Amesoeurs - Self Tittled

"Doctor, do you think it could have been the sausage?" Fuck no, it's France. A band with the same name as mine. Black metal with a buoyant blonde ponytail. Pop music with AT MOS FEAR... Split up due to endless fighting and riot acts right after they released this album in 2009. According to Amesoeurs, this piece is a "kaleidoscope soundtrack to the modern era." And strangely enough, I find myself unable to agree more. (And for a little niblet of history - Christian writer Paul Claudel was a grand supporter of Charles de Gaulle.)

lift off

CAN - EGE BAMYASI

"Communism, anarchism, nihilism." Bubble wrap and bicycles. Hemorrhages, psych wards. Suzuki (Czukay... am I the only person who finds this nomenclatural syncopation a coincidence?), spoons. Can is fucking awesome.

Drunk & Hot Girls by Kanye West Lyrics
Ra ra ra ra ra ra... brrraaa
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
Looks like that mami can't buy everything up
(We go- through too- much bullshit- to mess- mess with- these drunk-
all of these drunk and hot girls)
Driving around town looking for the best spot for the
(Drunk and hot girls)
Up in the club look at here what we got some
(Drunk and hot girls)
Stop dancing with your girlfriend and come dance with me
Stop talking about your boyfriend since he is not me
Stop running up my tab cause these drinks is not free
You drunk and hot girl
Lot of dangerous necessity that people seek without regard
To where they are,the human heart
is curious
above all things,
laa the lights are low
your eyes are bright
the music, makes it sweet delight
Its outta sight, I'm feeling right
your dress is tight
Ohhh waaaa oow, I want you right now
Don't tell me you sing,you bout to get a deal
(You drunk and hot girls)
Aaa aaa aa aa aa, that's how the fuck you sound
(You drunk and hot girl)
You only live once do
whatever you like
I thought I'd be with you for only one night
Now I'm with this girl for the rest of my life
That drunk and hot girl
We go through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
(A lil sippy sippy)
We gon through too much bullshit just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
(Want a little whisky)
(We go- through too- much bullshit- to mess- mess with- these drunk-
all of these drunk and hot girls)

YOU BASTARD

Thanks, Can.... Ra ra ra ra ra ra... brrraaa

WORMPHLEGM - TOMB OF THE ANCIENT KING

"You shall eat the flesh of your sons, and you shall eat the flesh of your daughters." Enter WORMPHLEGM! Nothing but a great fucking soundtrack for me to pack up from my old house and move into a new house to. It sounds like sheer back straining, utter box-lifting terror. Sitting down and slowly putting heavy things into other locations. Also, this is a doom band that plays in... black robes? Far out! It is anemic protrusion, anal invasion. Surrendeeeeeeeer...

charm'd

And here are three Satanic chants:

mutherfuker

I'm high and listening to Beck. This is so cool.

COLLECTIONS OF COLONIES OF BEES - BIRDS

"Make it dynamic!" This album is cool. Collections of Colonies of Bees has dudes from Pele, like synth bro Jim Schoenecker, as well as guitarist Chris Rosenau and rhythm section Jon Mueller (the latter two who did some work with Rhys Chatham.) I guess Jon Mueller now has a solo album out with one of the guys from Khanate... as well as one of the guys from uh, Wilco. Collections of Colonies of Bees is intertwined with Volcano Choir and Bon Iver, and apparently they all play shows together under whatever name they choose to.

suspensory ligament

The fear is excruciating...

APRIL 6TH.

AGAINST ME! - SEARCHING FOR A FORMER CLARITY

Yessir, 'nevitable brainworms with no way to decide. This butt hole is the best thing that ever happened to me. I am emerging from this experience more black metal than a kamikaze jet in a billowy apparatus of deathly clod. I am taking pictures of butts, I hate my friends. I am a real human being now, the transformation is complete. First they gave us the voice, then they gave us the eyes, and now we have the choice of skins as well. I'll get to be a human but look undead without the humpback. Squeezing yesterdays like sorry porch lizards boiling in humid un-energy. Make me a hip ghost in the machine, already! When this void has healed within me I will be tight. Tighter than I was when there was a void within me. I will be tighter because the void is lessened. Oh sweet Hidalgo, fire me. Unsheath your sweaty loafs of challah and lay your hammer to the gods...

thor's hammer

MODEST MOUSE

Let me say a couple of random things to put this cupcake under your tongue, and to further validate your pre-conceived notions that all indie rock bands are basically the same. Obviously, they're from the northwest, and obviously the town they're from is a suburb of Seattle, Washington. They took Smiths' guitarist and Black Heart Procession's drummer and then a couple of other people that nobody really cares about. But there's really nothing that interesting about the history of this band, other than that they got their band name from a passage in a Virginia Woolf story: "I wish I could hit upon a pleasant track of thought, a track indirectly reflecting credit upon myself, for those are the pleasantest thoughts, and very frequent even in the minds of modest, mouse-coloured people, who believe genuinely that they dislike to hear their own praises." I'm pretty indifferent about Virginia Woolf. She killed herself, you know. What a wookie. Virginia Woolf sucks. Don't read her.

MODEST MOUSE - INTERSTATE 8
MODEST MOUSE - THE MOON & ANTARCTICA