galactic porn grooves

i was a big fan of muxtape.
i'd upload and delete songs in my own playlist
and i'd also listen to other peoples playlists.
often, they were brown lumpy and smelly.
some smelled like gasoline and put me to sleep.
others i approved of and bobbed my head quietly too.

but after some time, the man stepped in and halted progress.
suddenly, everybody's playlists could only be seen and not heard.

but lo, today i returned to the site and found a list
of muxtapes with original music
posted by the posters.

the first of these which i clicked on
have been very groovy to listen to/
this duo of electric men who have
labeled themselves PORNO GALACTICA.
the track Concrete Dinosaur makes my nipple hairs twirl.

http://pornogalactica.muxtape.com/ <---click me for more aural info

internet is only good for music.

everything in this world is free. only some people deem themselves worthy of putting a price on everything. collectively, these people make up the essence of THE MAN. i refuse to cower before THE MAN. instead, i'd much rather sneak up behind him and pull down his trousers so that everyone may laugh and realize he is not worth the consideration.

. . . oh, but then there are the hundreds of thousands of millions of people who are mean and jerks and douchebags and think that wearing a suit and buying expensive cars and wearing shitloads of expensive jewelry and putting on make up is "normal" . . .

damn, those people are worst than THE MAN.

none of these things, despite being very prominent in my head, really matter; and bitching and/or worrying about them isn't worth my brainpower.

music is love. and i love music. here is a new web log i found that has loving music posted with love and a lack of care about all the shit i mentioned in this entry.
http://idreverberations.blogspot.com/



p.s.
i just read an article about the buzzcocks on wikipedia. here look: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spiral_Scratch_(EP)

inspired by stars....

so being sober isn't so bad. i've been keeping this up unintentionally for about a day and a half or something insignificantly more/i'm feeling grade-school kooky, know whut i mean?

oh man, so i got my strokes record with the sexy cover in the mail. this makes me one happy panda. i don't know what hasn't already been said about the strokes so i'll just go ahead and skip to the next paragraph cos i really just had this on my mind just now and now that i've let it out i feel like a table cloth.

i also received in the mail this vinyl comp called In the Loop Vol. 4. my main reason for ordering this is called Chocolate Girl and it is a song by Animal Collective that i fucking dream about. surprisingly, a devendra banhart track is on the flipside and the rest of the stuff is really rather good except for one song, but i don't remember...wait. i think it might be dirty projectors that i dissapprove of. idonno, but the comp is deemed very worth my cash by i. you should definitely not take my word for it though and just fucking buy it cos your gonna spend your money on food anyway and i'm a firm believer in that music is the most fulfilling food ever.....not to mention spending yer money on a record and eating at home is far more sanitary anyway.

the green beret shit i ordered whut seems like decades ago has just recently been shipped out, but i'll be sure to share this with whoever the fuck reads this and you will probably be blown away, unless of course you've already heard it. which is likely cos the internet allows things to go all over the world and everybody has access to it and something else really complicated...fucking, no wonder nobody fucking reads this. this is me ranting isn't it. it's me talking out my ass and nobody likes to read people talking out their asses unless it's gossipy or about barack obama.

hey! d'ya hear about that swine plague? it's about time america gets a plague of it's own....maybe we'll become a forgotten or ignored third world country someday.... iwonder if i should proofread this or something....

anuther one rides the bus

in los angeles, paper day passes are apparently yesterday's business. these five dollar transit slugs are now equipped to usher in the future.... the bus operators are now to hand over these futuristic "tap" cards for the usual five-dollar toll/

these "tap" cards are to to be "tapped" onto the money eating box for bus-riding purposes. it's so weird how "the future is now," innit? i mean, it's like....people thought we'd be soaring in hover cars by 1999, and lookit us in 2009 with global warming and a recession and a black president and big brother watching over us; and the man smirking silently at the fact that so many tools are at his command.....

and we have to put up with scenester/hipster fuckers looking stupid and sucking each other's dicks for social status.
this world upsets me....

so with my brand new job (well, not brand spanking new, but not exactly worn in yet), i get to buy records on the internets as well as in the real world/also, i got netflix, so now i've got stuff to get all giddy about. sure, pretty much every good record and/or film's been "blogged" about, but fuckit.

Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars: The Movie<--click me fer purchase/
fucking fantastic. the label for this dvd ain't kidding when it sez "a must for every bowie fan" even though that sounds like the blandest phrase to sell something. it truly is a great show to watch if you've never seen a live bowie video (which is incredibly amazing considering everyone's all up on that youtube). it's a classic rock 'n' roll video with an awesome shredding guitar, grainy lookin' camera work, a curiously costumed david bowie, and a great array of great songs (not necessarily from the ziggy stardust album).

Franz Ferdinand - Franz Ferdinand<--click me fer purchase/
there are a lot of albums vaguely similar to the music by franz ferdinand, but nothing really compares. lucky me, i missed all the hype this band supposedly had. nothing could cloud or misconstrue anything this album presented to me. all i had was this 'sup magazine article lying around my room. i had read it before, but it didn't strike me as anything particularly arousing cos i hadn't heard the music. it was only a matter of time....their second album wasn't in my opinion as good as this one, but it was good/ i had it for a while (i sold it back to amoeba along with the aha shake heartbreak....the worst mistake of my life, i kinda wish i had 'em both now...). i have yet to listen to their latest effort.

on a side note, this was when they dressed as regular indie folks, before they struck a nasty case of "the strokes."

(to be continued....)

i still hate fucking scalpers--

fucking scalpers ruined my second opportunity to see animal collective.
how fucked up is it, that one can't see a favourite band for the price they should. back in the day, people went and saw Led fucking Zeppelin for 10-15 bucks, and here i want to see a band a quarter as big and i have to pay fucking 80 bucks PER FUCKING TICKET because scalpers are bitch-ass cock-sucking shit-eating vomit-snorting sheep-fucking greedy fucking sausage brains.
fuck that shit. this aggression will not stand.

... ... meanwhile, i wanna do a hundred things at once.
i wanna get online, i wanna print shirts, i wanna start a zine, i got work, i got a photojournalism class to worry about now, i wanna meet friends, i can't do shit!!!1

i'll figure something out, surely. as sure as i can breathe, i'll figure something out.

i fucking hate scalpers.

so i wuz gonna write a rant about how scalpers ruin shows for people who're fucking broke, but i'm sure many (unless yer all loaded or privileged) of you have felt that pang and have bitched about it enough times to just let it go now. so i will. fuck scalpers though, ruined my chance to see animal collective.

anyhow, i'd like to take this opportunity to talk about SUPERJAIL!, the funnest animated show ever. by pure chance that i flip on the telly and it's about to start. i fucking love that show. if you've got cable or satellite and you watch television at night, flip that shit to whutever channel adult swim's on and look out for superjail. they re-run it twice for those unemployed stoners who stay up till the wee morning hours.

if your not the late night type, it seems cartoon network's got you covered for the daytime too. again, if you're an unemployed, got-nuthin-to-do-but-smoke-all-this-pot-i-bought-with-the-money-i-made-selling-shit kinda person, or you're just around in the daytime, lookout for THE MARVELOUS MISADVENTURES OF FLAPJACK, the second funnest animated show ever. i'm serious, don't believe the hype or the spongebob comparison/watch that shit for yerself if you haven't already and you'll find yerself creeped out and laughing like a kid again, haha!

the moral of this entry, i guess, is that cartoon network's got two good shows going for them. fuck the rest. aqua teen's not that great anymore. spongebob's for the birds. everything else doesn't hold up as well as SUPERJAIL or FLAPJACK (in my opinion, i might be wrong. my memory's not that sharp, so i mighta missed something, but probably not...)
love,
pumpkinhead.

p.s. happy holidays and all that shit.

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