norelpref compendium #54
Compendium 54, where are you? Oh, right here. 60 minutes o’ slack, sound collage, goofs and wacky guitar and soft synth mayhem, including Leave it to Shiva.
non-distressing delusional beliefs amongst the general public
Just so we can differentiate clinically between bat shit crazy and just bat shit.
Trust and Empower : Plenitudes o’ Platitudes
This is the day that the Law has made….
Re-defining “intelligence” (without Marvin Minsky)
Performance of the month. Echoes of My Lai, ah, memories. Lying, covering up, obfuscating, spreading disinformation, all in a day, or life’s work. Cancer Colin getting ready to fuck you with his biological urges. The seduction of power, of belief in untruth.
Imagine, if you will…..At least Winnie the Pooh finds tail, and most African nations are saying to Shrub: “None of your bases are going to be belonging here.”
HGH, BGH, _ _ _, MEH
Hit me with your bad shot….
Get a hamburger
After a while they say you get used to the moldy, spore-like flavor.
Putting the Die in Diet
This is for all those who in grindspace subsist somehow on caffeine, nicotine and microwave popcorn. One dude who just retired recently used to have this for lunch, without fail, everyday: a diet doctor Pepper and microwaved popcorn.
Yeah, health care is outrageously expensive and the whole industry greedy and absurd, but do we don’t help any by eating like six year olds with no supervision. Our juvenile, shitty diets keep us sick, and keep us going to da doctor to fix us. A healthy, sensible, “adult,” and responsible diet would make us have to depend upon quack-city much less. And any day without an encounter with an HMO is a good day!
As for the millions and millions of dead cow being “recalled,” well, think about that the next time you visit MickeyDee’s. The dead cow burgers taste better when they’ve been abused beyond the normal torture regimen prior to their slaughter, so I’ve been told. Bite into that dead cow disk and enjoy another day in hell.
Leave it to Shiva
Lightening things up with the destroyer of worlds, getting a little hard on the Beaver midi file with a couple wacky soft synths.
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‘Nuff said. Or should I say “snuff said?”
That’s one fucking expensive snuff film, and we all paid for it. Enjoy your stimulus package.
You’re gonna eat your babies!
. . . it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
Acts (ch. IX, v. 5)
Without so much as a hint of irony or even a vague reference to the famed satirical essay by Jonathan Swift, the insuperably hateful ignoramus F. Phelps spews on about cannibalism, and deep seated homophobia, among other things. Someone probably early in the last century with a sense of humor bestowed upon this twisted fuck a law degree so he can now drop a few loaded latin phrases from time to time, presumably to give his absurd pronouncements some credibility. Alas, there isn’t much cred in hate speech, and much less in a bizarre interpretation of “the good book,” which our closeted, inbred scumbag spins to match his bile, his loathesome rhetoric. He could be seen as just another clown in the circus of the spectacle, were it not for the fact that he and his zombie-like followers (of probably dubious genetic makeup) do damage to people who are at their very lowest, due to a tragic loss in their family. How low of character must one be to picket a fucking funeral?
Perhaps one day a disaffected membot from the Westboro cult will get a little surlier than their wretched leader, exercise his/her right to bear arms and wipe out everyone on the compound. This would be good for the gene pool, and definitely good for the ratings on Fox news, at least for a week or so.
Entities that feed on hate and fear tend to bring these type of mini-massacres about. As long as they self-destruct and wipe themselves out, no worries here. They can be given a Darwin award, posthumously–oh, that’s redundant….
who do you want to be today?
Focused myopia. Oh yeah. Ersatz ambition. The reachable reach-a-arounds……
Compulsion Phenomenon
Onanistic guitar cutups with bombastic drums; and if it insults and moults like a cult, it just might be a cult.
I was struck by….
Them PBS pundits are always getting “struck.” Perhaps this is due to their heads being so far up the present administration’s ass. One vapid talking head verged on waxing hagiographic regarding dipshit’s SOTU. They talked about the President-select’s “tone.” About his lame-duck status, with echoes of lamentation in their voices. WTF? Yet what is this dickhead’s legacy? And why isn’t this discussed with more fervor and detail? Oh well, I had fun pitch shifting Mr. Lehrer’s sycophantic ass all over the circle of perfect fifths….
Enjoy the combinatorial dadaist bliss below, merging such luminaries as Mr. and Mrs. Bumba and Led Zeppelin…. And yes, I can play Moby Dick.
Compendium #53
Agitators
“Actually we are a vulgar, pushing mob whose passions are easily mobilized by demagogues, newspaper men, religious quacks, agitators and such like. To call this a society of free peoples is blasphemous. What have we to offer the world besides the superabundant loot which we recklessly plunder from the earth under the maniacal delusion that this insane activity represents progress and enlightenment?”
—Henry Miller
Bring on the consultants
Perhaps THIS will refresh your memory…..Or perhaps THIS animadversion….
Fresh turds are the norm in this “business is business” world, especially at MaryKKK and MadWay Corporations.
Senator McYanni
Just freshly endorsed by the “endorse-inator” and ready to take the banality of evil to new lows. All hail, our mumbling semi-dark overlord. Careful y’all don’t yawn yourself to death.
HeavyConfetti
- Latcho Drom August 29, 2010
- Track Listing for “The State of Things” Album August 21, 2010
- Changes, future August 17, 2010
- The State of the State of Things June 21, 2010
- Working Three Tracks June 12, 2010
- the state of things without and around us June 8, 2010
- Long time no post…Three cuts from Phronemophobia April 17, 2010
- Kill Television! December 24, 2009
- The Cut of Your Gib October 25, 2009
- Don’t Blame Me October 25, 2009
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