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June 27, 2005
these pants were made for walkin'
and that’s just what I’ll do!
This is going to sound sarcastic or, for the more earnest and doe-eyed out there among you my phantom menace readers!!!oh, I just remembered: checking my sitemeter server log stats, I saw that somebody from a teaching class at Brigham Young University visited this site today. cool! wonder what they thought! Also, somebody from a rubberstamp making enterprise’s website came and spent something like 28 minutes. Wait, hold on, I’ll get the full and real deal…[hold music: the whimpering, lashingly scandalous cries of pain, confusion, and joy as the pious piper Kenny G enters the ring with a female WWF champ (as narrated over the radio by geraldo Ferrari, previously known as Gerald Sands, a behind the scenes worker, mos def with a spade and a hoe…sans ‘e’, scratch that, and add a 10 of spades while you’re at it]
[meanwhile I actually scrape the hard gray organic/thorny looking pipe-originating appendages from the scraper metal stickstick, use the deep “PanaMano Canal”(tmR) [as I’ve branded that part of my body in order to park the domain hassle-free] and it’s long natural grooves to channel the dirty piecelets back into the blackend cajun and still open (true to form::that glass is really a gas) mouth of my pippylongsmoking pipe. I can’t say the recycle wasn’t well worth it, either, and not for price savying , experimental (just to see”“), or eccentric creds—the autumnal leaving was like a raking to bonbonfire experience, delivering a thick and heavy, sweet and numby, precipitate to inhale load ratiograpny.]]] okay, i got the data’s datums…
Married Mormons, discovering the joys of the world wide web’s blogWorld, made easy and accessible to working, practicing, time-strapped Christians the (first-)world over by providing the reassuring tagline “push button publishing” (we all like to push buttons, don’t we? especially each others)at http://wymount37.blogspot.com/ . Hope they weren’t too truamatized by the exposure (to the light that the lampshades over thieir bangs usually dampens and distances for them. Not quite sure how to reconcile the 2 page views over 0:00 time duration stats provided. One way we’re good. other wa we’re better.
I was just clicking through my other visitors referring URLs and ended up reading an LCD Soundsystem review on Pitchfork. I LOVE his “I’m losing my edge” trackhitwondermonster. and I love this just-discovered assessment of what he does “LCD makes substance from style, content from form, something from nothing.” In part, that’s my method, and maybe even, in parter, my agenda here with this divergent degenerative dishwatering. Most tippedly, using form to inform content, relying on style to help resurrect a trodden to death demon(ized)trope-iary. And if you want to go deeper/further with the reviewer, “That’s a rockist attitude, of course, but then LCD Soundsystem is a rockist fantasy: full command of the history with none of the high-caloric obligation to “meaning” or purity. Murphy even puts together a live show that out-pummels the noise bands a borough over.” I like the idea of this being more rockist than literary approach. More devoted / in service of the rhythm, the beat, the fun and the fuck all, the meander evocative, the invisible defycating (on) language, than an organized frontal nudist assault with ideals and schemas and programmatic filter tests for associative meaning makering. the maker being the elevated object by the meaning he conjures or imaging and sculpt-structures into being through the strategies and machinations of print layout conventions, convention conventions, distributive faddom channels, and a strict hocusypocahontus calling that limits one to loss and sentient sedentary seditious sediments. …I’m twirling again… no, to finish a thought, I know people have been over this territory before. so waht. I want to traverse it again. this time with some new year’s noise makers’. that’s my angle. I’ll out do’em this time is MY fantasy. Flip fantasia.
Posted by peligrito at June 27, 2005 1:24 AM
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