Not dead, wrimo'ing.

Just in case anyone wondered...

I'll update someday when "word count" is not my every second though and my brainmeats aren't mired some where in Georgian England.

stolen form jennibot...

A. The Aye-Aye from the jungles of Madagascar:



B. The Dumbo Octopus from the Benthic Zone:



C. A tiny two-headed turtle from your hormone polluted neighborhood stream:



D. The Long-Eared Jerboa from China/Mongolia:

I have a favorite drummer in La Bomba Del Tiempo
shaking in the Amazon of a thousand sudden Swedish girls
voices singing against the bathroom walls
like someone somewhere milking a cow
the troll princess in John Bauer fairytales

I can't help the unconscious power my bared shoulders wield
over hapless cab drivers and hairy drunk Argentines
ever since that pilgrimage to Jesus Land

Freshly squeezed orange juice everywhere, always
A buck twenty five U.S.

today's class topic was penile enhancement spam
an international phenomenon apparently

all I wanted was a pancho but
he wouldn't give it to me
because he was hiding and I was short on change anyway
damn yoooo fate

every time i hear a Jason Mraz song
I wanna hug Justin Timberlake

As you all know, my birthday and Xmas are approaching, so I thought I'd do you the favor of linking you to my Amazon Wish List...
http://amzn.com/w/2DIDXM5U3X91O

Regen Mag interview EGC's Eric Gottesman here about the band's lifelong passion for hats made out of bees.




Everything Goes Cold:
http://www.everythinggoescold.com

Bit Riot Records:
http://www.bitriotrecords.com


(incidentally, that's a photo from a shoot we did with psychomorbidity, edited by danny of deconbrio, with whom we are playing at the DNA on friday.)

I didn't shake, or sweat, or vomit on anyone! Success!

Now I'm sitting on our terrace watching yet another storm ravage the city, listening to the gentle snoring of my roommates and preparing for another night of mad dancing at La Bomba Del Tiempo.

Are you into Tea-Bagging? From his Craigslist post, I'd thought I'd post this on behalf of my friend latweaka

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Label: fatureNet recordings ( http://www.fature.net )
Cat#: FNet005
Artist: Various
Title: Pick n Mix Vol.1 (By Sevish)
Genre: electronic
Sytles: breakbeat, dnb, idm
Licence: Creative Commons CC-BY-NC-ND 3.0 ( http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/)

Here's the latest of a streak of fine releases from our label faturenet recordings. It was compiled by me, Sevish, and normalised by Fature.
You should bow to the artists included, as their work represents the type of great music that we attract – and is selected for it's energy, sense of fun and for generally being sick.
Enjoy!

Download here

A pic by John Warner...



and a couple by elevatordown...

Artist | Title | Year : Solvent | Demonstration Tape | 1997-2007
Genre : electro, synthpop, idm
Bitrate | Size : CBR 320 | 293 mb


( tracklist + links )

To the sad, boorish loser that reported my picture of fake plastic nun boobs to Photobucket's inappropriate content police:





Get the hell over it already. What are you, 12? :) :) :)

First iPhone worm discovered

Apple iPhone owners in Australia have reported that their smartphones have been infected by a worm that has changed their wallpaper to an image of 1980s pop crooner Rick Astley. Once in place, the worm appears to attempt to find other iPhones on the mobile phone network that are similarly vulnerable, and installs itself again

On each installation, the worm - written by a hacker calling themselves "ikex" - changes the lock background wallpaper to an image of Rick Astley with the message: "ikee is never going to give you up".

So I, who am rarely sick, have now been sick for two weeks solid. On top of this, I somehow injured my eye last night. Guess who starts work tomorrow, teaching a class of 4 professional women, looking like a zombie victim of The Rage? If you guessed Lionel Richie, you're fired.

I am using all manner of artifice: antihistimanes, eye drops, makeup - whatever it takes to appear The Picture Of Health tomorrow.

It would probably contribute greatly to my health if I didn't have to listen to Avril Lavigne or Taylor Swift or whoever the fart this is while trying to eat my canelones verduras.

Artist: Viya
Title: Greetings From The Land of Toys!
#ca329
Date: 2009-11-08
Keywords: folk; fusion; experimental; rock; other
(320 kbps)

Viya, the live performance band which frequently takes to the stage in clubs across Taksim / Istanbul and a lot of festivals in Turkey. Viya means 'body surfing' in the Laz language. Formed in june 2008 with Zeynep Türkmen on Violin; Özgür Çakır on Guitar and Sound effects; Barış Demirel on Bass Guitars, melodicas, vocals; Aydın Türkoğlu on Drums. The group is best known for its keenness for improvisation and utilizations with folk, jazz, rock sounds.
Contact:
http://wwww.myspace.com/viyaband

DL:
http://www.archive.org/details/ca329_v
http://www.clinicalarchives.spyw.com

Я Вас приветствую! 

Позвольте представить на Ваш суд, мой новый альбом, под названием "Best Of Angelo 2008". Электронная инструментальная Космическая музыка. Узнаваемая стиллистика от мэтров европейской и азиатской электронной школы. Послушать альбом в ОЧЕНЬ приличном качестве - Вы можете вот тут: http://angelotaylor.livejournal.com/
Там же можно оставить и комментарий. Много нежности ласки и любви в музыке. Космическая любовь, Космический холод и.... В общем - судите сами!!!!!!!

С любовью к Вам, Angelo Taylor Indigo 

I am eating a 'typical' Cuban salad with corn, lentils, tomatoes, rice, carrots, chicken, hearts of palm, lettuce, celery and eggs. Oh yeah, and pineapple.

Speaking of fruits, I went to the pride parade today. I didn't stay long because I'm still sick but I did stay long enough to measure up the BsAs pride to the SF pride and lo! They do quite well for themselves here! There was even a large man in tiny silver shorts doing Erasure covers in broken English!

This person had butt implants.

I heard about them from my Brazilian friends (apparently they're really popular in Brazil, because Brazil is populated by 'Butt Men') but for some reason I relegated them in my mind only to women. Butt implants on a really skinny man = so obvious, like breast implants on a really skinny woman. It just doesn't come out right and ends up looking like two cups under the skin. I tried to gather evidence but(t), perhaps sensing my intent, she only wanted frontal photos done.

This person had class.


The highlight, however, was explaining the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence to Linda...and then running into them. :)



whoopsie! Photobucket has said "NAY" to my picture of obviously plastic boobs. I guess a bitchy busybody reported me? Or are there photobucket police? I swear I've posted worse than fake boobs!

Irish Kevin is out of town for the week and although I still have Linda, life is just not as irreverent without him. I miss his romantic texts, such as "Bitch, what we doing for food?" and "I did an involuntary fart in the p city line and I'm not embarrassed".

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Artist | Title | Year : Mint | Cardboard Rocketships | 2009
Genre : idm
Bitrate | Size : ABR (256-320) | 112 mb


( tracklist + links )

Sometimes living in a hostel with young drunk guys is funny.

Sometimes, not so much.

Sometimes I'm just not in the mood to be force-fed the meaningful and grandfatherly wisdom of drunk 23 year olds.

. . . .

In other news, tomorrow is the Buenos Aires gay pride parade! I have no idea what this means except yay gays!!! Finally I can look at cute boys without having to commit to sex with them immediately! Maybe I can even make some friends to go clubbing with in a non-threatening/annoying atmosphere!!! Plus ARGENTINE DRAG QUEENS! The mind boggles!

here the deal. a good friend of mine's band, sled, is playing at:
Mountain Charlies
15 N. Santa Cruz Ave
Los Gatos, CA, 95030

it's free and they are shooting a video for the band. this is a chance for you to come out with your halloween costumes or what ever costume you want.... or you can just dress up for it.

the band is really fucking good too. right on that edge of deathrock and modern rock :)

I now have 31 and possibly 32 hours of work per week which is more than I've had for over a year.

I may go insane. Stay tuned!

Reposting for Becca/vomiit...

hey people, i'm looking for a roommate :D i found an amazing 2 bedroom 2 bath apartment on the beachfront of alameda for 800 each a month. i just need a roommate.

Laura wants us all to go get Ramen tonight.

So djron1n mentioned on Facebook that he and Batkat were going to be spinning at Retox Lounge tonight at the last minute, and I was already going to be in San Francisco tonight with all my gear since I'm performing at a private event at 5:30, so I thought, hey, why not. So I'm playing tonight. Free show! It'll just be me and couple of guitars playing whatever I feel like, and some DJs playing whatever they feel like. I've been told to expect both Queen and Queensryche, and ample hair metal in spite of my lack of hair. Good times! As for my set, I'm also going to play whatever I feel like. Expect some covers because I've been in a cover-y mood lately.

Friday, November 6th (tonight!)
Retox Lounge
628 20th St.
San Francisco, CA 94107
No cover charge - 21+
DJs start around 9, I'll play around 10:30

Friday, November 6th, Strangelove pays tribute to NINE INCH NAILS. In the back room, DJs Tomas Diablo (Villainy), Joe Radio (Death Guild), and Orko (Dancing Ghosts) play the best of Nine Inch Nails and like-minded industrial, electro, and goth. In the front room, DJs Unit 77 (Attack Haus) and Prince Charming (Apocalypso) spin dark 80s and new wave.

We will be giving away tickets to see NITZER EBB at SLIM’S on Wednesday, November 18th.

http://www.slims-sf.com/slims-bin/showcal?date=2009-11-18




20 years ago, Trent Reznor took advantage of his position as a handyman and janitor at a music studio to record and develop his own music. He played most of the instruments himself, and sequenced it all on a Macintosh Plus. The end result was ‘Pretty Hate Machine’, the album that introduced emotion and catchy riffs to industrial music, and introduced industrial music to a whole new audience. Reznor would go on to become THE voice of the 90s, noisily aggressive and coldly detached, and tortured by betrayal and self-obsession. His influence can be heard in virtually every electro-industrial act that came after him.

In April of 2009, Trent Reznor announced that he was retiring Nine Inch Nails, possibly for good. But we can’t expect him to stay quiet for too long. He has recently released a series of video “jam-sessions” with Bauhaus frontman Peter Murphy, covering influential tracks like Joy Division’s ‘Atmosphere’, the Normal’s ‘Warm Leatherette’, and Lou Reed’s ‘Nightclubbing’. And Gary Numan has announced that he will be working on new music with Trent Reznor next year. NIN is dead – long live Trent Reznor and his incredible music and passion.

Strangelove is every first Friday at the CAT CLUB (Folsom and 8th). With different themes and guests every month, there’s always something new and interesting at Strangelove.

Drink Special: the Perfect Drug

Details below...



STRANGELOVE: tribute to NINE INCH NAILS
Dark Electro - Industrial - New Wave - Goth
Friday, November 6th
with DJs TOMAS DIABLO (Villainy)
JOE RADIO (Death Guild)
UNIT 77 (Attack Haus)
PRINCE CHARMING (Apocalypso)
and ORKO (Dancing Ghosts)

at THE CAT CLUB (Folsom and 8th)
21+. 9PM-3AM . $6. Free before 10
http://www.strangelovesf.com

Artist | Title | Year : Belle and Sebastian | Tigermilk | 1996
Genre : britpop, indie, indie pop
Bitrate | Size : VBR 1 | 77 mb


( tracklist + links )

A few days ago I had an interview in Belgrano, thus accidentally discovering Argentina's china town. I even stopped to have some Chinese food. Unfortunately, the (Bolivian?) waiters were shameless assholes and I left the eatery without tipping and thoroughly angry.

However, as it happens sometimes in my life when I'm really upset or angry, a stray cat waylaid me on the way out of hellarude Chineseville and made my day 10x better with his affection and purring:



There's a stray cat that 'lives' in the supermarket around the corner from my hostel. I don't actually know how stray she is, but the guy that runs the store said she's not allowed in the store during the day because customers get grossed out by her proximity to the produce. Jerks. Her name is Patricia and I first met her when I heard her howling in an adjacent aisle while buying beer. I thought there was a cat being killed. But no, it was just Patricia and her horrible meow trying to glean some affection from an indifferent shopper. I was in love immediately with her Hitler/Chaplain moustache and huge eyes:



Whenever I've had hard times in my life and lost all faith in humans and human social contact, a cat (or in the case of my babes back home, 3 cats) comes along and restores my will to live. Seriously. I owe my life to cats. I'm sure to cat-haters that sounds like pure madness, but I don't expect dog people to understand.

Cat people, you get me. That's all that matters.

I've been meaning to write about the experience of Argentine taxi passengerness for a while. In my experience, there are three kinds of cab drivers here (and possibly anywhere, except SF where you can get a green cab and talk to Vera, who is awesome):

1. The dude that hits on you. This guy is usually young and tries to initiate conversation right away. He'd like to know your age, how long you're staying in Buenos Aires, and why your boyfriend (?) would let (?) someone as pretty as you ride in a cab by herself (hel-LO pseudo scary rapist dickhole! Note to dudez: That is not a good pickup line!). He might even try to give you a foot massage, as my friend Linda experienced. Sometimes he'll skip all niceties and directly hound you for sexo. My advice: Wear a worn-out hoodie over your sexy top/outfit, speak sparsely and with evident disinterest, sneer openly like an Italiana, and if you must, get out of the cab earlier than your destination and find another. Remember, these dudes are driving. They could drive you anywhere. Oh yeah, and don't tip - or tip minimally, little enough so that they know their behavior is not okay.

2. The dude that takes the longest route evAr. This guy is usually older, will talk to you right away (to determine whether you are native to the area) and then take you on a frenzied joyride around town instead of driving you directly and efficiently to your destination. You can spot these guys straightaway into your journey because they try to take tiny, crowded streets instead of main thoroughfares and they talk to you but don't hit on you. My advice: Don't tip them. They know what they're doing. Also, if you can manage the language, mention that the trip usually costs a lot less. Let them know that you know they are assholes.

3. The dude that is awesome. This guy is usually older and/or very conservative, and drives like a complete maniac. Not only does he get you there quickly, he cuts everyone else off and takes all of the main streets, creating a roller-coaster ride rivaled only by Great America's most hardcore rides. He doesn't talk to you because he knows you aren't there for chat. He has the air conditioner on and is usually smoking and listening to 80's music. My advice: Tip this guy well. This guy knows his shit and is a gem amongst turds in the taxi driving stratosphere. Get his card if you can and call him when you need guaranteed service, like a ride to the airport, etc.

Sometimes if you go to an Argentine eatery more than once and they recognize you (cuz you hella gringa and nerd out in their corner witchyo laptop) you suddenly find yourself with strange freebees, like a tiny cup of freshly squeezed orange juice, or cheese crackers and dip, or swirly tube-shaped chocolate cookies.

Today I acquired 6 hours of teaching time/week. I have three more interviews coming up in the immediate future so hopefully this is a mere snowball in the avalanche to come. Maybe someday I'll even be able to quit my job as a scullery maid in a shithole hostel in a developing country!

Anyway I am now filled with the fruity deliciousness of optimism, hope for the future and some pocket money to spend on frequent weekend trips to the south coast.