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
There are lookers and there are seers And those blinkered of the mind Some are do-ers whilst others are be-ers Finally, those who choose to be blind
Some see magic within the leafless tree Finding comfort in familiar concrete As cold and unforgiving as they may be Rainbows bloom all along the street
Some days, the sees will turn to looks The busyness of time puts on the blinkers Turning towards the turning page of books The seers become the thinkers
The wanderlust begs the wonder lost Learning is the unlearning to see Expanding knowledge comes at a cost Soon blindness becomes the reality
Inspired by writing at this post on the Spinning Visions blog and contemplating how we lose our sense of wonder as we age and become wiser, or at least, more filled with knowledge. 7th Nov 2025 – Shared with W3 – comfort – not quite to the prompt but adjacent at least.
How is it so; in youthful care with all the fucks we used to share, suddenly there’s none left to give, tired of all this time to live?
Be careful of any fucks a-spilling; That bag of fucks will need refilling The means by which the fucks are granted is the movement of energy now transplanted;
There’s no more to be created A blind eye may be demonstrated; But open arms may still receive a fuck to share and to believe
So to grow a new collection Cast your fucks in the right direction Give a last fuck without a doubt The bag feels like it’s running out
Inspired by this article by Mandy Brown about caring less as you age but still being able to be motivated by others.
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