he had been listening going back and forth between SPKs Information
Overload Unit and From Ritual to Science
but decided to ante up balls to the wall and play them concurrentlYEOW!
submit to their throbbing grinding mesmerising risingRising thewholedamnmess amesmerising Throb
submit to their throbbing grinding mesmerising risingRising thewholedamnmess amesmerising Throb
SPK was an Australian industrial music
noise music band and something he liked very much to listen to as he wrote
song lyrics were the last fuckin things he wanted to hear
he didnt need more words stuffed or tucked in his ears
unless
as he mentioned more than a several
times in passing
their lyrics were sang in a foreign language
which he knew none
the
TrueBlue American he is
though he challenged his starry TrueBlueness using the Metric Systems Measures
and Weights
and Weights
he wouldnt throw its more
exacting measures under an Amtrak train even if he wanted
and even if he did Amtrak couldnt
trample or sever them
Hell it couldnt even catch them
High-Speed Rails didnt exist in
America and thereby realistically
it should be very hard for the Country to hang its hat on its declared Exceptionalism unless of course
that Exceptionalism
defines what the Country doesnt have
which ought to stick in its kraw
(he used the k because it was far more
brazen in regards to American Exceptionalism) which had stuck in his craw
for
as long as he could remember
he had been talking with a friend who
was knowledgeable of US Foreign Policy
specifically about its historical interpretations ideations regarding multilateralism unilateralism and hegemony
specifically about its historical interpretations ideations regarding multilateralism unilateralism and hegemony
and after a blunderbuss shot in
the face compleat
with attributed quotes and footnotes
he
realised he was even more idealistic than he thought himself to be
time Again to
blame his teachers as he grew up
hed
almost bitched outloud scapegoating them Again
as his History classes and Current
Events failed to put in place a healthy
dose of skepticism
then his humanity would strike
him(always two sides to a coin)
frankly Nam was the rage and the Draft needed
young bodies who were unable to duck-and-cover(plainly said afford) in the hallways and dorms of Higher
Education
which wasnt to say that Educations
hallways and dorms realistically ensconced the Generations Brain Trust
among other things it ensconced its financial
continuity
(curiously as he wrote concluding the last sentience on From Ritual to Science at the 21:39 minute-mark and the 1:54 mark
of Information Overload Units fifth track Ground Zero Infinity Dose human voices began HAHAHAing roaring like
lions sputtering gibberish --- he
couldnt have said it better himself)flesmih retteb ti dias evah tndluoc eh
(tracks
were often played backwards)
then Epilept Convulse concluded
leaving
From Ritual to Science to finish out soulo
he had it on the good authority draft dodgers not to step forward when commanded to at the Draft Board
it was better to contend with
Americas Military Might and Government outside their confines than argue CO(Conscientious
Objector) or anything inside them
he appreciated their sound advise
they
were his peers
his parents awkwardly
were horribly embarrassed he refused to fight for their Country
Cuntry he said correcting them
I
am sorry for your embarrassment
but at the very least
you cant die from it
you cant die from it
when they started to moan
he couldnt consoule them
he despaired
only because he hadnt the forethought
to record them
then
play them backwards
late evening, Day-between-Two-Ts, 27 5.
15
1434, Thursday,
28 5. 15
