Posted by: Michael J on 04-30-08:
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Posted by: Frog on 03-30-08:
k revel everyone is not arol, only arol is arol, you win. the point is that the truth stands for itself, so i do too, and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, which puts your tiny power trip right in its place doesnt it. doesnt matter anyway. cheers.
Posted by: . on 03-28-08:
right, well i guess expecting that drastic of a process acceleration isn't rational is it. *shrug* well if it makes any difference,I myself as Steve,am NOT a wound up nature show host or school shooter or some random person who cant manage to get off their ass without external encouragement or anyone else I killed who's name was Steve.THAT Steve is DEAD in the final context of the word and no one in their RIGHT MIND cares, to continue identifying with him as a living being.This is ludicrous.
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Penisgeek Chrestomathy: The Essential Cubicle Nosepicker
The Till Action Science Media Laboratory presents:
Penisgeek Chramathia
Screams from the cubicle (songs about myself and other dorks)
I worked on the music for Penisgeek almost two years. Not that it was a huge
task, or that I glommed over perfection. I was just traveling so god damn much
for work that I never had a chance to sit down and write. Other stuff happened too,
like getting married.
I actually had the first draft done in May of 98, where I
gave out a few copies of a 4-track recording to friends in Kalamazoo (I was visiting for Brent's wedding), including
my buddy Craig Verity, Jared Bryant, Brent Oberlin, and Mike Roche. Everyone gave me
a resounding "so what". Craig said most of the songs were forgettable. Jared said
the piano was nice, but the vocals were a terd.
I went back to the drawing board for over a year
and tried to pep the songs up a bit. I eliminated a couple
of the stinkers, retooled the lyrics, created a female character, built a storyline and
added the violin. I also wrote some new ones. The original song line up is as
follows:
1. The Long, Scary Porno Movie I Dreamt Last Night
2. The Dreams of Buried Children
3. (OvermanÕs) Clear (I will sew every seed that falls)
4. Drawer of Knives
5. Failure for Dummies
6. Demystified, Disenchanted, but Still Stirring Delusional
7. MomÕs Favorite Bum
8. This Invisible, Invisible Potion
9. She Made a Metaphor
10. Beautiful Like Me
Of these, "Dreams of Buried Children" was the only song that didn't go through
revisions. Oddly enough, that was the first song written specifically for this
CD.
As I write this before the release of "Penisgeek", I realize that everyone
may have the same "so what" reaction all over again to the revised album.
I hope that's not the case. I think its a pretty snappy CD.
I hope to get sound clips of the missing songs on this
site(even thought they are terrible). "The Long, Scary Porno Movie I Dreamt Last
Night" started with a buzzing electric guitar, and then had a Helmut-esque
bass line and drum beat kick in. It then transformed into a riotous piano number.
I was fearing losing all of my punk rock credibility with just a piano record. I
wanted the listener to have a heavy metal viewpoint coming into the program, even though
it was primarily all piano. I eventually shed this loose cover, and admitted to
myself that I had burned up all of my punk-rock credibility when I started rocking the
big corporate cock every day for money. "Porno Movie..." would result in canabalizing
any legitimate effect the remainder of the songs had. It had to go, along with any
ties to my heavy metal heritage.
The lyrics went like this:
The Long Scary Porno Movie I dreamt last night
She isolates the nightmares and the dreams
She shakes the pearl jam from the sheets
This boy, he's retarded, he musters six foot high
Pissed red piss, shat pulled fist, wrist stumped kiss,
stakes his rape, spells my name wrong
God and texas, he reeked one bath away from murder. And Jesus,
Purple grabs purple prick while he tries to Piss,
I dont drink no pepsi, i dont steal no pennies,
i dont bother mother, another bitter mother
my wife is trying to scream
To agregate the nightmares and the dreams
It's coming together, a boy retarded and relieved,
me, little naked me, still twisted in the sheets.
I love myself and I like to show myself how much I love myself
and the crowd goes wild, oh Yea!
even though I fight, I can't shake
the long, scary porno movie I dreamt last night
Another stinker was "This Invisible Invisible Potion". I wrote it back
when I was in Overman, and didn't know what to do with it. The original 1991 song
was called "I'm turning invisible" and the lyrics were aweful.
It's not really a terrible song, the thing just sounded stale. These are
the updated (read: 1998) lyrics, which are decent enough:
That Invisible Invisible Potion
I was choking on your fathers dentures
I slipped them in my mouth to prove I'm lecherous
I love to brag about my coup de ta
of every dumpy bitch that could smell my genius
and I must of shared the stage again,
why would you miss me
I must of drank this invisible invisible potion
Remeber when they signed my big promotion
crowning, on the side, my heroic devotion
I love to brag about the coup de ta
Of every drunken jackass who was struck with ambition
and I must of shared the stage again,
and I wonder how...
you could miss the prettiest collection of my obsessions
And who could miss the daring mix of all my cataloged dimensions
but its my feelings, my feelings that betray my starry eyes
and failing, jesus failing scares the shit right out of me
I mean, the POV of this SOB rings as high as they can hang
And the workmanship and honesty could be modeled by a king
and those feelingss, those feelings of standing six inches high
and failing, jesus, failing, scares the shit right cout of me
failing, trailing, bailing, ailing, I am feeling OK, Yahoo!
and I must of been there,
why would you miss me
I must of drank this invisible invisible potion for you!
This song was so dumb it didn't even make the first draft. It's called "The
Proof of Gravity", and will be forever in development.
The proof of gravity disolving wants to make some sparks, filling shopping carts
full of grocerys, vacuuming stinking little parts, corner sweep the cracks
Falling, apples smash down. Hallways filled with animals
The proof of gravity makes its case buying razor blades, she's trying to shave her legs
in the bathtub, one leg up, balance makes her rock while she tries to shave
Push her through the elevator, don't berate her, just evade her
Push her through the elevator,
crying with sweet success
Hallways fill loud with animals
Push her through the elevator, push down push down
The proof of gravity helps explain umbrellas for the rain, and helmets for our heads
Once they went to driving, little rich coniving kids to school, those fools,
Couldn't count to twenty, couldn't add thier money to buy thier milk.
They paid the boys to tie thier shoes.
The boys got lucky. pulling glimpsies from beneath thier skirts.
They fell in line and sang...
Push them through the elevator, don't spank them, just pet them
Push them through the elevator, push down. Push down.
The proof of gravity craddling every drop they drink, Hodus takes the knife
Cutting through the neck, unlucky duck that makes the grade, salting crispy wings
Apples in the salad, walnuts in the stuffing live to warm the souls, the hearts, the minds
Loving little children, happy little children find there stockings full,
of toys and candy
The proof of gravity is most noticable when apples fall from trees
All in all, I think everything came out OK. We couldn't do all the violin and
back-up vocals that were planned because we just ran out of time. Luckily, everything
that was "essential" made it on. For the next one, what ever it may be, it would
be nice to take a year for revisioning after the first draft is done. But then again,
that certainly makes for a long production schedule. We'll see.
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Posted by: Michael J on 04-30-08
You're Welcome
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Posted by: Frog on 03-30-08
k revel everyone is not arol, only arol is arol, you win. the point is that the truth stands for itself, so i do too, and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, which puts your tiny power trip right in its place doesnt it. doesnt matter anyway. cheers.
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Posted by: . on 03-28-08
right, well i guess expecting that drastic of a process acceleration isn't rational is it. *shrug* well if it makes any difference,I myself as Steve,am NOT a wound up nature show host or school shooter or some random person who cant manage to get off their ass without external encouragement or anyone else I killed who's name was Steve.THAT Steve is DEAD in the final context of the word and no one in their RIGHT MIND cares, to continue identifying with him as a living being.This is ludicrous.
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Posted by: seventh cloners cloners clone's clone of a seventh cloners cloners clone's clone's clone on 03-19-08
everything is enchanted. enchantment is the more melodic synonym of entropic gravity touching closer to its etheric nature as you see it takes the cemetary out of the song in essence linguistically. take, for example, my radio. it's an inexpensive cd player and am/fm model with no tape player and no clock- i had the option to let my mom get me a pricier model because it was a birthday gift but the other model was unaesthetic. the brand name printed on it demanded attention. this little guy doesn't ask me to look at it. after my mom bought it for me i gave it back then bought it off her, which sounds like nonsense maybe but thats what i had to do for it to be mine. now its in my aparment sitting on the microwave, plugged into the wall (the radio is, not the microwave), but i never use it, nor do i intend to. i never turn it on. i don't own any cds and i'm not interested in the radio stations. it's just important, for some reason, that that thing is there. it's existence and presence in my apartment in and of itself is the manifested expression of the radio station i'm listening to, the radio, at least that part of it that is there merely to act as a mental reference point to the radio, to itself, to the essence of the here and now that is the true raw nature of time as it would otherwise be forgotten in the false context of memory. there is no music that is richer than this. there is no signal stronger than silence as all sound is contained within it. everything is enchanted by silence. the strength of an existences enchantment is measured by the strength of its silence. this is true for all of existence including within the context of music as expressed in the wake of silence.
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Posted by: i agree on 03-17-08
revel is a coward on an ego trip. no argument there at all. i am you as you are he and you are me and we are all NOT -that- guy revel.
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Posted by: . on 03-17-08
there's obviously a direct connection between time travel and the dimensions. when a person time travels the first thing that happens is that they effectively erase their original timeline, so there has to be somewhere for te traveller to be wen their originating timeline is gone, and that is the dimensions/dimensional existance, which is the same as the place refered to as the other side, which is accessable by degree of indisposal to physicality, of course. it i by order of the cessation of interest in the expression of the local timeline that the traveller is imparted visibility within this field, and this process may be expressed in varying degrees of speed. the traveller for example may wish to sift bulk from their observed expression or to purge it, perhaps in haste, which would lengthen the process, as more bulk would then be created while attempting to escape entropic gravity which no one can do on the other side or on this one.
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Posted by: Emmanuel Teijeiro. Original creator of homestarrunner.com on 02-11-08
so i was like "i sure am the original creator of homestarrunner.com and i don't give a fuck who your two brothers think they are". and that was that.
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Posted by: frog on 02-08-08
in response to "black lentil"'s prattle about sporky:
dude, how are you going to say that it's SAD that a kid named after a plastic fork and spoon combination i ate parfaits from kentucky fried chicken with when i was the same age he was when we were both on the farm does better growing up in the mainstream, using a username that's just a ripoff of kira's, and an incoherent one at that, and expect to be taken seriously? i mean, by anyone intelligent, obviously you succeeded in shutting down the thread and making a spectacle of hipforums moderatorship, but that's beside the point. or is it. heh. nevermind. good job genius.
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Posted by: post regarding revel's ego trip in zendik forums on 01-28-08
Revel: (clears throat) Everyone (in the context of this dicussion) IS Arol, and everyone else here for that matter. You ARE a weak masochistic conceited bitch, and a failure at life. I AM intelligent and confident enough not to bother wasting my time either advising or commanding you to "get some class" as I DO recognize the boundary between my responsibility and yours, and that IS the reality you have to face every day of your life, waking or sleeping. I AM the winner of that and any other existing argument for that matter, and I AM at this moment as these words are spoken, a better zendik than you, a better man than you, and a better person than you, BECAUSE my response to life is YES, to knowing that the one bearing the devils advocate excuse is the fool, the martyr, the retard, and the loser, being yourself, in that matter, of course. Cheers (to me). Blan.
Frog
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Posted by: whats wrong with my name on 01-25-08
god IS us, and wether or not i care about you doesn't need to be ADVERTISED. this dilema is the foundation of the zendik cult, which is founded and led psychically by me simply because i bear that name, and am conscious of it's fallacy, and THAT's what's behind zendik. That's the whole thing.
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