PsychoLold

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Welcome, visitor!
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I like my coffee like I like my women: Hot, black, bitter and preferably fair trade.
destraudo. deviantart. com/

Recently discovered albums and artists worth listening to:
- FFF -- Bloodclat Mentality
- Kishi Bashi
- Monster Magnet -- Dopes to Infinity
- Paris -- The Devil Made Me Do It
- Fela Kuti -- Zombie
- Ruby My Dear
- AlgoRythmik -- Morphism
- Casualties of Cool
- Swans -- To Be Kind
- BADBADNOTGOOD -- III
- Tides From Nebula
- Snog -- Buy Me... I'll change your life
- Television -- Marquee Moon
- Teenage Fanclub -- Bandwagonesque
- Carcass -- Surgical Steel



How do we cope with failure? We divide it in small doses, separated by coffee breaks, perusal of newspapers, or reading email. As good Popperians, we also rationalize it as achievement: "Now we have finally learnt that it doesn't work, an important advance!"



"im bored and this sucks." Jesus said bluntly.
- Taken from this story.




Crappy pop music makes people that don't listen to it feel better about themselves.



Music is not my life, it's the spice.
The KKK proudly presents: more white font.


What I like in music:
- new ideas
- energy
- experiments
- concepts
- individuality




What I hate in music:
- rip-offs
- uninspired artists
- commercialisation
- sexploitation
- wannabes




An die Nachtgeborenen:
Wirklich,
Was sind dies für Zeiten
In denen die zufällig verschonten glauben,
Sich beharrlich aus dem Streit der Welt halten zu müssen?
Wo es doch nicht an Unrecht, sondern nur an Empörung fehlt.
In denen wir Kinder von Nacht und Glut den Mond herabflehen wollen,
Unfähig, Gleichgültigkeit mit Gleichgültigkeit zu vergelten.
So kam ich unter die Zweifler.

Doch auch dort bleibt die Gefahr des Verstummens nach jedem Wort.
Erzählte Angst
Die Jahresringe nach;
Den Verehrern der Dinge gleich,
Seelen zergliedert in der Luft kniehend,
Unfähig, die Zwischentöne ins Schweben zu bringen.
So kam ich unter die Mahner.

Doch dort wo man nur loses Seil spannt, ist kein Trost.
Wandle ich doch in den kindlichen Blumenspielen der Hungerpoeten;
Nur die Angst, sich den Bildern, die uns die Worte verwehen zu stellen.
Wo alle Kunst Flucht bleibt, ist die Sprachlosigkeit am lautesten.
Man darf in der Liebe zur Freiheit nicht mit Erwiderung rechnen.
Um erneut zu fliehen, plaudernd,
Und sich leichtsinnig in den Herbst hineinlügend,
Auf Möwenflügeln
Erfolgsköpfen.
So kam ich unter die Spötter.

Doch die, die die Stiefel nicht zu Ende tragen,
Und mit großer Strenge im Wort den Gleichgeschalteten den Hass auf die Sonne predigen,
Wo doch jedes Vaterland vom Himmel gleich weit entfernt ist.
Die, die mit gebrochenen Worten mir die Schuhe abverlangen
Sie mögen mir verzeihen,
Weil auch ich den großen Zorn der Propheten besitze
Und nicht zusehen wollte, schweigend.
So kam ich unter die Brandstifter.

Doch wer kann überwinden ohne zu lieben?
Wie soll Willkür die Aufhebung aller Willkür sein?
Ist doch das Wort von den greisen Begriffen verstört
Wenn der Sturm uns in die Wellen reißt.
Wir umarmen einander,
Wandelnd, durch die Schwärze,
Um Leben und Sterben zu lernen.
Kühn, nicht frevelhaft,
Nicht todesverliebt.
So kam ich unter die Rebellen.

Doch wer will dem Sturm Maß verschreiben?
Wie will man so Hoffnung sein?
Suche ich doch alles, was ich weiß, weiterzugeben,
Allzu ungeduldig den Einzelnen mit dem Universum zu versöhnen.
So kam ich unter die Freien.

Und ich trug die Sprache bei mir;
Und nun
Da wir vor die demütigende Einsicht gestellt werden,
Dass unser Warten so schnell kein Ende nehmen wird
Und wir keiner Amnestie zu trauen haben
Wie soll ich nun ohne zu erröten wieder in die Welt kommen?
Zum Meer?

Wir haben das Recht, nein, wir haben die Pflicht, die Dinge zusammenprallen zu lassen, um die Funken schlagen zu lassen, die uns die Nacht erhellen.


~ Rome - The Night-Born

This here is a hidden message to remind you that you probably have got some work to do and shouldn't be browsing on the internet.


Most people like music because it gives them certain emotions such as joy, grief, sadness, and image of nature, a subject for daydreams or – still better – oblivion from “everyday life”. They want a drug – dope - [...] Music would not be worth much if it were reduced to such an end. When people have learned to love music for itself, when they listen with other ears, their enjoyment will be of a far higher and more potent order, and they will be able to judge it on a higher plane and realise its intrinsic value. [...] I consider that music is, by its very nature, essentially powerless to express anything at all, whether a feeling, an attitude of mind, or psychological mood, a phenomenon of nature, etc [...] Expression has never been an inherent property of music. That is by no means the purpose of its existence. [...] For the phenomenon of music is nothing other than a phenomenon of speculation [...] The elements at which this speculation necessarily aims are those of sound and time [...] consequently music is a chronologic art [...] All music is nothing more than a succession of impulses that converge toward a definite point of repose. [...] my freedom thus consists in my moving about within the narrow frame that I have assigned myself for each of my undertakings. [...] I shall go even further: my freedom will be so much the greater and more meaningful the more narrowly I limit my field of action and the more I surround myself with obstacle. [...] The more constraints one imposes, the more one frees one s self of the chains that shackle the spirit.
- Igor Stravinsky




i choose not to believe that artists are able to sky rocket on charts simply based on the idea of them being attractive. paris hilton, victoria beckham, and heidi montag all have based their entire career on the idea of sex and have had flopping careers musically. there are so many sex driven artists that don't rise in the charts, but have music videos that hit millions upon millions of views on youtube. it's not my fault if the general public prefers listening to pop music than dark metal. sure, they don't want "challenging" music but seriously.. who cares? i don't want to sit here trying to solve a puzzle out of song lyrics. i just want to listen to good music. up all night is a good album, with good music. i don't know who you think you are coming for me for not knowing talent when you listen to metal. what's so challenging, and interesting about grease monkeys screaming into a microphone?
- some low-level troll; found in a shoutbox




jazz is basically watered down classical, but for fans who want a genre that sounds conceptual and sophisticated
- some medium-level troll; also found in a shoutbox on last.fm

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It took me a very long time to figure out why music was so important in my life and why I was making it. I didn’t prioritize that question, and I wish someone had told me to explore my reasons. Musicians must not think there is a single path, role, method, or expertise. Let yourself be yourself, don’t try and live up to the expectations that have been implanted in you. Fight the media in you head. Fuck the comparative norm.
- JP Anderson




"Suzy?"
"Yes?"
"Suzy Creamcheese?"
"Yes?"
"This is the voice of your conscience baby ... uh, I just want to check one thing out with you ... you don't mind, do ya?"
"What?"
"Suzy Creamcheese, honey, what's got into ya?"

I wonder if anyone reads these hidden messages.


The protean nature of the computer is such that it can act like a machine or like a language to be shaped and exploited. It is a medium that can dynamically simulate the details of any other medium, including media that cannot exist physically. It is not a tool, although it can act like many tools. It is the first metamedium, and as such it has degrees of freedom for representation and expression never before encountered and as yet barely investigated. Even more important, it is fun, and therefore intrinsically worth doing.
~ Alan Kay



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