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My posts on Deathtalk because I love that label so much:
Ah, definitely a Doomriders week.
Now Playing: Jealous God
-J.

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> Awesome, thanks.
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> -J.
No, no, the thanks goes to you and Deathwish, Inc. for continuing to put out music with heart behind it.
For eight years now, you guys have pushed what it means to be a label, giving fans unique opportunities to experience some of the best extreme, and otherwise, aural statements around, helping to keep the communities alive and positive.
I don't need to make another thread about how fantastic this endeavor has been and continues to be, but believe me it wouldn't be overkill as you collectively deserve nothing but praise.
The musical world gets stale quite easily and it is up to purist of artists to forge new directions, complete exciting hybrids, and unite people in their unending strive for purpose and togetherness...but how those experiments reach people is up to the keen ears of true art lovers who wish to share the passion of said artists. At this, Deathwish is rather remarkable.
Hell, the recent signing of the incredible Starkweather shows not only your taste as a label (aforementioned "keen ears"), but the respect you gather from the artists around you.
Each and every year, at least one album put out on this here hits home quite hard, reminds me why I adore music as much as I do and, again, for that the thanks goes to you all.
We all need to start somewhere as you, Jake, said so well, and for those of us who weren't around for the beginnings of this punk and hardcore movement, it is labels like this one who continuously make the community worth its while.
A bukkake of gratitude and appreciation all over your wonderful faces, Deathwish; and the best of luck in all future endeavors.
With love,
another loyal and grateful fan
Saw Converge for what I believe was my fourteenth time tonight in New Hampshire. Great show and boy is the new album going to slay.
Over the past few days I've been acquainted with a lovely variety of aural obnoxious maximus displeasures.
- On Tuesday, a car alarm went off every fifteen minutes from the hours of 9 pm until 7 am.
- A neighbor played an acoustic cover of "Take On Me," which reverberated between three building buildings, for two hours (I believe he was trying to record it)
- A scooter that drenches itself in a mechanical crunchy and quite clunky hum buzzing through the streets at any given time of day
- Myself incessantly tapping out of exhaustion
I've long felt that upgrading every other software iteration keeps me both fiscally in check and current enough. Of course I try out new software, but I don't feel the itch to be on the bleeding edge 24/7. Never have.
- My car is still a mess, accelerating by itself whenever it feels like it
- My desire to get back into school is as high as ever
- Franz Wright still amazes me
- I'm going to see Pig Destroyer on a boat
- New Converge is going to destroy faces
- Halloween 2 had so much potential but is, indeed, a letdown
- ...but it meant I got to hang out with Jeff whom I missed dearly
- Cafénation is my favorite café at the moment
- Still excited for new Thrice, Rise & Fall, Doomriders, Porcupine Tree, Dying Fetus, Trap Them, and hopefully Deftones
- Writing is going well for I've been miserable for a few weeks and having terrible nightmares that I only vaguely remember
- I found my camera charger
- I'm damn broke and really need to get motivated to do some personal marketing
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Help me figure this one out: Why are men such douche-drizzling assholes?
— Wish I Ate Pussy Instead
The only reason you think men are assholes—douche-drizzlers at that—is because you fuck men, WIAPI, and so it's men who have hurt your feelings and fucked you over. If you ate pussy, you'd be fucking women and women would be stomping on your heart and you'd quickly come to hate women. And if you were a straight man, you'd be complaining about women; and if you were a fag, you'd be complaining about men; and if you were bisexual, you'd be complaining about everyone and everything.
So try to have some perspective and cut men some slack and hang in there, okay? They drizzle douche, for sure. But so do you—so do we all.
There are still a few releases that I'm really looking forward to, but here are my favorites for just over the first half of 2009.
- Cattle Decapitation - "The Harvest Floor"
- Thursday - "Common Existence"
- Cobalt - "Gin"
- Isis - "Wavering Radient"
- Sunn O))) - "Monoliths & Dimensions
- Grizzly Bear - "Veckatimest"
- Mastodon - "Crack the Skye"
- Napalm Death - "Time Waits for No Slave"
- Zu - "Carboniferous"
- Wolves in the Throne Room - "Black Cascade"
When you said you loved me, did you really love me or did the words just spill out like drool on my pillow. ‘Cause I was naked when you said those words, but I felt covered in your whispered worship. And as you passed out fast on my shoulder, I imagined a child waiting so sad and still for his mom to arrive. Did she leave you an orphan, in that big, brown leather chair? Said, “ Don’t you move a muscle, kid, I’ll be back in twenty years,” You were scared, you were lonely, but you must’ve been aware; life is a series of calluses, this is just another layer. So, build’em up, tough it out, yeah, that’s your skin – don’t let anyone under there.
When you said you needed me, did you really need me or was it just someone – oh, you’d take anything. Am I first on that list of yours, or am I second, or third? So, who’s that ahead of me, some harlot from Pittsburgh? Or Detroit, Santa Fe, or San Diego? I know you’re so alone, but how much affection does one guy really need?
Did you date a lot in high school? Were you always chasing girls? Couldn’t you find some young valentine to steal your heart for good? Were you content, or contemptible? Are your memories pleasant, or is it a string of endless flings of bitter resentment. Seems that what you want and what you need doesn’t mean a thing, we’re just here for the taking.
When you said you’d hurt me, did you think you hurt me? Are you really that cocky? Yeah, what a heartbreaker! Well, I’ve got my armor – yeah, I’ve been through some battles before – and I met your old girlfriend, she said, “Baby, don’t bother.” She told me you told her you’d hurt her….funny, how familiar. So, how much of this relationship was rehearsed?
Did you act out as a child? Were you always crying wolf? Attention-starved, you tried too hard just to get someone to look. Now you’re the wolf in second-hand clothing; I’m the sheep in a pleated skirt. It’s an awkward form of payback, but if it works for you – it works. It’s that I recognize your off-white lies, still, I lie beside you – and that’s what really hurts.
When you said you’d leave me…well, why haven’t you left me? What are we still doing here, so desperate for company? There’s a greyhound on Jackson Street, there’s an airport in Council Bluffs…hell, there’s a car in the driveway – fifty ways to get lost.
But as I hold you and listen to you sleeping, I’m starting to wonder if I really believe that you’ll ever really leave. Would you leave me an orphan, in that big, brown leather chair? The one you’ve lugged around from town to town for all these years. It’s the trophy of your childhood, like a shark’s tooth or gator skin boots – but this one holds you prisoner – it holds me prisoner too. What we need to set us free is to let go of each other – let go of everything.
When I said I loved you, it was because I loved you. When I said I needed you, well, I really need you. Yeah, I guess you hurt me, for once you’re a man of your word. Well, guess what – I’m leaving – I can’t be your prisoner.
I won’t.
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Thank you Tim Kasher for always putting bluntly what I can only hide in metaphor.

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