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(columns)Kraykulla demented rantings:Do some people make you wanna puke?

Wednesdays somehow became my day for going to see my dad, who lives in a flat approximately ten minutes walk from the place where I  live. So, the middle of the week somehow becomes reserved for my visits after I finish work at my job. We drink some coffee, eat something and have some quality time just talking about what is new.

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I said hello to my dad and went home. There is a store just across the road from the building in which I live, so I stopped there just to buy some bread because I always eat in the mornings before leaving to work and there was no bread left back home. I walked through the store and I heard some yelling and arguing.

When I looked, I saw the man from one of the better known families in my hometown yelling at the top of his lungs at the tiny woman who works at the store. The man was yelling so much that he became all purple in the face and for a minute I was hoping that he will just fall down and die.

Unfortunately, that was not the case. The reason he was yelling at the poor woman was that there was she not knowing how much pork meat is in the product he wanted to buy. When he asked her, she just read it from the package, which says 50%. He kept on insisting that she must know it, that he wont buy it and he kept calling her names like whore and bitch. Before I managed to utter a word, he dropped the whole plastic basket he was holding in his hands containing bread and some bags of soup. He threw the whole damn thing on the floor and stomped out of the store all purple in the agony of his righteous anger!

I caught myself thinking about that fucker, okay he is rich as fuck, drives fancy car, lives in a big, nice house and has no worries in the world whether he will have enough money for food or not. Does that give him right to act like such utter and complete asshole? No! Should he yell at the poor girl working there for minimum wage, showing absolutely no respect to her, although she tries to jump at his every whim and bizarre wish? Hell, no! Those kind of fuckers make me puke, make me want to shove my fist in my throat and puke the dinner I ate at my dads place all over his fancy motherfucking clothes. And, then, for good measure, punch the fucker some more in his purple face.

imagesIs being rich a crime? Of course not! Everyone who succeeds and gets rich in a way that is not criminal, deserves respect and I honour those who become rich and earn money from hard work, all the sacrifices they made to get there where they are today. But, you should also show some respect if you want people to give and show respect to you.

Now we come to the question from the title of mine todays sermon. Obviously all of us meet some people who make you wanna puke, make you wanna punch them in the face and become violent. That kind of people ruins our day and makes us angry, sad seeing the injustices of the world. I know all of us had experience like that. The only question is, how do we handle ourselves in such situation? Do we grind our teeth and walk away, or we try to do or say something?

 

(columns)Kraykulla demented rantings:Do you still go to the cinema?

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Cinema Europa in Zagreb, capital of Croatia

The modern living has made us happy, giving us some of the newest technological discoveries and gadgets, that our grandparents, even parents never could imagine that will exist one day. But, it has also made us more complacent and more lazy because we are leaning on gadgets to pull us through our day, making our wishes true and lulling us in the false sense of happines.

Like everything else, the movie industry suffered too under the new technologies making internet pirates easy to steal movies, sometimes before they arrive in cinemas and uploading it on the web for everyone to have and watch. There is no righteous angel among us who read this, all of us sometimes used this pirated links and downloaded our movie or tv show, not to mention music albums.

When I was a boy, that was in the 1980-ies, there was one cinema in my hometown Čakovec, Croatia, called Dom(eng.Home) and I really felt at home there. We watched everything there except soft porn. We would see that too, but we werent allowed to. Since we lived in communist Yugoslavia, the school indoctrinated kids through cinema among other things, so they often took us there on Saturday morning to see some war movie about Yugoslav partisans, or some kid movie with subtle indoctrination underneath the storyline. In the evenings, we used to go see old Hong Kong karate movies or c-production of action and adventure movies. I still can remember the smell of that cinema, slight mix of cigarettes, stale leather, sweat and other nice odours.

Two events in this cinema stayed especially imprinted on my brain and memory cells. First, I remember my dad took me there to see Star Wars:The Empire Strikes Back. The cinema was so full that they gave us some old wooden extra chair and I sat through the whole movie on my dads lap and I was pretty heavy for a kid back then. Imagine the hard time he had holding my fat little ass in his lap for more than two hours. The second time was I went to see Karate Kid 2 all alone. The cinema was full of soldiers and gipsies and after the movie the gypsies were trying the moves that they saw in the film on the kids in front of the cinema, so I had to run home not to get my ass kicked.

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Centar za kulturu(eng Culture Center) in my hometown nowadays

Then everything changed. Right in the middle of the main square of my hometown opened the new cinema/theater called Centar za kulturu(eng.Culture Center). We were shocked and could not believe our eyes and noses. This new cinema played mostly newer blockbuster movies and had wider space between the seats for your feet and it actually smelled good.

At first, we were very happy but there were times when a movie played in the old cinema that we really wanted to see, but at the same time something newer and more attractive was playing at the new cinema, so as we still can not be in two places at once, we decided that we go for the new cinema.

Then came the war and all that troubled and dark times, so cinema Dom closed its gates forever in the beginning of the 90-ies. Centar za kulturu still exists to this day holding many theater plays and of course showing movies, now in digital and 3D versions. We still go to the cinema but not as much as we used to, but we still manage to go see at least Star Wars, Marvel and DC movies. The modern age and technology progressed but also made us lazy to go see movies in the cinema. Do you guys still go to the cinema?

 

(punk movie and movie about punk with some thoughts of mine)GOOD VIBRATIONS(2012.)

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Directed by: Lisa Barros D’Sa, Glenn Leyburn

Starring: Richard Dormer, Jodie Whittaker, Liam Cunningham

It was a lazy Sunday evening yesterday and while trying to find something useful to watch on the tv I ran into this movie that just started showing. Since I never before heard about it, I said to my girlfriend, let us watch this, it looks interesting. Basically it is a real life story about life and times and deeds of one Terri Hooley(born in 1948) and his record store called Good Vibrations, who was called the godfather of Belfast punkrock scene in the late 70-ies and early 80-ies. Hooley was responsible for making Belfast punk scene known and significant in the world and especially in Britain.

Terri Hooley discovered bands like The Undertones, Rudi, Protex and The Outcasts to name only a few. The movie shows all the hardships he indured through the years with no labels wanting to do anything with punk bands, the hardships of living in Northern Ireland where people died every day in bloody bombings, assasinations, shootouts between the catholics and the protestants up to 1998.when peace talks finally ended the hostilities. The movie also shows how famous John Peel became Good Vibrations label fan after he played the Teenage Kicks song twice in a row during his famous show. The cast is excellent, especially Richard Dormer as Hooley and when the movie ended I was so sorry that it was over so soon, because time really flies by when you watch something so good.

What touched me personally is that Terri Hooley never lost faith and belief in the scene, even during the hardships when the bank intended to sell his shop and house and he and other organized a benefit gig in Ulster Hall, that was the emotioanl and touching peak and ending of the movie. He also endured skinhead attack when two skinheads kicked his ass wickedly and ruined most of the records in his shop. I can almost admit that Terri Hooley became on of my inspirations and role models after seeing this movie, making me want to go further, harder and more with this zine and with this underground scene that I love so much which has been a part of my life for almost 25 years now.

On Saturday we went to drink some beers with my friend Marko, drummer of Bakterije/Partleki, two great punk bands from my hometown and we discussed how and why some people get out of the scene and say that they are no longer part of it. We just couldnt understand that. Okay, we all have some personal changes and priorities in our lives, some of us get married and have kids, some have to go work somewhere else, I dont know, but if your heart was ever in it, the scene will remain in you no matter that you dont play in a band anymore, no matter that you dont go to gigs as you used to anymore, no matter that you just have some other life priorities, somewhere in you the scene will always stay in your heart and you will never say “when I was a punk or metalhead or something we used to…”. That almost feels like betrayal. That means that your heart was not in the right place from the start. Clothes and hair dont make you a punk or metalhead(but they sure look nice), even labeling yourself as a punk or metalhead or skinhead or something else is not important. The only thing that is important is that you never forget and sell out the scene, because in the end you have only sold out yourself.