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Saturday, November 27, 2004

im hung over

Im hungover, drank too much last night.
Saw the pixies. They were good, though lacked stage presence. Intersting crowd of 20-5 yearolds. I must say I am a large fan of the acoustic rhythm guitar, backed by rocking drums, thumping bass, and some sweet distorted lead guitar. i think im still drunk.
Once I sober up I will explain to everyone (with historical fact) that most americans decide who they will vote for based on which candidate hates "niggers and fagotts" more. If it doesn't disgust you, then you are fucking disgusting, and go fuck yourself.
Also my two cents on an interesting book that explains how 90s culture was a combination of the 60s counter culture, and the 80's me me consumerism. Interesting shit.

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Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Fucking essay and exam time sucks

Hello fuckers, taking some time to post a blog. First off if you are up for a laugh, go to www.fuckthesouth.com ohh its soo good.

How great would a United provinces and States of America be! The home of the Liberal, Peaceful, Intellectual, Artistic, good hearted, hard working, good looking, healthy, marijuana smoking and generally fucking fabulous people.
Let the red states have their own Nation. Let them give birth to NASCAR nation. Home of the tornado belt, the inbred, the illiterate, the god fearing, slave owning, farm animal fucking, gun toting, general purpose assholes. Who needs em! Sure we loose domestically grown orange juice, but we also get rid of a shitty swampy state that periodically gets wiped out by hurricanes.

I bet you in no time, rather then complaining about this portion of North America, they'd be praising and begging to join. After all I've always wanted to share a border with Mexico.

but alas no, we can't turn our back on our fellow man. That isn't the Liberal way. We must try and help these poor misguided fools instead.

Is the juice worth the squeeze? no it's not. I say the fuckers get one more chance. Expiration date Nov 2. 2008.
And now for a perspective on the Iraqi war.

And if anyone remember me talking about Mr. Chavez in Venezula a year or so ago. New developments! The obvious is now offical. Oh CIA, up to your old tricks.

For those of us unaware of what America has had its dirty fingers in, in Latin America. READ THIS.

Exam time sucks, and happy thanksgiving to all of America. Be thankful for..... not being in Iraq.

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Thursday, November 18, 2004

ok i wont talk about politics

in an attempt to spice up the content on my website, or rather add some variety, I am attempting to blog about something other politics. Ok where to start, I recently bought two books in the past two days: Bob Dylans "Chronicles Vol. 1" this is essentially a collection of diary entries from dylan. I've just read one about when he first arives to New York City when he is 21, talks of not having a place to live, playing in lounges and what not for free, just to keep out of the cold. Oh it is wonderful.
The second book I purchased is Chuck Palahniuck's "Diary", this is from the author of fight club. I've read just about everything else he has done other then fight club, and i enjoyed them all immensly.
Why have you bought so many books James? Well it is part of my own program I've created. Drinks for books. Rather then going out and drinking, I calculate the money I would normally spend on booze and put it towards books I've always wanted to read. So far I haven't been drunk since Friday, and I've only purchased 4 tall cans of beer. If you knew me personally, this is fairly impressive.
Watched the movie "waking life" its pretty cool, though you need to be in the mood to watch it. But I reccomend it. Till next time. keep your pants on your ass, and your fingers out of your nose.


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Wednesday, November 17, 2004

why is australlia so conservative?

I found myself wondering, why the fuck are those fun loving Aussies such right wing, conservative bastards? Australlias media is owned by a small few, and whom owns the majority of it..... Those fuckers at the news corporation, better known to us as FOX. If it isn't bad enough that Murdock owns just about every popular newspaper in Australlia, guess what else he owns.

THE NATIONAL RUGBY LEAUGE.

Fucking game over for Australlia. I could control Canadian public opinion, if i bought the NHL and the globe and mail.
Propoganda is everywhere, and my god is it effective.

side note, the News Corporation is starting to buy up the now available Chinese media markets. Sneaky fucker dont ya think.

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Tuesday, November 16, 2004

be very affraid

If we all thought the Bush administration was a warmongering, death loving, blood thirsty hawks.... to quote BTO "bu bu baby you ain't see nothing yet."

When members of the CIA start stepping down because they think the current administration is nuts, oh fuck look out.

Most of us remember her wonderful tip-toe bull shit act from the 9/11 commission, but for those of us who don't. Condoleezza Rice is the new secretary of state, replacing Colin Powell.

more on all this excitment later

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Monday, November 15, 2004

i sold my soul to the devil

no wait, it wasn't the devil at all, it was Jesus.
But man did i rip that hippy off.

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Sunday, November 14, 2004

Oakville breeds alcoholics

Well I spent the weekend in Oakville. Which was a good thing, because i think i may have drank myself to death had I stayed in Montreal. Friday night had a nice dinner with the family and then went out with my brother and his friends, ended up at the bloody shark tank.
Sharkey's seems to have become (maybe it has always been) a place filled with drunk, depressed Oakvillians, that are either dying to get out of there, or have no idea how the fuck they ended up back there. As we get older everyone seems more friendly to one another, but you will always have some asshole starting a fight, and far too many more willing to jump in.
In my opinion Bruce Springsteen kicks ass, as long as its mainly limited to him an acoustic guitar. Adding more shit just takes away from the best part of his music, which is his voice.
The war in Iraq continues, thousands die. Most of us continue to not be bothered by any of this in the slightest. I always hoped that with the invention of the video camera, and the internet, eventually world peace would be established, because the horror of war would no longer be unavoidable. None of this, out of sight, out of mind crap. What is classified as reliable news media in this country makes me sick. Anyhow before i get carried away. Douglas Coupland has a new book out titled "Eleanor Rigby". The Globe and mail gave it an awful rating, but I've always thought most of their reviwers were snobby, self proclaimed intelectuals, who most likely are one of those boring ass people that are constantly the only person talking at a a table full of people and are in denial of their own sexuality, or pretend to just be friends with someone they are terribly in love with. Yes thats a weird, stupid assumption, but i dont care, fuck you.
Hawksley Workman is doing his xmas shows this December. Get tickets if you know what is good for you.

May we all bath in eachothers missery and happiness.

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Wednesday, November 10, 2004

aghhhh

AGGHHHHHH

AGGHH i suck at school

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Monday, November 08, 2004

go rent or buy Control Room

Can't sleep, its shitty.
Saw the movie Control Room which looks at media coverage in Iraq, and it is a must see for all. Rather then commenting on all the wonderful things it points out, and explaining to you why you should rent this film, please just go rent it.
Also Coffee and cigaretes is a pretty dull film, and i dont reccomend it.

And before you go hating all americans for re-electing Bush, don't judge yet.
http://www.commondreams.org/views04/1106-30.htm

Now you can just hate all the rednecks, but then again you shouldnt hate them either, most of them can't read and thus can't form their own opinions, so they just buy into the propganda that is fed to them. And we ridicule them for having intercourse with sheep, they are sheep for christ sakes, its only natural.

My friend Andrew has started a blog, which seems to be a strange collection of random shit that falls out of his head. Mother fucker can play a mean guitar though.
http://www.flameretardant.blogspot.com/

going to start putting my awful music on the internet, im not sure why, but hey fuck, why not.
www.grapefruitrecrods.com

im a terrible student, it sucks, i feel as though i am doomed. must undoom myself.

Ah yes going to start providing educational films for free to all my friends and what not so if anyone has any suggestions please let me know. The current list consists of: Control Room, The Corporation, The Take, Bush's Brain, Uncovered, and whatever else i can get my hands on.

cheers

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Friday, November 05, 2004

my return to blogging

Well it has been quite sometime since i've posted or wrote anything so I figure i need to get started again. I was going to try and transform my grapefruitrecords.com into a new jamesmartinwindsor.com but have said fuck that.
I'm going to stick with this, its simple and easy, and im a simple and easy person.

From now on I promise to try and avoid talking about nothing but politics, after all nobody seemed all that interested. There are other things in life, and my obsessiveness wasn't good for me. I'll just get this off my chest and then leave it at that. Bush won, and that sucks, but would have Kerry been that much better? most likely yes. My feelings about the results are many but i'll just say this. Doesn't anyone else find it odd that the past two elections have come down to the winner of one state (Flordia or Ohio), and the fact that this state always seems to take much, much longer to count all of its votes then any other state? I won't go into details but if you are interested in why my opinon is shaped this way.
http://www.commondreams.org/views04/1104-36.htm

Now that out of the way.

Here is 5 minutes of a steady stream of thought from my head, to my fingers, and to your screen. you've been warned.

What I wanted to write about at first was the things in our lives that we keep from each other. The whole notion of personal and private life. That there are things that we wont tell anyone, wont even tell ourselves and that there are things we have no problem with everyone knowing. Who do we let into our lives, and who we keep out. I’ve always thought that nothing should be a taboo subject, and that everything should be discussed. We all think about so much shit but rarely ever share it with one another. Why is that? I’m sure there are psychological reasons for it, fear of rejection or some damn thing. Maybe we just don’t want anyone else realizing how crazy we are. “That’s some fucked up shit that’s going on in your head. I think you might be crazy.” We all have crazy thoughts from time to time, some more frequently then others, but none the less, everyone. The bloody president thinks he talked to god, in my books, you are fucking nuts if you are talking to god, but then again maybe that’s only because I’ve never talked to god before, or rather never lost my fucking mind. Everyone is pretty fucked up in my opinion, in one way or another. Every girl says every guy is crazy, and I’m pretty sure every girl I’ve met is a little crazy at one point or another (Which is understandable, all those hormones going through your body is like doing weird drug cocktails all the time). Who are the people that define this norm we call sanity. I know when I feel like I might be getting a little crazy, I know when other people are crazy (sometimes it takes a while). Or is it something that we all have collectively agreed upon and I’m out of the loop? I guess we could always just find the medical definition of the term, but should we really be asking Doctors what determines sanity, they were prescribing lobotomies at one point in time? Spending all your time trying to fight something as inevitable as death seems a bit bizarre to me. Trying to play god but having to take an oath not to play as god before you can become a doctor? Weirdo med students that start thinking they have every disease known to man kind. Don’t get me wrong, I love doctors, anyone that can dedicate there lives to such a depressing job gets my support, but I question the mind set of some of them. This is making me crazy just thinking about it.
There is something a little crazy in the fact that we all spend so much time trying to prove or sanity to one another, rather then just admitting to each other we are all a little fucked up. I guess that’s why honesty has never been one of mankind’s stronger characteristics. Well I for one see the virtues of honesty, and have been continually trying to be more honest to myself and others, I recommend that you do the same, its just a much easier way of living. On the note that honesty isn’t a common thing I say this: It is either that evolution has a serious flaw by passing off good traits for basic survival technique, or that if there is a university for creators somewhere in the cosmic universe, god must have been drinking too much and sleeping around rather then studying. I guess that would make god pretty human, and thus reinforce the idea that god is nothing but a man made belief, or maybe im just reinforcing my own beliefs. Damn you biasis. This rants over.


Well I have never done that before, and may never again, woot.

This is a letter from Hawksley Workman, talnted musician that i enjoy. He is playing in montreal and toronto in mid December, so get your tickets.

November. uncertainty in the air. i don't know if we realize the strangeness of the times we are living in. a funny cluster of people weakened by technology and misguided notions of fortune. is there a pure heart? is there a god with ears to hear prayer? i have been walking again. parked car. funny how the modern symphonies of our lives have become triple 'F' forte with burning, prestissimo tempos... we don't sound like music anymore. the pace of my steps and my heart seem to have reawakened my thirst. my desire and my connection to something larger than i am. funny little chaos. funny little strands. funny little bits of disease. redeemed by our art, by our kindness, and our occasional uncharacteristic moments of selflessness. alas, music. a glorious vibration. as we are too funny little vibrations in the shape of these familiar human vessels. connectivity. vibrations alike to themselves, with music making us one. water of one's sweat... sweat of one's piss... life giving all the while. importance is relative... what is right and wrong seems less so. i get scared for culture. our lovely sovereign voice. it is so much easier to hide from our truths. they are difficult and demanding. food, music, language, art, are all traditions of function and happiness. with these things we are at want for little more. so many reasons for fear these days... why no reasons for faith?? Not the church going faith... but the faith that is intrinsic in a culture of giving and confidence. in a culture of strength there is no need to fain humility... faith alone is humbling. november. uncertainty in the air. i don't know if we realize the strangeness of the times we are living in. peace before the snow...


love and happiness for all, till next time, james

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