threesixtyfive : twohundredseven : dr. draw

June 27th, 2008 by Haeretik

Dr. Draw

Today’s performance at lunch was provided by Dr. Draw. Interesting mix of instruments - electric violin, electric guitar, electric harp, bass, keyboards and drums… was very cool though, lots of energy.

Anyways, check them out - here’s me reflected in the glasses of Tim, the guitarist for the group while performing at The Works Street Stage. Was a much different shoot - a little harder shooting a band of 6 as opposed to two. More pictures to come!

Here’s a video but it really doesn’t do them justice, they need to be seen live!

Be sure to check out the rest of the set!

View On Black.

Sir Winston Churchill Square. [?]

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threesixtyfive : twohundredsix : feeling so faithless… lost under the surface…

June 27th, 2008 by Haeretik

Linkin Park : Numb : Meteora (2003)

Insert revealing rambling thoughts here… probably won’t… venture under the surface with me?

Listen/watch.

EDIT:
For Word-of-the-Day : 2008.06.25
forlorn \fur-LORN; for-\, adjective:

1. Sad and lonely because deserted, abandoned, or lost.
2. Bereft; forsaken.
3. Wretched or pitiful in appearance or condition.
4. Almost hopeless; desperate.

UPDATE: Explore #258

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I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

[Chorus]
I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I’m becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can’t you see that you’re smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

[Chorus]
I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I’m becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

[Chorus]
I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I’m becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

[Chorus]
I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there
I’m tired of being what you want me to be

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threesixtyfive : twohundredfive : curtis santiago

June 25th, 2008 by Haeretik

Curtis Santiago

Going to be a good week for lunch shooting… the yearly The Works Art & Design Festival is in full swing.

This is Mike Schlosser, the guitarist for Curtis Santiago performing at The Works Street Stage. Be sure to check them out, really dug TKO.

And yes, this counts… I’m reflected in his shades. Heh, sorry for those of you who thought I got a new hairdo and career! Plenty more to come, took about 190 pictures, and had quite a few turn out!

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the set, hope to have the processing done over the next couple days!

Sir Winston Churchill Square. [?]

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threesixtyfive : twohundredfour : your own… personal… jesus

June 25th, 2008 by Haeretik

Depeche Mode : Your Own Personal Jesus : Violator (1989)

Not the song I had in mind but the one I did I waited to late and it didn’t turn out… anyways… have always loved this song, and the Marilyn Manson version rocks, and the Johnny Cash version isn’t half bad either. Nothing beats the original though!

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reach out and touch faith
your own personal jesus
someone to hear your prayers
someone who cares
your own personal jesus
someone to hear your prayers
someone who’s there

feeling’s unknown and you’re all alone
flesh and bone by the telephone
lift up the receiver
i’ll make you believer

take second best
put me to the test
things on your shest
you need to confess
i will deliver
you know i’m a forgiver
reach out and touch faith

your own personal jesus
feeling’s unknown and you’re all alone
flesh and bone by the telephone
lift up the receiver
i’ll make you believer
i will deliver
you know i’m a forgiver
reach out and touch faith
your own personal jesus
reach out and touch faith

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threesixtyfive : twohundredthree : don’t go chasing waterfalls…

June 24th, 2008 by Haeretik

TLC : Waterfalls : CrazySexyCool (1994)

Lame I know, busy day, had fun at the water park near town, family in town. Another 200 photos to go through… so you get man foot.

Waterfalls.

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Verse 1

A lonely mother gazing out of the window
Staring at a son that she just can’t touch
If at any time he’s in a jam she’ll be by his side
But he doesn’t realize he hurts her so much
But all the praying just ain’t helping at all
Cause he can’t seem to keep his self out of trouble
So he goes out and he makes his money the best way he knows how
Another body laying cold in the gutter Listen to me
Chorus

Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to
I know that ypu’re gonna have it your way or nothing at all
But I think you’re moving too fast

Verse 2

Little precious has a natural obsession
For temptation but he just can’t see
She gives him loving that his body can’t handle
But all he can say is baby it’s good to me
One day he goes and takes a glimpse in the mirror
But he doesn’t recognize his own face
His health is fading and he doesn’t know why
3 letters took him to his final resting place
Ya’ll dont’hear me

Chorus

Rap

I seen a rainbow yesterday
But too many storms have come
Leaving a trace of not one God-given ray
Is it because my life is ten shades of grey
I pray all ten fade away
Seldem praise Him for the sunny days
And like His promise is true
Only my faith can undo
The many chances I blew
To bring my life to a new
Clear blue and unconditional skies
Have dried the tears from my eyes
No more lonely cries
My only bleedin’ hope is for the folk who can’t cope
With such an endurin’ pain that it keeps ‘em in the pouring rain
Who’s to blame for shootin’caine into you’re own vein
What a shame you shoot and aim for someone else’s brain
You claim the insane and name this day in time
For fallin’ prey to crime
I say the system got you victim to your own mind
Dreams are hopeless aspirations
In hopes of comin’ true
Believe in yourself
The rest is up to me and you

Chorus

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threesixtyfive : twohundredtwo : chicken-n-beer

June 24th, 2008 by Haeretik

Ludacris : Chicken-n-Beer (2003)

Yeah, slack shot, tossed it up to a full album… what can I say, food was here and I was hungry! Gotta love some Stand Up and Blow It Out!

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threesixtyfive : twohundredone : these boots are gonna walk all over you…

June 24th, 2008 by Haeretik

Nancy Sinatra : These Boots Are Made For Walkin’ : Boots (1966)

dreamyouralive did it better. And yeah, I know they’re not boots… big enough to be though!

You all know the song, but snag a listen anyways.

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You keep saying you’ve got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You’ve been messin’ where you shouldn’t have been a messin’
and now someone else is gettin’ all your best.

These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin’
and you keep losin’ when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin’ when you oughta be changin’.
Now what’s right is right, but you ain’t been right yet.

These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep playin’ where you shouldn’t be playin
and you keep thinkin’ that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain’t HAD time to learn.

Are you ready boots? Start walkin’!

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threesixtyfive : twohundred : anyone out there?

June 20th, 2008 by Haeretik

Duran Duran : Anyone Out There : Duran Duran (1981)

An oldie from DD’s debut album… may as well stick with today’s TtV cross processing theme ;)

Snag a listen.

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I never found out what made you leave
Another day’s over just an hour to go
Well I tried to phone last night but you never answered
Just left me ringing on the line

Outside is there anyone out there anyone else outside
Woah outside love is there anyone out there anyone else outside

My face in the mirror shows a break in time
A crack in the ocean, it does not align
I tried to sleep last night, but I’ve caught ya dreaming
About days we used to wonder away

Outside is there anyone out there anyone else outside
Woah outside love is there anyone out there anyone else outside

Look out of the window maybe you can call by my name
Another night over babe another light comes on in vain
Well I tried to phone last night but you never answered
You just left me ringing in the air

Is there anyone out there (anyone out there) oh, oh
Anyone out there (anyone out there) oh, oh
Anyone out there (anyone out there) oh, oh
Anyone out there (anyone out there) oh, oh
Anyone out there (anyone out there)

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threesixtyfive : oneninetynine : what a wonderful world

June 18th, 2008 by Haeretik

Louis Armstrong : What a Wonderful World (1967)

Yeah… hah this shows my geekiness to the fullest extent! The Spore Creature Creator Trial is out! This was my first test creature… he’s/it’s a Scrwlng…

Heh, I’m sure Louis is rolling over in his grave, but I got the inspiration to use it for this shot from this video… and yes… Spore is going to be a wonderful world indeed!

And if you’re as geeky as me, hook me up in the Spore community (yes Haeretik there as well)… and check out my creations!

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I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They’re really saying I love you.

I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

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threesixtyfive : oneninetyeight : people are strange (a.k.a. WTF?!?)

June 18th, 2008 by Haeretik

The Doors : People Are Strange : Strange Days (1967)

I don’t suppose you’re going to let this count, eh Bill? (FYI, Bill challenged me to take a street shot with me in it)

Haha love that dude’s reaction…

Someone match this to a song so I don’t have to do my threesixtyfive today ;)

UPDATE: Song fits, may as well wear it! Loved that song when it was in The Lost Boys movie… loved that movie too…

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People are strange when you’re a stranger,
Faces look ugly when you’re alone.
Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted,
Streets are uneven when you’re down.

When you’re strange
Faces come out of the rain.
When you’re strange
No one remembers your name
When you’re strange,
When you’re strange,
When you’re strange.

All right, yeah!

People are strange when you’re a stranger,
Faces look ugly when you’re alone.
Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted,
Streets are uneven when you’re down.

When you’re strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you’re strange
No one remembers your name
When you’re strange
When you’re strange
When you’re strange
Alright yeah
When you’re strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you’re strange
No one remembers your name
When you’re strange
When you’re strange
When you’re strange

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