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hentai :: toy factory :: vital

if you look at the album artwork to the right, you're going to get a better impression of what this album sounds like than i am going to be able to give you. with a title like "toy factory" and tracks like "dead teddy bear dormitory" and "insane puppet asylum", you pretty much have a sense of what you're getting anyway.

there is something innately creepy about toys, particularly those which have past their prime. the child's play franchise, as well as the new film dead silence are testimony to this. but attempts to exploit this intrinsic creepiness are often done in a schlocky, juvenile way. this one isn't. in fact, the execution is almost flawless, marrying electronic pulses with disembodied samples that nicely ape the lonely sighs of rusted components and damaged heads as the wind blows through an abandoned toy factory.

to my ear, the closest sonic reference points are nightmare lodge at their most sweetly psychotic, as well as the chill of cassette-era die form. there is also a certain resemblance to jouissance's brilliant sunlight penetrates the crown, both in the percolating rhythms and the just human enough to be disturbing sampling.

i'm often in the habit of lamenting that there aren't any new, original, interesting acts these days. i love being wrong.

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David said…
I ordered the same album, just got it yesterday.

I managed to scare the shit out of my superintendent with it when he popped by yesterday.

as long as you're here, why not read more?

jihadvertising?

i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:



am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

making faces :: hot stuff, comin' through

i don't even know what to say about the weather. the end of september saw temperatures at a scalding 36c/ 97f outside. this is especially annoying because we've had a moderate summer. most days it rained a little in the morning, the temperatures didn't creep into the 30s too often and there wasn't the normal stretch of a few weeks when it felt like we were living on the sun. now, we've receded into more normal fall weather, although it's still on the warm side for mid-october. that climate change thing is a bitch.

trying to think of something positive in the situation, it does put me in a perfect frame of mind to write about urban decay's naked heat palette. it's the latest in what appears to be an endless series of warm neutral and red eyeshadow palettes that have followed in the footsteps of anastasia's modern renaissance. [which i ultimately decided i didn't need after doing a thorough search of my considerable stash.] i do think that it'…

i agree, smedley [or, smokers totally saved our planet in 1983]

so this conversation happened [via text, so i have evidence and possibly so does the canadian government and the nsa].

dom and i were trying to settle our mutual nerves about tomorrow night's conversion screening, remembering that we've made a fine little film that people should see. which is just about exactly what dom had said when i responded thusly:

me :: i agree smedley. [pauses for a moment] did you get that here?

dom :: no?

me :: the aliens who were looking at earth and then decided it wasn't worth bothering with because people smoked even though it was bad for them?
come to think of it, that might mean that smokers prevented an alien invasion in the seventies.

dom :: what ?!?!?

me :: i've had wine and very little food. [pause] but the alien thing was real. [pause.] well, real on tv.

dom :: please eat something.

of course, i was wrong. the ad in question ran in 1983. this is the part where i would triumphantly embed the ad from youtube, except that the governmen…