28 February 2012

BIG DEAL / S.C.U.M at BUSH HALL



So, truth be told, the only thing I knew about 'S.C.U.M' was that the lead singer is Peaches Geldof's baby daddy. I only went to this gig to hear Big Deal. They are so good.

Anyway, we arrive, and I'm thankful as unlike venues in Dalston, this one is near my house. There are small groups of the standard teenz you'd expect to be here: denim jackets, small red beany hats, and blonde bleached hair. I felt like 'fuckin da system' and wore a Brasil football t-shirt. #Alt. This club music kept coming on as everyone was anticipating the bands, so instead of sitting there looking depressed, we started doing the robot. It even reached the peak of doing a dance routine. People tried to avoid eye contact, or would laugh at us. I just shot daggers at them, feeling really intimid8ing and badass.
Big Deal came on and I was surprised that the crowd was not full. I was obviously front row, and knew all the lyrics. I felt like I was bloody serenading the lead singer. She looked effortlessly cool in some baggy black tshirt with a choker necklace on. Envious :( They played 'Homework', 'Talk', 'Cool Like Kurt' and some other songs. Since I'm a super fan I desperately wanted them to play more. Tears were almost pouring out my eyes. Any time my m8s would start to talk during the set, I got violent. Dat showed dem! #4REALDOE


All of a sudden, the crowd got HUGE. I turn around, and see a flash of peroxide and anorexia. WHO COULD IT BE? None otha than Peaches Geldof! OMG BABES!! SO COOL!!! We kept taking pictures of 'eachother' when we were conveniently infront of her. Cheeky.

Right, so S.C.U.M came on. Thomas Cohen (the singer) looked liked one of those environmental enthusiasts, who hands out leaflets on the road, maybe having a crazy dreadlock in his hair. He was wearing FLARED trousers, barefoot. Don't play the 'I'm natural, one with the stage' shit on us Tommy.

Their music sounded all the same. I enjoyed climbing practically on the stage, taking pictures of the poor guitarists crotch and brogues. The lights were slightly surreal. The stage would be pitch black and all of a sudden there'd be some strobe light, illuminating my oily face and crusty nose ring. MM baby. Fuck that. Pink, blue, purple lights on off, on off 24/7. I literally felt like I was on acid. 'Thanks guys, this is our last song', said Cohen and accidentally my friends shouted 'THANK GOD', 'IT'S ABOUT TIME'. Guess that rules us out for being BFFs 4 eva with Peaches. :"( I LOVE THEIR SONG 'WHITECHAPEL' HOWEVER. IT ROX!!
Afterwards, I was walking around the bar aimlessly and one of the annoying girls with the beany hat trotz up to me. Bloody hell, what now m8? 'Sam and Will from Gross Magic say hi,'. And then she walked off, into the distance. DA FUK?

ANNA SAMPSON

27 February 2012

Poetic shit or whatever

As I'm laying in my bed, under my duvet, my eyes are wild. They are wild yet gentle. Gentle with an eternal longing. A longing making every hair on my spine stand on edge. A longing that makes me feel something I find hard to describe.

Dark clear sky, giant purple damp, right up near my flesh. This was the world. Well, the world that I never wished to escape. I looked out onto the distant orange and flickering silver, merging into one hazy existence. They seemed so far out, so serene, similar in appearance to a shooting star. The colours melted into my eyes, seeped into my mouth, making me feel pure. I never wanted to be dirtied with the truths of day again. As I lay here, holding on to this moment ever dream like I thought, how can I be here? Here in a place so false and unjust. A place filled with smog. Reality should be erased. All i want to do is be intoxicated with that dark beauty again. Become one with that night. However sadly, I can't.
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19 February 2012

dont wanna seem like a punk pu$$y, who seems like a punk pu$$y

Dn't b NOSE(y)

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEY.

So I got my nose pierced at Selfridges. Hurt, and i broke out in some heat rash due 2 nerves. I wake up the next morning and it isn't in my nose. I was freaking out and found it on my bed. WTF. So I go back to Selfridges and they don't give me a refund and can't re pierce it because it has closed and it needs 'time 2 heal.' I was in hysterix and yeah it was pretty emotional.

So now I'm effing getting it re pierced but on the other side next weekend. Takez da piss.

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16 February 2012

PROJECT X - screening

Vice allowed us to go to the screening for Project X, a film about to come out, produced by the same guy who did 'The Hangover'. On Feb 16, we went to see it.

I didn't really know what to expect, but we rocked into The Soho Hotel late, but it was all ble$$ because it had just started. The space was legit, LUXURIOUS, with cow skin chairs. #highlyf

Basix, it WAS FUCKING INCREDIBLE. It was a mix of Superbad, Skins and The Inbetweeners. Condensing the story line down, it was about a house party that was mamouth, and then failed terribly, hosted by three complete loserz. DRUGZ, SEX, TEENS, FIRE AND BOOZE. And dogz being lifted in the air by balloons. The mix of comedy, awesome music, nudity and action was spot on. I'm a harsh critic so believe me when I say, this is such a good film. Please go see it. All house parties will seem like dog p00 in comparison. #REALTALK

15 February 2012

BULLYING GROSS MAGIC


Twitter is a place where people talk to their friends or advertise their businesses or whereabouts. For me, this does not apply. I have no friends on twitter, apart from @OliviaChaplinOC, and a few others. My other m8s aren't relevant enough to get on twitter, and have stayed on facebook.

I use twitter to bully/attempt to become friends with 'indie' bands. Smith Westerns have been subjected to this, and now, lucky4them, GROSS MAGIC! @wiwbarr and @grossmagic if we're gonna get technical. The guitarist 'wiw barr', has like, 210 followers, but despite this never replies 2 us. :~(( :~~(.

I think it's their slight vulnerability and uncoolness that drawz me 2 them. Once we tweeted them and they rang Oli and did like, the shittest prank call ever.. something along da lines of 'Hi!!! This is Gross Magic's cover band' heeheheh wow aren't U guyz JKZ!!

Their music is actually good, I have some of their shit on my Blackberry. I don't know whether to show my face at another gig, for the fear of having a restraining order slightly makes me wanna krap myself.

LUV U GROSS MAGIC BB, HOLD TYT XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

H DOG



Hi every1. This is my m8 Hewey. This picture is edgy, and flatters his afro.

DROP

WAGWUN Y'ALL.

I'm currently pumping 'Hopelessly Devoted' on youtube, post Valentines bluez. #onlyGodCanJudgeMe

Tonight is the Project X screening, which I'm pretty hyped about. Will give an honest review of it. Fingerz crossed there will be free popcorn! Lolz.

Since our best friend/soul m8 Lucy has gone skiing, Olivia and I have lost da plot a little bit. We have made up we're in a mental home, and when we tell jokes we say 'Joke time at the institute.' You can make up your mind if this is funny or slightly sick/twisted.

Today my Dad kicked me out the house (Skins themetune playz), because I lied about going to some appointment. I totally 'pwned' the argument, parring him back when he bluntly remarked 'U will neva be employed or go to uni'. WOOO thanks Dad wuv U too <3

I stormed off and walked around the local park, scowling at the local dogs and OAPS, listening to Earl Sweatshirt. FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK M8888888.

13 February 2012

Who wantz 2 b ma Valentine???

U kno u want dis

Sandy, Can't U See?

It's been an emotional week. Last night Oli and I plucked out our black heads, and ate pasta. We also watched Grease. I warned her it made me really weepy, and standardly two minutes into the film I was dancing and then crying my eyes out. It was a bit of a bipolar moshpit TBH. We'd encourage each other to cry, like when the ending came when they all are "we'll always, be togethaaaAh', I'd come out with "what if when we are older we'll never see each other??". Da tearz started again. *wOoooo party*

Today we went to Chiswick and all put on accents for da thrill ov it!! Ehheehehehehe. Hewey put on a mexican accent but took it too far and kept it the whole day. #awks. We were in this alt record shop and Olivia asked for 'earl sweatshirt', as I head my head down looking at the Cds. All of a sudden I hear 'Do U happen 2 know where Tylor de Creatore Is?'. God bless Hewey thinking he is a budding actor persisting with the accent even in the SHOP. Bloody 'ell.

On the bus home we sat on the top deck (crazy). Olz and I had headphones in and I thought I was really LOL because I said "ok, this song I'm about to play is sum wicked new rap artist hold tyt'. Expecting some mad Odd Future style rap, Oli sat there w8ing, but to her shock "grease is da word is da word have u heard?" Started blaring into her earz instead! Hehehheh I'm sucha prankster.

God bless
XxxxxxX
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ahhh they are just too good!




WANNA SEE THEM LIVE!

12 February 2012

INTERVIEW WITH BIG DEAL

http://www.kollektivnye.com/?p=2919


No need 4 I.D security knowz me, lolz jkz, OBL.

So, standard alt night out. Denim jacket's out, cross earrings, and doc martens to feel relevant and luved in this harsh wurld. We venture to the 'hip' 'cool' 'trendy' area of Shoreditch.
OBL. Ol' Blue, Old Blu Lahst, Or plain old 'oh b L'. This pub is the hub 4 all hipsters, and people to do with Vice. They throw some pretty good gigs/events. Been there before and made fwendz, we thought, with the bodyguardz. We got a bit cocky and bragged about this, taking pictures, posting on myspace, flickr, twitter, google, tumblr (COOOL!!!!!!!)))). Despite our friends anxiety about not getting in, we assured them with 'Nah m8 dw da security knows us, lyk U may not get in, but WE will.' So we get there, and they're all Bless xoxoxo about us going in. It's some moshpit in there- literally stampeed of old men in pointy shoes with beards and button up tops (sw00n)!. We kinda give a smirk, like 'yh yh we got in here, we knw this joint, sfe sfe xoxo'. We go to the toilets, do a shit, and get back up there. I text my friend 'WE GOT IN!!! WOOOOOOOOOOO. YEAH BBZ.' If this wasn't cool enough, we bring them in and they don't get in, due to not having I.D. We're beggin, pleadin', willing to fla$h titz just to live the indie VIP lifestyle, but no. They don't let us in. Nope. So we go to try to get into Cargo. Fail again. AWKS. We pull out a rollup, start tokiNG up so we seem 'older' 'wizer' 'stronger' 'faster' 'better' hold tyt Kanye.
GOD LISTENS AND ANSWERS 2 OUR PRAYERS, AND BY SOME MIRACLE, A NEW BOUNCER IS AT THE DOOR AND WE ALL GET IN!! Smilez n' drinks all round!
There's some band who look 12 years old, one lookS albino with braces. Bless him though he was cute. There music was quite good, and we were the only ones dancing. To our right were some fucking Made In Chelsea tryhards with gelled hair slicked back with headbands, grinding on their Sloaney long haired gfs. PDA MUCH BBZ. LEAVE. DPMO.
We go out because the ambience got too heated and we needed a quick ciggy bweak. We get outside, and I swear I saw flashes of bodyguards, MandMs and walky talkies. 'Oi listen, yh, where R ur I.DS', the one bodyguard says, whilst munching on some coloured m&ms. HARD. I whip out mine, feeling sxc and free (jessie j) lols. He asks for the rest of ours and we endlessly made excuses 'listen, I liv in Brighton so, lyk I forgot my I.D, come on m8 giv us a break.' We also said we had evidence of knowing him, and got out the picture of him pouting with us. B8ED. B8ED. He kinda went red and said gigglin' with an m&m stuck in his tooth "is dat me"? As if he looked really fit, and wanted some compliments.. awkwaaarrrdd.
In the end, the walky talky was whipped out '4111' 'HELLO CAN U HEAR ME?? I AM WITH THE TWO GIRLS. LISTEN THERE ARE TWO MANY MEN IN HERE, CAN WE LET DEM IN?" What is this place? The fucking Ritz Carlton? Outrageous yo.
OLD BLUE LAST , MORE LIKE, this is the LAST time your and your BLUE M&Ms will be seeing us anywhere near OLD street.

7 February 2012

Project X

Hey yo! Vice are holding a bunch of house parties to celebrate the release of the new movie 'Project X'. The film's about a house party that gets TOTEz outta control due to being advertised via fb (bad move, bad move). I'M SUPER HYPED, AND YOU SHOULD BE TOO!


WIN YOUR WAY INTO THE HOUSE PARTIES ETC HERE, WHICH MAY I ADD WILL HAVE BANDS PLAYING ETC (FUCKIN KRAY) >>>> http://www.facebook.com/VICE?sk=app_341787712510152

6 February 2012

:"(

I'm so awkward w guyz I like can't speak to them without freaking them out or just being really weird and boring.

I wish dogz could speak cos then I'd have a boyfriend!

#feelingsad #lost #teenageyearz
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HAHAHHAHAHAHHAAHAHHAHHAHAA

creps304 up, 39 down
good lookin trainers, likely to be wanted by rudeboys
"ey bedjin gimme dem creps"

i wish i smoked weed so i could sing songz with lyrics like

'I only smoke bluntz if they rolled proPAH'

whilst rollin a fat doobie


I am currently biting my lips. Probs gonna have a lip bleed again. #blessme




Arni Interview

I still watch this and die a little bit. 'What's your name'? HAHAHAHAH I had posterz of him up on my wall. Watch and count how many times I say 'like'.

3 February 2012

The Warias- Part 1


This documentary is really interesting. Rarely do I manage to pull myself away from cultured trash online such as 'Pretty Little Liars', but this part 1 was enthralling and slightly eerie. Vice goes to Indonesia to speak to Javanese transvestites who study at an Islamic school.

WATCH IT YO

M.I.A- BAD GIRLS

God bless M.I.A. She is cool controversial, and her shit is catchy.

HERE IS HER NEW SONG, UPLOADED BY NOISEY.COM (the best music site in da world)


LOVE THIS SONG

2 February 2012

hair modeling soon. going 4 a grey kinda look. <3

MY GR8 MUSIC 4 U



- DIS 1 U CAN DANCE IN UR ROOM AS IF UR AT AN ((ACTUAL CLUB)) LYK I DO! LOLS.


- DIS 1 4 WHEN U JUST GOT SHOUTED OUT BY UR PARENTS FOR SPILLING FOOD ON THE SOFA. **SOB UR HART N SOUL OUT Y'ALL*


- DIS IS DA TUNE TO BLASY EN ROUTE TO THE LOCAL SWIMMIN' POOL. U FEEL LIKE UR IN CALIFORNIA, WHEN REALLY UR IN CHISWICK!! F IT DOE! LOLZ XOXO

COLD


Hey y'all. So I'm having a 'pity parT' as I have a splittin headache, a hacking cough and chapped/bleeding lips.

I'm practically on the tube with children pointing at me like 'mummi, y has dat gurl got blood on her face'. Feeling like fucking Edward Cullen I check my mirror and have blood gushing out my lips. MMMMM KISSABLE XOXO COVERGURL. Vaseline has stopped working on me. #LOSINGBATTLE

What's up with it being -4 degrees outside and it not snowing? I feel like I'm doing a strenuous workout walking down the street because it hurts 2 walk in the freezing cold. ***criez, buried in da snow****.

Today I wore a Tyler The Creator/Cee lo green/Snoop inspired outfit... Picture it : Bright green Abercrombie and Fitch trackies (I-CATCHING OR WOT?), Fresh kix (reebok hiking bootz) and hair in a bun. To add a kinda, hipster element I wore a chunky ring. So, since I was looking so fucking swag, it came as a surprise when a herd of school boiz starting sniggering at me. LUCKILY I WAS PUMPING 'TALKIN' DA HARDEST BY GIGGS' ON MY BB. they b h8ing on ma swag.

DUNKNOE, STAY BLESS N SHIT
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