Monday, 13 July 2009

Heroin Home








Cold, Damp, Scary. Life for some people...

Martin Sure

Saturday, 11 July 2009

Arguments for having multiple lovers

1. You realise quite quickly which one is your favourite
2. The possibilities to explore are infinite
3. You are always in control
4. Emotions are kept at the sidelines, where they belong
5. Life is too short and lots of sex is too good

Friday, 10 July 2009

This Is Like A Slap In The Face / This Is Like An Amputation


I bought Big Black's first EP 'Lungs' on vinyl for $6 in Reckless Records, Chicago. It's been really expensive everywhere else I've looked for it.


Reckless Records is a very cool record shop that originally commenced life in London but now only remains open abroad. I also bought R.E.M's 'Green' album for 49 cents. I'm only a fan of R.E.M's early work. They got really annoying after 1994.


'Lungs' begins with industrial drum beats and a creepy riff. On first listen, it sounds like it's going to be comparable to Suicide. However it is when Albini starts singing that you know you are firmly listening to a pure punk record. The first track 'Steelworker' has the amazing lyrics, 'I'm a steelworker, I kill what I eat/See, I'm, I'm a bricklayer, I kill what I eat/See, I'm a, I'm a murderer, I kill what I eat' which conveys the overriding theme of this EP: social disdain and there is a lot of it on here.


Probably, my favourite song on the EP is next - 'Live In A Hole'. A simple, raw staccato riff and painful vocals depict Albini's claustrophobia: 'Live in a room/An empty room/Four walls/White walls/I live in a hole.' Written whilst he was in student dorms, anyone who has lived in squalor accommodation or in Bethnal Green can totally sympathise with this confined space rage. This tune also comes with added saxophone. Anyone who can get away with that on a punk record deserves their God-like status.


'Dead Billy' starts off sounding like a cheap 1980s hip hop record sung by Trent Reznor. I love it. As I get lost in the moment I then realise that this song is in fact about Vietnam. 'Hey little girl in U.S. dress/Come and give daddy kiss/To Dead Billy, U.S. soldier in green/Little lady, napalm butt'. If this song was played to everyone in the world, then upcoming and current dictators would definitely think twice about war as this song would put the fear of God in them as it did in me.

Turning over to Side B and 'I Can Be Killed' is probably the most poppiest sounding song on the album but the lyrics remain dark and confrontational throughout: 'The only way/To keep me quiet/I can be killed'.

'The Crack' follows which is the most well-known song from this EP. The lyrics are bittersweet and extremely moving. What begins as 'I have never been so happy in my whole life/I've been denied this so long, I'm sure it's right' turns to 'I've never been so broken/I've never hurt so much'. Sometimes raw and direct lyrics are just what you need to hear when you feel the same.

The short EP (it IS a punk record after all and I always say that true punk records are less than 30 minutes long) ends on Rip which continues with the theme of war and in this case, those who are ignorant of it: 'He hasn't the sense to know we're fighting'. Like all great musicians, Albini gets his point across with minimum effort and maximum intelligence. His acute social and political commentaries helped to define Big Black as such a seminal punk band.

To those who love this band, I salute you. And to those who feel the urge to explore them, I commend you.

DS





Tuesday, 7 July 2009

RIECHMANN

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I have waited 4 years to listen to this album, and I have finally got my hands on a copy, and I am certain that it was worth this wait. From the opening notes, this album drew me into it and transfixed me from start to finish. Swathes of floating synths shimmer and fizz over the top of light blinking sequences, and melodies conjuring images of futuristic cities and lakes illuminated in moonlight. This is what Kraftwerk would sound like if they were more ambient.
It is, already only after one listen, one of the the best albums I have ever heard.
This album is ridiculously scarce, a relic from Germany 1978, and the only album Riechmann ever produced as he was shot dead only 4 days after the release.

If you ever find it online, or on vinyl, listen to it. And you will know why this album is great.

MFM//

Saturday, 4 July 2009

Today I fell in Love.

I looked up and caught his eyes, blue and electric I felt a jolt of heat run from my stomach to my face, then he smiled and said 'hello' cautiously as if he wasn't sure I would respond but kept his eyes fixed on mine eager for my response.

I know the people he hangs around with and they make my skin crawl, Normally I would ignore him and vaguely smile in his direction, but this time I stupidly caught his eyes. Withought missing a heartbeat I automatically replied 'Hey you alright.' Then realising what I had done I quickly carried on with what I was doing.

He is the type of guy that girls fuss around, hurting and bitching each other to look better in his eyes, clawing for his attention, he has a constant set of groupies all of them vying for his attention, he isn't talented in anyway but gifted with beauty. I had made a point of avoiding him in a polite vagueness; but my aloof behaviour must have hurt his male ego and that is why he approched with caution. I know he felt what I had because for the rest of the day I kept catching him looking at me.

I am just incredibly happy I felt that electricity again since breaking up with my ex two years ago, everyone since then had been intwining for the sake of appearence.

Corny? Yes.
but I can not wait for tommorow.
x


Tuesday, 30 June 2009

What I do to you


I am the biggest prick you ever tasted
I am the biggest dick you ever hated
Staccato injections of my semen
You bleed all over my cock everytime
But there are no traces left of your hymen

I like my pleasure with a lot of pain
Suck my bruise
Lick my scars
The only way I feel like a woman is when you bite and suck and penetrate
Deep and
Hard.
I look into your eyes
And everytime my mind feels nothing

I like this feeling.
This feeling of raw raped sex
I will discard you not even by morning but as soon as I have climaxed.
I will turn on my side
And then I am done with you

You have never mistreated me
But I ache to do this to you.
To make you feel used and small and useless
To make you wonder whether I want you
Whether I really am attracted to you.
I want to make you feel worthless
Have I?
Yes I have.
So stop trying to come back for more.