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die
die,
die.
(to the crackroaches
wingsornowings itdoes
not
matter.bigorsmall
that
does
not
matter, either.
getoutfromunder the bed:
andi swear if you lay eggs
in my lap
top, i'll go nazi on you.
(Ich werde Sie alle tten. )
heil raid!
heil black flag!
hiel DDT!
hiel hot pockets!
vivalecorpse
vivalacarcass
vivalaexoskeleton!
Ichwerdesiealletoten.
The person to whom I was required to send "a list of 3-4 possible [article] topics" has failed to respond. Reminds me of me. So I submit these lists to you, and I fully expect your feedback.
List#1:
3-4 potential topics...
1. If I go to the Peter, Bjorn & John show tonight at the Wiltern, I will most definitely write a review of either PB&J or The Clientele.
2. On September 27th I'm going to The Smell to see a band called Hour of the Shipwreck, who are really freaking awesome. A review of that is also in order.
3. Superbad--it was only like THE FUNNIEST MOVIE EVER. Ever. My first instinct was to say something about it being funnier than wayne's world but before I could type that I was already feeling guilty.
4. There's a club in Long Beach run by some friends of mine (The Militia Group). It's happening this Thursday, it's called Call Sick On Friday, and the DJ's there are freakin' awesome. Specifically, this duo called Mashed Potatoes, who are both named Dan and both have outstanding taste in music. They've made some of the best mash ups I've ever heard. I had a party over the summer and they agreed to do a set--as a result, like 250 people showed up. Here are some links about it:
http://www.ocweekly.com/index.php?option=com_slideshow&type=1&gallery=820&Itemid=296
http://blogs.ocweekly.com/heardmentality/painting-the-town-red/club-call-sick-on-friday/
http://www.myspace.com/callsickonfriday
http://www.myspace.com/mymashedpotatos
If none of those work, I'm sure I'll have other ideas by tomorrow morning.
Talk soon,
c4
List #2:
I haven't heard from you regarding the list of topics that I sent to you, and like I presumed, I did come up with a bazillion other ideas.
1. Bat For Lashes--Band from the UK with a really cute singer and a Bjork-ish/Goldfrapp-esque sound. They're playing a show at the Troubadour in October and they have a RADiculously random video--complete with dancing BMXers in Disney-meets-Donnie Darko character costumes&flipped cars. http://www.batforlashes.com
2. Indie103.fm's "Big Sonic Heaven," hosted by Darren Revell, M-Th from 10pm-12pm. Genre specialties: hip-hop, trip-hop, dream-pop, deep alternative, shoegaze, & other (read--GOOD) music. Seriously this is probably one of the only places you will ever hear Slowdive, Dead Can Dance, The Cure, Tricky, Ulrich Schnauss, UNKLE, Portishead & Cocteau Twins in rotation with Blonde Redhead, Taken By Trees (Victoria from The Concretes), Bat For Lashes, & Film School--and it's ON THE RADIO. http://www.myspace.com/bigsonicheaven
3. I could also do a writeup about the band that's "On The Road To Oprah" with the "1 Second Film" arts project--they're called the Evangenitals.
http://www.evangenitals.com/
http://www.the1secondfilm.com
http://www.roadtooprah.com
Should I keep going?
How about an up-and-coming photographer who calls himself Fever Dragon, gets paid to take photos of you while you're partying, bands while they're performing (a la Hollywood's Cobrasnake), and DIDNT start with a polaroid camera? It's true. His work actually has artistic value. http://feverdragon.com
List #2
i have a crush on a boy, which is frustrating.
it's frustrating because he started it, and when he comes over he never stays long enough.
my bed smells like his dog, and that is not a metaphor.
today i told him his dog smelled like dog so he told the dog to jump on my bed. now my bed smells like dog.
and i just ashed in my tea.
g'nite.
I've been pissed at you for a while now. There. I said it. Sorry, Mac. But we'll get through this, I promise. You see Mac, tonight I realized it wasn't your fault. I'm sorry if I bogged you down with all of my garbage, but that's no reason to make me feel suffocated just because I obsessively check my email (myspace/livejournal/outerpost/facebook/blogger/technorati/digg). You can thank Photobucket though, Mac, because it told me to download Flock so I did, and all of a sudden I'm free.
but it's still funny. example:
#10.
The Butthole Surfers - Hairway to Steven
Talk about letting your music do the talking! They’ve got a terrible band name, and to stay with that theme, they’ve managed to spew out some of the most horrendous album titles of all time. In addition to Hairway to Steven, an apparent homage to some guy's love patch, we have:
Locust Abortion Technician
Psychic … Powerless … Another Man’s Sac
Rembrandt Pussyhorse
Piouhgd
When it comes time to hand out a Lifetime Achievement Award, not only will the Butthole Surfers win, but we'll likely wind up naming the award after them.
They aren't 'bizarre'...well ok, I guess Klaus Nomi is a little weird. Did anyone ever see that documentary on Leigh Bowery? There's one about Klaus Nomi, too, but in the Bowery film they show footage of the clothes he designed for some of the new romantics, and for Klaus Nomi (worn in the posted video.)
Sorry guys. My brain is totally malfunctioning right now. But the logic is there, I promise.
If you don't know already, Leigh Bowery was one of the club kids a la Michael Alig and James St. James (Party Monster, laymens. Party Monster.)
Now that I re-read the title of this post, I realize that it's a little bold.
And probably not right.
Here's a repost from my entry @ orphanrecords.org
This video is epic. Don't know who Sparks are? Remember that movie Valley Girl from like 1983? Nicholas Cage played the sexy punk rock boy and the girl who played Dotty in Pee Wee's Big Adventure was the slutty best friend? Ok, good. So remember the part in the movie when that kid goes to this girl's house who has a crush on him, and you think he's going to return her book, but then they make it look like he's boning her mom in the shower, except it turns out that it's really the girl and not the mom? No? Well whatever, the point is that the song playing in the background during that scene is Sparks' 'Eaten By The Monster Of Love.'And it rules. They also have a song called 'Angst In My Pants,' and 'The Fanatic,' both of which also rule.
Good stuff, I tell you.
Back to the matter at hand.
This music video is the title track from their album, 'Lil Beethoven, which, to be honest, is not a spectacular record. But c'mon, seriously guys, how many musicians spend their entire CAREERS trying to make something sound as awesome as awesome as this ONE song?
About a bazillion.
That's a fact.
Just frickin' watch it already.
i live where the walls are painted with shit and blood. wasted apparitions of incurable castaways hide under the bathtub with the sewer rats, and cockroaches knock on my bedroom door at night. plastic cups stationed haphasardly throughought the place arm themselves with week-old white russians; apathetically prepared to flood stomachs and floors.
here there are no forks.
no milk is left to sour in the fridge.
the sound of termites gorging on innards of attic-door keeps the gnats awake at night, and 24 hour peep-shows play in every detached window--this week's feature: "Blue Hands Finger Out-of-Tune Acoustic Guitars" . the result: dissonance commonly mistaken for cries of ecstasy.
mistake or none, the sounds go unnoticed by droves of once-coveted, frantically-emptied, and promptly-discarded clips of ammunition gone-biohazard, appropriately dressed in little uniforms made from the last roll of toiletpaper. these disguises rape their existences, and their bodies slip through gaping holes in mold-encrusted linoleum. i live in the shrine of a dead flower whose corpse is worshiped unconditionally by a cult of locusts.
i do not practice organized religion. i believe there is no god. i worship none and am aware that my lack of faith forces my lids from closing and makes my skin glow in the dark. The musings of a radical outcast are victims of assurance fraud--Time and Again insist, and The Words truly believe, that they fall not on deaf ears.
they are both wrong.
This probably means nothing to you.
Unless, of course, you happened upon some of the same incorrectly labeled mp3's as i did. Before I continue, let me outline a truth that is essential to a 3rd party understanding of my excitement concerning this matter: I am not a huge fan of Mogwai.
Now we can proceed.
About a year ago, I found a 'Sigur Ros/Mogwai' split on soulseek. I have no idea why I downloaded it--I probably had a final the next morning that I was desperately trying to think out of existence, or maybe some neurons in my brain misfired.
But whatever, I listened to it, and IT WAS FUCKING AMAZING. I shit you not. A-MAZE-ING. And it sounded nothing like either Sigur Ros or Mogwai. But I accepted that it was both.
Now, the ace who thought of this marketing ploy needs a serious pat on the back. Last.fm eventually discovered & revealed the truth about the alleged collaboration: it didn't exist. The sonic masturbation in which i had been so frequently indulging was actually the creation of one little man & his guitar, in a basement, in Korea. Under the name 500won project, this aural deviant released ONE full-length album that is not available anywhere in this country. Shit that this guy made in his basement was being shared INTERNATIONALLY as a collaboration between 2 hugely successful bands who, as it turns out, HAVE NEVER COLLABORATED. 500won was soon on permanent itunes rotation in my room, between the hours of 2am and 6am.
I found this video on Youtube. Rainsmellow is "500won's new band with grooveking, munji, lambhead". It lead to the discovery of the only man on this little blue planet with access to actual, physical, 500won releases. You want 'em? Me too.
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