“In the line of neurotic-tribal, a collection of rhythms, trance sessions from italian, african and asian voodoo rituals and exorcism, with some industrial suggestions.”
Album by contemporary experimental sound artist Roberto Maldoror Manfredini, incorporating rituals of various cultures into rhythmic noise, literally. It’s not one of those sampling incorporation, he throws the whole shit in there. It’s awesome.
Title: Sympathy for the Strawberry Artist: Sonic Youth Album: Murray Street
Songs for the hammers of the Summer of ‘97, and its most beautiful echos.
Thank you, though I barely ever post anything.
This is probably the song which made me realize my love for ambiance, especially of the urban/industrial variety. I used to run my nail against the strings (stretched to impossible solidity,) high up on the neck of my guitar, beyond the frets, to mimic the ringing, much like that of a railroad crossing (or hammer of construction echoing through the Japanese condos in the 80s,) in the beginning of the song. Last minute is the best part, of course.
Title: Girl Artist: Sibylle Baier Album: Colour Green
“Still no good. The antonym of flower…you’re supposed to name the thing in the world which is least like a flower.” “That’s what I’m trying to do. Wait! How about this - a woman?” “Then what’s a synonym for woman?” “Entrails.” “You’re not very poetic, are you? Well, then, what’s the antonym for entrails?” “Milk.”
—Excerpt from Ningen Shikkaku (No Longer Human)by Dazai Osamu
(Art Source:The Difficult Lesson by William-Adolphe Bouguereau)
do you know how much it costs to get taken to the ER in a fucking ambulance
about a full years worth of rent
so fuck you, fuck you Mitt, go take a cactus and shove it up your ass repeatedly you big fucking dickbag privileged piece of shit
This idiot. Ugh. I got a $400 dollar emergency room bill (when I was 19) for just WALKING INTO THE DAMN PLACE (literally, walking, on my own two feet). I wasn’t even hurt! All they did was ask me some questions and check my blood pressure, as I had just been in a car accident.
Clearly Mitt Romney has NO IDEA how emergency rooms work and why relying on them for PRIMARY CARE is the ABSOLUTE WORST THING EVER.
He’s never lived in the 99% world. He’s like an alien.