Monday, November 30, 2009

Dream / Guitargeek

I had a dream last night in which I was looking for a person with a bit of adventure about them. Someone who was spontaneous and didn't care if it was odd to just jump on a bus/train and go somewhere. Next thing I know - I'm talking to a girl with "adventure" written on her jumper! Ehhh..how literal!

I finally had a lucid dream a couple of weeks ago. It was great - I decided to fly, of course! Something I've always wanted to do. I think the trick with prolonging lucid dreams is to really immerse yourself in it and forget that you know it's a dream! That idea proved to be quite hard though. I woke up because I knew it was a dream - you know that feeling? How gay.

I was at a gig a couple of days ago and ever since I've been checking out Guitargeek dot com. It's a little website that lets you know the setup/rig of a lot of your favourite bands/artists. The bands at the gig had a lot of fancy pedals and shit. I've been pretty much obsessed with the mxr blue box (see left) ever since, I've written to santa for it to arrive down my chimney. I've been working on my setup and I've just bought a big mentally loud amp. I seriously need to work on my toons and get into a band - it seems like so much fun.

Otherwise happy; lots of adventures; travel(going to dublin/london next week); music; sport; family and friendship good times. Things are good but I always want more! I'm not sure if anyone reads this anymore but a big HELLO! to anyone who is reading this. How's the future, any hover cars yet ;)? Ciao.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Live Video in Cork

Did some live camera work / editing for Meadhbh Boyd and her band recently. It turned out ok but the bottle of wine beforehand made things a bit shaky!!

Friday, February 13, 2009

Purposely Naive

I was nominated for "Best Actor" at the Oscars on Tuesday night. It was pretty cool; I got to dress up in a tuxedo and schmooze with Woody Allen. Of course I won the award, and was all set to accept it. However, unlike the Normal Oscars where you accept the award by walking up to the stage from the crowd, the Dream Oscars get you to come out from behind the stage. Fair enough, or so I thought...!

When my name was called, the silly doors at the back of the stage wouldn't open for me. Sabotaggge!!! I panicked; ran to get a glass of water (I dunno, maybe I thought it would erode the door?) but no luck. I finally got them open through brute force and some screaming. Dignified, I passed through the doors and expected to see the stage and my dear Oscar. Instead, I was led down what appeared to be an infinite hallway. Bastards! I heard over the PA that the award went to Benicio Del Toro, by default. My consolation prize was hanging out with a girl who was too scene for her own good. Great.

It was reassuring to note that sometimes my dream self fucks up just as much as I do in real life. All of this meeting Michael Stipe business was getting a bit too much, pfft! It was pretty much 1-0 to me after I ate a full tub of Rolo Ice-Cream on Wednesday. Also, my brother phoned me yesterday and I laughed so much that my face was literally covered in tears. That was nice too, it has been a while. Going out with John tomorrow for an anti-valentines night! Should be good :).

I'm watching the evening news right now. You know, all of this talk of recession can make a happy cat turn sad. I think it's important to stay purposely naive, within reason. I fully realise that some people in Ireland and elsewhere are so fucking broke right now, but why let it dictate how we feel? The economists are practically having a fit talking about "how bad we have it right now". Bush fires in Australia or the plane crash in New York State, that's serious. But since when did money mean so much? I know I sound like a delusional prick but rough economic times or not, you know, it's a shame if we can't enjoy it, isn't it?