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This is a film that was posted on the Visit Finland website to...

Tue, 04 Oct 2011 21:41:00 +0200

This is a film that was posted on the Visit Finland website to encourage tourism. Just another example of the beauty that we can see in our world, if we stop and take the time to look.

Monsters Tea Time

Sat, 25 Jun 2011 14:20:00 +0300

Perhaps it was purple, Perhaps it was blue. Everybody wondered, But nobody knew.

Perhaps it was gigantic, Perhaps it was small. No one had ever seen it, We’d only heard its loud call.

It lived in the mountains, Or so we believed. Everything we knew, Was imaginarily conceived.

In my head it had great big horns. And sharp golden teeth. It was green on top, And yellow underneath.

With a spotty crocodile tail, And big, baby blue eyes. Perhaps that’s why when I met him, I was so surprised.

It was late one evening, When the town was asleep, That I heard heavy footsteps, Far louder than those of sheep.

So I switched on my night-light And opened the door. Still to this day I can’t explain, Exactly what I saw.

Our eyes locked on, His green and mine blue. His fur was gray and thick, And his tail was long too.

He asked: “Are you scared?” I replied: “Should I be?” So he smiled and said: “How about some tea?”

Over a steaming pot, He told me his story, Of all the years passed, And the days of his glory.

When children would play, With him and his brothers. But that was until, They were seen by their mothers.

Now no one visits And everybody is afraid, Of the big gray monster, With whom they’d once played.

Because he looked scary, Because he looked strange. No body would care for him, In this day and age.

So he was off to the mountains, Where he now belongs. And still every night we hear him, Singing his songs.

Once a week I go up there, To visit my new friend. And I bring him some cookies, That’s it: THE END.

-JackSoft

Thu, 26 May 2011 15:15:08 +0300

-JackSoft

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Mon, 23 May 2011 23:49:00 +0300

She Said:

“Drop the act, fuck that’s enough now, can’t you see I’m sick and tired of all your fooling around and I can’t play these games the way you play them, I can’t break the rules the way you go and break them, and I can’t eat these pills the way you go and eat them, so I’m off and I’m not coming back, sorry Jack, but soon you gonna see you don’t deserve a girl like me. So Good Bye now I hope I don’t see you around.”

I said:

“Fuck off then, I don’t need you anyway, life’s a game that I play and you’re just another way of helping me see that I’m happy alone, cause I couldn’t stand all the texts on my phone and the way that you moaned, everything I did was wrong, even this song, so good bye, so long. I’d choose the thrills and the pills over your shrills and your bills any day. So good bye now, I hope I don’t see you around.”

I said:

“Baby it’s been too long now, I know you’re mad, but stop messing around. I can’t stand waking up in an empty bed, without the imprint of your head on the pillow. I’ve lay low cause I’ve been down again and it made me realise you’re my only friend, and I need you more than I need the thrills, and I need you more than I need these pills, but that’s not easy you know, trying to stop these habbits goes slow.”

I said:

“I’ve apologized a million times, I’ve called your phone, gone past your home, still I don’t hear even the slightest word from you. I admit it I lose, but think of all the fairytales and dreams not all the shouts and screams. We were good, You were good, You were sad cos I was bad, but now I’m sad cos you got mad, cause I was bad and i was mad, and it’s killing me to think that your soul isn’t torn up inside, that your words aren’t muddled up like mine. I bet you doing fine.”

She said:

“Don’t call me again.

Fuck it, I’m sick and tired of listening to my friends, I’m gonna tell you how I feel but you better listen don’t pretend, cos next time it’s the end, and I mean that,

but I love you and I can’t stop feeling that. Like Journey, I can’t stop believing that. And all I want is for your lies to be true, and all I want is for you to do everything you say you will, now is that okay?”

“Yeah that’s okay” I said, with a smile on my face, but really what I meant was: “I miss you but I haven’t changed and you not being here just felt strange, and the words that I say I still don’t mean, so I guess that puts us somewhere between, happy and absurd, lost in all my words.” But we would have wasted our youth had I not told the truth.

So I said:

“I don’t love you, our feelings subside” and that’s when she cried, but at least we tried. Yeah when she cried all I could think was at least we tried, but I lied. So when she cried all she thought was: “why’d you always lie” When she cried all she thought was “why’d you always lie” That’s when she said: “fuck off and die.”

I cried. As much as I hate it I cried.

I lied. As much as I hate it I lied.

And we tried. As much as it hurt we tried.

But feelings subside. As much as I hate it, feelings subside.

JackSoft

-JohnnyHorror

Fri, 20 May 2011 19:03:36 +0300

-JohnnyHorror

The Boredom Bug

Sun, 27 Mar 2011 22:25:00 +0200

Here are a few little links to help you slaughter your bandwidth…

-JohnnyHorror

Some seriously catching photo’s from Keegan Gibbs. Catch...

Mon, 17 Jan 2011 11:39:00 +0200

Some seriously catching photo’s from Keegan Gibbs. Catch some more over on his site.

-JohnnyHorror

In 2003 a Scottish band came up with the best name ever:...

Sat, 15 Jan 2011 23:01:00 +0200

In 2003 a Scottish band came up with the best name ever: “We Were Promised Jetpacks”.

In 2009 they wrote some pretty decent songs and released a sweet little album called: “These Four Walls” which features 11 tracks with lyrics sung in that Scottish accent that most of us wish we could have.

Above is the beautiful sound of their track: “It’s Thunder and It’s Lightning”.

The guitar is gripping. It’ll keep you listening through the lengthy intro. When Andy Thompson starts singing girls will get wet. I wish I was Scottish right now. Fuck. Back to the music, the slow build peaks and fades with ooohs and ahhhs, bells and chimes and then it slows, before a little drumroll kicking your soul into a place it never knew it could go. Andy’s screaming is probably the first thing that’s given me the chills since Saw. It’s almost like Snow Patrol with more temper and emotions. Sure the lyrics about abuse might bring you down like a busy Monday after a great weekend but when you turn the volume up in your headphones and let your mind get lost in the totally comprehensible mess you’ll feel way more at peace with yourself than you thought possible. The band paints a picture of a storm even without the words. The riding snare give it direction, the chimes help it hover and the guitar chord build up lets your heart beat again. The worst part about this song is that it ends.

It’s raw, it’s rough and it’s great.

JackSoft

Ox Braai Some winners from December’s disposable...

Thu, 13 Jan 2011 17:13:00 +0200

Ox Braai

Some winners from December’s disposable camera’s eye.

-JohnnyHorror

St Francis Bay - Cobs Cove

Mon, 03 Jan 2011 13:51:58 +0200

St Francis Bay - Cobs Cove

St Francis Bay 1

Sun, 02 Jan 2011 20:58:41 +0200

St Francis Bay 1

Plet Rage 1

Thu, 09 Dec 2010 10:39:53 +0200

Plet Rage 1

Jose Enrique Montes Hernandez One of my favourite photographers...

Sun, 05 Dec 2010 13:23:00 +0200

Jose Enrique Montes Hernandez

One of my favourite photographers at the moment.

www.joseenriquemonteshernandez.net

-JohnnyHorror

Synergy Live

Tue, 30 Nov 2010 13:30:41 +0200

Oh do they blaze?

Starting the Spectacular

A little bit of magic

Taxi Violence

Party Time

Frolocking by the River

The After Tast

Synergy Live

AfrikaBurn

Mon, 29 Nov 2010 19:32:00 +0200

I think i may just have found a small piece in the everlasting puzzle that is the answer to a question that has been bugging me for ages: where do all ‘those’ people go after the debris, broken tents, lost possessions and broken bodies have been cleared from the site of a festival? You all know those people that I’m talking about, you’ve stumbled across them on your substance-induced wanderings and probably joined their camp, shared a blunt and thought that they were your new best friends - the 65 year old man with bronzed skin as rough as bark, very few teeth and what seems like an entire bird worth of feathers in his hair, or the single lady who’s so high on a concoction of various narcotics, while dragging her dog, daughter and sleeping bag around, that she might as well have stayed at home because she has no idea where or who she is.

I’ve constantly wondered where these people fit into society once they leave, if they even leave. My immediate answer is they don’t, and I’ve come across an event that supports this hypothesis- AfrikaBurn. This 6 day event seems to be a highlight in the calender of what i struggle to describe as anything other than a hippie. With no money changing hands, other than tickets and the sale of ice (presumably because it costs nothing to make and keeps people alive) this is the closest thing to a completely self-sustained society that it is possible to immerse yourself in. With strict instructions on what you are advised to bring in, which includes everything you’ll need to survive your stay and excludes plants, nuts with shells, glitter and feathers (not sure about that one?) this is definitely something out of the ordinary. With all this said however, the underlying idea of AfrikaBurn is an art festival. The basic aim is for like-minded people to gather in the middle of the desert, chomp some drugs, make some art, have a good time and give shit to each other, pretty simple.

With next years theme being stof-the primal mud, expect to get dirty and see some gravity-defying mud-made works of art too. So if you feel that you have something creative that you want to offer people from music to performance, fire dancing to a car transformed into an artwork that you want to drive around for a few days, then head on out to Tankwa Karoo from the 27th April to the 2nd May 2011.

Catch more after the jump at www.afrikaburn.com

-JohnnyHorror

Blu Since my discovery of Blu a few years ago (most likely...

Mon, 15 Nov 2010 20:33:00 +0200

Blu

Since my discovery of Blu a few years ago (most likely through the street-art 101 drive by Wooster Collective) he has always been one of those artists that has had glued me to my screen in the tiny hours of the morning, with my eyes squinting, watering and losing focus as my brain struggles to comprehend. His latest video released in July, Big Bang Big Boom, is no different and delivers easily the most creative crunch to date leaving you envious of the dude for not being able to think of this stuff yourself. Although he’s not a new name to many, I still feel the need to put him on a pedestal and let anyone bothering to read this know how I see his work. With over 10 years in the game, this Italian seems to know what he’s doing and is showing it with no sign of slowing down.

With his previous videos focusing mainly on the animation and rendition of his characters as they skitter across the urban landscape, his recent work deals a lot more with the environment that his ever-morphing, white-washed creatures find themselves in and how they navigate through, around and within it. The creative development of his inventions from man-eating men scaling 5 storey walls, a hazard-tape guzzling van and a bucket-crab scratching its way across the beach and through sewer pipes is where I think the most advancement has been made. With the playfully accurate soundtrack by Andrea Martignonithat enhances the images created on the screen, there is no escaping the attention-grabbing situations that he creates. The sheer scale of his work and the amount of hunting, sketching, painting, scaffolding and white pva that is involved in this 10 minute video is mind boggling. As if all of this isn’t enough, Blu’s idea of the discourse of the world and its end at the hands of the human race is.

If you don’t have ample amounts of internet bandwidth, a comfortable seat and nothing planned in the next 24 hours then don’t hit the link to his website until you do have because it will consume you, gargle you, shake you up a bit and then spit you out again with sore eyes, a headache and feeling like you’ve just witnessed the parting of the red sea.

www.blublu.org

-JohnnyHorror

The Scala and Kolacny Brothers Choir’s version of...

Sun, 14 Nov 2010 22:41:00 +0200

The Scala and Kolacny Brothers Choir’s version of Radiohead’s Creep. It’s a pretty decent cover, but it’s hard for anyone to compete with Radiohead. I must say though when the harmony kicked in on the “she’s running out again” part, I may have got a little excited, maybe even a bit aroused is that weird? Whatever just listen and love it kids

(yes it’s from The Social Network soundtrack for those of you who’ve seen it)

JackSoft

Bored Stiff During Exams?

Sun, 14 Nov 2010 22:32:58 +0200

Here’s some completely unproductive ways of procrastinating. But at least you’ll have a laugh, and maybe be able to reassure yourself you’re not the only insane person in the world….enjoy

www.headspacetv.com

www.theuglydance.com

JackSoft

Kings of Leon back when they were dirty rockers

Sat, 13 Nov 2010 13:22:46 +0200

Kings of Leon back when they were dirty rockers

"I believe in everything until it’s disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It..."

Sat, 13 Nov 2010 04:45:26 +0200

“I believe in everything until it’s disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it’s in your mind. Who’s to say that dreams and nightmares aren’t as real as the here and now?”

- John Lennon