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Going to have to go with "In a World Called Catastrophe" and "Carmelina" Carmelina made me worried about the Audio of Being, just because it did nothing for me. Thankfully, the rest was awesome. I heard Weapon before Catastrophe, so I had no problems with Avalanche.

Going with the one I heard on my way home tonight: "When we were liars, things were seamless."

The 'Leave me Alone' When it comes to music, you are 71% Appreciator and 53% Consumer... So what if you like what you like. At least you're honest about it. People that say you have bad taste in music, probably just have different tastes than you. You know and appreciate enough to like what you like... so just tell them all to back off and stop touching your radio... and if it really bothers them, then THEY can drive. Heh. Figured I woulda gotten elitist. Interesting.

Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Stagger Lee

Oh man. Okay. This is going to be rough. Like killing children rough. I'm just going to mention some stuff I'm listening to a lot of lately, rather than try and seriously pick and choose. Tom Waits Mclusky World/Inferno Friendship Society Jesu Isis Mare A Whisper in the Noise Ermine At the Drive-In Murder By Death

Can't wait for the new Massive Attack to come out. For now, I'll have to settle for the "collected" stuff, and the song they did with Mike Patton on the Peeping Tom project (out in late-may) Boards of Canada tickles me a fair bit, as well. The new Revolting Cocks has its moments, as well. The Revcolution Medley is amazing.

Saw these guys on March 6th in London. After some drunken asshat spilled some beer on my girlfriend, Saul Williams took the stage. Absolutely love this guy. His stuff is just plain amazing, and it's bloody refreshing to see someone in hip hop having a message beyond "rims, 40's and bitches" NIN took the stage, and people clapped. Then nobody in my section stood up. At all. They just sat there in silence. And it wasn't even reverent, or anything. It was just lazy. Come on. They bloody opened with Mr. Self-Destruct. Anyways. I got up, did my best to get in front of the asshat to piss him off a bit... Or at least make him stand up. Lost my voice to "Wish" and welled up a fair bit to "Hurt" At the end of the night, picked up "Still" - amazing, amazing CD.

I played the hexagon thing for a bit. But I wasn't anywhere near "winning" at any point. It was rather sad. The old hand-eye isn't doing too well, either. I keep owning myself at Snake.

Fantastic movie, it is. Going to have to go with Fight Club, though. Just an incredible adaptation from novel to movie, in that both stand alone on their own merits, not just as an adaptation, but just as an excellent movie.

Wow. Agreed on the Survivor bit. Best Palahniuk I've read. Loved Fight Club, enjoyed Choke. Couldn't be bothered with the rest of his stuff. I'm going to try not to ramble here. I probably won't succeed. Chuck's work has always left me feeling hungry afterwards. Yeah, I know he's supposed to be minimalist, but there's minimalism, and then there's selling yourself short. There are many points where I just feel like he's allowed to give the reader just a little bit more than he does. A couple other authors I'd suggest to those who dig Palahniuk's work, but are maybe looking for something a bit meatier: Craig Clevenger, Stephen Graham Jones and Will Christopher Baer. They've got a collective messageboard together. It's a pretty interesting literary scene. They may be a bit darker tinged, but they definitely deliver in terms of writing ability. Just to keep from cluttering the place with an superlative-laden rant, I'm just going to suggest a book from each, if anyone's interested: Dermaphoria - Craig Clevenger (Hyper-hallucinogenic storyline, in which a chemist tries to reclaim his memory by taking an experimental new drug called "Derma" or skin. He woke up in the desert covered in burns with a single name on his lips: Desiree) Kiss Me, Judas - Will Christopher Baer (Think Raymond Chandler's noir with a contemporary facelift. Phineas Poe, ex-cop, recently-discharged mental patient, lost his job and his mind when his wife died under mysterious circumstances. Spends the night in a cheap hotel when a woman drugs him, and he wakes up in a bathtub of ice, short a kidney. This one morphs into a trilogy, but really all the books are fairly stand-alone, too.) Bleed Into Me - Stephen Graham Jones (ww.demontheory.net has a literal cornucopia of Mr. Jones' writing. He's unsettlingly prolific, and I don't even know where to begin. He somehow takes pulp and genre writing and makes it academic, without losing that delicate emotional connection between the reader and author. Good to see someone else braving Naked Lunch. I've read it twice from cover to cover, and tend to just rifle through it at random whenever the mood takes me. Same with Junky. I'm thinking about picking up Queer once exams are over with and giving that one a gander. Apparently it chronicles Burroughs' life after he shoots his wife in Mexico. I read Battle Royale a couple years ago. Koushun Takami is the author's name. Very weird book. I really liked it, though. I'd advise against the manga stuff based on it. The translation is absolutely atrocious. That said, I don't stomach manga well, for some reason. I keep having flashbacks to friends of mine in high school obsessing over sailor moon and feeling unsettled.

When I first heard The Fall of Man, it nearly shattered me. I was young-ish, and quite angsty, but I liked the imagery. I was in creative writing in OAC at the time, and my teacher was frustrated with me because I hadn't written anything "serious" for the class yet. So he challenged me to write a serious story for the final project. Had no bloody idea what I was going to do, until I went home, tossed on the Audio of Being, and the Fall of Man came on. Hit the repeat button and wrote for three hours. Not saying the story was fantastical, but I did well in the course, and I had a grand old time doing it. My second choice would have been The Bright End of Nowhere, but not for precisely the same reasons. The Fall of Man just pushes the deeper-seated buttons.