Ex:
STACK, PRONE, Notorious Love Affair, Mars, Constant Spring, Massdisorder and Dorian - and some more of those rotten & forgotten projects. You might not care.
Currently at the low strings of a band called
Black Shape of Nexus. And that's a fun time!
Plus I'm workin' on the performance project CORPSE PROSE featuring some of my poems and drone soundscapes build up by B.SON's guitarist Ralf.
B.SON live in Frankfurt/Main, 10. 2. 2007
In this way, we are imprisoned in the world. “This is mine.†“That belongs to me.†We don’t know what we really are or what we’re doing. Actually all we are doing is accumulating suffering for ourselves. It’s not something far away that causes our suffering, but we don’t look at ourselves. However much happiness and comfort we may have, having been born we cannot avoid aging, we must fall ill, and we must die. This is suffering itself, here and now.Once you understand non-self, then the burden of life is gone. You'll be at peace with the world. When we see beyond self, we no longer cling to happiness and we can truly be happy. Learn to let go without struggle, simply let go, to be just as you are - no holding on, no attachment, free.HARDCORE IS DEAD !!! Fuck the pedigree. Forget the history. Here’s to new beginnings, you fucks!... because hardcore (the genre) has already been unduly lionized. It was a largely retarded reduction of punk rock that dumbed-it-down enough for the jocks and Kiss fans to get involved.
There were a few brilliant bands associated temporally with the hardcore scene: Negative Approach, Minutemen, Minor Threat, Die Kreuzen, Bad Brains, Flipper. Eh, okay, the Dead Kennedys.
Hardcore as a movement was for jocks, wannabes and retards, and accomplished almost nothing of merit.
The great bands of the 1980s were uncategorizable, and they were generally hated by the hidebound hardcore scene. Having a bunch of nostalgic lunkheads tell me how great hardcore was isn't going to change my feelings about that. Hardcore was profoundly conservative and appealed to the dumbest elements of the music scene.
Fucking skateboards. Spare me.Denis Leary
