Do you pull me up just to push me down again? [Pt.2]

So yesterday was the last day of the holidays, who cares, everyday at school is one day closer to finishing.

I spent yesterday well, not ideally though. I caught up with Chuck and Pus, and then we caught up with Blacky and saw Slumdog Millionaire. Not bad.

I got a haircut, I found out my ipod is still under limited warranty so hopefully I'll get it in for repair soon, I was too lazy to goto Buzz but'll go another day.
Tommorow I have learn to swim then basketball the hopefully Brownie will stay the night and off to AMSA!!!!
I'm pretty keen.

Anyway,
the AIS talent identification called back today, soooo cool. She asked me all these questions and it went well, I didn't say anything stupid. I'm not going to pretend that I think I'm going to get a full scholarship and be moved down there. But it was nice just to have a call from them.
And it got me thinking:

I could become a proffesional sportsmen, get paid an obsurd amount of dosh and fuel my tech-habit that way. Fuck that would make shit easy.

Oh well, back to reality.

I'm off,
haha i said dosh.
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The End of All Things to Come

* Make the baddy film w/ Pus
* Progress my Starving Student build
* Go for atleast one run
* Finish my book for english
* Work on my shot list
* Hang out with Gisela
* Hit up the 'pit.
* Goto Buzz and look at their AKG stock
* Get my Ipod fixed fuck ya


There we're the 9 things I wanted to do over these holidays.

• I've made a film, not related to baddy and not featuring Jack. So half a 1/3 of a point there.
• I've progressed on my SS build. Count it.
• I went for many a'run. Poinnnnnt.
• I haven't finished my book. No basket.
• I haven't even looked at my shot list. Ouch.
• I haven't seen Gisela. :(.
• I haven't touched no goon. Fail.
• I haven't been to Buzz. Phail.
• I haven't fixed muh pod. Ph4ilz0r.

Soo, two and a third points out of nine.

Let's plan my remaining Holidays:

• Read the English book tonight.
• Work on my shot list tonight.
  
• Wake up early, go for a run!
• Work on my shot list.
• Get a haircut at smithy and catch up with Gisela.
• Catch a sunbus into town, goto Buzz and the Apple Shop.

I guess goon will have to wait. hahaahahahahahahaha.

If I can do that, I'll be happy with my holidays.

My wants for tonight, first will be quenched soon and second will be quenched before the end of the year:

Can you handle it?

The Great Collapse

Oh god.
I just want school to be over, so we can do gap year and I can get on with my life.

I'm so fucking keen for audio engineering and maybe a bit of film editing on the side...

I can just imagine it, leaving on a flight from Cairns down to Sydney. Living in Llanfoyst St, Randwick and taking a 20min busride into the city Monday to Friday to attend SAE Institute and work on the weekend to fund any of my (many) needs.

Life will be cake.

repetitive deja vu

BFMV hosted Rage, Metal Detector on [V] and MTV2's Headbangers Ball have all churned out the same tracks. Fucking stupid haha.

Replica, a classic Fear Factory track has been churned out on Rage and Headbangers Ball, Stinkfirst by Tool has been on Rage and Metal Detector. Jesus guys, goood tracks but we wanna hear other shit too. There's three fucking shows on TV that play metal, lets work together maybe and make sure we don't bore the viewer. Also, the time slot is ridiculous.
Rage at Midnight to 6am and Headbangers Ball at 1am. And MTV play repeats of fucking shit shows all day... if it was Jackass and Viva La Bam all day I wouldn't give a shit. But 'next' and 'parental control'.... same shit, different stink!

Anywho, Chucks in the outback, Jacks at Tinaroo so lifes a bit boring. Brownie, Blacken and Ben are keeping it real... probably go watch Michael Dimertze rip up at classics tommorow. Then the boys will stay over here.

I found something else that will make future me happy, and, if possible make me even more broke!
Introducing the Netstream Digilinx:
Customisable to any amount of sources. Signal be broadcasted to any amount of zones.
Can control lights, video, audio, aircon, security. Sends uncompressed audio and visual.
Can be controlled by anything with access to a browser (IP Based) and has Intercom functionality.

So my house will be decked out with touchscreens in every room + hallway to control almost anything that can be controlled in my house.
After a short think about it, I probably won't hook up lights/security/aircon because they'll most likely need to be imported... the costs will add up fast.
And no doubt by the time I build a house there will be a much better system out there, hopefully it'll be integrated into every home without fail....... whoooo knows? All I know is that I don't want to forget about this crazy shit.


My house is gonna be so awesome, just gotta find:
1. Someone to live with me (preferably female )
2. Someway to pay for my needs.
3. A job that allows me to spend more time in my awesome house (i.e. producer in my own home studio)

Ok... so a good song just came on Headbangers Ball haha, which reminds me I need to rerip End of Heartache to LAME VBR V2 and FLAC. :) aaaaaanddd sooon!

Back to my awesome future, it's gonna be awesome. Maybe to earn some money on the side I could offer services that I want:

• Finding any/all music for someone in CD or Vinyl form, rip (in the case of CDs) lossy and lossless, organize and tag it.
• Design listening rigs.. heaphones (home/portable) and speakers.

Yeah, that's enough smack talk for one night.

Peace hustla!
lol

For Narnia?

Being able to start talking to someone, and instantly feel comfortable and 'warm' with them even over MSN and even after 1 month of not seeing each other (longer without a real conversation). Is so fucking awesome.

Fathole love.

FLAC > Isabella > B22/30.2/RSA Apache > HD800/K1000/Darth Beyer

Dream system above, I will own that [or the future equivalent obviously] even if i go broke.
I'll also buy some speakers to go with em, driven by the RWA 30.2. Delicious. Probably these actually.
Gawd I'd put my dick in them.

Anyway, back on track.

Obviously I'm going to be a very poor and lonely person, at least I'll have a good listening rig or four.

...and now for something to remind you of how it was:

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Yes, we know your going to Rockhampton

People often ask me why I listen to metal.
I usually don't dignify those nubs with answers. One reason, all by himself, is Mikael Åkerfeldt.
He could well have the most versatile voice in music today, yes, music as a whole. On one hand he has a scarily refined clean vocal, combined with the raw, aggressive growl that he can unleash... is just amazing. To top it off, his musicianmanship and lyrical talent is beyond most people... simply a heightened human being.

And he is one of many...





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Winter Overture

So turns out someone's been feeding me estrogen lately.
I actually think I'm more girl then guy at the moment.
I'm emotional, really emotional.

Now for those of you that know me well*, would know that I haven't cried in a while... but I want to.. and just before was the closest I've come to crying in a long while.

What triggered it? Listening to some Opeth really, really loud. The master lyrics combined with the intricate and evocative musicianship almost overwhelmed me. I know, wtf?

Anyway, I like to be in control... not just of myself, but of the people and objects around me. That's what is confusing me at the moment, I'm not handling this shit well....

I didn't run today (N), nor spin..
I think with spinning I'm just gonna concentrate on non-contact until i get my purpose-built stick. Otherwise foundations may be built sloppily. I'm really glad I've kept to spinning for all these years, it's a good factor in my life... very controlled haha.

FLAC > Isabella > B22 > HD800
> 30.2 > stereo speakers
> RSA Apache > Darth Beyers

Those 10 words will set me back about AU$30,000 haha. No-one will have a clue what any of that means or does but it makes me feel fucking awesome. Knowing what I want, how it works together, why and yeah. Audio <3.

I'm very excited about the next 24 hours, should be fucking cake.

Again, a fairly shit blog.

A red sun will rise tomorrow.

*I write as though lots of people read my blog, it makes me feel good inside.

Mos Def eating apple crumble

Hooooly crapo, last two days have been whack. I'll go dodgy order because it's easier.

Tonight is the craziest night Ive had in ages; myspace, last.fm, msn, head-fi have all been going nuts. I've talked to old/new/current friends about so much shit!!! The conversation with brownie, teddy, richo, free-as and many other special guests actually made me laugh out loud.... on several occaisions. My convo with emmagen was confusing, then funny, then confusing, then funny haha. Julia and Chuck were weird as usual and Jack and myself are as per usual: fucking awesome.

I woke this morning and decided to go for a run, fuck it will be good for me haha... im not 100% keen... but hey I'd like to be a bit fitter. I then helped Bruce for a while and then caught the 1E into town.

Many-a-familiar face jumped on that bus, but not until Chuck, Emmagen and Sarah hopped on that I broke the silence* haha. We made our merry ways into Cairns Central, the trip was boring... went through a suburb called freshford or some shit *boooooorrring*. We then got to Centrals, split up and ate.
Yummm, KFC... we saw cait and allison and the rest of the screaming girl crew... read pus' blog if you want a play by play.

It was good hangin with Chuck, I owe her like 45c though hahaa....
Ohhh and we saw Elise Shepard and she's nuts. And then I had work... good uhh. yeah im blank.

Back to current matters:

• Blackman will be here soon, AWESOME!
• I'm cut that I can't go camping with Chuck, next time?
• I want a contact staff
• I feel slightly threatened by something
• I'm pumped for AMSA (will have its own blog detailing dares and stipulations)
• I'm pumped for Nattos place and golf!!! Yeeee boii
• I'm pumped for watching the Gruen Transfer
• I'm pumped for gettin the ext. HD off Alex [House <3333]
  

Tommorow I want to run, practice staff, hit some cock [badminton for you n00bs] and enjoy some music...

I'm all over the place, not thinking straight... I haven't been listening to enough music... listening session tonight it is... burning in Q40s...

God I am all over the place... what's wrong matt?

What is wrong......?



*Verbed a KSE song

Man, It's So Loud In Here

As stated in the previous edit, before Jack's birthday we're going to buy new staffs.
He's going to get a normal 4inch wick-ed, 1200mm fucker. Linky for pus' staff!
Whilst I'm going to get a 3 peice inner core contact staff. Standard 4inch wicks, green in colour and more then a meter and a half long. Linky for my staff!

I woke at 10 to 8, started work at like 8.15, worked until 5... spanning two locations and jobs. And then pwn3d some shit up in baddy/fitness session. I hope I get paid well for this shit. I'll need it for the $150 contact staff.

Then jack came over, I worked on the tender and jack sat alone in the lounge room. When then played more baddy and now we're simultaneously blogging [for teh lulz].

I'm really warming to Marilyn Manson, very intelligent felluh. Anyway, I'm smashed.

Jack's out of my toppies on account of him choosing Jim [read: pedo-poo] over me. Fags.

I've decided I'm going camping with Chuck haha aweosme... camping... im such a city kid now. I'll get pwned in the wild... hope they have badminton.

My audio addiction has been put to a halt do to my want for a new contact staff and also due to my access to Head-fi today being limited. oh geez, there isn't any forums out in the wildernesss!!! how will the post-whore in me survive? who knows, I'll blog and let you know I guess.

Hahaha so lame, I feel really dirty right now... like... teeth are dirty, need to clean them... and yeah
dirty... and beck wright reckons her undies are superior to mine... dream on.

eeeeesssh gangsta

enjoi

[click, really very pretty haha]

A Siren's Soliloquoy.

[lol@douche]

So, I've decided I'm going to buy a long fucking staff with huge wicks.
20cm wicks. So out of the 1.4m staff (that I'll use for contact), 40cm will be fire.

EDIT: After careful consideration (watching awesome contact vids), I'm going to get a 3 peice inner core contact staff with 100mm wicks. Me and jack are gonna order together, so he'll get a WHITE handled 120cm (w/ 100mm wicks) and I'll get a Breakdown 3 piece CONTACT FIRE staff. It will be green and of a length of no more.... and no less then 1520mm. fuck yehhh.
Jack's is $88 and mine is $155, crazy shit i know... but it'll all for a good cause. CONTACT THATS THE CAUSE AHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAA. With a 11.3% discount we'll save ourselves $27.50.

Awe-fucking-some.

I work tomorrow, hey, I might use tommorows money to pay for the staff... there we go. :)
So, jack talk to ya mum about getting it for your Bday and we'll do a group order kind of thing.

Netball was fun, wee-mulligan played good. We lost by 1... other team was full of fucking faggets. Nuff said.

I work at monis tommorow, as mentioned above. should be slack, just the way I like it.

I have to get up at 7.10am tommorow so should be in bed....anus! imma wear the bogan-ist clothes (w/ boardies so minimum hassle regarding learn to swim).

ahhh fuck
lazy blog
new myspace default... pretty fun.
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Sharon Osbourne responded by saying:

Preamble: the title is redundant.

The year is 2011. Mattcalf, Pus and Benedictine OConnorvitch III (wow, we need a shorter nickname for him) are working alot to earn money for something. What you ask?

"THE WORLDS MOST BRUTAL FUCKING WORLD TOUR OF LIKE TWO FUCKING COUNTRIES MAINLY CENTERED AROUND METAL FESTIVALS! Tour."

After working for a solid month and a half, earning as much money in as little time as possible we will book a flight down to Sydney or Brisbane the morning that the 2011 Soundwave festival happens to fall on, we shall hit up said Soundwave and the respective night.... we will fly out to a currently undisclosed location in Germany.

On arrival we will immediatley sell any unneccesary and minor semi-neccesary body parts on the black market for money. We will also auction off Ben's virgin-like knee vagina's to the hung German natives for copulous amounts of the local form of dubloon. With the ill-gotten loot we shall rent a crap-shack or the like and start working in honest and lucrative trades that we each excel in... myself will jump really high and exhibit my wingspan for money, jack will expose his nipples in peep shows run out of the local den and ben will solve complex index problems...
failing that, we shall all labour-by-day and bartend-by-night.

One early June weekend, right around one "Pentecostal Weekend" the GYC (Gap Year Crew, not to be confused with the Gay Youth Corner) will descend on Nürburgring in Eastern Germany... Modern History what?... Annyyywhooo, over three days Rock Am Ring will then take place. We will be among 75000 other drunk metalheads moshing our way around the Festivals of Europe.

Soon after Rock am Ring (or maybe Rock im Park, depending on logistics) we will head West, possibly invade Belgium.... and head over thy channel to the Promised Land (read: Donnington) for Download.... Spend about a month in the mother-country... maybes have a royal most... thats a thought, see how close we can get to the north pole and mosh... see if his Moshness: Santa will join us?

Then it's back to Deustchland for WACKEN OPEN AIR.
Wait for it, waiiiiiit.....

BRUTAL!!!!!!!!!!

Yes, I don't give a fuck who's playing. The sheer atmosphere, Hey-soos, awesome.

Uhmm
Then the rest of the year, we shall work and use the exchange rate to our advantage... come home and then study my degree in Byron Bay... awesome...
my brain is moosh, not even mosh, just moosh.

I'm out.

2k9

"Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with, I'm the fuckin' boss"
- Rick Ross

Riveting stuff, what a talented lyricist. In that same song, another stroke of genius led him to rhyme Altlantic with, wait for it, Atlantic. It seems repetition is the motif within this work of art.

Of the 515ish words that make up this song, 61 of them are 'hustlin'. Another fun fact: 4 lines in a row end with twenty-two, and three out of those 4 have 'twenty-two' appear more then once!

Vocabularies are getting smaller, people are getting dumber, more materialistic and music has been reduced to this SHIT.


Anywhooo, today is the first day of hollies. I woke up at 7.30am, showered and then helped Bruce with the tender documents... good fun. I had some pizza, watched Wednesday's Gruen Transfer and had a pizza for lunch.

These hollies I want to:

• Make the baddy film w/ Pus
• Progress my Starving Student build
• Go for atleast one run
• Finish my book for english
• Work on my shot list
• Hang out with Gisela
• Hit up the 'pit.
• Goto Buzz and look at their AKG stock
• Get my Ipod fixed fuck ya

Then Lismore after hollllllies hahaha... classic times.

I'll prolly post again later tonight, but for now I'm off for a re-boooooooot.

Bob Cousy totally uses knives.

My OS is like 12 inches. - Kirosia

Kirosia = Classically aggresive (both classic and aggresive, independently sometimes)
Partick82 = WTF
Kirosia + Patrick82 = People getting shot in the face
Linky.

Possibly the weirdest thing in the world: is this thread. Patrick82 is posting on an audiophile forum, asking about whether he should start a bakery and what he would need for said bakery.

And keeping on topic for one more terribly executed paragraph, some kandy of good ol' Pat and his US$25000 power cable:

[Please click this image, to see it in it's full resolution.]

In other audio-related news, Ray Samuels released a fucking beauty of an amp today. Balanced Electrostatic amplification at it's finest. Although few have heard it.... the looks of the thing are purely ridonc!

[Click this image to see it in it's full resolution. This is audiophile porn.. no questions asked.]

The things I would do for a RSA setup, would surprise/disgust/disturb/excite the general population.

Anyways, today I played two quarters of CISSA... me and brownie combined to create roughly 50 points. Then I played 4 vs 5 after Vakydis got fouled off for teh r0fls.
Now, I'm pretty wrecked and I'm going to bed.

Here's my line of the day -

But you forget that in your fairytale, bitch, I'm the wolf.

P.S: To put the title in context. I listened to 'Guns for show, Knives for a pro' yesterday.
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I didn't actually listen to music, but here's a plug forFB2K anyway: