Month: July 2004

Music:
Firestorm (demo) – Earth Crisis
Do You Still Hate Me – Jawbreaker
This Is Mine – The Angels Of Light
Run Run Run – The Velveet Underground
Hard Times – Ludacris

“I know you’re hurting now
but I can’t point my finger at
the words I should or shouldn’t say
anything
to take the pain away”
– Chalkline, Strike Anywhere

I hate where we are at.

I went and saw Righteous Jams, Desperate Measures, and Mental last night. Good times, way too fucking hot. Then went for some late night Chinese food with a sick crew of trouble. It was good to actually meet and bro down with Josh, seriously awesome kid.
I am running on a few hours of sleep, coffee, and lots of Hot Water Music.

Sadly Tre’s Grandmother passed last night and he will not be joining us at Hellfest.

Alright off to see my new girlfriend (the gym).

Dan Glaister in Los Angeles
Wednesday July 21, 2004
The Guardian

The American singer Linda Ronstadt got a taste of the acrimony of this polarised election year in the US when she was escorted from a Las Vegas casino after she had dedicated a song to the filmmaker Michael Moore.

Calling Moore a “great American patriot” and “someone who is seeking the truth,” she urged her audience to see his film Fahrenheit 9/11.

But Bill Timmins, the manager of the Aladdin hotel-casino, took exception to the introduction of politics into the Nevada holiday city.

“It was a very ugly scene,” Mr Timmins told the Associated Press. “She praised him and all of a sudden all bedlam broke loose.”

The singer’s actions, he said, “spoiled a wonderful evening for our guests and we had to do something about it. As long as I’m here, she’s not going to play”.

After her comments, dozens from the 1,300-strong audience left,with some reportedly tearing down posters. Ronstadt, 58, was not permitted to return to her suite and was removed from the building.

Watch This

This past Friday, Chris, Bexx, Nicole, Tre, Maxx Powers and I drove down to Wilkes – Barre, PA for Posi Numbers. Fun times. Way too many fights. Lots of good friends. At too much Taco Bell. Got some new jeans.
Got some new books…

Ishmael
Daniel Quinn
Ishmael, a gorilla rescued from a traveling show who has learned to reason and communicate, uses these skills to educate himself in human history and culture. Through a series of philosophical conversations with the unnamed narrator, a disillusioned Sixties idealist, Ishmael lays out a theory of what has gone wrong with human civilization and how to correct it, a theory based on the tenet that humanity belongs to the planet rather than vice versa.

The Story of B
Daniel Quinn
The continuation of “Ishmael”

Portable Nietzsche
Friedrich Nietzsche
This made the weekend more barable.
“Insanity in individuals is something rare – but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.”

“He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”

“The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.”

“Christianity was from the beginning, essentially and fundamentally, life’s nausea and disgust with life, merely concealed behind, masked by, dressed up as, faith in “another” or “better” life.”

I scored this badass last night…
seriously I am obsessed.
Look at all these that I have to get

I will get to the iPod’s when I have more time.
I may just go buy one and play with it…

we have alot to discuss.
but right now run your software update and get the new iPod software.
I must sleep.

I think I am going to lose my mind…
I’m not the most posi edgeman.
Oh well Buske and I can walk around being angry.

I stumbled across a Black Sun sticker here in Salem. The Black Sun is a sneaky swastika mainly used buy esoteric and occult nazi’s. Some Nazi pilots toward the end of the war in 1945 painted the black sun symbol on their aircraft. The black sun had significance as the primal source of life and power, harking back to Blavatsky’s Secret Doctrine, which proto-Nazis mined for esoteric information. Erich Halik, a Swiss engineer and a member of the Vienna circle of Fascists surrounding Wilhelm Landig (1909-1997), was the first to link the “Black Sun” roundel insignia with the esoteric SS. “The alchemical metaphor of sol niger [black sun] was said to represent occultation, blackening, a sinking into the mystery of self-discovery,” writes Goodrick-Clarke in his book Black Sun: Aryan Cults, Esoteric Nazism and the Politics of Identity.

I am fucking slammed at work, so I don’t really have time to write more about it…
Do some google searches on the Black Sun and occult or swastika and some very interesting thing come up indeed.

…to express my disappointment with a world that has never given me anything to cherish but the temperment of my own anguish and has denied me all but separtion from such warmth. – Arma Angelus

Music:
We Said Destroy – Death In June
Natureland – Amon Tobin
All I Had I Gave – Crowbar

Apparently my iPod nerdiness is legendary. PodUtil has selected me as one of there 24 nationwide Beta testers…

Music:
You Do – Aimee Mann
The Devil’s Daughter – Cat Power
Share This Poison – Razed In Black

I have never seen such a display of low rent mouth breathing trash as I did yesterday when Jonas, Thomas and I went to Ozzfest to hang out with some old friends, sadly we missed all there sets (Throwdown, Bleeding Through, Darkest Hour, and Every Time I Die), but when you play at 10:20 on a monday morning that will happen.

One of the highlights was watching a couple argue over the woman’s constant need to show you breasts. “Why do you have to constantly show everyone your tits. Those are my tits!”. She quited him for a quick second by letting him suck on one of them for a second. They where back to fighting in about 30 seconds. Some of the best qoutes-

“Why don’t I ever get that blowjob I asked for 1000 times”

“I want to take you home and make love to you 2 times”

“Why do you fuck him, and without a condom, that’s my skin!”

Then there was this guy

he fucking ruled.

Hatebreed was amazing as always, Slayer was Slayer, but the highlight was Black Sabbath for sure…
We partied back at the bus waiting for the traffic to die down. Watched Chris Lisk ride a mini street bike around in his underwear and aviators scaring the shit out of shitty bands like OTEP… we started a sick Playstation 2 windbreaker crew…

We said our goodbyes, we will see most of the dudes again in a few weeks at Hellfest.

I got a fucking ticket on the way home.
Improper turn. I got away lucky… a few well spoken lies to pigs can go a long way…