Music:
Member Since: 2/20/2006
Band Members: Joseph Louseph - Son of Rodan
Alej Khmer - One-time juror
Influences: Gravity and Electromagnetism.
Laziness and Shitcore.
Really awesome shit, executed poorly.
My instruments. You can write fsin($xn) all day long without touching the beauty of a kids toy from the 90's.
Sounds Like: Things that exist dictate the nature of the place that these abstractions protrude from the spacetime ether each by itself warping chaotically and discordantly a structured order creating an interplay between fascism and anarchy the ultimate and primogenial struggle that itself will only be resolved with the eschaton so that all structures are only temporary battles of a continuously dualistic nature anti-nature bastardized smooth and jagged knotting of energy.
In waves tiny and cyclopean their modulation and perversions are expressions of the creative and chaotic tendencies counterbalanced by either destructive or organizing predispositions so that modification is a mime of the discordant or harmonious archetypes of perceived reality and this is also the basis of music which we should grind to the energetic side effects exhibited by violence and aggression and synthesis of ideas into a cohesive expression of alteration and change and chaos and discord and confusion and bureaucracy and aftermath or even hegelian thesis-antithesis-synthesis repetition.
To advance together we must stretch out so much that there will be immense pain in the joints that hold the bonds. This is violence, depression, anger, aggression, noise. Work for war, not love. Or work to break the feedback loop so that nothing new results until it can be replicated on a smaller scale. Love forces individual culture to intersect with communal culture and screen everything with a membrane. Touch here for desired effect, until stagnation results. Like a dead child in a dumpster.
Fuck that bullshit burn it for fun! Taste away my ants are not nearly the same. If the time comes when three firemen bring food away, you're not old enough. Boring bumps in the soft soil nails the carp to the right one. Finally messengers will middle school to understand how. Remember for corpses of half read true options. High for mom, nobody fakes again? Who would stand, gasses do burn tiny conquests.
Record Label: Muffinfaction
Type of Label: Major
