Madeon

Madeon playing at this year’s Festival Imperial, La Guácima, Costa Rica March 24th, Stage C
Tracklist
- Shuriken - Madeon
- Dirty Talk- Oliver
- I <3 so - Cassius
- L’amour - Bingo Players
- Que veux tu - Yelle (Madeon Remix)
- Icarus - Madeon
- Raise your weapon - Deadmau5
- The Night Out - Martin Solveig (Madeon Remix)
- Lucky Girl - DJ Mehdi
- Pop Culture (Live Mashup) - Madeon
this kid is a genious, did I mention he’s turning 18 tomorrow???
Ah… the humanity…
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I will never get people who vote for the local Right and then celebrate the foreign Left while misspelling geographical names in Twitter…
#ahthehumanity ….
True story #2: Breaking up with friends on FB and the nature of Haters
My dearest Tumblr audience… greetings, I have had two very rough weeks, in fact it’s been a rough few months, so sometimes personal and family matters have the power to completely worn you out, work can be even worse sometimes, and when everything comes together at the same time things manage to become even bigger in scale.
Last week one of my closest friends, who happens to be a huge Game of Thrones fan happily announced that he had “chopped off about 200 “contacts” in his FB friends list” it kind of sounded hilarious because he used a reference to that show, and then another close friend commented that since we were reading that we had been spared for the time being… fun thing how we can change our minds up regarding how we feel about some people in our lives.
After much thought, recently I decided to do something that could have been unrecognizable of me even a few weeks ago: I decided it was time to break up with a friend, or someone who had been really close for a while, and who had the privilege to be called my friend but for several reasons, as for the details, this story is kind of really long, but it can be resumed by saying that this person abused that relationship many times in the past for small little, forgivable things, but most recently it happened with a clear intention on their part to fulfill their career and personal goals, and the tension it created, reached to the point where it was enough for a decision to be taken.
And as with any break up this has become a strange time for me, it makes me feel a little bit guilty even, and I suspect the reason for this break up being so hard on my part, is that this friendly relationship had become somewhat a problematic issue for me, personally and at work, because up to this point and as a personal rule: I had decided to try and get along with people who were friendly with me and whom I am or want to be friendly with, those who can we be friendly with (this is were the word frenger becomes incredibly useful) and with my best friends, those who I love to bits -my real soulmates- if you will, whom I would never imagine having any excuse to break up with.
But frankly sometimes, and much more lately, there had been bigger issues going on and sometimes you grow impatient with some people for a number of different reasons or let’s be honest, some people can develop the ability to ruin friendships and thus it is about time to make a clean cut, “chop off” as my friend called it, I will describe it by it’s right name: “it’s not you it’s me, you jerk!”.
This break up has been made worst because of online relationships communications, namely Facebook. We all remember the “break up” scene from the Social Network, it was hilarious in that context, and so familiar, we had all been there, seen that ourselves or someone close to us suddenly changed a romantic status and there it was public for all the world (and mostly your close contacts) to see, in fact, it is when yourself or your friends announce a romantic break up, it’s normal or even expected, because society has a way to program our social expectations to a point in which if we start a relationship of romantic nature, it could end up with a break up, but how do you break up with friends? is that even acceptable?, and mostly in the Facebook era: I found a simple guilt free solution in Facebook itself: You add them to a new feature called the “Restricted” group and also an old feature the “Chat Options” were you select those who can contact you in their live chat or not.
Thus, in appearance, friendships remain, but this is not as rude as “Ufriending” someone: how complicated things have become through the years: I remember when Netiquette almost only included rules for the use of Capitals as to not appear to be yelling online!, yet, with this feature what you choose to share as public is limited, because despite it all, I do not wish to become this person’s enemy or be the cause of the “mighty rage” of being “Unfriended”, but there have to be middle stages which should help once relationships get complicated, like it is in real life: I try to avoid the places they’re going to be and try to avoid their physical presence, if they want to get in touch with me there are SMS and maybe cellphone calls, those which I chose to take, technology can make us be closer today but only as much as we wish to be.
But this is not the first person who joined the Restricted bunch, that’s also the new place where you’ll find the flirty jerk, whose story I told in my last post, and also in this list are a couple of people from my family who joined Facebook not long ago but whose sole presence in this network has caused me to use more privacy filters than with anyone else: there are things that I wish to share that I don’t want my family to know about, but surprisingly, I have found myself applying more filters to my family members than to most of my friends, filters that block their ability to know who is in my contacts list, because, after the horrendous break up of a cousin and one of my best friends, years ago, I learned a lesson and learned to become a believer in the separation of friends and family just as I believe in the strict separation of Church and State. The silly thing is: no this is not about embarrassing pictures or silly youtube videos or bad jokes or stupid posts people tag you in, but mostly about and please get ready for this: it is about political and religious views and following closely: music and films.
I have grown to hate Facebook because of how divisive these issues are. These issues can be divisive in real life, but they become out of hand online, if you might, another place to find how these turn people into idiots are Comments in Youtube, it doesn’t matter what it is: music by a great Danish or Australian band, a fantastic Mashup made by a kid genius from France, people getting ready for the Carnival in Rio, Pictures of cute hedgehogs with anime music in the back, a guy scuba diving in the Maldives, the latest rant about the new hip Fluorescent colours by an offended teen fashionista, or Make-up Artists putting on tips to do great smokey eye, you name it: online networks become a horrible mirror of how bad people get while arguing and how stupid arguing is. And lets be honest the word “Hater” has been wrongfully attributed to Hipsters, whom I have absolutely no problem with, the thing if we pay attention we will find Haters are all around us, there are no middle stages about being opinionated about issues, either you hate or you don’t. But I have had it with it, I am so careful with what I post on Facebook because: I am afraid of haters, and trust me I have couple hipster friends or maybe I might be a little hipster myself, and like that matters, those who have treated me worst are those who have nothing to do with being hipsters.
And don’t get me started with Twitter… but since only the people who follow me are people I trust (ok, 99% ) and it’s not so widespread and I mostly use it to follow people I care about like musicians, designers and some pretty cool people some who are my friends, from work or school and some whom I have met online, it’s ok but the 140 characters get to my nerves sometimes.
This leads me to Tumblr, my one true place to find solace online, a place where I can be myself and also share stuff I don’t want others to hate me about, or have issues with my friends or family, that’s why I hardly ever use tags, so what if my audiences are restricted to the few people who have managed to become my followers, their decision to follow me is theirs and so far it’s where I have felt the best sharing my feelings my “status” and such things…
That’s what I wanted to talk about, until next time, dear Tumblr audience, and thank you for listening!!!
True story
I met this guy through friends in Facebook, he’s involved in filmmaking too…
Last week after he complains about why people rather go to a local music fest than say, read the news and be aware about issues going on in this country, I sort of make clear, that not only I attended this music fest (best one ever!!!!, seriously huge names in music are rarely playing around this part of the world, you just have to go see them whenever they come around) and also I read the news, stand the content of it without making my liver hurt, and also am aware of what’s going on in the world, as most of my friends who attended said music fest with me or without me are, well most of them of course, some people are just lost cases anyway.
While checking my Facebook last night, a chat window opens, and turns out is this filmmaking dude, who first tells me I come across as “difficult”, later tries to make conversation mostly concerning the colour of my eyes, which is brown and is probably something he can guess from my profile picture and the times he’s seen me in filmmaking events, later tells me he thinks I’m really intelligent, and this is where this becomes hilarious…
The “intelligent” conversation turns into some sort of personal disclaimer for him: He tells me the girl he’s been dating told him that “despite the good sex, she knows she can’t be with him for long because she can’t stand to be with someone who knows more about the world than she does, so their days are numbered”.
Notice how he mentions “good sex” in a conversation that is supposed to be about brains, notice how also he mentions “a girl he’s dating” but how their lack of intellectual connection means their relationship is not going to last…
He then, asks me if I know about this and of course I know about this: sadly for a girl a little bit more interest in reading and studying decrease the chances of being successful at dating, it’s kind of the story of my life I tell him.
I try to take the conversation back to brains, anyway:
I say something I believe is true, at least for me: 99.99% of the time brains just scares people right away, the 0.01% get scared later on, sometimes with pretty bad break ups.
the guy then tells me he’s going to listen to this jazz band tonight in this place downtown, then I say I am not a big jazz fan (you’re kidding me right????) as I roll my eyes, I tell him I listen to indie rock and electronic music and stuff like that…
This time the guy answers by giving me his cellphone number… I try to find an alibi, I turn to the rebroadcast of Saturday at Coachella on Youtube and show him the link instead, Wild Beasts are playing what I believe is a pretty good set.
I then excuse myself to sleep, which is not true, but I realized that I have to go and tell him that I believe I will be really busy tonight and may not be able to go see a jazz band (even if I had the day off I wouldn’t go anyway) and since I have his cellphone I can call him anyway.
then it was like Ciao Bye!!! and Facebook off.
:S
Sometimes you’re just wrong
There are a few things that will make me get out my soap box & go to town; gay rights, civil rights & civil liberties - I will expound upon their virtues & importance loudly & at great length.
I will also vehemently challenge racism, homophobia, sexism & any kind of bigotry. And recently, SOPA & PIPA.
If you support any of the above, YOU’RE WRONG.
Sorry, but you are.
None of the above will create a better world for anyone, including you.
So knock it off.
Thank you for listening whoever you are, wherever you might be, this is probably the weirdest thing I will ever post (if I ever post more)
I have a confession to make and get ready because it is probably the strangest thing I have decided to share with my Tumblr audience:
I hate sports, I’m not good at any, although I learned to play Squash and Badminton in high school and I got to be sort of good in the later, I don’t even remember why.
I don’t care much for sports, unless it’s the Olympic Games and there isn’t much to see on TV, and I sort of care about soccer, The World Cup, of course, but other than that, not all soccer, oh no: I only care about Barcelona, so much that I sort of have an official hat and shirt and a careful inspection in my closet you will find a bunch of MNG T-Shirts that read “Barcelona” that I sometimes purposely wear when I know the team has beat up Real Madrid (the “evil” archrival) at classic games, the purpose of wearing these shirts is mostly to sort of mortify my friends and relatives who love RM, in a subtly fashionable way. X) (I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing a Team Shirt!).
And no my relationship with the team started back when I was a teenager, so no, this is not about Messi (although he’s soccer god, if you know what I mean!). As for Barça, I sort of know the name of all the players, know when they’re playing, as much as I am happy that my beloved FCB is the best soccer team in the world and whenever they can, they kick the behinds of pretty much any other big soccer team in the world. And as much as I think Pep Guardiola, the kick ass coach, is so handsome and fashionable…
This inevitably leads me to the real issue here, my silly confession: I think Real Madrid’s coach, Jose Mourinho is a total jerk if you might. Ah, you don’t believe me???? (just type in his name and Press conference on youtube and I’m pretty sure you will find enough evidence for this). So much so, that the Spanish version of Rolling Stone magazine even awarded him with the title of “2011’s best Rock Star” basically for being difficult and a total jerk.
I also think he’s a complete loser for being coach of RM and also for being such a bad loser himself, understandably it must be really hard to conceal emotions when you think so much of your coaching skills, and you find you are coaching what is considered (and is) team #2 all the time, but I think -and get ready for this-: yes, I think Jose Mourinho is: tall, dark, handsome, and gorgeous! (but married)
:/
thank you for listening, dear audience… now the rest of my life can truly begin!
you see… guy berryman cannot be there because he took the picture, he was afraid someone would point out again just how much he looks like joseph fiennes these days…
;)
(not really!)
rnew:
Apparatjik… well Guy Berryman is never there… LOL
Guy Berryman is a ghost :P
where have they been? looks strange. there’s some east asian things :D

