Moje misli..

 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4e9CkhBb18E

ti si navek znala da sam svirac...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mS88IEzUMY4

Dobre sam volje..Jer je sutra ponedjeljak.:)))..I zadnji tjedan šlole počinje,pa nemoram više na roditeljske sastanke i informacije..:))
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=urqsyiLgtaY

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vLFF2P8fInI
 
 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBDZUAXehzk

Super da nema tam naših..Narednih mjesec dana,frajeri bu hodali okolo s "loptama" umjesto glavama..Što se mene tiče,nikad nisam skužio bit..Jebi ga,prebedast sam...Što se (domačeg) nogometa tiče,dobre su mi jedino reklame.(one za "Karlovačko"..).Ne kužim likove koji hodaju okolo s transparentima tipa "Dinamo-svetinja"...Ili Hajduk,svejedno,da se ne misli da sam pristran..Jeb'la ih "svetinja" sa 8-9 južno-amerikanaca...Nek idu u Paragvaj,pokloniti se "svetinjama" svojih idola,koji BTW,mjesečno pokupe veću lovu od svih tih 2000 "navijača" (Dinamovih ili Hajdukovih)...Gledao sam nedavno "Metastaze"..Odličan film..Zabrijao,da takvi likovi egzistiraju sam na filmu..Kad,neki dan,na terasi jednog kafića klonovi Biturajca.."u živo"...Mislim, ono,pogledam ja tu i tamo,neku tekmu "lige prvaka",ali i to se komercijalizirali do zla Boga...Samo lova i kapital...Fakat mi ljepše,na nekoj livadi pogledati likove koji igraju za "gajbu pive"..Jedino tu još ima "sportskog duha" i rekreacije...I tak,sam vi "navijajte" za "svetinje"..(i još im za to plaćajte ulaznice).Evo,prekjućer nova afera o namještaljkama u domaćim tekmama...Hvala,ne...

...thought I heard the Captain say,
Pay me my money down,
Tomorrow is our sailing day,
Pay me my money down
Oh pay me, oh pay me,
Pay me my money down,
Pay me or go to jail,
Pay me my money down ...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uTF2ZkqCa4M

Paaaa,ne znam..Kaj bi to zapravo trebalo značiti?..Ono, da nježna ,krhka ženica zapravo traži nekakvog nasilnog “kurviša” za životnog partnera?..Hahahha,odmah me asocira na onu staru stvar od Mandića.”Nije za nju čovjek ko ja da je očima pije,nije za nju,čovjek ko ja,za nju je tip da je psuje I bije”…Ma,mo’š mislit..Ili da nježni “krhki” frajer zapravo traži nekakvu “Dominu”,koje će ga,ne znam ,zadovoljavati “sado-mazo” šemom,I voditi ga na lancu ko psića?..Dobro,možda su to pre drastični primjeri,ali sve te kenjaže oko yina I yanga me laganini živciraju..Ili,uobičajene predrasude,tipa ako je ženskoj tata alkić,onda bu se I ona ziher ,udala za alkića..Mogu shvatiti da ne tražimo baš svoje”kopije”,I da je nekakva razlika u stavovima jel’te poželjna,čisto zbog toga,ako ništ drugo,da se imate oko čega posvađat.(ili prodiskutirati,kak vam draže),ali da osoba mora biti baš “dijametralno suprotna”,s tim se I nemrem složit..Kaj to znači da bi ja trebal brijat za ženama koje,karikiram,slušaju Cecu,gledaju mexičke sapunice,luduju za krpicama i.t.d…Ma, mo’š mislit…

...As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry Mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money, he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said, "Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya"

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money, yeah, and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she loved me, no, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da
Whack for my daddy, oh
Whack for my daddy, oh
There's whiskey in the jar, oh...

počeo nekakve pozadinske slike stavljati..Pripazite se svi na "start" paketu..I to papa "bandwith"..Nekako sam navikao na čistu,bijelu pozadinu..Ovo mi"kičasto" izgleda...Kaj će im pozadine?..

Drago Mlinarec...Yeaah..

Samoću mrzim, volim tebe,
besciljan mi život posta,
i sinoć sam s drugim bila..

Postala sam kao ptica,
kojoj stalno rastu krila..

Željela bih opet čuti,
riječi sjajne, riječi tvoje,
i uz tebe vječnost naći..

Al postadoh kao ptica,
koju nose krila noći..

Odletjeti nekud s tobom,
ljubiti te ko i prije,
al sinoć sam s drugim bila..

Postadoh noćna ptica,
kojoj stalno rastu krila..

je nekako naglo došlo,,Jbt,pa nema više ni jeseni ni proljeća..Samo zima i ljeto...Preznojih se k'o prasac ,cijelo jutro u jednoj firmi,u kojoj još nisu čuli za klima-uređaje..Na 4-tom katu...Kancelarije,koje podsječaju na zatvorske čelije,i u njima po 2-3 osobe..Hlade se propuhom...Papiri,svako malo,lete na sve strane..Dvije koke u jednoj takvoj "kancelariji",nafrljile "Narodni-radio" do daske..S njega trešti nekaj neidentificirano,protkano tkzv "grčkim melosom" (ono,Stavros-šema)..Baš si mislim,dal da im naplatim i "duševne boli" uz ostalo...
Dragi moj hladni,ugodni "offis"..Klopam pozamašnu količinu sladoleda (sam sebe nagradio),a iz zvučnika kompa dopire..

...There's a lady who's sure
All that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven

When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven...

Eee,tak se da živjeti..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9TGj2jrJk8&feature=related

Šoraju me baš ti dečki danas..Nemrem ih izbacit iz glave..Furaju svoj "soundtrack" u mom životu,a nisu me ni pitali jel mi paše ili ne..Ma dobro,samo vi nastavite..Niste loši..

...He said "Son, have you seen the world?
Well, what would you say if I said that you could?
Just carry this gun and you'll even get paid."
I said "That sounds pretty good."

Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair but it looked alright
We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight

A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's a flag that I love
And a flag that I trust...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DboMAghWcA



Mrak..

"Poslovne aktivnosti svedite na najnužnije i ne preuzimajte dodatne obveze. Vaše sumnje glede utjecaja kojeg imate u radnoj sredini pokazat će se neutemeljenima..."

Tako,sad sam doznal da danas ne moram puno delati.,i mam mi lakše...Zapravo,razmišljam o tome da na vrata stavim natpis "Službeno odsutan",nafrljim si muziku i uživam u hladovini....

...Well it's all right
Riding around in the breeze
Well it's all right
If you live the life you please
Well it's all right
Doing the best you can
Well it's all right
As long as you lend a hand

You can sit around and wait for the phone to ring
(at the end of the line)
Waiting for someone to tell you everything
(at the end of the line)
Sit around and wonder what tomorrow'll bring
(at the end of the line)
Maybe a diamond ring

Well it's all right
Even if they say you're wrong
Well it's all right
Sometimes you gotta be strong
Well it's all right
As long as you got someone to lay with
Well it's all right
Every day is judgment day...
T.W.

ja tako navečer,da udahnem zraka,kad tamo..jbt, valjda 100%vlage u zraku i teeeška sparina...Tek sad je malo lakše..Pojavio se i vjetrić,koji me odmah asocirao na sljedeće :

...I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change

The world closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close,like brothers
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change...

Dylan na šalati..A ja ne idem...Ali imam svog poslanika..Ide mi kćer..Nagledao se i naslušao koncerata (i nasvirao) za dva života.Jedino bih još na Bossa otišao,ak treba i do Austrije ili Mađarske..He,he,podvlačim crtu..Zadovoljan sam proživljenim (barem što se muzike tiče)..Ta rubrika je popunjena..Da su bar i ostale takve..

...Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangelo indeed could’ve carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Esdl_3kKSBk


Besame
Besame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche la ultima vez
Besame
Besame mucho
Que tengo miedo pederte, perderte otra vez
Quiero tenerte muy cerca
mirarme en tus ojos
verte junto a mi
Piensa que tal vez manana yo ya estare lejos
muy lejos de ti.
Besame
Besame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche la ultima vez
Besame
Besame mucho
Que tengo miedo pederte, perderte despues...

Konačno,topla večer..Može se sjediti na terasi i bez dekice..Mislim da i zrikavce čujem ..naznake ljeta..

Summertime, time, time
Child, the living's easy
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord
Cotton's high, Lord so high

Your daddy's rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby
She's a-looking good now
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
No, no, no, no, don't you cry, don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're gonna rise, rise up singing
You're gonna spread your wings, child
And take, take to the sky
Lord, the sky

Until that morning
Honey, nothing's going to harm you now
No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't you cry

J.J.