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NONCANON

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Hot Garbage live at the Cat's Cradle:
Back Again live at the Cat's Cradle:
Come Dumb King:

we have live footage from duke coffeehouse. here you'll find Love?? and Mother & Fighter .

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Music:

Member Since: 24/12/2005
Band Members: rufus, barnswallow, lefty
Influences: II. HEROIC WINTER DINNER (from the “Futurist Cookbook”, 1932)

A group of soldiers who at three o’clock on a January afternoon will have to get into a lorry to enter the line of fire at four, or go up in an aeroplane to bomb cities or counter-attack enemy flights, would seek in vain the perfect preparation for these in the grieving kiss of a mother, of a wife, of children or in re-reading passionate letters.

A dreamy walk is equally inappropriate. So is the reading of n amusing book. Instead these fighters sit down round a table where they are served a ‘DRUM ROLL OF COLONIAL FISH’ and some ‘RAW MEAT TORN BY TRUMPET BLASTS’.

“DRUM ROLL OF COLONIAL FISH”: Poached mullet marinated for twenty-four hours in a sauce of milk, rosolio liqueur, capers and red pepper. Just before serving the fish open it and stuff it with date jam interspersed with discs of banana and slices of pineapple. It will then be eaten to a continuous rolling of drums.

“RAW MEAT TORN BY TRUMPET BLASTS”: cut a perfect cube of beef. Pass an electric current through it, then marinate it for twenty-four hours in a mixture of rum, cognac and white vermouth. Remove it from the mixture and serve on a bed of red pepper, black pepper and snow. Each mouthful is to be chewed carefully for one minute, and each mouthful is divided from the next by vehement blasts on the trumpet blown by the eater himself.

When it is time for the Peralzarsi; the soldiers are served plates of ripe persimmons, pomegranates, and blood oranges. While these disappear into their mouths, some very sweet perfumes of roses, jasmine, honeysuckle and acacia flowers will be sprayed around the room, the nostalgic and decadent sweetness of which will be roughly rejected by the soldiers who rush like lightning to put their gas masks on.

The moment they are about to leave they swallow the Throat–Explosion, a solid liquid consisting of a pellet of Parmesan cheese steeped in Marsala.


Sounds Like: The Sunset watching You
Type of Label: Major

My Blog

drums? drums. drums?

hallo my friends. we have a new line-up of dv on gtr/vox/keys, lee pants on gtr, mcnew on bass, baldwin discoverer 60 "march beat" and dr. sample on drums. it actually works pretty well (not as well a...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Feb 2009 15:55:00 GMT

update: on tape

we recorded some songs onto 16 track tape in a barn this weekend. two aggro, two "majestic". we'll post up as soon as there are mixes in our hands. I found out I still can't sing but that's ok. thanks...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 11:28:00 GMT