Sunday, June 15, 2008

Review Film: Days of Being Wild

Another beautifully cinema made by the one and only Wong Kar Wai, Days of Being Wild is an instant visual of delusion among contemporary realm of love, loss and rejection. The movie perfectly captured every second of emptiness that drawn inside out, right from the very beginning of the story. The casts were great and they were all acting champ, WKW didn't pick the wrong ones. Yet, what I really like about seeing this movie is the melancholic feeling which I can not avoid for some reasons. Thus, I can never tell you how much I love every twist and details that WKW offered in this movie. I reckon you should check out this movie if you haven't. Trully magnificent!

Rating: 8/10

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Welcome to the Real Suck.


Good Guys Lose Big Time.

Cloak/Dagger - We Are


Basically good shit, somewhere between Adolescents, The Germs, and the almighty Black Flag. Uhm, with slightly hints of raw cranky garage stuff. For fans of Career Suicide, Fucked Up, and The Vicious. Get into it!

DL

I Need Deep Sleep.


I HOPE THIS GUN WILL MAKE YOU REMEMBER WHO I AM.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

brain freeze!

locked out, empty jaws
ill life got me struck on my knees
sniffed out, worn out
hell, gimme just a small air to breath
you're sucking the life outta me
I'm totally brain freeze
brain freeze
brain freeze
to the ground

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Night of the Living Dead OST


Superbly produced original movie soundtrack of Night of the Living Dead, it gives me total creep. Bleak atmosphere, manic hysteria that comes out from those pieces that all-come together into one package of serious nightmare. Mind-bending, it sneaks in the back of my head, lurking me in my sleep and haunting me in my dream. Instant classic you don't wanna miss!

DL

Lurking Clarity.

The clock was ticking as the street lights started to fade out
It was 4.30 A.M, straight outta uncle ronnie's
I couldn't rest my head, my mind jumps off like a rubber-dumber
It was just another night with the coke bust in my hand
Sitting quiet in the middle of late night dim
Crossed my heart, hoping the best that this year could steal (for real)
It's been a while since I've felt hope.