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The Greatest Album Ever, And Why

Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band – Trout Mask Replica (1969)

Trout Mask Replica is the definition of sound as art. It combines free jazz, delta blues, african chant rhymes, avant-garde, and Ginsberg like maniacal (raving hobo) beat-poetry that anticipates rap into this experimental thing called genius. I’m not kidding, Trout Mask Replica is the definition of sound as art.

It’s the definition of hard listening, passively listening to all the intentional off-notes, abrupt stops, collisions, screams, and howls won’t do them justice. And when you’ve completed the strenuous process of paying attention to everything (because you have to), listening to any other album feels like getting off the highway. It’s a very self-aware deconstruction and reconstruction of sound as art. (I dare any musician to try and cover/ replicate any part of the album.)


Amazon reviews for this album are polarized, and hilarious; one review titled ‘Can’t listen to it enough’ says it all for me:

Yes yes yes. It’s cacophonous, it’s gritty, it’s unpleasant. Put it on at a party and watch people Continue Reading →

about norma jeane (whom i wrongly judged), mostly about my m.ysterious m.adam

Marilyn Monroe

john waters was rightly quoted as saying we need to make books cool again
if you go home with somebody and they don’t have books, don’t fuck ’em! Continue Reading →

my love relationship / hate relationship, and why

the cyclical promise of days

this is a picture I did not take…

What Your Real Job Is

I don’t care what profession you’re in, what title you hold, or what degrees you’re using and/or neglecting; If you care about the work you do, the impact you make, and somehow got it into your head that you’ll leave things better than you found them, you only have one job:

Your job is to struggle.

You’ll Always Be Wrong, People Will Laugh At You, Keep Going Anyways

 

You Will Always Be Wrong

Seriously, think about it,

You will always be wrong.

Not just sometimes, not just most of the time, every single time. Every. Single. Time. No exceptions. (Kinda makes you questions everything you do doesn’t it?)

I’m not particularly affected about my being wrong to myself (hell, I revel in it), but when you realize that thousands of people listen to and heed your words, and combine this with always being wrong, you definitely question whether you’re doing more harm than good. (The rule of thumb is that you’re most likely contributing to the death of the known world than not, good job you.)

If you can’t speak the truth and nothing but the truth, why speak at all right?

This is one of the reasons I stopped writing here a while back. But I came back. Why?

Because I realized that, despite always being wrong, we all have a reason to keep doing this fantastically horrible thing we call art/work/stuff.

 

Why To Keep Going Anyways

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The Art Of Killing Innocence

First off, start bright. Enjoy nature, enjoy art, enjoy science. Enjoy life.

Then get brighter and brighter. Continue to enjoy all these things while others have forgot how (while others never learnt how). Continue while others have found work. Continue while others say that you have to work to fit in, to labour to live (they say ‘to labour’, they mean ‘to suffer’).

Everyone saw so much potential in you, why don’t you just use it? But why must you use it you ask? Because, they answer… These are not real answers. But how is to suffer to live you ask? Because, they answer… But why must I fit in you ask? Because, they answer… Are you happy you ask? These are not real questions they say after a brief pause. Continue Reading →

Dissatisfaction = Progress?

We’re not happy people.

Just look at the stats. People are grumpier, sadder, tireder, and meaner than they used to be (no this is not Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs).

And why are we unhappy? Is it because the world is a harsher place to live, because we have less than we used to? No, in fact stats prove that the world has been continuously getting better over time. So what’s our problem? Maybe it’s because of where we live, America.

We live in a culture that praises material wealth and external richness over internal. We live in a culture in which we are judged by what we have, not by who we are. We live in a culture overrun with ads and commercials that constantly tell us what we are missing, what we don’t have, and what others have over us. This leads to higher crime rates because the poor, finding no other way to acquire these possessions that have been ingrained in their heads as must-haves rob. And on the other side of the coin, people work 12 to 15 hour days just to afford these possessions that are, again, deemed as must-haves. We live in a market driven economy, even if we don’t think so. Continue Reading →

The Complicated Simplicity Of The Paradox Of Truth

Have you ever looked at a paradoxical sentence? Have you ever really stared at it? Consumed it with your entire being and let it hang within your soul, stirring around, making all this ruckus within you that makes you shift unevenly in your seat from time to time without knowing why?

Being abnormal is normal. Being normal is abnormal.

Truths are found in paradoxes. That’s what I believe. Not truth as in knowledge, but as in the truth that’s rarely acquired; wisdom.

If I told a computer program that it had to hold the notion “You are unique like no one else,” and the notion “You are the same, like everyone else,” as both being right and equal it’d exploded faster than you could say discombobulated. But if I told you that, and you actually thought about it for a second or two, you’d realize “Hey, maybe Arsene’s on to something!” And yes, there are many types of paradoxes, but for brevity’s sake I’m only talking about philosophical paradoxes (the one’s that relate to living a better life). Continue Reading →