We are working towards an unmediated experience or social sculpture.
We understand that all systems fail.
We are concerned with issues of control
We wish to create and sustain a dialogue
This show is not in opposition to anything
Dogma, group think, and slides are boring.
We are aware of the futility of resisting stronger oppositional systems head on.
We wish to maintain a symbiotic relationship within the Leviathan
This system will be synergistic.
We will follow the ideals of the Modern Organization and the creative process
Open ended
Non-hierarchical
Organic growth
Chaotic emergent behavior
Non-localized
Free flow of knowledge and information
Chaos has order, as a bounded system. We understand that chaos may be shaped.
controlled chaos sounds good but defeats the purpose + oh appointed one + suckified, no-
beauty in the hole + we are all spectators
Here comes Johnny in again
With liquor and drugs
And a fast machine
He's gonna do another strip tease.
Hey man, where'd ya get that lotion?
I've been hurting since I'm up again
With something called love
Yeah, something called love.
Well, that's like hypnotizing chickens.
Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in the ear before.
I have a lust for life
'Cause I've a lust for life.
I'm worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a GTO
Wear a uniform
On a government loan.
I'm worth a million in prizes
Yeah, I'm through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With liquor and drugs
With liquor and drugs.
Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in my ear before
Well, I've a lust for life (lust for life)
'Cause I've a lust for life (lust for life, oooo)
I've got a lust for life (oooo)
Got a lust for life (oooo)
Oh, a lust for life (oooo)
Oh, a lust for life (oooo)
A lust for life (oooo)
I got a lust for life (oooo)
Got a lust for life
Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in my ear before
Well, I've a lust for life
'Cause I've a lust for life.
Well, here comes Johnny in again
With liquor and drugs
And a fast machine
I know he's gonna do another strip tease.
Hey man, where'd ya get that lotion?
Your skin starts itching once you buy the game
With something called love
Love, love, love
Well, that's like hypnotizing chickens.
Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in the ear before
And I've a lust for life (lust for life)
'Cause I've a lust for life (lust for life)
Got a lust for life
Yeah, a lust for life
I got a lust for life
A lust for life
Got a lust for life
Yeah a lust for life
I got a lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life.
Museums: cemeteries!... Identical, surely, in the sinister promiscuity of so many bodies unknown to one another. Museums: public dormitories where one lies forever beside hated or unknown beings. Museums: absurd abattoirs of painters and sculptors ferociously slaughtering each other with color-blows and line-blows, the length of the fought-over walls!
arrrrrrrrrhhhh!
Flood season rejuvinates. Flooding is chaos. Chaos is good.
yup...liquer and drugs; boy that NY Dolls looks tempting; I don't have a record player; 5:44; about an hour old -
Is it soup yet?
www.earthliberationfront.com/
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.
anyone who want to be involved in anyway...
johfrederson2000@yahoo.com
Fire in the TacoBELLLLLALLALLLAAAA....
dude
you know i like to see my baby happy
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got it.
we just have to go get the
"Fog Juice"
so this is actally happening. ...
whats next ... 99 luft balloons so we need a helllum thinggy i hear the disco balls are coming along.
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every night with my star friends
we eat caviar and drink champagne
sniffing in the v.i.p. area
we talk about frank sinatra
you know frank sinatra?
he's dead... dead!
ha ha ha!
to be famous is so nice
suck my dick
kiss my ass
in limousines we have sex
every night with my famous friends
nice
suck my dick
kiss my ass
so nice
vip area
frank sinatra
motherfuckers are so nice
suck my dick
lick my ass
in the mix we have sex
everynight with my famous friends
frank sinatra
to be famous is so nice
suck my dick
kiss my ass
in the mix we have sex
everynight with my famous friends
everynight with my star friends
shake your body like the dance
stupid smiles and autographs
this is a song for fans
shake your body like the dance
stupid smiles and autographs
everynight with my star friends
in limousines we have sex
motherfuckers are so nice
suck my dick
lick my ass
in the mix we have sex
every night with my famous
friends
suck my dick
Oh, baby, look at you
Don't you look like Siouxsie Sioux
How long'd it take to get that way
What a terrible waste of energy
You wear black clothes say you're poetic
The sad truth is you're just pathetic
Get into the groove just get out of my way
I came here to drink not to get laid
So why don't you just go on home
'Cause if you want to moan you'll have to moan alone
You'll dance to anything (x2)
Don't try to tell me that you're an intellectual
Cause you're just another boring bisexual
"I met Andy Warhol at a really chic party"
Blow it out your hairdo 'cause you work at Hardees
80 pounds of make up on your art school skin
80 points of I.Q. located within
Know what you are? You're a bunch of ...
Artfags! Artfags! Artfags! Artfags!
Choke on this you dance-a-teria types!
You'll dance to anything by the Communards
You'll dance to anything by Book of Love
You'll dance to anything by The Smiths
You'll dance to anything by Depeche Commode
You'll dance to anything by Public Image Limited
You'll dance to anything by Naked Truth
You'll dance to anything by any bunch of stupid Europeans
who come over here with their big hairdos
intent on taking our money instead of giving your cash,
where it belongs, to a decent American artist like myself!
You'll dance to anything!
fragility of cells and tissues- coded mirrors and hybidized illustrations
of bent and bartered chambers : filled with iron and vapors:
folding notions into a tight triangle of wisdom we will call a situation of haste: some salve [communication]
resivoir of gas and traffic :
thud of bass, and screaming bullets, hedge us : a holiday war zone of our likenesses avoided.
emotion displaced for some alternate locale: anywhere but here
and so near to you ” i am sick of myself wanting to hear you breath” asleep:
disguised as we are in our habits and preferences: uncompromised durations:
unending turmoil of skin and resemblance:
our thoughts locked on ideas aborted for instance and elegy:
appropriated guilt:
“not my generation” our
saviors are sold as binary swells:
tv and movies our childhoods’ retelling told:
rebels within : laged, searching for a dead decades caustic icons, and hells’: close to home:
what difference?
what shame?
you support:
the undoing of your experience:
no common interest:
‘ seen all the episodes:
cannot laugh over this sort of preposition:
above| near| beyond:
past perfect :
present tense:
future =formulas for assumptions:
what could | would | do
you mean by this stolen interpretation
of a tired moan:
can anyone come to this deal. I mean can i invite outside the solar system?
unesco.uiah.fi/
Re: Manifesto 1.0
"The question of whether HAL's chess ability demonstrates intelligence boils down to a question of how HAL plays chess. If, on the one hand, HAL plays chess in the "human style" — employing explicit reasoning about move choices and large amounts of chess knowledge — the computer can be said to demonstrate some aspects of intelligence. If, on the other hand, HAL plays chess in the computer style — that is, if HAL uses his computational power to carry out brute-force searches through millions or billions of possible alternatives, using relatively little knowledge or reasoning capabilities — then HAL's chess play is not a sign of intelligence.
mitpress.mit.edu/e-books/Hal/chap5/five2.html
MinMax (GamePosition game) {
return MaxMove (game);
}
MaxMove (GamePosition game) {
if (GameEnded(game)) {
return EvalGameState(game);
}
else {
best_move <- {};
moves <- GenerateMoves(game);
ForEach moves {
move <- MinMove(ApplyMove(game));
if (Value(move) > Value(best_move)) {
best_move <- move;
}
}
return best_move;
}
}
MinMove (GamePosition game) {
best_move <- {};
moves <- GenerateMoves(game);
ForEach moves {
move <- MaxMove(ApplyMove(game));
if (Value(move) > Value(best_move)) {
best_move <- move;
}
}
return best_move;
}
ai-depot.com/LogicGames/MiniMax.html
insecure about my figure
strike three in the bottom of the nigger
so she stopped paying the rent
Poison yourself w/ alcohol
Poison yourself w/ alcohol
poisson soi meme avec vin
the tide keeps the big fish behind the rocks
oh will you please come out
weight control w/ needles
he keeps ice in his vagina
keeps killer hair
Rembrandt painted sleeves w/ textures of rotting flesh
What did deKooning and Kline do on Long Island together?
Hershey Highway, Fudgepackers?
jagger/richards: where i live the game to play is compromise solution.
artist: you and your fucking business card and your fucking career.
THESIS FECES
At least I'm sweatting
reuniting weapons of mass frustration
moor beefy glued whopper w/ crashability
destroy all nations and unite people w/ similar smiles
Samson Agonistes Oedipus makeover
No more points, rotor or gapping cams on cars, all heaven has gone over to the La Leche system
God is still nursing on Satan's boobs, who cares
blah blah bath of worms and sable brushes buttery highlights
INTIMATE APARALLEL
You suck. Although I do like the term "Hershey Highway"
Reminds me I have ice cream in the refrigerator.
u know what ?
you just don't want some things in print.
that is the way it is.
Wow if you combine hotgrads link of "Islets" and Utopia with zips island pure spice I think you get less a negotiating table and more a gale force wind. Nice post grad. All you guys are just the tsunami.
www.findarticles.com/
Ha ha ha - sudenly up from 15 hits a day to 60+ ...and then....
digital Barbie
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doing a little better hear but those hot.fr .bg etc hits are gone...
lcdou:
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Been hard at work, but, ofcourse...we don't do modern any more; currently aging them,; but here is a peak at what you won't see:
Some time in the evening Jarek came over to play guitar.
he spent all nite programing songs into my iPod. He seemed totally preoccupied w/ old Doors stuff.
Honda Rhonda bought one of those elaborate utility kinves from an LLBean catalogue. Bounced around the loft fixing everything that didn't need fixing. Finally, w/ the pliers part, she grabbed Marvin and Sid Viscously tore one of those Planter's Worts from his Achilles Heel. It looked like a white Horse Radish Root w/ blood w/ sparkling white highlights. I thought only a painter would think like that.
Honda Rhonda invited everyone up to her cottage in the Catskills. She drove this new Suburu w/ at least 20 canoes and kayaks lashed to the roof rack. Colorful in that kinda hiking back packey granola in the tent nature kinda way. I know, a girl named Honda w/ a Subbie, makes ya think our minds r penetrated w/ blanket advertising. I don't mean real blankets i mean mass advertising. Stuck on 95 going n from the city, we all peed on the side of the road; gave the cells something 2 phone home about.
watching it rise ...
Rafting down the Delaware, passed all the shacks w/ satellite dishes and unemployed hickes shooting something w/ 22's, lifting a cold one, spell Vikadin. Vichadin? Serious fly fisherpeople contrast in wealth w/ the yahoo's. Makes ya 1 2 stand up and recite the pledge of alligience, allegience, fuk; anyway, w/ the god part. How many here have been brainwashed in God Theory.
Something 2 c.
When we got back to the Promised Land, we whooped it up a bit. The Prophet Isaiahaha powerwashed the deck, people in Manhattan would kill to have a deck u know. Tomorrow we have discovered the hiding place of Iggy Pop, another famous rock star from Michigan (Madonna, Bob Seeger, emenem, Dylan, Captain and Tenille). Off 3rd street, near the park.
Tonite's theme is Polynesian so we must practice our fire belching.
Dommer style, but while we r on the topic, this guy said we should drive out to the Burning Man thing around labor day. I heard it's yuppied out.
too hyped up
Don't look a gift horse in the mouth.
i remember bp promoting his stuff online here, twice, and both times it ended in a screaming matchdon't think it helpedsleep.
my proposal
Models and Artists
Kai Althoff
Helen Lundeberg
Raoul de Keyser, Suzan Frecon, Thomas Nozkowski, Uwe Kowski, Mel Kendrick
"Rowdy Remix"
Painter's Progress?
Foul mouth Art school, cream teas & roll up cigarettes
manet was actually crappy
Urgent
Obituary: The Death of Painting RIP
Explaining Art
David Rimanelli on giving his class homework
Tomorrow art?
What a wobbly world we live in.
illness and creation within a sick society
New Loop de-evolution
aesthetics are based on needs being met by an means necessary
Lawbreakers? Armed with only paint and paste? or More??
Is there any time when an artist should not show his work?
Near Death as Art (Danger!)
aesthetics are based on needs being met by an means necessary
Can art save us from this?
doubtful
mid afternoon, more like 20 after 2, sort a, it became abundantly clear that the promise of whiter whites would never be realized. No hiking trip through LLBean would ever deliver the 50 % freshness so desperately needed in the underdeveloped countries, as promised.
Mitsie said let's go to the park where that monkey was on the leash and all the umbrella's. Systems analysts morphed into computer massues's or muses or museums. Information replaces God in late 20th C. thinking. Binary oppositions implode Hercules force spirituality into Lao-Tsu's zone deference. Global combative behaviors synergized into Zoloft prescriptions. Pain control in laboratroy studies dissolves national boundaries. Increasingly border clashes between insurgents and Imperial troops abates as all mental energy is pooled under one cerebral hemisphere. Masturbation ceases randomized drug testing as sarcoma producing dopamines begin freely exchanging between hosts. Welcome to the new world order. Chance displays of organic growth disappear under mechanized agrarian practises. Tooth decays no more. The world retrogrades to numerical order. Drinks anyone?
One of the coolest shows I saw recently was this guy who would call his voice mail box and record tracks as the "message" from his studio using synthesizer boards, keyboards, ringin phones etc then he would hang up and call back and play the recorded message in the background and add new tracks- very cool in terms of layering sounds in new ways and a totally brilliant idea to stimulate the mind.
Hulk here.
Hulk think zip not zip.
Hulk think screaming make Hulk happy like fireworks.
Hulk already angry. Hulk make noise smash.
Hulk think remember Genius 20-20.
Hulk like cybershaman, think outside of box.
Digital not level playing field, digital make bumpy like rollercoaster hulk smash one time.
Hulk not understand web. Hulk finger to big type slow. Hulk not understand keyboard shortcut. Hulk make picture not right for sell design. Hulk smash. Why Hulk change? World must change. Hulk is Hulk.
cybershaman?
i've heard of the office shaman (john feodorov)
BB here - running into some technical problems..frankly..gerble shortage; got scard off or something. All should be well by tommorow night; stay tuned for our exclusive examination of presidential politicts:"The Year of the Double Negation..."
bb->n/krat
See - it doesn't work any more; they switched it all around; once again...just a humble punk...
nothing on; game boys have all retired, though I hardly watch the muscle car market; I've had to reach into areas I ussualy skip...hungry for the cyber fix: best I can do...
cgi.ebay.com/
I copied that stuff and put it here
www.brenthallard.com/
guess it ill fill up after the date
an hxttie you are really tuned in to what's goin on with these guys really great links you goinin for the swim 7/31?
Well some people try to pick up girls
And get called assholes
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and
So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole
Well the girls would turn the color
Of the avocado when he would drive
Down their street in his El Dorado
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not like you
Alright
Well he was only 5'3"
But girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not in New York
Oh well be not schmuck, be not obnoxious,
Be not bellbottom bummer or asshole
Remember the story of Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole
Alright this is it
Some people try to pick up girls
And they get called an asshole
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and so
Pablo Picasso was never called...
The boys are bored to wave the flag
The red, white and blue
And when the band plays, hail to the cheif
To point the cannons right at you
It ain't me, It ain't me
I ain't no sinner's son, no
It ain't me, It ain't me
Cuz I ain't no fortunate one
......... are born, so much burning ........
Why don't they help themselves?
And when the tax man comes to the door
The house looks like the running cell
It ain't me, It ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son, no
It ain't me, It ain't me cuz
I ain't no fortunate one
......... are born, stars ...........
................. the war
And when they ask how much did we give?
The only answer, more, more, more
It ain't me, It ain't me
I ain't no military son, no
It ain't me, It ain't me
TTG:
yamate!
cho nekko inu nekko inu
honto!
Domoarrigato gosaimasu
hiya TTG
toyko is coming to a cinema
near you
soon!
NB is publishing post prod. reel soon.
Jareth is living it.
Sounds good.
X
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities.
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion art empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample in empire down.
We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth.
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
the unveiling-
nyartsmagazine.com/
has anyone ever seen the movie 'spirited away'
zip- okii (heart)
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of a bright world dies
When day is done.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
Francis William Bourdillon
As you will know, my ears, in their own way, are comparable to Pinochio's nose; I don't lie, but they do extend, and shorten, depending on circumstances: Today - just one inch tall; and my game monitoring system says not :beep beep beep, but dirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr:
This is the best I can do for you:
cgi.ebay.com/
has anyone ever read the left hand of darkness by ursula leguin?
it's not about how women look anymore, dude, it's about how they FEEL
It's not about how women feel any more, it's about how you make everyone feel.
In Jordan Jordansen's painting the Disturbed house. From the Heritage collection, the husband has a prostitute on his lap while his wife dozes off, their legs are spread, as he ignores a dog eating from the table, and religious councilers wisdom. This depiction is the perfect understanding of chaos in the home. It isn't enough to depict the orderly house for fools must see the disorderly house to appreciate its full meaning. Are the modern or postmodern values different now than 17th C. Holland?
"Indeed, in his book Billion Year Spree - The True History of Science Fiction, Brian Aldiss describes the genre as an "all-male escapist power fantasy" and calls its writers "Philistine-male-chauvinist pigs" who work in the "Ghetto of Retarded Boyhood."
I don't care to speculate.
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"It's 2070, forty years since a devastating alien invasion was barely turned back, and the world is desperately searching for soldiers to lead them to victory when the "Buggers" come again. That's why they're drafting young children who pass a rigorous screening, and sending the best of them to the orbiting Battle School, where they are trained from childhood to be ready for war in the vertiginous reaches of space.
Into the unending pressure of military training comes six-year-old Andrew "Ender" Wiggin, who struggles to keep his humanity even as the adult teachers, rivals among his fellow students, and the strange unseen influence of the alien invaders all threaten either to destroy him or to make him into someone he can't bear to be.
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Thats "speculative fiction" right?
WelchsonnyoI find you again. Full of turmoil.
Frustration oozes from your every post. Sad.
The psychic in me sees a welder without any burns. Saddle-up pardner, and ride the range of your fixations. Time is being squeezed through the grips of hesitation. Giddyup!
welchy- if you were a dike- keeping with the dutch theme here- i'd say you were describing the sexual phenomenon known as lesbian bed death
were there lesbians in the 17th century? oh probably
'vulgarety' called for different levels of social decorum and symbolic language some of the earliest marks were pornographic that very very basic need to create and materialise the 'other'
hummm reallllly well how bout you slide on over to my pad
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Stretch Tucker. Have you got an insurable interest in me? If so where is my gallery wall, or my stipend or my pay check or my show date other wise; back off kindly while I enjoy the patois of these lumins.
Zipthwung; if the cultural morass of the 17th century were now it must have been presented over the revolutionary years and about the middle classes. The house of Jorgansen was an example of painting; The attitude of careless and not carefree.. The modern works of Picasso much more playful, not so didactic.
Out-Worn heart, in a time out-worn,
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right;
Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight,
Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.
Your mother Eire is aways young,
Dew ever shining and twilight grey;
Though hope fall from you and love decay,
Burning in fires of a slanderous tongue.
Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill:
For there the mystical brotherhood
Of sun and moon and hollow and wood
And river and stream work out their will;
And God stands winding His lonely horn,
And time and the world are ever in flight;
And love is less kind than the grey twilight,
And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.
www.artnet.com/
secretary promotion is starting up ; thats the great part about looping with the girls - you get your bones jumped by strieght guys (the own ussed cars)
This page serves as a repository for all the bits and pieces I am collecting towards creating a modern version of the classic 1954 work by Craggs and Meek: High Voltage Laboratory Technique. That work, long out of print, but available from good university libraries, provided a wealth of practical information to those interested in experimentation with high voltage, either for itself, or as a necessary component of some other experiment. However, back in 1954, they didn't have high voltage silicon rectifiers, nor were such modern construction materials as Teflon, Silicone Elastomers, and fiberglass structural components available.
By the way, I've sort of used 10 kV as the starting point for High Voltage.
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Tesla
nerds
can be
___
if you
let
them
smug out
while they
siphon
your
tchatchkas
always something to dust
and ignore
a mere 200 dollars can get u a lot of disco balls motors and lights.... at the right place
put em up spin em round nobody knows where they'll stop
Hope only makes you feel younger.
Somewhere around 54.
suposedly if you are an average looking girl you should hang out with a pretty girl that you sort of dangle in front of the boys to see if the boy is a dog or if he is looking for character and if you are a pretty girl you hang out with an average looking girl so that you can gauge if the boy has a heart and is kind to your average looking friend- capiche?
heartland
why don't you just move? Sell everything and move. Mail things if ya hafta. Cheap. And...have you seen my teeth? Gawdammit!
mmmummmblesmmummbles...theeth!
Carefully place and install the airconditioner.
No mistakes.
Yes to high voltage experiment, Hard rubber balls, copper coils not for moonshine.
Lincoln arch welders, six cylander.
To produce the lightening, rub two hares.
Two hairs rubbed.
they are erect. Now peddle madly start the lincoln! Point the lightning rod!
Do you suppose that Buddha knew the structure of reality, or the string formula?
Leonardo defiantly, as well Marie Curie. Point technology create weapons, religous fanatics create their use as justified under the laws of god. Transcendentalists are meditating on a cure for war, by rubbing to hairs on a rubber ball; All rise, please be seated and take the line. Question Do you swear, or sweat, too much? That's an answer not a question.
As Kant said of genius:
a genius is one who has genius and is not
merely intent on being a genius.
I think the Buddha had a similar relationship
to string theory and other schematic
models of the cosmos.
I'm not familiar with this hair and ball technique.
Is it Franciscan?
www.newadvent.org/
You could spend your whole life in the desert.
mmmm, caramel.
It's un-mediation by hyper-modernist for unsettling effect cause.
Buddha realized the structure of reality.
Rubber balls and hares. Nonsensical painters have a decidedly no-genius effect on me, and not at all unsettling
reserve.mg2.org/
manifeista 1.001
please don't ask
has anyone read manifesta by jennifer baumgardner-
i tackled that last summer after reading the feminine mystique by betty friedan-
i saw her on the oprah show- they were talking about feminism then and now with Gloria Steinem, and other pioneers of the feminist movement- kate millett and others and talking alot about the generational discourse between women- and jb was on promoting her book and the next generation of fiminist discourse- it brought me out of a fantasy world i was living in- the battle's over- and raised the reality of the generational divide between women- i remember reading it while serving jury duty- it was a very long book-
I'm not familiar with 'Oprah' -
I watch very little television, the occassional DVD.
What is 'Oprah' exactly?
i feel like you're dragging on the didacticism-
if you want to know who i sleep with- that's just not a conversation i am interested in having- for artists- life is! sex is! love is! the ambiguity allows for the erotic conversation to take place- action!
didactism is not in the asking of a question.
I find myself in the dark with many 'contemporary' references.
My apologies. And I have no interest in who you are
'sleeping with'. Many apologies if it is in fact with Oprah!
all right- i thought everyone knew who oprah was- www.oprah.com- the oprah winfrey show? you are tunnel minded and i am not interested in being probed- that's also been a turning point in my intellectual process- feminism and qt is more than about mixing and matching gender roles- you be the boy i'll be the girl- masculin/feminin- the cutting edge- the next frontier of feminism is sisterhood i think- in new and profound ways of bonding and non-judgmental support-
The outside world is 'another country'
for creatures like me.
I find the concept of heterotopia is of great comfort, even solice.
and i find the conversation with hot grad student yesterday's news-
The authorial voice
is a tad passé, I agree.
Other spaces are at the heart of this
thread I feel. Topos, differentiation,
place etc.
This is an amusing figuration of the idea:
videoout.neocodesoftware.com/
Ah yes! Oprah Winfrey.
And my Lord! Hasn't she lost weight!
As if pretending to not know who Oprah is will make you more...hip? Too immersed in all of those "good" books? Lame-game snob poser.
Think it through. Your positions read like a hahahah book.
Since the dialogue about painting has become more an importance than the painting, the BS is overdone, and all to settling are artists artists any longer or just Theorists, BSers looking for a new place to sit and nest and settle?
Dixiecups.
Not all of us have access to north american
Television channels!
And not of all of us even live in that part of the world!
Some of us do not consume much television at all.
I might confess, although I have heard of this
television personality, I have never in fact
seen her emmission.
The vale where I nestle is thankfully barren of
aeriels and 'dishes'. Although the internet is a welcome conduit to the 'outside'.
Brown-headed cowbirds are about the size of a red-winged blackbird. They are brood parasites – they never make their own nests or raise their own young. Instead, cowbirds lay their eggs in the nests of other birds (hosts), who then raise the cowbird chick as their own. This is fine for blackbirds and other large host species, who can raise a cowbird with little or no harm to their own young. However, when a cowbird parasitizes a small species like the vireo, flycatcher, or gnatcatcher, these smaller hosts are able to raise only the cowbird and none of their own young – a short route to extinction.
The cuckoo has this same instinct.
Why are we discussing ornothology?
Perhaps another metaphor!
"Herman Melville came to see me at the Consulate, looking much as he used to do (a little paler, and perhaps a little sadder), in a rough outside coat, and with his characteristic gravity and reserve of manner.... [W]e soon found ourselves on pretty much our former terms of sociability and confidence. Melville has not been well, of late; ... and no doubt has suffered from too constant literary occupation, pursued without much success, latterly; and his writings, for a long while past, have indicated a morbid state of mind.... Melville, as he always does, began to reason of Providence and futurity, and of everything that lies beyond human ken, and informed me that he had "pretty much made up his mind to be annihilated"; but still he does not seem to rest in that anticipation; and, I think, will never rest until he gets hold of a definite belief. It is strange how he persists and has persisted ever since I knew him, and probably long before in wondering to-and-fro over these deserts, as dismal and monotonous as the sand hills amid which we were sitting. He can neither believe, nor be comfortable in his unbelief; and he is too honest and courageous not to try to do one or the other. If he were a religious man, he would be one of the most truly religious and reverential; he has a very high and noble nature, and better worth immortality than most of us."
just got back from where crack is aparently made... killer deal on a smoke machine that other one just didn't pack enough heat... went industral partyed with car guy he is coming....
u should see the kitchen ! we look so hot...
ko off on a tiki touch mission brb
"All the pilgrims rushed out to see. I remained, and went on with my dinner. I believe I was considered brutally callous. However, I did not eat much. There was a lamp in therelight, don't you knowand outside it was so beastly, beastly dark. I went no more near the remarkable man who had pronounced a judgment upon the adventures of his soul on this earth. The voice was gone. What else had been there? But I am of course aware that next day the pilgrims buried something in a muddy hole. "
dance all day
dance all night
you only got
a moon river
to cross
-party dudes:)
for the record your fucked !!!
lol
dude this is SO ON !!
k pen...
just got today and was off computer all day lets talk about 47 and Jackson... lets talk about drunk driving while tausing a trunk of office supplies cabinates chairs included down by the high way lets talk about a black plastic gloryious red light disco ball art room
lets talk about a big bottle of tequila and all of our .... huge on the wall lets talk about ...
baby
lets talk about u and me
lets talk about all the good things
and the bad things that may be
zip heartland hugeblaze and Jareth
represent reperesntn
Hulk here,
So Hulk feel like maybe Hulk in over Hulk head.
But Hulk always over Hulk head. Maybe Hulk not over Hulk head but just feel. Hulk angry like maybe smash all the time angry Hulk.
But maybe smash over Hulk head? No, Hulk know smash. Hulk not smash dumb.
yahoo says kerry wants Bin Ldden's Trial in the usa:
I rode my bicycle past your window last night
I roller skated to your door at daylight
It almost seems like you're avoiding me
I'm okay alone, but you got something I need
Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out you see
I been looking around awhile
You got something for me
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I ride my bike, I roller skate, don't drive no car
Don't go too fast, but I go pretty far
For somebody who don't drive
I been all around the world
Some people say, I done all right for a girl
Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out you see
I been looking around awhile
You got something for me
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I asked your mother if you were at home
She said, yes .. but you weren't alone
Oh, sometimes I think that you're avoiding me
I'm okay alone, but you've got something I need
Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out to see
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!FIRE IN THE CHRISTO !!!
wes out call if you need anything
cheers!
while you're wreckin em
I'll probably be seeing "the village" because joaquin Phoenix, William Hurt and Adrian Brody in the same movie?
well, sister wendy, that might prove there's a God
(and his name is Scott Rudin?)
good luck tonite.
Wreck 'em all the way!
Wish I could be there-
I have a stack of RAWs
to convert to TIF
and ,who knows,
jpegs............
X
PS-ttg
this tokyo thang sure
has distance.
Check out Jerôme Sans
- DJ director guy of the Palais.......
i came
i saw 22-10, 23-???
i changed my mind and left the disco ball roller skates on the subway platform- the 7 local & went to ts to see spiderman2
ilny!
oh...not apropo I think...somehow...
cgi.ebay.com/
just kidding-
it would make a good story though wouldn't it-
trip to nyc to wreck'em with the best of 'em-
Mz. Penelope
"Search not for proof of the devine
because it doth live in your heart."
Representations of the almighty are
not common these days , I must
take a peek at 'Scott Rudin'
- for reason of research!
My favourite representation of the
infinite and almighty,in popular
culture was 'Deep Thought' in the
'Hitch-hikers Guide to the Universe and Everything'.
The meaning of life being 42!
Most amusing!
I'm off to see this show by 'Luc Tuymans'
www.tate.org.uk/
Not a joyous vision but many people are saying that he is rather good.
"Open eyes doth give an open heart".
McPherson grunted:"There's something about rich people...I get so tired of just killing their kids..."
hey ya boo boo-
let's go take a good look at what's in one of those pic-a-nic baskets:
www.sea-comm.com/
"What are you working on right now?
- Some reification
- I see, that's serious work, with heavy books and lots of papers on a large table
- No, I drift, mainly I drift."
www.artwrite.cofa.unsw.edu.au/
"These are, of course, the self-styled artists of our time. And I left that party with the one giant question about hipsters, one that I still have not been able to answer, the one that drives me to cringe at their very presence: How in God's name could a group of people so fanatically guided with being critically tasteful, possess such a profound retardation of taste? When it comes down to things as basic as conversational skills and genuine interaction these people rely on quoting Sixteen Candles and Evil Dead II. So you ask: How do I identify myself? I believe we define ourselves primarily in opposition to others, and since I don't readily identify myself positively with any group, my only instinct is to ally myself in the way that comes naturally: I am an Anti-Hipster. I don't know any other way to put it. This is to say that I struggle to find a mode of expression that does not rely on bending the mental refuse of popular culture (song lyrics, movie lines, advertising jingles) into some kind of ironic code that can only be interpreted by those who 'speak the language,' because I find those who speak the language absurd, and I find the language itself absurd.
www.hipstersareannoying.com/
This guy is gonna get shot.
they say god is in the details, sister wendy, so look closely
www.kinoweb.de/
12 years of catholic school and i still cant tell the difference between god and heaven
www.postdiluvian.org/
I give the orders here. Refucking pent.
Indeed, they killed Sweetwater, the only punk rock bar in Williamsburg. RIP motherfuckers.
WHO GIVES THE ORDERS HERE ?
tell me... just tell me what todo
you've got a cute way of talking
you got the better of me
just snap your fingers and I'm walking
like a dog hanging on your lead
I'm in a spin you know
shaking on a string you know
you make me feel like dancing
I'm gonna dance the night away
you make me feel like dancing
I'm gonna dance the night away
you make feel like dancing
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing ahhh
quarter to four in the morning
I ain't feeling tired no no no no no
just hold me tight and leave on the light
cause I don't want to go home
you put a spell on me
I'm right where you want me to be
You make me feel like dancing
I want to dance the night away
you make me feel like dancing
I'm gonna dance the night away
you make feel like dancing
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing
you take me higher
I'm gonna catch on fire 'cause
you make me feel like dancing I wanna dance the night away
you make me feel like dancing I'm gonna dance the night away
you make me feel like dancing
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing ahhh
you really slipped me a potion
I can't get off of the floor
all this perpetual motion
you gotta give me some more
you gotta give me some more
and if you'll let me stay we'll dance our lives away
you make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
you make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
you make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
I feel
you make me feel like dancing
I got so much love,
I don't know where to put it
I feel so good,
I don't know what to do
And I don't mind,
The forces of evil,
If they bring me closer to you.
Sugar
Now baby's in the kitchen,
And she's fixin' up supper
She drank all the wine,
And now she's drinkin' some more
She's cuttin' up the chicken
And she's dancin' 'round the fire
She shuffles her feet,
On the linolium floor
She says "we're starting a fire,
Electric demons in love"
Oh my
We're starting a fire,
Electric demons in love
Oh my
I went down, to the banks of the river
I went down, and I went for a swim
I went down, and then she pushed me under
And I can't remember what I did
No
Now I ain't educated but I sure ain't stupid
And I know what is wrong and I know what is right
Don't give your religion or your US government
I met my baby in the darkness of the night
I said I met my baby in the darkness on the night
I met my baby in the darkness on the night
Blood on her dress, and
She said you can't believe, everything you see
you are always doing good with 3 disco balls and a few smoke machines in the liveing room...
hehehe
Step inside, walk this way
You and me babe, Hey, hey!
Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on
Livin' like a lover with a radar phone
Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp
Demolition woman, can I be your man?
Razzle 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light
Television lover, baby, go all night
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah
Hey!
C'mon, take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky sweet
From my head to my feet yeah
Listen! red light, yellow light, green-a-light go!
Crazy little woman in a one man show
Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love
Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up
You gotta squeeze a little, squeeze a little
Tease a little more
Easy operator come a knockin' on my door
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah
Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky sweet
From my head to my feet yeah
[guitar solo]
You got the peaches, I got the cream
Sweet to taste, saccharine
'Cos I'm hot, say what, sticky sweet
From my head, my head, to my feet
Do you take sugar? one lump or two?
Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
Pour some sugar on me
Oh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
Get it, come get it
Pour your sugar on me
Ooh
Pour some sugar on me
Yeah! Sugar me!
know what they say-
i'd rather have a bottle in front of me
than a frontal lobotomy
Always! ("...there's rooms in that house I've never even been in...")
.............
Fortitude:
you guys still in the party mode some people are lucky!
Well Mr. Zip
you were quite right with your
intimations about 'Luc' Tuysmans paintings.
It was most dull, not 'uplifting' at all.
I really think the challenge of art is to
connect us with the infinite.
Not much chance of that admidst the mass
of grey canvases of Mr. Tuysmans. Like
a sea full of battleships.
No stainglass commissions for this particular
artist I fear and the fund is now at quite
a respectable level and I hasten that I think
we could even afford someone of his
'international' calibre. But grey stainglass
does seem like missing the point - rather.
I hear that Anselm Keifer is now painting
sunflowers, perhaps he'll be a worthy candidate?
Ive seen quite a lot of Tuymans and found it , well, opaque.
Going with Elizabeth Peyton for the divine.
www.papermag.com/
members.aol.com/
ag.arizona.edu/
Tender is the night
And the benediction of the neon light
Tender are the hunters, tender is the night
Penelope
many thanks for your link.
Mz.Peyton has more the sense of colour
for the north transept.
I do think less buttock would be the
chief stippulation.
+
PS
I detect more than a whiff of Boucher in the
EP reproduction. Both in terms of a
'rococco' handling as well in the
trajectory and the pertness of the
buttocks.
www.youthintelligence.com/
Thanks zip, i just signed up.
www.trendcentral.com/
www.franklarosa.com/
"If you want a winabego, ask god what color you want"
-Televangelist
"My father, a doctor, was an aggressive atheist who dismissed religion as bullshit and was happy to expand on this theme to his many show business patients. My dad used to do house calls, and he got a call in the middle of the night from Oral Roberts the famous televangelist, who had haemorrhoids really severe. My dad said: 'You call me at three in the morning - why don't you stick your own finger up your ass and cure yourself?" - Randy Newman, songwriter, Guardian
Billy Sunday (1862-1935) characterized himself as a "businessman for the Lord." According to Weisberger (1958) and McLoughlin (1955), Sunday transformed urban revivals into "professional amusements" by his showmanship and commercialism and played down much of the religious connotation associated with revival meetings. In his emphasis on large-scale entertainment and his streamlining of Moody's churches, schools, and missions into one single-minded revivalist corporation, Sunday developed urban revivalism into an ideal organizational structure for entering into the business of broadcast programming at the dawn of radio and television (Frankl 1984).
hirr.hartsem.edu/
Swaggart saw Gorman's small but growing ministry as a threat to his own and made Gorman's indiscretions public. This led to Gorman's downfall and subsequent defrocking by the Assemblies. Swaggart then turned his wrath on the Bakkers, whom he perceived to be his biggest rivals and who represented a threat in the form of "modernism." Whereas Swaggart was literal, the Bakkers were interpretive; whereas Swaggart adhered to the practices of speaking in tongues and the altar call, the Bakkers relied on personal testimonials in faith, particularly ones that spoke of financial triumphs in a talk-show format. Bakker was brought down when it was revealed that he had an extramarital affair with a church secretary, Jessica Hahn (although there were also financial mismanagement charges).
Swaggart, who initiated the complaints against Gorman, had the favor returned when Gorman hired a private detective to follow Swaggart and caught him on film leaving a cheap motel with a prostitute outside of New Orleans.
and
"In Melbourne, clothing companies such as Zoo York, Etnies, World Industries, Ecko, and Mooks are giving out stencils and stickers with their product in the hope that their consumers will give them free advertising by placing them around town. According to our local reporters there, these efforts are paying off, as there has been a significant presence around town.
Tuymans reminds me alot of Marlene Dumas:
www.icaboston.org/
www.gawker.com/
lookin forward to havin u here for good :)
and thrilled to be workin with yall on Manifesto 2.0 or is it 1.5 ... zip ?
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
Ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a goin' home,
My baby, she wrote me a letter.
I don't care how much money I gotta spend,
Got to get back to my baby again.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a goin' home,
My baby, she wrote me a letter.
Well she wrote me a letter,
Said she couldn't live without me no more.
Listen mister can't you see
I gots to get back to my baby once more...anyway
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
Ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a goin' home,
My baby, she wrote me a letter.
Thursday, August 12, 2004
Film Screening
The Films of Bruce Conner
Bruce Conner, artist
Anthony Reveaux, writer and critic
7:00 p.m.
Phyllis Wattis Theater
This special program features a comprehensive selection of the work of pioneering artist and filmmaker Bruce Conner. Conner will be present to introduce the program as well as engage in a dialogue with Anthony Reveaux. The program concludes with a question-and-answer period with the audience. Screened in conjunction with Matisse and Beyond and Between Art and Life.
The films to be screened are:
Cosmic Ray (1961, 16mm, b&w/so, 4 minutes)
A Movie (1958, 16mm, b&w/so, 12 minutes)
The White Rose (1967, 16mm, b&w/so, 7 minutes)
Breakaway (1966, 16mm, b&w/so, 5 minutes)
Vivian (1964, 16mm, b&w/so, 3 minutes)
Ten Second Film (1965, 16mm, b&w/si, 10 seconds)
Looking for Mushrooms (1961-1967, 16mm, color/so, 3 minutes)
Mongoloid (1978, 16mm, b&w/so, 3.5 minutes)
America Is Waiting (1982, 16mm, b&w/so, 3.5 minutes)
Permian Strata (1969, 16mm, b&w/so, 4 minutes)
Report (1963-1967, 16mm, b&w/so, 13 minutes)
Take the 5:10 to Dreamland (1977, 16mm, sepia/so, 5.5 minutes)
Valse Triste (1979, 16mm, b&w/so, 5 minutes)
Assemblages by Conner are also on view in Matisse and Beyond and Between Art and Life.
$12 general; $8 SFMOMA members, students with ID, and seniors. Tickets are available at the Museum with no surcharge or through Ticketweb.com
You know, they all sound really good; don't tempt me - all my ex-friends...you know how it is; the go fagola; the all fucked my ex-girl friends; ny's like that ...you never go back; feel free to tell me more; Keneth Anger festival in the cards?: I'm ready and willing to finish Kuston Kar Kamandos - I have both the cute ass AND access to the right sort of cars...
in the mean time: page updated; looks terribly decodent:
hl r u out thier ???
couch and allof us are waiting !! and did i meet sumone for u last night - gurl
sys ;)
There's things that you guess
And things that you know
There's boys that you can trust
And girls that you don't
There's little things you hide
And little things that you show
Sometimes you think you're gonna get it
But you don't and that's just the way it goes
I swear I won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
I don't need no bible
Just look in my eyes
I've waited so long baby
Now that we're friends
Every man's got his patience
And here's where my ends
I want your sex
I want you
I want your.....sex
It's playing on my mind
It's dancing on my soul
It's taken so much time
So why don't you just let me go
I'd really like to try
Oh, I'd really love to know
When you tell me you're gonna regret it
Then I tell you that I love you but you still say NO!
I swear I won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
I don't need no bible
Just look in my eyes
I've waited so long baby
Out in the cold
I can't take much more girl
I'm losing control
I want your sex
I want your love
I want your.....sex
It's natural
It's chemical (let's do it)
It's logical
Habitual (can we do it?)
It's sensual
But most of all.....
Sex is something that we should do
Sex is something for me and you
Sex is natural - sex is good
Not everybody does it
But everybody should
Sex is natural - sex is fun
Sex is best when it's....one on one
one on one
I'm not your father
I'm not your brother
Talk to your sister
I am a love
C-c-c-c-come on
What's your defintion of dirty baby
What do you consider pornography
Don't you know I love it till it hurts me baby
Don't you think it's time you had sex with me
What's your defintion of dirty baby
What do you call pornography
Don't you know I love it till it hurts me baby
Don't you think it's time you had sex with me
Sex with me
Sex with me
Have sex with me
C-c-c-c-come on.
Go back to school and become a mechanic. u poetry suketh.
go get laid & call me in the morning-
life is more than a mental exercise
are you acutally some bullshit asshole who doesn't get that those are lyrics .. .
zip is so sitting across the room from me working on video and not online
Sugar pop
Funky pops
Coffee, tea or me, baby, touché ole
My opening line might be a bit passé
But don’t think that I don’t know what I’m feeling for you
‘Cause I got a vibe on you the first time that I saw you, saw you
I need your love and I won’t bring no pain
A little birdie told me that you feel the same
I’m for the real and for you I’m true blue
Let’s make a deal, sugar, all I want to do is be your one and only lover
I just want to be your lovergirl
I just want to rock your world
Hey...hey...hey...
Hook, line and sinker baby, that’s how you caught me
My second verse might be a bit old hat
But don’t think that I don’t know what it’s doing to me
‘Cause I got a vibe on you the first time you saw through me, through me
I need your love and I won’t bring no pain
A little birdie told me that you feel the same
I’m for the real and for you I’m true blue
Let’s make a deal, sugar, all I want to do is be your one and only lover
I just want to be your lovergirl
I just want to rock your world
Hey...hey...hey...
I just want to be your lovergirl
I just want to rock your world
Hey...hey...hey...
Baby, let me groove you
Let me groove into your love
I just want to be your lovergirl
Let me prove it to you
Baby, let me rock your world
I just want to rock your world
Baby, let me soothe you
Let me smooth into your love
I just want to be your lovergirl
Let me prove it to you
Baby, let me rock your world
I just want to rock your world
Coffee, tea or me, baby, touché ole
My opening line might be a bit passé
But don’t think that I don’t know what I’m feeling for you
‘Cause I got a vibe on you the first time that I saw you, whoa...
When the push comes to shove
And you need a little love
Let me put some rock into your world
Call me up don’t be shy
For my love will make you high
I just want to be your lovergirl
so y'all are on 2.0 now!
don't u just love summer!?
;)
www.beto.net/
"She said, “I don't care what you do for a living.” / She said, “I don't care what kind of car you drive.” / “All I want to know right now is what do you believe in? / And what it means to you to be alive / Will you stand here in this fire with me? / Are you ready for another life?” / So I bit that bullet and I took that vow / And everything is different now"
"I make my living off the Evening News
Just give me something-something I can use
People love it when you lose,
They love dirty laundry
Well, I coulda been an actor, but I wound up here
I just have to look good, I don't have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear
Give us dirty laundry
Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em all around
We got the bubble-headed-bleach-blonde who
comes on at five
She can tell you 'bout the plane crash with a gleam
in her eye
It's interesting when people die-
Give us dirty laundry
Can we film the operation?
Is the head dead yet?
You know, the boys in the newsroom got a
running bet
Get the widow on the set!
We need dirty laundry
You don't really need to find out what's going on
You don't really want to know just how far it's gone
Just leave well enough love
Eat your dirty laundry
Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're up
Kick 'em when they're down
Kick 'em when they're stiff
Kick 'em all around
Dirty little secrets
Dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers in everybody's pie
We love to cut you down to size
We love dirty laundry
We can do "The Innuendo"
We can dance and sing
When it's said and done we haven't told you a thing
We all know that Crap is King
Give us dirty laundry!
grunge is average-
the common knowledge
connecting to a vibe
grunge is not
high brow
high fallutin'
or serious
everyone can relate to grunge
cuz it's familiar
it won't stress your brain out
or stimulate it much
but you can relate to it
it turns on something inside you
that lets you know who you are
grunge-
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
am i the only one? (x4)
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
am i the only one? (x4)
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You're gonna stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
am i the only one? (x4)
Rape me!(rape me!) (x9
Monkey see, monkey do
I don't know why I'd - rather be dead than cool
I don't know why - every line ends in rhyme
I don't know why - less is more, love is blind
I don't know why
Stay
Stay away (x3)
Give an inch, take a smile
I don't know why - fashion shits, fashion style
I don't know why - throw it out and keep it in
I don't know why - have to have poison skin
I don't know why
Stay
Stay away (x3)
I don't why (x2)
Stay
Stay away (x3)
Monkey see, monkey do
I don't know why I'd - rather be dead than cool
I don't know why - every line ends in rhyme
I don't know why - less is more, love is blind
I don't know why
Stay
Stay away (x3)
I don't know why (x2)
Stay
Stay away (x3)
Stay away (x5)
God is gay!
the notion that parties can be works of art that party gowers are players, and that the long night itself can be considered as a raw art material wold be no news at a Jacobean masque or in a sixteenth-century Venice. I t is certainly as old as old as organized nightlife itself.
So cute jereth and zipper working earnestly together, much like Batman and robin. Gosh, who is the sidekick? And what's with the Kobain venue!!! I would place u all as Vines/Blink/Lincoln part type serious. What color r their uniforms anyway? Pastel, sorrels, chestnut and milk chocolateall warm tone stuff.
did I relate I had a blood test today? Battery acid, mr caustic. poison pirranah. And your all so sweet!
I like how Frances plays the comedy. Why can't life be like that?
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Aug 14, 2004
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kendra
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9pm - late
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10-93 jackson ave
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"One clear tendency is that recreative artists want to create. They want to creep ever closer to the creative center of their arts, making the art that others execute (by acting, directing, conducting). They want control over their own work, but they also, in the Platonic sense, want to move closer to the pure essence of art, the noumena, and escape its distorted outer trappings, or phenomena.
If you think of the arts as a kind of bull's-eye pattern, the center is creation, and the outer rings represent successive degrees of re-creation and enablement. Outside the creators are the performers, and beyond them lie backstage workers of one kind or another, and last are administrators, donors and critics, huddled together on the outermost circle. Those on the outside want to inch in toward the bull's eye.
Quite apart from the need for security, the kind obtained by a good salary or a collegial workplace, success is seductive, and the more successful you are, the more easily are you seduced. Why lock yourself up in some little Alpine cabin (Mahler) when you could be out grabbing glory as a conductor at summer festivals? Why risk failure as a director when you can pull in another $15 million or $20 million, along with points, as the star of yet another mindless action picture (or worse yet, a good one)?
Hell is good. Fire up the BBQ
But what Faust really embodies, as an Angel puts it in the final scene, is striving itself, however restless, however neurotic. To do our best, we have to be neurotic, even unhappy — the essence of the Romantic artist. The Angel says, "Whoever strives constantly, we can redeem."
true belivers - and i welcome u - after the pain - u come 4 me - and i welcome u - feel the thrill - forget yr pill - true belivers are we - my love is 4ever i am here - 4 u and my u i mean us...
He roller coaster
He's got early warning
He's got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good looking 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together
Right now
(hook)
(all right)
Got me feelin
(all right)
Got me feelin
(all right)
Got me feelin
(all right)
All shots down
(all right)
Got me wanna get down all night
(all night)
All right now
We're in the basement, learning to print
All of it's hot!
10-20-30 million ready to be spent
We're stackin' 'em against the wall
Those gangster presidents
Livin' simple and trying to get by
But honey, prices have shot through the sky
So I fixed up the basement with
What I was a-workin' with
Stocked it full of jelly jars
And heavy equipment
We're in the basement...
10-20-30 million dollars
Ready to be spent
Walk into the bank, try to pass that trash
Teller sees and says ";Uh-huh-that's fresh as grass.";
See the street pass under your feet
In time to buy the latest model get-away Jeep
So I fixed up the basement with
What I was a-workin' with
Stocked it full of jelly jars
And heavy equipment
We're in the basement
So I fixed up the basement with
What I was a-workin' with
Stocked it full of jelly jars
And heavy equipment
We're in the basement,
Learning to print
All of it's hot
All counterfeit