Sunday, January 23, 2011

I swear

sooner or later I will actually write on this thing again, but I have been passionate about music lately. You can liken it to the time when I posted nothing but drawings of strange creatures. However you can download all of these for free. Yay. So, I will post this song, look for the little down arrow, click it and it's all yours. Also, please tell me what you think. I feel like sometimes I am just sending this stuff out and trying to hit the moon. If I miss, or if I make it, I might not ever know.

Dj Cliche

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Sorry, wait no I'm not.

I know you might be sick of listening to my songs, tough. This is my blog and that is the choice I have made. Well, I promise to expose you to more and more of my psyche. If you can decipher it, then you will be that much closer to me. (Sorry Dad, I went to work on Walking Dinosaurs but what I had didn't fit.) I did, however, make something new. Let me know what you think. Also, in case you didn't notice, all of the pictures on the sides of the songs were done by me and I think somehow, in someway, influenced the music I made. Enjoy!

Dj Cliche
(this will only come after I post a song.)

Sunday, January 16, 2011

I'm not sure why,

it could have to do with the lack of sleep I got last night. It could have to do with something I learned yet kept hidden for some time, but I made a song dealing with dinosaurs.

I think I might be getting a little more used to this system, but I am always willing to improve. Let me know what you think. I LOVE FEEDBACK. So, please comment, I would appreciate it.

Dj Cliche.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

I made a song.

So this is the first song that I feel proud enough to share. I hope you like it. It was after six hours of basically trying to figure out how garageband works. Also, I am glad that I can finally put my keyboard to use. Although I am not musically talented, I hope I can learn. Enjoy!

Friday, January 7, 2011

Here we are,

mixing it up. Trying to breathe, trying to live. Finding colors forming shapes, spilling into feelings. We see the clock and wait for it to slow down. That makes it go faster, we dance with the devil walking down the street. We laugh in the face of temptation and do it anyway. We swim with sharks and laugh while they see you as chicken legs and a roasted pig spinning. We spin and make ourselves dizzy. We learn how to start things, then we yearn for them to end. We smoke and enjoy the feeling of blackening our lungs. We fight just to rise our blood pressure then are curious when heart attacks happen. We sing, because we can and some of us think we are talented. We are. We aren't. We wake up and fall into showers, not knowing how others thought this a luxury. We drive just to stop and then we drive again. We smile at the stranger, hoping our sympathies are gathered. We shout when angry but really we are sad, we try to threaten our feelings away. We look at our shoes instead of others eyes because people have spouted mysticism about souls. We drink to be different but we are all the same. We drink to fit in, but we are all different. We smell the battles fought and praise those brave while condemning the fighting. We forget our animals instincts in disguises of humanity. We fuck for connections, nothing more than an electrical socket but nothing short of amazing on both ends. We dine to feed ourselves, that mutates to over indulgence. We think our next meal is not close enough. We hear laughter but don't participate, we envy. We laugh and wish others to join. We flush our cheeks again and again. We feel the world under us and think we have conquered it. We think about life not infinity. We are in awe of the universe and set aside time to cook eggs. We wear scarves in the winter, sandals in the summer and smiles in pleasure. We take pictures to remember, we take pills to forget. We are here.

Saturday, January 1, 2011


is now over. It has been fun. Regardless of the beginning, it ended up being a great year. I have my health, I have some stories and I have a future. I'm not sure what expectations I had, and if they were fulfilled or not. Well, I know and it did not happen. That is fine. Once we understand that things don't go our way all the time, life is much easier. You can breathe, and call it fate, call it destiny or coincidence. I'm sure that most of us can't pinpoint when the events that will shape our lives happen. And in those moments most of those who do recognize the impact that particular moment has, can only make one decision.

I have thought a lot about time, and it's meaninglessness. But recently, I have been focusing on it's purpose. I understand that although it is arbitrary, we have given it meaning. Days, hours and years pass and they mean things. It was hard for me to fight time, it is something engraved in us through the routines we encompass. Without time, the world would collapse. Sure people got along just fine without the consequences of watches and clocks, but they were a little bit craftier in how they organized their lives. The sun and the moon, the giant orbs above us, beyond us, held the keys.

I had a goal this year to read forty books. Although I did not succeed, I am pleased with the outcome. I read thirty-three books, exposing myself to some amazing writers, reading some old favorites. In the latter part of the year I read two amazing books. These have a secure place in my top ten. White Teeth, by Zadie Smith blew me away with the interweaving of the characters all distant, yet all connected. It also gave me great cultural insight on Indians, Jamaicans, Jehova Witnesses, and the British living in London. We talk about New York and its diversity, but we forget about the little island across the pond that ruled the world and brought those cultures in its borders way before we even had borders. Number Nine Dream, by David Mitchell, was an amazing study of imagination. It has a few false starts all over the book, but that is not a negative. It took the idea of searching for your father and spliced in the imagination of a twenty-something with an interesting past. It makes you guess, and it proves you wrong. Also, it was set in Japan, so I could relate a little bit. I have read a few Japanese authors, Murakami, and Mitchell is on par with the feelings, the actions and the nuances of this familiarly foreign country.

I had another goal, one in which I succeeded. I decided to watch 200 movies I hadn't seen before. I ended up seeing 202. I won't tell you all that I watched or even the good ones, just the great ones. But first here is what 202 looks like in terms of time and money. I spent 18180 minutes, or 303 hours, that translates to 12 days and fifteen hours watching movies. That doesn't seem like a lot but when you imagine someone doing this while working full time and reading thirty some books, and having an active social life, I would say that I am a little impressed with myself. Now, of these 202 movies I saw twenty-three in the theater. At an average of twelve dollars a movie that ends up being 275 dollars, plus and Icee when the chance was provided. Sure that money would have been better suited for... I don't know, I had a great time. Coincidentally I watched five movies of books I read as well this year.

This was a year for em to expose myself to things I love. Books and the cinema, both, in my opinion, noble pursuits. I'm not sure what goals I have this year but I know that the pressure (only from myself) is off and I can go back and watch some of those moves I loved (Inception, Black Swan, Kick-Ass, Scott Pilgram Vs. The World, An Education) Those were the great ones, But I am sure there were many more I missed. So, I'm not sure what I got from all of this. It continued my appreciation for the industry. I will probably try once again this year to watch every single movie nominated for an Academy Award, and keep tabs on the movies will see this year. I am, I have realized, a collector of experiences, and this way I can see what I have accomplished.

With the new year comes new opportunity. Although this year came with five of us lighting cigarettes in the backyard of a party we hopped a cab to get while, while the people inside shouted we were noticing the rain and then the fireworks. There were hugs and kisses to go around. That is the feeling I love. Everyone around the world in the respective time zones were hugging and kissing, smiling and thinking about the future. Without this time marker in place for people to take notice I this these expressions wouldn't be so available. We use time to make things important. It would be strange to do this on Sunday April fifteenth. But the first, everyone is all smiles. The whole world cheers and we are all one, for ten seconds before and a few after.