Metal for your motherfucker!

If you're a fan of the dudes in Gaza, at times wished they weren't half grindcore, half mathcore, half everything else, then you should check out the bands some of the members have played in.

Bird Eater - Utah

Mediafire

Pilot This Plane Down - Glory of the World

Mediafire

Day of Less - Porcaria

Mediafire


Great music.

Fuck Jay-z for transferring the ideals of the rich, porcelain skinned fools that beset him and childhood friends in troublesome conditions in order to inadvertently perpetuate those ideals and the misfortune that will forever cause the youth in poverty to spring up hope in themselves through sports and rap unless they should feel those are impossibilities and chose to commit crimes which once again transfer the ideals of the rich about comfort and acquiring money (over women which have been reduced to the title of 'bitches') and buying fresh and clean shit that they don't need only to forget that they are still poor, a minority, and will never truly be rich.

Do you feel lost?

"...we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times. perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless."

- The SHeltering Sky



Neurosis - Lost

The Morrissey Effect

as defined by the DSM IV: inspiring an individual to feel so alone that they wonder if they should even continue living, then comforting them with a joke or the genuine honesty of that which depressed them in the first place.

Oh fuck me, sweet jesus, FUCK ME!!!!

Found this band on Sputnik's list of new releases for the year. Apparently its a mix of Black Metal and Sludge, but all I'm hearing is Rwake, Deadbird, and some post hardcore-esque dissonance. Shit is kickin', son.

http://www.myspace.com/coffinworm

You pledge allegiance to your dick and to the pussy for which it stands?

My professor was talking about feminism and Barbara Kruger who would put words on pictures and adverts to emphasize the deeper meaning in them that affects the viewer in an often unconscious way.

And basically some quote, not sure if she said it or not, basically said that the people who own and perpetuate businesses reinforce their own morals and beliefs, ultimately transferring them to individuals who don't necessarily have the same opportunities as them.

What struck me then was that regardless if there's a specific group of people colluding named the illuminati, there are people who have more money than the majority of their costumers and to sell anything to their customers, they have to create items with value, though that too is often constructed.

Therefore everyone's buying their identity and no one wants to rupture the system because everyone has been conditioned to think in accordance with it and find ways, within that system, to justify their pain and difficulties. So now even the poor make life long efforts to become socialized and chase money. ANd then you have people who become entertainers who reinforce these ideals as well (Fuck Jay-Z).

Basically we have very little control over who we become. Even managing to become someone who is conscious of all of this isn't likely to happen to the average adult.

Fuck. That. SHit.

Give me hardcore or give me fucking death.

Life Long Tragedy - Sweet innocence

I walk through the darkest rooms
Full of gloom and minds like mazes
And rejoice 'cause I'll be the voice
Of your failure fucking generation
Still don't belong to anyone
This is a life of hesitation
And we'd all trade one night to remember
For the years we've carelessly wasted
Big dreams and half full drinks
A few pills in your guts
So now it's easy to think or breathe
And true love was just a marketed ploy
So guys can hit their lines
And girls can grab their boys
Sweet innocence with loser's luck
I know you think you're giving love
But you're just getting fucked
Guess what?
I looked and you know what I found?
That you can't expect to trust this world
When you can't even trust yourself
And your head starts to spin
As you dance to the beat
Because tomorrow isn't promised
But it's sure as fuck is coming
And your body starts to shake
As you sing in the streets
Because it's cold outside
So you better start running
Don't count on me to save your life
When I've never had
A clear enough perspective on mine
And I know things change
we'll go our separate ways
And alive is the only thing
It seems we've stayed lately
And the truth isn't always easy to believe
You walk alone to the sound of your own heartbeat
And I know it's not always so easy to see
But we are still all so fucking beautiful to me

few things

Attraction is a reaction. Not every reaction is a reflex.

Planet of the Apes

had some brilliant writing:

"Beware the beast man,
for he is the devil's pawn. "



"Alone among God's primates,



he kills for sport or lust or greed. "



"Yea, he will murder his brother
to possess his brother's land. "



"Let him not breed in great numbers,



for he will make a desert
of his home and yours. "



"Shun him. "



"Drive him back into his jungle lair. "



"For he is the harbinger of death. "