MY FATCS AND FANTASY
25.09.2006., ponedjeljak
Seal of Lonelyness
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I hate this place That I was put in to With this people That are suppose to be my family … I do not see them That way I see them As strangers that I have to live with I don´t feel nothing For them And they for me; I wish! They gave me this life, A life of pain and sadness That I do not deserve; I think. In this corner That I am in now I am crying ; once again, My face cowered in tears As the nights full moon Is trying to dry it, But the tears just Keep falling even more … All around me are trees As I sit on my balcony Watching the Moon Standing still and lighting The path of the road. I try not to think About the other People´s joy and laughter.. But I can not, I can hear tham all The way from the beach and That freedom makes Me wanna cry even more … I am stack in this house Until we go home, great home, With more empty rooms and More lonelyness. I am stack in this seal In my mind fild with darkness And pain that is in my life. I look to the sky And I see stars They are like little freckles On the face of the Early night sky, Each one brighter than the other Looking down on me Seeing my green eyes Cowered in bittersweet tears. I feel a shiver In my soul As I think of My beloved, Thinking to myself What if She is looking at the Moon right now as I am? ( No! ) What if She is alone right now as I am? ( No! ) What if She hates herself Just like I do now? ( No! ) What if She missees me Just like I miss her now?( No! ) What if? What if? She is the only one Who can hurt me, Everyone has… She is holding a knife Near my hart And with every rejection The knife is getting closer. Soon the knife will go Thru my hart And in time it will kill The last thing That is keeping me alive, In this seal of lonelyness… And then I am going to be free!!!  this poem go´s to everyone that has hurt me; emotionaly... (my loved ones, my parents and me ) through the last couple of months |
18.09.2006., ponedjeljak
Neki (zanimljivi) koncerti...
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Evo nekih koncerata koji ce se održati kroz 06/07 godinu u ZAGREBU... 25.9. pon Enslaved and Vreid Močvara, Zagreb 5.10. čet Satyricon, Keep Of Kalessin and Insomnium Boogaloo Club, Zagreb (140 Kn) 8.11. sri (+) Amon Amarth, Wintersun and Tyr Boogaloo Club, Zagreb (140/160 Kn) 29.11. sri ( Bwahahaha!!!) Cradle Of Filth Boogaloo Club, Zagreb 4.12. pon Vader Močvara, Zagreb 22.1. pon Deicide, Visceral Bleeding and Psycroptic Močvara, Zagreb 1.2. čet (+) Therion and Grave Digger Boogaloo Club, Zagreb ps.ako sam nesto (zanimljivo) fulala... nadopunit cu post kasnije.  |
01.09.2006., petak
the Sea
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It is calling for me, calling for me to go in, to taste its salty flesh and to be at one with it. I resist, but its call is getting stronger and so I obey it… I feel the coldness and warmth of it at the same time. I am going deeper and I love it, this pleasure that it gave to me is wonderful., And so I yearn for more, more time to be at one with the Sea… written:08.08.06.g. where: at the sea... |
21.07.2006., petak
THROWN PEACE
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This place, this people ... This feeling inside of me that I can not explain ... It just makes me die inside,. Death! The only thing that holds me in this place. I do not know why but it makes me want to reach out and tuch life ... with death,. which is a mistery to me now, when I think about it ... It makes me said because I know that it does not exist in my life. This may sound erratic to you, mortals, but I do not care, it dose not bother me at all... Because you do not know the difference between life or death ... You have chosen a life of sin that you can not change; ˝I can and I have˝. ... If you want to change I can not help you any more... no... You have to help yourself, my dear friends. Even thou I love you with all of my heart you have throun it away, like peace that your God gave you ... I have choosen death and so because of that I can not help you,. no... at list not any more ... Goodbye!  secound picce of poetry |
13.07.2006., četvrtak
25.06.06. 4Ivana
 I. Ou how I wish that you were here with me to share this bliss, but you were not. You live to far away … And you stil managed to break my heart with your words in a epistle … So I sit in this boat thinking of you, thinking of our cries and sorrows … But you are not here so I have been left here to cry, to cry because of you,. my darling … Again have been left alone to cry because of my lost love that has faded away in to the darkness … My dear angel of misery!!! II. If I had a blade I would cut myself and let blood run down my hand as Your pain has rained on my heart. I can´t change your feelings but I want to,. so badly My darling. Believe me … Some times I think of how my life would be if I never met you, empty, hollow, bare, a void … Oh yes … I so wish it was like that now that I know that you don´t want me anymore … My dearest lover III. I haven´t cryed like this for so long and for that I thank you! I can´t wait for the day of your return and your plea to take you back… oh I so can´t wait… Because I want you back in to my arms again… this is my first picce of poetry that I wrote this year Enjoy ... especially you Ivana written:25.06.06. where: in a punt ; on Kupa |
13.06.2006., utorak
Report s koncerta - APOCALYPTICA
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evo pisem ovaj izvjestaj s koncerta Apocalyptice ... kasnim zato sto sam tek sad (relativno) izasla iz transa ... mm... da uglavnom, bilo je prekrasno na koncert sam isla s mojom best frendicom (ever).. prvo je svirala neka trudna ženska (ana nesto), stvareno prelijepo, naravno svirala je na violončalu nakon nje bila je pauza nekih 15 min.  vec sam se bila zabrinula da mi ne otkazu koncert,  nakon pauze izasli su oni the most beautiful guys I have ever seen.. Eicca, Perttu and Paavo   bas su bili ... mmm... uglavnom prve dvije pjesme smo sjedile, a onda smo se ustale i otisle skroz naprijed, bile smo u tolikom transu da je to bilo mm... nemogu nastavit rasplakat cu se (opet) nisam bila ni u stanju slikat (jos uvijek nisam u stanju da pisem o tom koncertu) sve slike koje sam imam je moja frendica slikala s mobom... nisu bas nesto, ali bar ja znam da sam bila na njima i taj cu koncert pamtiti do kraja svog zivota. AH... IT IS TIME´S LIKE THIS THAT MAKE ME WONT TO BE A GROUPY!!! loves ya Silverclaw 4 the ticket...  evo nekih slika, ali samo nekih:   tu su sva TRI... Perttu , Eicca and Paavo tu je samo Perttu... |
28.05.2006., nedjelja
S.O.S. … HELP ME!
 Inside me I´ m screaming Nobody pays any attention to me If I had arms I could kill myself If I had legs I could run away If I had a voice I could talk and be some kind of company for myself I could yell for help but nobody would help me I´m joust going to see how I can go one like this 4u zicca § flekka |
17.05.2006., srijeda
RED
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this is one of my dearest poetry... so here it is I am the god of fire, god of anger I am the god of burning, raging blood I am the god of worriors and killlers the likes of which you´ve never seen before. One day I´ll bring distruction to your world and on that day, you will not know my name but what I do you will notsoon forget. Such is the anger of a god of fire. When mothers slit the throats of their own children to drink their blood, then will you know my hatred! When fire burns in blood of every beast and man is wild, brainless, squealing game. I will not come to you in raging chariot In secret fact, I´ve already arrived.  |
15.05.2006., ponedjeljak
The Sisters Of Mercy u Zagrebu!!!!
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jedan od najutjecajnijih bandova i utemeljitelja gothic rocka osamdesetih godina, nastupit će u Zagrebu 20. lipnja u prostoru Klaonica u Heinzlovoj ulici. Cijena ulaznice je 200 kuna (ah, nema se para  ), a od 1. lipnja 220 kuna  . U pretprodaji ih potražite na prodajnim mjestima u sustavu Eventima, Integralu, CD shopovima Dancing Bear, Aquarius, Planet Music, Free Bird, i Caffe baru Route 66. |
02.05.2006., utorak
Valpurgina noć
 U noći s 30.travnja na 1.svibanj slavila se Beltanska noć odnosno Valpurgina noć, pale se kresov, nose se upaljene baklje, vještice se skupljaju na svojim sastajalištima. Cailleach Beara ove se noći pretvara u kamen i neće se vratiti u svoje normalno obličje sve do Samhaina. Ovo je doba Bela, Baala, Belenosa, odnosno Valpurge u čiju se čast pale kresovi. U Škotskoj su postojale Baalove žrtve koje su se žrtvovale da bi se osigurala dobra godina. Papraqt koje se skuplja u ponoć 1. svibnja služi za zaštitu od zlih utjecanja i za otkrivanje skrivenog blaga. Nekad se bijeli glog smio brati samo na 1. svibanj. Ruža koja se posadi tog dana ponovno će cvjetati u jesen. Kresove - beltanske vatre - pale u parovima tri puta tri čovjeka, ili tri puta devet ljudi, velikom bakljom. U Škotskoj su se palile glogovim kolcem i poticale hrastovim. Ljudi su preskakivali plamen za sreću i plodnost. Stoka se vodila između dvije vatre da bi se blagoslovila. Govorilo se da ako dim beltanske vatre ode prema sjeveru, doći će hladna zima, ako ode prema jugu, proljeće će biti blago. Pepeo beltanske vatre čuvao se i koristio za čarolije plodnosti. Ovo je dan rituala plodnosti i vesele svetkovine i bacanja ljubavnih čarolija (spellova). Prave se košare pune cvijecem, nose se vjenčići od cvijeća, odijeva se zelena odjeca itd. Odaje se počast kućnim božanstvima. Ujutro 1. svibnja treba promatrati izlazak sunca i umiti lice u jutarnjoj rosi jer na to jutro ona ima magicna svojstva i osigurava ljepotu. Treba meditirati uz izvore jer oni cijele i daju životno važna svojstva i kvalitete koja samo takva sveta mjesta imaju i u kojima se održava Božica. Bere se cvijet bijelog gloga. |
27.04.2006., četvrtak
'A Vampire's Tragedy: One'
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Where: Federal Reality Commission Headquarters, New York City, North America, FRC-Earth. When: 1330 hours, Sunday, January 21, 2001. "Hacker! Are they out of their minds?" "Jake, what I'm trying to say is--" "Are they out of their minds?" "This is of great importance to the Commission, Jake." "Are they out of their--?" "Jake!" The lieutenant quieted down. The tension had quickly reached the boiling, though none had existed just mere seconds before the briefing. "This is very important from the boys at the top," Hacker One said, "They need to look good, and they need to look good NOW." "Throwing our butts into the fire in order to pull their out, is that it?" Jake replied. He sat back down on the desk and said, "That's what we're paid to do, isn't it?" Jake put on a smirk and leaned back in his chair, "I've been in the Commission for about six years, ever since I was fourteen. I've been in border skirmishes, planetary bombings, civil conflicts, and internal riots. But THESE people give me the creeps." "We do what we have to for democracy, Jake. Now, you have your orders. Brief your Reality Jumpers, and get in gear by twenty-hundred hours," Hacker ordered. Jake watched Hacker sit behind his desk before he began to walk out. In the doorway, he turned around and said with a wisecrack tone, "Why are we waiting for a diplomatic delegation to arrive at eight o'clock at night?" Hacker picked his head up and replied, "Theirs is a nocturnal culture, Jake." "THAT'S what I'm saying!" Jake eed, "These people are creepy, and you know half the Commission wouldn't touch these people with a ten-mile tether!" "Jake!" Hacker shouted, tapping his wristwatch, "Time's a wasting. You have your orders!" Hacker was under pressure, but he understood the dire situation Jake was given. So he smiled to himself as Jake turned back around, flung his arms into the air and mumbled questionable language. Where: War Room. When: 1430 hours. Chris shrugged, "That's all?" "That's all." "Escorting a diplomatic delegation through five days of peace talks is hardly our line of work, O fearless leader," Jackie said. "Oh, it is this week, Jackie. You haven't heard who we're escorting." "Well?" Mike asked, "Tell us!" Jake sunk his hands into his pocket, not being able to hold back for a moment longer, "It's a multinational delegation from Tau 5-2-8." Groans filled the room, even though there were only seven people seated around the table. Bryan, however, was ignorant of the reference, and raised his hand, "I don't understand, boss." Kim quickly responded, "It's an Alternate Earth deep within the Dark Zone. This is one of their capital worlds." The officer, stunned, was left to drop his jaw and stare into nothing with a look of horror before saying, "Oh, God help us." "Yeah, well," Jake said, "Divine intervention is not likely around here, mi compadre. Everyone here is going to report to the MediLab for inoculations. We will be at ID-Gateway Bravo at precisely twenty-hundred hours, where we will receive the delegation and escort them to temporary quarters. For the next five days, we will personally attend to their needs outside of negotiations, make sure they are comfortable while they are here." Karen raised her hand. "And no," Jake cut her off, saying, "You are not to give them anything that you wouldn't part with, if you catch my drift." Chuckles from around the table greeted the remark. Anything to put his Jumpers at ease, Jake thought. "Bravo Gate, twenty-hundred hours. Get your inoculations by then and suit up. Dismissed." One by one, they got up off their chairs and headed out of the room. Jake said to them before they were out the door, "One more thing! No one below command staff is to know the exact nature of these negotiations. You are not to tell them any specifics about these people or their situation. Break every order if you want, but you are not to break this directive. That's all." Where: MediLab. "This won't sting," the doctor said as he prepped to inoculate Jake. "Hasn't yet, Doc," Jake replied, "Still, sends shivers up my spine every time I think it might." "Have I ever steered you wrong, Lieutenant?" "Naw," Jake said, "So when are you going to inject me?" The doctor pulled his away the instrument injecting Jake from his wrist, saying, "I already did." Raising an eyebrow and flexing his hand, Jake was impressed, "Well. They just get more and more painless, don't they?" Walking away from the bed, the doctor scribbled some notes on his pad and told Jake, "That's good for seventy-two hours, so return in a couple of days to be re-inoculated, won't you?" Jake rose to his feet and replied, "I doubt I'll need THIS injection, Doc. They're just a scary bunch, that's all." "Still. Oh, the boys in the research lab just finished these little prototypes, and I thought you might like them," the doctor said, picking up a small box and showing it to Jake. "What are they?" Jake asked before he opened the box. "Contact lenses. I see fine, thank you very much." "These are special. Put them on." So Jake did. When they were both floating on his tears, he blinked twice and looked about the room. He shrugged, "Feels like those UV-resistant contacts I see on television. Strong suckers, too. But I got a pair of shades that do the job." "Hold on," the doctor urged, pointing at the eye chart in the opposite corner of the room, "Now, can you read the bottom line?" From twenty-five feet, it was impossible for Jake to read the letters, even with twenty-twenty vision. "No, sir. Come to think of it, these lenses don't do a thing to improve--" "Now, watch closely." Jake thought his eyes were going crazy. Instinctively, he covered his eyes with his hands and groaned. "Doc! What's the big idea?" "Relax, Lieutenant!" the doctor eased him, "I just readjusted your lens with this remote. It's completely safe." "What're you talking about!?" "Open your eyes, Lieutenant. And read the bottom line, if you please." Slowly and cautiously, he removed his hands from his eyelids, and gently opened his eyes. Jake blinked twice because he couldn't believe what he saw. "P...E...Z-O-L...C-F...T...D!" "That's right. That's absolutely correct." "Amazing. Ocular implants to see closer." "Up to one-hundred times closer, Lieutenant," the doctor said, "It's the perfect tool for snooping around when you don't want to be seen with clunky old binoculars." "Craaaaazy," Jake said, even more impressed over his new toys than over the painless inoculation, "Mind if I keep these?" "They're all yours," he said, handing him the remote. "Thanks. I gotta get going. Delegation's coming in a few hours." "Good luck," the doctor said, following him out the door, "Oh, and keep them away from the rest of us normal folk, would ya? I don't want to have to inoculate more people than I have to!" Where: Interdimensional Travel, Bravo Gate. When: 2000 hours. "Sorry I'm late," Chris said, straightening out his uniform, "Permission to join the welcoming group." "Granted," Jake replied, "Glad you could join us. With luck, we'll probably outnumber them." Jackie rolled her eyes upward, "God, just one of them is bad enough." "They'll play nice," their leader said, "They have no choice if they want to keep doing business with the Commission." "Sir," the technician interrupted, "Incoming transmission. Picking up four life signs. They should be here any second now." "So they're alive?" Mike asked jokingly. "That's enough, officer. It's time to greet our...friends." A hole opened up in the gateway, as light poured into the room. As the gap in the gateway expanded from floor to ceiling, one figure stepped out after another, until four figures stood in front of the interdimensional device, facing the seven officers waiting to greet them. "As representatives of the President of Earth and the Director of the Federal Reality Commission," Jake said, standing in front of his men, "We formally welcome you into our territory." "The pleasure is ours," the lead woman, a tall fair-skinned figure wearing a flamboyant dress, replied, "I am Kerri Wilshire, lead negotiator of our world. This is Prince Tad from New Europe, his personal assistant Keaira Donovan, and my assistant Kern McDugan." "An honor to meet you," Jake said to all while shaking their hands, indirectly instructing his Jumpers to do the same, "Our orders are to escort you to quarters here in the building." "Actually," Keaira spoke up. With dark and mysterious eyes and skin just as fair as her partner Wilshire, she caught Jake's attention. "The journey was hardly tiring. We were wondering if we could tour your fine city for the night." "Well," Jake stumbled while clearing his throat, "I'm afraid that's out of the question. Ah, at least for tonight. We have to formally process your credentials and travel visas, and that requires your staying on base for the night." She and Wilshire bowed. "Of course," Keaira said, "Perhaps tomorrow." "Perhaps. Now, if you please, we are under orders. This way, everyone." Where: Elevator Bank East (high-capacity). One by one, the delegation, along with the members of Jake's crew, filed into the elevator. Chris was the last to enter the car, and the one who held the door open when a voice called out, "Please, hold that elevator!" It was Lieutenant Jeffries making the request. Jake recognized the voice and knew there might be trouble. He was the one whose team was escorting the other delegation around the building. "Oh, Jake!" Jeffries eed as his men and the members of the second group of ambassadors followed behind, "I didn't realize it was you." "Perhaps you should take another car, Kurt." From the delegation standing in the hallway, a woman peeked out from the crowd and silently greeted Prince Tad, who quickly shied away. The lead negotiators, on the other hand, met each other with courteous, if cold, glances. "You're absolutely right, Lieutenant. Don't worry about us." Jake nodded as Chris let the door close, but not before the Prince returned the woman's glance in kind. Where: Temporary Headquarters, medium security. The Prince, Wilshire and McDugan were easily whisked to their quarters along the hallway. All that was left for Jake to do was show Keaira around their temporary residence. "If you need anything," Jake said, "Just get the guy at the front desk on the videocom. If it's an emergency, just hit the red button. We'll be on base all this week so we'll get the signal if you use it. Is there anything I can get you or your delegation? Food? Water?" Keaira shook her head as they walked along the hallway, "No, thank you. We rarely need such nourishment. Will that be all?" "Well, I hope I don't have to tell you that you or anyone else in your group are not to go anywhere near the other delegation, or anywhere off-base without us." "Understood. Don't worry, officer. Despite what you've heard about us," she said, covering Jake's cheek with her hand, "We'll be on our best behavior." Jake felt no heat coming from her palm. He gently put her hand down, and told her, "That's all I ask. We will escort you to League Headquarters tomorrow evening as scheduled. Until then." "Until then," Keaira said, grinning. Jake felt no other compulsion than to smile back before heading for the door. "Double the guard duty," he whispered to the front guard as he stepped out. Jake entered the main sector of the floor, where the rest of his Reality Jumpers stood to wait for him. They looked on with intent, hoping for a word from their leader. But he let out a deep breath and shook his head. "Freakin' bunch of vampires." to be contined ako zelite citati nastavke ove trilogije... odite na elfwood   |
26.04.2006., srijeda
Apocalyptica u Zagrebu!!!
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04.06.06., nedjelja, 20:00 KONCERTNA DVORANA ˝VATROSLAV LISINSKI˝ (o nou... zasto ne u tvornici ili bogaloo? ), Zagreb koncert - APOCALYPTICA ahhhh  Sve popularniji classic/metal band dolazi u Zagreb. Ulaznice su u prodaji od 18. travnja na blagajni dvorane ˝Vatroslav Lisinski˝ po cijeni 180 do 220 kn,  ovisno o mjestu u dvorani. *kupila ja karte... BWAHAHAHAHA (sad sam mirna) |
'Vampire thingy...'
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The sun flaked away its dying moments as a pustule vomiting its innards for miles across an anaemic sky . Large clusters of clouds scabbed together forming a lesion scaled wrap across yet another pitch impaired dusk , and the skin less hills lay mute while I stared . But when I looked to my feet and the soils passive frowns below them I could here the pores of the hills stir and murmur . Its not often I come out side at this time ... not now , but when one lives in hope that a deserts sweat may have produced some type of liquid .. one wanders at the wrong points of night light. Even though the lands are bare and naked with vapid undertones there are those who walk unseen during the dark hours , and my bodies routine insists that I hide in a small broken shed while they do so roam and stray , most likely for the same reasons as my own do they meander here. They have not come so far as my wooden hovel yet but I have seen them from distances , they stalk the glances and govern the shadows , they are alas all there is . The planes of there faces are the wrong side of white , silhouetted against the dark more detached than part of it . Being said to have come before the darkness , and when I was alive I saw there food stocks. At first they arose as buildings and not easy to second guess , but after having stole inside I found that they were of quite another theme , shelves were fitted against the walls to the highest views of my eyes , and these shelves suspended large 7ft jars of glass like those you would imprison a simple butterfly in . Instead human beings lined the inside of the collection , wafting nude in some type of fluid. Younger entities dominated the superior rows of shelves , the eldest the lower areas . Some slender males in black garb walked in apon my horror but fortunately I did not enter there area of sight . I took the position of hiding behind one of the jars , oddly on the lowest shelf my choice of jar contained a young female . The men talking distracts my intrigue , I turn to there conversation again unfortunately a length of 20 metres separates us and disables my sight to envisage them properly . But from this distance I notice one distinguishing feature , two small nail like objects thrust obtusely over there lips from within there mouths , teeth . “This one here shall do nicely,” said one of the men as the other heaved up the jar with amazing force onto an unforseen trolley ,the body bobbed about like a cork, together the reeled it away to another building I suppose . I crept out from hiding in dismay only just realising that these were not actually considered as life but life force , a food in this world of cannibal type creatures . Then in this shaft of echoes I heard what I thought was to be a scratching , I turned to face the sound , the girl in the jar I had been standing behind was scratching at the glass of her jar . Others also followed in unison while all glaring directly at me , or my neck rather. To there surprise I hope I left back to my little apartment in the city , days passed and people began to go missing , in large masses until I was the only one left and with that I fled to the desert where there slowly coming along the sea of gravel . I’m the last one here as far as I know and as I have already stated , I can see them now , swaying inwards with the gloom , there hapless speech fluttering in my ears like a dispatched whisper . I can feel my neck tauten , I look down at my last little meal consisting of a bun and some shrubs. They clench along the sandy pathways , I can feel there slumbering steps . I look down at my bun while my hand begins to pick away at the blistering cover , little flecks of it fall apon its surroundings . They peal around the outside of the shed , one of them knocks the door away as a meanings of entrance , my little bun is now completely rid of its shell as my finger tears away at its inner dough fabrics . They fill in the dreariness of the rooms walls and one stands more forward than all the rest , he looks down at the bun ... then to me . He raises his hand and points to the window , motioning for me to gape out at its matter . Outside I can see two slender men dressed in black hold a large 7ft jar filled with some sort of fluid. The jar is empty and the glass lid has been removed . I gaze back at the leading one , he just nods as a short pyre of his two external teeth glint across his lips. from elfwood... with love... |
14.04.2006., petak
I´m coming
Jucer je dosla jedna moja frendica iz Trogira u Zg.  pa danas idemo u chmaru na GUNS 'n' ROSES .... ah..  cu na to ali nema vezebarem je ekipa dobra!  evo jos malo reklama:  THE ROCK ZONE predstavlja... GUNS 'n' ROSES PARTY! • 22:00 • 15/20 KN Srdačno vaš: dj White Trash Galore! |
22.03.2006., srijeda
'Tickling the Devil (poem)'
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Some people like to trick the devil: With a game of cards or dice. I think he needs a tickle round his middle. Make him laugh – that would be nice. Some people like to hate the devil: A demon with evil in his eyes. I think he needs a tickle round his middle. Make him giggle – to break the disguise. Some people like love the devil: Blood sacrifices, and the like. I think he needs a tickle round his middle. Not so evil – he’d prefer to smile. Some people don’t believe in the devil: Saying he wants a chuckle? Not me! But I do think he needs a tickle round his middle. Mysterious? And grinning? We’ll see! So, when he shows up at your doorstep – Saying you should be a demon like him. Give the devil a tickle round his middle: He’d rather chortle – it’s not a sin! :) |
26.01.2006., četvrtak
Theatres Des Vampires u Močvari
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EVO LJUDI... malo obavjesti.... iz močvare ja idem, pa ono ko hoce i ko voli gothic neka ide jeftino, jeftino DODITE! VAMPYRIA 2006. UTORAK 31.01. • V 20:00 K 21:00 THEATRES DES VAMPIRES (Italija) www.theatres-des-vampires.com PHANTASMAGORIA (Zagreb) www.phantasmagoria93.com Theatres Des Vampires su osnovali su 1994. Lord Vampyre (Vokal) i Fabian (klavijature) nakon raspada tada talijanskog kultnog benda Selpolcurm. Theatres Des Vampires su jedan od prvih bendova koji su stvorili novi stil Vampyre Metal spajajući horror i gothic tematiku s metal glazbom te sve što je povezano s vampirizmom. Njihova neiscrpna inspiracia je grof Drakula i njegovi sljedbenici. Stilski okaretizirani kao gothic symphonic metal dobivaju vrlo pozitivne kritika već za svoj prvi album „Vampyrisme, Necrophilie, Necrosadisme, Necrophagie“ koji je objavljen 1996. za etabliranu britansku izdavačku kuću Plastic Head. Na sljedećim albumima Theatres Des Vampires proširuju svoje glazbene vidike dodavajući dijelove klasične glazbe, elektronike, opere,... tako stvoreći svoj vlastiti i prepoznatljiv stil. Sa svojim četvrtim albumom „Suicide Vampire“ na kojem su kao gosti sudjelovali Valor iz Christian Death i Gian Pyras iz Cradle Of Filth objavljanog 2002. zadobivaju veliku pažnju od strane europskih i svijetskih medija koji proglašavaju „Suicide Vampire“ za jedan od boljih albuma u 2002. godini što je uvjetovlo nastupe na mnogim utjecajnim festivalima poput Wave And Gothic Treffen (najveći gothic festival na svijetu – Leizig – Njemačka), Gotham (London), Vampyria (London), svirali europsku turneju s Christian Death, ..... „Suicide Vampire“ je ujedno i savršen spoj black i gothic metala sa svim dodacima klasične i elektronske glazbe zbog čega Theatres Des Vampires proširuju svoj krug fanova i na gothic publiku. Zbog svojeg vampirskog image i live performancea su s jedne starne postigli kultni status i širok krug fanova dok su s druge stane privukli crkvu koja ih u Italiji, posebno u njihovom matičnom gradu Rimu proglašava za izvor zla i sotoniste pa tako nije rijetkost da na njihove koncerte dolazi biskup posvetit prostor i izvršti egorcizam mjesta gdje su Theatres Des Vampires svirali dok su im u Engleskoj otkazati neki od nastupa „zbog propagiranja samoubojstva“. Thetres Des Vampires imaju novi, šesti po redu album „Pleasure And Pain“ koji je odmah zadobio odlične kritike. Na novom albumu je ulogu glavnog vokala preuzela dosada prateći vokal Sonya Scarlet što se pokazalo kao vrlo uspjšan potez jer je uvelo potpuno novu dimenziju u njihov glazbeni izražaj. Sonya Scarlet svoje pjevanje ne temelji na tipičnom metal vokalu već svoj izraz pronalazi u karakternom i alternativnom pjevanju koje je vrlo upečatljivo i zanimljivo a pored toga na live performancima izvodi gotovo kazališnu predstavu. U sklopu svoje europske turneje Theatres Des Vampires nastupiti će i u zagrebačkoj Močvari 31.1. 2006. na happeningu nazvanom Vampyria 2005. zajedno sa zagrebačkim gothic bendom Phantasmagoria i za sada još nepoznatim gostima. Dj večeri biti će Tomi Phantasma. Rezervacija ulaznica po pretprodajnoj cijeni za goste koji dolaze izvan Zagreba na tomisega@yahoo.com Pretprodaja ulaznica: Kovač & Millennium, Masarykova 14; Planet Music, Ilica 37; Smart Shop, Ilica 37; Klon, Preradovićeva 12; Močvara, Trnjanski nasip bb. upad u pretprodaji: 35 kn, na dan koncerta na blagajni kluba: 45 kn |
