I'm slowly getting excited about this Alice Cooper gig I'm going to see in a couple of weeks' time.
It's terribly nice of at least someone to be still alive and kicking and touring. In the past few years my hopes of both seeing the return of Pink Floyd (they could have, but then Wright died, so maybe not) and Michael Jackson (he went and died off too) have been ruined, so it's great to get to see someone. Also, you can not imagine my envy for mum, her sister and my cousin who saw David Bowie some years ago. I was too young to understand at that time, poor me.

I have a strong feeling that I should use a Cooper macro here, but I won't as I still will tell you about Across the Universe. So we have this 2007-made the Beatles musical-movie set in the sixties in America where a Liverpoolian (you, know, someone from Liverpool, yes?) named Jude goes to find his dad and then falls in love with a girl named Lucy whose brother named Max(well, I believe) goes off to the Vietnam war and then there are people named Sadie, Prudence, dr. Robert (who really was Bono) and some other.
The songs were good, as you might guess, but the music and singing wasn't really the best possible. One song did sound really good though, A Day in the Life, but it was an instrumental. The majority of the songs seemed a bit off, really, and only the ones relating to the plot had been subtitled (in terrible Finnish too).

I have to leave now. A macro, though, as I promised:

Does this song have the coolest piano opening ever or what?

It was yesterday that, thanks to a friend, this song stuck not only in my, but quite a number of people's heads. I've been unsuccessful at trying not to sing it aloud.

I was told to listen to Toto. More of this and other stuff around the corner.

//editin' later:

holy fooking hell people! WHY DID NO ONE INFORM ME OF THIS?


AAAA. Okay John looks nothing like John, but that Paul-playing guy who was in 'love, actually' too, that boy, he does resemble the real man.

I'm just thinkin' that they should make a PROPER The Beatles film. Or just a Lennon film. Or just the youth of John Lennon, whatever. But Still! I had been totally oblivious of this!

// and again:
If you ever feel bored.

Tchaikovsky has been one of my favourite classical composers for a very long time. I don't remember when I first consciously listened to his music, but I do know that I still consider him a true favourite of mine (along with Mozart - those two I love the best).
Some weeks ago we had to make a representation of a sort of a classical composer and my team (it was really just a pair of us) was assigned to Schubert. The teacher took his time thinking what to give us as we were the last team to get the composer, and I almost suggested Tchaikovsky.
I should have.
I really, really should have.

Mind you, I do love all classical music, not only those two composers. I love all of it ( and apparently this is strange - or so my classmate's face said when I compared another classmates 'currently playing' - some rap or other, to my classical waltz last Wednesday )

Well, yeah. Yeah. What was I...?

Yeah. I was supposed to come and tell you of the awesomeness of Princess Tutu again. I just gotta say that I'm glad I was so young at the time I first heard of it I didn't really mind the terrible name - had someone come up to me now I would've probably ignored it as some terrible children's thing and not given it another thought.

Which brings me to Utena. Now where could I find... *goes off to search*

You see it was because of this awesome person whom I adore to no end finnish artist guy girl . . . young woman (But haa haa I'm not telling you who!) made me watch Tutu and now I- BLAH.

Too much of a bother to write.
/not that you'd get the reference. It's the knock-out (whee totally! ...what should it be in English, I wonder) mushrooms Moomin episode.

.
And, uh, remember when I said that I'd (sort of) watched Code Geass?
Well. As you know I didn't quite watch it from the beginning to the end. I am tempted though, to give another try, just because of this:

Go Go CLAMP, save my day once again!
/I'm having some very serious problems here, people.

Okay, so I know I've said this of many songs (Regret, Mozart's 25th, Grieg's Morning Mood...) before, but I just might have found the most beautiful classical music composition ever.
Here be:


Not only is this like the most haunting and sad piece of music on it's own, the memories that I have of it are just terrible.
The scene in which the song is played is a nightmare sequence of Moomintroll's. He has a nightmare about Snufkin sailing on a little boat in the middle of a big, big, enormous sea. And then a monster comes up from the water and attacks Snufkin. And I can't even remember how it ends - Moomintroll probably just falls from the bed or something, but still. It's just terrible, and I was always really scared (there were only two things in the whole series worse than this: the Lady of the Cold and the Ghost Ship) when that scene was on when I was a kid, and one of the main reasons was probably the amazingly powerful music.
It was traumatizing (no giant turtles for me) and right now listening to it it just . . . worth a new tag, really.

Then the normal stuff:

Personal life:

School:
Four lessons of Art today - finished my 'Wheel of Time' (supposedly surrealistic) acrylic painting and decided that I'll remake Hugo Simberg's The Garden of Death - painting as a photograph. Now, all I need is a camera. . .
Then was the Maths test, which I think was quite easy, but I know I shouldn't say this 'cause if I do I'll get a 8 of it.

After school me and S. went to library - she had to borrow a book for her sister and I ended up walking out with the Beatles' Rubber Soul and Philip K. Dick's some book I can't recall the name. Then we went to the local Chinese and took some take waay, then I came home (she did so as well) and now I've been just sitting here and nothing.

Non-School:
*yawn*
I didn't have anything to say, until I yawned just there.
I've been waking up at amazing hours. I go to sleep between, um... six and twelve, and whenever it's closer to six I wake up before five o'clock. (And if I don't I still have an alarm waking me up between five-twenty and five-fifty. Need some time to wake up, you know.) Then I lie in bed for about two hours and then get up and go to school.
...
Mind you, I get reminded of how we talked ab - well, that is to say, they talked and I happened to be in the room - out the . . . eccentric ways of life of artists' today during our art lesson.

Non-personal:
Today is Bonzo's death day. For that, this:

We also have Page's beard.

I found the Moomin musics. Fiburaz.blogspot, bless that guy. I'm seriously fighting tears here, people.

Manga:
I sense there's ending in the air. Chapter 186 of xxxHolic, which I will read soon (like, right after I've finished this sentence) begins with the same words as the very first chapter.

...
I read it. It didn't end (not yet). And it was only like thirteen pages long (then again, they rarely are longer than 18 pgs). But I'm happy, because Doumeki is as awesome as ever, and I'm a bit sad too, for Watanuki, but at least it will continue. Now off to see if Tsubasa has been updated as well.

...
Apparently it hasn't. Doesn't matter really, though, 'cause Holic is my love, not Tsubasa.

... oh and YEAH! Maru and Moro welcoming Doumeki home was pure Aww.

Music:

The first ever the Beatles album I consciously listened to was Help!.

On the ninth all the Beatles albums were re-released as remastered versions. They went straight to the charts.

Yesterday I went to Itäkeskus, my intention to buy one of those records. I ended up in Anttila, and walked out with

The Deram Anthology by David Bowie (5 euros)
Led Zeppelin IV by Led Zeppelin (8 euros)
and
Live in Pompeii DVD by Pink Floyd (10 euros)

No Beatles, no nothing.
Had I known which album I wanted to buy I believe it would have been easy for me to just take the album and buy it. In stead, I had five from which to choose from: Help!, Revolver, Sgt. Pepper, The Beatles and Abbey Road. I was totally at a loss.

Then today I went in there again and bought Revolver.

Books:

I had this amazing moment of realization during our Geography lesson on Thursday. We were talking and writing about different kinds of marshlands, and one of them was called luhta. I then proceeded to realize that Litiluhta (a swamp in Middle Earth, no less) is indeed not a name invented by Tolkien, but a translation. Luhta (the type of swamp) that is wet (litisevä). Wonderful!
(Apparenly the original name is Wetwang, in case you're interested.)

I love my new icon.

( music meme )

Journal:
Yesterday I had this beautiful amazing post but for some reason the journal didn't want to show it. If it doesn't work now either I'm gonna be angry.

Movies:
So, yesterday I watched The Birds. It was good, but the end was weird. I mean, they just drove away. The End. Roll end titles. But yeah, just like stuff like Psycho, it makes you fookin' scared of stuff. Birds. Man. There just happened to be an article in Tiede that told why birds live in, uh, herds? No? Flocks? What's the word?
And tomorrow's Vertigo's turn.

( meanwhile on last.fm, a.k.a. 'Music:' )

Internetz:
Macros. I haz them. Loads, really. And you will be suffering of them for ages to come.
Also, as I yesterday renamed some of the contents of my 'macros' folder, I found this somewhat unexplainable picture:
It's from that stick-man mystery episode, I remember that one. I also remember the story. It was quite good. Cipher texts are always interesting.

Personal life:
I got a haircut this morning. I gave the barber two photos of David Tennant and I ended up looking more like John Barrowman. And there's nothing wrong with that. My hair's shorter that that though. AS OF RIGHT NOW.
You will not get a picture of me, as I already gave you two amazingly good-looking men. Also, I don't have a working camera, and the built-in webcam of this computer is not that good.

On a side note: they're thinking that time doesn't exist. Very possible.
I myself believe that now is always and that everything happens at all times. Sound weird? Don't worry. Just, try to imagine something, anything four-dimensional. Guaranteed 'Head goes asplodey'-effect.


Ooh. Solar eclipses! I love them. I don't believe I've ever witnessed a total one, but I would dearly love to! I think they're both somehow mystical yet perfectly scientific at the same time, and that's just something, you know, cool.

End:
Got to go now. Off to watch (The?) Clifters!

THIS.


In other news...

Journal:

The layout's changing again. I'm working on it, but it's gonna be a bit darker. I will have to dive ino the wonderful world of CSS to get what I want.

Music:

Fak. Alice Cooper's coming to Finland (yay!) to Tampere (nay) at Christmas (oy?).
I want to be there. Alice Cooper's one of the only alive-and-well musicians that I really adore. And fook, this might be my last chance at something like this. Also; Alice Cooper is like the embodiment of cool and grotesque and camp and gothic and AWESOME all in one.

TV:


Couldn't find a video (not that I expected to, really).
It's the one in which the grumpy man comes home and the wife knows everything he's thinking (she says them in her head and then the man announces them aloud) and when he gets some food he changes (literally, physically changes) and is really a lot nicer and goes all "What do you think if we went to opera tonight?" It's atria's commercial. Good food-better mood, eh?

Life:

Music:

Roger Taylor. Is a god like everyone else.
First of all, I ask you (really, do do it) to listen to some of his songs. A Queen song sung by him, perhaps.
Here be 'I'm In Love With My Car',
And here be a picture of him in the early-to-mid-seventies (the song up there was released in '75, on A Night at the Opera).


And here, just 'cause it happened be there on his last.fm gallery page, is yet another proof of why I should not be ashamed to death because I have the same kind of sunglasses as everyone else:

That's the exact kind I (and everyone else) have! Fookin' yeah!

And yeah, the reason for me to post stuff concerning him is that it's his birthday.


On to more boring stuff.

( Personal life )