So that was that.
All too prematurely, the New Year feel-good bubble burst.
I didn’t even make it past the middle of January before the ephemeral nature of peace and calm was made clearly evident with all sense of harmony disappearing like piss on a campfire, leaving me totally stressed out and thoroughly pissed off.
Anyone who visits the comments section will know this already but last week became the week from hell.
Well at least as far as my computer activity is concerned.
So now, as well as trying to reload my entire collection back onto iTunes in my own inimitably anal and precise way, I have nothing posted from last week and nothing prepared for this week.
All I have is confusion and frustration as I juggle with one of modern life’s great puzzles, a mystery of such unfathomable depth that I can’t even begin to find an answer.
All I can do is accept it for what it was. A total pain in the arse!
So what is it that inspires someone to write a computer virus?
What form of gratification or satisfaction can someone possibly get from unleashing a mini plague of nano-bits that then totally f4cks up someone else’s weekend?
What kind of person is shallow enough to do that!
When someone writes a song or a piece of poetry, a novel or a play, they do so with the hope that someone will like what they’ve done, the hope that in some way, their work might bring some enjoyment or tweak a certain emotional string in someone. Everything, from embalmed cows encased in acrylic to the latest ‘Rock Band’ or ‘Call of Duty’ X-Box games, is aimed at giving something to the end user.
If it’s really good, they might even part with some cash for the privilege.
Your computer spod though, he is a different beast. He has no notion of giving.
To bring joy to another being is a concept completely alien to him. Clearly, he must have suffered badly as a child. The only excitement he will have experienced is pulling wings off bumble bees. Locked in a darkened attic from an early age, dangerously deficient in vitamin D, he is almost certainly a zit infested specimen with no mates to speak of, no pleasant memories of childhood, no toys and no ambition. He is so socially inept that the only way he can interact with the outside world is by releasing his nasty little germs in the hope they infect some poor passer by. I rank this along the same lines as those pervy little scumbags who jerk off over the seats of ladies toilets.
They know they’ve done something.
They know someone’s going to get it but they don’t have the bollocks to hang around to see the results of their endeavours.
All they can do sit in their own smelly little private geekdom with their virus porn, specs all steamed up with their bell ends stuck to their kegs.
Surely to f4ck it isn’t worth the excitement.
This of course is a mere trifle compared to the shit some people have to deal with every day and, at the end of it, nobody died and nobody got hurt; nobody got ripped off or were held to ransom. From my point of view, all my data is backed up externally anyway so all I’ve lost, apart from a whole weekend, is a couple of utilities that I can simply download again.
OK, so it took three attempts to rid my hard drive of whatever crap had infected it; by the third restore I did feel like I’d been kicked in the bollocks on the way to the executioner and there were the odd thousand brain cells that I must have lost from banging my head on the desk before emerging looking like Eistein after 10 rounds with a pack of pit bulls but all in all, looking back, my machine is running faster and better than before.
To keep things that way though, I now have to re-evaluate where I go on the internet.
It’s not that I’m sloppy but the things I previously took for granted, I no longer can.
It makes me think twice about downloading.
It makes me think very long and hard about whether I want to buy anything over the internet.
It makes me seriously think twice about blogs or torrent trackers who carry advertising or subscribe to the idea that, because they are offered money, it’s ok to flash up any old shite.
This, for any who are concerned, is where said virus came from. I can’t tell exactly where but there are a couple of places that I won’t be visiting again.
When I think about it, this is similar in a way to how terrorism works.
Let’s face it, nobody wants to go to Mumbai any more.
A few suicide bombers and a couple of plane crashes and everyone is suddenly thinking of holidaying at home.
It makes people fear doing the normal things.
It makes you change they way you live and stop you doing the things you want to do.
The pattern of normal life becomes altered and they have won.
Even now, after three factory resotres, I’m twitchy about using the internet.
My activity is bound to be curtailed.
The point here I guess, is that anyone who comes here to download, probably goes to the same places I do.
That being so, BE WARNED, there’s bugs out there.
Although, as a matter of principle, I will NEVER use ads, banners or allow pop ups on this space, there are plenty others who have the opposite opinion.
I don’t understand why.
It’s supposed to be about the music.
If it’s about making money they should go get a job.
As for the geek who screwed my weekend? He probably sees himself as the mastermind of some mythical cyberspace version of Al Qaeda.
He probably thinks he’s won.
Well Mr Scumsucking F4cking Shitebag, you might think you won.
BUT ONLY IN YOUR F4CKING DREAMS!
And so, somewhat gingerly but phoenix like nonetheless, the music…
The Alarm – Greatest Hits Live 2005
http://rapidshare.com/files/188474814/The_Alarm-Greatest_Hits_Live_2005_1.rar
http://rapidshare.com/files/188482974/The_Alarm-Greatest_Hits_Live_2005_2.rar
Zutons – MTV Acoustic Session
http://rapidshare.com/files/160844584/MTV_Acoustic_Session.rar
Zutons – Koko Club, London (14.02.06)
http://rapidshare.com/files/160832238/Koko_Club__London__14.02.06_.rar
JoeBonamassa – Live in Denver 27-01-07
http://rapidshare.com/files/160843386/Live_in_Denver_Joe_Bonamassa_27-01-07_Pt_1.rar
http://rapidshare.com/files/160841325/Live_in_Denver_27-01-07_Pt_2.rar
An Emotional Fish – Junk Puppets
http://rapidshare.com/files/160827614/Junk_Puppets.rar
Modest Mouse – Good News For People Who Love Bad News
http://rapidshare.com/files/160811856/Good_News_For_People_Who_Love_Bad_News.rar
Sacred Spirit – Chants And Dances Of The Native American
http://rapidshare.com/files/160790021/Chants_And_Dances_Of_The_Native_American.rar
10000 Maniacs – Orpheum Boston 1988
http://rapidshare.com/files/160779438/10000Maniacs_Orpheum_Boston_1988_1.rar
http://rapidshare.com/files/160785015/10000ManiacsOrpheum_Boston_1988_2.rar
The Motors - 1
http://rapidshare.com/files/160774292/1.rar
The The – Matt Johnson – 2000 Sept 25 Winnepeg Canada
http://rapidshare.com/files/160768720/The_The_Matt_Johnson_-_2000_Sept_25_Winnepeg_Canada_pt1.rar
http://rapidshare.com/files/160761948/The_The_Matt_Johnson_-_2000_Sept_25_Winnepeg_Canada.rar
Led Zeppelin (almost) – The New Yardbirds – London Blues
http://rapidshare.com/files/160750072/The_New_Yardbirds_-_London_Blues_1.rar
http://rapidshare.com/files/160756219/The_New_Yardbirds_-_London_Blues_2.rar
Thirteen Senses - The Invitation
http://rapidshare.com/files/160744010/The_Invitation.rar
Skip James – Illinois Blues
http://rapidshare.com/files/160738083/Skip_James_Illinois_Blues_1.rar
http://rapidshare.com/files/160817981/Illinois_Blues_2.rar
Ofra Haza - Shaday
http://rapidshare.com/files/160733386/Shaday.rar
The Sundays - Reading, Writing And Arithmetic
http://rapidshare.com/files/160727741/Reading__Writing_And_Arithmetic.rar
Pale Fountains – Pacific Street
http://rapidshare.com/files/160722335/Pacific_Street.rar
…and finally, the most over used word last weekend…
f4ck (a seriously funny lesson in modern language)
http://rapidshare.com/files/188483208/f___.rar
Apologies if any of these are repeats but I quite literally have files scattered everywhere.
Kind of like an eighties equivalent of the morning after the night before - CDs strewn to the four walls and not a jewel case in sight.
Anyway…
Enjoy…
Hooli
Saturday, 24 January 2009
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