sexta-feira, janeiro 04, 2013

Grind! Glamour, Grease and Gas Masks!

What's the point in reading a blog with no exclusive or original content? Having that in mind, we bring to you an exclusive sneak peak of an yet to be published photoshoot which will certainly please the eye of every rivethead art fan. Brazilian model/perfomer Miss Tibia was shot by photographers Wandeclayt M.  and Luiza Prado back in June 2012 and the first edited images are now surfacing! Expect some weird stuff coming out of the disturbed minds of our fellow artists as you can easily expect by this preview!


terça-feira, janeiro 01, 2013

Years Passing By

Overclock would like to wish you all a HAPPY NEW YEAR! May we all move ahead and aim at the future and not get stuck in the past, as suggested in the words in this old tune from the Finish synthpop band Neuroactive featured at their 1999 album Fiber-Optic Rhythm:




Moments Passing By
Neuroactive

Oh you lonesome dreamer
Wandering down the memory lane,
Yearning in vain
So convinced that yesterday's always sweeter
You're lost in the past
So let me get you through
The deceiving layers of time
Let me wake you from your illusions to see
That there's nothing to fear
Release yourself

Precious moments passing by
Thirty frames a second
Funny how we get stuck in the past
Memories sweet and gilded
Preventing us from seeing
The present day

Oh sweet confuser
Wish you could leave the burden behind
It's tearing you apart
And thoughts are running in vicious circles
You're lost in the past
So let me help you out
Distraction is clouding your way
Let me wake you from your illusions to see
That there's nothing to fear
Release yourself

Precious moments flying by
While we're recollecting
Wondering why we get stuck in the past
Always contemplating
Instead of daring to face the day

Let me help you out
Let me show you the way
Let me help you out
To dare to face the day
Release yourself

Precious moments passing by
Thirty fbames a second
Funny how we get stuck in the past
Always contemplating

Precious moments flying by
While we're recollecting
Wondering why we get stuck in the past
Instead of daring to face the day

Precious moments passing by