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William Henry Meung - 'the silhouettes of trees and explosions' review

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  You have artists and then you have artists . William Henry Meung is an artist. A prolific recording artist with a backcatalogue of works on a raft of thee coolest cassette LP and cd labels nationally and internationally.  In this instance it's ' chemical imbalance' r ecords..Whats going on here?  What am I doing? Rationating opinion yet again? Why yes, lets put this cassette on. First track - 'Jasper Bookends ' - the spirit of early Otago peninsula tape culture, lilting guitar lines, ponderous, not in the least onerous. Next track ' macrocarpas ' , darker now, the ruffle and squelch of wah-wah, finger pickings, culminating in a type of descending form. ' Gusten' is where the fun really begins as the feedback wails all sick and flammable, bleeds over dark brooding lo-fi line. My sense of balance is eroded here. You are called upon to throw your self away and this next track 'mxcdm +the fair weather friends ' bawks forward with synthetic d

bringer

Broke through, then it stopped.  The digital. Systems theory again, mentioned that last blog didn't I? Trite , I'll be bound.  Not much one can do aboot it anymore. So write on, write about sticking a tounge down someones throat and watch people vomit.  Its vomit worthy. Canada. The Skinny Puppy vector. Trust and Power - great objects.  Can I literally turn words into excreta. Yes, these words are a type of excreta.  Brookings Institue. All hypertext, so 2008. Its a joy to be outta-date, outta mates.  Joyful proxy  - purchased code and telnet subsystems - gag gag gag.  The old neo-liberal addage : If it's good enough someone will pay for it.  Someone one day will learn how to pay for it. Slap on a microfee for instance. A worthy instance. A broad field of microfees will and can be instantiated. Slightly buggy artificially intelligent baby.  'We are ironing out the creases' - 'flag crease'  The member : how it sits cradled within its pant. A source of constan

pander

 Pander ho! Trickle - has been noted tangle, out  glossary - a tenetative booker No node a story oh a story  gossiped out of ones own head so the no ego(alter) remains  bigger  bitumen 

unopinion

 Here's my unopinion:  No, don't listen to me - I'll obfuscate and I'll render truth sodden and opaque. In my unopinion special sauces are carefully guarded secrets, an type of switch, a indelible knotwork, a spool of vapour, a wave of silence, a battered and bashed sexuation, object : to say nothing in a world of meaning. Heres my unopinion : negotiation is demise. All talk is cheap. I tried, but just come across as some sort of hick, a type of buffoon. I love life, I love people, but life and people don't reciprocate quite to the same degree. You are masks, limits, boundaries and neurosis, you are frightened, you are agenda.  Heres my unopinion - don't dare give one - for whosoever giveth an opinion giveth a type of command - an authorisation, a type of demand, a forced situation. Who has the authority? who is authorized? A judge? A phd? A worker? A god? 

our post-human age / crown hotel review

 The reset. The new new. The newer new, just in yesterday, i mean seconds ago. Its a special newness, and it's authoritarian to the core. But we like it. It feels good. I believe thats what Zizek is trying to say.  What is value? I've asked that and probably did not answer it very well. Melbourne is in stage four lockdown.Auckland stage 3. Dunedin stage 2.  I'm gonna write write write my way outta hell. Sorry world, I'm a matt outta hell. Pleasing? Maybe. Maybe not. Ego. What is it?  Do I have one or not? Not much i can do about it now. The block is lifting nelly, it takes its time but it's lifting.  Review - the Crown Hotel is a pool hall . And a music venue. It is. It is a great place, with great photography and posters of all the Dunedin Sound acts from back in the day, and a denizen of gnarley locals. And its a pool hall. And there's pool being played there and the pool players can watch the band through a screen . It is a kind of paradise. Poolio. Portal

can't please em all

 Sometimes i wonder - do I come across as a push over? i hope I do.  when one blogs, it doesn't matter how many people read it - its the potential that everyone in the world could read it that lends it some sort of metaphysical weight. So, when you live in a small country like New Zealand, you really really have to watch what you say and REALLY watch what you write! I quit writing reviews a couple of years back but am thinking about jumping back onboard the ' opinion' bus (must be a bus - a loser cruiser for matty all the way) for dunedin 2021. And why not? Or perhaps better - 'why'? why do anything? Well, my reasoning is this - if there is an artist out there that deserves to be hailed, then they deserve en-hailment (en hail mon). But boy oh boy watch what you fucking say. Last thing I need is some sensitive ego punching me. My response would be weak. I'm not a good fighter. See, theres a gig tonight. I could go there as the mindless punter that i am, or i cou

absolute monism

 There were Indian philosophers in the 8th century AD who espoused a type of absolute monism. Many western thinkers 'went there'. Parmenides. Spinoza. Trucking . Logistics. you see, automation is the pitch for the 20s and 30s. Absolute Automation is coming home to roost and I'll tells ya, I imagine ill be gone before the trucks are driver-less and your paper work is roboticized. But boy, its coming. Oh golly, its coming. Will be the trade union conflict of the century, ill be bound.  See, all this talk and nothing is being said. You see John, thats the point. If my memory is to be whittled down to a little thread via social media i'm going to write the type of  nonsense that embodies the totality of what i can store. Dont expect much. A kernel there. A vile insult here. A repeating trope here. A slogan chant there. Chilling noteworthy muscle , a hard cage - a hard six-pack to slapper.  And thats the yellow of it. Yellow - thats the colour of knowledge. This special yell

network control

 To control the network remain lax.  to contort. to contort. to contort. to contort. to contort. special buggery. a nice type of some-such. You see when it is entered, it is embedded. that is what i call application architecture. Arsenal. And truth be told, a fire has been kindled underneath my hot-seat today. and i cant stop punching holes into this keyboard.  Is it , well , oh the power. No relevance, no money, no house, no assets, no car, no current marriage, no mortgage, gee im doing really well arent I, Mr Giuliani.  Remain lax. Use it. lax it up. Not much ado aboot it. Network power = network power. Our specialists. it is a military network now, a lil' bundle of nodes and speical services. Not much i can do about it really, I can point you in the right direction if you wanna take something doon. Like my constant posing. Like as i f i mean something,. i mean come on! i keep existing!!!!! i just cant stop it!! its all just A TALKS TO B really and thats it.  Power making - a big

domination

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pleasing them

 How it is done? Why, t'is an inflection, my son. A taut tounges-piece , loosened and tightened again, all the while keeping pace - remember your drum lessons son. a slow pace. that gradually speeds up. but remember! consistency is the key! keep it consistent. And rush it not. Neigh, some are fetishists, some freakish. Some will quiver and relent after but a sprinkle of dab, others need hours of tounge-work oh' drab!  This coordination requires standards! standards!  This progressive elimination, it is my favour. It is my personal gob-smackker, a lilith, a lulley, and plainchant, an evensong.  Power is an exercise, I power it up with flinch and wag, tish and dag. Hoop, and hopps belie. The relational capacity to place my will o'er you will. And Pike piked. Not more than a friend, but a special purposive dionysis on yer left shoulder.  Lets review  - neigh, not for the sake of illuminating local art practise, but for further en-vigorating and intoxicating the use of language

there's no pleasing em

Some people hold grudges. Cant call em daoists. Doesnt matter what you do, you just cant please em. They learn to hate you. They yearn to hate you. So, forget em . And forget the future. 

waiting for bus

Nought. That quantifier. Nought. That valiant quality. Nought. Or is it nowt. Out with the tendrils. They're sexually frustrated tendrils. No one will be ripped in. No one. "Your old friends are getting older , and your new ones dont know at all" king loser lyric. Poignant in this our socially mediated age. Dare I criticize the commies? Dare I criticize the fascists? What do we leave behind us. Just guff. Just excreta, fairest brown biologic mank. I wait for the bus and hope that some vision of perfection trundles by. One just did. Pity about the light.  Pity about my filthy cascades of scalp skinner. I'm losing my touch and it's called aging and it's too bad. Not that I got anything or any anything when I was on form so really, big deal. Makes no difference. Cake away. Choke don't. Spit it out the mank and the filth

guff

 Special gradient, special guff traversal. Inkling : hole. take the hole entry.  So , trying to reconcile our gaping differences, we poo concurrent.  So, trying to lick each others tounges, we beat upon our codlings, purpled, mauve, recondite. \

the aesthetics, blue cheese, gravvdggr, lsd fundraiser, crown feb 5 2021

 Bad guy shuffling against the wall with a slinking crystalline sheen .Bad guy off with the jacket. Douse it down with sop. Your sop = gug. Rules, you see : rules maketh the business world. Soundcheck was a smooth hyperdriven schmaltz. Hierarchies of need. Fervour, fervent generatives. Act the first was the conjeurer. Our GRAVVDGGR, vast swathes of chord, reverberant gargoyle of a  chord, like blast first. LSd funraiser wasnt having any of it because the sound could not be honed at the pub venue. And fair enough too. He bowed out, best for us really. best for him. Then there was the shuddering ululating death-knell that was 'blue cheese' , a NOWAVE band , the FALL , the delicate rumblings and headers of an 8 piece go go go go go grouper, is it a type of 'surf', heazer may have it so? it is beat music , a beat keeps the beat beating. The Crown hotel, a rocker of a pub venue, pie'd and a marvel of pool puissance. Albert Pike smiled. The French manuscripts yellowed in

the older writings!

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