wharf is home to some great seafood and stinky Crust Punks that pick at other people's unwanted food. The Clam Chowder was great, the sourdough bowl that held it was great. The Wharf has a heavy resemblance to Hollywood, it has it's show people that try to make their living and those bums that ruin their living and hide it. But one Bum was different, he was honest, with a sign that says "Why Lie I Need Beer", Bj could not resist giving him money. Surprisingly, many Bums are respectful, they ask about your day before asking for money, it may be a hollow question but it beats "MONEY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was coming to a close and we made our way back to the room to prepare for another night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day was show day, Vinh wakes up exclaiming "HAVE HEART!", I wake up to a dream featuring dismemberment and trolleys. We woke up on time but some how left late, but that didn't scathe our plans one bit, we made our way to Ghiradelli Square and indulged in the Sundaes and Banana Splits Ghirdaelli had to offer. Mike and Vinh purchased an creamy and perfect blend of Peanut butter, vanilla ice cream, and fuck knows what else. Bj stuck with a traditional Banana splits starring a very fresh banana, Oliver got some berry sundae which was my favorite, the blend of Strawberry, Raspberry, Blueberry was evenly distributed creating something very exquisite. I got a Mint Dark Chocolate (86%), it was too rich, my taste buds are use to Stater Bros. quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the treats, I got my crash but we still went to the Golden Gate Bridge and walked across it of course. This another popular tourist attraction, unfortunately, so many of them have bikes it makes walking a possible threat. I was wearing my Nocturnal Depression shirt and some teenager picked up the crisis phone and we just laughed at each other, I always wondered, if he did kill himself and my shirt does come up in a video filmed by the City (from the cameras on the bridge) would I be held accountable? Anyways, after the bridge, some black guy was making his move on some British Pussy, I hope he failed but then again, she wasn't anything to brag about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of money cut most of our plans off, so everybody just hit back to the rooms and rested up for the show. Oli and I wanted to make the most out of our short stay so we were going to eat and explore the city a bit. Vinh joined us in our snack and we were at a Burger King which only had one mexican person employed, the rest were Phillipino's, interesting. Anyways, Vinh headed back towards the hotel, while Oli and I had some quality time together visiting Huf, The Hundreds, which I must say looks "DANK!" (haha) and wanted to go Hookah at a very authentic looking Hookah Bar. We walked around a bit more and came to the conclusion that San Francisco only has one really bad street, everything else is relatively peaceful, a typical city. City Hall looks like a place of royalty, it is like Minas Tirith. In fact, all building possess a different sort of design, very euro-like, arches are used frequently, large square brings design the buildings, and heavy gates guard the entrances. The playgrounds around City Hall prohibit any Teenager that misses his/her childhood with signs that say, "NO adults allowed unless accompanied by Children".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver and I decided to head back to the hotel room and from then on, everybody but Oliver headed to the show. Thee Parkside was located in a neighborhood like area and sticks out like ea sore thumb. It is a very small venue having it's maximum capacity being only 200 people roughly, and the stage was only one foot off the ground. Despite that, the sound was amazing, perfect clarity sounded throughout, the crowd was put into a frenzy when Have Heart played. I ended up getting my hair pulled by FAT bitches. It was an alright show, I am not into the music heavily (reasons will be listed in the future), so that could be another reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 began at the venue and ended with our departure. We only had 2 hours of sleep, Oliver had plenty of sleep and a good meal, another pizza from some other parlor with real Italians working there. We left around 5:30 and I fell asleep, Oliver took the first shift of driving and I was to take the second, so I bought myself a 5 Hour Energy, and made it here alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DLnUXQSHHHE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DLnUXQSHHHE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2392621975028064053?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2392621975028064053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2392621975028064053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2392621975028064053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2392621975028064053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/escape.html' title='Escape'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1522515313168154396</id><published>2009-08-24T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:06:24.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Proximity</title><content type='html'>The days between the ordinary routine of life and a 2 night getaway to San Francisco has dwindled down to one day in between. I think we can all say that we are looking forward to this trip. I personally, feel like we are doing an out of state show, low on funds, sub par accommodations, and a limit on time. Nonetheless, this experience will be a great one, the ride in itself will be one to remember. If all goes well, another trip should be put into thought, this time with better preparations, an absent time crunch, and an absent financial hold. My spending habits have slowed down, unfortunately not slow enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nATJBud8hTQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nATJBud8hTQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1522515313168154396?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1522515313168154396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1522515313168154396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1522515313168154396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1522515313168154396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/proximity.html' title='Proximity'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1052960545030841276</id><published>2009-08-21T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:44:26.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>Poems are hard to write and I am not a big fan of them. I wrote in a previous entry why I think that Poetry can just be mindless writing and be considered art because of it's loose frame. Of course, the writer will go through many drafts before coming to something he or she is satisfied when in reality, it isn't so great. Over time your standards are raised and you become more particular in regards to certain events, actions, occasions, etc. so what pleased you then may or may not please you now. Here is something that I believed to have been good at the time and still do till this day, sadly, the purpose of it was absent. It took me (one other person helped me a bit) 3-4 days, one hour a day of pure dedication to it, and I believe those hours were well spent, despite the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cold breeze unsettling&lt;br /&gt;For too long I've been cold&lt;br /&gt;The cold breeze unsettling&lt;br /&gt;This feeling becomes old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that I desire&lt;br /&gt;comes from warmth which I have felt&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that I desire&lt;br /&gt;Is why the ice melts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile, brightens my day&lt;br /&gt;My past failures washed away&lt;br /&gt;To wrap your body, warms my night&lt;br /&gt;In the dark, you are my light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the winter passes by&lt;br /&gt;As the birds begin to fly&lt;br /&gt;As the leaves fall and land&lt;br /&gt;I hope for something long and grand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-nptR2v4wk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-nptR2v4wk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1052960545030841276?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1052960545030841276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1052960545030841276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1052960545030841276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1052960545030841276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/poems.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2390160651037208090</id><published>2009-08-21T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:45:17.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Inglourious BasTURDS</title><content type='html'>Inglourious Basterds didn't not meet my expectations but then again, I didn't have very high ones for it. The movie dragged on and was very slow, 2 hours and 45 minutes could have easily been reduced to perhaps 2 hours. Unnecessary Hitler moments were easily implied yet there was so much focus on it. The movie was filled with an odd soundtrack giving it an odd 70 ish vibe with a Western twist on it, one of the two good parts. The other good part was the use of the actual languages necessary. And no, Hitler does not look good, hell, neither does Goebbels, for some reason they all have a significant amount of dimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was great to see "Der Sturmer" in the movie haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_LqoTiRAp5Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_LqoTiRAp5Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2390160651037208090?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2390160651037208090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2390160651037208090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2390160651037208090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2390160651037208090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/inglourious-basturds.html' title='Inglourious BasTURDS'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1985057367242429966</id><published>2009-08-19T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:08:50.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><title type='text'>Forgetting ______</title><content type='html'>Today's day was an odd one. Oliver aimed me up seeing if I was down for the beach and I said yes, but everything seemed to run behind schedule. Nonetheless, a trip to the beach was made in a far bigger group than any of us had expected. Johnny Do, Oliver, Ha, Claudyne, Thy, Tim, and myself in the van and Johnaheim, John Lam, and Steven in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a lengthy trip over to Treasure Island which is nothing more than a fancy resort located in the Laguna/Corona area. I had no intention of swimming so I was very unprepared of what was to happen. To get our desired destination, we had to cross rugged terrain and cross through the lakes that mother nature had made for herself. It wasn't a problem for anyone else but I had to make sure that I made it across without getting wet. After everyone got changed, we all made it on top of a rock which practically had us all jumping off of. Hesitation and fear took the best of us but we all managed to overcome it. An hour or so passed by and we had to make our way back. Unfortunately, the tide had changed and the way back had become far more difficult then the way there. Johnaheim was taken back by the current and swept off his feet which gave us all a laugh. Laughs were all silenced when Johnaheim emerged with a minor gash on his foot. Seeing as how he did need some sort of bandage, I took an alternate route to find myself meeting up with him at the life guard. I am not sure if it's just me but this seemed to be like Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Jumping off a rock into the ocean and a member of our party coming out with a opened scar on his foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, Bj, Manny, Oli, John Lam, Steve, Steven, and myself made our way over to Sunset beach to try that Coke Machine, it was a failure. Everything good was used up. The night ended with fishing and once again, no fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the climatic end of Summer, the calm before the storm, or perhaps the storm before the calm. Either way, the events that happen carry much more joy seeing as how we will have to return to our serious lives of school and work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1985057367242429966?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1985057367242429966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1985057367242429966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1985057367242429966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1985057367242429966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/forgetting.html' title='Forgetting ______'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4009585279053018514</id><published>2009-08-19T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:49:52.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Currents</title><content type='html'>I am not much of a fisherman despite all the references made to it when my boots are worn. I hate fish, their slimy scales lingering as they flop around, the foul stench, and their helpless look when they are out of the water, it disgusts me. What better reason to fish? To kill the an animal that I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't quite the activity that attracts me, it's the ocean, the sounds that the soft ripples make, the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, the sound of something that lies far beyond. It's soothing, life worries are dispelled while in that moment. Fishing requires patience something that I don't have, but when I am next to the ocean, patience is abundant. It's odd, the seas of dead infinity hold just that. Throw in a few companions and you got a night worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8Ei-SCuQbU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8Ei-SCuQbU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a stupid name, but no band has managed to evoke sadness as well as they have. Not a good example but the title is fitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4009585279053018514?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4009585279053018514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4009585279053018514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4009585279053018514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4009585279053018514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/currents.html' title='Currents'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8702502283480698052</id><published>2009-08-14T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:51:34.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>District 9</title><content type='html'>District 9 has got to be one of the best movies I have seen. It was definitely worth two failed efforts, which is two more than necessary. Certain portions of the movie threw me back to Black Hawk Down, which I kind of have a feeling that it was done intentionally. This movie carries a hefty message, hopefully, after watching it, you will begin to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previews tend to be a great thing to look forward to aside from the actual attraction, but damn, movies fucking suck. Legion has a great concept, or from what the preview oozed out. God makes sure apocalypse occurs so that he gets what he wants, being the little bitch he is, but godamn, the movie looked horrible. Zombieland looks pretty good, I wouldn't mind watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto more movie buzz, the Lords of Chaos director has practically sold his lack of interest in Black Metal as a whole. He listens to classical music and can't stand listening to more than 10 minutes of Black Metal. It's odd how people who do listen to classical music develop an ear for metal in a shorter amount of time than most people think, but this guy should put a bullet through your head. He is going to attempt to create a movie that is based off a shitty and biased book that contains the thing that means the most to me, Black Metal. If this movie does hit the shores of the United States and humiliates it, I will not take it lightly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8702502283480698052?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8702502283480698052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8702502283480698052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8702502283480698052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8702502283480698052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/district-9.html' title='District 9'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2789949195914409831</id><published>2009-08-12T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:42:38.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Inappropriate</title><content type='html'>When I am working my mind tends to wander into various realms of thought, whether it would be something on the very low end of the spectrum or something as monumental as the best day of my life. A thought that has been lingering for quite some time is "Do I really belong in Orange County?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived here all my life and I have enjoyed what Orange County has provided me. From long days at the beach to various eats, from looking out into the ocean at night to enjoying IMAX films. I think I have taken everything that I need from Orange County. Everything that I have done has been done and everything that I wish to not be done remains so for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lifestyle is different, I have always preferred a hectic city life or an isolated one with just minutes from the nearest city. Although, my friends do very much keeping each other entertained, I think we can all say that we have reached a certain point where absolute fun is in the distant settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not often in Orange County that I come across a random person, and they understand where I am coming from. The typical stigma for my appearance is an idiot, low life, uneducated junkie. And as soon as my arms see light, I am turned into a child who's only intention in life is to project an image of attention. When truly, if I wanted attention, I would never be wearing sleeved shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here on out, I think I will be one of those middle aged men (although not middle aged) wishing for my big break, the chance to get out, unlike many, it will be to get out of the city. Until then, I think it would be best to get my degree out of the way, the chances of my wishes coming true then will increase considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZ-lAOcbgew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZ-lAOcbgew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2789949195914409831?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2789949195914409831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2789949195914409831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2789949195914409831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2789949195914409831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/inappropriate.html' title='Inappropriate'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-448358914880299893</id><published>2009-08-08T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:52:01.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Compliations</title><content type='html'>I normally don't bother with any of them because the portion that a band does for that compilation tends to be inadequate. I am always craving more as soon as I come across a band that I have definitely enjoyed from beginning to end. If I want one song, I would just go on myspace, youtube, or imeem and listen to the those songs and have a free compilation. Thankfully, the compilations that I had listen to have been free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pest Productions is releasing a compilation, a very good one, one worth spending money for. The compilation exhibits various artists from the post-rock, post-black metal, and depressive black metal scene all on one cd. My order has been put in and I am growing very impatient, I am sure that the outcome will be worth the wait wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U55YbjXYaKs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U55YbjXYaKs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5pfbXcEuyo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5pfbXcEuyo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdSeWOkl1os&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdSeWOkl1os&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM_cvSwC5g0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM_cvSwC5g0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my link to the left bottom of this post to Pest Productions and indulge in some of the finest art that I have ever listened to in the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-448358914880299893?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/448358914880299893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=448358914880299893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/448358914880299893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/448358914880299893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/compliations.html' title='Compliations'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2465508111010103587</id><published>2009-08-05T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:10:26.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Deleted</title><content type='html'>I deleted my other blog because I can't keep up with other people who download music. I am saving up for my tattoo, music equipment, a car, and shows, so not much money can be put in to keep a constant flow of music. I fucking hate this p2p bullshit. Why can't more bands release analog cassettes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2465508111010103587?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2465508111010103587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2465508111010103587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2465508111010103587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2465508111010103587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/08/deleted.html' title='Deleted'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-5137096762779872942</id><published>2009-07-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:28:07.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Further information/stories regarding music will be placed on my other blog, Dissonant Adagio (just add the blogspot.com to get there). Seeing that my life is absolutely boring and linear, expect more updates on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-5137096762779872942?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5137096762779872942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=5137096762779872942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5137096762779872942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5137096762779872942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1026523372687245947</id><published>2009-07-26T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:46:57.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><title type='text'>Hostages</title><content type='html'>Today was a monumental day, I would say, well, interesting enough for me to have a post relevant to the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My mom traded in the Lexus for a Camry, I am not sure which one, but that means, that the chance of me getting an actual car that I can call my own has been cut down significantly. No reason for me to save for the sole purpose of having a Camry that I can smoke in and add speakers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A couple came in armed with pistols, or so I would assume, a nigger and a lady of hispanic descent, so what my eyes have transmitted. The store was slowly dying down, and it had never crossed my mind that something this drastic would be in occurrence. As the number of guests began to dwindle, I was told that the couple was stalking various guests and the gun got a gleam of light. Proper measures were put into play, undercover police officers began to make their move, the doors were shut from anyone making any attempt to come into the store. Armed with rabid dogs and assault rifles, the remaining team members left in the store were put into a frenzy as the words, "Get on your knees," every variation of it, and the savage barks rung through the store. The couple were arrested and whatever procedures necessary for such an event were taken. The store continued to work, the guests continued their night with little questions asked. Target Greatland has definitely been the Greatland of weird folk, from the emo guy to strokes, heart attacks to armed beings. Working for such a company does have it's perks, as long as it's not Wal-Mart where proper measure is not taken, resulting in the death of you or other people. On the other hand, when you are at Walmart proper procedure is. . . fuck you people, I am outta here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tR7CFBoMQiM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tR7CFBoMQiM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1026523372687245947?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1026523372687245947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1026523372687245947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1026523372687245947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1026523372687245947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/hostages.html' title='Hostages'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4965298573057335076</id><published>2009-07-21T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:40:22.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless'/><title type='text'>PISSED!</title><content type='html'>I bought Watchmen and built up a significant amount of anticipation to watch in a number of times tonight, but there is one defect in the dvd that doesn't allow me to continue watching the movie past half way. It's between 2, or possibly, 3 scenes and it causes the dvd to stop in general. I tried it on my DVD player and on my computer and I was still unable to finish the movie. So sad. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4965298573057335076?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4965298573057335076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4965298573057335076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4965298573057335076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4965298573057335076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/pissed.html' title='PISSED!'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8123373892348443824</id><published>2009-07-21T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T09:08:09.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><title type='text'>Flags</title><content type='html'>Our temptations and urges for going to Six Flags has finally been suppressed. In a small group, which always tends to be better, John Lam, Mike, Bj, and myself made our way over there around 9:45. Confronted with a bit a traffic, our urges were just growing due to our immense anticipation. As soon as we got there, we decided to stop by Wendy's and seeing that Wendy's is practically the only fast food place in the area the prices were significantly higher than what we pay down here. If you expect to come to Wendy's for one dollar chicken nuggets expect to pay 1.89 for those bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After devouring our fuel, we made our way to the theme park itself, parked our car and walked over to the theme park in the blistering heat. The heat proved to be something to be dealt with so we all applied sun block generously throughout the day. I was surprised to hear that this was to be John Lam's first time to Six Flags so it would only be right to have him go on the biggest and best ride. First ride was Viper, nothing to be said here, second ride was X2. I still find the name change to be rather pointless but I am pretty sure all this is a marketing scheme. The ride was amazing, nothing change in regards to the ride itself other than music being played, it never lets you down. We began hitting random rides, Tatsu, Scream, Batman, Riddler's Revenge, Goliath among others. Their newest ride, Terminator: Salvation, was a huge let down. It was by far the longest line we had to conquer and the ride itself was fast, quite entertaining but for the wait that we had to go through was not worth it. As the sun began to set, we decided to get on a few water rides, the log ride, I forgot what Six Flags calls it, and Roaring Rapids. Roaring Rapids drenched Mike and Bj in water while John Lam and myself practically came out unscathed compared to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun had set and the moon had risen, this is when speed is pick up and various effects are put into use. We made our way back to X2 and spent an hour in line. At night the full potential of X2 had been unleashed, utilizing flames and water to enhance "Total Sensory Deformation". Seeing that we were tight on time, we power walked over to Gotham City and got on Batman, became greedy and rode on it again, leaving us unable to make it to Goliath. If we were just 10 seconds faster, we may have been able to just slide right by the employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long night of thrills, spills, companionship, laughter, and whatever else may come to mind in regards to a great day, we stopped by Chevron and picked up some drinks and made our way home. . . listening to Loveline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOewoqeazlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOewoqeazlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8123373892348443824?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8123373892348443824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8123373892348443824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8123373892348443824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8123373892348443824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/flags.html' title='Flags'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7468184616696295947</id><published>2009-07-18T01:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:05:40.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless'/><title type='text'>Free</title><content type='html'>Now that I am free, here is a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Even better way to spend money" list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Put more money into the car&lt;br /&gt;- Purchase a Guitar and a decent amp&lt;br /&gt;- Get the Music that I was unable to get because of the relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Better way to spend money"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Save up for future trips&lt;br /&gt;- Comics&lt;br /&gt;- Expand the drum set (Manny's drum set)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7468184616696295947?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7468184616696295947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7468184616696295947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7468184616696295947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7468184616696295947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/free.html' title='Free'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7061975657312252288</id><published>2009-07-17T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:02:05.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>San Francisco</title><content type='html'>A trip to San Francisco has finally been organized and with enough conviction to ensure the success of this trip. Bj, Vinh, Mike, Oli, and myself have purchased our Have Heart tickets and we are looking forward to embarking on such a journey. If you believe it is stupid to spend large amounts of money and time on the road for one night, for one show, then turn away from this blog and never return. Music is something that we all have some sort of fanaticism towards, it is our life. I speak on behalf of myself now, the impact that music has left me is something that cannot be measured by words. I have bled for it, I have bled to it, and I don't plan on stopping. This is our time, the time of our youthful lives in which we will look back when we grow old and say, "Remember the time we went to San Francisco? When we got our asses beat, trampled, and pounded our fists? When we stood together under one roof and not GIVE A FUCK about tomorrow? Did you ever regret it?" and what would I say? FUCK NO! I will be taking advantage of what I have now. I couldn't have said this any better, Angelspit, "Money comes and goes, Time just goes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7061975657312252288?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7061975657312252288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7061975657312252288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7061975657312252288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7061975657312252288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/san-francisco.html' title='San Francisco'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4145241210518409948</id><published>2009-07-15T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:31:14.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Snapped</title><content type='html'>Today I snapped putting my relationship into a tremendous amounts of jeopardy. Words were exchanged, exasperated, a short break up, tears, and then the apology. I do in fact regret the majority of those words, but do I? The time spent with her has brought me a significant amount of happiness but it has also been accompanied with stress. I don't think I am in any way capable of participating in a long distance relationship, my car is reaching the end of her days, my hours are being cut and they will only be shortened to lesser amounts when school begins, and well, the majority of the money I do have is spent on the trip there. I am going to try to see this through, but what I prefer to get out of the way is, peace of mind by purchasing a car. Selfish, no, it's what's necessary for my whole life to continue full speed.  Compassion for this occurrence is going to be kept to a minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM_cvSwC5g0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jM_cvSwC5g0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may have given up too much for so little. As all of my close companions know, my life revolves around music, life ceases when sounds halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4145241210518409948?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4145241210518409948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4145241210518409948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4145241210518409948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4145241210518409948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/snapped.html' title='Snapped'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-114486430958238315</id><published>2009-07-13T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:08:16.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Wolves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wolves and the Throne Room have got to be some of the best performers in the whole Metal scene. There powerful sound demands your attention, the intricate drum patters pound on your chest, the shrieks send chills down your spine, the raw emotion put into those riffs demand movement. Although WITTR attract casual metal listeners rather than hessians, the response to their music is unimaginable. I'll be honest, their music on cd is good but not great, however, what was performed tonight deems this band a title that hasn't been said too much, they are better live than on CD. Next time they come around, I'll be sure to get the day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lWgOLsNN8Yk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lWgOLsNN8Yk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-114486430958238315?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/114486430958238315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=114486430958238315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/114486430958238315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/114486430958238315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/wolves.html' title='Wolves'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4006291938814237254</id><published>2009-07-12T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:04:46.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Post - Rock and Shoegaze confusion</title><content type='html'>I have noticed that the number of bands that have the "Shoegaze" genre name in alliance with Black Metal has become an increasing number. I have yet to figure out how these two genres ever met and who started the "compatibility".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoegaze and Black Metal do possess common qualities but the qualities that make the genre what it is are contradictory to each other. Shoegaze has tremolo picking, distorted strumming that illustrates the same effect that tremolo can evoke, repetition, and a BRIGHT sound. On the other hand, Black Metal possess tremolo picking, heavy abuse on distortion, and a dark, dismal, sinister sound. Although you can include some brightness to a sinister riff exuding the evil, but for the genres to ever come hand in hand together just wouldn't make sense. What I believe is that someone blindly, or in this case deaf-ly, heard My Bloody Valentine and thought Alcest would fall into that genre nicely. Alcest being a band created by Neige of Peste Noire and Amesoeurs fame attracted Black Metal fans into "Shoegaze" thus giving birth to many offspring with resemblance to the sonic art that Alcest has portrayed. I like to consider myself a fan of Shoegaze, although my knowledge isn't vast, I do believe that it is enough to be familar with what it is in terms of music not ideology, and by a key quality of the two genres what metalheads know as Shoegaze is far from what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Alcest are more of a post-rock band, very little Black Metal in their first full length, resulting in the absense of Black Metal. I think their sound can easily be compared to Sigur Ros, although they too have their share of differences, the compatibility between the two genres seems much more relevant than the Shoegaze/Black Metal relationship. After being exposed to more Post-Rock, credits go to Bj for getting EVERYBODY into Post-Rock, I would have to say that Amesoeurs, Heretoir (must listen), Liam, Onryo (must)and the many others that flood myspace are relatives of Post-Rock and the offspring of Post-Rock/Black Metal, I conveniently prefer Post-Black Metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common qualities between Post-Rock and Black Metal are more frequent. Drum patterns heard in Heretoir are similar to that of ________ and the riffing is very reminiscent of The American Dollar, I went blank for a bit, so the bands may not be so suitable but it still beats what any shoegaze could share. The songs tend to be very lengthy including a epic build up or even slow down. One key difference is the vocals, Black Metal is littered with them while Post-Rock throws them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think that all Black Metal bands that have the subgenre, Shoegaze, included should detach it and put Post Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8W8Ts0Kn4cA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8W8Ts0Kn4cA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U55YbjXYaKs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U55YbjXYaKs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Hlv7hqJGXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Hlv7hqJGXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4006291938814237254?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4006291938814237254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4006291938814237254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4006291938814237254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4006291938814237254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-rock-and-shoegaze-confusion.html' title='Post - Rock and Shoegaze confusion'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2817322890973229592</id><published>2009-07-11T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:24:57.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Industrial</title><content type='html'>Industrial is fucking great, if I had to dance it would be to industrial. The harsh atmosphere is amazing, I know that dancing was never suppose to be aggressive, except in the Wheel of Time, but to each his/her own. After doing some research, this isn't industrial exactly, more like a sub genre of it by the name of Power Noise/Noise and Aggrotech, honestly, I don't care, it's not like I will be one of those people at Das Bunker every weekend trying to be elite, I get enough of that at the Black Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqZO80dSzmA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqZO80dSzmA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysP2ZmqwWTI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysP2ZmqwWTI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2817322890973229592?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2817322890973229592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2817322890973229592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2817322890973229592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2817322890973229592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/industrial.html' title='Industrial'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-404815190299932731</id><published>2009-07-10T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:54:50.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Depressive Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s28.photobucket.com/albums/c208/Nigg3rE1F/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BTc9egmkKGrHgoH-EYEjlLly8EBKIfIiR7b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c208/Nigg3rE1F/BTc9egmkKGrHgoH-EYEjlLly8EBKIfIiR7b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With names like Nocturnal Depression and I'm In A Coffin, I would instantly consider the band a bunch of little angst filled kids that believe they have suffered the hardships of life. But then again, after reading various interviews and doing necessary research, you come to the conclusion that some of these people may not be like that.Depressive Years is a band that has a shitty name and not much is known about them, so I'll give him (one-man band, of course) the benefit of the doubt. But then again, you can go so many ways, the music created may have been created to reflect the times of struggle especially when only one release has been made. Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressive Years produce well played DSBM, although the riffs are held for too long, the alternate riff to come in that song is well worth the wait. The songs progress from a slow, clean, new Hypothermia-esque riff to a somewhat post-rock happy, joyful pattern. Although only four songs the album stretches to nearly an hour, which I believe is a good move by the man behind the project, if he were to seperate each riff, the bad will out weigh the good leaving me unhappy with the purchase. Each riff complements each other positively making the unsettling atmosphere that much worse. The drums remain the same for quite sometime as do the riffs, but when the transition arrives they both change as a cohesive unit. The vocals are more on the raspy side rather than the shriek yet still undecipherable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this to be incredibly soothing, the atmosphere isn't as unsettling and hasn't brought me anywhere close to shedding a tear like some of the songs that I'm In a Coffin produces but it can hit the spot. Musically amazing with lots of potential behind the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boring riffs should have been shortened, but what can we do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so KVLT I had to take the picture from a seller on eGay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-404815190299932731?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/404815190299932731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=404815190299932731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/404815190299932731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/404815190299932731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/depressive-years.html' title='Depressive Years'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-3113018221073332882</id><published>2009-07-10T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:39:06.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Infiltration. Downfall. Death.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s28.photobucket.com/albums/c208/Nigg3rE1F/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c208/Nigg3rE1F/17097.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;War Metal has never been something that I was totally into, which I am still not. It takes lots of time for me to become accustomed to such brutality since I am exposed to more "melodic", in this case, "weak", forms of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge follow the same patterns of their previous albums, chaotic war noise, if that makes sense, if not just imagine noise. In other words, if you listen to one album you have listened to all of them, but there is hope for some sort of diversity with this album. The album is filled with tumbling drum fills like pails falling down a hill, rabid cymbal strikes resembling shattered glass, and of course the signature snarls and barks. They still follow the same formula except with much more accuracy. Militarism is still intact within the drumming, this time being far more accurate, consistent, and seemingly effortless. As the songs slow down the guitars become deep, bass is heard. Even the vocals have some chant-like melodies, perfect for fist pounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War Metal done by Revenge may in fact remain in my playlists for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-3113018221073332882?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3113018221073332882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=3113018221073332882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3113018221073332882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3113018221073332882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/infiltration-downfall-death.html' title='Infiltration. Downfall. Death.'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8643085635873837238</id><published>2009-07-10T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:43:24.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Moon Knight</title><content type='html'>Because I was in the area, I decided to make a stop at Comics Unlimited with a small ounce of hope to come across some Marvel Knight's Punisher comics. Instead, I decided to begin the MAX series of the Punisher but I saw something that caught my eye, Moon Knight. I couldn't find any of the beginning issues on ebay for an affordable price and here, they had the first 6. I should have bought the 6th one but I shouldn't even be spending at that issue was 10 dollars so I just stuck with the first 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have a bit of regret for buying Moon Knight. This series is amazing, it is perfectly balanced with gore, comedy, and darkness. Although I prefer Punisher for the large amounts of sarcasm thrown into the series, but Moon Knight compensates the lack of sarcasm with just the right amount of blood and the dark psychological struggles that Spector faces. Moon Knight is the super hero for Black Metallers, he howls at the moon, worships violence, and suffers from mental illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kz3Kk12zDe8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kz3Kk12zDe8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8643085635873837238?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8643085635873837238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8643085635873837238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8643085635873837238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8643085635873837238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/moon-knight.html' title='Moon Knight'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1028780763366751088</id><published>2009-07-07T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:36:18.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Monterey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight, after breaking the dominance of my laziness which has had a firm grasp on me for the last month, minimum, I drowned in the hypnotizing art that West Indian Girl conveys. West Indian girl was heavily listening to around fall of 2008 and since that was a tumultuous era in my life, it serves as a mnemonic device. It was always great listening to West Indian Girl but when accompanied with rain the imagery is quite vivid, taking you somewhere else, taking you to Northern California and bearing witness to the Gold Coast. A trip to San Francisco, the northern coast, etc, was always attempted to be planned extensively, but due to complications, it has never been done. One thing that does sadden in me in regards to the north, it is an area that bears numerous cultures yet it is looked at as a mecca for all things "hip" and "cool".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope one day that trip will be put into motion, and I hope soon the sky bleeds and roars and the clouds shadow our steps. Although we are growing old, I wish to take full advantage of what life has in store for me, a few of you may think otherwise but that's your dilemma that I wish to never come across.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1028780763366751088?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1028780763366751088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1028780763366751088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1028780763366751088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1028780763366751088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/monterey.html' title='Monterey'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7636207983918470036</id><published>2009-07-03T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T03:12:07.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless'/><title type='text'>Entourage</title><content type='html'>Rather than do anything productive or talk to my lady, I sat at home, had some pasta, and watched Entourage all night, finishing the 5th season. And I must say, this is the best yet, although the ending has been done before the episodes possessed many more laughs. If any of you have not seen this show, it's a must, thankfully, it did not get dragged down when all the writer's went on strike. It's 3 o'clock and I am not sure if I should go to sleep or stay up. Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other news, I am changing my internet provider by next week to Time Warner Cable, thus more blogs will be written and possibly another one created solely focusing on music much similar to bestialbeats. No jokes, no stories, music only. If any of you are interested, you know who you are, then let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I completely forgot about this song, popped up in Entourage&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't post the original video unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BjHURhckiI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BjHURhckiI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7636207983918470036?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7636207983918470036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7636207983918470036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7636207983918470036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7636207983918470036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/07/entourage.html' title='Entourage'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2551230568236282090</id><published>2009-06-30T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:30:18.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Transformers</title><content type='html'>Today I watched Transformers at a Glendora theatre which to my surprise was practically empty. Anyways, the movie did not exceed my expectations and barely met them. The movie contains far too many Autobots and Decepticons that the movie would require a much longer time period to have them exist. It seemed that because they wanted to have some sort of connectivity, aside from the characters of course, they gave a few Decepticons mere minutes to show that they are still around and quickly killed them off. Skorponok was only in there for 30 seconds and another Decepticon for a minute of obscure shots. As for the autobots, too many were left unaccounted for. The movie contained plenty more smart ass remarks that seemed to have been half assed or cheap shots. The beginning intro was horrible, enough said. Now for the positives, Optimus Prime and Soundwave, despite his idle occupation in the movie was amazing, although the last fight could have been much more climatic. The movie seemed to aim for grandeur rather than substance, as much as I did love Transformers as a kid, I hope they cut the scale of characters down and add a story line that isn't so linear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2551230568236282090?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2551230568236282090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2551230568236282090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2551230568236282090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2551230568236282090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers.html' title='Transformers'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-9013742334504700312</id><published>2009-06-26T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:41:03.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><title type='text'>Frustrating</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since everybody has gone to the beach and even longer since we have all been biking towards it. Today marks the first day of the summer of numerous biking trips to it, but it was definitely not off to a start that would set the day despite the new faces, Joe and Bj. The first time we ever went, Don's bike was stolen, and now our bikes were faced on by numerous delays and problems. A chain detached, numerous flat tires, and past events seemed to make the day horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after a nearly 3 hour delay, we arrived at the beach and made our stop at PCH, despite knowing how half assed the food is there we are faced on with cravings. I was shirtless by the way and I think it is safe to say that I have never received so many stares. My boots, my shirts, my hair doesn't get as much as attention as me being topless (well my hair is in alliance with the toplessness). I guess, I really do look like a topless chick. The day went on and it was time to get in the water, we wasted too much time earlier that we couldn't waste anymore. We got into the water which I must say was colder than any of us had anticpated so time in there wasn't long. Steve was burnt which projected an illusion that he was still wearing his shirt. And John Lam created a ball out of sand, it weighed a good 3 lbs, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beach and getting dressed, all of us went to Jamba Juice and was surprised by how many nice pairs of boobs there were. It's quite an odd site to see such a vast amount in one small area. I think my favorite fruit are Melons. The treat was quite nice, the bike trip back wasn't. Bj seemed to suffer greatly, while all of our asses were not given one break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-9013742334504700312?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/9013742334504700312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=9013742334504700312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/9013742334504700312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/9013742334504700312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/frustrating.html' title='Frustrating'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2287286233529581413</id><published>2009-06-25T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:42:54.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Michael Jackson, the King of Pop, has died, and I am suppose to be in a state of mourning? I don't think so, I was never a big fan of his, sure he had good songs, but for the most part, nothing that attracted me. Since he died, don't expect a rant regarding my racial stance and beliefs but this, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it that as soon as an artist dies, the world goes crazy and goes out to buy their albums? &lt;/span&gt;Considering the financially unstable lifestyle Jackson had, I'd expect people to help him out by doing more. You aren't helping him in much ways, he was suffering financially when alive and is suffering spiritually when dead. Hooray for you! If anybody has the answer to the above question I really would like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to Jackson's Rotten Nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s6nWMlpfCyk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s6nWMlpfCyk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2287286233529581413?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2287286233529581413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2287286233529581413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2287286233529581413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2287286233529581413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4261253971454376445</id><published>2009-06-23T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:07:01.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Brutal</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since my last post and I often wonder why is that. Aside from the immense stress that life has put on me, the reasons could be endless. Primarily, I think it's just that there aren't very many people who have challenged my mind in the recent month and my mind has been sitting in the gutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one thing that has crossed my mind is the term "brutal" which is often accompanying Death metal, deathcore, or anything relating to death for that matter. And of course, it is used as a joke when metal is taken to the extremes where it can easily be laughed at and seen as a farce act rather than the conduit of various ideologies, Manowar, perfect example. Brutal seems to be exclaimed when riffs that display technical proficiency erupts, drum patterns reach machine gun speed, or vocals have been put in the machine ten times to many creating a vocal tone that makes me laugh. Honestly, I don't see what pig squels, vocals that surpass the speed of the drummer, sweeps that are enough to have you air guitaring for 10 minutes, or even the medical encyclopedia of disease make people consider such music "Brutal" (with humorous implications aside of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being exposed to more of the grittier, dirty, filthy, Death metal bands I saw how that was brutal. It was a display of angst, aggression, war, and all that is not seen in today's music. With lyrical themes exploring medical situations being able to relate to what a person would have heard on T.V. or something, the themes have reached an all time high. Does anybody know what Paracoccidioidomicosisproctitissarcomucosis means without having to look it up (it's a combination of various diseases)?  I would think people would write music about such horrid acts so that you can relate to it, but obviously, you are more "brutal" when you are the only one that knows what that word means it seems. It's not often that you see Paracoccidioidomicosisproctitissarcomucosis any of those words on T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than having Brutal be a word of comical purposes, it should be accompanied to the bands that truly deserve it. Chaotic, fast, dirty, gritty, rabid, etc. NOT porno grind, NOT Job for a Cowboy, NOT Poppy Seed Grinder, NOT bands that have a wildlife creature as their front man either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2yXXKz142c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2yXXKz142c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolute Brutality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4261253971454376445?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4261253971454376445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4261253971454376445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4261253971454376445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4261253971454376445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/brutal.html' title='Brutal'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-989719780063801775</id><published>2009-06-17T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:32:00.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>Over the years, I haven't put one penny into my parent's savings fund they had created for me. And now that I need a car, the thought once again passed my mind as well as the 1K+ that I have left in it. It may not be much but it sure does toss the idea of starting the saving from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became impatient and couldn't wait another day for my Revenge cd to come in so I decided to download it. And I must say, it is somewhat less chaotic, still messy and unorganized, after listening to it a numerous amount of times, I have to say, the structure is a big one. The drum patterns on there newest album is much more "militaristic", the guitars are actually heard, faintly, but still heard, vocals, still the same, and the whole structure of the song is spread throughout. Nothing really skillful, but aggressive, interesting, war-like it is indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't find the remix of this song that I LOVED so this has to do. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKQQsEtM0go&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKQQsEtM0go&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-989719780063801775?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/989719780063801775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=989719780063801775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/989719780063801775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/989719780063801775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-3927720277598901281</id><published>2009-06-16T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:33:05.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><title type='text'>Relieved</title><content type='html'>Being that Golden West College is in fact a college I would expect the school to do a better job in keeping grades updated. Everything seems sluggish which only makes those that are worried about their grades worry x amount. I truly lucked out this semester with passing my two classes with C's. It definitely puts everything into perspective, if you expect to be successful in these times, I'd best turn my interest towards school and although I do enjoy music and I wish to promote it, it should be left as a side major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other topics, I bought one of the 5 Cd's today and have already discussed 2 other ones, that leaves only 2 more, which will be bought at a show, that is if I even attend one. I wish I paid more attention to the warning signs rather than begin saving up for a new car when things are becoming tough. In addition, to cash being significantly low, the new Punisher artists/writers, I am not too fond of, the sarcasm is extinguished and they have half assed attempts towards them, the art veers towards a darker side but just a bit to dark and complex that you don't know what the fuck is going on. With that being said. . . I might continue the 5th series or just branch off to some other series, but chances are, being in the nascent state of Frank Castle obsession, I am going to read a bit more of these, it doesn't seem like the artists are consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And for some reason. . . I've been into War Metal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A_Lni6Fot8E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A_Lni6Fot8E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-3927720277598901281?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3927720277598901281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=3927720277598901281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3927720277598901281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3927720277598901281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/relieved.html' title='Relieved'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7527934550240983840</id><published>2009-06-10T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:34:13.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Square one. . .</title><content type='html'>. . . I'm back to it. The chances of me attending the Embrace the Hate fest has been cut down to a bare minimum. Car troubles are arising once again, unfortunately, my happiness is found quite a distance away. I think it would be best for myself to begin saving up cash in order to get a new car. I better think ahead or I will be months into a possible depression and I am tired of it. So the only event I will probably be attending is the Revenge and Inquisition show, an Averse Sefira show if there is one, a trip to Vegas, or something that involves everybody getting together and drinking some beer, if it doesn't include that, please think twice. Ignorance is bliss, it is of my best interest to really save up. And for the rest of the year, I only have 5 cds in mind to get. . . FUCK!!!!! And I have already cut back a significant amount as is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/248TIbgilzc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/248TIbgilzc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A debut by the above band is necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7527934550240983840?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7527934550240983840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7527934550240983840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7527934550240983840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7527934550240983840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/square-one.html' title='Square one. . .'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4915084553049541921</id><published>2009-06-09T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:44:11.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Managarm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oOM5fgmKqs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oOM5fgmKqs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=oOM5fgmKqs" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=oOM5fgmKqs" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=oOM5fgmKqs" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=oOM5fgmKqs" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/oOM5fgmKqs/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/lyZSaCh/music/IXnsey3O/managarm-prolonged-isolation/"&gt;Prolonged Isolation - Managarm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Instrumentals are either hit or miss, they require complexity, melody, and a nice hook to reel you in. Managarm's attempt at one isn't 100% instrumental but it will do. The random shrieks are unnecessary and a tad bit annoying, if they sounded like cries, that's a different story, but who am I to decide the direction of art. That high pitched melody that appears throughout the song sounds incomplete yet begins completion towards the end, once again, synthesizing music theory with DSBM. This ranks up to be a great instrumental not in the ranks of La Dryade, but it does provide numerous listening experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4915084553049541921?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4915084553049541921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4915084553049541921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4915084553049541921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4915084553049541921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/managarm.html' title='Managarm'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-5248852093740921560</id><published>2009-06-07T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:51:31.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Archgoat!</title><content type='html'>Over the past couple days I came to a conclusion that I do want to begin Airsofting, although to start off is quite pricey, it still became something that could knock off Embrace the Hate's importance. Despite Archgoat's headlining spot, I am surprised that Airsofting was actually able to last so long in my head. Thankfully, I have come to the conclusion that Airsofting can wait. It's been quite some time that I have had blood smeared across my jacket, beer on my boots, and a sore body, I think it's time to return with loads of cash to buy some merch. Like I've said before, Archgoat is a band that I would regret deeply if I were to miss their sonic ritual. Who can honestly say "No" to their filthy style of Black metal and not be mesmerized by Angelslayer's haunting growls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oxkw1zXEMOs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oxkw1zXEMOs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-5248852093740921560?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5248852093740921560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=5248852093740921560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5248852093740921560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5248852093740921560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/archgoat.html' title='Archgoat!'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1031628974188509902</id><published>2009-06-06T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:22:03.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless'/><title type='text'>Durian</title><content type='html'>Who knew that Durian can induce vomiting? I have always loved the flavor of durian in every form whether it'd be solid or blended, it's great. The scent doesn't bother me too much but it seems to bother some people enough to run to the bathroom and vomit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1031628974188509902?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1031628974188509902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1031628974188509902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1031628974188509902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1031628974188509902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/durian.html' title='Durian'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6368630088867092438</id><published>2009-06-03T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:50:38.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Nightwish</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I like this song. His vocals aren't too great, the lyrics have no rhyming scheme, and the song itself sounds like a rip off of Last Samurai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8mlc9zv5Ho&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8mlc9zv5Ho&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song on the other hand. . . too bad Tarja isn't part of the band anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GdWhlo9b9zg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GdWhlo9b9zg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6368630088867092438?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6368630088867092438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6368630088867092438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6368630088867092438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6368630088867092438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/nightwish.html' title='Nightwish'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2220186764795662336</id><published>2009-06-03T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:06:35.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I dodged this once, but I guess I wasn't too lucky this time. I've taken too much for granted and I don't have the will to make a change. I held back my tears once, but this time, it was impossible to hold it back. While my dad is having trouble, I am here disrespecting him, yelling at him, and not even bothering to do FUCKING SHIT! I miss that bond we had when I was younger, and now, I miss it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2220186764795662336?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2220186764795662336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2220186764795662336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2220186764795662336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2220186764795662336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8106096337889055899</id><published>2009-05-25T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:21:27.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimentation and Exploration'/><title type='text'>Meth</title><content type='html'>Today I tried something new, Meth. It was a waste of my money, an overrated drug hyped up by media attention, but then again, it was my first time. The only thing I felt was a pain in my nose and the nasty taste from what had been dripping. I don't plan on doing this again for any reason other than wanting to experience that feeling, but as of now, I have no urges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8106096337889055899?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8106096337889055899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8106096337889055899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8106096337889055899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8106096337889055899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/meth.html' title='Meth'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-3793752052113494152</id><published>2009-05-24T21:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:46:25.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><title type='text'>Success!</title><content type='html'>As of yesterday's drive, my car didn't overheat. I drove a large amount going to Baldwin Park coming back down to Crystal Cove and then back up. Yesterday was great, it didn't end quite the right way, good but not how I wanted it too. And for the first time, I failed to restrain a fart, that opened a new set of doors that I wish could be locked. Tomorrow, I will wake up early and have a breakfast with her, hopefully, all goes well once again. Because I don't have to save up so much money for the car, I will be able to spend just a tad bit more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTXEAt6w7yo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTXEAt6w7yo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-3793752052113494152?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3793752052113494152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=3793752052113494152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3793752052113494152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3793752052113494152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/success.html' title='Success!'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-3165663397684774463</id><published>2009-05-22T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:37:55.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worthless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Punisher</title><content type='html'>Today, being the impatient fuck that I am, I told my dad about the possible solution and he decided to take out the thermostat and replace the tube which connects the radiator to the thermostat. As of today's drive around the area, the car becomes significantly cooler with the companionship of a faster speed. Tomorrow, I will be going up to Baldwin Park, hopefully what was experienced today happens tomorrow and the drive up and down, and up and down, becomes worry free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than purchasing Noctifer albums like I said I was, I made a trip to Second Spin. I purchased Keep of Kalessin's Kolossus and Anthrax' Among the Living. Keep of Kalessin's style of "black metal", I am not a big fan of. I am really trying to get into it, but I have never been a big fan of Melodic Death. The intricate guitar riffs that serve as the conduit for pop, upbeat atmospheres don't please me. Neither do the slight rasp with an increased volume of melodic talking. Whoever claimed this album to be Black Metal, I think you best get your ears checked, the elements of Black Metal that do appear are short lived or they are layered with neck jerking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everyone is watching Terminator: Salvation, I was watching Punisher: War Zone, for the second time today. This movie may in fact be my favorite Marvel movie. It contains the cheesyness that comic book movies should have a drop of, a perfect amount of exaggerated gore, and the realism that I enjoy, one of the reasons why I enjoyed Iron Man far more significantly then any other super hero movie. One thing that I wasn't too fond of was the shitty score, godamn, put some good music, not Nu-Metal and perhaps, they should coach the people with accents a bit more, Mexican guy was horrible. I wish this movie was a bit more hyped, at least, hyped enough for me to be aware of, but that actually is pretty difficult. Anyways, I hope there is a second one, I plan on watching that in theatres. I bought the original Punisher: War Zone and I am considering going back and purchasing the 2 disc Special Edition, hell, I am even going to start collecting his series on paperback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this should be part of the soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r13SvBNaZ10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r13SvBNaZ10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-3165663397684774463?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3165663397684774463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=3165663397684774463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3165663397684774463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3165663397684774463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/punisher.html' title='Punisher'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4000689101114595272</id><published>2009-05-21T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:54:00.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Lifted</title><content type='html'>I spoke with Andy today regarding mechanical problems and I have had a great weight lifted off my shoulders.  His confidence of the solution to my car troubles is backed up with a hefty amount of evidence which stimulates a sense of hope. Perhaps, my summer won't be so dull. Despite the hope, there is still a sense of negativity which lingers, but I think this is the solution. And of course, I should still save up for a new car, it will provide me with peace of mind for a sufficient amount of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other news, I have been listening to Noctifer quite avidly. The band is odd, the composition remains generic but the vocal patterns are questionable. The vocals are presented during odd times, a vocal melody is heard yet no vocals. It definitely adds a new twist, I am very certain I will purchase their cd tomorrow. In addition to their abstract presentation of vocals, they seem to have grasped the true understanding of NS. This high dose of War-themed Black Metal has gotten my blood pumping, I feel like strapping on my bullet belt, put on my ski mask, and wreak havoc, too bad, I have been sober for nearly 2 months and actually plan on continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/siAJHJwxokI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/siAJHJwxokI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIEG!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Mike for obtaining a job!&lt;br /&gt;And a personal FUCK YOU! to Stever for flaking out on an interview that he referred me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4000689101114595272?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4000689101114595272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4000689101114595272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4000689101114595272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4000689101114595272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifted.html' title='Lifted'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-3956073239818502027</id><published>2009-05-19T22:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:50:16.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>Summer tends to be my favorite season because I can bathe in the sun and in the oceans. I can have my time well spent with the best of friends. I can bang my head to the audio torment displayed at the Black Castle. And I can make much more money and spend it all on the above and more. Unfortunately, I can't do that this Summer. After moving into the new house, I have begun to become more independent, I have relied less on my parents and have cut back on numerous things to continue living. Although I prefer music over food, food over gas, I can't continue living how I am. I changed my availability at work to become near 40 hours a week, which leaves little room for anything. I hate to say this but I probably won't see more then half of you as often as we have previous summers. I want to continue this relationship I am building up and I can't continue it for very long till a new car is in my hands, so I plan on saving the majority of my check for that car. A new car would also help me in numerous objectives in life. I can drive a further distance and I can be the one driving to Vegas. For those curious a Scion xB is still desired, but I am willing to settle for something cheaper if necessary. My spending habits are going to change drastically in the past month, I have only purchased 2 Cds, in the past 2 months, 4 Cds when before 2 months would be equivalent to 20+ CDs. Fuck, this is life after high school, a hole dug to harbor your financial deficits, emotional weaknesses, and the purpose of life thrown away. If you haven't graduated high school, apply to a good college, have your goal set. Learn from other people's mistakes, I failed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHbkLcsSHJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHbkLcsSHJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware of the wrong season haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-3956073239818502027?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3956073239818502027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=3956073239818502027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3956073239818502027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3956073239818502027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-470274455957057986</id><published>2009-05-18T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:10:07.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Overheated</title><content type='html'>These past few days have been the vessel of such tumultuous events. Let's begin with something that has been old news for quite some time, my internet has become unreliable yet again. Although, this has happen numerous of times I have finally adapted to the effects of not having internet. In addition to unreliable internet, my car has become unreliable. I made a trip up to Baldwin Park and my car began to overheat. It was definitely a frightening moment, so as of now, I will have to carry and spend a hefty amount of Coolant. Hopefully, the damage is caused due to the scorching heat that is experienced in that area and nothing on a more deeper level. But what has come up is this, I will be doing a . . . PICNIC!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-470274455957057986?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/470274455957057986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=470274455957057986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/470274455957057986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/470274455957057986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/overheated.html' title='Overheated'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6195250628142044324</id><published>2009-05-13T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:07:19.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><title type='text'>Idiot</title><content type='html'>One of my co-workers that believes that Iraq is underneath Egypt decided to bring Religion and how his Christianity is Fact. His argument, "I have evidence that God is real, I exist". The worst argument I have ever heard, I didn't think anybody was that stupid, especially a 28 year old. Anyways, lately, I have been in the mood for Pollo Campero, unfortunately that will have to wait, they really need to open one down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dn3QphdM8b8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dn3QphdM8b8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest output from Ad Hominem. An amazing effort but sub par to Climax of Hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOLLOW. SERVE. OBEY. WORSHIP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6195250628142044324?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6195250628142044324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6195250628142044324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6195250628142044324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6195250628142044324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/idiot.html' title='Idiot'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-5840729873263657391</id><published>2009-05-09T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:22:30.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Teased</title><content type='html'>As planned, I made a trip to Hollywood with Ursula but it was so close to not happening. Prior to our departure we were at a friend's birthday party which seemed to get going, but do to various events we had to leave and come back, so that we did. Parking was a bitch, I hate Hollywood for how greedy some of these people can be, 20 dollars for parking, but it was what had to be done. After Ursula had purchased her bullet belt and I finally got an estimate on my leather pants, we headed on over. The ride was back was for the most part silent, I provoked the silence by not giving up a cigarette, 6.80 for a pack is a hefty price, and I think I was generous enough, I distributed like 6 ciggs. Thankfully, I bought a new one so I still have plenty left. As soon as we made our way back to the party, I had lent them my Beer Bong which seemed to be used significantly. The party was over so Ursula and I decided just to hang out and the night ended with my eyes closed and a peck on the . . . CHEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some more Austere, I couldn't wait for my CD to come in so until I receive it I will be listening to a downloaded version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KGy_hrhCP2M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KGy_hrhCP2M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given and taken and given,&lt;br /&gt;Now in my world of only your vision.&lt;br /&gt;Faces of white wrapped in delicate decay,&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, why won't you take me away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching toward a pale illusion,&lt;br /&gt;One which will never become real.&lt;br /&gt;Just suppose for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;It was not just a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some more Austere, I couldn't wait for my CD to come in so until I receive it I will be listening to a downloaded version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-5840729873263657391?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5840729873263657391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=5840729873263657391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5840729873263657391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5840729873263657391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/teased.html' title='Teased'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7955996478816482613</id><published>2009-05-06T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:43:51.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Magnficent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O7iKEkbujdg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O7iKEkbujdg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, such a breathtaking sight,&lt;br /&gt;Of purest beauty and innocence.&lt;br /&gt;Uncorrupted by this cruel world,&lt;br /&gt;Spirits not crushed by this cold life.&lt;br /&gt;I can't look away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bathe in the sunlight of spring,&lt;br /&gt;While I'm forever stuck in this dreary autumn.&lt;br /&gt;Like a flower that will never bloom,&lt;br /&gt;Forever in this dreary autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You glow with the warmth of the sun,&lt;br /&gt;But your rays don't reach me.&lt;br /&gt;In the cold, dreary autumn,&lt;br /&gt;The sun doesn't warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dreadful emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;The cold, cold world.&lt;br /&gt;You slammed the door on me,&lt;br /&gt;you locked me in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I craved your warmth,&lt;br /&gt;But it was to late.&lt;br /&gt;Too late you realized,&lt;br /&gt;That I was in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am sold, this song sends chills through my body. From the very shrieks to the atmospheric tone that this song has created, it does bring myself to sadness yet I see a sense of hope in it. Not very many bands have managed to do so. They have definitely matured with their use of clean vocals, great song structures, strategically placed keyboards, and subtle drum patterns I don't understand why I hated this at first. Perhaps it was because my musical tastes were immature, my palate was not ready for such magnificence. The use of theory is evident, this is not mindless "I like the way it sounds", it's music that plays tricks on you, sends you through a roller coaster, sends you through Life. They've thrown away their use of pseudonyms and corpse paint, and all it has done is promote their seriousness. This song contains the much needed hope that I had always wished for. I have delved into death to come out with the desire to live. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Sad. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7955996478816482613?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7955996478816482613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7955996478816482613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7955996478816482613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7955996478816482613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/magnficent.html' title='Magnficent'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7340364657276153894</id><published>2009-05-06T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:54:57.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Friday. . .</title><content type='html'>Is coming up too slowly. My original plans for this Friday were to actually go clubbing at Das Bunker. Sadly, that did not go as planned, but I plan on going to Hollywood and doing some shopping. Hopefully that goes as planned, but if not, I benefit out of it in the long run. I honestly want to just call out tomorrow or put my shift up to speed up the time by doing something much more interesting, possibly start my 300 workout, appropriately 200 since I won't be doing 300 reps. I think I will actually put up my shift up. I deserve a break, or perhaps that is just my brain coming up with a half assed excuse to justify my reasoning. A lost of 56 dollars roughly won't ruin my plans that I have for my next check as they aren't so extravagant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find this growing on me, I hated it at first, but overtime it has reached "OK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hm22TfYbNhY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hm22TfYbNhY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7340364657276153894?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7340364657276153894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7340364657276153894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7340364657276153894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7340364657276153894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday.html' title='Friday. . .'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-723940703834307916</id><published>2009-05-03T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:24:02.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Continuum</title><content type='html'>So many questions have been brought up and so little have been answered. Although my hunger remains, I have managed to control it for some extent. Things have been going smoothly and my only option now is to continue such a path. It does have it's set of pot holes and risks, but I do see the destination's rewards are abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other news, being unable to sign on to the internet has become . . . interesting. I am beginning to stimulate my mind by reading books, listening to music that hasn't be listened to often, and I have just been relaxing. I never noticed how much time is wasted on the computer although sometimes the computer is necessary but too much time deals a significant amount of damage. I kind of enjoy the inability to connect to the world. Seeing that the world, unfortunately, relies on the internet, I am unable to continue this way of living for a lengthy amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QKG_L8KlHA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QKG_L8KlHA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-723940703834307916?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/723940703834307916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=723940703834307916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/723940703834307916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/723940703834307916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/continuum_03.html' title='Continuum'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-1564006905141137146</id><published>2009-05-03T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:08:22.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Continuum</title><content type='html'>Due to the fact that I have been without internet and knowing that my internet is completely unreliable, I think it is best to just post a series of blogs regarding all the things that I have had on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the Swine Flue has proven to take the nation by storm. It's amazing how something such as this has kept everyone on edge, within the first day of the outbreak, hand sanitizers "flu" off the shelves. This is in fact a perfect example of the viewers being fed whatever is propagated through the media. The majority of hand sanitizers kill germs, not Bacteria, the virus is transmitted through bacteria, although you do kill germs, the bacteria engulfs the hand by your actions of utilizing the hand sanitizers. Be aware also that this flu has only taken the life of one two year old boy, an unhealthy boy to add on top. The older kids in America that has had the virus has managed to fight it off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-1564006905141137146?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1564006905141137146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=1564006905141137146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1564006905141137146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/1564006905141137146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/05/continuum.html' title='Continuum'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4565480331887455424</id><published>2009-04-26T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:59:09.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Wave</title><content type='html'>I'm listening to some new DSBM bands, they fucking suck. Slow music results in only boredom. The bleak atmosphere that should accompany that drone-like speed is what makes DSBM what it is, of course with the vocals, but that's easily imitated nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the few that I have been enjoying as of late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rchjuD6UdM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rchjuD6UdM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4565480331887455424?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4565480331887455424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4565480331887455424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4565480331887455424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4565480331887455424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/wave.html' title='Wave'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-3786746065961230180</id><published>2009-04-26T23:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:56:59.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm indecisive. I'm confused. I'm lost. I hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a good night, but what has come of it, has confused me considerably, perhaps, us both. I am the receiving end of mixed signals while I am the giver of mixed signals, I am that which inflicts pain, I am that which receives pain. I am bothered. The statements that spill from my mouth possess the oddest intentions. The statements that I receive contain a drop of hope, or what I have believed so from what has been manifested. I have dispelled that hope with my harsh words, yet I express my need for that hope. If only my mind wasn't so clouded with the most negative thoughts, If only I thought for myself before I spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Either outcome I would definitely be satisfied with, either outcome will not change the time spent with a friend. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-3786746065961230180?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3786746065961230180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=3786746065961230180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3786746065961230180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/3786746065961230180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-5217969070186982191</id><published>2009-04-25T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T02:26:34.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Female. . .</title><content type='html'>. . . Vocalists always managed to get me. I am a sucker for them, no matter how horrible their vocals may be there is always something that draws me to them, perhaps not enough for me to purchase an album but enough for me to listen to it considerably. Here is a perfect example, Doom/Gothic Metal band The Gathering, sadly, the chicks are never as hot as their voice leads my imagination to be, but who cares? Instead of purchasing 300 and hoping to watch the special features to get pumped up, I purchased 2 of their albums. . . the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AFmo6l1u2is&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AFmo6l1u2is&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-5217969070186982191?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5217969070186982191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=5217969070186982191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5217969070186982191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/5217969070186982191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/female.html' title='Female. . .'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2771311594852532542</id><published>2009-04-18T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:37:51.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Satisfied</title><content type='html'>Being in collaboration with Arms in order to have my emotions and thought manifested through an audio output has proven to be difficult and gratifying. Although, Arms and I views on life and how we perceive things are much different from each other, we do share one common goal, to create music. He is the half that creates the music, I only provide opinions that will decide how the song will take shape, but my opinion isn't much needed since he does understand the basic concept of Black Metal and musical construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has finished recording one song, and now it is my turn to finish the song by adding lyrics. I have been up extra hours, 3 for the last 2 days to gather all my thoughts and create a cohesive unit for this song. It has proven difficult and the lyrics are nearly complete. It astonishes me how I am at school or work and I come up with so many ideas and verses yet when I need them most they are nowhere to be found. Anyways, I am very much satisfied with the outcome of our first song, now to touch up the next 2 and record them. I know it may be biased to appreciate your own work so my opinion probably would not matter, but I am creating these hymns for self-gratification primarily. Secondly, to show that L.A. Black Metal bands can create music outside of the Darkthrone framework, among other things. For those curious, my lyrics will revolve around personal beliefs/matters, Satanism/Luciferianism, and Blasphemy. I doubt they will ever be published (can't afford layouts and a 20 page booklet) but my vocals aren't that distorted and raspy that the words are indecipherable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is still under consideration but we already have someone in mind to design the logo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2771311594852532542?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2771311594852532542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2771311594852532542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2771311594852532542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2771311594852532542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/satisfied.html' title='Satisfied'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2002691828554916094</id><published>2009-04-16T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:18:21.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Advent</title><content type='html'>Under such harsh times elation is very much needed, much of the harsh times relate to money but what it will be spent on will be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am going to begin observing Kendo classes and come to a conclusion whether or not I have the time to dedicate myself to an art aside from music, I do in fact love being disciplined, it makes me that much of a better person. If I do decide to join my money will have a define line of what to be spent on, music and Kendo, it's expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am planning to attend the Embrace the Hate fest in early July, I know as a fact that if I were to miss Archgoat, I will regret that entirely. Of course, you can't attend a fest without stocking up on merch, so one hundred dollars will be spent. In addition to the Hate fest, Sound and Fury is a month after that which leaves little room for saving up. The ticket will be bought soon, the room and food is what will worry me, I don't think I will buy any merch, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In addition to the major steps, a Vegas trip is under planning, so hopefully that goes as planned and the estimated number does come through as it does make everybody's spending much lighter. I know as a fact, I will not be bringing as much beer as I have the intention of doing so. This trip will be in June and beer is far behind from the importance that Black Metal is, I am pretty sure many of you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it will be difficult to survive with such expenses and money that barely covers it, sacrifices must be made, I have made numerous sacrifices and it seems to be of little benefit. I think I will have to make that extra jump.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2002691828554916094?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2002691828554916094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2002691828554916094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2002691828554916094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2002691828554916094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/anticipation.html' title='Advent'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8219980721846999877</id><published>2009-04-12T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:15:28.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Today is Easter, another worthless Holiday created to give that jump in the economy and keep money flowing is all it really is. I see no significance in the Christian's reason for celebrating it, the son of their God dies and rises up once again to serve as the reminder that God gave his only son for our sins. I would think that the faith you have in your God should not require the idols that he has given you, the idol of his son on the cross. Interesting to see that occur when it was said in the Old Testament that something such as that is prohibited. This religions consists of so many contradictions and stories in relativity to other religions yet you still manage to hold your heads up in arrogance. Jesus didn't die for your sins, he died for his doctrine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, onto more mind stimulating topics, Abyssmal Sorrow has managed to create a hole for itself. They are an amazing Funeral Doom/Black Metal band spreading self hatred from Australia. The atmosphere is superb, the vocals dark, slow, and the drum patterns repetitive, yes, it is a creeper much like the good DSBM bands. The struggle has manifested in the songs they cultivate. I liked it from the beginning but the songs were too long and slow that it only lasted a few plays, now that my taste has matured, it's played more often. Sadly, Funeral Doom isn't as well thought as this, it tends to consist of mindless strumming rather than that atmosphere that is created once the strums are synthesized. Funeral Doom is definitely a genre that has proven to be something that I am not willing to open my mind up to fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqWIPUUoJIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqWIPUUoJIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8219980721846999877?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8219980721846999877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8219980721846999877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8219980721846999877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8219980721846999877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-4778415818506642315</id><published>2009-04-08T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:30:24.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Open</title><content type='html'>Now that my hours have once again been cut and I don't have the necessary funds to run around doing what I would like to do, I have began going over some of my older cds, primarily those that I was not very fond of from first listen. I believe that this is a great time to touch base with some of my previous records due to the fact that I have become more open minded in regards to music and what I consider as music. I have matured and armed myself accordingly to what I believe should be given the title of music and be taken to the next level into Art. Some of the bands included in this mix are Secrets of the Moon, Black Metal hailing from Germany, and Converge, a metallic Hardcore band, I don't know much about them, I am just enjoying their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrets of the Moon was a band that I hated with disgust because their attempt at abstract time signatures were in fact not abstract at all. At the earlier point I hated Progressive.  The majority of Progressive metal contains odd time signatures, which I don't mind so much, but what does bother me is that the riffs go all over the place with the time signatures still accompanying them. In addition to the not very abstract attempt, their songs had that dose of chug chug, 2 chord breakdowns. Over time, I have actually enjoyed this because it does managed to embed itself into your head. Although the music isn't too great, the lyrics I do enjoy to a great extent, well thought, original, and distinct. Much preferred over the meaningless, simple, straightforward blasphemies exhibited by the earlier Black Metal bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next band is Converge, they were a band that had over technical guitar play and annoying vocals. At times I still find myself annoyed of the vocals but the guitar playing is something hard to over look. It is over technical but that is one of the reasons why I have been enjoying it, the riffs sometimes remind me of the spiraling technique that Averse Sefira creates. I do enjoy Hardcore (not hXc bullshit) in small dosages, after listening to an hours worth I do find myself annoyed of it, actually, more like angry at it. I guess with Sound and Fury coming up and what Bj has informed me with, the music will be appropriate for tearing shit up. Hopefully I will manage to hold my own ground when dozens of people are on top of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-4778415818506642315?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4778415818506642315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=4778415818506642315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4778415818506642315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/4778415818506642315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/open.html' title='Open'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-8840283231850018075</id><published>2009-04-06T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:40:28.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Faceless</title><content type='html'>I was just talking to Wacker in regards to cutting our hair and that being a result of being "less Metal". To be honest, you can't exactly pin any words to the action of cutting your hair but the closest that I can get to it is this, you are in fact MORE METAL. By the way, I will not be cutting my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a stereotype that has always accompanied Metalheads, lazy, long haired, uneducated individuals who have devoted themselves to rotting under their parent's roof until they grew out of this fad. Sadly, when you look at those that have decided to come out of that shell and make a difference it is completely regarded as being a poser. What was Metal made for? To set limitations to what was created as limitless? To come out of a jail and thrown back into another? No! It was manifested to be the keys to the chains that society has binded us with. Society gave the above stereotype to metalheads during the early phases of life when it actually served a meaning. Look at it now, it is a form of showing superiority without saying it directly. We name drop bands to see what the other person doesn't know and recommend it to them hoping to dispel all sense of negative emotion held towards you for your ever expanding knowledge. We have long hair but a person who has cut it to get a job is looked at as being a poser/sell out. It wasn't till the previous days when I realized this, the few that delve into esoteric studies and tap into various sciences and actually have a purpose on this world are looked at as horrible people when in fact they have made this scene what it was defending our asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the restrictions, this is a big fuck off to those that believe they are "yourself" and that you don't belong in any sort of scene. Face it, you are not original, there is a way of being original but saying you are yourself is drawing the line. The only possible way of being yourself is by secluding yourself to the outermost corners of the world from birth without one person within walking distance, or anything at all for that matter. Society influences you in every possible way, it's that low hum that you ignore because you in truth like what you are doing thinking that it's right. If you buy your clothes, if you watch T.V., listen to Music, etc. you are not original, you are not yourself, simple as that. Overlook that ego and just accept it for what it is. We are like the person next to you and we are like the person hundreds of miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we are human, what can we do? Continue living we shall indeed. We are hypocrites admit that too, I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-8840283231850018075?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8840283231850018075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=8840283231850018075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8840283231850018075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/8840283231850018075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/faceless.html' title='Faceless'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6440838935670070230</id><published>2009-04-05T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:07:04.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>EBM</title><content type='html'>Since I haven't been looking for new metal bands I have made my way towards Darkwave/EBM/Industrial. Here are two songs from VNV Nation that I have been listening to all day since I have been on the computer, Amesoeurs, everywhere else. When we go to Amoeba this friday, something that they have released is definitely going to be in my hands, hopefully not a remix though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fan Made Videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ftP6N-b1d0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ftP6N-b1d0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pu-8wGbWMro&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pu-8wGbWMro&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6440838935670070230?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6440838935670070230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6440838935670070230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6440838935670070230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6440838935670070230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/ebm.html' title='EBM'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7449356071088334020</id><published>2009-04-03T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:09:52.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimentation and Exploration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Descension</title><content type='html'>Spring break is coming to a close and I have yet to do anything worth mention so it would be foolish of me to let up such a great opportunity. What opportunity exactly? A one night stay at the luxurious five star hotel, the Duong-Ly Resort and Casino. Included with this stay was a night of Blockles and internet courtesy of the owners themselves. In addition to such extravagance, the next day would follow with a descent down the Mountains and bear witness to the magnificent water falls of the Big Santa Anita Canyons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bj and I arrived at the dorm room quite late due to the fact that I had work till 9 and Bj had to take his mom to work, overall it worked well. We arrived at the dorm around 11 roughly and the room to my expectations was packed with 13 people, appropriately, 15 (whales, you know). The night was to be filled with Blockles fun but that didn't last long so we managed to find other ways of enjoyment in the resort. Before Steven was up for his match, he was flirting with someone through OMGpop which Bj led her to capitalize over the game itself by angering her with obscene scripts.  It was all in good fun of course. Johnaheim and Keane came out to be on top, but sadly, I forgot who won. Later around 4 a.m., we made our way to the lounge to allow Tim's roommate, Manuel, to sleep. We managed to stay up for quite some time watching Ghost videos, but none of them managed to creep under our skins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way back to the room and tried to catch a few hours of sleep, Steven and I managed to get roughly 4 hours of sleep, Oliver, a considerable amount, and Bj, one hour of sleep. Since we all were awake and everyone still remained dormant, Steven, Bj, Oliver, and I decided to break our few hours of fasting and made our way to Pinks. The line wasn't long which is always a great thing and our cravings were dealt with. Our hike was to take part in a few hours but it seemed that we were all put into a food coma and we all became lazy until we made our way towards the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being forced through a treacherous path we made our way up the mountain. It's amazing to witness such beauty. The trees were green and healthy, the air pure and clean, the water which trickled was sewage free (or so we believed), the pathways. . . hellish, I guess this was the bad yet good part. We were armed ready for what was to come so we made our 2 mile march in search of Sturtevent falls. At the beginning of our descent, we came across another group of hikers and I being in full regalia, one of them asked me to scare the other portion of the group. . . I failed miserably. My striking appearance was to no surprise to them. Anyways, on the way there we came across many types of wildlife and various types of . . . feces. Being up in the mountains did give you a sense of relaxation but you were also enveloped in fear. The forests is something that is vacant to all that can be dangerous thus a sense of caution was taken. After an hour or so of hiking we came to the falls and took a bit of a rest and pictures. We then made our way up which was incredibly painful, going downhill puts an immense amount of stress on your knees while going uphill puts your muscles to their limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would only make sense to refuel after a hike so we ended the night with some Pho and broken rice. I would say that this day was definitely worth the small amount of hours of sleep and the pain staking descent and ascension of the hill. How often do you welcome nature with open arms and drown yourselves in fresh air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other topics, the Embrace the Hate line up has been released and it is good, but I most likely will not attend such an amazing fest due to the fact that I believe the stage performances of many bands have become stale. The bands seem to delve deep into individuality that they have no regards to how they should perform because of their "I am better than you" mentality. Whatever happened to "Cut your flesh and worship satan", headbanging in front of the stage, it seems like all that matters now is being your own person, not showing any respect for any of the bands, and hoping to get that chick that has been passed around numerous times and claiming that they have a certain amount of devotion to be superior to others. I don't think I will be going to any Black Metal shows unless I am certain that band will give a great performance. Don't get me wrong, I still love the music, but it seems everything has changed. Get your head's out of your ass, Individuality is impossible to obtain unless you have no friends, family, or media around you. So Sound and Fury here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7449356071088334020?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7449356071088334020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7449356071088334020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7449356071088334020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7449356071088334020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/descension.html' title='Descension'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-7035739774209834749</id><published>2009-04-01T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:01:11.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Consideration</title><content type='html'>I think I am actually going to call it quits for drinking for awhile. I know I have said that many times but it seems to be the right thing to do. Drinking hasn't improved my life in anyway. It amplifies my emotions, it puts you in a state of nausea, it controls your body, and being unable to digest it to it's fullest, can be a cancer causing agent. I do in fact, love beer, so it will be something hard to overcome, thus still be in consideration. If I do choose to not drink, I will begin drinking on the next trip to Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this is not an April Fool's Joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-7035739774209834749?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7035739774209834749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=7035739774209834749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7035739774209834749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/7035739774209834749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/consideration.html' title='Consideration'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-80120107209531944</id><published>2009-03-31T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:04:34.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Schutzstaffel</title><content type='html'>Steven Le asked me an interested question last night, why do I want an SS flag? Aside from my interest in World War II, I am definitely attracted to Nazi Germany for many reasons. Whether you agree with the ideologies, you can't deny that Hitler in fact conquered most of Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aspect that I can't help turn away from is that Himmler had a desire to bring back the chivalric days of old. In an age where modernity was becoming rampant, he managed to create some of the most devoted soldiers under the oath of Hitler, the Schutzstaffel, SS. It brought back the purpose of your nationality, it created a sense of importance to your region rather than what we see so often today, the attempt of being African American/Rastafarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will save my opinion of National Socialism after I spend my Spring Break watching documentaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is some hard to obtain NSBM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1jrrAh4eZKg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1jrrAh4eZKg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-80120107209531944?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/80120107209531944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=80120107209531944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/80120107209531944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/80120107209531944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/03/schutzstaffel.html' title='Schutzstaffel'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-420475994869550789</id><published>2009-03-30T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:10:51.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Fuck...</title><content type='html'>I slept peacefully but woke up with a sense of regret . I have reached my final strand, my mind is breaking. The fortress that I once had has dwindled to nothing but rubble. Something so small has dealt an immense amount of damage and I have no say in the matter. I know what I had done was necessary but there is still that small portion that believes it wasn't. Was I just impatient? Was I just too stupid to realize the opposite end and just expected far too much? I wake up with the hope of seeing that message or a missed call. I will not give in however, I have done everything possible, I just hope to receive the same that I had put in one day. I got to get out but where? The place I love most has been tainted by her, the factory of sweets she dwells near. I said my last words, what else needs to be said? A great way to start spring break, by taking part in a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even a song is contaminated. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4ih3JVrRPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4ih3JVrRPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-420475994869550789?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/420475994869550789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=420475994869550789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/420475994869550789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/420475994869550789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck.html' title='Fuck...'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-6370442937219088975</id><published>2009-03-30T01:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:06:24.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Peacefully. . .</title><content type='html'>I can sleep . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdWzkrsxsfo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdWzkrsxsfo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;short lived&lt;/span&gt; band. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-6370442937219088975?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6370442937219088975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=6370442937219088975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6370442937219088975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/6370442937219088975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/03/peacefully.html' title='Peacefully. . .'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5021943829886749560.post-2831860167724635362</id><published>2009-03-29T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:24:58.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occurrences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Disrespectful</title><content type='html'>Today marks the start of Spring Break for all those that have decided to spend a bit longer in college, easily known as Community College. What better way too kick off a well deserved break than to throw a barbecue with a few good friends, sadly it didn't happen that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived there precisely at 7 yet nobody was there. To start the festivities I drank a Milwaukee's Best through the beer bong and only had a small amount left but that was later evened out with Oliver's portion of what he didn't finish. After that was done, Andrea and Hang made an appearance accompanied by Grey Goose which seemed to be a big hit, but what do you expect, Asians and Vodka go hand in hand like JD and coke. As the hours went by more and more people showed up and Mike, Andrea, and myself devoured a few more Milwaukee's Best and Andrea took chugs straight from the bottle of Sky vodka. She soon paid for her choices by ending up vomiting and had herself almost taken advantage of by Timmy and Preston. The alcohol was supplied fairly well yet due to the mass amounts of unknowns, it went by fairly quick. The night was well supplied with antics from John Lam, Oliver, Kevin Guy and his pole, Monica. Overall, the night went well despite what I am to speak of in the next paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For various reasons the name will not be revealed, someone's iPod got stolen. You people come to a party which technically, you were not invited too, you drink what liquor we had purchased and claimed it as your own, you contribute nothing but your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ill&lt;/span&gt; presence, and yet you still decide to steal an iPod. Whoever did that must have absolutely no morals or decency, and you wonder why I don't bother associating myself with you or why the Los guys make themselves seem like dicks by not interacting with you, don't think my cheek is turned away from those looks. This was never meant to be something big, it was about a gathering between close friends, if your idea of close friends is someone that you can freeload off of and steal from, then fuck off. Simple as that, no faux hawk wearing, nigger loving, e-tard will be considered any closer than a thief until a certain amount of respect is shown for what we have contributed. You have to realize we are not filthy rich, spoiled bastards, we are probably just like you, but the differences have manifested, the lack of morals can deal a great damage in terms of trust and our sense of consideration is far greater than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keeping it short, I'm tired and I have other things my mind has better to linger on than the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5021943829886749560-2831860167724635362?l=adventnostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2831860167724635362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5021943829886749560&amp;postID=2831860167724635362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2831860167724635362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5021943829886749560/posts/default/2831860167724635362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventnostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/03/disrespectful.html' title='Disrespectful'/><author><name>Fleshprison</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
