SOUNDS LOUD

So I've finally accumulated a lot of shit to talk about, well not really.

So first and foremost, my week has been a bitter disappointment in terms of the higher pleasures of life, and I have nothing of note from my black book that is worth posting. So I shall just elaborate on some shit I've cooked up in my head, aside from that festering tumor.

So Burden Park turned out to be a pretty sick day. Rocking up to Rick's place at 6 with Brian where the end result of a heist was fulfilled, and we made our way to Tola's house before the festival. Having nearly arrived at Tola's house, the plan of action was changed, as we all grouped halfway between the Festival and his house.

After a fine dining at the ever so coveted diner called "McDonalds", we embarked on the festival, where we did damn next to nothing except for Rick, Bobby and Tola who went on some midget rip off of The Giant Drop. It was still a pretty big drop though. After a few laps and finding the GODAMN KOREAN DRAMA I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR FOR ABOUT A DAMN YEAR.

Hell ye.

So after that and winning a game of Snakes and Ladders, we thought we'd take a breather at Tola's house to indulge in some Mini Board game S&M. But not before Brian bent a water bottle like Beckham into the head of a bald white guy, who was more than happy for Brian to do it again (10).

After arriving to his house and after I mistook his friend for his mother, we left Tola's house and chickens alone and returned to Burden Park, almost as if we completed those banal side quests in your stereotypical jRPG. [Japanese Really Powerful Gun (10).]

So we stayed until the fireworks, where we did again, nothing but laps, the time wasn't wasted though, as the fireworks weren't bad, though still anti-climatic, as will be demonstrated by a video I'm uploading for this post. Please ignore the crappy jokes, I was somewhat in a state of euphoria when filming.

But yes, after a short lived 5 minutes of fireworks, we decided to head back to Tola's doing next to nothing and taking my leave after about an hour.

For old readers of my blog, you'll recall me jizzing in my pants after the release of Bayonetta, well now, like the Leaky Jar so candidly referenced by Socrates, I have found a better game.
I used to say, if I wanted Devil May Cry, I'd play Bayonetta.
Well now if I want Bayonetta, I'll play Castlevania: Lord of Shadows. Apart from having a hot chick as a protagonist, and the funky weapons and creative enemies, the new Castlevania pretty much shits all over Bayonetta. Worth a look.



Also, some games to look out for include:

Split Second
Battlefield: Bad Company 2
Blur
Alien vs Predator
Resonance of Fate
Gran Turismo 5.
3D Dot Game Heroes.
Army of Two: The 40th Day.
And I may be interested in Heavy Rain, which seems more appealing every time I watch trailers for it.

In terms of music, I'm expecting quite a lot from 2010, with releases from artists such as: Gorillaz, Silverchair, Daft Punk, LCD soundsystem, Coldplay, MGMT, OutKast, Blink-182, The Avalanches, Madvillain, Sia, and Radiohead to be expected.

Linkin Park are also set to return after an abysmal album in Minutes to Midnight.

I'm going to begin a rant here about Linkin Park.
I loved them, they were the friggin best. Back in the days of Hybrid Theory, back when you'd have Mike Shinoda and Mr. Hahn working side by side like Yin and Yang. Linkin Park were unstoppable for me, destroying my expectations since Hybrid Theory, and just as it was getting dry, revamping my love for them with Meteora.

Then nothing. I couldn't clutch onto these two albums forever, and Reanimation was too experimental for me at the time. So you could imagine my excitement when Minutes to Midnight was released. What I've Done sounded refreshing, revitalizing even. But then the singles kept coming, and what was once Yin and Yang was now Yang attempting to cover for both. Shadow of the Day was dry, Bleed it Out was soft as butter, and the rest was appalling at best.

The damage wasn't done there, with the release of New Divide to release simultaneously with the second installment of Transformers, almost ironically named Revenge of the Fallen. The movie was terribad, so the song fits it quite well.

And as if that wasn't enough, chipmunk Chester thought he could pull off a side project called Dead By Sunrise. Oh if only that were the case.

As a Linkin Park fan, I was satisfied, but now as someone who has broken away from the fanboy disease, the album makes a very good coaster for drinks on a hot day. And now they're back in 2010.

"they're going to come up with a new genre name for what this record is" boasts Shinoda.

Yeah how about steaming pile of shit. That would fit the role very nicely. Call me jaded, but I would very much prefer it if Chester and Shinoda would stop tainting the name that was once Linkin Park, but now garbage.

/rant
And now I leave the post with this.
Burden Park Fireworks 2010 with commentary.