I began a discussion with some online friends and acquaintances by asking for opinions related to art created by figures who have, for one reason or another, fallen on the wrong side of history, i.e. Richard Wagner, Louis-Ferdinand Céline, H.P. Lovecraft, T.S. Eliot, et cetera, and whether their work in light of what we know … Continue reading A Moral Quandary?
. I came to a stark and sobering realization tonight. I am such a polluted and poisonous toxic black hole of a person and so completely consumed by self-loathing and unfathomable emptiness and insecurity that I cannot help but find the cracks and minuscule flaws in everyone and everything around me and exploit them, violently … Continue reading Embrace The Noose
I spent the better part of the day today trying to run from the voices in my head, so I buried myself in clouds of medical marijuana and creative pursuits, and came out with a pretty shithouse music video for one of my favorite tracks made by the band for whom I do vocals. We're … Continue reading A Video With Music and Things
Support the Human Extermination and Decimation Project. Obey your gods. Elect your masters. Kill your neighbors, then yourself. New Digressed Mind song and music video are live NOW. Music for human filth, composed by animal excrement. FOAD. Links below. Kill your neighbors then yourself. Music Video directed by Hank The Wvrm https://youtu.be/DA4DX-JniIg Digressed Mind on … Continue reading Marcy Sings and Ryan Swings (Between Thoughts of Murder and Suicide)
Well, shit...I suppose my "plan" to get back to writing and posting here more regularly hasn't really been seen through, so far. But the thought struck me, like a Nike sneaker to the skull at a hardcore show, as to what the future of this page and my contributions therein should be. And it goes … Continue reading A “New” Direction?
"Waves crash down, unrelenting, unending. We are stone shaped by the force of its abuse; colossal mountain ranges eroded to jagged shorelines; aged cliff tops, decrepit and helpless; earthen cadavers now ripe for mining to the very core of our souls. Or so we would have you think. Magic is willpower. Willpower is magic. Self-knowledge … Continue reading “We are stone shaped by the force of its abuse;”
Title from Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show, "The Cover of 'Rolling Stone'" I want to start a one man "band" making loud, angry, destructive heavy music. This is going to be quite a process: 1.))) Dust off my guitar and start jamming. 2.))) Dust off Stacy's old keyboard, and our Grandpa's fucking bad-ass electric organ, and … Continue reading Ah, that’s beautiful… We got a lot of little teenage blue eyed groupies who do anything we say…
- There's nothing like the smell of wet cow ass in the morning. It smells like...well, like wet cow ass. - Must be a leak over my bunk when it rains heavy, because I slept in a wet spot that I am 98% sure I didn't make. Okay....82% sure. - Is it oxymoronic to despise … Continue reading Musings on a Wednesday: Randomness and Observations
“Stood in firelight, sweltering. Bloodstain on chest like map of violent new continent. Felt cleansed. Felt dark planet turn under my feet and knew what cats know that makes them scream like babies in night. Looked at sky through smoke heavy with human fat and God was not there. The cold, suffocating dark goes on … Continue reading Alan Moore, Rorschach, and the body
Whilst pursuing various "scholarly endeavors" today, I've been listening exclusively to Converge's entire discography -- including splits (no fucking demos, though) -- in chronological order. The experience is akin to masturbating furiously and then punching oneself in the dick just before climax, over and over again, with fluctuating intensity. And I mean that in a good … Continue reading There’s more than one way to pleasure the beast…