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Darling Freakhead

I am the Morrisey of Math Rock!!!

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. I promise I won't talk behind your back but I'm on an anti Musical ignorance campaign so if you're mean to me I will then know that you are unhappy (bad english and I did it just out of spite for strict education) Can I cuss on my space? So yeah, I'm the number 1 wanker, the "chosen one" as they say, I want to be a nice plant, so you can download ALL my music for free on my website if you so desire at darlingfreakhead.com I'm gonna say goodbye to good songs and I'm sick of great melodies and my friend DJ Fagdad said I am the Morrisey of prog but I also record other stuff too. I'd like a world without judgement please, so make a witchy harp sound and don't be a bath hole (yes I know, you told me, I'm judging) My heart is technical. I am a man with feelings. I need band members and a wonderfully sweet artist girlfriend who likes flowers and practicing music all the time. :) ps: after about a year on this, it is safe to say that, well, I am a bad myspace friend. I am however constantly thinking about you.

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Member Since: 6/7/2006
Band Website: darlingfreakhead.com
Band Members: Cops should bust only thieves and violent offenders, everything else should be legal - Darling Freakhead
Influences: Messiaen, Gyorgy Ligeti, inhumanity, smiths, MBV, radiohead, TMBG, slowdive, Dolphy, christian death, joy division, crass, rudimentary peni, crash worship, brian eno, kyle gann, butthole surfers, ella fitzgerald, discharge, aphex twin, what does it matter, why did I do this, what does it mean? but hey, drop me a line if you love the smiths and crass and christian death as much as I do. Frank Zappa is my Uncles wifes Father's brother.
Sounds Like: Mr. Bungle and The Cure (this is what I've been told) ergck! (vomit) I'm so SICK of living. ;)? sometimes for the sake of intigrating and arrangement one must have to do things for a seemingless apparent reason and yet no likeliness can even begin to take hold why it should be understood. Through design in certain cultured medium there have been changes. Certain changes that need no explanation, for in it's obvious obliterate it works for the direction yet not intirely for it. Which words need to be spoken in these particular matters. I say none! For the purpose here is arcitechtual, not thought of spelling or where one's education had gone aray. True! thought and meaning are of no use upon this landing, this desert where only dead bushes make a language. Yes, fill the air miraculously! And with woe I deshelve my body through the air. (Oh jeez, did I just say woe, ug) And hitherto will I continue through a blossom, a consistant growing of compartments that hold nothing. Such as the horrible movie about a boy I shall methodically schedule sentences in order to slowly use and fill. The void which must drawn upon, scribbled and scratched into with cruel and unpassionate abandon. My apocolypse inscribed for another two lines or so in order to alocate symetrical beauty. Things are an organizational fit of despair and possible misspelling. Do I enjoy the painstaking mumbo jumbo for which it can be said could give me even more of a permanance. Fuck, Idon't know how to spell and yet who is the master in this areana? The house or the inhabitor. Man or God? Science, reptiles, it's all worthless in the goal of this dark night, this stream of bullshit that I consciouly am aware of it's wanting. It's focus. Neither of dark nor light, God, science or time for that matter, and what of the correct use or formation of letters. So what. No, my dear weirdos who are still reading this, no, this is about the love of uniformity, at least to it's reasonable degree or therein that to have I have awaken. The pendulum swings back and forth, not to cut yet to build. With wanton lust it has grown to reach the certain point where all can finally breathe, as if on the beaches of a landfill, it smells and yet there is no more it can reach, to it's destination there arrives an exposition of determination and retreat. In other words I wanted to fill up space so it's kinda equal to the other side of the screen, it looks better I think :) here, check it out, watch this... reuiocmfdskjlfscdfjmsdkjmlssdsfuiorrcuosifdfuiosdmfcsdufmcsd ofiusdmfcosduifcmoiuwemrcwoeiruwimusthavewhightnoiseinordert orelaxsoicangotobedemrcweoicwuemrcwoeriuwemrcweoriuwermcwoei rucmierugretngvytnretieurytnvreituvyerntvierutyvnerituyernvi reutyvinrtueyrnvieruytnerrwioeunrcoeuiwemxoweifxmfsfhmcocier hgceruioyrgnceuigcyhernioufhxcsiofuyhfncoifuhcmnruiofsiliket okeepeverythingniceandorganizedhgfncdfigumdfcidvmdivndfivnoi vfvmbcdsiofvdbsmfvioscbvmihmdscvcmdsfiovdbsmfiovscmbvioscbvm csdivbmscdiovmdbscfiovsmdbfiovcsmbvidfmdsiovmdsfiovmdbsfiovs dbfmviodsubvdoftgfhgnrfthnoiftjlfthjfltnhftkiuhlbfktulfthuft luhfltkhufdtlutlndbtkyundltkyutldnykudbtnlydktuylndktihavaea hardtimesleepingwithothersiwakeuptothesoundofmyownbreathingu yldnyudltyutldnyudbtnyldkyunldbykudbtnlkyudbnylkdbutynkldbtu yndltyutldnykudbnyldbktuytldykudlnykudbtlnkybdykbuldnykudntl kudtlykudtlnyudtludntlyudbntlkuntlkyudnklydutnylkdbutyunbkis llepwellwithafanrunningtldyudntlkyudbnlkydbutnyklbdutnylkdun yldbkutnldbktyunktldyudnykludntklutnyldktyunklyudnktlyudntlk ybudnykldbutnykldtyunbktldyundtlykudtnykldutynldktyundktlyul nktyudbnlkyudbntlykdunylkuynldkbtyundlktyudnklyudntlkyudbntl ykudtnlykdurlsumrtocmspioemrpmsieprcoimerpioesmrpcioesrmcspm irspe
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My Blog

I went to Europe, I’m so fucking cool now.

Actually, it was very much fun. I went EVERYWHERE. I always get weird feelings when people talk about their travels so now I feel weird for talking about mine. grrrrrrrrr I am troubled but fuck it...
Posted by Darling Freakhead on Fri, 16 May 2008 01:10:00 PST

Hey! its my new "single"

yes I've been making recordings again but I've realized I'm not into stress and I like to just kinda kick back and walk around the lake at 2am so I just record one or two at a time. Anyways, I'm goin...
Posted by Darling Freakhead on Thu, 15 May 2008 02:15:00 PST