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Number 9.

Monday, 1 December 2008

Right. First of all, if anyone has seen the new Futurist Casio Gold LANDSCAPE watch in the Casio Store in London: that watch should be tucked up in bed with a bowl of chicken soup and a warm mug of cocoa. That's how sick it is.

Don't try looking on the internet for it. I've been trying to look for it everywhere and all I can see is the non-landscape versions. And it's getting increasingly annoying. I can't see myself going into the capital for a while though, but when I do. It's mine.

Today, whilst trying to stop the room from spinning and the de-habilitating feeling in my stomach from making me keel over in excrutiating pain I have been listening to the following tracks:


Fake Blood - Mars (unedited vers)
Busy P - Chop Suey
The Bloody Beetroots - Mac Mac
Surkin - Ghetto Obsession (original)
The Chemical Brothers - Saturate
Kid Cudi - Day N Night (Crookers edit)
Edu K - Gatas Gatas Gatas (Crookers edit)
SebastiAn - Motor
Uffie - In Charge (instrumental)
High Powered Boys - Hoes Get Down
Bobmo - Home Alone

Good thing is my heart seems to palpitate in time to most of the songs.


The events of the weekend for most people involved can be accurately illustrated by various parts of the following:

I just woke up
Everything was fucked
From the night before
I was beyond repair
I had just woke up
Everything was wrong
All the cats were dead
And the phones were gone

I had just woke up
Like a heart attack
I weren't coming back
And mum was dressed in black

I had just woke up
I had just woke up
Everything was fucked
Everything was fucked

The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation

I had just woke up
In someone elses bed
She was overweight
Who did I do last night?

I felt paradise
In between girl's thighs
It was quick and nice
The feelings cold as ice
I could hardly walk
And I had the shakes
Had to eat some fruit
Or I was gonna faint

I had just woke up
I had just woke up
Everything was fucked
Everything was fucked

The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation

I need one day a week
For my cuts to heal
Take every Monday off
With my blood shot eyes
If work only knew
What I got up to
At the weekend
They wouldn't speak to me

Or pretend to be my friends
Take every Monday off
With my blood shot eyes
With my blood shot eyes
I had just woke up
I had just woke up
Everything was fucked
Everything was fucked

The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
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What a song. What a night. What the fuck were we thinking?!

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Number 2.

Friday, 18 January 2008

This will be...

This will be interesting. This weblog will be a constant reminder of my steady stream of conciousness regarding music, with a hint of science too. I hate the concept of being random, especially online. It's a known fact that nothing online is "random". It's easy to press backspace to delete anything you're not happy with, or didn't realise you would come out with, so when people say they're being random online, I don't buy it. I personally love my backspace button. Saves me making an arse of myself. The name "geeksandbeats" refers to my love of electronic music. Some people that dance to electro may be pill-popping, wayward, mental media students, but the people who make it certainly are not. Seeing a programme like FL Studio or Cubase being used is really quite humbling. I've had FL for a year and a half now and I still don't know what the hell is going on. So I have a lot of respect for people that do, and a lot more for people that do, quickly.

I'll get round to it sometime. There's too many things going round not to be noted down in notes.


This blog won't be constant. If I tried to write in this everyday, it'll turn to sludge. Expect no banalities, quips about "funny things that happened at work today", updates on "that bloke I met the other night", feedback on "last night's episode of Eastenders". That sort of thing makes me want to pin my eyelids shut. Just think: [20 year old female pharmacology student, south england, music obsessive, been to more gigs than lectures, still battling with the electric guitar - what goes on in her head?]


Now you'll find out.

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