Sound Wrecked

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Blabbering Backpains

It’s sembreak and what am I doing? I’m too much engulfed with these to-do, to-watch, to-fornicate and to-sleep your butt off lists of mine that I never made it to the completion stage, a.k.a. you need to materialize these lists of yours right? level. And I have tons of things to do everyday that I really don ‘t have to be stressed about but my overly-analytical and paranoid mind would otherwise process as strenuous work. Yes, I classify washing the dishes as strenuous work. I also don’t get to eat that much (not because food is unavailable, rather because I have an extremely addicting habit that I have to do before blessing my body with its needed partition). Sembreak’s a whore for pleasuring and torturing me all at the same time. And if i need a break from sembreak, am I quitting life in a sense?  

Diamonds.

I find this guyWhy so blue? amusingly attractive.

In other news, I missed Marina.

Going to sleep after my sister pronounced me as an internet whore cum delirious boy. True true. Destroy me that way.

Mine’s  more of a homemade knockoff. And it really is cheap. And environmentally-friendly. And efficient. And sustainable. Artist-economist eh?

Mine’s  more of a homemade knockoff. And it really is cheap. And environmentally-friendly. And efficient. And sustainable. Artist-economist eh?

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Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Hysteric

Don’t be! It’s more than breaking an egg and making it appear orgasmic. It’s much much more than that. 

Oscillation!!!

How would I fare when I lose my hearing?

I could not bear the thoughts of hearing aids, I don’t want any lacerations and clacking minuscule metallic cutters disturbing my ears’ business. I need to see an ear doctor and I’m starting to get paranoid thoughts about my present conditions. And yet I don’t have anyone to talk about it.

It’s more than my ears and the waxes inside that are preventing me to hear out from the world. I’m losing a connection, a vital hold to those who should be the most important people in my life. And as fluids from my ears keep on dripping, so are the tears leaking from my swollen lids.

Zits starting to burst, bones starting to crack, bedbug bites starting to itch. I’m a miserable man.

I’ve just started listening to M83 yesterday, and now their new single is featured on Pitchfork. It is like Bon Iver all over again. Freaking weird coincidences.

I need to replace another lost ID. Care.less.

Mercury Prize fearless forecast:
James Blake will win!
PJ Harvey is a close call. Hers was too political.
Can Adele subdue* them all?
Are the Brits ready for Katy B. post-dub intervension?
I have to listen to Anna Calvi first. Jezeeeeeebellll.
Tinie Tempah? Meh.
Elbow? I’m not digging them well enough.
And the rest are yet to enter my music stratosphere.

*random verb usage

Delirious. Could not get inside your head. Your mystified lyricism baffles me. Your Ray-Bans are too big. And the Blondie sounds are quite bothering me. Of course I’m partial, but you’re way worse. You set me on fire.

Delirious. Could not get inside your head. Your mystified lyricism baffles me. Your Ray-Bans are too big. And the Blondie sounds are quite bothering me. Of course I’m partial, but you’re way worse. You set me on fire.

(Source: psychoindisguise)

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