I find myself, lying on the top of one of the water deposits of my city. A big, low, flat building.
A loud motorbike has just rode into the city night, burping gasses and combustion residues.
It’s 1:15am and there are so many things I could be doing right now. Better things.
I have always been fascinated by this place, perhaps because no one ever comes here and much less at night. It is peaceful, somewhat silent and only some vehicles drive by every once in a while. But overall, it’s forgotten. The tiles of what right now for me is The Floor, although technically a roof, are coming off, and weeds and various plants are slowing growing on it. Fed by the rains and the humidity of this sectors drinking waters. Unaware of everything that happens around then.
A few minutes have passed and I can no longer see the stars that only short ago got through the yellow and orange reflections of the street lights. There are clouds in the way.
There are always, clouds in the way.
Somehow, some time ago… Luckily, waves of electricity still carry the musical signals that excite the coils inside this headphones, which just like the plants, imperviously, bring music to my ears…
Somehow, some time ago… Someone I once loved, told me about this song.
Lately, in our university we’ve been tinkering with the simple 8 bit processor PicoBlaze, for which there is a little simulator out there called “PicoBlaze IDE”.
But as it seems, there are no OS X versions available. So, like before, here is a small port (thanks to Wine) for Mac OS X. I have tested it on three independent Apple machines, running OS X 10.10 and 10.9 and it worked on both.
As to why it takes so much space: the app bundle contains all the necessary wine support files, in order to run the app without having to install wine into the target computer. Also, should you have any problems running it, it seems like in some cases having X11 installed in your mac allows it to run although it is not always necessary.
Finalmente me he decidido a escribir un tutorial sobre como tener una cuenta de Twitter anónima y como publicar tweets en la misma de forma protegida. La razón por la que me he animado a hacer una pequeña guía para esto es debido a las consecuencias en las que puede derivar en nuestro país hoy en día expresar ciertas opiniones a través de las redes sociales, siendo Twitter una de las mas significativas. No con ello quiero presentarme a favor o en contra de ciertos tipos de comportamiento, si no simplemente defender nuestra privacidad en internet ya que como cualquier buen residente de la red, soy consciente de que muchas veces se utiliza el anonimato de internet para descargarnos con independencia de lo que hagamos o dejemos de hacer en el mundo no-virtual. De la misma manera, considero que la monitorizacion de las redes sociales por parte de los poderes y las represalias que estos llevan a cabo en ocasiones, presentan una grave amenaza a nuestra libertad de expresión, a nuestra privacidad y a la neutralidad de una red que cada vez se encuentra mas bajo la tutela de los intereses de unos pocos. Dicho esto, me pongo a ello.
This past weekend I went to a show at a local bar in Santander. Not even halfway there I was already hating the fact that I had forgotten to bring earplugs again, and knowing how little regard this particular bar has for music volume I was already preparing myself for a long night of intense music and post-show ear ringing.
The bands were LCH and Kokoshca, both from Spain, and I originally didn’t expect much from them, since a friend of mine had been talking constantly about both of them for the past week. We could say I had grown tired of their names without having even gone to the show yet.
This, however changed rapidly soon into the show.
LCH is a well known local band and as usual, they did not disappoint. It is however the second band that played that night that I’d like to comment on. Positively that is, of course.
With a well staged performance followed by a homy atmosphere with sofas and not too many people, one might think it would lack some kick. But as they went through their setlist their music gained in strength and carried quite a punch. I would describe them as a renewed, slightly more on the Pop side version of The B52’s, although that might be due to their vocalists, whose voices resemble those of The B52’s.
Don’t believe when you confide is me, I don’t get your thrift – but you keep saying that we know the drill. I have to follow, have to follow the head. Humbleness is not the major thing, neither modesty. You’ve got a big ego indeed; is not as big as me. So what? SO WHAT? What do you think you’re doing? What? So what? So what do you think you’re doing now? Now all the big and broken promises, failing behind me. So what? So what? So what do you think you’re doing? What? SO WHAT? So what do you think you’re doing now?
Everything reminds me of you, from the movies to the music we knew, and I’m going round in circles and I don’t know what to do, coz’ everything reminds me of you.
Everyday’s a trip to the moon, everyday I tell myself “soon.. I won’t be going round in circles and I’ll know just what to do”.
Couse everything reminds me of you. Everything reminds me of you, from the movies to the music we knew, and I’m going round in circles and I don’t know what to do, coz’ everything reminds me of you.
I’m OK with the little you give. I’m ok and I’m not dropping a hint that it’s ok like this. OK, the contradiction is me, crash it off and you see no thing to fix. OK, the kid is me. /… / I’m fine when the daylight retreats. I feel it’s my retrieval of me, just what I want to see. /… / Hey! I need to touch what i thought I had: your back, my back, the back of our hands. /… / I know a place to be outta place, I’m not very far, far, far away. Hey! I need to touch what i thought I had: your back, my back, the back of our hands.