The Rock Out
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everything that makes you want to rock your heart out

Archive for March, 2008

moymoypalaboy

Monday, March 31st, 2008

Rock Out:

- to headbang with gusto to your favorite music

- to have fun

- to prove a point using overwhelming evidence

- to destroy all social norms

- to make a complete fool of yourself

Let me explain:

Oh my golly…

I slept around 1.30 am watching their videos. Ever found yourself lying on the floor, your nose bleeding and laughing until your circulation… ummm.. uncirculates due to massive blood loss.

I really, really don’t know what to say…

THIS is the textbook definition of speechless.

Re-effing-tarded.

Well at least it’s comforting to know that whatever any of us do in this world won’t be as awesome as moymoypalaboy

The Moon

Wednesday, March 26th, 2008

The moon is truly a sight to behold. It always is, with his borrowed faint silver glow casting soft light over everything. The moon is always so magical — and ever so tragic.

Can you imagine how deeply in love the moon is with the sun? He glows because of the sun’s rays, reflecting her glory. Even if the sun is not there, the moon remains bright because of the sun.

Sadly, though, that’s the only fate the moon has. No matter how wildly and how passionately he loves the sun, no matter how much he pursues, the sun will always follow her own course through the sky, and the moon will only be following it, the distance never fading between them. The moon is even too shy that he hides his insecurity in varying degrees. His scars… his shame.

And if these two celestial bodies ever meet in the sky, a "disaster" occurs — an eclipse.  Children are told not to look at their fated meeting because they might go blind. Their meeting is always a messenger of ill fate. What they do not know is that it is the only time the moon can be with the sun.
I wonder if the sun knows that the moon longs for this moment, albeit a bad one? Perhaps the sun doesn’t. The sun is, after all, a sight to behold. The moon, though, is nothing but a rock, floating in the emptiness of space.

I wonder when the moon will tire out. When will he stop chasing after the sun? He knows very well that, like days, like months, like years, there will always be a distance between them that they cannot control.

 
I hope the moon finds his own glow, even if he knows he has none.

 

So how is this "rock out"? Well, thinking about stuff DOES make one’s MIND rock-out. :D

A rock-out mind = rock-out existence.

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An Image of Perfection

Tuesday, March 25th, 2008

Anyone here play Starcraft? Raise your hands please.

One… two… three… four hundred… wow a lot

Anyway, you must be familiar with the concept of the rush, right? For the uninitiated, a rush is to crank up as much units as you can and march ‘em off to the enemies base in the shortest amount of time possible.

This, however, is a stroke of genius: An SCV rush that can only be pulled off by the best Terran player in the galaxy: the Korean named Boxer.

 

GG. That’s probably the ballsiest play in Starcraft history.

I can’t wait for Starcraft 2.

 

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Rock Out WTF moment

Monday, March 24th, 2008

TALK ABOUT SERENDIPITOUS:

Daryl Hall first met John Oates at the Adelphi Ballroom in Philadelphia in 1967 while attending Temple University. Each was heading his own musical group at the time—Hall with the Temptones, and Oates with the Masters. They were there for a band competition when gunfire rang out between two rival gangs, and in trying to escape,

they ran to the same service elevator.

Because of their similar musical

tastes, they quickly became

acquainted. It would take them another two years to form a musical duo, and three years after that they had signed to Atlantic Records and released their debut.

So wait…. imagine:

*gunshot bang bang bang bang bang*

Hall: Hey man who fired those shots?

Oates: I dunno, bro. Hey, you want to form a band?

Hall: Sure!

….

Rule 1: Men should NEVER, EVER WEAR SHOULDERPADS.

Rule 2: AND LEOTARDS

Plus Oates looks like a Lionel Richie rip-off:

The resemblance… is UNCANNY.

 

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WoW Toys

Wednesday, March 19th, 2008

Honestly, I think that one of the deepest, richest and most interesting video game lore out there is that of Warcraft’s. Ever since I was a kid, after playing the first ever Warcraft game, I feel so cheated every time I play with my toys because I so wanted to have those knights, footmen and grunts at my fingertips.

Something solid.

Something concrete.

Something to play with in real life. (well as far as playing Warcraft in real life goes =/)

And then, WoW comes out and the urge to hold at least a part of that world grows so large that it starts to nibble at you.

SLOWLY….

They released some World of Warcraft figures but nothing really seemed to leap out of the shelf.

You know what I mean?

A warlock? Puh-lease… not my cup o’ tea.

Not a fan of dwarves either.

 

All hope was lost until I stumbled upon THIS beauty:

Oh sweet moses…

A BLOOD ELF PALADIN

This one isn’t half bad either:

 

 

Let me digress a bit, these toys CANNOT even compare to what I’m really excited about:

THIS is Marcus Fenix of Gears of War fame and YES, that is a chainsaw. (Actually, that’s a beautiful combination of high powered rifle and chainsaw).

Looks like I’m experiencing another toy renaissance.

Man’s Darkest Hour

Tuesday, March 18th, 2008

No I’m not heralding the coming of the Apocalypse. Instead, I’m just so overjoyed to find out that Darkest Hour is coming over here in April 26!!

For those are too musically naive, I, The Rock Out, present to you metalcore before metalcore became cool:

Darkest Hour - Convalescence

I’m gonna say bye-bye to my ear drums! I shall offer it to the gods of rock.

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Coffee vs Alcohol Rock Out

Tuesday, March 18th, 2008

Rocking is hard, yo. And more often than not, most rockers lack a lot of sleep because of too much hard rocking the night before.

Hmmm… Coffee… the only LEGAL addictive SUBSTANCE hahaha!

If you think about it, coffee’s a drink that seems to encourage a lot of accessories around it:

coffee cake

coffee table

coffee table book

coffee mug

coffee ice cream

coffee break

Alcohol, is another weapon of choice for rock gods. Say what you want about alcohol, but not only are there not a lot of optional accessories, alcohol actually helps you get rid of things:

family

home

job

driver’s license

sanity.

In fact, at a certain point, the only thing you have to remember to get, is more alcohol, and maybe a new mug for people to put their change in.

Perhaps a coffee mug?

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Sounds of the weekend!

Monday, March 17th, 2008

The past weekend was the HOTTEST of all time. I was lying on the bed for around 3 hours doing absolutely NOTHING.

NOTHING!

It SOOOO hot that I could see the heat waves wafting from my carpet. If I had a camel in my room, Lawrence of Arabia would be at home. Ugh.

Anywho, during that ridiculous afternoon, I was listening to two songs:

Coheed & Cambria - Crossing the Frame

Home… a silence between glares
That stutters words misleading
Here… give me all you got
With one shot sent to lend me
No… here across the grass,
Between the glass
I know… you’re not the one
I left to wait here, helping
I… I left in a sudden rush
And never said why
You… couldn’t know
That I had no goodbyes

But I wish that you were
I’m spying on you, Newo
The way that you would’ve been if
I stayed here at home
I’m giving it up, Newo
How important I could’ve been to you

Press the steps I take to cross your door frame if
You decide to answer when my fist rings hello
I… I left in a sudden rush
And never said why
You… couldn’t know
That I had no goodbyes

 
But I wish that you were
I’m spying on you, Newo
The way that you would’ve been if
I stayed here at home
I’m giving it up, Newo
How important I could’ve been to you

Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams
You won’t believe me… if I told you so
Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams
You won’t believe me… I wouldn’t if you told me so

But I wish that you were
I’m spying on you, Newo
The way that you would’ve been if
I stayed here at home
I’m giving it up, Newo
How important I could’ve been to you

The bridge part of the song is the money shot for me. For the uninitiated, if you look at the lyrics, the one in BOLD is the bridge. Moving on, when I heard the bridge for the first time, everything shrunk, and it found myself in rock-out euphoria. It’s hard not to find yourself lost in Claudio’s angelic voice while having the keyboard synth in the background and then having the whole band barge in and yank you back into reality. If I died and went to Heaven, I’ll bet the farm that I’m going to be met by the bridge part of this song played on a loop.

AFI - This Time Imperfect

I cannot leave here, I cannot stay
Forever haunted, more than afraid
Asphyxiate on words I would say
I’m drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue

There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak
I’d share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me

I cannot stay here, I cannot leave
Just like all I loved, I’m make believe
Imagined heart, I disappear
Seems… no one will appear here and make me real

There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak
I’d share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me

I’d tell you how it haunts me
I’d tell you how it haunts me
Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams
I’d tell you how it haunts me
Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams
You don’t care that it haunts me

There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak
I’d share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
Just how much this hurts me
Just how much you…

I’ve been listening to his band for a long, long time and this song is one of my all-time faves. The arrangements, Davey Havok’s deep, the LYRICS, send you to a dark place within your memories that you don’t want to visit. Why listen to this, you ask? BECAUSE THIS SONG KICKS SO MUCH BUTT!

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The Rock Out is… BURNED OUT

Friday, March 14th, 2008

Work is getting to me…

Right now, this is all I want to do:

Good Lord I need to detoxifyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

The Rock Out Returneth

Tuesday, March 11th, 2008

First off, to my loyal fans, I apologize for my absence. The loss of noise and musical intensity that made these bloghalls ever so bland and mundane is the result of me plowing through a huge, HUUUUUGE project at work.

Man, that was a hard sentence.

Aaaaaannnnywhooo. What have you guys been up to?

It’s been a rough two weeks with work and all but ironically, this has been one of the best ever. Weird but true.

Hmmm what can I possibly offer to appease my hardcore fans?

I know!

How about a game recommendation? This game, coupled with two other forms of anchorage, kept me sane these past 2 weeks:

I’m a huge RPG nutbag but the whole formula of hero, slay monsters using uninspired battle system, farm, farm, farm, loot, craft, farm, random encounters… ISSSS getting a little too stale for my taste.

In comes Puzzle Quest, a unique puzzle-rpg hybrid that totally blurs the line between genres. The story is simple: A huge bad-boy by the name of Lord Bane is threatening the land of Etheria and you, the ever-so-gullible hero, set out to gather allies, forge weapons, train epic mounts to reach that climactic Washowski-ly epic final battle.

GET IT! GET IT!

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