Thursday, 11 June 2009

LULZ

Imagine if Angels and Demons ended with Fatboy Slim's Illuminati playing during the credits.

===> Lulz

Friday, 5 June 2009

The day I lost my faith in humanity.

I was pretty young when I cried for ages wondering why anyone would wanna beat up a fucking comatosed snake into a pulp.


Baburam shapure,
Kotha jash bapure?
Aay baba dekhe ja,
Duto shaap rekhe ja..

Je shaap er chokhh nei, naak nei,
Daat nei, mukh nei...
Chhote nato haate na, kau ke shey kate na,
Kore na to fosh fash, mare na to dhush dhash,

Shei shaap jyanto,
Gota dui anto,
Tere mere danda,
Kore di thhandaaaaaaa!!!




.......what an asshole.

Wednesday, 18 February 2009

Its not me, it's YOU

Blah now last fm's started playing all this Kenny G marka stuff. NOT what I had in mind. >_< This is exactly why I miss pandora.

Late-night loverly syndrome: mone poree sheeeei raaater koothaaaa <3

The next best thing to a piano is sax I guess.

I looked up songs tagged 'saxophone' on last.fm....it's been a long time since they stopped playing the 12 - 2am smooth jazz show on classic fm. I will never understand why they replaced it with midnight classics with helen whoever! Wasn't "wake up to morning classics with omuk" and "relax with afternoon classics with tomuk" and "refresh yourself with evening classics with bhomuk" enough to make ppl BEG for SOOOOOOOOME variety? I suppose not. And jazz fm is no good cos they keep playing soul jazz or whatever..where do you go for your daily reccommended dosage of hey-arnolds-aboho-shongit-remindingish bluesy jazz?? I really really hope pandora comes back to the UK at some point of my life before I dieeee.

Anyhoo, thinking about this is ruining my "smooth operator" mood ;) I'm gonna go back to kapor bhaj kora. Where have all the late-night lovers gone? Long time passing ;)

Later.

Tuesday, 13 January 2009

Vanity Fair - Vanity Mela; lets have some confetti

There's sth highly pretentious about "the culture show" on BBC2. I started watching it initially cos there was this interview with Danny Boyle abt slumdog but couldn't even last 15 minutes (the show itself is thirty). I have to admit, I simply can't stand people talking about movies and music like other people don't get it. Like they're looking at it from a "higher" perspective which others aren't capable of reaching.




















I doubt having a fine arts/art history/any other art related degree would make the degree holder's comments on ^ more valid (technical aspects of painting excluded) than someone who only visits art galleries once in a while, or maybe even never except for posters they see on the streets/the internet etc. Unless they've had an accident that subsequently was the cause of several miscarriages which would probably help them relate to it at a different level but surely the aim of the piece is to show to people who haven't had that experience as well, exactly how life changing an accident like that can be by means of a painting. That's the beauty of art, and (this point people often forget) the whole point of art. It's done for people to connect to (usually artists say they do it for themselves, like it's a form of release, therapeutic, or even just personal entertainment etc), not to be used as a tool for showing off how knowledgable or cultural you are. Yakh. Stop misusing art you fucking losers. (On a different note professional artists would probably never have been able to make money hadn't it been for some of their customers being those "highly cultural" people planning to exhibit a fragment of their "learned and sophisticated" mind through buying a piece that cost them 10K+ *insert currency of your choice* to hang on their living room wall for all their guests to see. Btw I do realise they don't quite fall under the same category as film critics but what makes them appear similar is the sheer arrogance and snobbish confidence with which they sneer at what normal ppl have to say and chuck around their opinion like people are dogs sitting there waiting, wagging their tails to pick up like bones, the "wise words" which part from the mouths of these "better learned" in order to understand paintings/books/songs/movies better. Ehhhh wtf??)

It'd probably be more tolerable if these smartasses tried to sound a bit more humble with their opinion? Every single thing Mark Kermode said about slumdog during the show has probably gone through the minds of everyone else who watched the movie and thought about it a little bit afterwards or perhaps when they spotted the poster for it while waiting to catch the tube and stuff. Blah. Nevermind.

Sunday, 4 January 2009

Rumplestiltskin is my naaamee

omgggggggggg i had this video tape chhotobelay ..........the things i remember the most distinctly are the little sound effects..rumplestiltskin...god i hated this one it was twisted and unfair by every means possible but i guess it gives kids an idea chotobela thekei that life is gonna be a bitch..aro ki ki chilo jani video tay....its nostalgia that gives you goosebumps, tape tay fungus pore gesilo by the time i turned 5..i think i can feel the bhat makhano that my ammu fed me while the cartoons played.....



brrrrrr this feeling is weird. heh. meh.

Tuesday, 30 December 2008

Step up, step down, bend right, bend left

Originally posted on ag (but I've harboured these thoughts far too long to waste them on a mere reply which I'd never find again. They just seemed to pour out as I prepared to press "submit" on a one-liner reply, the story behind most of my blogs tbh). However, do excuse the unpolished language ;-)


lol i was so sure "dr. humayra abedin" pulled a stunt to obtain british citizenship earlier than the 5 year waiting period for her "highly skilled" visa would allow or sth. so that she could take a quick break to paris via eurostar without the hassle of a schengen visa. :P until she accused her parents of getting her admitted to a mental health hospital where she was "forced to take antipsychotic drugs and mood stabilisers that were wrongly prescribed". bullshit. yeah we've all heard the terrible lab aid stories and shit but i refuse to believe medicine practiced in bd is sooo fuc ked up. i can't think of anywhere else that would happen apart from bangla cinema. Either shey bhua kotha bolse interview te or we should all be aware of being prescribed the wrong medication that the doctor picked while he was blindfolded and recited "eenie meenie minie mo" next time either we ourselves or some close relative(s) or friend(s) are admitted to a bd hospital....

And bhua kotha bole thakle that was a terrible accusation by that selfish, selfish prat.

Shotto bole thakleo amar oke selfish prat bolar karon ase. She goes off to england to "study" and starts to live together with her "non-muslim" bf. Call me boring and old fashioned and uncool, but it's just that from that phrase (as reported by one of the news websites - i don't think it was bbc, might've been the guardian), I simply know the parents' side of the story is justified. Justified bolte ami boltesi na that her parents had the right to lie to take her back to bd and force her to marry this guy. I just mean that they as ordinary bangali parents, jara na jani koto jhamela koira meye re desher baire poraise, had a right to get pissed off.

Don't get me wrong, ami kintu forced marriage er pokkhe kisu bolinai.....even this faltu beti doesn't deserve to be married off to some faul guy she doesn't looooooove. But beti chalak hoile kayda koira jinishta handle korto. Baap ma ke mittha asshash/random bs story banay boila diya'i hoke, ar jei bhabei hoke. I thought daktars are clever/cunning/diplomatic(?!) enough to be able to keep their parents pleased as well as have an awesome helluva party all life long and not resort to teel ke taal kora and putting her country down before the eyes of the world. And I'll apologise and take it all back if somehow i ever find out that asholei she was telling the truth without an inch of exaggaration (rather than news reports or some autobiography which is surely due to be released sometime within the next five years - highly likely to be by the end of 2009 followed by a "lose weight with humayra abedin in 6 easy steps" DVD celebrating her 15 seconds of fame which tops being saved from some random miserable marriage by miiiiiilessss).

(okay fab ei kothagula amar pet er bhitor atkay chilo for the last god knows how many weeks, ever since the papers n shit were bombarded by her)..

on topic: ei apumonir kotha chinta korar age pls ei chhotto meyetake/meyegulare/onnanno chhotto bondhugulare bachao :)

http://www.unicef.de/foto/2007/english/index.htm

Goodnight.