Budapest/Hungary fall 2015, industrial district, hypogeal quarters (“sedition station”), nemesis pariah sage Kikanju Baku & a rogue-cell of Anti-Listener enthusiasts/stentorians are gathered on the cusp of a seismically dramatic, irreversible eruption & parturition that is about to be realized in retaliation to institutionized injustice, mega-malfeasance, hyper-hypocrisy, deliberate degeneracy, rampant nonchalant corporate, fiscal & political criminality/financialization/misrule/usury, automation, technological encroachment & dehumanization, truth-impairment, anthropocentrism & catastrophe-consignment (particularly as perpetrated by the Western World). A radical rebuke/repudiation/retaliatory-reflex to explicitly inveigh “economic growth” & “development” along with Globalization, called-out for the fucking mega disaster/super-nadir that it is. Continue reading Nabeg – Apoplexy, Flensecore, Fray, Riot-Gear & the Enclave for Aberrational Expostulation:
Some ol’ sunken treasure dug out the dunes –しぬ マザーファッキング うじむし (Shinu Mazafakingu Ujimushi), a discontinued London based Grindcore duo featuring Kikanju Baku & his assailant Chinpira from 2001-2002 ,vaulting hella’ fast, raging-youth, vivacious, agile Manga/Kung-Fu Grindcore with a delicious saber-sharp stylish élan. Continue reading しぬ マザーファッキング うじむし (Shinu Mazafakingu Ujimushi) – Natsumi Pax a Micro Uzi in Her Lunchbox ep:
Ok, so major news delivered by belated trajectory! In 2015, the historic Industrial-Noise-Electronics savant Illusion Of Safety was permanently dissolved by it’s core exponent – Dan Burke! that’s over thirty years of dedicated, proliferous morphism, sleight-of-sound & profundity rolled into the casket…without adequate explanation (I could not extract any cogent/definitive reason for this drastic decision from the man himself). I am unaware of the precise timing Continue reading Exit the Illusionist:
Exit an extrovert! A little more quietly than I would of liked, Alphonse Mouzon drop-kicked the bucket the other day. Mouzon was one of the best & most quintessential of the 70’s “Power Drummers” who vied for the Fusion throne with peers Michael Nerada Walden, Billy Cobham & Tony Williams. He played with Fusion mega-group of sorts Eleventh House along with electric guitarist Larry Coryell, a patchy as fuck but occasionally excellent & exhilarating collective that seem to be both simultaneously Continue reading Mou Mac:
Ethnicity Against the Error:
If there is one label to watch in Avant-Garde Jazz (& way’ way the fuck beyond), it’s the primo-peregrine Ethnicity Against the Error! Continue reading Ethnicity Against the Error:
it’s always interesting to see & compare how well-to-do boroughs/districts of London deal with things differently from the more deprived ones. rolling back through effing Kensington late-night from the shisha-shack with my mad Iranian soul mate Roya The Destroyer, we come across – *ghasp* AN ABANDONED CUSHEON!!! some official has got over-excited & posted a “Environmental Crime Scene” sticker on the cushion Continue reading of dice & death-traps (demagogue at door-nob)
man! – i can’t stand public transport. it’s slow, unpleasant, ineffective & overpriced & i cycle or walk everywhere (have never & will never ever own/drive a car no matter what). due to a panoply of circumstantial misfortune & not wanting to rescind on a commitment, i found myself needing to take the tube last friday for the first time in about four months or more. various events through Continue reading The Human Cost/Decimation of Civilization:
further observations on London’s aggressive tree reduction/de-greening & public poisoning/herbicide. Continue reading death & dog-shit:
Graveyards! Wonderful havens of respite & nature-cosm’s in the shit-sty that is London. Few people, & a proclivity towards quite as well, just to heap cherries on the icing-wads. Old architecture heaving with character from decades (perhaps even centuries?) of elemental embellishing & beautification, ancient tilting stones, lop-sided from expanding soils wreathed in briars & festooned in ivy all choca’ with wild flowers. Basically, places of peace, beauty & solace amidst the soul braying contagion of this insane car-centric metropolis mishap. Continue reading Rest In Poison!
So my friend is being forced to move house (flat)! It’s one of those now ubiquitous “unscrupulous” but probably legal ejections that’s tearing sane minds & lives apart all over London as the residual vestiges of interesting people are expelled from the crapital due to extortionate rents & government solicited land-lord tyranny as part of the Cancervatives undeclared social purging initiative. Continue reading PURGED FOR PROFIT!