Merry Xmas and all that madness.
See you in the New Year!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Fuck ya hook.
"Thelonious Monk - (1917 - 1982)
Thelonious Monk is not usually considered a "bebop" piano player, but was part of that small but select group of jazz musicians who were responsible for the birth of a new kind of jazz in the early 1940's, which was at the time called bebop.
In his teens he met Mary Lou Williams, a fine jazz pianist who became a lifelong friend and a major inspiration. By the early 1940's he was playing Harlem clubs like Minton's and Monroe's Uptown House with fellow innovators Kenny Clarke, Dizzy Gillespie and Charlie Parker. In the mid 40's he led groups under his own name, worked with Coleman Hawkins, and was with the Dizzy Gillespie Orchestra for a while; but he did not work regularly until the mid 50's when he finally became recognised for the contribution he had made to the new jazz and recorded some remarkable albums for Riverside.
In 1962 he began recording for Columbia. During the 60's he led a quartet featuring Charlie Rouse on tenor, a group which recorded and toured extensively. He retired from touring and recording in the early seventies. His last recordings were made in Europe in November 1971 while on a 'Giants of Jazz' tour for George Wein.
His piano playing and his compositions have an oddness about them, a strange angularity that is not always easily assimilated, but pays back dividends for those willing to listen. Many of his recordings are of his own compositions but his treatment of Tin Pan Alley standards like "Tea for Two", "Liza", and "Memories of You" show his unique approach to the keyboard. "
Sam Kiniston
"That's when you know you're pretty f---ed up, when it makes sense to fall asleep... I was driving between Needles and Barstow... It's about 120 miles of desert... It's four in the morning, man... Hey, this is a pretty good time to go to sleep ... (SCREAMS HYSTERICALLY) So I totaled this f---in' car out, man!... I f---in' totaled it! And it made SENSE at the time!"
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
The most Under-rated of all time.
"Toward the end of John Fante’s life Robert Towne began calling the hospital to try to cheer him up. He would say, ‘We’re getting closer, Johnnie. Maybe I’ll get the money this year and we can do the film. You’ll see. ASK THE DUST will be a hit movie.’
Papa would just smile from his hospital bed and light a cigarette.
Sure. Sure. Sure."
wasting the days . comIgnored Prayers
"You know, Fox turned into a hard-core sex channel so gradually, I didn't even notice."
(through Ignored Prayers . com)
No Regrets.
"I always look for a woman who has a tattoo. I see a woman with a tattoo, and I'm thinking, okay, here's a gal who's capable of making a decision she'll regret in the future. "~Richard Jeni
and one in the liquid magenta . comSaturday, December 19, 2009
Grimey retarded is cool as shit . comFriday, December 18, 2009
Behemoth
16 Behold now [her] strength is in [her] loins and [her] power
is in the navel of [her] belly.
17 His tail hardens like a cedar; the sinews of his
tendons are knit together.
18 [Her] limbs are as strong as copper,
his bones as a load of iron.
Book of Job 40 (Judaica Press Bible)
Steve Champion.
Steve Champion (Now Adisa Akanni Kamara) is a death row prisoner at San Quintin State Prison. A former Crips gang member, he grew up in South Central L.A. Champion has been incarcerated for 29 years. He is self taught and conversant in African History, Philosophy, Political Science and Comparative Religion.Thursday, December 17, 2009
The price of freedom, is Death.
"I'm for truth, no matter who tells it. I'm for justice, no matter who it's for or against. "
"If you're not ready to die for it, put the word 'freedom' out of your vocabulary. "
Atentamente, MarÃa . comWednesday, December 16, 2009
peter Sellers
guitargonzo (5 months ago) Show Hide
Going down the mineshaft later.... lol.... well I surely will .....
Ill delete wthis when im sober.
“Negro Wind”
Like the cotton song’s
Of Negros
We walk.
Making the best;
Banding
In a universal secret
To shut our mouths
And sing loudly
Like a whisper
In the wind
That carrys blossom
With its
Dust.
Asking
As we march
Or roll
Or stumble.
Like the cotton song’s
Of Negros
We walk.
Making the best;
Banding
In a universal secret
To shut our mouths
And sing loudly
Like a whisper
In the wind
That carrys blossom
With its
Dust.
Asking
As we march
Or roll
Or stumble.
as we amble
To no where
like a frolic
or pouring water
Thats stopped
And forgotten
Across a time
We don’t remember
And that forgets
To give us what we
Deserve.
And as we fall
On kneas
And female thighs
With sex and sin
The chirstmas tress
Flicker in our windows
And televisions
Wail louder than our breath
As we rot on all fours
Forever
With smiles
That are forced
To become
so very,
very
empty.
Fogive me you mother fucker.
"How do I define God? I don't. Divinities have been understood in various ways in the cultural traditions that we know. Take, say, the core of the established religions today: the Bible. It is basically polytheistic, with the warrior God demanding of his chosen people that they not worship the other Gods and destroy those who do -- in an extremely brutal way, in fact. It would be hard to find a more genocidal text in the literary canon, or a more violent and destructive character than the God who was to be worshipped. So that's one definition. In the Prophets, one finds (sometimes) a different conception, much more humane. That's why the Prophets (the "dissident intellectuals" of their day) were persecuted, imprisoned, driven into the desert, etc. -- other reasons included their geopolitical analysis, unwelcome to power. The intellectuals who were honored and privileged were those who centuries later were called "false prophets." More or less a cultural universal. There were different conceptions of divinity associated with these tendencies, and Greek and Zoroastrian influences are probable causes for later monotheistic tendencies (how one evaluates these are a different matter).
Looking beyond, we find other conceptions, of many kinds. But I have nothing to propose. People who find such conceptions important for themselves have every right to frame them as they like. Personally, I don't. That's why you haven't found my "thoughts on this [for you] criticaI question." I have none, because I see no need for them (apart from the -- often extremely interesting and revealing -- inquiry into human culture an history). "
1998 May 17: Reply from [Noam Chomsky], to Darrenn Bills, on "Definition of God."
elijah muhammad . comIn the quiet words of the virgin mary
SHIOFUKI
Shiofuki is the Japanese term for female ejaculation, or, in its more prosaic English rendering, “squirting.” The word’s original meaning, “blowing salt,” refers to the action of a whale surfacing and blowing out excess water. This spouting is similar, say those in the Japanese AV industry, to a woman ejaculating. The word has gained fairly widespread use in Japan thanks to Taka Kato, a veteran porn actor who is famous for making his partners ejaculate in films. A well-known sex expert in Japan, Dr. Kunio Kiyamura, has described shiofuki as being kind of “like blocking a running hose and then relieving the pressure and watching the water spurt forth.”
Shiofuki is the Japanese term for female ejaculation, or, in its more prosaic English rendering, “squirting.” The word’s original meaning, “blowing salt,” refers to the action of a whale surfacing and blowing out excess water. This spouting is similar, say those in the Japanese AV industry, to a woman ejaculating. The word has gained fairly widespread use in Japan thanks to Taka Kato, a veteran porn actor who is famous for making his partners ejaculate in films. A well-known sex expert in Japan, Dr. Kunio Kiyamura, has described shiofuki as being kind of “like blocking a running hose and then relieving the pressure and watching the water spurt forth.”
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Hound Dawg.
Check out my spot in the first edition of Hound Dawg.Featuring interviews with the Kinks, Velvet Underground
The making of Caligula (Fuck yeah) and More.
Big ups to Chris Wade for the press
Monday, December 14, 2009
Lemonade, that cool refreshing drink.
“Wine spritzer.”Wine and lemonade
is a spritzer right?
Yeah
Does it taste good.
Does it matter?
it's not like you will
ever order one at a bar
or mix it with your
wine at home.
Yeah, i would.
No you wouldn’t, your
a pussy.
I look down at my crotch
and a vagina winks back up at me;
the cheeky little devil.
Yeah, i say –
I guess your right.
Yeah, i say –
I guess your right.
fuck lemonade
anyways.
Underneath it all.
"Anatomical Theatre is a photographic exhibition documenting artifacts collected by and exhibited in medical museums throughout Europe and the United States. The objects in these photos range from preserved human remains to models made from ivory, wax, and papier mâché. The artifacts span from the 16th Century to the 20th, and include examples from a wide range of countries, artists, and preparators."
Curved Barrel Machine Gun, 1953
The 20th century saw many astounding technological innovations. The automobile revolutionized the way people live and work, the internet changed the way people think about information, and the U.S. of A put a man on the moon. But some technological advances that came in the earlier part of the 20th centry weren't exactly meant for the history books. Because they were stupid. Take, for example, this M3 sub-machine gun with a curved barrel for shooting around corners. It's the perfect gun for the "shoot first, look where you're shooting later" kind of guy.
The 20th century saw many astounding technological innovations. The automobile revolutionized the way people live and work, the internet changed the way people think about information, and the U.S. of A put a man on the moon. But some technological advances that came in the earlier part of the 20th centry weren't exactly meant for the history books. Because they were stupid. Take, for example, this M3 sub-machine gun with a curved barrel for shooting around corners. It's the perfect gun for the "shoot first, look where you're shooting later" kind of guy.
30 dumb inventions . com
Sunday, December 13, 2009
captin Abe, ntohgin on me,./
And I know Martin Eden's
Gonna be proud of me
And many before me
Who've been called by the sea
To be up in the crow's nest
Singin' my say
Shiver me Timbers'
Cause I'm a-sailin' away
One in seven
“Middle age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you”
Ogden Nash
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Grim Fandango.
Manuel Calavera: Buenos dÃas.
Mercedes Colomar: You're not the nurse.
Manuel Calavera: No.
Mercedes Colomar: You're not here to give me my medication?
Manuel Calavera: No, but I am here to ease your pain.
Mercedes Colomar: Guess they couldn't save me, eh?
Manuel Calavera: No, but there's still a chance
you could save me.
Get Deeper, Get Down.
Russian photograper Raoef Mamedov’s controversial re-imagining of Leonardo’s Last Supper with models who have Down syndrome.Tits and Bits
notmrjohn says:
"Before approaching the TEXTRONIX, put on the rubberized yellow protective overalls. Employees who actually touch the TEXTRONIX are required to wear the anti-nucleonic jumpsuit. Persons who come into contact with the output of the TEXtRONIX should girdle themselves with the white belt of Americanism, failure to do so may negate all health insurance benefits."
Pascal Mohlmann
"Art is born of the observation and investigation of nature. "
Cicero (106 BC - 43 BC)
Cicero (106 BC - 43 BC)
Will weed for food.
Don’t Make Me Go Back, Mommy: A child’s book about satanic ritual abuse
Sanford & Evans1990
Submitter: “I give thee the most awful library book ever. Seriously. I found this little gem a few years ago doing a project for a young adult class and ILL-ed it from [a seminary!] … but 89 libraries have it in WorldCat, mostly public! Not only is the subject horrible, but the storyline is jumbled, and the pictures are cheeeeeesey colored pencil.”
Friday, December 11, 2009
Buy the ticket.
"Hunter and I hunkered down in the kitchen, better known as the "command center," babbling ourselves silly, when I paid him a compliment concerning a smartlooking nickel-plated shotgun hanging up on a rack. Before I knew what was what, I found my hands wrapped around a rather large propane tank, and he was meticulously instructing me to duct-tape a fist-size box to the side of it. While in the process of this bizarre ritual, I inquired as to the box's contents. "Oh, yeah...that??? Uh...nitroglycerin." Panicked, I instantly and deftly heaved the cigarette I was smoking into the kitchen sink and continued the job."
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Yo.
“Dead flys and pretending”
I collect 16 dead flys
from the window cill
and put them in
a tea cup.
My sister
wants to talk about death,
so i put the cup on her
Bed, and say
“these little Black
Sons of bitches
Has as much right to live
As me and you;
Space and time “
i say.
Like im
Einstein.
Space and time.
I finger them
with a curious finger.
They smell.
When i pretend to drink them
she vomits in the sink.
Like Einstein.
Spacetime.
The Brotherhood Of the Grape.
"Henry Molise, a 50 year old, successful writer, returns to the family home to help with the latest drama; his aging parents want to divorce. Henry's tyrannical, brick laying father, Nick, though weak and alcoholic, can still strike fear into the hearts of his sons. His mother, though ill and devout to her Catholicism, still has the power to comfort and confuse her children. This is typical of Fante's novels, it's autobiographical, and brimming with love, death, violence and religion. Writing with great passion Fante powerfully hits home the damage family can wreck upon us all."
"The Sun's so far away, but I'm still hot"
Thanks for the kind response here at LateNightFeelings. Now that I've attracted you, here's a little sales pitch. Sorry about the spam, but us starving (or at least mildly hungry)
Modern gentleman
"Modern Gentlemen is an anthology horror/comedy comic series published and distributed by Pleasant Productions. Each issue features work from a variety of Australian writers and artists including Dave Jackson, Andrew Gallacher, Pierre, Joe Coen, Jean-Luc Syndikas, Captain Gorgonzola and Thomas Kinsman. The content of the comic is typical of Pleasant Productions: puerile, immature, offensive and hopefully funny. Issue 1 was released in late 2007 and spread throughout stores nationally and internationally. It clocked in at 44 pages of black and white madness with a colour cover by Andrew Gallacher. Issue 2 finally made it's way to the press in early 2009 and is currently making the rounds at stores. Issue 2 welcomes the arrival of writers Gorgonzola and Kinsman, and new artists Pierre and Joe Coen. It also features special guest artist Ross Radiation. Pleasant Productions considers issue 2 a massive leap in quality compared to the first. If you like dirty jokes, questionable morals and foul mouthed character, then this is the filthy rag is for you! Throw out your copies of Viz and go grab yourself an issue of Modern Gentlemen!"
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Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Grrrr.
Thanks to everyone who voted for the claws challenge. Congratulations to Vivi! You are the best at making claw poses
Asian Poses . com
lego an the block
"You know what's really exciting about video games is you don't just interact with the game physically -- you're not just moving your hand on a joystick, but you're asked to interact with the game psychologically and emotionally as well. You're not just watching the characters on screen; you're becoming those characters."
NINA HUNTEMANN
Monday, December 7, 2009
Final Flesh
"Final Flesh is a film by Vernon Chapman, one of the creators of PFFR, Xavier: Renegade Angel and Wonder Showzen. He screened the film last night in LA to a packed house at the Silent Movie Theater. The films set-up is this: There are porn companies online that do custom porn. You can send in whatever your fantasy is and they will act it out, record it, and send you the tape. Well, Vern wrote a series of absurd scripts for the porn actors to do- weird and bizarre shit, no sex. He made it so the actors thought he would be getting off on it- not turning their videos into art films. He presented the films exactly as he received them- the companies did all the titling and editing. The result is very twisted, often times gross, and always funny. The film is in four parts. The first begins with three black actors talking around a table moments before the Atom Bomb is about to drop. One of the ladies goes into the shower and pours a jar of ‘neglected children’s tears’ over herself in an erotic manner. Read into this what you will… She goes on to give birth to a piece of raw meat that she breastfeeds. And that’s just the beginning; the parts get progressively crazier from there. Check out the DVD that will be released by Drag City later this year.I couldnt find any images online from the film so I just put the PFFR logo... "
Shrooms
Bear (Owsley) Stanley: Considered by many as one of the underground legends of the sixties counterculture, Bear Stanley was the best acid chemist of his generation, turning on heads from the Haight Ashbury, to the Beatles and beyond. Bear was a minor participant in the Acid Tests of Ken Kesey and the Merry Pranksters. He was the first underground cook to produce high-purity LSD in the 1960s, when it was legal, including the famous White Lightning and Monterey Purple. Nowadays Stanley denies his heroic status, and spends time in Far North Queensland working on sculptures, and writing essays on various subjects.. He is renowned for his contribution to sound engineering, particularly working with live gig iconoclasts, the Grateful Dead, and perfecting the idea of on-stage monitors and high quality PAs. A tireless archivist, he kept a 'diary' of his front-of-house mixes, including hundreds of Grateful Dead performances, and has seen the release of a number of albums from his "sonic journal" tapes of PA mixes. [www.thebear.org]
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Canarsie Arties Brigade
Cause back to before zodiacs, sharpshooter, top of the pack
I keep it poppin' like I'm thrown in Iraq
Y'all know the cults back, the most hated with the sickest flow
Control freak handin' out cups like I was Jim Jones.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Successfull.
Checked and opened by quarentine
Wonder what they thought about the anal beads!WTF? nah, its a promotional thing for Choke. *Ahem
Three stickers and a signiture. Oh, Sheet.
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