What Is Going Through My Head.

I. On Icky Thump

Went into HMV today. They were broadcasting a very distinct yet familiar voice... Took me 0.5s to know that it was the voice of Jack White.

Fear. The new White Stripes album is here. I had to buy it. 'If you are in a rock band, and you are not the White Stripes, it sucks to be you.' - Rolling Stones. One of the funniest (and how true!) quote I have seen.

Interestingly, out of the 4 albums I own, none of their albums or any of their songs actually strike you as catchy the first time (except maybe Seven Nation Army). But their songs gradually grows on you, until well, they become your favourite, and you can't stop listening.

You don't know what love is
You just do as you're told
Just as a child of ten may act
But you're far too old
You're not hopless
or helpless
And I hate to sound cold...
But you don't know what love is
You just do as you're told


II. On Myself - The Anti-Social

Apparently even my bunkmates think that I am an anti-social person. Because I like to sit by myself on the corner of the bunk and read my books and write notes, and refusing to join them in senseless Dead or Alive: Ultimate video games, which they play the entire day, no kidding. Well, maybe they are right.

III. On The Eye Disease.

My company kenna'ed a bad case of conjunctivitis. I think its spelled like that, if I remember correctly. Red eyes, fluid in eyes, eyes glued shut. One of them woke up, shouting, 'Help! I can't see anything!' We were on the lookout on people who are like that. I commented to my friend that we resemble those people in B-grade zombie movies, trying to figure out if 'one of us' had turned zombie. Think Dawn of the Dead. Around 8 people kenna'ed. But I escaped. Hehhehe...

IV. On A Hard Day's Night DVD

Bought it so that my Dad and I could watch. Think he should like it very much.. a movie on the Beatles. See Paul McCartney, John Lennon, George Harrison and Ringo Starr in their younger and successful days.

V. Death Proof

I should be very interested to watch this. But I don't think I can find anyone to go with. Directed by Quentin Tarantino. Part of the reason is that I want to find out if these kind of shows are acceptable. Is there such a thing as 'aestheticization of violence'? Can violence be legitimately used to portray style? Is it legitimate to honour exploitation films in a so-called 'stylistic way'? Do I, as a Christian, reject totally this kind of shows, or could I possible give some credit to it?

Headache. Headache. The grey areas.