|Why I listen to grindcore||August 1, 2010, 3:01 pm|
Before I start this blog, I just want you guys who are reading this to know that I'm partially writing this for myself, so that I can express in words my interest in this particular genre of music that I can't seem to find anyone IRL who listen to the same stuff as me. Or even in the Doom community really..
The first couple bands I was really interested in and started to know by name were some punk bands and pop-punk bands. I started to like a lot of music that was selected for the Tony Hawk Pro Skater series and so did my friends. We started listening to Dead Kennedy's, NoFX, Less than Jake, Anti-Flag, the Casualties, and some others. My favorite part of most of these bands is that their music had a kind of message that I could relate too, usually about politics or crazy douchebags. It was kind of the first time I was introduced to music that wasn't made purely for the fame and entertainment value, but because it was a message that they wanted to deliver.
I listened to a ton of different punk bands in my late middle school and early high school years, and being introduced to other genres of music such as Hardcore, crust, straight edge, Oi!, and a few others. I became more partial to Hardcore and Crust because the music was heavier and deeper and the lyrics/vox sounded much more fierce than whiny like some pop-punk bands and anarcho-punk tend to sound like.
After being introduced to Last.fm, I was able to find out about a ton of other bands I really started to like, and by using the "similar artists" slider I was able to listen to samples from each band and pinpoint what kind of music I really like. I kinda delved into heavier and heavier stuff and really fast stuff, which lead me to listen to Grindcore, D-Beat and Powerviolence on a regular basis. A lot of my more recent friends can't seem to relate to my taste in music and they usually ask me things like "How can you listen to this shit?" and "Are you familiar with any 'NORMAL' music?" to which I usually don't have a straight answer for.
The thing is, recently, I've been able to connect my music interests to my general personality. When I drink things like coffee or alcohol, I usually don't mix soda in my vodka or cream in my coffee or anything, I just drink it straight. Not that I think it tastes better that way, but because I like things in their purest form. When I play games or Doom wads, I usually play the games on the hardest skill first. I feel as though choosing the hard difficulty in games provides the player with the best possible experience, while choosing the lesser difficulties means that the game has been dumbed down for lesser skilled players. I found that the games I enjoy most are the games that are most difficult but not to the point where the game stops relying on human error to negatively affect the player. The way I see it, when I'm listening to grindcore, there's no intros or suspenseful buildup or progressive tone like most other genres of music. It doesn't pussyfoot around, it just cuts right to the hard parts. Doom is the same way. There's no intro or suspense. By hitting new game, you get a gun and there are monsters in front of you in the first level. It cuts right to the chase. No storyline, no suspense, just raw demon-slaying. I wouldn't enjoy Doom half as much if you were introduced to the game by wandering around without a weapon, getting directions on where to go, picking up on the storyline as you move along, and then getting to the parts where you actually get a gun and do something fun and heroic (like Doom 3 did), Those things are unnecessary to me. I just want to get right into the parts I give a shit about, and in grindcore, it does exactly that.
|Miracle Fruit||July 20, 2010, 9:56 pm|
I've known about Miracle Fruit for about a year now but just recently I've been reminded of it and decided to give it a try. I ordered a pack of 20 on thursday night and had been waiting anxiously for it to arrive on my doorstep.
My parents never go grocery shopping anymore and we never have any decent shit to eat but this miracle fruit should make just about everything we have left deliciously edible. Also I told a couple girls about it who are really excited to try it with me, so that should be fun.
|Ciggarettes||July 14, 2010, 12:44 am|
Any smokers here?
I'm not but I can't say I've never considered it. I have smoked several times before but I've never really gotten the addictive pull from it. Whenever I smoked it was just because I just happened to have an opportunity where it was okay to smoke and cancer sticks were presented to me.
There's nothing about the smell that really bothers me. I've dated girls that smoke, I've dated girls that don't. Either way I'm not biased or anything. I think it's weird when people feel uncomfortable smoking in front of me, kinda like they are eating in front of me. But if I've got no desire to smoke, I don't feel like im missing out on anything. I think truth commercials are retarded. If they are allowed to bash smokers for choosing to buy cigs then they should be allowed to bash fat people for their eating habits.
I know these are stupid reasons and I'm pretty certain the cons outweigh the benefits but I've considered starting smoking for the cig breaks at work. Also I feel like ciggarettes are some kind of a social lubricant like snacks at a party. I mean, for starters it's a lot easier to break the ice for a conversation with other smokers if you ask if you can bum a cig or better yet ask for a light. Another reason I've considered smoking is that it would give me a reason to go outside and talk to new people. I mean, I could just as easily now go outside and loiter around the outside of convenience stores and try to strike up a conversation with someone, but if I do that it kinda draws attention to that being the only reason I'm standing out there, which would kinda make me look like a creep. If I'm smoking, then I obviously had neen standing outside with the intent to smoke, and talking to people is just something that happens on the side.
I'm pretty sure I won't start smoking though due to the health concerns but mostly because it's an expensive habit. I've yet to think of some kinda alternative to ciggarettes that can get me those same perks. I've thought of maybe using food to fill in that void, but who the hell stands outside so they can have a bag of chips?
|Gameplay mechanic opinion||June 14, 2010, 12:10 pm|
Remember in Human Opponents vs. CPU Opponents thread where I mentioned that my ideal game would make the Singleplayer/Coop portion of the game harder or at least equally as hard as deathmatch with Human players?
Well I got an experimental idea for how the player handles his weapons that is different than what FPS after FPS has inherited from previous games. I got this idea from fighting games like Street Fighter and Tekken. Even though I don't play them much, I still admire them for what they are. Anyway:
Imagine a game in which the player movement style is very fast. You can run and jump in different directions really quickly, like Quake 3 or Unreal Tournament or even Doom. Now, in Unreal and Quake and Doom, you run around collecting weapons and then switch to which one is best suited for the encounter you expect to have from your enemies. The way I would set this game up, is instead of running around collecting weapons and using one at a time, you start off with all the guns the game offers. You never actually wield one weapon at a time, so you never get a single weapon displayed on your HUD.
(Imagine this game being played from an Xbox controller or something.)
Instead, each button on the controller represents a different weapon. Like tapping A on the controller will have the player whip out a pistol and fire for every time A is tapped. Once the player stops pressing A the weapon is then holstered or discarded or whatever. Each weapon has slightly stronger secondary fire that uses a different button press sequence. like double tapping A and then holding it will have the pistol fire in slightly faster bursts. To use stronger weapons, a sequence of buttons most be pressed. Like holding A + X together will have the player throw a grenade. Double tapping Y and then holding B in sequence would have the player use a flame thrower or machinegun or something. Practicing different attacks and quick switches would make for some very unpredictable gun combat.
In this game, you would be able to carry over your general knowledge of what guns special qualities are (i.e. flamethrowers are high in damage but short ranged, rocket launchers are long range but the projectiles are slow, etc.) and learn the sequence of buttons you need to press in order to handle each encounter you have with an opponent the best way, without being caught in situations where you don't have any good guns. When players first start the game, they will be expected to only use their most basic weapons until they learn to use combos that utilize their better weapons. Of course, the developers of the game (hopefully me) would be able to predict that people would get the hang of using special combos real quick, which would be the excuse to make the single player/coop portion of the game impossibly hard.
I haven't quite thought of how to handle this on a keyboard yet, I'm still working on it.
What do you think?
|Forum Registration Woes||June 7, 2010, 1:38 pm|
I feel as though I don't contribute to enough non-Doom related communities. In fact, doomworld.com, skulltag.net, and occasionally zdoom.org are the only forum pages I browse regularly.
I attempted to do some searches in hopes of finding a mildly moderated forum with a small-to-medium sized, though tightly knit crowd of some random funny people. I did find a couple forum pages to sign up in. Little did I know, without taking precautions and reading the fine print, that I would have to succumb to extreme prejudice.
Today I attempted to register to a forum full of rants and raves and typical debates and random flamewars. My kinda crowd! Anyway upon clicking the register link, I am greeted with the forum terms and conditions and receive an option to clarify my age. "Were you born before or after Jun 07 1997?" Without really thinking about the question, instinctively, I somehow correlated the words "after" to meaning "older." and selected after 1997. I then filled in my preferred username, password, and email, and was told that my forum account is not yet activated until i activate it by going to my email inbox. I opened the email I received from the forum, though instead of getting a single link to click to activate my account, I had gotten an agreement that the email stated that I needed to "Print out, and have a parent or guardian sign" so that they know I am permitted to read and post on those forums. Then have my parents fax the printed and signed document to the website administrator so that he can activate my account.
I am unable to sign up again because my email and username is already taken by an inactive account held by someone who is younger than 13 years.
I did manage to find another forum that seemed kinda interesting. Upon filling out my required information and a few other personal fields, including one of those randomly generated images with the text on it that you have to type, I agreed to register and was linked to a page on the site that said "Spambot Registration Detected" I refreshed the registration page and filled in the information again from scratch, and added a little more personal information about myself, only to be linked to the same page.
Internet forums just aren't as friendly as they used to be.
|Skulltag owes me $19!||May 31, 2010, 4:46 pm|
Earlier today I had been playing Streets of Rage 3 desperately trying to beat the game on Hard mode. I hadn't beat the game on any skill level yet (I hadn't even tried easy mode) because my wayward opinions about playing games is that to get the best experience from a game is to play on it's highest difficulty setting. After a couple hours of kicking ass in the first few stages and then having my ass handed to me while playing at my best performance, I was pretty heated up by the blatant strength of my foes and decided to take a break from this game and switch off to something else. I found a Skulltag CTF server with some people in it.
Already being "in the zone" with my reaction time being sharp and precise as ever, I expected to be on top of the game. yada yada yada... the combination of high pings, repeated unbalanced teams due to some clan members that, god forbid, they play each other on opposite teams, resulting in many games of 3v5, and 4v8, etc. On top of that the players remaining in the game that always landed on my team are those who have quite obviously never played doom before. While playing to the best of my ability, I still couldn't wear all of my team's hats by holding off my opponents, defending the flag, and getting the other team's flag without dying, however, I was determined not to quit. The subsequent losses that followed in addition to the repeated "<!> YOU FAIL IT <!>" messages being repeated by the enemy players concocted an infuriating vibe in my brain. Here are the results.
I've heard about people who get so into games and always end up smashing game controllers and such. This is the first video gaming object I broke out of rage. Some vocal harmony, a pack of cigarettes (I don't even smoke, I guess I do now.), an angry brother i flipped off, and a cold shower later, I went out to buy a new keyboard. I didn't really like it much anyway. Well done, Skulltag.
|Have you ever...||May 21, 2010, 8:04 pm|
|...accidentally opened the first page of a thread instead of the last page of an active topic and were slightly amazed at how many new posts it's gotten in a short amount of time only to notice something familiar and see you're on page 1?|
|The New Guy||May 5, 2010, 11:54 am|
I'm enjoying my new job a lot. The pay is pretty decent, I'm learning a lot an quickly beginning to get a hang of how the place works, and the people there are really cool. Everyone's pretty friendly and are willing to help me when i've got questions on how to do things, and I'm beginning to develop a pretty tight bond with the manager. Also, as a new guy, you should normally expect to get pretty shitty hours, since they can't expect the best work out of you if your placed in a new environment, but I've gotten 40 hours my first week! AND I'm getting 40 hours this week too! Also at the rate of 9.25 an hour, which was a good bit more than I was making at Subway, and the conditions of the work place are much better.
I'm still meeting many of the coworkers there and have been pretty cool with everyone so far. Last night I was working from 3pm-11pm. Around 10pm the night guys were coming in to begin their shift. One of these guys, who usually works in the Deli area, which is my area as well, is Shawn. Shawn is a BIG byot black guy. I was just finishing my break and i introduced myself. He seemed pretty cool, he was asking me about myself and where I used to work. I told him all about my experiences at subway and why I chose to quit and told him im starting to like this place a lot more. He was pretty friendly and was telling me about how this is a pretty good place to work and that I'm pretty lucky to have gotten the job and he could tell I would fit in just right.
Then, pretty much out of nowhere, while there were hardly any customers around, he looks at me with a considerably serious expression and asks me the question. "So.. How do YOU feel about full frontal male nudity?" Needless to say, I was shocked. I've only known this guy for about 20 minutes. He hasn't really told me much about himself. I just kinda went ahead and told him about me. Now, this is a pretty huge black guy im dealing with. He's like a foot and a half taller than me and like triple my weight. I have no idea where this question came from. If my mind were a human entity, it would be screaming and flailing its arms around frantically. I don't know whether this guy is hinting to me that he is gay or if he's a fag basher. In either scenario, a negative or positive response to that question means I am fucked. Literally or metaphorically.
I basically just shot him a cop-out answer. "Umm.. I have no idea how to answer that question." then Shawn turns around and yells "Hey Chris," Chris is the current shift leader at the time. He's a white guy, a little older than me, about my same height. Me and him are pretty cool, we had been cracking jokes at each other on several occasions that night. Chris comes over "Yeah? what?" "I thought you said this guy was cool?" "Huh what do you mean?" "I just asked him how he feels about full frontal male nudity." Chris says "OOOhhh shit Jon I didnt tell you did I?"
I'm like "Um. Nnnnno chris, you did not." so Chris begins to explain "Alright man, we've got this game, right? Where at any given moment, one of us is gonna unzip our pants and try to get you to look at our junk. Now, you also get points for innovation. Like for example I can be like Hey man, check out this cool belt buckle! and if you look, I get to kick you in the ass. That's the punishment for seeing our junk. The goal is to try come up with the sickest most clever ways to show it. Like Vinny over there" Vinny is this really old-timer who had been working for Wawa for years. He's like 80 years old and the nicest most friendly guy you'll ever meet. "Vinny's got this thing called 'The BRAIN' since his sack is all saggy, he can wrap his sack all around his junk and it looks exactly like a human brain man! How's that sound!?"
Not sure whether or not they are dead serious, I retort in my maybe-im-being-sarcastic-maybe-im-not kind of tone. "Man that's fucking awesome."
Suddenly Shawn and Chris start laughing hysterically. "were just fucking with you man. But seriously you ever see a belt buckle like this" and I glance down for a fraction of a second before I realize what he had just said and I was like "AHHH you jackass!" He didn't actually have his junk out but he would have gotten me if he did. We all had a good laugh about it though and I was pulling the same joke at different times that day.
It's good to know I'm not getting my asshole enlarged though.
|Employer evading payroll||April 30, 2010, 11:17 am|
About a month ago, during some job searches, I came upon an ad in the window for a restaurant named "Mama Mia's" I started work on Wednesday March 10th from 5:00pm to 10:00pm. I had also worked Saturday March 13th from 3:00pm to 10:00pm until being fired the next day when I was expected to work on Sunday even though I claimed I wouldn't be able to make it.
As a result of that, I returned the next week to pick up my check for the twelve hours that I worked. When I arrived, the owner of the restaurant, Micheal Petrecca, said he did not have the check ready and I would have to return next week to get it. When I did return the next week, he was not at the restaurant. I began calling the restaurant frequently every few days after that to check up on my money's availability and each time I call Micheal is either not at the restaurant, makes an excuse why the check has not been written up yet, or simply makes excuse as to why he cannot answer the phone. It wasn't until April 14th that I had called him once again, and he had claimed he did not have the information he needed to write my check, such as my social security number, number of dependents, etc. I obliged to drive over there and write him all the information he needed and he told me he would have the check on the following Friday, April 23rd. Knowing how incompetent he was, I called that day to check if it was there, as opposed to driving there myself. He refused to answer the phone, and had one of his employees tell me to come back on Monday.
Due to unexpected occasions I did not come on Monday to pick it up, but today, April 30th instead. When I arrived Micheal was there and claimed that he does not have it because he has been too busy. I told him that I would come back in an hour and if it is not ready then, than I would get the police involved, and he gladly remarked "Go ahead." I'm more than just a little concerned of whether or not I can rely on him to write this check and I've been getting anxious about this for quite a while. Several people I've talked to about this (Including my own parents) told me they have had similar problems regarding Micheal Petrecca, except they had either gotten their money eventually or just forgot about it. I would much rather him not get away with evading the payroll. This check is more than month and a half overdue.
Are the police even the right people to contact? What do I do?