NOVAROCKABELLA; the adventures of G & PARIS

"i have been very ill and bedridden for a month, and may have to enter a hospital at the end of this..."

Fri, 03 Feb 2012 16:28:13 -0500

“i have been very ill and bedridden for a month, and may have to enter a hospital at the end of this month if no improvements. i dont know how long til i will recover, but i am feeling ballsy now and wont let anything stop me. i did not want to have to say anything— but i want to let you know that I have not been avoiding or hiding from you. it is just difficult to sit upright at the computer and talk. so please give me your love and support as the only thing i can bare to focus on is my health. please help me so i can do what i was born to do on this earth.”

- G

GLASS HARMONICA

Thu, 22 Dec 2011 19:49:18 -0500

The instrument’s popularity did not last far beyond the 18th century. Some claim this was due to strange rumors that using the instrument caused both musicians and their listeners to go mad. It is a matter of conjecture how pervasive that belief was; all the commonly cited examples of this rumor are German, if not confined to Vienna.

One example of fear from playing the glass harmonica was noted by a German musicologist Friedrich Rochlitz in the Allgemeine Musikalische Zeitung:

“The harmonica excessively stimulates the nerves, plunges the player into a nagging depression and hence into a dark and melancholy mood that is apt method for slow self-annihilation. If you are suffering from any nervous disorder, you should not play it; if you are not yet ill you should not play it; if you are feeling melancholy you should not play it.”^[14]

The somewhat disorienting quality of the ethereal sound is due in part to the way that humans perceive and locate ranges of sounds. Above 4,000 Hertz we primarily use the volume of the sound to differentiate between each ear (left and right) and thus triangulate, or locate, the source. Below 1,000 Hertz we use the ‘phase differences’ of sound waves arriving at our ears to identify left and right for location. The predominant timbre of the armonica is in the range of 1,000–4,000 hertz, which coincides with the sound range where the brain is ‘not quite sure’ and thus we have difficulty locating it in space (where it comes from), and referencing the source of the sound (the materials and techniques used to produce it).^[18]

LISTEN XX:

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/51/Stars-GlassArmonica.ogg

++ R O Y A L - B L U E / T E S L A - B L U E - balances the...

Wed, 21 Dec 2011 00:20:47 -0500

++ R O Y A L - B L U E / T E S L A - B L U E - balances the pineal gland and both brain hemispheres, used to receive communications, telepathic++

FLIGHT

Mon, 19 Dec 2011 07:47:38 -0500

It was a beautiful sunny autumn day in a glade surrounded by moderately high rusty coloured trees; in this dream that I just woke from, I was teaching myself how to levitate.

I have had many dreams about flying, but not one for a long while.

My body recognizes the physics of it. It feels slightly wobbly, the way magnets of the same polarity react against each other. It requires a great amount of relaxed focus. Try too hard and you fall. No focus at all, nothing happens.

My body gradually goes from dense normality to a floating light-ness. I do not feel as though I am exerting force, but instead that I am becoming less dense. Eventually, I become light enough to be blown with the wind and react to the directional shears.

I practice raising myself into the air vertically, using the branches of the tree as a brace in case I become dense again and fall. I do this a few times, and begin to flow with the gentle blowing winds, then allow myself to land again shortly after, before going a bit higher the next time.

To control the direction I move in, there seems to be a degree of magnetism involved. I cannot explain this with any scientific reasoning, but it does resemble the idea of reversing the polarity of the body to match that of the Earth’s magnetic field.

Firstly, adjusting the polarity of the body on a gradient based on the degree of height desired. Secondly, using the winds or adjusting the physics of the body to glide in a direction desired.

With a great enough understanding of every molecule in ones body, a deep inner awareness and disciplined control of every cell and process — this seems to be the pathway to human flight.

i’ve been here before, i’ve been down this...

Fri, 16 Dec 2011 09:16:00 -0500

i’ve been here before, i’ve been down this road; i’ve been floating cross the shore — travelling down the moonlit causeways; let my hand drift through the torres.

seen the city lights reflecting orange glows, passing under arching bridges, ’magining coarse and parchment kisses, feeling heartbeats ebb from b’low.

darling; i dont have to go, i dont really have to go — and you dont have to know how i really feel about how you choked my soul.

i’ll just pretend that we never had a single thing and we were silly pawns in silly games of chivalry and little dreams of birds and bees — and words like please —can we do that again?

Say— hickory woke my nose in shambles, when can we...

Fri, 16 Dec 2011 08:56:19 -0500

Say— hickory woke my nose in shambles, when can we celebrate?

Fate— was a venture of the first, the worst century.

No— lick of the flames provides warmth and sorrow.

Stop— feed me when I want to eat in tomorrows, in tomorrows.

Signed— somewhere in Bethlehem 1989, it was so awful, it was so awful.

Fine— go on and feel me die right in your arms. It was so awful, it was so awful being there.

stay, stay, stay, i want you to just stay. i want you evermore,...

Thu, 15 Dec 2011 16:00:00 -0500

stay, stay, stay, i want you to just stay. i want you evermore, i love you more and more each day. i’ll be safe here, always calming down. feelings all come true; with or without you.

we ain’t friends, nuh uh. we ain’t friends nuh...

Thu, 15 Dec 2011 08:00:00 -0500

we ain’t friends, nuh uh. we ain’t friends nuh uh. we ain’t friends, nuh uh. we ain’t friends, nuh uh; no we ain’t.

feel my body on you, feel me sweat against you, there is nothing friendly about that, no. kissing tenderly, kiss your hips, kiss your lips the ones beneath your hips.

no, we ain’t friends. no no, we ain’t friends. nuh uh, we ain’t friends. no no, we ain’t friends; no we ain’t.

† † †

shimmering girl; wont you come shine for me? my heart is dark. i beckon the heavens, bring that shimmering star.

++ sheik montage ++

Wed, 07 Dec 2011 18:30:20 -0500

++ sheik montage ++

Audio

Tue, 06 Dec 2011 17:41:00 -0500

LMFAO, good to know that in spite of all your pretentious artistry, you still have a sense of humor.

Tue, 06 Dec 2011 17:01:29 -0500

BUAHAHAHA

having a bad day

Mon, 05 Dec 2011 01:28:30 -0500

having a bad day

+ v i m a n a - d o g f i g h t e r - p i l o t +

Tue, 29 Nov 2011 17:33:30 -0500

+ v i m a n a - d o g f i g h t e r - p i l o t +

s n o w y - b e a c h

Mon, 28 Nov 2011 19:53:00 -0500

s n o w y - b e a c h

Is everything on here yours?? I can barely tell this is a tumblr. Legit.

Mon, 28 Nov 2011 16:29:32 -0500

it’s three nines fine; pure novarockabellan gold

he is sharp like pristine, cannot be fooled. try and get one...

Thu, 24 Nov 2011 16:24:00 -0500

he is sharp like pristine, cannot be fooled.

try and get one over him, just to be cool.

she thinks she’s not with the herd, she’s kinda wrong.

try and get one over her, all that verbosity.

labyrinths & games befall our brains

dont you go & be a child.

& with a swagger he left, his prop dangled from his lip

the smoke indicates he gives a shit.

casablanca, AH! who got the notion?

tragedy isnt my specialty, oh no.

labyrinths & games befall our brains

dont you go & be a child.

best. journal. ever.

Thu, 24 Nov 2011 14:57:42 -0500

!!! FINALLY SOMEONE ELSE GETS IT

Let me tell you about these chicks; they can drive you out your...

Thu, 24 Nov 2011 03:50:00 -0500

Let me tell you about these chicks; they can drive you out your wit. There’s only one cure i know of— thats to grab them by the hips, pull em real close, say “dont misbehave”

You are mine tonight and forever, so don’t spoil the mood… don’t misbehave.

you’re making it hard for yourself

patience, oh patience my sweetest girl

i’ll slide it deeper tonight

i’ll make you feel like the world is still

while we move

deeper and deeper, i’ll make you wait

…if you start to misbehave.

Oh, friends, foes, failed plan and goals. Cant rely on the...

Thu, 24 Nov 2011 03:01:00 -0500

Oh, friends, foes, failed plan and goals. Cant rely on the people I needed, they been and gone, oh why?

Seems they’re here today, gone tomorrow.
When things get tough, where are they? Where are they? I will do it myself, I will do it myself, I will do it—

Oh, fathers, like them so called friends; they wanna help you to please guilty consciences, then back out and leave you with consequence.

Oh why, why, why, why, why?

Seems they’re here today, gone tomorrow.
When things get tough, where are they? Where are they? I will do it myself, I will do it myself, I will do it myself.

Oh why, why, why, why, why?

Seems they’re here today, gone tomorrow.
When things get tough, where are they? Where are they? I will do it myself, I will do it myself, I will do it myself.

still alive

Fri, 18 Nov 2011 11:37:00 -0500

circus-master: You shall never love another.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: You shall never find your brothers.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: You're nasty and you're mean.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: You'll never meet your dreams.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: I'll whip you down; I'll keep you weak.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: I'll snatch your crown; I'll see you meek.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circusmaster: You're no king of the jungle.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circusmaster: You'll never feed your hunger.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: When tamed, I'll grin from ear to ear.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: When named, invite laughs or incite fears.
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: Why, you're naught but a big cat!
lion: I'm still alive! I've still my pride!
circus-master: You're caught; now dance for kids and brats!
lion: CHOMP, GOBBLE, BITE, SWALLOW. My jaws now open wide; my claws now change the tides! We're free, now and forever; no cage nor captor clever.