messybear
location: Lunging gusts from deep in the heart of N/A disillusionment....
listening to: @l'sBU2; JW'sBU2; PJbootlegs; BGeldofMix; RWatersMix; Aussie Feast o’DVDs; Boomtwn •Triage XRuddMix
registered: 2005.11.13
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here’s th' thing ..from this side o the tracks. Call this noise ..and be
kinda obvious. A fart is noise (with a bad scent) and a brisk soft inhale and
a sigh is a noise with a pulse. Try’n picture the scene. Affluent aggravated-
aggregate sons of alpha-D-mohair-suited-shakers———be they a ballplayer or a
tone-breaker as it were, have a notion to lay some beats out there in the
general vicinity of Main St. L.A. and so they pool their finances, load up on
amps & LSD & Marlboro Reds & instruments & make Fuck YOU FUCK YOU no fuck YOU
into a mantra for the precursor to pay-to-play generation, and then go about
being The Boomtown Rats of backstreet aristocrat soCal piss & puke Marmaduke?
& who don’t get that? Here’s a bass guitar. You got a black boy’s rhythm (&
a wicked sense of melody/no-melody), so funk a drive beat or be gone big dog.
Here’s a Strat, some quasi-tuned medium strings, 3 chords & 2 licks; chunk &
scream. Here’s a jay some skins & sticks, jack off at about the same pace as
the bass & sift off the overflow o these other blood’s friendlier tarts,
while I use this nasty voice that my ol’ man didn’t pay to have gifted. And
let’s see how many dweebs we can kill.
Finding this anything but a perfect example of going with but against the
grain of that epic last place & time is maybe denying the joy of evolution.
Probably it’s kinda semi-embarrassing for the likes o David as well. Like
that very 1st time when you mad-dash came in a surprised girl’s hand and had
to choose between the shrinking into yourself or the manning-up to do it
again until you start to get it right, so this li’l girl don’t have to go
home frightened of HER next time? To be honest, the bass does sound pretty-
cool doesn’t it? I mean, come on. ..The “noise” is fitting for the venues.
Who really gives a shit about the front-man at the time. He pro’ly had the
most money & the best hook-up. The use of arrangement space here is
fascinating, no? & the fact that they schlepped their “noise” in thru & back
out the 4-fisted alley fracas entrance AND pissed-off most everybody they
came in contact with suggests that even then there was a kind of creative
integrity taking precedence over oop bloodborn means and the A&R mass-
marketing scene ...A sign of things to come
–--
intellectually masturbatin while the radio was playin
intellectually masturbatin while the radio was playin
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messybear
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here’s th' thing ..from this side o the tracks. Call this noise ..and be
kinda obvious. A fart is noise (with a bad scent) and a brisk soft inhale and
a sigh is a noise with a pulse. Try’n picture the scene. Affluent aggravated-
aggregate sons of alpha-D-mohair-suited-shakers———be they a ballplayer or a
tone-breaker as it were, have a notion to lay some beats out there in the
general vicinity of Main St. L.A. and so they pool their finances, load up on
amps & LSD & Marlboro Reds & instruments & make Fuck YOU FUCK YOU no fuck YOU
into a mantra for the precursor to pay-to-play generation, and then go about
being The Boomtown Rats of backstreet aristocrat soCal piss & puke Marmaduke?
& who don’t get that? Here’s a bass guitar. You got a black boy’s rhythm (&
a wicked sense of melody/no-melody), so funk a drive beat or be gone big dog.
Here’s a Strat, some quasi-tuned medium strings, 3 chords & 2 licks; chunk &
scream. Here’s a jay some skins & sticks, jack off at about the same pace as
the bass & sift off the overflow o these other blood’s friendlier tarts,
while I use this nasty voice that my ol’ man didn’t pay to have gifted. And
let’s see how many dweebs we can kill.
Finding this anything but a perfect example of going with but against the
grain of that epic last place & time is maybe denying the joy of evolution.
Probably it’s kinda semi-embarrassing for the likes o David as well. Like
that very 1st time when you mad-dash came in a surprised girl’s hand and had
to choose between the shrinking into yourself or the manning-up to do it
again until you start to get it right, so this li’l girl don’t have to go
home frightened of HER next time? To be honest, the bass does sound pretty-
cool doesn’t it? I mean, come on. ..The “noise” is fitting for the venues.
Who really gives a shit about the front-man at the time. He pro’ly had the
most money & the best hook-up. The use of arrangement space here is
fascinating, no? & the fact that they schlepped their “noise” in thru & back
out the 4-fisted alley fracas entrance AND pissed-off most everybody they
came in contact with suggests that even then there was a kind of creative
integrity taking precedence over oop bloodborn means and the A&R mass-
marketing scene ...A sign of things to come
–--
intellectually masturbatin while the radio was playin
intellectually masturbatin while the radio was playin
