NO EXCUSE NO CAUSE

shift is hard to reach, pressing caps lock on specific letters takes time.

9h ago i ventured in the old town with some friends, one ultimate goal - to take pretty pictures so i seem cool to the fellow students in estonia. somehow, my proposal to "fuck it, let's drink" worked flawlessly, and at about 11pm we ended up in a small flat  drinking wine and playing guitar and this:

and that was incredible. an honest night with conversations, music playback, playing and recording, backrubs, smokes and drinks, oh. then i ask for a final cigarette, since i've ran out of mine 5h earlier and leave. the matches don't fucking work. let me just say that my mom bought a house in the countryside, it is nowhere near finished, therefore, for the past 5 years we've been practicing to make food on a fireplace. if i can make a fire in wind with a single match, i should be able to light a fag on a calm latvian autumn night. i wasn't, every match broke.

i make it home, open my facebook application and see a picture and it breaks my heart. three days grace is a terrible thing to quote, so i won't.

human interaction is hard. why do i fall in love with an outer league, why doesn't it stop, why did i built up a character i am not able to use to be happy? convincing myself for almost 4 years now that music is my passion and then it hardly means anything, because it is not exactly her field.

i am just drunk enough to roll out of the bed, that's great.

and if you assholes submit another university homework without capital letters or with through-out whining about not understanding, i will
do nothing, because that's how weak i am tonight.

one of my favorite readers said she has listened to every single song i've posted in blogs. that fills my heart with sunshine.

You'll die, don't die

The ambassadors masturbating in each other's faces was terrible. The event, supposedly celebrating Latvian independence, was just fancy standing around, president calling the museum a library, French ambassador singing so very off without realizing, shitty jokes all around.

Seriously, the Latvian president, who only performs about 3 useful functions maybe 5 times during his term, a representative figure of a country, should be able to give just a little bit better speeches than what he did today. Nevertheless, the next guy comes to the microphone and says "thank you, we are all definitely encouraged by your kind words" what the fuck, ambassador, you stand for a state, not for my opinion of a mediocre speech. 

And then assaulted verbally by another old lady, who was incredibly nice and very typically overtalkative. I'd love it in other cases, but if I'm saying that I could not care less for "cosmic energies" and how am I affected by "yellow" because I'm born in 1993, then old people should take the hint as well. I wish her all the best, but next time I'll leave 30 minutes earlier than I did today. 

There was a "jam" at the nice Living Room cafe today, rather disappointing. The band, I heard they're from a music school, started off by playing covers. Everybody performed professionally, but the song choices were absolutely not my taste. And female vocal (great voice, of course) is unbearable for my ears in this light jazz genre. 

A sudden realization. I'm not going to school tomorrow, because I can't bear to wake up and feel shitty and not have any food and my lips have exploded in the cold and I'm too tired to wash the dishes for 2,5 days now and no money at all. As I am able to type with my eyes closed, there's a chance I'll fall asleep while talking, that'd be great.

Bye

It is all the fucking same

Many people, actually, millions, have seen and heard how The Axis of Awesome perform dozens of songs to the same combination of 4 chords. I noticed the significantly often used pattern about two months before seeing the video, while actively learning songs on my acoustic guitar. Of course, at that point (16 years, I think), I'd rather learn songs people would like to sing with me in parties, and coincidentally, the people I drunk with wanted Zombie, Numb, It's My Life and some other junk. Same chords, alright, but how many are there like that? Lauzto Siržu Dziesma, Christian, 9 Crimes, Crawling, alright, what the fuck. Then I saw The Axis of Awesome doing this and now I'm cursed. The same chords everywhere, every genre, in every key and every rhythm, and I notice every time.

If all the cases were transposed to one key (I will use C major or the parallel key of A minor), the sequence is C-G-Am-F or Am-F-C-G. Now, it doesn't really matter, which chord is the first, because the overall sequence is the same and the same effect is achieved.

Technical details aside, I went through my phone playlist, which contains about 300 songs, and came up with a list of pieces, that I currently listen to, that have the 4 chords hidden somewhere:


Holiday 
Little Talks
Motion Picture Soundtrack (In the chorus)
Scenic World (2nd version)
Sinepes (Par Raimi)
Prom Uz Siltajām Salām (Partly - there's an 8 chord sequence: C-Am-Am-F-C-G-Am-F)
Tavas Mājas Manā Azotē (In the chorus)
Friday I'm In Love (8 chord sequence: C-F-C-G-Am-F-C-G)

Okay, not that bad. However, there is a very similar structure, that replaces the G chord (V) with E or Em (VII or vii). G and Em are very related to each other, 2/3 of the notes for the two chords are the same. Replacing G with Em sounds similar, but creates a rather sad feeling (because it is a minor and minors do that). If it is replaced by E (major), there is one additional note added - G#, forcing the Am to become a harmonic minor.

So, there are 2 new sequences:

C-Em-Am-F = Am-F-C-Em
C-E-Am-F = Am-F-C-E

Of course, this is a stretch of the original idea, but in reality, it is quite possible to replace the G with the Em and vice versa in many cases. If you're thinking "But you can't replace the chords, that's changing the song", that's exactly what my hypocritical guitar teacher once said and I can argue about this for a long time before getting tired.

Here's a list of songs in my phone playlist, that correspond to the new structures:

Covergirl (The instrumental parts in beginning and after chorus)
Empathy
Jeanne (Chorus)
La Redécouverte
Untrust Us
Blue-eyed Matador
Ashes (parts)
Crimewave (8 chord sequence: Am-F-Dm-Em-Am-F-C-Em)
I Belong To You (chorus, starts with E, but the sequence is the same: E-Am-F-C-E-Am-F-C-E)

Of course, there are hundreds of songs like these, RHCP alone have at least 5 of them: Snow, Under The Bridge, Otherside, Dosed, Don't Forget Me. Muse has occasional sequences hidden in New Born and Map Of Your Head. Many techno and electro songs have it as well. Pete Doherty is Fucking Forever to the same background.

Rob Paravonian explored another sequence. Chorus of Hush and Hey Joe use the same chords.

There is not a single problem about this. The trouble starts, when all your songs sound the same, despite varied chord progression, rhythm and tonality. But it is still better than not writing songs at all, which is currently my case. Two songs. What the fuck am I supposed to do with 2 songs.

I am terrible

First of all, why the fuck do people change the profile picture daily, in a social portal, where every slightest change is presented with a public notification to everyone. And there are only like five pictures shifting around. Boredom? Concern about how well the online profile looks like? A call for attention? Alright, the profile has to be decent looking, but choosing the best recent one should not be that fucking difficult.

It is again well over midnight and I am again raging about fucking facebook.

A girl from my class just sent me a message, asking about tomorrows lessons. I would not be able to recognize her on the street. That goes for another third of our class. And I don't even know the names for the majority, that should just not happen. There is going to be at least one case, where this leaves me in an incredibly awkward situation.

I need a fucking drummer right now, my electric guitar has been unplugged since early September and sounds quite sad without an amplifier. Speaking of drums, I might get a drum teacher. From San Francisco. Usually he plays jazz. How cool is that, I am not able to comprehend.

I also drew a comic I'm proud of, but it was a gift and I forgot to take a decent picture of it, so there's only the shitty quality, a cut from a large picture.

TRANSCRIPT: Adventures of a swan.
Duck: Nobody fucking likes you, swan.
THE END

Headache, sociology and collective shame

I was emotionally torn for most of the party yesterday. Shitty sangria, strong weed and likable company made it better, but the evening ended by walking alone for hours and considering the same problem over and over again. An apartment (or at least a safehouse) in the center starts to become a pressing need. I'm thankful to my new Lithuanian friend, who is ready to share a flat next to the university. Oh, and he plays chess, that's a game-changing aspect already.

The complaints about sociology are starting to get unbearable. If you don't understand the text that you're supposed to read and comment on, there's no need for acknowledging it in every other sentence, funny jokes or apologies. Yes, it is difficult, but this is university, you are supposed to work if you want perfect grades. I didn't put that much effort in the homework, submitted it 9 minutes after the deadline, but I did my best, using my past experience and a simple dictionary. I expect an average grade in sociology and I find it sufficient for my self-esteem. Don't blame the teacher, who is very reasonably moved by the subject while still understanding how it is not appreciated by her large audience.

Edited on 5.11.12.

Seven out of thirty-something homework blog posts had whining in the fucking title, like "I have no idea what I wrote about", "How do you analyse it if you don't understand it" and so on. That is not how you do homework for university. The loose "blog entry" form was most probably chosen for you because teacher knew the subject is difficult for you and you don't necessarily have to construct an accurate essay.

Fucking Nõmme, man

I just walked two hours home. I don't know if I could have made it without music and smokes. There was a great party with great people and great conversations. Too bad I'll wake up broken hearted and with sociology to do.

Living rooms

I am still surprised by how I manage to be dull, lazy and apathetic, while actually doing most of the duties I need to.

Listen.

After a hardly satisfying lecture of 20 minutes that we had today, I was introduced to The Bar I was looking for all the time. The atmosphere, location, prices and quality of food and drinks are great and there are guitars lying around for sale. The Living Room Student Cafe. That's where all my money will disappear from now on.

I've triggered the idea about at least 4 separate music projects already. That's too much, but at least I'm busy.

Here is a very dramatic me.