Why not?





I love:

You.



I hate:

This.




I don't know if you'll read this; I don't know if you'll tell me if you do.

But if I keep trying, maybe you'll start to see just how much I need you...



Remember sitting up til all hours of the morning talking to each other and still not wanting to go...

Remember going on holiday and sending letters home...

Remember every time we've ever held hands, held each other, kissed each other...

Remember all the letters, the bracelets, the red ribbon that you tied round your wrist...

Remember every time I told you I loved you...


That doesn't need to end; and I don't want it to.


Just tell me what you want...



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Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you...

To fix this.

NB

Project Eurasia

Now, I am actually in love with a man named Matthew Bellamy.
He's from a band called Muse.

They have a new album, The Resistance, coming out in September.


However, they are doing what seems to me to be the most coolest thing ever...

One song on the album is called United States of Eurasia, and instead of releasing the song as a single (the first single will be Uprising) they are laying a treasure trail for their fans...

They are planting USB sticks in cities around the globe, which people have to find, upload to the internet, and then solve a puzzle to unlock a new section of the song...


If that's not the most amazing thing ever, I don't know what is :P



Anyway... Yeah, I just had to share that...

Check out http://ununitedeurasia.muse.mu to listen to the first 4 sections of the song.
It's slightly Queen-esque, with the trademark falsetto vocals and some quite classical influences.


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You and me are the same...

NB

Apparently...

It's been a busy week so far.

The show I'm in, Pinafore Pirates, started yesterday, with one of the best opening nights we've had in at least a year... :)

Our band have had our first full rehersal for a while, which went really well considering we'd not practised together for ages...



All in all, things are going well.


Only got one week left at school after this one then we're free... Thank god!
It's been a looooooooong year... though it seems to have gone quickly at some points, when you look back on it loads has happened...

Yeah, it's been eventful.


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They'll try to steal your life
So watch your back...
You're not alone
But you must actualise
The first attack...

NB

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Yeah, my head is a stormy haze,

But I'll be round, I'll be loving you always...

x

MY AMP!!!

I have a problem.

My amp has broken :(


I was playing in the garden yesterday when, without warning, the sound cut out.
Upon closer inspection, it is the distortion channel which is busted.

This means I can no longer play with my scratchy, angry sound.


As I am a greb (apparently) I use the distortion channel more than the clean sound.

This means I am VERY VERY VERY annoyed.

So, there will be less guitar-y type things on this blog for a while, until I get a new one.

:@


It does mean, however, that my bandmate's plea to 'write something a bit softer' may actually happen :P.



But I am still very angry.


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I count the days to find
What was left behind
Only these names I clutch
Will lead me to my home

NB

My World

Came up with a lovely chord pattern that was screaming out for some lyrics, so here they are.

My World

Come to me
Let me be free
Come to me
Show me what it means

To be free…
To be free…


Dream away
A life not worth living
Spoilt anyway
Right from the beginning

Be free…
Be free…


I don’t want you
You don’t need me
I want you
To be free

I want you to be free…


Welcome to my world
Please enjoy your stay
There’s not much to see
But it’s pleasant anyway

Welcome to my world
Please enjoy your stay
There’s not much to see
‘Cause the rest has burnt away


I don’t want you
You don’t need me
I want you
To be free
To be free
To be free
To be free…


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NB

Optical Illusion

Probably won't fit to the riff of the same name on the LunarC page, but I think the title is more suited to this than that.

Optical Illusion

Open your eyes
You’re walking blind
Blind to the world
Your apathetic mind

So much more
That you can’t see
Keep your head down
And follow the routine


Like the unspoken voice
Like you don’t have a choice
Like the unspoken voice
Like you don’t have a choice


One man at the top
And hundreds below
Stick to what you know
They lead; you follow

Do you think
They really care?
Does it matter to them
If it’s fair?


Like the unspoken voice
Like you don’t have a choice
Like the unspoken voice
Like there isn’t a choice


Like you don’t realise
Like you don’t see the lies
Like you don’t want to know
Like you follow the flow

Too expensive to continue; too expensive to turn back…


Like their unspoken voice
Like they don’t have a choice
Like the unspoken voice
Lie, they don’t have a choice.


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NB

Disorder!

Lately, it seems, my taste in music had taken a radical shift to what you might call the left-wing of the music spectrum.

I've started to take big interest in bands such as Rage Against the Machine and System of a Down, who both have EXTREMELY politically charged lyrics.


Am I getting a bit too anti-system?

I now want to dye my hair blue.

I think I might be going a bit punk and anarchist (if not on the outside, then on the inside; in my thoughts, in the way I analyse things, and in the way I see things around me).

The prospect of doing something that would make people shocked... I find it really exciting. I want to do something to get me noticed... To make me stand out.

I want to make a stand against something; the system, the machine.
I want to say no to everyone who tells me not to do this or that.
I want to make them see that I don't take it lying down.


And the only way I can see to do this is though my lyrics and my music.

So, I've been writing a lot of heavy, metal riffs and jarring lyrics to thrust together and try to convey a message.


I might put some on here; I want to see feedback.


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NB

What do you own, the world?
How do you own disorder?
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep...
Disorder, disorder!

Host

I've read you well,
I just want to get away.
'Cause you used my love
I just need to get away
My trust in you has been abused
My trust in you has been overused

Sick of this space,
Wish we could be far away...
'Cause I wasted all my youth
I'll never see it again
My trust in you has been abused
My trust in you has been overused

'Cause you've bled me dry now
I just wanna run awayawayeeayeeay...

I just wanted too much
I wish we could be far away
And if my wish comes true
You'll never see me again...

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Not my own work, but I wish it was.
I love it.

Apologies

Sorry, I haven't posted in AGES, and I feel very bad for not having done so :(.


There's no excuse, I just didn't feel like it.






But, hopefully, I will start posting regularly again :).







Okay, so, it's the Easter holidays...



To say I've had a fair amount of time off now, I've done a minimal amount of productive activity.




It seems I don't have the drive to make myself do anything :).





But I did make a biiiig chocolate cake yesterday - which has gone already...

(Yeah, I know it's got a face... I'm immature and I like magic stars!)

It was a lot of fun to make and it tasted delicious :D.





Supposed to be doing homework now, but I've done a bit and I really can't be bothered!

This is a little thing I've made for my graphics homework, centred around rotary motion:

It's supposed to be a DJ turntable... both the record and the arm-thingy can rotate, and one of the sliders can slide up and down... It's very creative for me :).




So... thanks for reading and looking at my sad little pictures :D.




Might be hearing from me again soon, if I can keep this up!





NB


Driving in your car,
I never ever want to go home
Because I haven't got one anymore...

What did you do today?

Today, I have had a very good day.

I have been to tahhn with a few very good friends and been to someone's house...

...and we made COOKIES!

I'm annoyed now that I didn't take a picture, as I would've liked to put them up, but rest assured they were very yummy :).
They did end up a little flat, but what the hey. It was funny making them!


I think it's nice sometimes to just go and chill somewhere - to muck around with friends and not have anything planned, or anything you need to do.
It was a pretty spontaneous - 'let's make cookies!' - kinda thing.

But I'm very glad it happened.


I love my friends :).


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When it started we had high hopes,
Now my back's on the line, my back's on the ropes...

NB

Holidays...

So, yeah. It's Friday night - and we finished school today. I'm relieved - I've felt myself slowly getting more and more out of it as this week has gone on. The extra work piled on by my music and graphics GCSE courses aren't doing me any good really "/.

(Well, I know they are really, 'cause I'm learning stuff that will help me in later life (or so they say ¬¬) but it's a bit of a pain.)



But, to be fair, though I complain, I am loving them both :). We're just starting our musicals in one music class, and starting indian compositions in another, so there's lots of composing and performing to do - my two favourite bits of music :D.

Graphics is very interesting too - we're doing little projects to get us prepared for our BIG coursework piece. 'Paper Engineering' is the title of the bit we're doing now - yeah, granted, it doesn't sound overly exciting, but it is when you're: 1. a nerd (like me), 2. sad (like me) and 3. love all the graphics work (like me).



Also, along with all this kerfuffle (is that the right spelling? I hope so.) there's a talent show being put on at school. Cue a chance for me to perform something I've always wanted to: Feeling Good. It was written a while ago, but we're doing the Muse version - it's upbeat, modern and amazing. Check it out on Youtube if you haven't heard it.



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It's Valentine's Day tomorrow, and although I have my Valentine, she's sadly going away to London for the weekend, so I'm all on my mono :(.

Even though I know she's only a few hours away, another V-Day on my tod makes me feel very lonely.



Never mind.



I know another person who's all on their tod :P so I'll drop her a line and we can be loners together.



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Well, I believe that's all I need to say for today... :)

Seeing as it's half term, and I've got sod all to do, I'd imagine I'll be writing here a lot over the next week.
I'm loving it :).

NB

And I've lost my page again
- I know this is so rare, but I'll try my luck with you...

Sorry, but there's something I need to get off my chest...

So today's Sunday. Normally Sundays are a rest day - you know, lazing around and doing nothing after wearing yourself out all week.







However, today we've got a rehersal for a play. :O



How dare they interrupt my Sunday?







We've occasionally done Sunday rehersals before for other plays, and though I complain, I don't (normally) really mind.







This play...







This one is, to be honest, not a very good one.



I normally enjoy all the stuff we do, but this play... ARGH!







It makes me want to rip my hair out!



I'm playing an Irish cook called, get this, Sam O'Nella.







Yeah, it's funny the first time. But the humour soon runs dry.







The story is pointless - something about some islanders trying to fight female pirates with a really cheesy tale of love intertwined in it.







Why???







It's basically an excuse to rip off every Gilbert and Sullivan song ever written.







Why???







I'm sorry this is turning into a rant, but it's something which is really annoying me.







In the past, we've done:







Bugsy Malone



Half a Sixpence



West Side Story



Wizard of Oz







And even the few G&S ones we have done have been pretty good fun.







Why, then, did they choose to do the only G&S play not written by the pair?



Instead, it's an 'homage' - and I bet Gilbert and Sullivan are turning in their graves.





*sigh* Nobody can be bothered with it.


There's no drive at all - I think the only thing keeping people going is the hope that we'll get a better play next time.





Never mind.





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In unrelated news, in school tomorrow we've got our first lunchtime concert - basically, it's a chance to get one of our coursework performances done which can count towards our final GCSE grade.

I'm feeling pretty good about mine - I'm singing Stars from the beautiful musical Les Mis...



But somebody else has decided (purely out of spite, may I add) that he's going to sing the same.



However, I'm not going to panic, or worry - I'm going to insist that I sing it before him.

That'll show him ¬¬



He's being an all-round not-very-nice person at the moment.

Hopefully, if I manage to do better than him at this, he'll give over and go back being an all-round strange but not-really-that-bad person.

Either that, or he'll get worse.



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What can ya do?







Well, that's all for today.



Cheers for listening to my rant :)



NB



I got a question for ya, another question for ya,

Where do ya see yourself in five minutes' time?

Stay

Yeah, I know I only posted earlier today, but in celebration of my first day as a blogger :) I wanted to put something up here...

If you read it, please comment and let me know what you think...

I'm dead nervous now :S


Here it is:

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Stay

(Verse)
I’m bored, you say, as you stare into space
Nowhere to look so I look at your face
A smile, a joke, but it’s just not enough
Taking my effort and crushing to dust

(Chorus)
How do you feel, when you tell me it’s not real?
How do you know, that I don’t care if you go?
Why do you say, that you’ll always be okay?
Why go away?

Stay

(Verse)
I love you, you say, but it don’t mean anything
It cuts me deep ‘cause you mean everything
You’re taking me hostage, tying me down
Can’t keep up, I’m gonna drown

(Bridge)
Your touch makes it better, in snow and in rain
Your kiss stops my suffering and heals my pain

(Chorus)

(Instrumental)

(Outro)
I’ve felt your pain
I’ve taken it to heart
And now I know
It’s time for a fresh start
What do you care?
What do you know?
‘Cause I can’t stay

…It’s time for me to go


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It's only really the first draft, sort of, but I hope you like it. :)

NB

This Is Me

Okay... Just wanted to say hey to anybody who's reading this - and if you are, haven't you got better things to be doing? :P

I'm sorta new to the whole blogging thing, a friend of mine got me doing this, so bear with me :)

It'll take me a while to get into it, I expect.



I hope I can keep it up though, 'cause when I was younger I always seemed to want to keep a diary but never managed to, so I suppose if I can do this I'm realising a childhood dream!



Me: I don't think there's anything particularly special about me - I'm fifteen, very musical (I love to sing + play guitar), clever (if I do say so myself - and I just did) and I worry a lot. That's me in a nutshell to be honest :).



The name: Blood and Moonlight. A bit sinister, I suppose you might say. There is a reason behind it - my last name's Blood, for a start. Somebody (you know who you are!) convinced me that it had to be in the title for this thing.



The Moonlight bit comes from something that's happened very recently in my life, and is sort of a big deal for me. I'll go into it in more detail in my next post, probably, but in short it's this:

Me and a friend of mine have started a band, we're called Moonlight (or Moonshine, not quite decided yet) and it's going pretty well :) there's only the two of us at the mo, but we're getting in two others with a bit of luck + then we'll be well on our way to stardom and fame!



... I hope.





Yeah, so, that's me :) I've been rambling a while so I think I'l shut up now...

If you happen to be reading this, please comment so I don't feel lonely!



More posts to come soon :) watch this space!

(Or the space above it, or below it, wherever the next post'll end up)



NB

'Your touch makes it better, in snow and in rain,

Your kiss stops my suffering and heals my pain,'