Sunday, October 31, 2010

My first CoD purchase


This time around, instead of fighting off Nazi zombies as some nameless soldiers, you can take on the roles of John F. Kennedy, Richard Nixon, Robert McNamara or Fidel Castro as they fight to hold off the hordes in the Pentagon - Kotaku

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Danny Elfman - Can't See (useless)

We were both cast forth from the same pale hand
And we both moved freely in the shadowlands
And we both were sculpted by the same cold wind
And we both had armour that was made from tin
And I tried to find you, but it's useless
And I tried to speak, but it's useless
And I feel so bad and didn't know why
And it didn't get better as time went by
And I tried to be there, when you turned away
And I tried to find you, but you turned away
And I tried to find you, but it's useless
And I tried to speak, but it's useless
And I tried to find you, but it's useless

And you're so close, but I can't see you
And you're right there, but I can't see you
And I feel so dumb and I don't know what to do
And you're right there but I can't see you
And I realize that it's useless
And I feel out right, but it's useless
And I see you there, but it's useless
And you're everywhere, but it's useless
And I tried to say it, but my tongue got tied
And I tried to say it, but I'm numb inside
And I can't see you anymore
And my peace of mind has gone through the door
And I realize that it's useless
And I thought I was right, but it's useless
And I see you there, but it's useless
And you're everywhere, but it's useless

And I can't see now in front of my nose
And I know you're there, and I know you're close
And you're fading away - and you disappear
And I try to focus, but I can't see clear
And I don't know why I feel this way
And I can't control myself anyway
And I don't know why I feel this way
And I can't control myself anyway

And I feel so bad, now it's useless
And I feel so bad, but it's useless
And I feel so bad, but it's useless
And I can't see...in front of my face.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

The 600 Years from the macula on Vimeo.



Video mapping using current technology available in the entertainment industry, a whole new way. The main contents are the projections to cooperate with the selected object and try to break the perception perspective of the viewer. With the projector can fold and stress any shape, line or space. Evocative play of light on the physical object creates a new dimension and changing the view of the seemingly "normal thing".
Everything becomes an illusion

Monday, October 11, 2010

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Danny Elfman - Change

'Cause I like you just the way you are, I like this life just the way it is
And the castles all around me, have been melting now for years
And it kills my brain to think of all the time I wasted here
All the efforts, sweat, and broken hearts, the screaming and the tears

And I'm dreaming again . . . Floating in a pool of mud
Try to get back where I was and I don't really care

Got a little talking to, by the mirror in my room, and I don't really care . . .
Whispering voices from the dead, come from underneath my bed
And I don't really care . . .

I like my stupid life just the way it is
And the chaos that surrounds me like a flock of screaming pigs
And it hurts my brain to think of all the stupid things I've said
And if I could change the future I would change the past instead
And I'm dreaming again . . . and I'm dreaming again . . .

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

If my friends were Pink Floyd I would be the Syd

They Might Be Giants - Its not my Birthday

Well the rain falls down without my help I'm afraid
And my lawn gets wet though I've withheld my consent
When this grey world crumbles like a cake
I'll be hanging from the hope
That I'll never see that recipe again

As I walk, I think about a new way to walk
As I think, I'm using up the time left to think
And this train keep rolling off the track
Trying to act like something else
Trying to go where it's been uninvited

It's not my birthday
It's not today
It's not my birthday, so why do you lunge out at me?
When the word comes down, "Never more will be around"
Though I'll wish you were there, I was less than we could bear
And I'm not the only dust my mother raised

So, I'm rattling the bars around this drink tank
Discreetly I should pour through the keyhole or evaporate completely
But there'd be no percentage, and there'd be no proof
And the sound upon the roof is only water