In the absence of any real content and while I ponder and debate the future existence of this blog, here is a full on aural assault for your, well, I’d say pleasure but you know, it probably won’t be. Enjoy (although you’ll have to click through for the videos and music as “embedding has been disabled by request”)
The next two don’t have a video so close your eyes and try to relax - this won’t hurt very much.
There’s some as might say that I’m trying to recapture my long distant youth.
And there’s some as might say that I never actually grew up.
There’s even some folk as might say that there’s a time to live and a time to die but you should smoke Elvis Presley’s toenails if you wanna get high!
That’s right, ladles and germs, yours truly has just bought two golden tickets for his next musical adventure in gig land in a months time. A friend and I are boarding the nostalgia train on a way trip to Rock City (Nottingham) to see Alternative punk soul rockers, the mighty, the awesome, the one and only Butthole Surfers. This more than makes up finding out that the Revolting Cocks had recently toured a week after they were in the country which was annoying. It’s difficult to keep up with bands who you think are dead and buried as to when they might tour next - they don’t do anything for a decade and then suddenly turn up around the corner and expect you to know. This time, however, I’m locked, cocked and ready to rock. Bring it on!
Remember: there’s a time to shit and a time for God and the last shit I took was pretty fucking odd!
Mooching through my MP3s, I noticed a playlist I put together a while back. The titles are:
I think I might have been working to a theme but for the life of my I’m not sure what it was… ;D
¹Featuring the line in the chorus “I’m going to set myself on fire”
²Featuring the refrain “Let me burn you down”
I’ve been tagged by Robin to do that seven songs meme. The destructions read:
“List seven songs you’re into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring.”
Robin’s linked to YouTube renditions of most of the songs he likes which is a splendid idea and I’m doing the same as it just so happens that I can find all but one of the songs I’m currently into on their. Well, okay, all but two so I’ve dropped one (it was an 8th choice). Oh, and there’s a remix version of a song in there too but hey, you get to listen to my taste in, well, industrial noise and learn a bit more about me. As if you needed to.
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So have you seen the video for Weezer’s single “Pork and Beans?” You haven’t? Well it’s all over YouTube which is quite appropriate really seeing as how it features references (and the stars of) some of the most “famous” internet and YouTube celebs. We’re talking the Numa Numa kid, the Star Wars kid, Miss South Carolina, Afro Ninja, “All Your Base…” and loads more. 24 of them in fact. You can watch the video after the jump:
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Although I’m signed up for RSS feeds, newsletters and carrier pigeon notification of all new news regarding everything Nine Inch Nails, I need to offer thanks, praise and burnt offerings to Lyle for letting me know about the recently released, freely downloadabubble album from Trent and the boys: The Slip. This is the second time this year that NIN have given away music for nothing, the first being the 36 track instrumental collection collectively collated together under the title “Ghosts I-IV” which I bought - yes bought - because a) I like having the physical media 2) I’ve been being entertained by NIN for most of my adult life and they deserve my money iii) I’m a completist and have just about everything they’ve officially released (Halos 1 through 26 with a couple of omissions) and d) because I can.
I’ve yet to listen to either so far as I’ve been assaulting my aural canals with lashings of Jim Thirlwell in the guise of Foetus (the album being Vein, the Love remix release) and his alter-ego creator of instrumental soundtracks for films that don’t exist, Manorexia (the album in question this time being the 2002 release, The Radiolarian Ooze). I’d heard a lot of negative things about Vein but so far I’m liking it quite a bit.
I only wish that people would stop saying that NIN are doing a Radiohead! While that bunch of miserable bar stewards certainly got all the attention-grabbing headlines when they released “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” or whatever the Hello Dolly! it was called, popular beat combo, “The The”, released their (his) last album, NakedSelf, on the internet, in Moving Picture Experts Group Audio Layer 3 encoding for free after falling out with Universal/Interscope (as evidenced by his library archive here) and avant-garde Teutonic Industrialists Einstuerzende Neubauten (who else) have been releasing stuff over the internet off their own back and without a distributor for, oh, quite some time now. Admittedly, it’s mostly for those who have paid to be a subscriber but considering the nature of their music and the tools required, that’s what it takes.
Anyway, the floor is open for anyone who has listened to either Ghosts or The Slip to discuss their thoughts on it’s quality and any other random musings their deranged minds might meander upon.
I was looking at the Ministry website the other day (that’s Ministry the industrial band and not Ministry of Sound/Truth/Silly Walks) and somehow I missed the fact that after 13 years, Revolting Cocks have released a new album with the same title as this post. Not recently, mind you, but last February. As in 2006! They released a follow up remix album earlier this year.
A brief bio and explanation about Cocked and Loaded describes the new album as
A joyful return to immature delinquency, slutty sex innuendoes and stupid sophomoric diarrhea all molded together in some deliciously cheap, 110-proof Cognac flavoured lighter fluid - the sort of stuff they’d put on the top shelf of a small town liqour store along with the porn and firearms.
While I, like nearly everybody else who thought Psalm 69 was the utter canines low-swinging testicles, think that Ministry went very much off the boil, I’m quite impressed by the two new tracks on the RevCo Myspace site music plugin doodah. One is a remix and the other an actual track but they sound as visceral and frantic as they ever did. I doubt that the album suffered in anyway from having both Gibby Haynes and Jello Biafra guesting on it either.
This might make the perfect Christmas present - perhaps I’ll ask my mother-in-law to get it for me! I can already imagine her wandering into HMV and querying the staff “Excuse me, do you have any Revolting Cocks?” It’s either that Foetus’ Vein.
Foetus have finally released the remix CD of their last studio album “Love”. It’s called Vein, features remixes by Jay Wasco, Mike Patton, Tweaker and others and was released last week. It’s been in the pipeline for ages so will now have to find it’s way into my greasey, sweaty palms. I’m most delighted.
Also, the main man himself is going to be doing a live performance with his new Manorexia ensemble in the St Giles in the Field church in London on November 21st. Extremely tempted by this - especially as tickets are only 8 quid.
And finally; got an email from the Neubauten supporters group saying that they’re about to ship - or just have shipped - the Phase 3 Supporters Album. I’m pretty sure I should be due one as I got an email about it, but knowing how whacked out my mind has been, I probably forgot to sign up for it. Hell, I still haven’t reviewed the last Nine Inch Nails album!
ADDENDUM: Just read about Jim Thirlwell’s LEMUR. That’s “League of Electronic Musical Urban Robots”. I don’t think he’ll be bringing them to London later this month but there is this video of him rehearsing with them. The guy is clearly insane - a genius, but quite, quite mad.
Found a video of edited footage from one of the Warhammer 40K: Dawn of War expansions set to “I’ll Meet You In Poland Baby” by Foetus while cruising the YouTube channels. It’s rather splendid.
Unless, of course, you don’t like Foetus.
Or video games.
I haven’t really got into the whole MySpace thing. It reeks of “sellout” to me. Perhaps it’s techy/blogger snobbery but it’s a subculture that’s not quite niche enough for me to be into. On account of, you know, the world and her dog having a myspace page. I quite frankly don’t feel the need for one. MySpace is where I am, the square metre or so around my physical presence which, if invaded by uninviteds gets a punch on the nose. Unless you’re my wife, my son or particularly cute.
Should I be concerned, therefore, that I found myspaces for TheThe, Foetus, Alexander Hacke, Neubauten, Lydia Lunch, Skinny Puppy, Jarboe et al? Or should I just get with the program?