<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140</id><updated>2011-07-28T06:59:32.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy. Stop it.</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/asmith1243"&gt; Twitter&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/profile.php?id=533856266&amp;amp;ref=name"&gt; Facebook&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/dT8niZl"&gt; iMeem&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-1326176573095915709</id><published>2009-02-18T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:51:53.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear Before a Burning Star</title><content type='html'>So it's taken me a while to realize this fact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dick and a douche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of those things are the things that I NEVER wanted to be. I'm trying really hard to change the person I am, because I know I can be better than this. I'm sorry to all those I have pissed off, made fun of, put down or just been a jack ass to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing. I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-1326176573095915709?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/1326176573095915709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=1326176573095915709' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/1326176573095915709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/1326176573095915709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2009/02/fear-before-burning-star.html' title='Fear Before a Burning Star'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-7309079037478231634</id><published>2009-02-06T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:27:38.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song</title><content type='html'>jean cocteau is covered in butter&lt;br /&gt;the ghosts of cappucino and zaza hover&lt;br /&gt;in the hallway where the devil and his lover&lt;br /&gt;beg you for change on the slide&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing really like a french blues&lt;br /&gt;blown by an unknown soldier in you&lt;br /&gt;to all your regrets and you rouse&lt;br /&gt;i'll meet you down there when i try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do you ever wonder where you go when you die?&lt;br /&gt;emile's vietnam in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'd take better care of your heart&lt;br /&gt;you'll be opening a swiss bank account&lt;br /&gt;let go, it's over now, play your part&lt;br /&gt;you'll be swinging those milk clouds on high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do you ever wonder where you go when you die?&lt;br /&gt;emile's vietnam in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong class='songtitle'&gt;Emile's Vietnam In The Sky (Elvis Perkins) &lt;/strong&gt;   Taken from Daytrotter.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://daytrotter.com/file_download/240/ElvisPerkins_DaytrotterSession_2.mp3.link"&gt;&lt;img src='/images/download_button.png' title='download this mp3 file' border='0' style='margin-left: 4px;' onclick="dlPop('/popper.php?title=240');" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://daytrotter.com/previews/player.swf" id="audioplayer2" height="24" width="290"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://daytrotter.com/previews/player.swf"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="playerID=2&amp;amp;bg=0xf8f8f8&amp;amp;leftbg=0xeeeeee&amp;amp;lefticon=0x666666&amp;amp;rightbg=0xcccccc&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;amp;righticon=0x666666&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;amp;text=0x666666&amp;amp;slider=0x666666&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0x666666&amp;amp;loader=0x9FFFB8&amp;amp;loop=no&amp;amp;autostart=no&amp;amp;soundFile=http://dl.daytrotter.com/audio/ElvisPerkins_DaytrotterSession_2.mp3"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style='clear:both' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – original version appears on &lt;em&gt;Ash Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-7309079037478231634?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/7309079037478231634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=7309079037478231634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/7309079037478231634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/7309079037478231634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-this-song.html' title='I love this song'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-2835132953608685069</id><published>2009-01-25T00:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:08:59.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room and Board and Friends</title><content type='html'>So, I'm back on campus now. Let's have a round of "Woo!"s everyone! Ready? One -  Two- Three -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the antics have already started. Gotta love PMC3South! I don't have anything big to say right now, but I decided to throw up a quick post just to keep the cobwebs out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, mate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-2835132953608685069?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/2835132953608685069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=2835132953608685069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/2835132953608685069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/2835132953608685069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2009/01/room-and-board-and-friends.html' title='Room and Board and Friends'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-781818552119263088</id><published>2009-01-19T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:37:18.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Video Post #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1896242&amp;fullscreen=1" width="480" height="360" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1896242&amp;fullscreen=1"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1896242&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"  width="480" height="360"  allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding:5px 0; text-align:center; width:480px;"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/videos"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/pictures"&gt;funny pictures&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/"&gt;CollegeHumor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-781818552119263088?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/781818552119263088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=781818552119263088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/781818552119263088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/781818552119263088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-video-post-2.html' title='Random Video Post #2'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-8697646682219478893</id><published>2009-01-14T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:20:26.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biological Warfare, Medication and Dental Appointments OR A Secondary Blog Title</title><content type='html'>So I spent the past two days hunched over the toilet, literally spilling my guts all over the place. One can imagine how fun that was, right? Well, here I am, almost totally recovered from that episode and I just realized that tomorrow I have a dermatologist appointment in the morning and a dental appointment not three hours later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my life, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I tried to start a blog on WordPress, but that didn't end up as well as I hoped, so I'm back here. On my first and only post on there, I said I was going to start a music review blog so I can justify the countless music I have chillin' on my computer and I think that my come to frutition very soon. I'll post a link as soon as I have my first review up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my life, and fuck yours too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-8697646682219478893?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/8697646682219478893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=8697646682219478893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/8697646682219478893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/8697646682219478893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2009/01/biological-warfare-medication-and.html' title='Biological Warfare, Medication and Dental Appointments OR A Secondary Blog Title'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-645924218571620296</id><published>2009-01-10T14:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:40:19.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY YOU</title><content type='html'>http://www.bringtheawesome.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bringtheawesome.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bringtheawesome.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bringtheawesome.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bringtheawesome.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-645924218571620296?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/645924218571620296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=645924218571620296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/645924218571620296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/645924218571620296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-you.html' title='HEY YOU'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-3523120116793880827</id><published>2009-01-09T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:04:32.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decadance is Freedom With a Smile</title><content type='html'>Wendy's Training Video circa 1980s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KIdTPS6LH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4KIdTPS6LH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-3523120116793880827?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/3523120116793880827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=3523120116793880827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/3523120116793880827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/3523120116793880827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2009/01/decadance-is-freedom-with-smile.html' title='Decadance is Freedom With a Smile'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-2489399571842009663</id><published>2008-12-30T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:44:07.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recording And What-not</title><content type='html'>Ok, so if anyone has cared enough and read my statuses on F-Book, you'd know that I'm recording stuff with a few friends, and by that I mean me and my friend Brandon are recording some stuff. We don't really have a name yet, but we're throwing stuff around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past week, we've been writing and recording our first song, currently titled "Clo, Ambidextrous". As far as guitars go, it's pretty different from what you may have heard me play (or attempt to play) in the dorm. We're shooting to make this project a little more laid back and ambient, but still having a little drive to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're hoping to have about 4 or 5 songs put together by the end of winter break and have a nice little EP for you guys to check out, but you can expect to see "Clo, Ambidextrous" on here as soon as its finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, woo Ravens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-2489399571842009663?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/2489399571842009663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=2489399571842009663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/2489399571842009663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/2489399571842009663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2008/12/recording-and-what-not.html' title='Recording And What-not'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-7670627483675746478</id><published>2008-12-30T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:24:40.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Albums of 2008</title><content type='html'>So 2008 is ending and if I had to tell you how I spent it, I'd say listening to music. Here are the top 10 albums of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note - not every album on here was released this year. This is just a list of my favorite ones during 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/28/Phantomonthehorizon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/28/Phantomonthehorizon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  The Fall of Troy - Phantoms on the Horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two-thousand and fucking eight. Five fucking years and they finally released Phantoms and gosh darn it, I couldn't be happier. The songs haven't changed much, but just hearing the little tweaks made during the five years really makes the songs a brand new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.canyouseethesunset.com/uploaded_images/andrew-jackson-jihad-people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://www.canyouseethesunset.com/uploaded_images/andrew-jackson-jihad-people.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Andrew Jackson Jihad - People That Can Eat People are the Luckiest People in the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An upright bass, mandolin, acoustic gutar and melodic punk vocals put to folk music is an instant win for me. The lyrics are "deep" while not being insanely serious and the music matches it to a tee, oddly enough. This album is just plain fun and was pretty much used as a pick-me-up all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/54/Suicide_Season.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/54/Suicide_Season.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bring me the Horizon - Suicide Season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album is really what got me back into whatever kind of metal this is. The down-tuned guitars and brutal screams/growls give out so much energy, it was hard not to get pumped up while listening to this. These guys aren't doing anything new, but they're going everything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6e/HighlyRefinedPirates.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6e/HighlyRefinedPirates.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Minus the Bear - Highly Refined Pirates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for technical guitar players and chilled, laid back music. Minus combines both of these and sings about everything from sex, to swimming, to driving, to food and does not bore. The guitar lines from Absinthe Party are about as memorable as the title and the vibes that the songs give out just put you in a totally different state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1c/Get_Out_of_My_Yard_Artwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1c/Get_Out_of_My_Yard_Artwork.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Paul Gilbert - Get Out of My Yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert has always been a huge influence on me and Get Out of My Yard is every reason why. From the insane arpeggios in the titular track to the ethereal vibes of The Echo Song, this album showcases Gilbert's skills as a guitar player and has definitely been my reason to practice even harder on guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f6/Protest_the_Hero_-_Fortress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f6/Protest_the_Hero_-_Fortress.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Protest the Hero - Fortress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortress starts of with the attention grabbing, time signature swapping intro of Bloodmeat and keeps your fucking attention until you faint from the sheer amazingness that is Protest the Hero. Every song has so much raw power and musical prowess, that it's hard not to love the shit out of this cd. I would love to say this is my favorite metal album every, but there is one that is a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/52/Thrice_Alchemy_Index_Vol_1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/52/Thrice_Alchemy_Index_Vol_1-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Thrice - The Alchemy Index Volumes 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an ambitious project for Thrice and they seemed to have achieved their goal. The first two discs, namely the Fire portion, have got to be the finest work Thrice has ever done. Thrice seems to have taken influence from different styles of music, which can be seen in songs like The Messenger and Backdraft. The Water disc provides a nice contrast to the energy riddled Fire disc, by providing an ambient electronic portion, which on its own is not that strong, but works well with Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c6/Narrow_stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c6/Narrow_stairs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Death Cab for Cutie - Narrow Stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Gibbard is a musical genious and this can be seen in every last second of Narrow Stairs. I'd be hard pressed to find a bad song on here. Narrow Stairs, at first, looks to be a return to form of Death Cab, but there is something that sets it apart from the others. You can really tell that the boys really poured their heart and soul into this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ee/Sigur_medsud_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ee/Sigur_medsud_600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sigur Ros - Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I would like to put Heim/Hvarf on here, I can't stop listening to this cd. Með suð is a huge step forward in terms to sound for Sigur Ros, with a more percussive album and a song in English. Gobbldigook is more upbeat for the band, but it sets a nice tone for the rest of the album. When I'm not listeing to this album, I'm listeing to the next one on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/cb/Colors1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/cb/Colors1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Between the Buried and Me - Colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my love/hate relationship with Alaska, Colors finally turned me on to this band. A 60+ minute opus  with a mysterious story line marks the bands fourth release and it could very well be their best ever. Every song has the perfect measurements of melody and mayhem to the point of seeming like the boys sold their souls to write this album. The album opens with a dainty piano peice that quickly descends into chaos, with dualing guitar lines galore. The stand out tracks are the trio in the middle, Sun of Nothing, Ants of the Sky and Prequel to the Sequel and each have their own style without seeming out of place. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/7670627483675746478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-albums-of-2008.html' title='Top Albums of 2008'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-3883799484689501740</id><published>2008-12-30T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:43:35.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bottom Two Posts...</title><content type='html'>were excerpts from a story i had to work on for english to get extra credit. it never got finished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-3883799484689501740?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/3883799484689501740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=3883799484689501740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/3883799484689501740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/3883799484689501740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2008/12/bottom-two-posts.html' title='The Bottom Two Posts...'/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-2611224359329521288</id><published>2008-12-12T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:49:27.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The speaker boxes stopped making noise all together. Well, I stopped noticing them at least. The water is still, even though the wind blows colder and colder with each day. The light has been covered by blankets lately, which in turn, makes it harder to navigate the sea. It rained yesterday and I had nothing to protect myself with, so I spent the past few hours trying to empty my tub of water. Ironic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the other floaters started ignoring me the other day. It introduced a new set of feeling - the set you get when you stop existing in one's world. It was the first time it happened to me, but I have done this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on land, there was a Person who I was quite fond of and that Person, the same. Two years were spent with the Person and after the first year, every day started to fall apart. Eventually, the fondness went the way of the days and I set sail into the sea. The Person watched me from the dock as I drifted away, keeping my back turned - I had already started to forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been out here for too long. One of the floaters says there is some land a while up the way. I hope this place is different from the docks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That chain took forever to break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-2611224359329521288?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/2611224359329521288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=2611224359329521288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/2611224359329521288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/2611224359329521288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2008/12/speaker-boxes-stopped-making-noise-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415843133026749140.post-5823586349668935603</id><published>2008-12-02T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:56:15.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cutting the anchor lets me float freely across the sea. It's not the worst place to be, floating in the middle of something snuggled warmly in your makeshift bathtub boat. I've been afloat here for quite some time now (several months) and I've already found those who have done the same. Each one of us has our own destination to arrive to, but for right now, it seems that we are all content with floating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sleep does not come easy, but its foolish to think that something as wonderful as such would come easy when you aren't in your old bed. While the others slept, I've sat in the darkness, watching shapes cast in the water. It is a common belief that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cthulhu&lt;/span&gt; exists only in fiction, but that would be false. I do believe there is something in the shadows... Something IS the shadow. I feel as if it watches me sleep. I don't care at all once sleep arrives, but the constant waiting and staring really takes a toll on my person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm awoken to the new sun by the digital foul that trace the skies, as are the rest of the floaters here. I don't think they view the little demons like I do. No, that would be selfish to think of their thoughts as mine. The foul would drive any man insane, with the constant tweet-tweet that comes from their speakerboxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They used to play music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415843133026749140-5823586349668935603?l=laponsui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/feeds/5823586349668935603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3415843133026749140&amp;postID=5823586349668935603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/5823586349668935603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415843133026749140/posts/default/5823586349668935603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laponsui.blogspot.com/2008/12/cutting-anchor-lets-me-float-freely.html' title=''/><author><name>ASmith1243</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUUzNAb9eUk/SVsqnTen0CI/AAAAAAAAAKc/q7nB7dNMSYI/S220/2008-12-29-024216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
