Friday, February 18, 2011
Bella Marco Polo Pasta Recipe
Jaded.
Already Later that day, had left the temple Kanon Gemini by one of the many secret passages that were, almost directly to Aquarius. This time, decided to take the low road and let your visit to Pound for his return to the third temple. Had tried to reach the eleventh house, eat a couple of things with the guys, maybe watch a movie, then go down to Scorpio and spend the night in one of the rooms in which Milo accumulated junk. Milo had not had its own plan in mind. Was essentially the same, except that wanted to spend all night watching movies. Mü had told him earlier that day, the guards assigned soon again, would resume classes in the shelter and in short, everything would take its course again, paperwork included. The young scorpion capitalizing on the days that they remain free and Camus seemed to dislike the idea. He is not largely influenced. Shion had spoken to the issue and had accepted his proposal to be, in his own words, the wildcard of the sanctuary. Just would put his hand here and there when some of the golden saw a bit overwhelmed by their responsibilities. He had proposed to the Patriarch and thinking how much that will Saga liked to cover the work, offering to do more things at the same time that was humanly capable. Kanon sometimes forget Saga believed they were not the same person who forgot that they were a sort of extension of each other. How else could one explain the way that Saga had two issues to address, at the same time and in different places, but? Within that week, Kanon had already been fulfilling orders that Saga had agreed, completely forgetting prior commitments. The child continued to attach it to a pathological need to amend their mistakes.
Still, she had in mind to leave the sanctuary when all the commotion happened and they were sure that for a time, not at risk. At least planned to leave for a few weeks, everything depended on the course that his plan to take. He had informed both the Patriarch and Athena as surely, the decision to print his words were prevented from denying the possibility.
Unlike others, Kanon had spent time in what he used to call an alternate reality. Mixing between the ordinary human, heroic responsibilities outside or death battles with the weight of humanity on his shoulders. And he could not deny that he liked the taste of life. I missed waking up every morning knowing that they would bruise in daily workouts or simply do not have to fight to live another day. I could go to the movies or walk around a particular city, without being aware of strangers approaching cosmos. The books I read did not consist in stories of their predecessors or pleasure as it had done in his life, was to take a camera and focus on portraying the places they called their attention. He had a photo album hidden under his bed, filled with images of places and people he had met in his wanderings. I had not reopened since it was hiding there, a few days of returning to the sanctuary before the war against Hades. Deep down, he feared commemorate the lives that had been built in this unknown world. For if in the Sanctuary could not feel completely at home out there was a stranger who never feel at ease, even though the place was a paradise. Moreover, it had gotten rid of that camera and see the pictures just remind him how much such an instrument had helped him during that period. A deep sigh
him out of his thoughts and off the screen view - where a film that had already lost the thread was still playing - to look over their shoulders. Hours earlier, had settled on the floor, with a cup of popcorn between legs and back leaning against the couch, where Camus was lying with his feet on the legs of Milo, who, in turn, had settled on the opposite end.
Paradoxically, the younger Greek was the first to fall prey to sleep, half asleep crawling up lying next to the French, who passed an arm around the back to hold it unconsciously. Camus was followed minutes later. The sigh that had forced him to look up came from him, perhaps as a result of changing his position to a more comfortable.
Kanon was tired and his eyes burned with the effort to keep them open, but there decided not to sleep. Since I decided to spend the evening with Camus and Milo, had felt that the possibility of having a nightmare that night was too likely and would become anxious at the thought. During some of the previous days had felt similarly and slowed the time to go to bed reading or watching TV, knowing that once close her eyes, the nightmares return. One way or another, I knew that tonight would be one of them, however, was already there and not much remained to be done.
stared at a clock hanging on a wall, heightening the hearing to read the time from his position. 4:30 AM. Yawned exaggerated, leading to two tears peered out the corners of her eyes and touching them with his fists. The movie was over and stopping the player, got up and went to the kitchen. A charged extra coffee would not do anything wrong. While boiling water, slipped to fourth from Camus and took two blankets on the bed. Surely the French would not like to see your bed so messy but at that time, the cold began to be noticed.
returned to the room and covered with one of the blankets, the boys sound asleep on the couch. Milo clenched his eyes to feel the weight of the blanket and pressed closer against Camus, hiding her face against his shirt. Camus was not aware of it. Kanon
restrained the urge to laugh and put another blanket over her shoulders, returning to the kitchen in search of coffee needed. A short while later, he amused himself watching a movie with no plot and a lot of these shootings, with the volume almost to zero to not wake up early the other two saints. Camus had to do earlier in the day and most likely was that Milo follow him like a puppy.
Two hours later, crossed the screen credits and calf stretches, considering it was a good time to wake the saint of Aquarius. It shook up a bit of shoulder to the French spent a hand over his face and opened one eye, trying to recognize the fool who dared to wake him up at that hour. Kanon smiled.
- I'm going - he whispered when he was sure that Camus knew he was talking - There are fresh coffee in the kitchen. Are about seven in the morning.
- Yeah, thanks - Camus said yawning and opening his eyes to ward off too sleep in them - Do not sleep at all?
Kanon shook his head and was about to add something when I interrupted a whimper. Both men set their eyes on the purple hair tangle that was removed in the lap of Camus, pulling the blanket to hide skin completely any trace of cinnamon.
- Five minutes ... just five minutes.
The two pairs of eyes fixed on the figure of Milo blinked in silence for a few seconds, before more of them got up laughing, saying goodbye to Camus, who once had to Kanon outside their range of vision, you smiled the boy tenderly in her lap and sat fiddling with the fine hair between her fingers. Could afford five minutes of relaxation, even when the neck and back will remember the day the awkward position where he had spent the night. *****
Kanon walked a weary step toward Libra. Shortly after leaving Aquarius, hid his cosmos and slipped through the temples where the owners probably still dozing. Soon came up with the seventh temple, casting her eyes in every corner as he walked the long corridor that crosses it from side to side. He found
Dohko as usual at that hour of the morning, sitting at the entrance of the temple, watching the sun rise. The day dawned cool, with a faint breeze. Chinese leaned on his elbows. Twin would have liked to know that going through his mind, concentrated as it looked.
keeping the distance I observed: the way your hair stirring in the breeze, the swaying of his shoulders to suck fresh air, light black jacket, open and with the sleeves rolled above the elbow, moving to the beat that made the same breeze that stirred the hair, the funny shock when he called it, the way he dropped his head back and arched her back to look at it without changing his position, his eyes full of surprise soon gave way to a number of questions that could not reach their lips. It promised to hear one day, trying to hide the tingling down her skin to have those eyes (I was not sure if they were green or gray or perhaps a mixture of both), fixed on him. Studying, reading. Dohko was sure he did it without even being aware of it.
- You do not look very well - the Chinese said, regaining his starting position. Kanon
grimaced and closed the distance separating it from the other saint, sitting beside her with a hurt expression on his face.
- And here I was, thinking that you liked how I looked - sighed dramatically, almost celebrating the slight blush of brown but without comment on the matter - You do not look better, certainly.
- I do not think that surprises you - Dohko replied, trying to ignore the curious watched the Gemini. Surely, this was the largest amount of words he had exchanged with the boy during their visits. Internally, he was glad to see you there again.
Kanon's face darkened momentarily. Libra Dohko still remaining isolated from everything. Still showed this unease that bothered him greatly Kanon. It was still a bad copy of the saint who knew. No Smarty and the gentleman who always had wise words for whatever you crave something back, but it was much better than this, listless and lifeless. Even when Kanon was sure that none of these masks were the real. He had seen a glimpse of the true Dohko when he faced Shion was that long ago and wanted to know. He was taking time, but it was a goal that had permeated deep into it and do not give up. And spoke to him, that in itself was a breakthrough.
- yet you get the spirit out of here? - Asked without expecting an answer - How much longer can hide in your house?
Dohko be nibbled her lip, torn between silence and let out some of the bitterness that was building up inside. Chose, without second thoughts, at first. However, seconds of silence after he opened his mouth and words came out of it were full of disappointment.
- I thought that, unlike Shion, you had no intention to get you where you do not call you.
Kanon turned to him suddenly, caught flashing before his lips curled into a huge grin, showing the perfect rows of teeth. Dohko gave him a disgruntled look, it was good at reading people, the best among the saints if allowed to accept, but with the smaller of the twins always seemed wrong.
- When you're wrong, you'd want - fun Kanon said, watching Wrinkles between the eyes of Chinese. Much more serious, he said - I have no intentions to intrude in your existential crisis. For that I have mine. Just trying to understand how someone like you, with over two hundred years of experience on his shoulders, he believes the reason to live, to fight, whatever, come alone to the door of your house and are not something you to go out and search. I can not understand you do not see that is something you want to find.
- see, perhaps there is the problem. I do not find anything. I do not want to find reasons. Because the only thing for people like us is pain, blood and death. Who, for his life, I would pursue stuff? Kanon
was silent, trying to absorb the meaning behind his words and the response Dohko had given him. He picked up his legs and folded his arms on his knees, resting his chin on his forearms. Then he sighed and rested her cheek, turning his face to study the profile of Dohko. The Chinese looked so tired he felt. And just as outdated.
- Where did all the hope that you used to have? How can disappear just like that? - Asked after a moment. Dohko shook his head, smiling sadly.
- I start to believe never existed. That was something I made up to go ahead and drag you with me.
- For work - Kanon whispered - for everyone except you, apparently.
Dohko was silent, after all, there was nothing I could answer that. It was, in simple words, as he thought. He looked at the twin for a moment, taking advantage of what he had closed his eyes. Absorbing the details of his face, hiding behind the fact that the other could not see it. He stared at the blue hair, extremely long, swaying gently. Then, in the thin lips parted, allowing the passage of air. In the inspired fine nose slowly. In the long lashes resting on tanned skin, a little darker around the eyes, showing a lack of sleep. In emerald eyes shining now suckers that crossed with yours. He cleared his throat, looking away, ashamed of having been discovered. He heard derisive comments to do so and thanked him in silence.
In one week, the boy beside him had crossed the barriers imposed between him and the reality of the Sanctuary, as easily as you slipped away from one temple to another. The Chinese did not stop to question how he had done without even trying. The more I try, I could not Gemini understand the interest in closer to him, more so in those moments when Dohko knew it was not good company for anyone. Maybe it was a somewhat self-destructive thing by Kanon. He does not seem odd that this was, the twin seemed to live in a different reality than the others and was in the habit of behaving like a creature out of his mind, laughing when no one expected it, talking nonsense when all were determined to treat things seriously and amid his laughter, telling truths with the touch of the best speakers. Just understand the smaller of the twins was something that was slipping from his hands. And powerfully aroused his curiosity.
I felt up in silence, stretch, yawn, crunching a couple of vertebrae in the process and begin to descend the steps of the staircase. Probably, Kanon had decided it would be good idea to Gemini and try get some sleep. Missing you to, after all. A couple of rungs below, hesitated and turned, placing his eyes tightly in his, as if that make their words possess more influence.
- Like it or not ... - she said calmly, as he talks about the weather - ... you're alive. You can not live alone forever. You can not. And the only way you do not end up losing my mind, is to accept and fabricarte a reason to live. Lie it if necessary. End up repeating many times that it will become true. It works in the world out there. It's like everyone here works for us.
A mystery. Thus ended by defining the twin when he turned again and moved on, as saying Bah, never mind, I say nothing more than nonsense ; carefree about everything. He stayed in the same place for several more minutes, repeating the words of Kanon again and again in his mind. I could not help wondering why it seemed more willing to listen to young Gemini rather than Shion. It just made some reference their behavior, Dohko placed immediately on the defensive and exploited the smallest provocation. Sometimes not even that. A worried look from the Lemurian and he devoted the best of his grunts. Nothing had told Kanon, or that first night or that day, I had told Shion. And could not understand why.
Shortly after blowing up. Towards a couple of minutes had been approaching the cosmos Shion and now that was entering the temple, I could hear the racket in the kitchen arming. Shuffled up to her and flopped in a chair. Shion turned to look at it sideways, making something area.
- A bad night? - Asked, sure of the answer.
- Like all - Chinese murmured, crossing his legs on the chair and looking at nothing in particular - I thought you were not coming today. Something I heard you had some issues to address.
- Go. After all, if you hear when you speak.
- Only the parts that interest me. And know that I finally rid of you one day was something that interested me.
Shion smiled. Dohko looked a fairly acceptable humor compared to the previous days. Perhaps that was his lucky day. If at that time had turned to the saint of Libra, he would have realized that it was studying him closely, suspecting that something was up.
- Do not come here as an old friend right? Come as the Patriarch.
The Lemurian sighed defeated. That was wrong to conclude soon.
- I remember you asked me not to intrude but as Patriarch - Shion turned and a grimace crossed his face as he notes how Dohko factions had hardened from one moment to another. This was happening too often in his presence - As such, I have something to say.
Dohko raised an eyebrow and waited patiently for the other to continue talking. Shion weight change up several times, suddenly uncomfortable. No need to use their psychic gifts to know that I had to say will not please the Chinese and that further discussion was practically a given. He approached the table and left a cup of tea in front of Dohko, who ignored her and made a gesture with his hand to speak at once.
- In two days, a meeting with the other saints gold to distribute tasks and set the guard shifts. After lunch there. Let me know if you will be present.
- I told you not want to participate in any of this - muttered Dohko, fixing his eyes tightly in Shion. The Lemurian clutched hands, trying to keep his temper under control. Dohko know how to be a problem when he wanted to.
- That's why I'm asking. With a little luck, some common sense and have recovered.
- not what you're asking me, Shion - Dohko snorted. Then he clenched his teeth, angry - that's the tone you use when you want to order something without looking like one.
- Good heavens, Dohko! Athena will be present. How can you justify that you are not there? You mean to tell you, with all peace of the world who do not obey me and do not worry, it's not obey her? What the hell are you looking for? You know perfectly well the punishments that await you if you do something like that.
Dohko bit his tongue for not responding and I look away, clenching his fists. If not presented in the meeting, Shion would get into trouble. Not only with Athena, but it also with other saints. For more than grumble and argue with Shion, I could not get rid of that. And if Athena ordering him to return to teach at the shelter, more options would not do it. The air let out a shaky breath. Kanon's words echoed in his mind more strongly that time. Sooner or later, would have to accept that he could not hide forever in your temple or supported increasing the tie that bound him to the Patriarch.
- Just this once. Do what I can.
- need more than that, Dohko. I need you to assure me you'll be there, fulfilling the role that suits you and Athena, you behave as expected - Shion was feeling extremely exhausted and the day was just beginning. Why Dohko was determined to make things more difficult?
- I'll try. It's all I can offer right now - Dohko sighed, running a hand over his face before his feet - Take it if you want, otherwise you will see. Do not ask me more.
tea had cooled and the ability to articulate words had left Shion. Suddenly, the Chinese seemed too defeated to try, even, to convince him of something else. Would be satisfied with that and expect Dohko is pleased to present to the meeting. Now that is found again only in the kitchen, there was nothing left to be done. TBC
- Cap.4 -
Honey X Honey Drops Raw Scans
February 18, 2032. Lower East Side
sleeps in the same square every night? It's not about me! Moving constantly and always - remember this, my young neophyte, as the Our Father. Never sleep, not in one place longer than 3 days, so much to the agents to reveal your electromagnetic protect, detect your exact coordinates and scan your memory. in the same place-not on your nelly! Complicated Thoughts encoded proposals are to a minimum and also transformed beyond recognition. All this splendor goes to the images of primitive thinking, Archetypal meaningless characters. From point A to point B. I get the most sophisticated ways, loop-waltzing, then wading subway, then the water, the streets teeming with people, so easier to get lost. People-Mouse, they are also Grey Shadow Agents are able to take a different look, and even a trustworthy hull of the child or, indeed, a rodent type mice.
Now I am aware of that paranoia runs me, determines every act, every gesture. Still some couple of weeks ago I able to control it during the stop, so to speak. Now - does not come out. I was a little concerned about this alignment.
in the right pocket, I always wear encoder, encoding my speech in the unrecognized agents for shadow images, the left - a decoder - which allows me to always be aware of agency gossip.
How pops noggin, damn! Be seen, this mrazota of central control is again trying to break my shield electromagnetic manipulator, radiootrazhayuschuyu ointment purchased at retail, "Your Electromagnetic safety." Shielding properties of magnesian compositions with filler shungite confirmed investigations carried a number of accredited centers, what are the appropriate expert advice. Studies have also confirmed that the electrical conductivity of the material is practically defined by being a part of shungit and shielding capability increases with increasing frequency.
On Wednesday morning, the ointment was tried for the first time, the result is stunning! I felt much better sense of freedom inspire I, though not for long. On the same day with Mr. D, I got antiradiation jockstrap and agent against rodents and cockroaches, so just in case.
But this type, this gnidskaya mug, naturally goes beyond what is permitted, does not leave alone me for a second. Awareness of its ongoing monitoring must be me and an unseen presence, like the itch mite, causes a lot of sensitive inconvenience terribly itchy skin, itchy genitals, so haunting whisper in their ears does not concentrate in order to prevent spying probe into my brain. Most often, Mice, as well as we enjoy the cheap, implantable beneath the skin, Microlasers, which is a device in our case, the opto-electronic counter , intended for the detection of optical and optoelectronic funds, leading a counter-surveillance and aiming, and the placement of laser pulsed light interference. In the jamming radiation power laser device provides illumination, the suppression of the visual field detected opto-electronic device with a risk of injury to sensitive elements of the receivers. Well does not matter. I come once a letter under the door, saying "look after you, expensive. Many interesting learned ... For example, you wear red pants and screening colored lenses, and your own eye color - sheer loathing is, my dear "and all that spirit. Quite abstract and not the words on the merits ... Ah! forget it: in the end was attributed to "With Love. Billy. " Do you like a homosexual shit like that? Then I lit a cigarette and began the reflected on the identification card of the paskudy, bridou antiscabious Chinese powder. Forgot to add that for all "Articles" I definitely am a girl with a likely mild gender dysphoria. But we also need to somehow hide the layered nature of these bastards in mouse coat and vile mugs eternal "neudovletvorentsev? Ha-ha!
21 February the same year. Downtown.
Yesterday a most amusing story is, gentlemen. The same type - remember? - Came to me with a bottle of wine, as if nothing had happened, just go home (even though the house itself, I do not have one). Silently accepting it coat, I disarmed and de-energized his charming bald, shining a cynical smile and a cheerful jeans punching (agents, of course, are the same type impeccable trousers classic tailoring, which gives them control) led him deep into his lousy home for cardboard walls could hear marginal night life neighbors to the number at the motel. Room filmed five, including me, Three Crab fish visually female sex (which I dubbed myself bivalent or Gemini) and one butch cephalopod mollusk having a right to one of the most feminine individuals form, unlike the other two and me, vehemently preaching maskulizm. Before describing the appearance of type, say that he is freed from his coat, naturally progalopiroval in the next room, though I hypnotized trailed behind him. Pointedly shaking infrared denaturatorom spinal substance, immobilize present in the room, then he fucked and maskulistku and shellfish and the remaining authentic Crab. Every single one! Bulging my eyes, I stood by as taking place insane action, the head emerged Mayakovsky, roaring bass " I immediately smeared map weekdays " ...
I immediately smeared map weekdays,
splashing paint from the glass;
I pointed at a plate of brawny
slanting cheekbones of the ocean.
on scales tin fish
I read the call of new lips.
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Continued after
Drag Initiation Dress
Label: Roof Records
Catalog#: RD 12 33 02
Format: CD, Compilation
Country: Germany Released: 1990
Genre: Electronic, Rock
Style: New Wave, Minimal, Experimental
Tracklist:
1 Suicide Commando 3:18 Engineer - H.D. Wünsch Producer - H.D. Wünsch , No More
2 Dim The Lights 2:23 Engineer - Ralph Hubert Producer - F. Köther* , No More
3 I Still Bear The Scars 4:09 Engineer - Ralph Hubert Producer - F. Köther* , No More
4 Golden Games 3:54 Engineer - Ramon* Producer - No More
5 Waiting For The Man 4:20 Engineer - Ramon* Producer - No More , Ramon* Remix [Quick Remix] - A. Linnemann* , AAS* , TS* Written-By - Lou Reed
6 Theme For Angels In Big Cities 2:26 Engineer - Ramon* Producer - No More , Ramon*
7 Do You Dream Of Angels In This Big City 5:08 Engineer - Peter Josefus Producer - B. Kowalzik*
8 Istanbul 3:40 Engineer - Peter Josefus Producer - Bernd Kowalzik
9 Arabesque 3:50 Engineer - Ramon* Producer - No More
10 7 Years 3:37 Engineer - Ramon* Producer - No More
11 Entree Tunesienne 5:06 Engineer - Ramon* Producer - No More
12 El Dorado 4:09 Engineer - Ramon* Producer - No More
13 In The Flesh 3:40 Engineer - Ramon* Producer - No More
14 Just A Shadow (In The Night) (Live) 3:22 Engineer - Unknown Soldier, The (3) Producer, Mixed By - A. Linnemann* , AAS* , TS*
15 Hysteria (Live) 4:24 Engineer - Unknown Soldier, The (3) Producer, Mixed By - A. Linnemann* , AAS* , TS*
16 Suicide Commando (Live) 3:44 Engineer - Unknown Soldier, The (3) Producer, Mixed By - A. Linnemann* , AAS* , TS*
Notes
℗ © 1990 Roof Music GmbH.Distributed by Rough Trade GmbH.
All songs published by Roof Music GmbH except track 5 by Copyright Control.
Made in Austria.
Track 1: from 7" single Suicide Commando . Recorded: rehearsal room/Kiel 1981, re-released as 12" single 1984.
Tracks 2, 3: from 12" mini-LP Laughter In The Wings . Recorded: Studio Wahn/Bochum July/November 1984.
Track 4: previously unreleased (from the Hysteria-sessions). Recorded: Artlos Studio/Aachen July/August 1986.
Tracks 5, 6: from 12" single Different Longings .
Track 5: Recorded: live at Artlos Studio/Aachen, March 1986. Quick remix: at Überschall/Kiel August 1990.
Track 6: Recorded: Artlos Studio/Aachen, January 1986.
Tracks 7, 8: from 12" single Do You Dream Of Angels In This Big City? . Recorded: Franz K. Studio/Witten April/May 1985.
Tracks 9 to 13: from LP Hysteria . Recorded: Artlos Studio/Aachen 1986.
Tracks 14 to 16: previously unreleased, recorded live 25.11.1986 Old Daddy/Oberhausen during No More's last live appearance. Engineered, produced and mixed at Überschall Studio/Kiel, August 1990.
Tracks 5, 6, 12, 13 are CD only bonus tracks.
Line-Up:
Andy Schwarz
Tina Sanudakura
Website:
http://www.nomoremusic.eu/ / http://www.myspace.com/nomoreremakeremodel
LINK:
http://www.mediafire.com/
Rag Dollpatterns Free
Format: CD, Album, Digipak
Country: Germany
Style: Minimal, Post Punk, New Wave
Quality: MP3 VBR V2
Size: 58.7 MB
MySpace // Website
Tracklist:
01. IL TEMPO REALE
02. SUNDAY MITTERNACHT
03. MAYBE SOME DAY
04. MIDNIGHT PEOPLE & LO-LIFE STARS
05. ESTHER SAYS
06. THE KORES OF STOCKHOLM
07. WARM JET STREAM
08. MINNIE MOUSE OVER WARSAW
09. HANDS IN THE DARK
10. INSIDE 1979 / THE UNPREDICTABLE SKY
11. NOT FAR TO GO
LINK:
ifolder.ru / / megaupload.com / / hotfile.com
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Making Moonstone Maplestory
Format: Compilation
Style: Synthpop / Minimal Electro
Bitrate: VBR kbps
01 Insektronic - Charmin Skull 02
Transactive Night Zone - She's Lost Control
03 Datafreq - Red Cross Nurse (Remix)
04th Elektronik - Baud Rate
05th Neurolex - Graham Frederick Young
06th Legopop - Breakout
07th Nejet Nok - see the light
08th The Rorschach Garden - Enemies Or Friends
09. Solitude FX - Electronic Nighttime City Blues
10th Bleiburg - Pokoljenje (Remix By Rhesus Factor)
11th Sick Doll - Belgium In Danger
12th Second Planet - Never Never Land
13th Suicide factor - sugar dust
14th A2 - So Give Me All
15th Arma Dei - Getaway
16th Echo West - Kein Zurück (Minimal Baby Version)
17th Klement - Derby
18th Zhark - Helmholtz Equation
19th Perverse Teens - Electro Static perversion
Fotos De Wendy Calio Pelada
Format: Compilation
Style: Synthpop / Minimal Electro
Bitrate: VBR kbps
01. Shift69 - The Finder (Demo 2006)
02. Massendefekt - Massendefekt
03. Neon Mussolini - Australia
04. Rhesus Factor - Deine Nylons
05. Second Planet - Error Situation
06. Brigade Rosse - Weltgeist (Rorschach Garden Rmx)
07. Spacelex - Pretty Face
08. Les Sirens Debroulliards - Robots In The Sun
09. Nejet Nok - New Dance
11th Qek Junior - Resistance Now (First Song)
12th Gertrude Stein - Plastic Spoon
13th Solitude FX - PC Games
14th Any Leave - No Picture
15th A2 - Micky Is Dead
16th Micro World - Machines
17th Trans-Active Night Zone - Love Sick
18th Kord - Hey Girl (Pink Noise Version)
19th Klement - Into Your Arms
20th Neongrau - Hi Level Slacker (F-Ing Occasion Rmx)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Colonic Irrigation In Aberdeen
Label: New Wave Complex
Catalog #: NWC 16
Format: CDr, Compilation, Unofficial Release
Country: Germany
Released :1979-1984
Style: New Wave, Synth-pop
Tracklist:
1 Distributors, The - T.V. Me 3:48
2 Social Climbers (2) - Hello Texas 2:55
3 Party's Over, The (2) - Crash 3:27
4 Blue Sound - Berlin 3:16
5 Paris-Brule-T-Il? - La Logeuse 4:11
6 Night Visitors - Vile & Sterile 2:39
7 Kevin Dunn - 20.000 Years In Sing-Sing 2:56
8 Smersh - She Is Nervous 4:34
9 WKGB - Non-Stop 3:27
10 Parade Ground - Riddle In The Stained Glass Windows 2:55
11 Variété Kontrast - Moi Et Mon Image 3:40
12 PVC (5) - Sex Love Dance Music 4:26
13 Living Daylights, The (3) - Sugar Days 4:08
14 Indoor Life - Madison Ave. 4:12
15 Vivabeat - Man From China 3:39
16 Citizens, The - The Club 4:46
17 Disco Volante (2) - Click 4:00
18 Yukihiro Takahashi - It's Gonna Work Out (Remix Version) 4:20
19 Kontrast (3) - Zukunft 3:29
20 Schnawwl - Euroshima Mon Amour 2:46
21 Dachau Philharmoniker - Höllenlärm 4:15
Notes :
Compilation offering music from the period 1979-1984. Track 10, "Riddles In The Stained Glass Windows" is incorrectly credited on the CD jacket as "When The Fever Stops"
LINK:
New Wave Complex Vol.16.zip
Rabbit Boarding Surrey
Label:Grav Master One
Catalog#:18752
Format:Vinyl, LP, Album
Country:France
Released:1983
Style: New Wave, Goth Rock, Synth-pop, Minimal
Tracklist :
A1 New Creature 3:15
A2 Sixty Nine 3:00
A3 Outside 4:45
A4 Blue Day 3:23
B1 Dame De Coeur 3:20
B2 Hot Wave 3:32
B3 Why 3:50
B4 Berlin 3:15
LINK:
BlueSoundLP1983
How Do You Get Blood Out Of A Pink Carpet
Bonemen of Barumba were a unique punk/gothic punk band from the early 80s. They released three records during their lifetime and played at the 2005 O'Banions reunion, though Mark Panick was the only original member. They also made a video (very rare for the bands of that era) and even made a float and participated in a parade in Villa Park. Though not as popular as many of their early 80s contemporaries, Bonemen of Barumba were well-respected for their unique sound and artistic/visual approach to their music.
Bonemen got their start with Mark and Tom, two fans of Super-8 artfilm, decided to form a band after a field trip to New Orleans. Shortly after, they built a Bonemen-themed float out of a 1964 Mercury station-wagon for the Villa Park 4th of July parade. Shortly after the release of the debut LP for Fever, internal tensions within the band forced the breakup.
Members
- Mark Panick - Vocals, Guitar, Synth, Percussion
- Tom Jonusaitis - Bass, Keyboards
- Jeff Jordie - Guitar, Synth
- John Maz - Drums
- Mike Arturi - Drums
- Mike Vicicondi - Drums
Releases
- Self-Titled 10" (Bonemen 001, 1981 )
- Four tracks
- Driving Rats Thru Jerusalem 12" ( Fever Records , 1982 )
- Pity it ain't
- Talk is fat
- Thick promise
- Toombah for Ronnie
- Icons LP (Fever/Enigma, 1984 )
- Don't Tell
- My Letter to Sofia
- Pain Turtle Pagan Love Mortar
- Jesus Made of Wood
- On the Killing Ground
- Chinese New Year
- San Antokio
- It's My Mayday
- Carnival To Hell.
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Bonemen of Barumba (10" EP, 1981)
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Anorexic Dread released one 3 track 12" EP, on the notorius and now collectible Criminal Damage label, that carried such bands as Ausgang and Twisted Nerve , though thir sound was more similar in style to The Birthday Party and the Cramps, but twangier. The A-side, 'Tracy's Burning' is a 12 minute opus with a continual reverberation of verse chorus verse that seems to intentionally drive you to impatience - a true revival of the punk spirit in a post-punk environment.
Phil Black - Vocals
Lenny Finch - Guitar
Magoo - Keyboards
Don - Drums
Criminal Damage 1984
Tracy's Burning
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Tick Tock
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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
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Saturday, February 12, 2011
Pinnacle Tvcenter Pro Framework
Various Artists
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November 21, 2008
US CDx3 Brainwashed BRAIN013
disc a
- Boduf Songs - Left Behind Like a Piece of Shit
- Lichens - Time and Light (version)
- Rivulets feat. Jessica Bailiff - Broken Hearted Wine
- Meat Beat Manifesto - Apathetic Sympathetic
- To Kill a Petty Bourgeoisie - You've Gone Too Far
- Reformed Faction - Fast Falls the Eventide
- His Name Is Alive - The Silver Piano
- Christina Carter - Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars
- Lambs Laughter - Tuesday Edit
disc b
- A Place To Bury Strangers - Get On
- Nudge - Cymatic
- Marissa Nadler - Lonesome
- Strategy - Mossy Channels
- Andrew Liles and Jonathan Coleclough - Burnt
- Threshold HouseBoys Choir - Cap Rot Taxi
- Christoph Heemann and Andreas Martin - Fussgaenger
- Stars of the Lid - May 2nd 2008 (Live in NYC)
- Nurse With Wound - Ketamineaphonia
- Little Annie and Paul Wallfisch - Adriana
disc c
- Meat Beat Manifesto - Reanimator pts 5-8
- Glenn Jones - 1337 Shattuck Ave (Longfellow)
- Major Stars - Sleeve
- Manorexia - Vika
- Silver Apples - Beethovan Jambalaya
- Matmos - Reggaeton Casio
- Windy Weber - voices
- Gary Wilson - Secret Girl
- Kid 606 - Tomorrow
- Baby Dee - Assin' the Couch
Limited to 500 copies, sold at Brainwaves 2008 .
Cover is entirely blank white, intended for autographs.
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3
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Datenverarbeitung/Power Focus - cassette 1982
Compiled by John Balance, before he joined Psychic TV and met Sleazy. Released as a limited edition of 230 copies.
Tracklisting :
1 Virgin Prunes - Song
2 Cultural Amnesia - Repetition For This World
3 Section 25 - Hit
4 Culturcide - Disco
5 Section 25 - Inside Out
6 Cultural Amnesia - Reprise
7 Raudive Bunker Experiment - Phillipp's Song
8 Section 25 - The Visitation
9 Die Klopferbande - Cadillac Im Ghetto
10 Cultural Amnesia - Dialogue Of Skull And Soul
11 Die Klopferbande - Finale
12 Raudive Bunker Experiment - Bluemix
13 Cultural Amnesia - Secrets Of The Passive Margin
Notes
• Cultural Amnesia (Gerard Greenway, Ben Norland, John Peacock) are an English post-industrial group active between 1979 and 1983. They were considered as one of the 150 artists, labels and significant influences associated with the UK and European 'cassette culture' of the late 70s and early 80s. http://www.culturalamnesia.com/
• Culturcide is a US noise band lead by Dan Workman & Ralf Armin.
• Raudive Bunker Experiment : Essentially the group of Andy Wilson from Bourbonese Qualk, active from 1980 until 1982.
• Die Klopferbande : german industrial/NDW band.
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Black Gold (Disc 1)
| 1 | | Spoiler (LP version) | | | | |
| 2 | | The Wheel (vox) | | | | |
| 3 | | The Anal Staircase (A Dionysian remix) | | | | |
| 4 | | The Anal Staircase (relentless) | | | | |
| 5 | | Keelhaul (7 ") | ||||
| 6 | Is Suicide a Solution? | | ||||
| 7 | | pHILM #1 (vox) | | | | |
| 8 | | Static Electrician | | | | |
| 9 | | Red Scratch | | | | |
| 10 | Blue Theme (alternate version) | |||||
| 11 | Theme From " Gay Man's Guide to Safer Sex " | | | | | |
| 12 | | If it Wasn't Wolves, then What Was it? | | | | |
| 13 | | Gnomic Verses | | | | |
| 14 | | Nasa Arab (aural circumcision) | | | | |
| 15 | | Bee Has the Photos |
Black Gold (disc 2)
| 1 | | Egyptian Basses | | | | |
| 2 | | Pre-original Chaostrophy | | | | |
| 3 | | The Dark Age of Love | | | | |
| 4 | | Spastiche | ||||
| 5 | Assassins of Hakim Bey, | |||||
| 6 | | Protection II | | | | |
| 7 | | Red Skeletons 2 | | | | |
| 8 | | Journey to Avebury | | | | |
| 9 | | Acid Jam 2 | | | | |
| 10 | | Acid Jam 3 | | | | |
| 11 | | Stoned Circular III | | | | |
| 12 | | The Gimp Sometimes | | | | |
| 13 | | An Apology | | | | |
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- "Heaven's Blade" – 7:23
- "Wir-Click-Wir" – 6:21
- "Elves" – 3:10
- "Simenon" – 3:49
- "In My Blood" – 3:51
- "Spastiche" – 3:09
- "Crumb Time" – 4:33
- "March Of Time" – 6:03
- "Bee Has the Photos" - 4:58
- "Egyptian Basses" - 3:40
- "Spastiche" - 5:27
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Coil - Horse Rotorvator (1986): # One of the Best Industrial Album Art.
The front cover of the album really set this band apart for me from other groups within the goth and industrial gallery at the time, as — not unlike Throbbing Gristle — the band avoided clichés as much as possible, which the group confirmed often. (One of the members, Peter Christopherson, was a former member of Throbbing Gristle.)
Even though the picture is seemingly really sanguine and calming, the title and the disturbing white text below made it seem something horrible happened wherever this album cover was photographed. The text reads:
On the Eve of the Apocalypse - the Four Horsemen betray their steeds - slitting open the animal throats - and in doing so release the Second Great Deluge - Horsegore - (The air choked with horsehair) - Infinite Divisibles Split - An infinity of open sewers.
The Four then fashion an immense earth-moving device from the collective jawbones - The Horse Rotorvator - with which to plough up the waiting world - (ROTA turns through 180 degrees to TARO) - Wheels replace Horses - Dark Horses Run - Dark Horses Run Deep (We plough the fields and scatter Our Dead Steeds on the land) … and Hell is paved with horseflesh
Well, at least it wasn’t difficult to figure out what the album title Horse Rotorvator meant — some supernatural mega machine that uses horse jawbones drill and spread about the earth and stuff. Oooh, what a nice thing.
Doing some research on the album cover, thanks to this interview with Coil in 1986 with AbrAhAdAbrA - issue #10 , the album title and quote were a product of a dream Coil member John Balance (R.I.P.) had.
Now about that album cover seeming “wrong”, my intuition was right all along. Having just discovered the near 25 year old article in the link above only a day ago, Coil had written this about the album cover (relevant excerpt used):
The front seems innocent. It’s again distorted and is Hyde Park - and a bandstand that was rebuilt after being blown up by the IRA - along with the band! Around the same time the IRA also bombed the horseguards along with their horses. We believe that this minor catastrophy has a meaning and a significance that is more than it appears. It is a portrait. The first manifestations of the explosive power of the ‘Horse Rotorvator’. There were great ariel view photographs of dead horses and blood all over the Royal pavements and roads - the horses that survived became heroes! - while everyone forgot the men.
In a later interview with Coil in 1990 , Peter Christopherson confirmed that the inspiration for the photograph (taken by John Balance, according to the Horse Rotorvator CD) was a bombing that had occurred at this location. Doing some research, there is a wiki page (I know, I know) on the Hyde Park and Regent’s Park bombings from July 20th, 1982 , nail bombs set up by the IRA.
While the phrase “the horses that survived became heroes! - while everyone forgot the men” may be an exaggeration, there is truth to the memory of one of the poor horses named Sefton who had survived the Hyde Park blast, despite serious injuries.
Out of curiosity, I wondered if the pavilion pictured on Horse Rotorvator still exists. Thanks to Google Maps, I looked for Hyde Park and Kensington in London, and found this snapshot of Hyde Park with an overhead view of something that looks mighty suspicious, if you note the dark nipple on the left side:
The road to the nipple’s right (south) is called Serpentine Road .
IT’S JUST A COINCIDENCE!
TRACKLIST:
| The Anal Staircase | | |
| Slur | | |
| Babylero | | |
| Ostia (The Death Of Pasolini) | | |
| Herald | | |
| Penetralia | | |
| Circles Of Mania | | |
| Blood From The Air | | |
| Who By Fire | | |
| The Golden Section | | |
| The First Five Minutes After Death |
Horse Rotorvator was a game changing album in relation to what Industrial “meant.” Loud drum machines and gargling evil vocal deliveries weren’t necessary. There are quiet moments on the album, such as “Ostia”, “Who By Fire” (a cover of Leonard Cohen), and “First Five Minutes After Death” that complement the more weird and chaotic tracks like “The Anal Staircase”, “Penetralia”, and “Circles Of Mania”. Obviously, Peter Christopherson’s involvement brought along many of Throbbing Gristle’s disciplines (sorry couldn’t resist) to the table, however all three members, Peter, John, and Stephen Thrower, along with many guests, put together one of Industrial’s best albums ever made. It’s a rough, sad album recorded at a time when AIDS was already globally known, while the disease was claiming its first peak of victims. Many friends of Coil’s band members had died or were dying while they were recording the album, so the mixture of violence and calm in something more produced and akin to a horror movie soundtrack was a brave step. Coil have released dozens of rarities since, and a few notable albums too, such as 1991’s Love’s Secret Domain . However, Horse Rotorvator is timeless.
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Friday, February 11, 2011
Vegeta And Bulma Uncut
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This album is less noticeable effect metal , rather than in previous releases , he seems to be less diverse and rich than Absentia , less deep and
exciting , than The Sky Moves Sideways, less dynamic than my beloved Deadwing. worth wait with superficial conclusions until vniknesh not find the nuances, scrolling album trillions times, slowly metaboliruya, integrating into the consciousness of more meaningful experience. Tracklist: Disc 1 I. Occam's Razor II. The Blind House III. Great Expectations IV. Kneel and Disconnect V. Drawing the Line VI. The Incident VII. Your Unpleasant Family VIII. The Yellow Windows of the Evening Train IX. Time Flies X. Degree Zero of Liberty XI. Octane Twisted XII. The Séance XIII. Circle of Manias XIV. I Drive the Hearse Disc 2 1. Flicker 2. Bonnie the Cat 3. Black Dahlia 4. Remember Me Lover LINK:
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noteworthy Austrian Screamo, Post Hardcore formation What can I say about this release, in addition, that he was AWESOME (in our language: "ahuenen") I Not Dance - a 3
guy
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Austria , who are aware of its perfect mastery and genius. Notable melody and depressing, depressive guitar riffs
in conjunction with screamo and recitative . Screamo
Summit
! First of all, the collective impresses with its live performances and clean, accurate, polished sounds that guys
extract of their tools. hard to describe in words or compare with anyone this group . course there mass similar Screamo - bands , Including in Austria, but in my opinion, I Not Dance
worth apart, clearly standing out from the crowd . riffs galore - their extremely many and they are stunning - although are present only 1 electric guitar and a bass - guitarist . П росто невероятно, как эти двое guitarists able to create such stunning sound ! Most similar groups not able to reach such level and two and three guitars plus bass - guitar . Drum Party brought the concept of scale to perfection and complete These tunes on 100 % . Moments of silence with amazing smooth sound, carrying away into space , instantly explode massive attack thick, assertive guitar riffs, soprovozhdayuschi hsya brutal, frenetic vocals . Samples perfectly suited to the arrangement . In addition to spoken-word-sample appear samples from the applauses , which very cleverly converted into a rhythm - bits . I Not Dance
not deceive listeners , do not try to attract them despair , turgid gloom or apocalyptic . They just do it for , to combine produced a powerful effect on the listener with emotions without foreign things . Amazing release , amazing group . Fullstop ! I Not Dance - So You Think You Can Stop Me And Spit In My Eyes (2008)
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