4 Oct 2010

WE DON'T NEED THEM

 I TOLD YOU, I'VE MOOOOVED.

the site is still under a bit of contruction but it's time we all moved on.
AND IF YOU ARE PISSING AND MOANING (mum, let's be honest... maybe i don't want you reading this stuff anymore so i am trying to lose you in the interweb... LOL, JK!) ABOUT SPILTH'S FAILURES THEN GET FIREFOX. infinite benefits plus you can transfer your bookmarks ;)

anyway, this was supposed to be concise so here: SPILTH.CO.UK is here. it's not a new me but it is a new site. plus the added joy of meghan's (better) posts. she doesn't whine as much.

love you loyal kids. i will never remove this site so feel free to peruse my archives (oo-er)

kissezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxoxo

29 Sept 2010

fooooooooooooooooolk

i don't think six pounds ever bought me something better than what i saw tonight. not even when i saw good old mumfs all those years ago. i am the opposite of inspired and the opposite of that again. there is nothing worth doing when these people are producing this work, but at the same time, who is going to keep it up? i speak a different language to lyricists and musicians and for that, i feel i have something to give. not sure what it is though...

with these words i bid Crush farewell. i am moving. i am moving to work with the wonderous maisy mauw. she is just as awesome as me so we have decided to work as a team. if you miss me, come say hello at www.spilth.co.uk maybe it will change your life, maybe it will SUCK. fuck you if it does.

peace out, only four people read this anyway. <3

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

25 Sept 2010

i think i'm dumb

i believe in signs. i can't see you anymore. this is a universal you. i really want this year to come to a fucking sharp point. not a curve. you won't miss me that much.

In the new song gerard sings about how everybody wants to change the world but they don't because they are scared of the risk. if you read THE world as THEIR world, it makes a lot more sense.

overheard at work

boy (12): {Fondling the packaged food on the shelves he sighs heavily. His mother is walking away without him and if he is left behind he will get into trouble; she has picked up a red box. He picks up a similar box and sighs again} whispered to himself- i hate quiche.

24 Sept 2010

i lay in the middle of the skatepark tonight. the moon was stunning. the thoughts continue to flow. who needs wheels when you have stupidity and badass speeeeeeeeed. if i had the dexterity i could have made some of those ramps. the sky was incredible but the dark bits of the park kinda scared me.

gonna do a mini documentary about the life of my hands (except i might leave out the part about wiping my boppom.)

in other news:
pull this pin, let this world explode.
 " Holy shit! " 'we' ate my blood"... "

22 Sept 2010

my single service life

i will try not to develop an alternate personality who blows up big buildings and puts acid on your skin.

not gonna lie, i'm obsessed

fortune cookie

i needed bus money quickly. amongst a considerable amount of foreign coins i found a wee wish i had made four years ago. this entire situation just made me laugh so hard. i did not reveal any hidden talents at work that day.

17 Sept 2010

teenagers scare the living hell outa meeee



i'm freaking out. this is too good. too well written, too fun, too perfect. too in your face. it is (once again) a combination of themes and ideas he has been threatening to incorporate in some sort of creative circumstance from the last three years. it's the characters. its the bit at the end after the song, it's the way it reminds me a lot of bob. it's the quality. it's that amazing feeling i miss. it's i'm not ok 2k10. i swear noone knows, i could never begin to explain the way i feel about it. the word jealous is never enough.

15 Sept 2010

oh and i can put this up cos she's got it now

some freshers came to see me today. i really miss them. i'm positive about the new class but last year was so amazing. i feel kinda funny at the moment. "who are your friends gigi?" photos by paul john tron chan.

TOP OF THE WORLD, BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN


"Brace. Brace."

Terry and Barnaby flew us there and Murdoch MacLeod looked after us on the way home. I love to fly. When I am in the sky it seems impossible. Everything is suspended and unreal. Time stops and the people and cars underneath us don't exist. The clouds sit like membranes between dimensions. Some of them move by so fast and thin like dry sand on a windy coastline. The sunlight catches on vapour particles and refracts creating mini rainbows. It reflects off things on the ground. They glow briefly and are quickly extinguished like fallen stars. The endless flat clouds merge and resemble a soft static and a second terrain below. The clouds and the blue create a new horizon but while flying over water it is hard to know which way is up.

I would really like to be up there again.

14 Sept 2010

it's comin off

//WHAT//THE//FUCK//?//

i just realised (totally late i know) that the xx got the mercury prize. this is utter bullshit. not innovative. not exciting. not enticing. sure it's moody and indie and they have good voices but NO. NO NO NO NO NO foals deserved it. i'm not being biased here. they genuinely made one of my favourite records of the year so far. INNOVATIVE. EXCITING. ENTICING AAAAAAAAAND MOODY INDIE WITH GOOD VOICES. fucking industry shits are so deep in the business they can't actually see it.

12 Sept 2010

CONGRATS FRANK!

i cannot believe i missed this while away. i would have snapped up one of those babies. RAGING.

and anyone know or work out wtf this is about?!

ooooooooooooh man.

EDIT: in rereading this i would like to make it clear i do not want to "snap up" one of frank's newborns but instead the signed print. phew. 

if you hear me screaming today - don't bother coming to find me.

11 Sept 2010

how about you? forty-one to sixty-two?

i am lying in bed after the least stressful week of the last year and a half. i hope my brain knows to enjoy the next 10 hours of peace before i am hurled straight back to real life. not even real life...
listening to sweet passers by's drunken random snippets of conversation as i doze off to sleep.
need to start making some bloody lists.
i have 500+ photos to deal with and a life full of things to do.

goodnight. tomorrow won't beat me. nuh-uh.

2 Sept 2010

the quiet things that noone ever knows.

ben rayner
  
everybody believes they have no regrets but i have thousands.


i swear that metro gets it right three days late every time.

jules let's get those tats soon. i think if i don't do it soon i'm going to die alone.

31 Aug 2010

i have never been a massive arcade fire fan. but seeing them this weekend blew me away. they were pretty stunning. tight. enthusiastic. in love with their lives. it was really moving.

i am now having a conversation with a girl i haven't spoken to in the longest time. she has just reminded me of stuff about my childhood that i had no recollection of until now.

the two instances seem undoubtedly linked. i would do almost anything to find my way back.

now we're screaming sing the chorus again



happy birthday you beautiful human bean.

DISRESPECT YOUR SURROUNDINGS >>> WE DON'T OWE ANYONE A FUCKING EXPLANATION

before...
after...
just returned.
i need a shower, a bath and a drink
LOLZ.
i saw so many amazing and scary things weekend. it's knocked a lot of love into me.
i know now that it's all up to me.
got inspired.
big thankyous to my new friends and limp bizkit and arcade fire and weezer and georgia and my mummy and daddy.

see you next year xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

24 Aug 2010

when i say i'd die for her, it's not just words i really would.

i don't think i realised how much i am in love with my friends. today sucked so badly until i saw them (and mark everett) i don't think i even remember the bad parts anymore and i am so scared i will forget the good parts too.

23 Aug 2010

noone below

i like my new flat cos i can dance and stomp about and noone can hear me because its shops downstairs.
some dickass stole my phone. this is not me being a tool. this is not me just putting shit down and forgetting it. DEAR MUM AND DAD: I DID NOT LOSE IT. :( not gonna get myself down. too much to look forward to. plus for once i have INSURAAAAAAAAAAANCE hahahahahahaha and sleazy's has cctv. im gonna nail this guy so baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad.

DORISWATCH