<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945</id><updated>2011-08-02T02:29:20.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zachwyty</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-1683385698224298803</id><published>2010-10-06T22:52:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:50:08.565+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ti-tim dum.</title><content type='html'>po paru latach wprawek i pracy (i owej działalności przejawów, w postaci bezpańskich singli - utworów, które w większości najprawdopodobniej nigdy nie miały się ukazać na albumach) Liam Howlett przygotował płytę. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaskakująco mocną, jak na kierunek, w jakim zmierzała młoda wówczas fala rave'u, i w jakim dał się poznać również sam autor. zaskakująco ambitną, i w ogóle zaskakująco zaskakującą, do tego stopnia, że stała się ona punktem wyjścia do serii dokonań muzycznych, które - jak się zastanowić - jako jedyne z tamtej epoki przetrwały w pamięci do dziś.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;żadne jednak nie powtórzyły tego pierdolnięcia, z jakim jericho otwierało experience. majstersztyk w zakresie harmonii i łączenia rytmów, którego liam, pomimo wielu niesamowitych kompozycji, nieraz nawet ciekawszych i bogatszych, już nigdy nie doścignął. może bał się powtarzalności, a może po prostu nie był w stanie. a może najzwyczajniej jericho było pierwsze, i z tego względu niepowtarzalne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='text'>you know my mind is going through it too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I know just exactly where to be&lt;br /&gt;You know what my freedom means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just exactly what my freedom means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say I know just what I want to be&lt;br /&gt;You say what's it all supposed to mean&lt;br /&gt;What's it mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we don't agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's all folks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QlsqyxUkro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-QlsqyxUkro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;but we don't agree&lt;/span&gt; - łamie konstrukcję dokładnie tam, gdzie powinno.&lt;br /&gt;i oddech w roli instrumentu.&lt;br /&gt;i te Zęby :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-4810596953873192515?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/4810596953873192515/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-know-my-mind-is-going-through-it.html#comment-form' 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when you're not there</title><content type='html'>jedna z ulubionych-od-zawsze, jak dla mnie najlepsze z albumu, albumu będącego punktem szczytowym w karierze. tekst właściwie do wklejenia w całości, ale postaram się coś wyciąć :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;they're trying hard to put me in my place&lt;br /&gt;and that is why i gotta keep running&lt;br /&gt;the future is mine and it's no disgrace &lt;br /&gt;cos in the end the past means nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you tell me i'm free then you tie me down &lt;br /&gt;and from my chains i think it's a pity &lt;br /&gt;what did it cost you to wear my crown &lt;br /&gt;you don't like me why don't you admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel a little down today &lt;br /&gt;i ain't got much to say &lt;br /&gt;you're gonna miss me when i'm not there &lt;br /&gt;and you know i don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we beg and steal and borrow &lt;br /&gt;life is hit an miss and this &lt;br /&gt;i hope, i think, i know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v03BtEzQMxw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v03BtEzQMxw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-1572643336300100292?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/1572643336300100292/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2010/09/whos-gonna-miss-you-when-youre-not.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/1572643336300100292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/1572643336300100292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2010/09/whos-gonna-miss-you-when-youre-not.html' title='who&apos;s gonna miss you when you&apos;re not there'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-4996816418285596930</id><published>2010-05-17T11:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T11:38:18.301+02:00</updated><title type='text'>just wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qV9OChbneIo&amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qV9OChbneIo&amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iZY8DpIK3ik&amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iZY8DpIK3ik&amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mogłoby być więcej, ale trochę bez sensu. zawsze można kliknąć i puścić listę.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ i te wąsy.. ;) ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-4996816418285596930?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/4996816418285596930/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-wow.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/4996816418285596930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/4996816418285596930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-wow.html' title='just wow.'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-8099777904014625199</id><published>2010-04-28T08:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:03:24.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>all i wanted was to be wanted</title><content type='html'>utwór tak na miejscu, że aż trudno uwierzyć, że to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So I'm gunna leave you, I'd like you to leave me to leave you&lt;br /&gt;But love, believe me; it isn't because I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;(You know I don't need you)&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was to be wanted&lt;br /&gt;But you're drowning me deep in your need to be needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciężko skomentować, bo wszystko jest wprost. więc po prostu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UYEZnhnVCg&amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UYEZnhnVCg&amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ pa. dzięki za ten utwór. ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-8099777904014625199?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/8099777904014625199/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-i-wanted-was-to-be-wanted.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/8099777904014625199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/8099777904014625199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-i-wanted-was-to-be-wanted.html' title='all i wanted was to be wanted'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-1650466619916337865</id><published>2010-01-13T10:26:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:55:40.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>jak będę duży, ...</title><content type='html'>[trochę zwątpiłem, kiedy ujrzałem datę ostatniego postu. ale cóż poradzić. oto nowy.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jak dla mnie mocno to przypomina bjork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ale tak naprawdę wspólnie z tamtą tworzy niejasne i trudne do wytłumaczenia odczucie, że muzyka ludowa tych miejsc, gdzie ludzi jak na lekarstwo, ma pewien wspólny mianownik - i że właśnie wypływa ona na szerokie wody/lądy/lody za sprawą takich twórców.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4F-CpE73o2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4F-CpE73o2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-8829254614161715092</id><published>2009-07-12T22:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:08:47.345+02:00</updated><title type='text'>nie wiem co napisać.</title><content type='html'>serio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;stand up, you've got to manage&lt;br /&gt;i won't sympathize anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and if you complain once more&lt;br /&gt;you'll meet an army of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're alright, there's nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;self sufficience please! and get to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're on your own now&lt;br /&gt;we won't save you&lt;br /&gt;your rescue squad&lt;br /&gt;is too exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/07/nie-wiem-co-napisac.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/8829254614161715092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/8829254614161715092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/07/nie-wiem-co-napisac.html' title='nie wiem co napisać.'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-2415558556942996458</id><published>2009-07-04T11:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:32:00.309+02:00</updated><title type='text'>you wanna know why?..</title><content type='html'>[ musiało się tu w końcu pojawić. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;może jesteś w totalnej rozsypce&lt;br /&gt;i nic nie wystarcza na tę samotność&lt;br /&gt;na oślep łapiesz się wszystkiego wokół..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then - you meet me&lt;br /&gt;and your whole world changes&lt;br /&gt;because everything i say &lt;br /&gt;is everything &lt;br /&gt;you ever wanted to hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo przecież w każdym spojrzeniu masz wypisane co chciałabyś ujrzeć.&lt;br /&gt;w każdym pytaniu zawierasz odpowiedź, którą chciałabyś usłyszeć.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; things are going so well.. &lt;br /&gt;you wanna know why?.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;em&gt;chcę usłyszeć ten huk. - proszę bardzo.&lt;/em&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_vgQalXaIxs&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_vgQalXaIxs&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i to przepiękne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; maybe it's somethin' inside&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's somethin' i can't explain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-2415558556942996458?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/2415558556942996458/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-wanna-know-why.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/2415558556942996458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/2415558556942996458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-wanna-know-why.html' title='you wanna know why?..'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-6646355656690308987</id><published>2009-06-06T13:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:33:24.934+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i seek the truth, whatever that may be</title><content type='html'>[ tego na pewno tu brakowało ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday i hope to rise above&lt;br /&gt;material chains which hold me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ jak to się robi, żeby śpiewając jednocześnie grać na basie?.. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.. misconceptions about being a man ..&lt;br /&gt;.. to live the truth as best i can ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ btw. - zawsze chciałem być duży ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so many lies i told, so many lives i've sold.&lt;br /&gt;so far away from who i am i never understand.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;so many dreams i had, so many lives i've lived&lt;br /&gt;so many friends i said goodbye forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w-234Jy6bJM&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w-234Jy6bJM&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-6646355656690308987?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-2817310794312700727</id><published>2009-05-25T20:45:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:13:59.782+02:00</updated><title type='text'>chcę stąd wyjść</title><content type='html'>zaskakujące zupełnie, że coś takiego się pojawia, jakoś nagle, jakoś znikąd.&lt;br /&gt;i mijają miesiące już chyba, zanim człowiek dojrzeje, żeby o tym wspomnieć.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ale wspomina. kawałek całkiem dobrego punka, imho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wd-_Q05v2_4&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wd-_Q05v2_4&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-zpT9ldpp6M&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-zpT9ldpp6M&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-2817310794312700727?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/2817310794312700727/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/05/chce-stad-wyjsc.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/2817310794312700727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/2817310794312700727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/05/chce-stad-wyjsc.html' title='chcę stąd wyjść'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-7474839162687796505</id><published>2009-04-28T22:19:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:47:28.679+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i'd better get going to get a little peace of mind</title><content type='html'>kiedy wszystko dzieje się w tak poplątany sposób jak teraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wild winds are blowin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten rozpędzony tekst stawia wszystko na nogi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rivers keep on flowin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;świat po prostu taki jest&lt;br /&gt;[ a punk pojawił się parę lat później. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wild winds are blowin', yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7pCZNYxkoQ&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7pCZNYxkoQ&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to podobno pierwsze telewizyjne wystąpienie slade'ów, z 1969 roku.&lt;br /&gt;[ 7.04.2009: czy ktoś kojarzy jeszcze jakieś występy, w których frontman stoi w tyle? ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-7474839162687796505?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/7474839162687796505/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/04/id-better-get-going-to-get-little-peace.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/7474839162687796505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/7474839162687796505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/04/id-better-get-going-to-get-little-peace.html' title='i&apos;d better get going to get a little peace of mind'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-3858197282569124584</id><published>2009-03-07T10:26:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:53:09.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>słowo na niedzielę</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wir werden immer laut durchs Leben zieh'n&lt;br /&gt;Jeden Tag in jedem Jahr&lt;br /&gt;Und wenn wir wirklich einmal anders sind&lt;br /&gt;Ist das heute noch scheißegal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;przypomniał mi się wczoraj najlepszy zespół koncertowy, jaki zdarzyło mi się widzieć. youtube, parę klików, parę nagrań od których (sądząc po minie mapeda) zrobiło mi się z twarzą coś dziwnego, aż w końcu to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ youtube z czasem usunął. ale jest na myideo, tylko nie wiem czy da się jakoś wstawić. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myvideo.de/watch/6027358/Wort_Zum_Sonntag_Die_Toten_Hosen_Live_Rock_Am_Ring_2004"&gt;Wort zum Sonntag, Rock Am Ring, 2004.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ btw. jeśli nie najlepszy, to jeden z najlepszych hymnów punkowych z jakimi się zetknąłem. ] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-3858197282569124584?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/3858197282569124584/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/03/sowo-na-niedziele.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/3858197282569124584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/3858197282569124584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/03/sowo-na-niedziele.html' title='słowo na niedzielę'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-4472010629666487639</id><published>2009-02-07T14:32:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:03:10.148+01:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking this is the life</title><content type='html'>no to czas na odrobinę kontrowersji :)&lt;br /&gt;czyli mainstream, totalny, zupełny, ale taka jest prawda - są dni, kiedy nie mogę się od tej piosenki uwolnić. przemyślana co do dźwięku i perfekcyjna. niemal plastikowa. ale piękna jak krajobrazy nikifora ujrzane w rzeczywistości.&lt;br /&gt;[ gdyby można było przytulić się do wokalu, zrobiłbym to bez chwili zastanowienia. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gKXcHEHm0ps&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gKXcHEHm0ps&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-4472010629666487639?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/4472010629666487639/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/02/thinking-this-is-life.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/4472010629666487639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/4472010629666487639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/02/thinking-this-is-life.html' title='thinking this is the life'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-6117685576568833391</id><published>2009-02-03T15:50:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:45:03.904+02:00</updated><title type='text'>have you got the time to find out who i really am?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;what have i got that makes you &lt;b&gt;want to&lt;/b&gt; love me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo przecież tak naprawdę.. no nie oszukujmy się, gówno o mnie wiesz.&lt;br /&gt;a jednak szukasz czego tylko się da, żeby móc kochać właśnie mnie, prawda?&lt;br /&gt;lecz co sprawia, że tak bardzo tego chcesz?.. [ &lt;a href="http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-wanna-know-why.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wanna know why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it my body&lt;br /&gt;or someone i might be&lt;br /&gt;or somethin' inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tell me&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ jak dla mnie co niesamowitego, w tych zaostrzonych do granic możliwości frazach, niewiele słów, a każdy wers jak szpila - maped stwierdziłby - &lt;em&gt;okrutne&lt;/em&gt;. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QRHFIVJtqpc&amp;amp;hl=pl&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QRHFIVJtqpc&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i ta inscenizacja. jak się na niego patrzy, to &lt;em&gt;find out who i really am&lt;/em&gt; nabiera jakiegoś przeszywająco-upiornego wyrazu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-6117685576568833391?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/6117685576568833391/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-you-got-time-to-find-out-who-i.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/6117685576568833391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/6117685576568833391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-you-got-time-to-find-out-who-i.html' title='have you got the time to find out who i really am?'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-8309609858504294940</id><published>2009-02-01T15:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:09:36.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tylko noc, miasto i oczy otwarte donikąd..</title><content type='html'>inaczej się takich rzeczy nie znajdzie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak jak kiedyś, jak się szło, wchodząc i wychodząc, niby będąc a niby znikając, i nagle coś uderza, ale uderza tak, że kilka dźwięków wmurowuje cię w ziemię. i zatrzymujesz się, nawet nie zauważając jak głupią masz minę..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dT2xjYu01tE&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dT2xjYu01tE&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-8309609858504294940?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/8309609858504294940/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/02/tylko-noc-miasto-i-oczy-otwarte-donikad.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/8309609858504294940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/8309609858504294940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/02/tylko-noc-miasto-i-oczy-otwarte-donikad.html' title='tylko noc, miasto i oczy otwarte donikąd..'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-1323478104451793141</id><published>2009-01-28T00:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:39:55.067+01:00</updated><title type='text'>if you're leaving, close the door.</title><content type='html'>no właśnie.. dwa tygodnie ciszy, dwa tygodnie zakrętu, i blablabla. i piosenka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in a cold month in that room&lt;br /&gt;we found a reason for the things we had to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wszyscy znają, wszyscy wiedzą, wszyscy doceniają itd., ale te dwa proste akordy, i to jaką ukrywały w sobie melodię, no i te słowa, nieomal jedno po drugim.. jak oni to wszystko tu zmieścili?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hear me grieving, i'm lying on the floor&lt;br /&gt;whether i'm drunk or dead i really ain't too sure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YAZyjARWKzM&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YAZyjARWKzM&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-1323478104451793141?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/1323478104451793141/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-youre-leaving-close-door.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/1323478104451793141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/1323478104451793141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-youre-leaving-close-door.html' title='if you&apos;re leaving, close the door.'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-8282925622486704399</id><published>2009-01-12T20:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:52:24.253+02:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go to bed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;but i don't care if you don't&lt;br /&gt;and i don't feel if you don't&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want it if you don't&lt;br /&gt;and i won't play it&lt;br /&gt;if you don't play it first&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miało nie być zachwytu ludźmi, ale jak ma nie być, jak jest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ i tu post się zawiesił na trzy dni.. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no bo po prostu tak jest, i nie ma słowa więcej do dodania. i te dłonie i piłeczki, piłki, i płynność, i ruch.. i ostatnie 5 sekund :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j6vVP91C3Iw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j6vVP91C3Iw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-8282925622486704399?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/8282925622486704399/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-go-to-bed.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/8282925622486704399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/8282925622486704399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-go-to-bed.html' title='let&apos;s go to bed..'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-3900046508984086026</id><published>2009-01-10T12:12:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:12:22.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>to the centre of the city in the night</title><content type='html'>ciężko się było zdecydować. padło na ten występ, bo taki dzisiaj nastrój.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jakość taka sobie, ale jeśli włączyć głośno i zamknąć oczy, można się zatopić w tej perkusyjnej rozbiegówce i popłynąć harmonią basu i wokalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niby całość - banał. niby jak się wsłuchać dokładnie, to nic sie tu nie zgadza i nie powinno dać się tego słuchać. więc jak ludzie tak zupełnie nie potrafiący grać mogli tworzyć takie rzeczy?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rF9V_Mlr534&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rF9V_Mlr534&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ i takie skojarzenie. tylko potencjometr w dół, bo jednak 20 lat techniki nagraniowej.. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://panoptycum.wrzuta.pl/audio/g5kEJZpSXJ/myslovitz_-_glosy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wrzuta.pl/images_2/audio.gif" alt="Myslovitz - Głosy" border="0" /&gt; Myslovitz - Głosy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-3900046508984086026?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/3900046508984086026/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-centre-of-city-in-night.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/3900046508984086026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/3900046508984086026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-centre-of-city-in-night.html' title='to the centre of the city in the night'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-6527920728446720256</id><published>2009-01-09T10:58:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:43:48.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i think you got a low self opinion, man.</title><content type='html'>[ jako że end of something mi bezczelnie zablokowali. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If you could see the you that I see&lt;br /&gt;When I see you seeing me&lt;br /&gt;Youd see yourself so differently&lt;br /&gt;Believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ten bas dwustrunowy, grany (?) pięścią, no i rollins, rollins, rollins.. - sarkazm bioder to już chyba jakaś wyższa forma ekspresji (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you leave yourself so exposed&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;[ lol - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i'll be rolling, rolling, rolling, jajco holenderskie i'll be rolling!..&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;postaram się dorzucić później moją wersję tłumaczenia, ale przede wszystkim warto przeanalizować oryginał. naprawdę warto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dA0yBFKwe4M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dA0yBFKwe4M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-6527920728446720256?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/6527920728446720256/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-you-got-low-self-opinion-man.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/6527920728446720256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/6527920728446720256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-you-got-low-self-opinion-man.html' title='i think you got a low self opinion, man.'/><author><name>wiktor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13978269390849867400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3647149823196674945.post-3722316713594240867</id><published>2009-01-08T23:05:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:59:18.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody hold your breath</title><content type='html'>tego to nie potrafię chyba ująć w słowa. po prostu.&lt;br /&gt;patrzeć. słuchać. zachwycać się. no już..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EELndaSE0Eo&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EELndaSE0Eo&amp;hl=pl&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-3722316713594240867?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/3722316713594240867/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/everybody-hold-your-breath.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/3722316713594240867'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wyrazistość i wyraźność - słów, emocji, i nade wszystko chorobliwie tępego spokoju.. i to wgniatające &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's so cold&lt;/span&gt; w 3:34 utworu, wybuch napięcia na trzech dźwiękach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arcydzieło.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ teledysk znowu dostępny :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DftCIarV03o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DftCIarV03o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pl_PL&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;posłuchałbym czegoś&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;odpowiedzią nie była pustka w głowie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3647149823196674945-9193656605113012450?l=me--my--self.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/feeds/9193656605113012450/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://me--my--self.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-dobra-i-co-dalej.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/9193656605113012450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3647149823196674945/posts/default/9193656605113012450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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