sometimes i don’t even feel like a human being, just a lump of meat/hair/bone/fluids that functions as a conduit for information. the “meaning of life” is essentially to pass on your genetic information… good luck with that. i am presently a pretty hard determinist and i don’t see much room for “free will” in the clockwork of the universe. but the question of whether free will exists or doesn’t exist doesn’t significantly change my conscious experience. i still have to put my shoes on, and it still feels like “me” putting on “my shoes”… i’m going in circles here, also i don’t believe that anybody actually reads this blog, i use it so i have a place to cache cool music that i want find and want to revisit, as well as talk about stupid shit like this to an unknown audience of nobody. having said that, have a great 2014.
awesome, somebody uploaded this entire record. a 1978 compilation of ultrafresh post-punk/noise — what’s really striking is how clean the production is, and how much the contortions’ frontman sounds like isaac brock++.
This song is courtesy of Stacy Medof. All rights reserved.
Literally Free* rap school.
Is it fair to call this protopunk? Musically I think it’s more garage / soul but Thunder’s vocals take it to the next level. I think the term “life-affirming” gets thrown around a bit too casually, but it’s hard to not apply it to a song literally containing the lyric “I’m alive.”
Classic. Still fresh almost 30 years later. Felt & Feeling! (Unrelated Weakerthans reference)
Post-“Waters of Nazareth” blippy distorted pseudochiptune electro. Rips!!