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    OVERDRIVEOVERDRIVE, nejlepsi pritel sama sebe: „Nech si zdát o spaní“
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    Ale samo nejvic je tohle... jako fak sorry, kdo uz semnou tuhle jizdu jel, proste mi bylo blbe, a tim padem ctes jen knihy, co uz ti nic noveho nedaji (pokud by chtel nekdo videt realitu, tak na last.fm porad scrobbluje over23)

    Simpsons - Seven Nation Army
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PkxTfrI2680


    A kdo nezna, v UK si to zpival kazdy za Tonyho Blaira, kdyz byli WASP v Iraku

    The White Stripes - 'Seven Nation Army'
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0J2QdDbelmY
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    Dneska jme se pohadali, ake ne v tomhle duchu, ale furt jedu na vne nostalgie. Tak tady..


    The Dead Weather - Treat Me Like Your Mother (Video)
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M7QSkI6My1g
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    A druha, tuhle jsem jeste necet, ale odtsud je Shane, jak TEN Shane. Neco jako TEN Shaman, nebo TEN Spider.... akorat vic, pac kua hero protagonists...

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    Apropos mato radi westerny? Tak tohle je jeden ze dvou nejlepsich.. ever. Taky Schafer je zapsany v srdcich vsech, kteri kdy mluvili/psali o “divokem zapadu” a to z “divokeho zapadu”.

    Proste klasika 1/2 (luv!!!)

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    Pozdravuje Kocka Skliba z Kuby ;)
    Jste ocekavani, skladovat se to neda

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    Jeden z nejlepsich kamosu mi rek, ze na nyx leze jen kvuli novem kozam, a kvuli tomu prijede i do Ovy, tak jsem Adele dal povel “zvedni svetr, chci videt kozy”... prej to neni verejny, tak to berte jako mujduvod, proc jsem v Ostrave, ale serte na vymluvi, a tama-venk. Shadowrun aurbex + chlastacka/vecere v Ove!!! Ale uzaj.

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    Mmchodem ctu knihu a cca 30 stran kapitol je z pohledu typka, ktery ztratil vse, v 50 je uspesny detektiv, ale taky zabil, bezdetny, rozvedeny, bez prace a domova. A je na lodi, ktera ma vyletet do vzduchu. Je popisovan jeho vnitrni ja, jak nechce, aby jej nekdo ukecaval, ze sebevrazda je blbost. A pak z pohledu jinych postav, kdy se mu to snazej rozmluvit a pak to vzdaji. Zatim nevim, zda umre. Ale je to ta postava s cirem, co jsem rikal, ze takovy uces chci. Je mi sympaticky. Tak podrobny a presny popis existencialniho pocitu, kdy uz ti neni uzko, uz jsi v perince sily, kterou jsi hledal treba rok, dva, nez jsi si ustlal. Kdy vis, ze mas silu prave a jen k tomu odejit. Vse ostatni je pritez, ale jsi v balancu, chybi jen posledni krok, umrit. To je mocny popis. (Uz jsem to zazil 2x, stradas energii, uz nemluvis, nepises, nectes, mlcis a steles. Vis jak, vis, ze az usporadas vsechno, jen to udelas. Jsi skoro stastny, mentalne spokojeny, jak predtim ne. Desive je, kdyz se to nepovede a zavolaj ti sanitku. Ten dojezd, kdy nemas silu zit, ani silu na dalsi pokus, to je desivy zlom. Temnota. Neni to, jak by ses znova narodil, nejsi stastny, zes prezil. To je blabol lidi, co nevi. Naopak, zmareny pokus o sebevrazdu je PEKLO, je ti hur nez kdy predtim, nemuzes nic, jsi rozbity, zrazeny, prebytecny, nemocny a bezmocne nasrany. To vsechno v knize je. Pripadlo mi to krasne. Jestli autor nikdy nepachal sebevrazdu, tak ma emocionalni inteligenci necekane vysoko. Pure existencialism v beckovem SF)
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    Potreboval jsem nejaky password manager, ktery by fungoval kdekoliv, od linuxu po android a nebyl placeny. Nasel jsem tohle:

    Open Source Password Management Solutions | Bitwarden
    https://bitwarden.com/

    Odkladam, pac se mi konecne podarilo donutit BFU z rodiny, aby si poridili password storage appku, pac to neustale zapominani hesel, ktera maji 4 znaky, to uz mi pripadne tristni....
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    Zajimaci malinke linuxove distro, chci zkusit:

    Tiny Core Linux, Micro Core Linux, 12MB Linux GUI Desktop, Live, Frugal, Extendable
    http://tinycorelinux.net/
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    „Výraz posthumánní doslova označuje to, čím se staneš, když už nejsi člověkem.“

    „Bez ohledu na protomolekulu, Protogen, Dresdena a jeho mengelovské a čingischánovské fantazírování, Millera napadalo, že on sám možná byl celou dobu napřed. Možná už byl posthumánní celá léta.“

    Citace z knihy
    01: Leviatan se probouzí
    James S. A. Corey
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    a tohle popravde neznam, chci si dat zitra na ceste do prace a tak... zni to dost rozsypane, asi jako kdyz me das do ruky strunne nastroje... coz znamena, ze spis spatne... ale odkladam na zitra [joy division cover? proste cold wave/new wave]

    New Order - Power, Corruption and Lies 1983 Full Vinyl
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mA7tcDryYDU
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    A tak nejaky modernejsi stoner rock, samozrejme Wooden Ships jsou odkazem k Jefferson Airplane potazmo jejich asi nejlepsi destce Volunteer... Co jsme se toho naposlouchali s Hippisakem.... Tak tancuj nebo zdechni, sraci!!!

    Wooden Shjips - Full Performance (Live on KEXP)
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CtHSOvL9xQE
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    Stejna doba, taky cesi...

    despondancing - jungle passion
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6B_O__2qwU
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    Na trubce nemaj Jedu do Pekla, a na Spotify taky ne, tak CZesky EBM, a porad jedem na vlne nostalgie:

    Devadesatkovat tanckovacka. Ta doba, kdy kdyz se nekdo predavkoval herakem, jeste nebyl prvni dotaz "Coze?! Kde to vzal!?"

    Vanessa Gun - Moderní doba
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7YZxNd_a540
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    OVERDRIVE: a je to levne, silne a dobre

    Je to levné a silné a dobré
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3cVKGaa9faA
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    Tohle nevim, jestli nekdo znate, je to ten samy clovek, co zpiva treba Nahrobni Kamen, aby bylo jasno...


    Petr Novák - Jenom mi nelži
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52dOnvbEe_g
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    Persons Unknown
    Poison Girls
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    This is a message to persons unknown
    Persons in hiding. Persons unknown
    Survival in silence
    Isn't good enough no more
    Keeping your mouth shut head in the sand
    Terrorists and saboteurs
    Each and every one of us
    Hiding in shadows persons unknown
    Hey there Mr. Average
    You don't exist you never did
    Hiding in shadows persons unknown
    Habits of hiding
    Soon will be the death of us
    Dying in secret from poisons unknown
    This is a message to persons unknown
    Strangers and passers-by
    Persons unknown
    Turning a blind eye
    Hope to go unrecognized
    Keeping your secrets persons unknown
    Housewives and prostitutes
    Plumbers in boiler suits
    Truants in coffee bars
    Who think you're alone
    Big men on building sites
    Sick men in dressing gowns
    Agents in motor cars
    Who never go home
    Women in factories
    One parent families
    Women in purdah
    Persons unknown
    Wild girls and criminals
    Rotting in prison cells
    Patients in corridors
    Persons unknown
    Statistics on balance sheets
    Numbered and rubberstamped
    Blind and invisible
    You're lost in your homes
    Liggers and layabouts
    Lovers on roundabouts
    Wake up in the morning
    Persons unknown
    Accountants in nylon shirts
    Feminists in floral skirts
    Nurses for when it hurts
    Persons unknown
    Astronauts and celibates
    Deejays and hypocrites
    Liars and lunatics
    Persons unknown
    Hopefuls on football pools
    Teachers in empty schools
    Kids into heroin not yet full grown
    Typists and usherettes
    Black men who can't forget
    The lonely who long for
    Persons unknown
    Closet idealists
    Baldheaded realists
    Rastas and bikers
    The voice on the phone
    Pimps and economists
    Royalty and communists
    Rioters and pacifists
    Persons unknown
    Visionaries with coloured hair
    Leather boys who just don't care
    Garter girls with time to spare
    Persons unknown
    Judges with prejudice
    Dissidents and anarchists
    Policemen deal dirty tricks
    To persons unknown
    Strikers and pickets
    Collectors of tickets
    Radical architects
    The queen on her throne
    Soldiers in uniform
    Sailors and stevedores
    Beggars and bankers
    Perjurers and men of law
    Persons unknown
    Football crowd hooligans
    Bunking off school again
    Workers down tools again
    United's at home
    Smokers with heart disease
    Cleaners of lavatories
    The old with their memories
    Persons unknown
    Flesh and blood are who we are
    Flesh and blood are what we are
    Flesh and blood are who we are
    Our cover is blown...
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    A tak kdyz uz si davame nostalgii, nejake ty dva dny...

    Rage Against The Machine - Killing In the Name
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bWXazVhlyxQ



    Rage Against The Machine Lyrics
    "Killing In The Name"

    Killing in the name of
    Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
    Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
    Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
    Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
    Huh!

    Killing in the name of
    Killing in the name of

    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    But now you do what they told ya
    Well now you do what they told ya

    Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
    You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
    Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
    You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

    Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
    Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
    Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
    Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
    Uggh!

    Killing in the name of
    Killing in the name of

    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya
    And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
    And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
    And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
    And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
    And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
    And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
    And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
    And now you do what they told ya!

    Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
    You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
    Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
    You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
    Come on!

    Yeah! Come on!

    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
    Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
    Motherfucker!
    Uggh!
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    A Most Disgusting Song
    Sixto Rodriguez

    Sixto Rodriguez - A Most Disgusting Song
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvFky0YcGAQ


    I've played every kind of gig there is to play now
    I've played faggot bars, hooker bars, motorcycle funerals
    In opera houses, concert halls, halfway houses.
    Well I found that in all these places that I've played
    All the people that I've played for are the same people
    So if you'll listen, maybe you'll see someone you know in this song.
    A most disgusting song.
    The local diddy bop pimp comes in
    Acting limp he sits down with a grin
    Next to a girl that has never been chased
    The bartender wipes a smile off his face
    The delegates cross the floor,
    Curtsy and promenade through the doors,
    And slowly the evening begins.
    And there's Jimmy "Bad Luck" Butts
    Who's just crazy about them East Lafayette weekend sluts
    Talking is the lawyer in crumpled up shirt
    And everyone's drinking the detergents
    That cannot remove their hurts
    While the Mafia provides your drugs,
    Your government will provide the shrugs,
    And your national guard will supply the slugs,
    So they sit all satisfied.
    And there's old playboy Ralph
    Who's always been shorter than himself,
    And there's a man with his chin in his hand,
    Who knows more than he'll ever understand.
    Yeah, every night it's the same old thing
    Getting high, getting drunk, getting horny
    At the Inn-Between, again.
    And there's the bearded schoolboy with the wooden eyes
    Who at every scented skirt whispers up and sighs
    And there's a teacher that will kiss you in French
    Who could never give love, could only fearfully clench
    Yeah, people every night it's the same old thing
    Getting pacified, ossified, affectionate at Mr. Flood's party, again
    And there's the militant with his store-bought soul
    There's someone here who's almost a virgin I've been told
    And there's Linda glass-made who speaks of the past
    Who genuflects, salutes, signs the cross and stands at half mast
    Yeah, they're all here, the Tiny Tims and the Uncle Toms,
    Redheads, brunettes, brownettes and the dyed haired blondes,
    Who talk to dogs, chase broads and have hopes of being mobbed,
    Who mislay their dreams and later claim that they were robbed
    And every night it's going to be the same old thing
    Getting high, getting drunk, getting horny
    Lost, even, at Martha's Vineyard, again
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