The Band (via Seriousbizz – The Flog.)

This piece from SerriousFizz perfectly describes the passion and feeling we all feel, I hope you enjoy.

There are so many things I love about it It’s hard to tell what the reason is Hard to tell where the very centre is. And even though you can’t see it There’s symmetry between us, I know there is. We don’t stand in formation, ever We play. We play – a flux. Together, the four of us are a movement With our instruments, even more so. I’ll strike the strings bass slap cymbal crash Our emotive sings bass slap cymbal crash Drum roll building up no voic … Read More

via Seriousbizz – The Flog.

It’s been a while, miss me?

“Making a comeback is one of the most difficult things to do with dignity”

Greg Lake

Right guys I’m back, it’s been too long! Damn Leaving Cert getting in the way of everything, but sure that’s out-of-the-way and things are looking up

Since I’ve finished my exams, my band has reformed and we have written lots of new material (which will be available for free download from here soon. www.subjectmatteronline.com) and will begin gigging again, our first gig back will be in Mega Bites youth cafe in Lucan. I seriously cannot wait. Also we have been confirmed to play at this years MUFF Festival, yes I said MUFF! And I will get anyone an I <3 Muff t-shirt if they ask nicely

Also I’ve finally gotten to spend much more needed time with my friends and girlfriend, man how I missed them all. I make it sound like I was locked away in prison for eight years! But it was rough, though this summer seemed like it would be epic, and as of yet it has greatly fallen to my expectations. Sure there will be time to murder and create, and all that jazz.

So I decided to go to Oxegen there on a whim last weekend. To be honest I wanted nothing to do with it, but I couldn’t leave my girlfriend there on her own, you know how many D**kheads go to Oxegen! But on the other hand I had a great time watching the bands and seeing bands I wouldn’t normally go see, like 3OH!3, etc. And I also got to see bands I’ve seen before again

But on a sour note, the camp site was something close to a third world refugee camp! I didn’t particularly mind the mud and rain, but the people were beyond idiotic! For example we came back to our tent one night and it was gone… eventually I found it and with some duct tape I fixed it but seriously never again ( Bear Grylls wouldn’t have survived! ), and apparently someone died, people were getting stabbed and so on, and very nicely of Oxegen officials they decided not to inform anyone. Cheers.

Right I’ll stop my rant now, it’ll be hard but I’ll try.

Oh one good thing to come out of Oxegen is that I made some new friends, some crazy memories and I have a new instrument, yes I have acquired a VUVUZELA!

I brought it to band practice the other day and we had some laugh, and had a few musical wanks lol

Ok I better stop this before I go on all night, apologies for lack of the funnies, maybe I’ll have some next time, but before I go I have to bring back my

PAUL-O-TICK

And this week it has to be…. a random drunk girl at Oxegen! You know the typical dosey, blonde, drunk girl you see at a party? Well this girl thought it’d be fun to jump around in a big muddy puddle, and then she drops her phone in the puddle and has to crawl around in it to find her phone, and then decides to scream, “ME PHO-IN”!

WHAT A TICK!

Okie doke, live…. a final word from

PONDER

TIME

“What was the worst nickname you had as a kid?”

POK OUT

“Tonight, I Cannot See”

I cannot sleep tonight, but I can hide.

My mind wanders into the unconscious,

The unawareness of the world inside

Like a lost boy crying, it’s dark, anxious.

The light at the end is a two choice plan,

Not far nor near but apathy, I drown.

To do what is done as night has made, than

Kill a thought of a consequence, breakdown.

Betwixt and between, a love unwavering

In the face of the sun, the moon, I’m Pol.

To self and conscious respectively, sing

Or speak not of clandestine, but the pole.

Tonight the stars do not shine, it is dark,

But I can still see in the sky, your mark.

“Is You Watching Big Brother”

Just like George Orwell’s vision of the future, being controlled by an all-knowing and all-seeing party, where we are all  told a lie so much that it becomes the truth.

As it turns u he was right, well not exactly. Instead of a totalitarian government being in control,we are governed by the MEDIA.

Wherever we look, be it the television, magazines, billboards or even the sky!, there is an ever-present advertisement. And companies use these advertisements so well and efficient today, that the majority of people are almost utterly brainwashed.

Just today in school, I witnessed the whole class singing a catchy tune from a tele advert. And this was in a class, where the smartest person ( other than me ) didn’t know that Calcutta was in India!, Yet every, single, one of them could recite that song syllable for syllable.

It goes to show you how much power these big fat cat companies have over us. They can make millions of people buy their products, what’s stopping them from making those same millions of customers pick up a gun and start shooting? Ah sure, you would say, people wouldn’t be fooled that easy! But that same person would complain that because their son/daughter had listened to a Marilyn Manson album and decided to go and kill people, that it was all Marilyn’s fault!

What I am trying to convey here is that our world has become completely dependent on the media. Everyone wants “the next best thing”, to buy a new car and when Jeremy Clarkson tells them it is “uncool” and this newer car is “way cooler”, you trade your car in for the “way cooler” model.  Or everyone wants to know who is Tiger Woods sleeping with now?

It is ridiculous that meaningless things to us have become so exponentially blown out of proportion by the media, that now in fact they control our lives.

And what makes it worse?, If someone steps out of the norm, doesn’t have the new Wayne Rooney football boots, or doesn’t watch the next best show “EVAR” on tv, they are deemed “uncool” or a “Fag” or seen as social outcasts, and can be bullied because of it. And I’m not just speaking about children either! It happens to adults too. Think about it, if you don’t have a flash, hip, new car with “ABS”, “GPS”, “DIFF LOCKS” and a load of other abbreviated jargon you don’t understand, you will be jeered at by your peers.

As the media and technology advance and the world becomes smaller and wallets become larger, this problem can only get worse.

Social networking sites have lead to little or no privacy amongst the younger generations. Like Facebook and Twitter for example, both of these sites include a multitude of personal details about you and your friends, itimate photos and your moods, all of which are on display for anyone who wishes to see! But this is the norm, if you are not on this social networking band wagon you are again “uncool”.

Is it not cool for only you and a few close friends to only know what you got up to last weekend, or who you are now in a relationship with?

Some religious people believe that the internet is in fact the “Anti-Christ”, it was said in the bible that Anti-Christ” comes all communication, all trading and selling, will come to a stop. But all these things are done over the internet, so that has the power to stop the world! Are we under the control of the “Anti-Christ”?

In George Orwell’s “1984″, he describes a world that in which no one could speak their mind, no one could be individual, no one could oppose. And if you think against it, you would be killed! This can kind of be said too for our world now, everyone follows the popular trend, to fit in. If you speak out against it or don’t follow it you are killed , not always physically but by social humiliation and bullying.

So now are we just all being told a lie, that is said so much, we have to believe it? So much so, it has become the norm? There never was a time we didn’t have the internet, the internet has always exsisted, and always will!

“Never again will you be capable of ordinary human feeling. Everything will be dead inside you. Never again will you be capable of love, or friendship, or joy of living, or laughter, or curiosity, or courage, or integrity. You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty and then we shall fill you with ourselves.”

Happy Steak and Blowjob Day!!!

“I take a vitamin every day.  It’s called a steak. “

Buck Weston

The majority of you would have come here to celebrate the joyous occasion that is “Steak and Blowjob Day”, well sadly this is not the case at all, at all. I am instead going to celebrate Einstein’s Birthday. Einstein was a brilliant mathematician and was born in Ulm, Germany. His most famous theory was that of relativity and he also invented the atomic bomb.

(Look Jim it’s your wife lol)

Fuck it I lied Happy Steak and Blowjob Day!

Are you sick of having to go along with the corporate whoring off of love known as Valentines Day? Tired of having to spend hundreds of hard-earned euros on getting the right gift to portray your love for your wife or girlfriend? Well after you spending the money and giving huge time and effort, blood, sweat and tears to getting it right. The face on your loved one is priceless and the night and memories unforgettable, but to be honest this holiday is not for MEN! Men don’t care much for the lovey-dovey stuffs… nor do they care to see Hugh Grant in a Rom-Com…but they do it because they love you! And yes that is they do and you mean girls take it for granted that your man is happy just pleasing you, but no they are too proud to speak up and testify to their true feelings… So for a few years now a new holiday, one equivalent to Valentines Day for men has risen. This astonishing, awe-inspiring,  beautiful, breathtaking,  grand, hairy,  impressive, magnificent, majestic, mindblowing, moving,  striking, stunning, stupefying,  wonderful, wondrous holiday is known as “Steak and Blowjob Day”.

So girls today when your finished reading this blog, just take it upon yourself to head down to the kitchen, slap on a nice new yorker steak on the frying pan and then strip down to your sexy set of undies and swallow your pride and head down to give some head Guys you do not necessarily need to eat your steak before, during or after, remember it’s your day so what you say goes

And yes that does mean YOU can be RIGHT for ONCE!!! So enjoy guys and remember you have to make it up to her next February 14th lol.

1. Cut a hole in the box
2. Put your junk in that box
3. Make her open that box

And theres the perfect present for your girlfriend/wife for Valentines Day or “Steak and Blowjob Day”

PONDER TIME

“If life begins at conception, does that make a blowjob cannibalism?”

POK OUT ( To finish his steak )

Oh before I go don’t forget to check out the “POK-A-VOX” campaign and make sure to donate…GENEROUSLY Cheers.

How much is that Dog(ma) in the window?

“I’ll bring us through this. As always. I’ll carry you – kicking and screaming – and in the end you’ll thank me.”

Tyler Durden

I’ve hit a wall….not physically or else I probably wouldn’t be able to write this blog…but mentally. It seems that ever since I have come back from the mid-term I have lost all interest in school/ or everything has become too nonchalant. Even the teachers seem to have a “well they’re gonna fail anyway, whats the point in trying?” kinda attitude. I have no logical reasoning as to why this has happened. And even more worrying is that some of my close friends have been feeling this way too! This being possibly the worst time to be in this phantasmagoria state of mind !

On the other hand something that may change this mind-set for the better came to my attention yesterday. I have booked myself and my good friend Tommy, into Maths Grinds with Engineers Ireland. And whats all the more alluring, is that these grinds are completely FREE!

So from now on every Saturday morning we will be attending these in the hope to better our maths knowledge and overall our grades.

With every good thing though there is the down side…. because it is on every Saturday morning I will now have to give up playing rugby until they are finished and also it means Subject Matter cannot compete in “CU got talent”

So for anyone who was wanting to come along and see, I apologise, but I’ll make it up to you by getting an A in maths or “Cucking Socks” on Sunday … either way you should be happy! but make sure you do what Tyler says…

What made me happy recently was, I have finished reading “Fight Club”. I bought this book as I loved the movie, and I have to say the book is MUCH better than the movie. The book is written in such a way to put you in the mind of the character and how confusing it is. Also the imagery, the gore and blood is much more graphic in the novel. Lastly the book contains more of a philosophical and religious acuteness, that of which the movie doesn’t even seem to acknowledge. So overall if you or yer man wants a good book with plenty of blood and guts and a story which he can escape into while you make him a sandwich/steak…. go buy or get “Fight Club”.

Paul-O-Tick

Well speaking of fighting, todays “Paul-O-Tick” must be fighting the urge to kill her class, this person being my english teacher. She is an eccentric person but a good teacher, though her class is full of many TICKS. But the other day we were listening to her read an Adrienne Rich poem and suddenly the fire alarm goes off! We are all like “Shiz, a FIRE, let’s get the hell out of here” and we tell the teacher to get out…. and she unconcerned and unaware says “Oh….thats the fire alarm?”. Yes as you can see we all died horribly in that fire drill… thanks Miss lol.

Well you know what won’t die in a fire? Yes it’s…..

Ponder Time

How does Freddy Kruger wipe his butt?

POK OUT

I can has more? :P

“I love Thanksgiving turkey…it’s the only time in Los Angeles that you see natural breasts.”

Arnold Schwarzenegger

“My doctor told me to stop having intimate dinners for four; unless there are three other people.”

Orson Welles

Well since this blog is about getting more I thought I’d give you guys two quotes today…who ever said I don’t give you anything?! lol

So Thursday started nice and early, myself and Ste went to Trinity College Dublin for a talk about a course, after a few hours, along with Shane we headed to “Subway”. Ste was beforehand a “Subway” virgin. I broke him in nice and gently   Hmm, I wonder if I keep saying “Subway” will they give me free subs?

We chilled in the Stephens Green and ate. But we were carefully watched by some big ass feckin’ pigeons, like I mean these guys must have NO PENIS from all the roids they were taking. xD We left before shiz got crazy and headed to “Hodges and Figgis” to explore the world of literature. Ste got a novel by some Russian dude whom I can’t seem to recall his name…. oh wait here it is —–> Dostoevsky. And I bought “Animal Farm” and “Catcher in the Rye”. I’ll tell you about them when I get time to read. I can’t seem to stop buying books now…. Oh and in there we bumped into Brian Dobson, y’know the dude from the 6:01 news on RTE, I wanted to ask him did he have any news ? lol

That night we went out to “Fibber McGees” to celebrate Viking Smith’s day of birth, you know the day when his father, also a viking, pillaged a land and raped many women, leading to Robbie’s conception. Well in order to celebrate we had to consume many €3 drinks, including “Budweiser”,” Bulmers”,” Bailey’s” and other drinks that don’t start with “B”. Happy Birthday Man.

After copious amounts of intoxicating beverages, the lads began to head bang…. I felt left out though as Sarah pointed out I looked too gay when head banging because of my HA-OR! This hardcore head banging lead to Robbie getting nicely sick and eventually getting kicked out for being TOO DRUNK.

We (myself, Ste, Sarah, Tom and Dan) left at a reasonable time and headed straight for our second helping of “Subway” of the day. Afterwards we got our respective buses and went home to BED.

The next day Ste and me were grand, while Tom on the other hand was DEAD in bed and didn’t come to school. The day flew in and was just so relaxed. That night as I ask every Friday “what is everyone doin’?” and again everyone had no plans or wanted to chill. As I was chilling Ian knocked for me and this started our adventure lol. To save identities I can’t say anymore about this adventure on this, but just to say FRAN HAS AIDS!!! xD

Saturday I was up early again, this time for my rugby match. For the first time in months I felt up for the match. I hadn’t been drinking or out the night before. The air was warm and clear. I could breathe deeply through my nostrils. Everything was perfect, we had a full team, we got a good warm up and had the passion from our last victory in our bellies.

The match kicked off and I injure tendons in my left arm and I have to struggle through the whole match, I even had to lift in the line out :O. Needless to say we were feckin’ raped in the ass by Naas. Nuff said.

I decided not to play for the senior team as one bad match is enough for one day.

I went to Liffey Valley then to celebrate part deux of Robbie’s birthday. And this time I brought Becca along. YES SHE EXISTS! We all chilled in “B B’s” for a while then went shopping and I went home with Becca to meet the parents :O

That night I was strangely woken and 6 a.m. by a shadowed figure over my bed prodding me. I was frozen in a state of half asleep, half dead. I was reassured the next morning that my brother had randomly stayed over and was drunk and thought I was asleep in his bed lol Well needless to say… I ain’t watching scary movies before bed time EVAR AGAIN!

Well Sunday morning I was physically unable to move out of bed… maybe it was karma for what I done to Doyler’s ankle or maybe it was the grim reaper grasping at me or maybe it was I feckin’ worked my ass off on the rugby pitch or maybe it was all 4? lol

But I had to grin and bear it to go over to Ste‘s to practice, and eat “Fig Rolls”. T’was all good. Oh and we are gonna design 12 string electric guitars for a new sort of death folk metal…What you think? xD

So being nice I said I’d go spend time with the Girlfriend. This meant me painfully pacing up to her house only to be hit with the shock horror of going underwear shopping with her mom and sister :O I know like WTF hahaha. But sure I had to do it I’m just that nice….

Then I went back to Ste‘s house for some PIZZA, with Mar and Tommy. Always good times and good pizza.

PAUL-O-TICK

So this weeks “Paul-O-Tick” as picked by Tom was in fact ME.

Turns out eating many cookies and cake and doughnuts actually has a down side :O

As I was sitting on Ste‘s bed minding my own business, deciding what topping to have on my pizza, Ste’s bed was saying ” Yo fat ass, I can’t take no more of this S**T, Too Much POK”.….and BANG the bed broke. Yep my fat ass broke Ste‘s bed   How depressing is that? Well least my mitochondria are working Muhahah

Well until next time remember you could be next…no one is safe from the “Paul-O-Tick” , not even me :O

You know what time it is, yes it’s…

PONDER TIME

Why does a round pizza come in a square box?

POK OUT