Random Crap, OF DOOOM!!  

My own little corner online, where I can hide all my belly-button lint.

I think I can stick links in here...
It appears so!
I never liked that archive crap anyway.
Maybe i should organize these into sections...
Yeah, that would be cool.

Artists to worship:
Cam
Robert Venosa
Alex Gray
M.C. Escher
Stanlislav Szukalski
Zdzislaw freaking Beksinski
Rene Magritte
Honore Fragonard (now mostly translated!)
Senor Zar
Ex-Python animator
Mr. Bird could beat up your mother AND a dinosaur
Ernst Fuchs (fyooks, you asshat)

Don't let your kids listen to:
TOOL
SOAD
Cornell+RATM
Big Dumb Face
White/Rob Zombie
Collective Soul
Ozomatli
Damn pretentious Canadians
Queens of the Stone Age

People with the misfortune of knowing me:
Teh GOAT!
Teh STAB?
Teh w00tFr3d!!1!
McNugget.
Someone I don't really know but has good taste in TOOL, err, music.
My sister was dropped on her head.
The rest of my friends have too much self-respect for an online presence.

We dn't need no stikning spellchecker!

Fine, I'll archive this crap:

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WHY? (the site has low bandwidth allowance, so if it's dead try again later)

Also, while we're on the subject of disgusting pointlessness, I went to the Wherehouse's going out of business sale and bought meself a CD. This one's a real keeper, well worth the $5 I paid for it. It's Cattle Decapitation's To Serve Man, don't worry, the twilight zone reference is about as intelligent as it gets. Featuring such poetic titles as Testicular Manslaughter, Hypogastric Combustion by C-4 Plastique and Long-Pig Chef and the Hairless Goat it's obvious that this opus verges on a level of sophistication rivaling the New Yorker's best. But I know you're all asking the most important question: "How does it sound?" Well, the cattle decapitation boys are nothing if not consistent. The drums keep the same dual-bass beat, the guitar is always playing some random thrash noodling and I have yet to discern whether the bassist is present or just getting drunk in the shed out back. It doesn't matter what the bassist is doing anyhow, because the singer sings so gutturally that it's deeper than the bass would be anyhow. That's a good thing by the way, because it means you have to read the liner notes to understand what any of the lyrics are; if these lyrics were intelligible to the ear, it would make baby jesus cry and cats spontaneously combust. The only way I know that I'm listening to a different song is that the Winamp track selector moves around.

Basically, this is a really bad gore flick, just without the budget for any actual film. But I must admit it is rather fun have around and if I ever need to guarantee that someone hates me, I now know exactly what music to put on.

ALSO I've been planning on going to Lollapalooza for quite a while (If only for APC and audioslave, i might just ignore the rest) but have put off getting tickets. They're still available, and while I can't think of anyone who'd want to go, I just thought I'd mention it in case someone's gone under my radar. I'm planning on the Verizon Ampitheater on the 16th of august, tell me quick if you're interested because I need to buy mine soon.


  posted by Travis @ 10:24 AM


7/26/2003  
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