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Draculas in Italy!! Cover Your Neck!

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Mon, 02 Jul 2007 07:58:45 -0700

Above is Gruppo Romm Draculas, the Romm (Gypsy) band that I met while in Florence. They were /incredible/ musicians and, though I didn't get too much chance to talk to any of them, they seemed very nice. The instrument between the stand-up bass and the accordian is a cimbalom, which is something like a very complicated xylophone... Well, perhaps more like a harpiscord (as that's a little more like how it sounds). I loved to watch that guy play. :D I have two CDs from these guys so I'll be uploading lots of tracks. :D

Classico Romm

Though I met them in Italy, they told me that they're from Romania. Romanian Romm. I couldn't help but think of Pietro and Wanda. But, of course, that wasn't the only reason I was interested in them. It's incredible music. To the left is one of the tracks I've been listening to a lot. I was a little surprised to actually them playing this when I saw them. (It just seemed too... Perfect? Borderline stereotypical? Hehe.) Well, they /were/ called The Draculas. ;)

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"Are You Drawing an Asshole?"

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Tue, 03 Apr 2007 16:50:52 -0700

That's what my fellow intern said when she saw this. ;P She just laughed and went on and on about how he just "looks like a real ass", asking "were you /trying/ to draw a prick? 'Cause that's what he looks like."

So I guess I succeeded. ;) But really, Pietro isn't /that/ bad... Is he? *snickers* 0 : - )

Pietro

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Sketch

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Mon, 26 Mar 2007 21:25:12 -0700

Part One of Many.

This is just a little expression study I did last semester for homework of, yes, Pietro. Now that I look at it again, after a little time has passed, I'm not so sure I don't want to make his chin a little narrower. I still like the drawing as a whole, though.

Pie Head

Now I need to upload my more recent stuff...

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The Futile

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Sat, 24 Mar 2007 21:21:43 -0700

The Futile

"The Futile" by Say Anything

Shit!
Nothing makes sense, so I won't think about it. I'll go with the ignorance.
Eat, sleep, fuck and flee; in four words, that's me.
I am full of indifference.

What do the old people teach us but how to die (die) die (die)
and what do those hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?
Yeah the futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful.
Futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful.
Futile, the futile, the futile so (the futile, the futile)

Taste. I have no taste.
I don't like these tiny portions with your artful abortions of sound,
sealed with a kiss, slathered in the sauce sarcastic.
So go choke on your irony.

What do the old people teach us but how to die (die) die (die) die
and what do your hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?
Yeah the futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful.
Futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful.
Futile, the futile, the futile so

I'm eating rat poison for dinner.
Pull the cord from the phone. I am dining alone,
Tonight, rat poison for dinner.
Pull the cord from the phone. I am dining alone,
So goodnight.

Love! I shall not love, yet I'll still sing about it.
I hope it covers the ocean in slime, the drama and drool.
I'm leaking the blood of a fool. (I'm full of it, I'm full of it, I'm full.)
Rat poison for dinner,
pull the chord from the phone. I am dining alone.
Tonight. Rat poison for dinner,
pull the chord from the phone. I am dining alone.
Tonight.
Oh I am dining alone.
Tonight. Tonight. Tonight.

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Ninja Poetry!

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Mon, 19 Mar 2007 00:32:06 -0700

Ask A ninja #35 - Ninja Poetry

... Don't ask.

Seriously, I just had to post this. It's too weird and funny. And to validate it being in this blog, I'm, um... sure that Pietro would find it funny too. Especially since he... uh, is secretly a ninja. Or something. *shifty-eyes*

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"Growing Up (Falling Down)"

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Sun, 18 Mar 2007 23:55:29 -0700

Growing Up (Falling Down)

"Growing Up (Falling Down)" by The Living End

I'm lying on my head
No I'm
I'm not in my bed
Just checkin' out the world
From a different angle
That's what happens when you trip
On your blindness always seems
For some reason
That it's happening to me

Why is it so
And why don't I know
Why is it so
I can't see the obstacle
In front of me
The obstacle
In front of me

Christ, I'm falling down again
It happens to me now and then
I'm growing up, yeah
growing up, yeah
I won't let it fade away
I promise to be strong and brave
I'm growing up, yeah
growing up, yeah

Open up your eyes
And maybe then
You'll realise the truth is in
The thoughts you hold
And not the obstacle in front of you

Why is it so
And why don't I know
Why is it so
I can't see the obstacle
In front of me
The obstacle
In front of me

Christ, I'm falling down again
It happens to me now and then
I'm growing up, yeah
growing up, yeah
I won't let it fade away
I promise to be strong and brave
I'm growing up, yeah
growing up, yeah

Falling down, Falling down, Falling down
Falling down, Falling down, Falling down

Why is it so
And why don't I know
Why is it so
I can't see the obstacle
In front of me
The obstacle
In front of me

Christ, I'm falling down again
It happens to me now and then
I'm growing up, yeah
growing up, yeah
I won't let it fade away
I promise to be strong and brave
I'm growing up, yeah
growing up, yeah

Falling down (growing up yeah)
Falling down (growing up yeah)
Falling down (growing up yeah)
Falling down (growing up yeah)
Falling down (growing up yeah)
Falling down (growing up yeah)

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"Fairytale of New York"

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Sun, 18 Mar 2007 23:25:00 -0700

I don't actually have the music for this one. If anyone else does and can kindly send me an MP3 I'd be forever grateful. ;) And I realize that Christmas has long since passed, but if you ignore that, it's actually rather fitting.

"Fairytale of New York" by The Pogues

It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, wont see another one
And then he sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
Ive got a feeling
This years for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

Theyve got cars big as bars
Theyve got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
Its no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold christmas eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of new york city
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the nypd choir
Were singing galway bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day

Youre a bum
Youre a punk
Youre an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse
I pray God its our last

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Cant make it all alone
Ive built my dreams around you

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SONG (For Kurt this time): "How I Go"

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Mon, 22 Jan 2007 13:49:41 -0800

Yes, for Kurt. I don't give Fuzzy enough love. This song just... fits his vibe quite a bit. Yay for the circus line - and all the many references to "Big Fish". :)

How I Go

Yellowcard

"How I Go" by Yellowcard

I could tell you the wildest of tales
My friend the giant and traveling sales
Tell you all the times that I failed
The years all behind me the stories exhaled.

And I'm drying out
Crying out
This isn't how I go

I could tell you of a man not so tall
Who said life's a circus and so we are small
Tell you of a girl that I saw
I froze in the moment and she changed it all

And I'm drying out
Crying out
This isn't how I go
Hurry now
Lay me down
And let these waters
Flow, flow

Son I am not everything
You thought that I would be
But every story I have told
Is part of me (Oooooooooh x4)

You keep the air in my lungs
Floating along as a melody comes
And my heart beats like timpani drums
Keeping the time while a symphony strums

And I'm drying out
Crying out
This isn't how I go
Hurry now
Lay me down
And let these waters
Flow…
Flow
Let it flow (LET IT FLOW) x2

Son I am not everything
You thought that I would be
But every story I have told
Is part of me
Son I leave you now but you have so much more to do
And every story I have told is part of you

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SONG: "F.O.D."

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Sat, 20 Jan 2007 22:03:31 -0800

I couldn't resist upoloading this one. I'm sure the feeling is mutual on Rogue's end. ;)

F.O.D.

Green Day

"F.O.D. (Fuck Off and Die)" by Green Day

Something's on my mind
It's been for quite some time
This time I'm on to you
So where's the other face ?
The face I heard before
Your head trip's boring me

Let's nuke the bridge we torched
2,000 times before
This time we'll blast it all to hell
I've had this burning in my guts now
for so long
My belly's aching now to say

Stuck down in a rut of dislogic and smut
A side of you well hid
When it's all said and done
it's real and it's been fun
But was it all REAL fun

Let's nuke this bridge we torched
2,000 times before
This time we'll blast it all to hell
I've had this burning in my guts now
for so long
My belly's aching now to say

You're just...a fuck.
I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck.
I'm taking pride,
In telling you to Fuck Off and Die.

I've had this burning in my guts now for so long
My belly's aching now to say
I'm taking pleasure in these doubts i pass to you,
So listen up 'as you bite thissss'...

You're just...a fuck.
I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck.
I'm taking pride,
In telling you to Fuck Off and Die.

Good...night.

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Thoughts on Speed

nobody@vox.com(A Quick One While He's Away) — Thu, 14 Dec 2006 10:38:47 -0800

Okay, well this writing thing happened a bit sooner than I'd anticipated (since I'm still in the process of studying for my exams) but I got a bit of inspiration.

Yesterday I had the opportunity to grab some comics, among them a couple of the old Quicksilver monthly series. I've been collecting them off and on - not exactly /avidly/ - but... well, I just can't help myself when it comes to a Pietro or Kurt-centric book. Especially not when it's in the 25 cent bins.

Reading through them got me thinking about the pitfalls of superspeed. I've contemplated it in the past, of course, and I've tried to bring it into RP a bit, but it's inspired me to highlight it a bit more. Especially as Pietro comes into his own in fighting ability - something which I've occasionally worried about in regards to the possibility of quasi-twinkishness - I think it might be good to play out the obvious disadvantages that his powers put him in. Why? Because it helps to balance him, of course. And I can't deny the appeal of embarrassing Pietro from time to time.

So, I'm thinking that - perhaps as a result of training - his powers are somehow intensifying. I'm not really going to make him /faster/, though I figure that training has increased both his speed and his accuracy at this point. Rather, I'm intending on making his power more pervasive. It /does/ crop up in his speech (more often as of late, in fact), but in terms of other ordinary things - for example, eating or walking - I can see it causing him much more difficulty than it does currently. Also, I've touched a few times upon his impatience, as everything happens relatively slowly compared to the speed of his brain functions and movements. I'd like to explore this more - and by bringing him up to a new plateau on terms of powers, it might force him to contend with it more.

This was primarily inspired by a scene in which Pietro is having dinner with his wife Crystal and the other Inhumans. To summarize, he was very uncomfortable - as he was well aware that Crystal's family hates his guts - and as a result there's quite a bit of internal bitching that's fairly amusing. Heh. When it comes time for the meal, he's having a difficult time staying still - as he says "it takes the staff three lifetimes" to serve them - and when he finally gets to eat, he struggles to pace himself for the sake of politeness... and still finishes before anyone else has taken a bite. Heh. I might scan in the page and the page following as his embarrassment is really rather funny - and it makes a good point on his frustrations/source of his occasional bitchiness. Heh. After he finishes eating, he attempts to occupy himself by catapulting peas into his mouth and generally moping as he waits for the others to "lazily chew their cud".

... As a side note, this same issue has a line that made me literally LOL. Pie's talking to Wanda and the dialogue goes as follows:

Wanda: Pietro! Are you /still/ pouting?

Pietro: Well, /someone/ must. There's enough forced cheerfulness around here to appall a Spice Girl.

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