Are you coming to Water Rats next Monday? yeah! Well we have only wangled it so you can get in for a couple of quid cheaper. All you need to do is send us a message here of your name and the people coming along with you, and you will get in for £3 on a cheap guestlist! Now you can use this to your advantage a bit. Tell ya mates look ill get you in for a bit cheaper if you buy me a can of strongbow or stella on the way. So you get in for £3. Your mates get in for £3, and you get absolutely annihilated! Standard!

 

Right, people of London and the South East, we need you lot to do us a bit of a favour as well to help us out. We want this gig to be absolute carnage, literally sweat of the ceiling, stage dives ... the usual acts of savageness you do. We want you to help out on this by sending out a couple of bulletins from your myspace to your mates, and also put a couple of cheeky comments on your mates pages as well to help promote the gig. If you send out a couple of bulletins, and also comment ya mates pages (if you send 1 bulletin a day for 3 days, and comment about 10 people it will take 15 minutes tops) Let us know when you have done it and then we will send you a link to an exclusive live track recorded in Manchester. It is a new version which will give you a taster of what the recording we did with Paul Epworth will sound like. If you are gonna get involv ed send us a message entitled WATER RATS CODE on the myspazz with your EMAIL ADDRESS and we will send you the code.

so remember...

To get into Water Rats for 3 quid send us a message through our myspace and we will put you on the cheap guestlist.

 

To get Brixton Stories Live in Manchester,send us your email address through myspace, then send out some bulletins and comment a few peoples pages. Let us know when you have done it by sending us a message (also maybe who you have commented so we can see if you are trying to rob us), and then we will send you a link to download the track.

and finally get your arses down to water rats, get fucking hammered and fucking have it proper!

The Heroes X

 

 

here is some shit I wrote fucking ages ago ... i think I was an emo

 

 

this stuff was written about 4 years ago

 

 

oh dear!

 

lack luster, yo buster making me fell like i am NOTHING, STUFF IT IM MORE THAN YOU, MORE THAN YOU EVER WILL BE, WAIT I'LL SCREWW, N WHEN I CROSS YOU THEN YOU WILL SEE, THE POWER IN MY ACTIONS, MY LIFE IS A BIG REATION, AN OVER REACTION, I THINK NOT, YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING THAT YOU F*CKING GOT, MAKING ME FEEL AS IF IM NOT REAL, MAKING ME SEE WHAT LIFE CAN DEAL, ALL I HAVE TO DO IS JUST F&CKING FEEL, FEEL, FEEL, FEEL

sometimes it feels like its never ending, a future tense that is still pending, all i i am is the oposite of free, can you see the anger inside me!..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

Break down, wait now,  feeling around for the underground, wait now, wait now,  hearing the power of our SOUND, YOU LITTLE SH!T YOUR IN MY HEAD, WIDE AWAKE LYING IN MY BED, TO KILL YOU WOULDNT BE A CRIME, IT WOULD BE YOUR LIFE ON THE LINE, TIME, TIME, TIME, TIME, TO SEE YOU DIE IN FRONT OF ME, TO SEE YOUR PAIN WOULD SET ME FREE, DIE TONITE DIE RIGHT NOW, SO I CAN SEE YOUR FINAL BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW.

 

 

His eyes were closed, he saw her face,

this glowing beauty falling from grace,

he is mesmerised by her eyes and all that's about her,

its a dream in a dream if that was how things were,

 

for 20 years he kept his eyelid tight together,

to make this lucid reality last forever,

until one day he heard a familiar voice,

was it her, he would have to make a choice,

keep his eyes closed and stay in his own little scheme,

or open them up and see the woman from his dream,

 

He went though it in his head again and again,

should he stay in utopia? or possibly live in vain.

as he opened his eyes she was there,

this brunette with blonde bits and roots in her hair,

her skin was smooth and begged to be touched,

her body warm, needing to be clutched

her eyes were as spectacular as before,

there was something beneath it all that he truly adored,

he just adored her

 

 

Look at what ive done, made my shinning light, my lone sun; turn away,

What can I do, I tried to tell the truth and to be the one

Im not in it for me, my thoughts are filled with warmth and empathy

When will it be through, my thoughts and memories will unglue,

 

Cause we all know now, we all know

We all know now, we all know,

 

 Deep in despair, wish the hand of time would turn away

I hold you to me dear, want to wipe my shoulder with the morning rain,

Tell it too me true, even if I can help or know what to do,

As it all may come clear, why the silence you hold, burns up and kills my fear,

 

Cause we all know now, we all know,

We all know now, we all know

 

What you do, what you do to me

What you say, what you say affects me,

Let me in, let me in your mind,

Let me see, let me see you eyes

 

 

Cause we all know now, we all know,

We all know now, we all know.

 

 

 

The cut runs deep i don't know why,

Ignorance on my part please think please try,

Why does inside of me feel like a nauseous pain,

Everything is twisted, turned and re-arranged

 

Do I do it to you, make you feel like me,

If it is true why are we waiting to see,

id like to cut it out from deep within,

and turn this ugly Eulogy to a beautiful hymn,

 

Silence is not the cure,

There is a way to make it better,

Lets not make it premature,

Should i dot the 'i' or cross out the letter.

 

 

 

 

here is some shit I wrote fucking ages ago ... i think I was an emo

 

 

this stuff was written about 4 years ago

 

 

oh dear!

 

lack luster, yo buster making me fell like i am NOTHING, STUFF IT IM MORE THAN YOU, MORE THAN YOU EVER WILL BE, WAIT I'LL SCREWW, N WHEN I CROSS YOU THEN YOU WILL SEE, THE POWER IN MY ACTIONS, MY LIFE IS A BIG REATION, AN OVER REACTION, I THINK NOT, YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING THAT YOU F*CKING GOT, MAKING ME FEEL AS IF IM NOT REAL, MAKING ME SEE WHAT LIFE CAN DEAL, ALL I HAVE TO DO IS JUST F&CKING FEEL, FEEL, FEEL, FEEL

sometimes it feels like its never ending, a future tense that is still pending, all i i am is the oposite of free, can you see the anger inside me!..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

Break down, wait now,  feeling around for the underground, wait now, wait now,  hearing the power of our SOUND, YOU LITTLE SH!T YOUR IN MY HEAD, WIDE AWAKE LYING IN MY BED, TO KILL YOU WOULDNT BE A CRIME, IT WOULD BE YOUR LIFE ON THE LINE, TIME, TIME, TIME, TIME, TO SEE YOU DIE IN FRONT OF ME, TO SEE YOUR PAIN WOULD SET ME FREE, DIE TONITE DIE RIGHT NOW, SO I CAN SEE YOUR FINAL BOW, BOW, BOW, BOW.

 

 

His eyes were closed, he saw her face,

this glowing beauty falling from grace,

he is mesmerised by her eyes and all that's about her,

its a dream in a dream if that was how things were,

 

for 20 years he kept his eyelid tight together,

to make this lucid reality last forever,

until one day he heard a familiar voice,

was it her, he would have to make a choice,

keep his eyes closed and stay in his own little scheme,

or open them up and see the woman from his dream,

 

He went though it in his head again and again,

should he stay in utopia? or possibly live in vain.

as he opened his eyes she was there,

this brunette with blonde bits and roots in her hair,

her skin was smooth and begged to be touched,

her body warm, needing to be clutched

her eyes were as spectacular as before,

there was something beneath it all that he truly adored,

he just adored her

 

 

Look at what ive done, made my shinning light, my lone sun; turn away,

What can I do, I tried to tell the truth and to be the one

Im not in it for me, my thoughts are filled with warmth and empathy

When will it be through, my thoughts and memories will unglue,

 

Cause we all know now, we all know

We all know now, we all know,

 

 Deep in despair, wish the hand of time would turn away

I hold you to me dear, want to wipe my shoulder with the morning rain,

Tell it too me true, even if I can help or know what to do,

As it all may come clear, why the silence you hold, burns up and kills my fear,

 

Cause we all know now, we all know,

We all know now, we all know

 

What you do, what you do to me

What you say, what you say affects me,

Let me in, let me in your mind,

Let me see, let me see you eyes

 

 

Cause we all know now, we all know,

We all know now, we all know.

 

 

 

The cut runs deep i don't know why,

Ignorance on my part please think please try,

Why does inside of me feel like a nauseous pain,

Everything is twisted, turned and re-arranged

 

Do I do it to you, make you feel like me,

If it is true why are we waiting to see,

id like to cut it out from deep within,

and turn this ugly Eulogy to a beautiful hymn,

 

Silence is not the cure,

There is a way to make it better,

Lets not make it premature,

Should i dot the 'i' or cross out the letter.

 

 

 

 

Right ... this is an open forum on whether I have been a good little boy or a complete arsehole. You can tell me the stuff I done god, the stuff I done bad or such like. could be quite interesting some of the replies ... i wont delete any of them ... as I never have anything to hide anymore.

This could be the worse idea of my life


but anyways ... get scribbling

THE CARTOON SERIES WILL BE APON YOU SOON!

TELLING STORIES TRUTHS UNTRUTHS WHATEVER BUT AS THEY GUYS ARE AWAY YOU WILL STILL FEEL LIKE THEY ARE AROUND.

CHARACTERS SO FAR

AARON

GEORGE

JOE
JAK
SKINNY BOYS (MINK & BYRD)

TANNEN

AK-IMYOURMEIGHTY

ANGRY BARRY

+ THE HIDDEN VOICES?!!!!!

more to come xxx

For those of you that know the past little while has been a bit ... 'difficult'. to say the least.

 

But it all seems to be getting a bit easier with each day that passes.

I havent written a blog in ages so i am going to do one now ... whilst at work. The 2 weretakingover gigs were great. The first one inparticular. Probably one of the best nights of my life. The feeling that i had after cannot really be discribed, it was a bit of pride, bit of exhaustion, and I was just glad things went well and people enjoyed themselves.

Thanks to The Underground Heroes for being legends and putting on a wicked show and thanks to the view for playing out of their skins and also pushing my car to the garage cos i ran out of petrol and for letting us to the hotel room after the gig for a few more cheekies.

I have been writing a bit of my musak again, a couple of running titles 'Blinded by a thousand lights' and 'pill Music' The later being a drum and bass anthem that i want to get off my tits too!

I got a date with a swedish bird on tuesday - see how that goes. v.pretty but im a bit iffy cos she has the surname schultz. i dont know whether i can trust her.

This Summer just gone has been amazing ... Fragile sorted it out so went to Reading could have gone to V for free as well had i not already paid for it. Lounge on the farm was also a crack ... where are you Jack?

The past year really has been amazing, mainly due to people reading this damned orrible thing. LONG MAY IT CONTINUE!

Sitting their glaring at the fire place, feeling the warmth move swoon and radiate I close my eyes and it surrounds me hearing the fire crackled and burn, all over my dirty shirt I close my eyes and it surrounds me flames of cobra, mixing in and over, sitting their staring at the fireplace flames of cobra mixing in and over sitting their staring at the fire place when's it my turn, to cover myself in the ashes and burn when's it my turn, to cover myself Sitting their at an empty fireplace, feeling cold, alone, an alienate, I close my eyes and it absorbs me silence hurts my ears its deafening floating in an out of everything I close my eyes and it absorbs me flames of cobra, mixing in and over sitting their staring at the fireplace flames of cobra mixing in and over sitting their staring at the fire place when's it my turn to cover my self in the ashes and burn when's it my turn to cover myself in the ashes, ashes, ashes and burn sitting their staring at the fireplace(when's it my turn) Sitting their staring at the fire place(to cover myself in the ashes and burn)

well it was wierd, entertaining but wierd. alot of upset in the world of fipzie.com. Can i just tell people if it sounds like im taking the piss, i am, nothing more nothing less, no hidden agenda. I say things to wind people up, and I expect the same in return, i dont ever get personal if i do i only say your gay or something as im mature like that. I just dangle the carrot. if the people go for it thats what i want you to do, if you dangle the carrot im going to go after it. but at the end of the day, apart from getting dark, their was no carrot in the first place. if it doesnt make sense or is a bit strange, then its exactly like my posts. I apologise to anyone that is offended by my posts, but remember it is not the opinion of a professional, or someone in the know. its just a guy at his computer who is bored! Peace out Pinkila