| Classic Cock |
[May. 1st, 2009|06:54 pm] |
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| | Queens of the Stone Age - [R] | ] |
Brandon Flowers, the lead singer of the Killers, is angry at America because they don't think his band is as good as Led Zeppelin or Nirvana.
First of all, how many times must I state this?:
NIRVANA SUCKS!
THEY ARE CONSIDERED A GOOD BAND ONLY IF YOU'VE NEVER HEARD OF THE PIXIES!
Secondly, it's laughable that the frontman for the Killers thinks his band is as good as Led Zeppelin. Have you heard any of your own records, dude? One of your choruses actually asks the question: "Are we human, or are we dancers?" ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! What an exestential dilemma! I've caught myself on numerous occasions considering whether I'm a human or a dancer. I thought music couldn't get more homosexual than the band Gayrilla Biscuits until I heard that single. ... And I'm supposed to think that trumps Houses of the Holy? Forget Zeppelin, I'm supposed to consider that to be something much greater than mediocre lyricism? Yeah, right!!! I heard that you, Mr Flowers, were inspired to start a band after seeing Oasis live. YOU'RE NOT EVEN AS GOOD AS THEY WERE! If we're considering all awesome (and I mean "awesome" in its original sense) bands from England, the list goes: (1) the Beatles, (2) Pink Floyd, (3) Led Zeppelin, (4) the Stone Roses, and (5) Oasis. Someone has a long way to go before topping Zeppelin. At least Oasis gave the public one album (Definitely Maybe) to party to.
You've released three albums so far: Hot Fuss, Sam's Town, and (I don't know the title of your third album because I STOPPED GIVING A FUCK AFTER THAT "my girlfriend looked like a man" song! "Somebody told [you] that [she] had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend that [you] had in February of last year [...] " meaning: your ex-girlfriend is manish)! This implies that your next album has to be as good as (no, greater than, because you said you'd like to knock Zeppelin off of their pedestal) Led Zeppelin's IV. You realize that's the album with "Black Dog," "Rock -N- Roll," "Stairway to Heaven," and "When the Levee Breaks" on it, right?
Five Contemporary Bands/Artists Comparable to the Five English Bands Listed:
1.) Elliott Smith
2.) MF DOOM
3.) Mastodon
4.) Queens of the Stone Age
5.) Dillinger Escape Plan
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| Space Cadet Glow |
[Nov. 10th, 2008|02:52 pm] |
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| |  Pensive | ] |
LiveJournal's Writer's Block today ask for the top ten albums ever. So, here are mine as of this exact point in time (they'll probably change as soon as I finish):
10.) REDMAN - Dare Iz A Darkside. Hip-Hop has to be represented on this list, and who better to do it than the man who perfected the Hip-Hop LP. Calling his albums "episodes," he weaves in and out of this record (on which he did a majority of the beat production) while keeping the listener enthralled with skits, unexpected song changes, subtle reiteration, and most of all: one of the flyest rhyme styles in the universe. Comedy combine with pinpoint accuracy on beats leads to gems like: "Fantastic, fabulous / My shit is smashin' / The bomb like Elway throw bombs on John Madden / Fuck that, let's get to the point / My shit's the joint, I roast / Motherfuckers from the East Coast / to the West Coast / to your breakfast toast!"
9.) Metallica - ... And Justice For All. Heaviest ... riffs ... ever. Why doesn't all metal sound like this? Hetfield was slaying in all black and writing FUK EM ALL on his guitar, Hammett soloing your face into oblivion, "The Frayed Ends of Sanity," my heart tunes to Drop Q just thinking about it.
8.) Oasis - Definitely Maybe. Do you like to party? Me too. So did Oasis when they weren't old and putting out records that will never recapture the greatness they have on this album. Oasis is never one of those bands to remain stagnant, but Liam and Noel so go back and listen to this record; maybe it'll school them in How to Rock the Fuck Out Again 101.
7.) The Replacements - Tim. It was a toss up between this and their other masterpiece, Let It Be. Tim wins out because the other has a few songs that were too childish ("Tommy Gets His Tonsils Out" and "Gary's Got A Boner"). Paul Westerberg is the must underrated songwriter ever. He kicks out the jams and has lyrics that are so profound, yet they sound as if they're coming from some drunk nobody.
6.) The Stooges - Fun House. P!NK has a new album with the same title. That bitch must be out of her mind. Iggy Pop decided it would be a good idea to devolve to some primal self on this album where he rants about everything from baseheads tobeing hurt to (as he was doing every day this album was made) GOING OFF!
5.) REFUSED - The Shape of Punk To Come. They said it all with "a chimerical bombination in twelve bursts." This piece of hardcore punk gold flows like a classic rock record, only Dennis is angry--really angry--at something (about which he will scream at you) in between jazz breakdowns, orchestral flourishes, an acoustic track, and a techno megamix!
4.) Elliott Smith - XO. The closest anyone has come to a sound Beatles-esque, yet uniquely original. Demure. I guess he should have called it Let It Not Be. The sound of suicide in black and white.
3.) Bob Dylan - Highway 61 Revisited. If you say you don't like Bob Dylan because if his voice, you are completely missing the point of music as an art form. This motherfucker is Shakespearian with the stories he's telling on this album. If his voice gets in the way of your enjoying heart-rending tales of loss, go listen to Paramore, idiot.
2.) Pink Floyd - The Dark Side of The Moon. Ruminations on life, time, pain, insanity, and death; what could be better?
1.) The Beatles - White Album. The first real punk band. Imagine how paradigms were shifted when these men quit catering to what would be the equivalent of Jonas Brothers fans and dedicated themselves solely to making albums for people who actually have IQs. The best 2-disc album also has the first punk song ever: "Helter Skelter." Don't believe me? Check Paul wailing his ass off (and the fact that Ringo has blisters on his fingers from playing so hard).
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| LISTEN UP! |
[Jun. 18th, 2008|12:26 pm] |
| [ | Feeling | |
| |  Energetic | ] |
| [ | Listening To | |
| | Nachtmystium - Assassins: Black Meddle Part I | ] |
Friends, if you've begun to disregard everything I say, take my advice just this once. Your $15 will be more than well spent if you go out and buy Spiritualized's new album, Songs In A&E. Trust me just this once, please. (Then we can see each other at their show!) |
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| Regrettably Yours, |
[Sep. 15th, 2007|11:13 am] |
| [ | Feeling | |
| |  Cynical | ] |
| [ | Listening To | |
| | Oasis - Definitely Maybe | ] |
"This is the life and the life will not end." |
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| Listen to QOTSA |
[Sep. 5th, 2007|11:30 am] |
| [ | Feeling | |
| |  Dorky | ] |
| [ | Listening To | |
| | Jeff Buckley - Grace | ] |
Where, O where have you been my love?
Where, O where can you be?
It's been so long since the moon has gone,
and O, what a wreck you've made me.
Are you there, over the ocean?
Are you there, up in the sky?
Until the return of my love: this lullaby.
My hope is on the horizon.
Every face: it's your eyes I can see.
I plead, I pray, through each night and day;
our embrace is only a dream.
... And as sure as days come from moments;
each hour becomes a life's time.
When she'd left, I'd only begun this lullaby. |
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| Campfire Flies |
[Apr. 30th, 2007|05:06 pm] |
| [ | Feeling | |
| |  Curious | ] |
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| | El-P - I'll Sleep When You're Dead | ] |
Okay, I am sick of this shit, so here is a tip:
For all of you aspiring writers (whether it be poetry, short story, novel, whatever): if you are not taking the time to consider the placement of almost every word that you write, you are doing nothing more than telling a story, and that is not art. Painters don't just throw paint on a canvas (not even Jackson Pollack did that). It takes effort; it takes thought. SO DOES WRITING FICTION! You motherfuckers can keep cranking out 1,000 sentences per minute, but I guarantee you that they're never going to be anything worthwhile. |
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| Listen To MMJ |
[Apr. 30th, 2007|11:05 am] |
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| |  Calm | ] |
| [ | Listening To | |
| | Yo La Tengo - I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One | ] |
At dawn they ride again;
They'll haul you out to the streets.
They'll burn your papers and your empty trashcans,
Beat this thought into your head:
Singin' over and over again:
All your life is obscene!
Forget the papers,
Forget your musical dream!
But that's when my knife rises,
Their life ends, and my life starts again! |
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| Downright Patriotic |
[Sep. 26th, 2006|08:35 am] |
| [ | Feeling | |
| |  Cold | ] |
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| | Pink Floyd - The Dark Side Of The Moon | ] |
"'FORWARD!' he cried from the rear, and the front rank died!"
My friend HOWARD MARCH JR. died Sunday in Iraq. I'm bummed out, because he was fucking awesome. He truly was a great dude. I don't think someone's death should be the platform for an anti-war rant, and I've heard that sorrow is a stronger emotion than anger; I am no longer angry about this war, I'm just full of sadness. He was just a good fucking dude.
REST IN PEACE HOWARD! I love you, man.
I've got to keep my P.M.A. |
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| Frost-Colored Eyes |
[Aug. 10th, 2006|10:57 pm] |
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| |  Impressed | ] |
| [ | Listening To | |
| | Aesop Rock - Float | ] |
In philosophy, there are things called realms of possibility: one being the realm of actual possibility, the other being logical possibility. Things that are actually possible are things that--as the name implies--can happen in this universe. Logical possibility, however, is anything that the brain can conceive, so while it is not actually possible for humans to grow wings and fly, it is logically possible.
How does one realize these sort of dreams, these logically possible ideas? If something is not actually possible, how can the brain imagine it; and if the brain can imagine it, why can't it be actually possible? Maybe I am giving the brain too much credit. Maybe the problem lies in what when think when entering the realm of logical possibility? The example I gave was a person cannot sprout wings and take flight, well, that's just combining two actually possible situations. I've seen humans, and I've seen things with wings, so my argument is simply compounding the actually possible.
I guess no one can think of something that hasn't been realized in the realm of actual possibility (or something that, at least, cannot be broken down into their actually possible pieces). For example: one may argue that things like UFOs are logically possible, but have not been proven actually possible. To that I say: What is this UFO made of? How does it fly? What is inside of this UFO? The answers must be based in actual possibility. I've seen planes, so I know there are propulsion systems with the capability of lifting people off the ground; I've seen space shuttles, so I know that there are materials able to make it to outer space; We have computers; and so on and so on.
Bring me the logically possible.
The mind (or is it man, since we don't even use ten percent of our brains?) is to feeble to grasp the concept of the existence of something that breaks from the traditional three-dimensional, spatial relationships we are used to. There may be some who can. I can't. Those people must have brains far more advanced than mine. (And no, that was not a cheap shot at those against whom I am going to argue, but a sincere acknowledgment that I may be the one in the wrong.)
There are people who argue for the existence of God and Heaven. Well, I must ask, what is their definition of existence? Does it not involve spatial relations? Does it involve the intangible? What does God look like?
Ian Mathias Bavitz wrote: "I will not bow to a God that I can't look in the face." This addresses two very important points:
First, if God and Heaven do exist, shouldn't I be able to see them? To sense them? The universe is infinite, so show me--map out for me--the distance between me and Heaven. Maybe humans don't have telescopes powerful enough to see that far, so I don't even want to see heaven; I just want mathematical proof of Heaven's (and God's) location.
Another notable feature of Mr. Bavitz's quote is his (I guess one would say) "personification" of God. He automatically gives God a human trait: a face. This is the brain working in the realm of actual possibility.
I've heard time and time again: "God made man in his image," but now, after sitting here writing this, it lends more and more credence to my personal belief that God does not exist. For it seems like God making man in his image is nothing but an easy way for an author to avoid giving a description to something he or she knows does not exist. As I argued before: there is nothing in the realm of logical possibility that cannot be broken down into its actually possible components. In literature there is something known as the deus ex machina (literally translated from Latin, it means "God from machine"). The deus ex machina an unlikely character or device or occurrence that gets the protagonist out of a difficult situation. Isn't this essentially what the biblical God is? Nothing more than an unlikely character used to solve tangles in the plot. Like those who invented God(s) before them, the God worshiped now seems nothing more than a way to explain natural phenomena (before science had any sort of leverage: lest we forget Galileo) and to keep people in line.
Bring me the head of God.
But I guess if I argue against the existence of God, I shouldn't believe in any abstract ideas. And I do have trouble with these abstractions (which is why I'm writing this: to sort out a very small portion of questions troubling me--to help me from being so scatterbrained), but I don't think it's the same as troubling over God (since science helps disprove a lot of things attributed to God). But I still have trouble, especially with the mind. If asked "Where is your mind?" most people would hold an index finger to their temple. But is that really where it is? Does something like a "mind" truly exist, or is it, like God, just a word used to describe the unknown? Yes, different people use a different percentage of their brain, so it's easy to account for the disparity in knowledge among people, but the troubling thing is morality.
How does one judge right and wrong? Is that a feature of one's mind? Yes, one can be told: "______ is wrong." That doesn't necessarily make it so. A parent could tell his or her child that murder is wrong, but the child could grow up, commit murder, and not feel as if he or she had done anything wrong. He or she may even enjoy it. On the other hand, I could never kill a person. I get queasy thinking about the commission of an act of violence, and I know that this feeling is the physical manifestation of my morals, so where is the trigger? What sets off that feeling in my body? Is it my mind? And how are they connected?
Yet, although I cannot kill, I don't feel like I can judge anyone else. Yes, I can disagree, but I understand that different people have different morals, and it isn't my place to legislate which morals are right and which ones aren't. I'm still trying to figure that out myself. Also, it isn't that I condone all behaviors: I just believe in moral relativism--meaning morality differs from person to person. How does this divergence come about? Morality isn't just a mindset, it's something deeper--something intrinsic. I want to find out what it is.
Bring me your moral palette.
As of late I've been discovering the true meaning of words--simple words that I thought I knew the definitions of, but upon further inspection found their true meanings. Words like "today" and "familiar" (even "disparity" a few minutes ago) all seem new to me. But there is one word giving me more trouble that any other word: self-consciousness.
I used to think that "self-consciousness" merely meant that one was shy, but I know it's something much deeper--an impediment that is much harder to avoid, much less fix. I now know the problem plaguing me (and other self-conscious beings) is the acute awareness that one exists in relation to other beings. And not just exists, but the knowledge that one is able to be apprehended by the senses of another is the most sobering of feelings. The yen to do whatever one wants in public is immediately encumbered by inhibitions and questions: "How am I going to look to them?"
When pondering this problem, I am led to two equally unanswerable questions: (1) Can one be self-conscious when alone? and (2) Is being self-conscious why I enjoy being alone much more than being with friends? Because I think self-consciousness stems from the relationship between two beings, and foremost, the understanding that one's existence is not just one's own, I feel that one cannot be self-conscious when alone. For example: one could be dancing in one's house while another person is watching through the window. As long as the dancer in unaware of the voyeur, he or she will remain uninhibited. Although given a negative connotation because of confusion with schizophrenia, there is a schizoid personality type. In an earlier LiveJournal entry, I actually posted a description of schizoids:
"Schizoid patients yearn for a relationship, but the possible injury associated with even slight emotional contact is more than they are willing to bear. They are continually faced with dual fears of both isolation and engulfment. There is no comfortable direction for them to turn. Afraid of direct contact, they attempt to express their locked-in emotions through artistic expression, or they retreat to the safe haven of intellectual thoughts and pursuits. [...] They weigh carefully everything that they say or that is said to them, replaying conversations over and over in their heads."
I didn't leave the house today. I sat alone, and read, and wrote this. I believe that answers the second question. |
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