Saturday, June 27, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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What's happening at the moment
Well there has been an opening created in Society
Civilisation has opened up it's gates of wealth
for the common man
the man like me who sings about their freedom
as no dream
as a deal we waged in the pasts wars on stupid things
It is not in education
medicine
Health
or the fields of Science, important as that field is.
The opening is disguised as a trap,
that's what fooled me at first
but the Appearance of something
are meant to be well
depending on the level of treasure there
diceiving.
Ever been to a rich persons house nad wondered how naked they
absence of life did ring true...
I can go to prision
I can be a prision inmate
A type of criminal if you will,
one whose traded in a life of freedom forfilling fighting for faschists
for fame filling fortunes in
love with a stable mind in
tranced by life
and supported by the collective wealth of
that island,
and be supported by it, for life.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
TWAS BEAUTY that killed the beast
I am a lord, of some sort or another,
with time on my hands to pursue interests
varied and spectacular,
each as an expert with skill
undistinguished by the consideration of others,
for it is said by him, that "am I not an Expert
when consulting the stars and acertain their origins,
Am I not an Expert when in the face of love,
gives love,
Am I Not in these things,
what Am I in an other?'
Monday, June 15, 2009
OUr lives are great works of art
don't you disagree that with them over there
callilng this or that art
When you've made a great deal and it's not vivisble
materialistic
obsessed with profit, or superfical vanity
that you've existed in a comunity of thought
trained
listen to advice from good teachers, close to the bone
That you;ve balanced the art and life budget of projection with reflection
There is a politic to your economic,
there is a stake in all our wellfare, nothing without it.
I knkow you artist, i see you well
I love your bafflemnt artist
I want to baffel yours as well.
Say good bye trinknet man say good by trinket girl
Say good bye to the life styler, guru with out the commitment to not make a stand
come home a snggle up with the surprise of your llife your one true love
Your self and everyone in it.
don't you disagree that with them over there
callilng this or that art
When you've made a great deal and it's not vivisble
materialistic
obsessed with profit, or superfical vanity
that you've existed in a comunity of thought
trained
listen to advice from good teachers, close to the bone
That you;ve balanced the art and life budget of projection with reflection
There is a politic to your economic,
there is a stake in all our wellfare, nothing without it.
I knkow you artist, i see you well
I love your bafflemnt artist
I want to baffel yours as well.
Say good bye trinknet man say good by trinket girl
Say good bye to the life styler, guru with out the commitment to not make a stand
come home a snggle up with the surprise of your llife your one true love
Your self and everyone in it.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Pink writes a catchy tune, and was one of the extreme few who wrote about the Emperor Bush's no clothes... however she sure does sing a lot about not giving a shit, meaning she stuck giving a shit.. give me the Slits any day...
unattractive piss take dances vs not giving a fuck in a cool mainstream sort of way. Pink is in a sense less naked then then the skins because she uses marketing strategies that are working to sell albums. The skins are honest artists and make honest music. They are naked, in their genuineness of making a point, which is that they don't give a fuck because their music is incompatible with the mainstream taste. In that sense I think its superior to the Britney clan as it is being antithetical toward being a product of perfect marketing. Pink is also hiding under a protective blanket of marketing but should that detract merit from her muisic? If it does then that would make many exceptional composers and bands from the golden days like the beetles, gunns 'n roses, David bowie, credence clearwater revival, the eagles, Elvis, johnny cash etc of lesser standard too because they were making money, and bob dylan and perhaps the doors the only good composers, because they were being real. I don't think so, if anything good music compatible with mainstream taste is more of a paradox statement and therefore allowed to be equally if not more entertaining to listen to. It is the artists driven by mainstream taste that don't go the distance... but then theres always madonna...
I couldn't tell you if and who made money, there's aways a way to make money, I was intereseted in who was going hard core, what that looked like, in that who were they pissing off... the three graces are really the devil sporn for most parents of young teenage girls.. totally feared... llike witches they have been publically trialed and tried again.. yet for me they have a status that is unlike Pink or any of the Pussy Cat Dolls for example, the three graces are Just HArd core.. in a NEw Feminnine BRat Pack kind of way... I like the new qualities they have brought to the mainstream... they to me are a trio of shining lights in a sea of dead ...
looking back again, it seems that the big players that were being 'hard core' were more or less aware of what it was they were being hardcore at and who they were pissing off. like you say these girls are being 'Just HArd core', and the way that they are being horny isn't very deep or interesting. Like their previous contemporaries their music is like the floaters in their own pool of misery. But in this case the pool is shallow and the floaters don't sink deep enough, and the brats will remain there scavenging off this current 'tween age' audience, or the 'sea of the dead' that supports them. The tween age has really become a culture in itself, prahaps the parasite undermining the way talent is supported in todays music industry. We all start out innocent, but what we transform into depends on how the culture that surrounds us is driven. These girls are the product of todays culture, a culture which is very different from the one that acomdated for the more talented products of the music industry a while back. Why this has happened beats me.
yeah, but I think I am saying that in this age of tween, shwoing your mick is hardcore as it was during the punk rebellion, both are differnt for differnt reasons, but both want to strike through to some core, something indeed hardcore that will glitter against the lights with a new glare, of truth..
the fact that these woma are described as products of a culture, rather than individual talents again while attempting to be critical, misses perhaps what is being achieved, that while Brittney is as manifactured as Michale Jackson, her on going inhouse rebelion against her father is an incredible story or anti patriarchy... as goes Paris for the House of Hilton, or Lohan and the code of innocence..
these people are artists and their achievements need to be seen in the cold light of not just their gloss, which is standard issue for this form, but for the leakage and cultural critique of a Silicon tower bigger than anyone knows what to do with let alone, control.
They have had every cultural form of control thrown at them.. but dieing from overdoses in mysterious circumstances they have eluded, as if the system was affraid to make them the Martyrs of Jim and etc.. . ..
These woman are great becuase they are powerful artists that are challenging the mainstream,
for me it's like as if Manet had released a pop song...
and if you are bothered by the question of intent.. consider the fact that you may be still playing with the deck of cards ending in Duchamp, which we all know is called "the end game' you can play that one infintiely as we all can see, but for the few that are atuned to what is new.. who see the Warhol and the Beuys blown holes in late capitlaist art production... then..
Duchamp said 'The creative act is not performed by the artist alone; the spectator brings the work in contact with the external world by deciphering and interpreting its inner qualifications and thus adds his contribution to the creative act.'
If the Tween age culture is a part of this external world, who then are the spectators...?
... yes I think I do see your point, indeed its the mums and dads that are doing the deciphering and interpreting, and ironically have created the contributions aswell.
Oh Perfect Quote Apple8nothing, reading from the book of Duchamp illustrates perfectly how these mega popsters are the true kings of the mini go round of Art's played out status and it's continued playing out of, a story whose destination is known before hand.
Rebellion, anti patriarchy, manufactured
I guess their art could also be viewed in a Duchampian perspective, as to nullify an objects functionality is creating art. By excessive crotch flashing they essentially desensitize its nature as a rejection towards a world dictated by marketing.
In that light their rebellion against the mainstream could also be seen as their demand their twat as their statement 'this is art'. You are right, in me calling them a mere product of culture I did miss what their music potentially achieves. Duchamp’s concept was also missed completely, by pushing his fountain into the mainstream, and art bureaucracy. It killed whatever revolutionary claim fountain once possessed.
But interestingly by the brat pack pushing their micks into the mainstream, they could potentially be reinventing this idea. All they(or someone) need to do now is introduce humor to make the spectators ’love’ their twat.
And then the question is what next? who’s going to add value to their music, who will piss on their fake fountain.
nevertheless i am still pretty certain that Britney, Paris etc, aren't waiting for a response to the potential questions they have posed, or are at all aware that they have posed them in the first place. Their music isn't revolutionary in that sense, or its own sense until someone responds appropiately.
Love Their Twat
very good, to me it has happened, idiot on the grand scale of the way great things seem to happen these days... 9/11 etc... Pop media is a classical in structure.. take a look at this from Eminem
"See what hurts me the most is that you won't admit you was wrong.
Bitch, do ya song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom.
But how dare you try to take what you didnt help me to get?
You selfish bitch! I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit!"
That's the common man in the street speaking, yelling at the three graces.. yelling at a percieved Feminisms attack on what is right and wrong.. the language it self has been attacked.. and has become complicated enfused with emotion, that is terrifying... the Cunt of Atonement... etc..
this is the piss on the fountain... only the club of shits has expanded...
Real art critics have given up mostly on doing their job. ..
comfortable academic positions... lend sleep
To Critique is to put ones head in a noose for no reason other than a sense of agonistic duty...
At THE VERY FUCKIN LEAST BASHERS YOU'VE GOT TO AGREE THAT AT LEAAST THESE FUCKING GOD DAMN BITCHES REBELS AGAINST THE PARENT STATE!
yes in the same way an abused donkey pulls an over burdened cart, ...and then farts as a rebellious response.
cadmium hed
Farts is a good one, but no silly joke can dispute or erase the fear that these three creates in the heart of heart land America.. you may have your art bastion pilistars... but these three are in the trenches doing the hard yards of Pranksterism, not your yuppy Greek version, but your Anachistic agitation
as for music.. Camium , you have to realsie quickly that I am not the audience.. probably you are not either.. it is like we are sitting in the gods watching a battle go on and it's amusing..
Punk was punk enough said..
for me if I wana get loos I try on a Merzbo/Masona Compilation called Flying Testical, Track 3, Romance.. 8.07minutes of FUCK YOU
unattractive piss take dances vs not giving a fuck in a cool mainstream sort of way. Pink is in a sense less naked then then the skins because she uses marketing strategies that are working to sell albums. The skins are honest artists and make honest music. They are naked, in their genuineness of making a point, which is that they don't give a fuck because their music is incompatible with the mainstream taste. In that sense I think its superior to the Britney clan as it is being antithetical toward being a product of perfect marketing. Pink is also hiding under a protective blanket of marketing but should that detract merit from her muisic? If it does then that would make many exceptional composers and bands from the golden days like the beetles, gunns 'n roses, David bowie, credence clearwater revival, the eagles, Elvis, johnny cash etc of lesser standard too because they were making money, and bob dylan and perhaps the doors the only good composers, because they were being real. I don't think so, if anything good music compatible with mainstream taste is more of a paradox statement and therefore allowed to be equally if not more entertaining to listen to. It is the artists driven by mainstream taste that don't go the distance... but then theres always madonna...
I couldn't tell you if and who made money, there's aways a way to make money, I was intereseted in who was going hard core, what that looked like, in that who were they pissing off... the three graces are really the devil sporn for most parents of young teenage girls.. totally feared... llike witches they have been publically trialed and tried again.. yet for me they have a status that is unlike Pink or any of the Pussy Cat Dolls for example, the three graces are Just HArd core.. in a NEw Feminnine BRat Pack kind of way... I like the new qualities they have brought to the mainstream... they to me are a trio of shining lights in a sea of dead ...
looking back again, it seems that the big players that were being 'hard core' were more or less aware of what it was they were being hardcore at and who they were pissing off. like you say these girls are being 'Just HArd core', and the way that they are being horny isn't very deep or interesting. Like their previous contemporaries their music is like the floaters in their own pool of misery. But in this case the pool is shallow and the floaters don't sink deep enough, and the brats will remain there scavenging off this current 'tween age' audience, or the 'sea of the dead' that supports them. The tween age has really become a culture in itself, prahaps the parasite undermining the way talent is supported in todays music industry. We all start out innocent, but what we transform into depends on how the culture that surrounds us is driven. These girls are the product of todays culture, a culture which is very different from the one that acomdated for the more talented products of the music industry a while back. Why this has happened beats me.
yeah, but I think I am saying that in this age of tween, shwoing your mick is hardcore as it was during the punk rebellion, both are differnt for differnt reasons, but both want to strike through to some core, something indeed hardcore that will glitter against the lights with a new glare, of truth..
the fact that these woma are described as products of a culture, rather than individual talents again while attempting to be critical, misses perhaps what is being achieved, that while Brittney is as manifactured as Michale Jackson, her on going inhouse rebelion against her father is an incredible story or anti patriarchy... as goes Paris for the House of Hilton, or Lohan and the code of innocence..
these people are artists and their achievements need to be seen in the cold light of not just their gloss, which is standard issue for this form, but for the leakage and cultural critique of a Silicon tower bigger than anyone knows what to do with let alone, control.
They have had every cultural form of control thrown at them.. but dieing from overdoses in mysterious circumstances they have eluded, as if the system was affraid to make them the Martyrs of Jim and etc.. . ..
These woman are great becuase they are powerful artists that are challenging the mainstream,
for me it's like as if Manet had released a pop song...
and if you are bothered by the question of intent.. consider the fact that you may be still playing with the deck of cards ending in Duchamp, which we all know is called "the end game' you can play that one infintiely as we all can see, but for the few that are atuned to what is new.. who see the Warhol and the Beuys blown holes in late capitlaist art production... then..
Duchamp said 'The creative act is not performed by the artist alone; the spectator brings the work in contact with the external world by deciphering and interpreting its inner qualifications and thus adds his contribution to the creative act.'
If the Tween age culture is a part of this external world, who then are the spectators...?
... yes I think I do see your point, indeed its the mums and dads that are doing the deciphering and interpreting, and ironically have created the contributions aswell.
Oh Perfect Quote Apple8nothing, reading from the book of Duchamp illustrates perfectly how these mega popsters are the true kings of the mini go round of Art's played out status and it's continued playing out of, a story whose destination is known before hand.
Rebellion, anti patriarchy, manufactured
I guess their art could also be viewed in a Duchampian perspective, as to nullify an objects functionality is creating art. By excessive crotch flashing they essentially desensitize its nature as a rejection towards a world dictated by marketing.
In that light their rebellion against the mainstream could also be seen as their demand their twat as their statement 'this is art'. You are right, in me calling them a mere product of culture I did miss what their music potentially achieves. Duchamp’s concept was also missed completely, by pushing his fountain into the mainstream, and art bureaucracy. It killed whatever revolutionary claim fountain once possessed.
But interestingly by the brat pack pushing their micks into the mainstream, they could potentially be reinventing this idea. All they(or someone) need to do now is introduce humor to make the spectators ’love’ their twat.
And then the question is what next? who’s going to add value to their music, who will piss on their fake fountain.
nevertheless i am still pretty certain that Britney, Paris etc, aren't waiting for a response to the potential questions they have posed, or are at all aware that they have posed them in the first place. Their music isn't revolutionary in that sense, or its own sense until someone responds appropiately.
Love Their Twat
very good, to me it has happened, idiot on the grand scale of the way great things seem to happen these days... 9/11 etc... Pop media is a classical in structure.. take a look at this from Eminem
"See what hurts me the most is that you won't admit you was wrong.
Bitch, do ya song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom.
But how dare you try to take what you didnt help me to get?
You selfish bitch! I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit!"
That's the common man in the street speaking, yelling at the three graces.. yelling at a percieved Feminisms attack on what is right and wrong.. the language it self has been attacked.. and has become complicated enfused with emotion, that is terrifying... the Cunt of Atonement... etc..
this is the piss on the fountain... only the club of shits has expanded...
Real art critics have given up mostly on doing their job. ..
comfortable academic positions... lend sleep
To Critique is to put ones head in a noose for no reason other than a sense of agonistic duty...
At THE VERY FUCKIN LEAST BASHERS YOU'VE GOT TO AGREE THAT AT LEAAST THESE FUCKING GOD DAMN BITCHES REBELS AGAINST THE PARENT STATE!
yes in the same way an abused donkey pulls an over burdened cart, ...and then farts as a rebellious response.
cadmium hed
4 articles & 277 comments since 30 Apr 2006
In these whine and warteymelon daze, I find it equally lame to listen to ranting punk diatribes against the 'system' or someone like eminem braying his emotionally retarded diatribes....oh whoa, what to listen to?....
but then, recently i was imbibing aurally some of black flags poster boy antiestablishment nihilism and, well, it rocked. helped the painting too. kinda.
My battered, oh sorry, better half, cranx up Pink, sorry, PUNK, now and then and that holier/richer than thou femangst just doesn't resonate realness. Am i out of touch? last time i appreciated music as gold was a gordons album. yawn.
SOLUTION!
all bashers should start bands.
-project 4 winter people-do a song. a fucken rock opera. a medievil harp polka. whatever.
Let's show these musician upstarts what real art is.
instead of just talking about it.
Let's get that Artmosher album to number 1, yeah!
In these whine and warteymelon daze, I find it equally lame to listen to ranting punk diatribes against the 'system' or someone like eminem braying his emotionally retarded diatribes....oh whoa, what to listen to?....
but then, recently i was imbibing aurally some of black flags poster boy antiestablishment nihilism and, well, it rocked. helped the painting too. kinda.
My battered, oh sorry, better half, cranx up Pink, sorry, PUNK, now and then and that holier/richer than thou femangst just doesn't resonate realness. Am i out of touch? last time i appreciated music as gold was a gordons album. yawn.
SOLUTION!
all bashers should start bands.
-project 4 winter people-do a song. a fucken rock opera. a medievil harp polka. whatever.
Let's show these musician upstarts what real art is.
instead of just talking about it.
Let's get that Artmosher album to number 1, yeah!
Farts is a good one, but no silly joke can dispute or erase the fear that these three creates in the heart of heart land America.. you may have your art bastion pilistars... but these three are in the trenches doing the hard yards of Pranksterism, not your yuppy Greek version, but your Anachistic agitation
as for music.. Camium , you have to realsie quickly that I am not the audience.. probably you are not either.. it is like we are sitting in the gods watching a battle go on and it's amusing..
Punk was punk enough said..
for me if I wana get loos I try on a Merzbo/Masona Compilation called Flying Testical, Track 3, Romance.. 8.07minutes of FUCK YOU
Thursday, June 11, 2009
All I have is
a kind of
Atmosphere. a type.
It's
Kind of an atmosphere,
that you get,
not for ever,
Just passing by.
people just go out
like boats,
their wake strays
out,
a way,
spreading so all can
see, and if So
follow, That's how
you get a lot of people
to follow you.
Drive by
near al ot of
people, who a r e
nuts
and let them float
in your wake,
As king
Nut,
Driving - Pilot-Boat.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
So I get this feeling
like I am not suppose to feel this way about writing
As if the very act that gives me so much pleasure
could some how be improved upon
So that for every word I write that I don't think about edit, re think
I write down a scream of shit, that could never be any good.
I enjoyed it too much. The first time.
I get it when I watch and look at you down there
across the street over beyond me
I don't now what you are thinking but I know it's got to be hostil to me
Why cause for one I don't know ya, Don't know ya don't wana know ya
can't say how I would know ya even if I was forced ta.
So I walk alone, down the valley of death eating god biscuits cause I eat shit everyday.
PLEASE ART
STUDENT DON"T BE
AN ARTIST WE
NEED SOMETHING
BETTER THAN THAT NOW
I AM THE
THE POT SMOKING
LOSER LOSER LOSER
IDEALIST
POLITICAL ACTIVIST
UNEMPLOYED
PERFORMANCE ARTIST
PHOTOGRAPHER
WRITER
CRITIC
The Artist dreams when
in standing at the gutter
He sends out the Dream
to the man whose
living the Dream, Fine
woman, House, trips Away,
and tells him how
Amazing the little things are.
Like being Beaten Hard to
a unusual principle thing
then made to reveal an
eternal truth, Jan had a
tight pussy she took
to your fucking like
you were fucking with
a knife.
To fall
to go through
culture, not knowing
and I will fall through
All the other people
out there, bounce and catch
with them and not stay
in the known pay pen,
the friends of Sane acquaintances,
But seek unknown levels
of sanity, for instance
the pickle men are
ok.
like I am not suppose to feel this way about writing
As if the very act that gives me so much pleasure
could some how be improved upon
So that for every word I write that I don't think about edit, re think
I write down a scream of shit, that could never be any good.
I enjoyed it too much. The first time.
I get it when I watch and look at you down there
across the street over beyond me
I don't now what you are thinking but I know it's got to be hostil to me
Why cause for one I don't know ya, Don't know ya don't wana know ya
can't say how I would know ya even if I was forced ta.
So I walk alone, down the valley of death eating god biscuits cause I eat shit everyday.
PLEASE ART
STUDENT DON"T BE
AN ARTIST WE
NEED SOMETHING
BETTER THAN THAT NOW
I AM THE
THE POT SMOKING
LOSER LOSER LOSER
IDEALIST
POLITICAL ACTIVIST
UNEMPLOYED
PERFORMANCE ARTIST
PHOTOGRAPHER
WRITER
CRITIC
The Artist dreams when
in standing at the gutter
He sends out the Dream
to the man whose
living the Dream, Fine
woman, House, trips Away,
and tells him how
Amazing the little things are.
Like being Beaten Hard to
a unusual principle thing
then made to reveal an
eternal truth, Jan had a
tight pussy she took
to your fucking like
you were fucking with
a knife.
To fall
to go through
culture, not knowing
and I will fall through
All the other people
out there, bounce and catch
with them and not stay
in the known pay pen,
the friends of Sane acquaintances,
But seek unknown levels
of sanity, for instance
the pickle men are
ok.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
Just been reminded...
I have to make something
I don't want to make anything
but if I do make something it won't be to the standard required, the international standard of object making, the aura of commodity. Fuck you
" why not, why not get on with it, participate in the economy, be a player"
Cause I don't see my love in that world of pretty object
I need to be bigger than that, than an object
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