Monday, January 31, 2011

Sweet and Simple Logo by Ash :)


Drew me a picture while I slept. Fuck he's talented.

Canon can suck me off!

CANNOT WAIT! You should see the quality of the Fisheye! And the Macro Lens! And the wide angle!
Check this out: Normal Camera.
Fish eye:
The wide angle/macro are just as insane!
The wide angle actually looks the same result as my $800 wide angle lens.

Sunburnt and Sunbaked.

I get sick of the sky for the clouds always pass me by.
They never stick around much these days, 
the northerly sea breeze, and sway of the tress always seem to hush them away.
So I stumbled inside to count the stars 
spinning in my head,
I fumbled and tried and fell from the sky and landed on my bed,
I got sick of the sky and counting stars so I stared into the floor,
shoes and bags,
shirts and jeans traced me from the door.
You called me and told me your troubles, 
how a boy liked you and cried,
Because you talked to me...
He realized he'd only lied.
He was in love with you,
And I don't think i liked that, 
plus it seemed to bother you a lot.
I remember why I stay up on the roof at sunsets.
To watch the clockworks of the universe, forget about the nonsense.
I can see the moon creeping up to brighten my skies, 
to outshine all the stars I had drowning in lies,
To outshine the comets that suddenly appear and blow you away...
Then disappear.
My skies right now are clear, a pale blue,
The sun shines brighter when I'm with you...
hope you know that.
When you're up on my roof with me, the clouds always seem to stay and chat.
So stay awake with me, tighten the grip of my hands, I adore your company.
We said goodnight and you rolled over to kiss me softly on the cheek.
If you really are my dream-girl, will I see you in my sleep?

She asked me to write her a story while I was practically green as gumby. 
I sort of like it.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Hollow Structure Lyrics.

Today I'm recording vocals for Centuries with Dan from Confession. Should be good, cept ive got fucking hayfever so a tad clogged and coughy.

Oh baby come up to the rooftop!
Now look over the edge...
notice the view isn't what we hoped it would be?
A gleaming city filled with hollow buildings.
You can knock... but no one will ever open up the door.
There's nothing but fake smiles framed on walls.

(From the walls, from the walls, from deep within these walls...
All the blood, oh the blood, it leaks onto my floors.
Please open up the door!
I need to see who's blood's puddled on my floor. )

We won't make another step, we've tripped down all the stairs we ever climbed,
there's no going back,
up to the roof to look out over the edge
and wonder if we could fly straight down through the cement
Into a brighter world.
A world with depth.
Deeper than your lips will ever get.
Lies can only get you so deep until you hit the golden truth.
We're not meant to be.
So I will have to set you free.
I loved you enough to set you free, can't you do the same for me?
How am I supposed to think?
Oh the guilt drives me insane.
How am I supposed to dream?
I dream of you and wake to scream.
How am I supposed to fly?
When you're anchored to my core.
How was I supposed to breathe?
When I found you hanging by the door.

Reckon anyone could give me their interpretation of them?
It'll probably make more sense with the music- and even better sense with a film clip like the idea in my head haha

Sunday, January 23, 2011

In between the city.

The thing I love most about my new iPhone is the Camera.
Fuck my SLR I should sell it.
Such a good Thurs>Sunday!
 On the Train going over new 6billion dollar bridge.
 Still on the train.
 Open bigger to check out the number plate! FckThWrld!
 Solve the munchie promblem, sesh at maccas.
 Hard Life.
 This couch has had some serious wear.
 Samual J Mitchell.
<-- Smokings chill but! 
 Rockin' out in Sam's bathroom!
 This is the rooftop decking we watched next doors party from and then challenged! AND WON!
Cartrip to Anglesea. 
 Family Portrait. :) <3
 Wrong way Pom!
 The Climb!
 I got sand in my pants!
 Ripcurl as.
 Glockenspiel ribs.
 Rock of Love.
 Bear Grylls.
 Silhouette Sailin'
 I sort of enjoy the over 'exposion'.
 Slight change of edit. 
 Lonely Stoner Mrs Solo Dolo.
 Found and claimed this cute little bag.
 I made Edwina climb alot haha.
 I like this.
 Such an average photo, crossprocessed into this! 
 What can I say?
 It's a Kangaroo.
 Natures loungeroom.
 Too much. But I sort of like it.
 Funky Trunks are how I roll.
 The ol' McSlippsta.
 I promised I jumped!
 Thud Ditch.
 SquintSentch. We needed Sunnies!
 Down ramp.
 Ed Fronty.
Judd Fronty.