S--en--

Look into the other's eyes, many frustrations.
Read between the lines, no words just vibrations

Don't ignore hidden desires.
Pay attention, you're playing with fire.

Silence must be heard.
Noise should be observed.
The time has come to learn, that silence...

Silence must be heard,
or diamonds will burn.
Friendly cards will turn.
Cause silence, has the right to be heard
People talk too much, for what they have to say.
Words without a meaning, they are fading away.

Silence must be heard.
Noise should be observed
The time has come to learn, that silence...

Silence must be heard,
or diamonds will burn.
Friendly cards will turn.
Cause silence, has the right to be heard.

Silence must be heard.

Silence must be heard.
Noise should be observed.

Silence must be heard.

Silence must be heard.
Noise should be observed.

Silence...
Silence must be hea-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

SU- BR--DCAST_-2 [ -ND THEN --ERE W-S SILEN-- ]

As a newcomer to N--, I cant help but notice that the de--th of this blog happened soon after my arriv--l... were these events related at all? Ill leave this thought with you, as it has been plauging my mind for a good few da-- -ow.

I suppose it doesnt ma--er... I suppose what we need to look to is the f---re, what happens once order has g--e, I suspect random b---s from all DJs will ju-- pop up everywhere, lacking the structure to actually go anywhere. We n--ded NSR, but now its good as g--e.

As for me, I ll return from whence I came, a little place that is no doubt soon to be gone as well, but I pr---ise, just as thi- -ne did... Ill go out in style
Good night my friends, and travel we-----------

TRT -RO--CAS-_05 [ T-E -AST P-ST ]

[Note: A signal booster has been set up to bring you this message free of static.]

This, gentlemen, ladies, is my last post.

I have had fun with NSR, and while I do not agree with the decision of DJ Needles, it is his decision to make, and I respect and agree with Nathan's choice to end the blog like this instead of just letting it fade and die slowly and painfully.

Thus, this is my last broadcast to you all... and it was a good crowd. A reasonable number of you actually watch this blog, which I'm pleased by, and the 2400 hits we've got in less than a term is also somewhat testament to what we have done.

So I am James Telfer, WebDisc Jockey Trigon and Tech Blogger, signing out for good. There's no next post this time.

Thankyou all for your support, comments and talk for the duration.

Remember
I will still be here
As long as you hold me
In your memory

Remember
When your dreams have ended
Time can be transcended
Just remember me

I am the one star that keeps burning so brightly
It is the last light to fade into the rising sun
I’m with you whenever you tell my story
For I am all I’ve done

Remember
I will still be here
As long as you hold me
In your memory,
remember me

[Warning. Signal loss occurring. Compensating now]

I am that warm voice in the cold wind that whispers
And if you listen you’ll hear me call across the sky
As long as I still can reach out and touch you
Then I will never die

Remember
I’ll never leave you
If you will only
Remember me
(Remember me)

[Static increasing. Booster unable to compensate, signal losing strength]

Rem-mber
I will still be here
As lon- as you ho-d me
In y-ur me-ory

R--ember
When your dreams have --ded
---e can be trans---ded
I l--e for--er
Re---ber me…
Rem----- me…
-e-e-b-r m-.-.

[Signal interrupted, carrier error. Check transmission station, may have lost power.]

Remember me.

LA-T --A----

Saw the ne--paper headlines, it read
liste-----rybody twelve-thousand dead
and we expect
twelve-thousand more

It's getting harder to get by these days
the poor --e dying at alarming rates
Someone do somethi---
infla--ons made in the r-----

ciga--ttes can kill y-u
but no--smoking will kill you too
and if --d age didn't get you
then yo-'ll know it's c---ng soon

don't rush and please don't worry
just say your goodbyes
because slowly, but surely
we're all gonna die
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SOL BR--DCAST_09 [ R--LY ]

FINE READERS, I come before you as a humble DJ but my words could not be for a mightier cause, in the context of this blog.

Recommended Listening: All Along the Watchtower, there are many versions all are great.

The Admin of this great blog we h--e is DJ Needl--, he has decided that because he is sick of the blog, we are all sick of the blog. As is seen by his most recent announcement, he is waiting until Thursday Afternoon to fully delete the blog. He believes this to be the end of NSR as do many of you and to an extent, this is the truth. I hear your cries as to what my meaning is, but although it is no master stro-- of genius, I have archived every single p-st of this blog. As I said, this is no blow to the Admin, but it is a--tart. From the death of this Blog s--ll arise new bl-gs, the DJ's will go on ---haps to other bl-gs, but no more will NSR be. I have accepted the death of the blog, but that does not mean you have to. We installed a Talk-Box for a reason, so you can talk. So gentle readers I urge.. no compell you to voice your opinion in the T--k-Box, show Nee--es that his judgement is clouded by emotions rather than us--g reasoning. The Blog as we know it, is in his hands, but I expect y-- all to make -ne hell of a rau--us before Thurs--y afterno-- comes. Rage, Ra-e against the D--ing of the Light, R--- Rage Against the Dy--g of --- Blo---

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At Midni--- all the Agents
And Superhu--n Crew
Go -ut and round -p
Eve---ne who knows more
Than th-- do

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It's official, the blog is dying, but instead of ignoring this fact and holding all the bloggers back as it slowly sinks, i've set the death-time at late Thursday afternoon,
if any DJ's want to put in some final words, do so

my final say,

"enjoy"
http://www.mediafire.com/file/orowzemq96i/The%20Movers%20&%20The%20Shakers.zip


goodbye

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I was born in this museum
spiderwebs all over the ceiling
i was born without feelings
people watching can be revealing

dinosaurs didn't start the war
didn't know what they were fighting for

two dead [two dead]
two die [two die]
goodbye [goodbye]
blue eyes

not me, not i
too drunk
to drive

you want money, it's buried under the lawn
talk to Murray, he's the guy that you wan't

o darlin', everyone knows
because secret's don't go untold

and i heard it [and he heard it]
and i heard it
through the telephone

i was thrown into the light
pinned to be the human sacrifice
i was thrown into this room
information, population boom

didn't know [didn't know]
at the time [at the time]
tear drops [tear drops]
in her eyes [in her eyes]
i thought [i thought]
why not? [why not?]

i bought [i bought]
a lot [a lot]

o darlin', everyone knows
because secrets don't go untold

and i heard it [and he heard it]
and i heard it
through the telephone

NSR BROADCAST_12 [ POWER STRUCTURE ]

DJ Needles swooping in through the shadows, shining out to bring you another night's entertainment once again.

Recommended Listening: Late of The Pier

I'll get the 'non-post' part of the blog out of the way first...

sorry for not posting as often as had once been possible, but i do have a legitimate excuse, firstly there has not been much to post about, and other people had taken the few possible subjects and posted about them already. So, i decided to not blog at all, rather than go through another complete 'non-post' and leave you unsatisfied.

Well, as i said just then, there hasn't been much to post about, and that's still true, with people ignoring their set subjects on this blog and posting about whatever they feel like... but hopefully everything will go back to the way it should be soon.

Not much has been happening socially around school or the surrounding territories, but there has been some interesting news coming over from Iran which you should of heard about...

well, i'll give you the backstory to these protests:

the President of Iran, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad held a Presidenial election on a recent weekend, and supporters of the opposition, a large chunk of the population, have claimed that it was rigged and are demanding a re-election and an inquiry into the first one. And who can blame them, when the president won with 63% of the votes, all which were apparently counted within an hour of closing the polls...

Most of the protestors are under 25, and the riots mainly consist of students, so there are currently a lot of very angry ruffians protesting in the streets in Iran's capital, Tehran. As soon as the protests started news reporters flocked in from around the globe, but they were sent out of the country quite urgently, seems like the president doesn't want the world to see what his next move is.

But, technology prevails as usual, and the young, tech-savvy students protesting in the streets have used their knowledge to show the world what is happening through phone-recorded youtube videos and twitter has become like a military radion, with protests being planned, but this soon slowed down with claims that the military was using it to set fake, trap protests.

There have been some videos showing the violence by military personell, and there have been some deaths, including three uni-students, shot dead by police who stormed a university...

Hopefully the measures pulled by the government won't be too drastic, but you never know...

Well, This is DJ Needles signing out, dimming down and leaving you all alone, with an ever-expanding pool of information which we lovingly call the 'internet', you should try to learn something from it, like how to tie-dye, or fire-proof a blanket, you never know when tie-dye-ing could save your life...

Out

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What do they mean?
Seamless dirty dreams.
Why must you scream?
Please don't make a scene.
She thinks she plays,
Is it all a game?
No need to be tame,
Sugar melts the acid rain

TRT BROADCAST_05 [ ITS A MASHUP ]

I have been asked to post, so here it is, a post.

Listen to this: On The Floor, Spitalfield.

My first list item today is a game, a reasonably old one, called Homeworld 2.
My initial assessment of the game: Well, you can move units in 3d, it might be cool.

And that really is the big thing going for it. It's actually really cool. When you click to move a unit, it comes up with a disc representing the current plane of the unit, and you hold a key to move the move target on the vertical axis. It has hyperspace jumps inside multiplayer games, which is pretty awesome too, you can jump the enemy and launch 25 bombers at their mothership.

Actually, don't use bombers. They get eaten up. The game is rather simplistic at first look actually, with only 4 classes: Fighter, Corvette, Frigate and Capital. But when you get down to it, it rises above the one problem I have had with pretty much all other RTS games I have played: It does not have identical units for both sides. In other games you get your basic infantry, your anti-infantry, your anti-tank infantry, etc. etc. In this game, it is different. There is a loose classification, but different units fill the slots. The Vagyr have an extra anti-capital Lance Fighter, and a couple of extra corvettes. The Hiigarans, on the other hand, have a larger frigate selection to choose from, some of which kick ass if I may say so.

Unfortunately, the best frigates in the universe won't really help when I jump 14 of the biggest combat ships in the game within spitting distance (this is a space battle, remember, so that's a VERY small distance) of your mothership and right-click...

Then sit back and watch the orange, bright, explosmy fireworks.

That's all I have to say on that. My next item, as it stands, is the Year 10 Play.

You should all be coming to see it. It's pure overstated slapstick genius in a can, except not in a can.

And there's very little to say about that either... Without ruining anything, that is.

Just come and see it.

This sentence marks the third consecutive day that I have been writing this post for. I really don't have much time at the moment.

A couple of pieces of perhaps (or perhaps not) interesting information for everyone:
The lack of Valkyrie updates is because I am now testing it heavily. And I think it's going well.

Hmmmm, is there anything else I can say? I don't think so.

Apart from the unnecessary point that my father is here for the first time this year from America, and that's why I've had a couple of days off school. And why I'm constantly ignoring you on MSN :D

That post took 4 days to write. And it still tells you nothing...

Trigon.

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It's a matter of time
Before we all run out
When I thought he was mine
She caught him by the mouth

I waited eight long months
She finally set him free
I told him I can't lie
He was the only one for me

SOL BROADCAST_08 [ TALES ]

Gooood Evenin' fine readers here is DJ Jwol  ridin' Boris right into ya brains...

Recommended Listening : All U Can Eat by Ben Folds

This is going to sound insanely arrogant but I don't really care (so I will argue about it for a while, just for fun) but I am going to post about my FANtastic Saturday I have just had. Lets set the scene shall we? It was saturday morning, the birds were chirpin' it up and I was awake, it's 6:46 am. I get up and have breakfast then solitaire it up.
It's 10:31 am, I am leaving for soccer, we win, janey and others are there, swearing and whatnot.
It's 12:34 pm i'm in the car going to hornsby to get some things for the 16th I have tonight.
It's 12:59 pm I have grabbed my things and have decided to grab a coffee then go home, I see Lauren and Erin at the coffee shop and sit with them for a while, before going off and taking photos of ourselves with funny hats in City Beach.
It's 1:38 pm I have to leave Lauren and Erin for Ben is coming soon, he does not like me. I see Sarah at the fountain, alone, I go to talk to her for a while, Charlie is also there, I tell him I love him, he threatens to get people to kill me, I take no notice, he goes to a North Shore private school, nothing to be scared of at all. Sarah and I talk for a while, her friend who she is waiting for comes, I leave them be.
It's 2:04 pm I'm entering Waitara Macdonalds to get myself a chocolate shake, I say hello to a few collegues and then quiet;y leave, seeing Anthony Finn briefly, he does not notice me. I am walking to Waitara train station, feel it is pointless to pay for a ticket.
It's 2:24 pm  I am exiting the train at Wahroonga train station, reach into my bag and pull out my iPod, it gives me company on the walk home.
It's 3:12 pm, I'm entering my house, it is silent, I am the only one home. I turn on the computer, I have several hours before I need to be anywhere.
It's 5:36 pm, my father walks through the door, and tells me to get ready, I still have one-and-a-half hours before I need to be anywhere.
It's 6:17 pm, I am ready to go and am finishing dinner.
It is 6:36 pm, I am getting in the car with my father heading off to the 16th.
It's 7:04 pm, I am exiting the car and walk over to the community hall. I give Monica a hug and wish her a happy birthday, I then place my present in the pile she has already accumulated.
It's 11:06 pm, the night has passed in a blur of alchohol and hooking up, I strangley remember it all. I look around a girl has almost fallen asleep on me, she asks my name I reply then ask for hers. Her name is Brooke, the matter ends.

The day was interesting for me, but i doubt many of you would find it that exciting, and for that I apologise, and don't worry gentle reader, the old reviews and sarcastic comments will be back up on Spice of Life soon so just hang in there.

Off to go attach a Gun that shoots Radioactive Sharks onto Boris..

DJ Jwol Out...

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Smoke my guns - I kill your peoples
I said "I'll do it sir"
Smoke my crack - I kill your babies
He said "I'll do it sir"
Every single day I got the white man working for me
Harry truman

MAVR BROADCAST_05 [ HD ]

This Is DJ Prodigal back with yet another post, that's got to be what 4, Amazing I know. Once again apologising for my lack of posts and once again telling you all I will attempt to post on a more regular bassi

Lets start off with the formalities and for the sake of following tradition or otherwise "Conform" towards the structure.

Musical Recommendation: "Collapse The Light Into Earth" by Porcupine Tree The album is In Absetia. This song would be best downloaded as youtube has terrible quality and versions of it.So refer back to previous posts by me and use those steps to get this song.

Now this post is dedicated to a certain harddrive which has brought me so much happiness. Recently the majority of the Dj's have decided to pass around this harddrive with music and movies and what not.

The best thing about this harddrive isn't the amount of free stuff on it but preferably the variety of music and shows i have been introduced to , with an emphasis on the music. I'm not claiming for this to be a purely original idea but would just like to talk about the variety of music on this harddrive and the diversity it has brought to my Itunes.

As I'm sure you have noticed most of the Djs here have a unique taste in music, ranging between metal/techno to opera and it sure makes interesting listening. A certain band I'd like for you to all check out is "The Airborne Toxic Event". Not only does this harddrive represent the variety of music in the world, and yes I am going to totally blow this out of proportion, but much more importantly it allows us to gain access to music without using money or bandwidth which is arguably money.

This post is aimed at nothing specific but I urge for all listeners to try this, and as from what I understand all of the listeners know us quite, quite well join this circle of music and attempt to contribute to this already wonderful harddrive.



This is Dj Prodigal managing to talk about nothing 5 or so paragraphs.
Out!
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As you stand...
under the bar lights
and the band plays some song
about forgetting yourself for a while
and the piano's this melancholy sound check
to her smile
And that white dress she's wearing
you haven't seen her
for a while