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[Sep. 15th, 2007|12:00 pm] |
to the right of the guy in red pants, you can see Jennifer looking totally un-impressed with Macronympha's antics. After they played, the first thing she said to me was "I hated that." |
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[Sep. 13th, 2007|06:54 pm] |
currently listening, over and over again, to:
Magnetic Fields - The Desperate Things You Made Me Do
haven't had a full night's sleep in a while. can't really remember. I fall asleep too late because relaxing enough to be able to rest takes everything out of me. I wake up too early because of flies and voices.
writing songs that I don't think will ever be released... personal, private collection.
intended listening for very few.
thinking of ideas and strategies for future Ferveur Noire recordings...
nothing works anymore. |
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[Jun. 19th, 2007|11:17 pm] |
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MAGAS on Chic-A-Go-Go |
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[Jan. 17th, 2007|06:21 pm] |
it's all icy in Austin, what the hell?!? Nathan and I had fun karate chopping ice off of Liz's car... he even bodyslammed it and all this ice shattered but it didn't dent... then Liz kicked it and dented it, her first try... she doesn't know her own strength. Their black cat ("Star Wars") was really happy to see me out of jail, he squeaked and meowed and laid on me, and I did the stretch trick and he stretched really good. He kept biting on my ear and making weird noises and I had to toss him down and scratch his fat. I love that cat though, Liz said she had rarely seen him that happy after not seeing someone for a while, so I guess he loves me too. He's really weird, a cat that watches TV and enjoys noise....
I went sledding this morning! Liz, Eric, Matt, and I had a late-night club where we smoked all night and listened to Ennio Morricone, Alvin Lucier, Terry Riley, Stockhausen... and watched this really neat trippy video that Eric edited and manipulated with some old-school equipment. Ate pumpkin pancakes and drank good tea with almond milk, then when the sun came up we went to a school and went down this GIANT hill. Eric felt very psychedelic thanks to chocolates, and was really excited and happy, and we kept racing and trying to sled thru the football goal posts. His first try he went ridiculously fast and cleared the entire track and almost the soccer field too. If you were there to see you would not believe that a sled could go that far, but ice is was more speedy than snow. We found out the trick is to just go for it, lean back and don't try to stop yourself (or you'll fuck yourself up really bad)... I bounced off a rock with my butt.
Thurston Moore bought a copy of my new tape from Jared, fucking WEIRD. |
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[Jun. 7th, 2006|03:33 am] |
| [ | feeling: |
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| | Bob Wills - If He's Moving In, I'm Moving Out | ] |
"If I wasn't a noisician and if I didn't get high regularly, I'd be far too morbid and relentless - and wouldn't be someone anyone would enjoy being around for too long"
-Joe Roemer
(Macronympha) |
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[Apr. 24th, 2004|01:53 pm] |
"When we hear the ancient bells growling on a Sunday morning we ask ourselves: Is it really possible! This, for a jew, crucified two thousand years ago, who said he was God's son? The proof of such a claim is lacking. Certainly the Christian religion is an antiquity projected into our times from remote prehistory; and the fact that the claim is believed - whereas one is otherwise so strict in examining pretensions - is perhaps the most ancient piece of this heritage. A god who begets children with a mortal woman; a sage who bids men work no more, have no more courts, but look for the signs of the impending end of the world; a justice that accepts the innocent as a vicarious sacrifice; someone who orders his disciples to drink his blood; prayers for miraculous interventions; sins perpetrated against a god, atoned for by a god; fear of a beyond to which death is the portal; the form of the cross as a symbol in a time that no longer knows the function and ignominy of the cross -- how ghoulishly all this touches us, as if from the tomb of a primeval past! Can one believe that such things are still believed?"
-from Nietzsche's Human, all too Human, s.405, R.J. Hollingdale transl.
"Christianity was from the beginning, essentially and fundamentally, life's nausea and disgust with life, merely concealed behind, masked by, dressed up as, faith in "another" or "better" life."
-from Nietzsche's The Birth of Tragedy, p.23, Walter Kaufmann transl.
"If the Christian dogmas of a revengeful God, universal sinfulness, election by divine grace and the danger of eternal damnation were true, it would be a sign of weak-mindedness and lack of character not to become a priest, apostle or hermit and, in fear and trembling, to work solely on one's own salvation; it would be senseless to lose sight of ones eternal advantage for the sake of temporal comfort. If we may assume that these things are at any rate believed true, then the everyday Christian cuts a miserable figure; he is a man who really cannot count to three, and who precisely on account of his spiritual imbecility does not deserve to be punished so harshly as Christianity promises to punish him."
-from Nietzsche's Human, all too Human, s.116, R.J. Hollingdale transl. |
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[Nov. 1st, 2003|12:33 am] |
| [ | feeling: |
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| | The Birthday Party. And nothing else. | ] |
dillon is recovering
dillon is a horrible singer
dillon is not happy now
dillon is a flashy 15 1/2" sable & white dog
dillon is learning to lead the west indian attack
dillon is really a village
dillon is teaching
dillon is most noted for his contributions toward the design and construction of the world
dillon is really taking a chance here
dillon is forced to decide for himself
dillon is the perfect guest
dillon is a prime example of the importance of an offensive line
dillon is a man who expects to be one step ahead
dillon is 77 miles west of denver on interstate 70
dillon is on a mission |
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