2014. május 15., csütörtök



pengebacsi:



Egyébként belegondoltatok már, hogy mióta szombat este hivatalosan is beiktatták Orbán Viktort miniszterelnöknek folyamatosan ítéletidő tombol?
Remélem Gyurcsány a Gellért-hegy tetején már építi a bárkát, ami majd visszavisz minket Európába!
:((


Meg tudja nekem valaki mondani,

tavaszikornis:



zamatos-zamat:



hogy miért Pécsett, Kolozsvárott, Győrött, Székesfehérvárott? Miért nem Szegedett vagy Siófokott? A régi írásmód részéről mi ez a geogrammatikai diszkrimináció?



Nyíregyháza lehetne Legott








elevenacres:



1960’s Surfers






1950sunlimited:



Batman and Joker , 1966


behind scenes Batman


"Surf’s Up! Joker’s Under!" 


Répás zsömlével etették a dunakeszi elsősöket - Mindeközben

Link: Répás zsömlével etették a dunakeszi elsősöket - Mindeközben

ez megint olyan, hogy nem tudok rá mit reagálni

MÉG TÖBB FELKIÁLTÓJEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2014. május 14., szerda





szupercella:



algebraicvarietyshow:



az kiderult mar amugy hogy mi van a zsakban?



Ha Nyirő József, akkor elnézést.


Biszku Béla fáradt, ezért fel kellett tenni a lábát egy székre

szupercella:



szarazene:



:-)



Remélem, egy külön teremben.


kosullo:



Contours - Do You Love Me - Remastered Bubblerock Video HD (by danbanrock1)


!!!!!





tudom, hogy neveken ne, hát még hősi halottakén, de kosullo, ezt szeretném felajánlani a gyűjteményedbe





esztertorek:



FUJI, NY by sputnik 57 on Flickr.




miinka:



kutyaszarba léptem


a buszon






sadejude:



Thurston Moore’s ‘61 Fender Jazzmaster

Kim Gordon’s ‘66 Fender Jaguar






És a történet elolvasása után miért választottad példaképednek Dugovics Tituszt?

2014. május 13., kedd

menetrend

Link: menetrend





btw a telefonom nagy DK-fan





be kell vallanom, mindig gyújtok nekik egy mécsest, ha arra járok





the60sbazaar:



Sixties surfing beach scene photographed by LeRoy Grannis 






tejhatalom:



Kövér László megvizsgálja egy akácerdő őshonosságát.


These Are Your Homophobic Sports "Heroes" Who Are Disgusted By Michael Sam

Link: These Are Your Homophobic Sports "Heroes" Who Are Disgusted By Michael Sam

publicshaming:



This past Saturday, Michael Sam became the first openly gay football player to be drafted in the NFL. As any young talented football player would do after finding out they made it to a NFL team, he celebrated after hearing this news. ESPN showed him kissing his significant other.


Fellow…






dorkly:



'Batman vs. Superman' Batman AND Batmobile Revealed!


Let the complaining begin!



faith restored

2014. május 9., péntek





jehovavagysatan és a szomorú igazság :(((((((





teamcoco:



#Conan talks #Hooters in last night’s monologue. (at Warner Bros Stage 15)





















mmguitarbar:



I’m not usually one to jump on the righteous indignation bandwagon, but this sort of thing is ridiculous. I’m about to get long-winded.


Here’s a photo of an attractive girl playing bass and using really great gear. There’s a lot to celebrate, to be sure. But take a moment to read those comments. Really, really sad.


Though I love it dearly, the world of guitar has always been a testosterone-fueled boys’ club and anytime a pretty girl with a guitar comes along one of two things happens: we either shame her or we objectify her. It’s disgusting.


I’m not often the kind of guy to put up a fight on the internet, but this time I couldn’t help myself:

She’s beautiful for certain and has good taste in gear, but can we all just back off on the machismo for a bit and appreciate our bass-playing sister? Do we always have to sexualize women in music? Do we really need to criticize her technique – which you can’t judge from one still photograph of a split second! – or her use of a pick? God, it’s so tiresome.


And I really meant that. Here’s where I’m coming from: I’ve had the honor of playing in bands with a few very talented, very beautiful women. I love the musical perspective and heart that women bring to a band situation that men so often sidestep in favor of bravado and rippin’ leads. But being in a band with girls isn’t always easy, especially when they’re treated like shit by every guy in the bar.


Kylie*, my friend and former bandmate, often had to deal with the vagaries of being a woman in rock; after nearly every show there were a number of guys waiting for her at the edge of the stage, which wouldn’t have made me feel comfortable. She was always nice and friendly, but given the sorts of things she’s had to endure, I wouldn’t have held my composure in her position.


These guys, some of which had been very obviously eyeing her during a given performance, would swarm her, offer to buy her drinks, make completely trite observations about her gear and then proceed to talk down to her about it. “Oh, you use a Jazz Bass? Yeah, that thin neck would work well for a girl."


Sometimes they’d come up to her and preen, then talk her ear off about how they would have played her parts differently. They’d backtrack, convinced that they weren’t saying she was a bad player, but then point out what she could have done differently. You know, because girls don’t get theory or something. What you don’t know is that she’s a freaking classically-trained bassist! What idiots! Lordy.


Then again, some nights they’d just yell “SHOW US YOUR TITS” or “TAKE YOUR TOP OFF” from the back of a darkened bar, shielded by anonymity. Sometimes it was worse, and I’d have to make a point of sticking close to my friend, not because she can’t handle herself, but because for fuck’s sake she shouldn’t have to.


There were even a few nights where some dudes would come up to me, maybe buy me a drink and chat my ear off about bands for a few minutes before they’d just come out and ask, “So hey… about your bass player.” I’d roll my eyes and leave. Usually. Or I’d call them on it. But hey, free drinks!


Look, I appreciate the female form just as much as the next guy, and of course when I saw the above picture I stopped what I was doing because, yes indeed, that girl is beautiful. Add to that her good taste in gear (namely the Ampeg B-18 she’s playing through!) and I’m pretty jazzed. I’ll even admit that I called Other Mike and our new bro-sociate Matt over to my desk to see. Also, her clothes are so mod, so great. The whole look is perfect. 


You know what we didn’t do? Sexualize and dehumanize her. We didn’t stand there, deconstructing her body into its sexiest parts. We didn’t make casual jokes about how we’d like to verb her adjective-noun or how we wish we were the microphone. And we sure as heck didn’t publicly comment about the various sex acts we could perform with her, like the fifth commenter did.


Maybe I should lighten up, and I’m sure I will, but I can’t help but think that if I were her and I read that comment, I would be horrified and scandalized. Some of these comments are definitely a form of verbal rape. Saying ‘I wanna do this to her’ is not the same as saying ‘she’s hot’. She’s a real person, guys. We don’t need to further perpetuate a culture of rape!


Guys, please stop doing this. Women are not playthings or objects of pleasure. They’re complex individuals with storied pasts and thoughts, feelings, opinions and needs. If there’s an attractive girl in a band and you absolutely MUST speak with her, give her a genuine compliment on her playing. Don’t tell her she’s so HAWT and you’re so HAWNY. Tell her, “Hey, you kicked ass up there!”, because musicians always like hearing that. If she continues to speak to you, that’s pretty cool.


If you were wondering, she has a name: Laena Geronimo of mod band The Like. They’re a great band, and she’s a great bassist.


And once and for all, can we please stop arguing about using a pick on bass?


/end rant. Back to guitars.


*name changed to protect the affable and good-looking.

































mmguitarbar:



I was scrolling through Facebook this morning and saw this picture of the girl with a Silverburst Les Paul Custom and thought, “Oh man, I’d better not check out the comments if I don’t want to get mad.” Then I checked out that comments like a dumbass.


Dudes, I’m a reasonable guy and can appreciate an attractive woman. It’s true! Just ask my wife. (Or maybe don’t because maybe I’m not a good a husband as I think. Maybe take my word for it until I ask her? Then I’ll tell you.) Where was I? Attractive women are awes––scratch that, women are awesome with or without my approval of how they look. <——This is how you do that. Okay? Okay.


I’m not at all what I’d call an overly confident guy, so when I post a photo of myself to Facebook or Instagram, I definitely have those moments where I freak out a bit and worry about how I’ll be perceived; I always feel like I look really weird. But even though I have that small anxiety waiting for me on the other side of a selfie, I cannot begin to imagine what it must be like to be a woman posting a photo of herself with her favorite guitar on the internet, knowing full well that men are going to dissect her.


Okay, so while these comments may not be quite as bad as they were in that notorious Ampeg thread from last year––what, with its near SVU levels of descriptive language––it’s really not about the severity of the comments, it’s just about time that we stop.


What is it about us that, when we see a girl with a guitar, we automatically assume she can’t play or that she’s just a model. Granted, when I’m thumbing through guitar mags, I’m endlessly bothered by models (male and female) holding a guitar in playing position but not even trying to use a chord shape. That bugs the hell out of me, actually; especially when it’s an overly sexualized ad for a fucking capo or something. So, I can forgive some skepticism based on those experiences, but if you read the caption of the original photo it freaking says “My baby…” which should tell you that it’s her guitar. Her. Guitar.


So again, why is it that these guys take one look at her, assess her, erm, attributes, and then decide she probably can’t play and she should feel bad. Ugh. I mean, just check out those comments! People immediately take her to task for what she’s wearing (which isn’t revealing at all) and implying that she can’t possibly play because she looks like that.WHY? Oh, she has ripped pants, she can’t possibly know a chord. Flawless. Logic. Oh. My. Gawd.


Now, given my CSI/Guitar Tech sensibilities, I *almost* found myself agreeing with one comment that pointed out that her fingernails were really long, which makes it harder to play guitar. But “I highly doubt she plays guitar”? That’s not a reason she can’t be a player, I mean have you ever heard of press-ons? Or, maybe she plays a lot of barre chords, maybe in drop or open tunings. You can totally get by with a little nail on your finger. In fact, I’ve had customers that had longer nails that I’d ever believed possible that could still shred. (And she freaking does, too)


I am, however, encouraged that everyone is super concerned about her poor widdle back that can’t possibly hold a really heavy guitar like that wee-woo boo-boo-bee-boo. Guess she needs a big, stwong man to hold the guitaw for her while she plays her widdle sowngs AWWWWWWW.


Sorry. Not my finest moment. Women are tough, and Les Pauls can be heavy. Both true statements there. Hell, Les Pauls sometimes hurt my back, and I’m not exactly a tiny person. Guess what? Grrrl can play whatever she wants, no matter how much it weighs. Maybe she likes a heavy guitar, maybe it doesn’t even begin to hurt her back.


Ugh. I’m at a coffee shop right now and bored, so I’m sorry for the rant. I just get so heated about this stuff because it’s freaking 2014 and even with the hope of gender equality (for non-binary genders as well!) this kind of thinking is prevalent in the world at large. Because I’m part of the guitar community (a small part, yes) I tend to be extra sensitive to it when I see it there, and it just gets on my nerves.

So treat everyone with respect, friends. Just do that and we’ll get through this. Oh, and this woman that supposedly doesn’t play guitar? Yes she fucking does and her name is Melia. And she’s WAY better than I am. Not even my usual cup of tea, but damn. So there.


Also, I have great respect for Willie, who was the only voice of reason I found in the 200 comments I read. Couldn’t have said it better myself.






szarvas:



unadjustd:



na, és akkor ahogy történt valójában:


tényleg szóltam neki, hogy ha lehet, akkor ne a bicóssávban várakozzon a kálvinon, az, hogy ezt a gyalogosok elengedése miatt teszi, egyáltalán nem volt nekem egyértelmű, csak az, hogy valaki, ráadásul dajcstomika egy baszott nagy bmwvel áll ott, ahol tökre nincs helye


ekkor amúgy még tényleg egész korrekten reagált, utána viszont tök bunkón átvágott a “»saját«” sávjába, ami miatt egy kicsit megint nem értettem, hogy ez most mi


amikor beértem a múzeumkörúton, annyit kérdeztem, hogy vajon jó lenne-e, ha ezt az egészet most leírnám és elküldeném valamelyik, általa is nyilván olvasott portálnak, (“cink vagy 444”), erre egy picit tényleg levetette az addigi teljesen flegma, leszarom maszkot és idegesen közölte, hogy “neki mindegy”


viszont, az, hogy én bármiféle “biciklisdugót” okoztam volna, semmi más, mint egyszerű, olcsó, alja hazugság. semmilyen dugót nem okoztam, direkt odahúzódtam a baszott bmwje mellé, hogy elférjenek tőlem, és úgy beszéltem vele, amíg ő várakozott a pirosban. az astorián pedig nem a járdára hajtottam fel, hanem az aluljáróba lemenő lépcső és az út közti, teljesen elhagyott húsz centi széles padkára. szóval ez is egyszerű hazugság, semmi más.


na csók



cink meg 444????????????? hülye vagy?????????


A blikknél járt volna a 10000ft!!!!


kezdek egy kicsit a Fender Custom Shop kirakatává válni

2014. május 8., csütörtök





milyen ismerősöm mit csinált, hogy a Gazpromot tolja az arcomba a Facebook?





politikapolka:



Én a majmokra és az olcsó államra szavaznék, boldogan elvannak néhány banánnal

(via Konok Péter, fb)


2014. május 5., hétfő





Életviteli tanácsok a Vasembertől: ha valami szar történik az életben, így kell a padlóra érkezni.

2014. május 3., szombat

Egy nap Ed Bertrand úgy gondolta, hogy megírja a világ legjobb szörfszámát, és látá Ed Bertrand, hogy ez jó.

ma ilyen vicces hangulatomban vagyok





politikapolka:



vamhazkrt:



Csak a kis Smuck ne pereljen!



Riszpekt, brádö, riszpekt. A sitten a riszpekt a ló.


Itt tartunk

Utálom, amikor valaki olyanokat ír, hogy valami valaminek a margójára, de most jobb nem jut eszembe, úgyhogy álljon ez itt a 1 is 2 many kampány margójára:


Budapesti Corvinus Egyetem, Diplomáciai protokoll, kötelező irodalom, az oktató pedig Görög Ibolya.


Görög Ibolya: Protokoll – az életem. Budapest, Athenaeum, 2011, 73. o.


image





azért is csoda hely Szeged, mert ilyen leletek is vannak arrafelé