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dj kali @ burning monday 2009.10.05

well, what can i say? the weather was crappy. i was in a foul mood for reasons that don't need to be aired in public. i discovered mid-way through the set that i could actually dj off my phone. a gang of people showed up requested punk music and bought me a pitcher of cider which is, apparently, what my integrity sells for, probably have never been happier to see the end of a dj set... not sure what it all adds up to, but here's what it sounded like.

leather nun :: slow death
cabaret voltaire :: red mask
the pop group :: justice
implog :: she creatures
cultural amnesia :: dialogue of skull and soul
coil :: restless day
crash course in science :: cardboard lamb
bene gesserit :: tonight
portion control :: chew you to bits
led er est :: woman in a cafe communication
amor fati :: listen, little man
ait! :: i wanna be your mann
oto :: blue arrow
the birthday party :: release the bats
the damned :: neat neat neat
dead kennedys :: moon over marin
magazine :: shot by both sides
chrome :: in a dream
virgin prunes :: bau dachong
minimal compact :: next one is real
hula :: at the heart
p.a.l. :: dentist environmental
geomatic :: bliss
esplendor geometrico :: dinamo 3
x :: adult books
new york dolls :: personality crisis
the damned :: new rose
the ramones :: sheena is a punk rocker
joy division :: digital
berurier noir :: salut à toi
the cramps :: primitive
novy svet :: en possession de te

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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…