When The English Say Bugger It Means Alot To Them

I started writing to give myself a little head space. I was recovering from a self induced life coma stage which lasted almost 5 years? Much has changed since then so it hasn't been a total gyp. The creative juices flow at will and not induced by some foreign antibody. Cattle mutilations have gone down in the area. The moon isn't covered by a bloody satin cloth anymore.The wine HAS a taste.The new Coke DOES suck. What have I learned throughout this sordid little romp with daily writings? I am the worst writer in the history of writing .I can accept the fact that I write in a "stream of consciousness" style and I haven't found my true "writers voice".My grammar is terrible my punctuation even worse. I even followed some tips from one of my favorite writers, Chuck Palahniuk who states that the writer should experiment in different styles;that didn't help either. Jack of all trades master of none ring a bell? What-ev. Comedy is my forte. I can make jokes up all day. I can't take one mind you,but I can laugh out loud when people get hurt.(except when that lady fell into the hole at the car wash,that was just awful.) Even my art is mediocre at best. Not to mention my foray into the music stream was also met with a veritable "ho-hum". I'm not crying about all this, but the point I am trying to bring across is that no one is born knowing what they will be good at, so just try everything and never stop experimenting. You may end up being just a well rounded individual. Not every ones expectations can match the ever crushing reality which has been dealt to us over and over again. But who gives a flying fuck. I don't and neither should you, if anyone is truly reading this. Let the music play, and shut up already. I want to finish this by saying that the media has crossed that line once again by turning the Winter Olympics into a not so funny joke.By media I want to blame NBC for being a bunch of blood thirsty ratings hungry jackals(again).

p.s. I have noticed that when I hit spell check there are fewer and fewer mistakes. Now if they only could come up with grammar check..(my next project:programming)

ZUNE OUTPUT
the "no mames" sessions

I have been following Richard D. James' career quite closely over the past 15 years. He never has disappointed his loyal fans by selling out or putting out some puff piece to please the label and therefore upsetting the fans. He truly is an electronic music pioneer who has tapped into a secret wormhole in Cornwall and is extracting futuristic and complicated computer music. He once DJ'd a live set in New York which consisted of him lying on the floor,placing a piece of sandpaper on the record platter and laying the needle down in the raspy uneven surface...I'm guessing peoples heads blew apart a-la SCANNERS style. From this album cover you can imagine the type of individual he is. A certifiable musical prodigy plugging his acid laden brain into a computer and sharing it with you and your children. Eat and be merry:
http://www.mediafire.com/?bgm9jq1wfrz

I had the distinct pleasure of seeing the ORB twice in the United States of America. Both shows were mirror images in the fact that there were times I felt my brain was sobbing deeply into its open palm sitting girlishly on a rock five feet from me. Let me start first by trying to describe with my 12th grade vocabulary the sound setup that was so huge it took 6 tractor trailers to bring it in for the show. In a word, gargantuan! So when you stand there in front of the stage, Alex Patterson is literally looking down on you like the schoolmaster from "Pink Floyd's The Wall" astride 2 stories of speakers. Another couple of cool things about both shows is that they both started out with a low 20Hz pulse that engulfed you like the cheap perfume path of someone trying hide the fact they have B.O. I don't know the effect they were going for but I am positive that thousands of small pets in the area were flipping the fuck out in some unsuspecting adjoining neighborhood at 2 AM. An amorphous sound scheme fully designed in cooperation with the Mi6 to congeal blood vessels. The British scene hails the ORB as Generation X's Pink Floyd; I will take it to the heart and say "yes mate!"
Nice to listen to while shaving an Ecuadorian llama.
http://www.mediafire.com/?zdgiqz0tctz

Paul D. Miller aka DJ Spooky executed a touchdown spike with my face when Asphodel Records released this in the spring of 1996. I had pre-ordered it at RPM records in Savannah the month before and anxiously sat on the proverbial cushion of pins and needles. I had picked up his earlier release as Paul D. Miller "Viral Sonata" so I knew it had to be just as good if not better. I spun "Viral" at a couple of parties and had people clawing their Ketamine filled eyes brimming with fresh tears from the complete collapse of their higher life functions. Basically the whole thing went over like Christmas day in Jerusalem. Both albums are extremely cerebral and embody the only genre aptly named "Illbient". If he didn't lay claim to the title he sure stole it out from under whoever did.
Goes well with "Los Tweets"
http://www.mediafire.com/?z2tit4u2zyi


Yoko Ono-Singer slash Poet slash Beatles Destroyer-Born 1933
Dennis DeYoung-Keyboardist-US Band Styx-Born 1947
Keith Knudsen-Drummer slash Roller-US Band the Doobie Brothers-Born 1948
Juice Newton aka Judy Kay Newton-Country Singer slash King Of Heart Player-Born 1952
Derek Pellici-Drummer-Little River Band-Born 1953
Robin Bachman-Drummer-Bachman Turner Overdrive-Born 1953
John Travolta-Actor slash Singer? slash Pilot slash Disco Dancer-Born 1954
Brian James-Guitarist-UK Band The Damned-Born 1961
Dr.Dre aka Andre Young-Rapper slash Producer Extraorniaire-Born 1965
Jez Williams-Guitarist-UK Band The Doves-Born 1970


and now your moment of Gonzo.....