Announced outrageous and absurd It’s the freedom of the word Away from interpersonal affairs Nobody listens, nobody cares
There you go, it’s done, you’ve said it With the minimal thought you fed it No need to worry about splitting hairs Cos nobody listens, nobody cares
‘Death to the Arabs’, ‘death to the Jews’ The meaning is difficult to confuse If there’s one thing everyone shares Nobody listens, nobody cares
Welcome through the gates of the west Those that failed the intelligence test Say what you want, no need for prayers Cos nobody listens and nobody cares
Inspired by these words I found online somewhere (but forget where): In the West, we have the freedom to say anything we want, simply because nobody listens and nobody cares.
A familiar face Staying still is sleeping – moving is falling Keep walking diligently I FREAKING HATE YOU !! ”Shaved head ghost“ Each meal, each day – leak, brother The song has to come, brother
These words are not mine but are arranged by me. These were posts translated from Thai after the politician Prawit Wongsuwan pushed a female journalist in the head after she asked him a question. The translations are poetic to me. The title is connected with a disgraced (?) police chief whose nickname is Big Joke and ‘Brother’ indicates the relationship between such elites.
When I woke that morning finding that I no longer had all the answers,
My life changed forever and I could become a friend
I will follow your hand when you say ‘look’, I will follow your eyes, to laugh in the company of a friend.
A thought after reading these lines from Mary Oliver here:
Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers. Let me keep company always with those who say “Look!” and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.
And thinking about how I was always doubtful about my friendship with George, someone who seemed to have all the answers. But then I turned it around to my young arrogant self when I thought I, too, had all the answers. Realising that I didn’t have all the answers allowed me to be able to invite the kind of friends that I wanted into my life. And I wonder if this might be why the ‘wonderful, always smiling, wise’ George, who always professed to have all the answers, actually has few friends.
Take a look around The spark here admits no fault Our strife is constant But better to be burning More than to be wrong The danger is in waiting Everything is fire! Heraclitus’ head aflame Figured out truth from reason
I wrote this while sitting in a cafe with many tourists coming and going. A scenario ran through my head that someone might come and ask me what I’m doing. How would I answer this question?
I thought the best answer might be that I was playing a game. This game involves finding words and sentences of a particular length with specific rhymes as well as adequately conveying a message for the reader. What do you win? Well, the fun is in the playing, not the prize.
The title comes from the drug dealer’s motto in The Wire. It seems everything is a game; serious or not.
O. – I’m in guitar attack mode at the moment and this is too electronic sounding to me. I like the production for this style of music but I need more dirty guitar grunge at the moment. I’m going to listen to this one again later – I think it might grab when I’m in the right mood.
Fat Dog – This is pretty cool but I don’t like it when they go into the gothy-electro-dance parts. Not for me really.
URNE – I kinda like a lot of metal of all varieties until there is vocals. I like loud music with vocals more than without but I can’t get into a lot of growl/grunting or something like URNE when they get into operatic emo style. It just ruins it. Love the music though. I don’t know what kind of vocals would work with this style of music either.
The Headhunters – I wouldn’t mind watching this live at a cool jazz venue but never gonna sit and listen to it at home.
Nubya Garcia – I understand why jazz folks would like this. Again, not something that I would listen to.
The Natural Yogurt Band – no loud guitars! Not for me!
mockART – no loud guitars! Not for me! Not today anyway. I like it when it has a more restrained Matmos feel.
Combat Astronomy – no loud guitars! But at least some gnarly bass! And a slight Thinking Plague connection helps. I don’t think that I would buy this but I will listen again. I quickly listened to their most recent album and that sounds great too.
TISM – Despite being in Australia during the TISM heyday I never heard much more than their couple of ‘hits’ which I enjoyed but never thought to check out anything else by them. Obviously talented musicians and with a great sense of humour, sadly they just make me want to listen to I Spit On Your Gravy.
Buttress O’Kneel – Awesome execution of political cut-up/mash-up and a damning indictment of the Snakes of Agression. Not something that I’ll ever listen to though.
The hunter doesn’t chase illusions Philosophy is a privilege The fundamental? The eternal? Love, death, despair, awe and dread Nietzsche is served his dinner
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