:: Thursday, October 06, 2005
THE LIGHTS ARE BLINKING, BUT THE TREE IS DEAD
I wonder which random misfiring neurons in me head were responsible for these record vocals today?
(in demented chipmunk falsetto) - "money honey marijuani BIP BOOOOOOOOOOOOP!"
this may very well be the weirdest most fucked up song we've claimed responsibility for since the notorious "COW'S MILK" song..
and on a completely different note.. I've been updating all those nutty links displayed on this ere website.. yup, all THOSE links on the left side of the screen (they're not just for show ya know!) go, check 'em out.. good for some quality time wasting..
I especially recommend ya read BLAND CANYON, been reading it today, some of the funniest shit written since MEATHEAD.. nice one :)
:: Spoz 6:27 PM |
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MENTALLY ILL.. BUT WITH A PURPOSE!
so.. I get COPY ONE to record some vocals today at the SUBWOOFER HQ for a new song I'm working on.. not a particularly uncommon occurance as he's recorded many vocals for SUBWOOFER songs before, delivering the sort've hardcore full throttle hiphoppin' vocal volleys that'd reduce most speaker setups to a smoking wreck.. and yet here he is.. headphones on, microphone in hand.. clucking like a demented chicken.. singing crazy howling falsetto shit in a billion different erratic notes like a poison ivy victim swallowing a bucket of insanity sauce finding sweet relief in a cactus field only to be beaten to death by toddlers with nerf bats.. all the while to a backing soundtrack of the most RETARDED village idiot ensemble of kitchen utensils, whistling feedback and the most profane squeaking, creaking, imploding and exploding nonsense I could conjure.. which in some loose way, may quite possibly resemble an actual song by the time I'm finished with all of this.. but in doing so, wont make wot we're doing here seem any less insane..
and it's moments like this that I wonder.. if it wasn't for the fact we're (pretending to be?) musicians.. if this wasn't for the sole purpose of some higher creative endeavor.. then, the authorities would have us all locked away for the rest of our lives in a happy rubber room loony bin medicated up to our eyeballs.. (and here I wuz today trying not to totally piss me balls out laughing during the recording session.. fuck is this song gonna rock!)
yup, gotta love the arts - it's like being mentally ill.. but with a purpose!
:: Spoz 4:03 AM |
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:: Wednesday, October 05, 2005
IF I KEEP SCREAMING AT THIS CUP OF COFFEE, WILL IT BOIL?
hi everybody! I'm spoz's misplaced musical creativity! I've been off partying hard for over a year now in some undisclosed corner of the universe.. soaking up the sun.. waking up drunk in random gutters.. pissing into decorative fountains and fornicating with all them crazy nubile tree nymphs.. yeah.. y'know how they're like.. once they feel wood they wont leaf you alone.. leaf! geddit? hahaha.. no wonder I'm spoz's creativity.. always with the funny! damn I rock! heeey there goes that tree nymph again.. wow she's a frisky one.. always looking for roots.. geddit? ROOTS! trees! ha! I kill me again! yeah.. I wonder wot spoz has been doing whilst I've been away? I bet he's been real creative.. writing plenty of psychedelic eye-ball melting music.. yeah.. how's that album going I wonder? I bet it rocks! I sent me substitute doris to help him finish it.. yeah, she's not much of a muse.. but she makes a great accountant.. I bet she did a great job inspiring spoz.. gee.. I bet he's written a great album and he's touring around the world.. yeah!
*ahem*.. yeah.. ok.. so the last year or so hasn't been great for making music.. felt like all my inspiration had been sold off to some multinational, moved off shore to some pacific island with dubious tax laws, filled it with call centres of pidgeon english speaking jihad sleeper cells and now all I have left is a big fat wad of used chewing gum rolling around in me jaws and the flavour's all gone..
I had this silly idea a year or so ago that I should seek closure, stop EVERYTHING and focus on getting the album finished.. yeah.. nice idea in theory.. I only had 2 songs left to complete.. how HARD would it be to get a female vocalist who could commit to a project? so.. 6 months later.. still no vocals.. still no closure.. left hanging at the 95 percentile and the kettle still hasn't boiled.. and all I had to show for anything is one increasingly impatient SUBWOOFER MC and a small scattering of internet fans (hi guys!) screaming at me to "RELEASE THE DAMN ALBUM ALREADY BEFORE WE FREAKING EXPLODE!!".. yeah, I've read the forum posts.. it's been driving ME crazy too..
it'd been enough to make me wanna pack me bags.. and go wherever the fuck my creativity went.. gee, I sure hope the weather's nice there..?
but no.. a funny thing happens when that pencil snaps in yer brain.. when yer last shred of sanity leaves you.. when frustration and disappointment combines with anger, impatience, inadequacy, rejection, boredom, and a twitchy trigger finger looking to destroy and forms this giant freakish japanese manga attack robot thingy to haunt you.. you think it's here to kill you.. but OOOOH NOOOOO.. this howling blackhole of creative nihilism does this funky polar bizarro shift.. and all of a sudden.. it's like a shot of B12 and all this fucked up shit inspires you like Kurt Cobain's shotgun to the head.. KABOOOOM!.. there's my creativity back again!! all flying brainchunks against that garden shed wall!! I'm baaaaaack!
and now, not a moment too soon.. I'm writing new songs again.. yeah.. spoz is real pissed off and he's got some pent up shit to unleash.. and DAMN does it sound funky.. and as for the album? there's maybe a glimmer of hope there too.. got someone working on it and she may just save the day.. (hi kaliah!)
but in the meantime.. I'm writing a whole new chapter of craziness.. it's time I had that SUBWOOFER MC running scared again.. nothing's more fun than making that COPY ONE run around like an amphetamized hamster on another crazy musical detour.. yes! lets see wot'ever totally fucked up shit we can get him doing in the name of art! yup.. that's right, you'll have new shit to play with.. and sooner than you think!
so.. what is the new direction here? where is my sound going? well.. I've been inspired a LOT this last year or so with the rapid fire, freeform, village idiot / intellect howling rant over hammering fuck off psychotic techno beats kinda buzz.. think UNDERWORLD, think BORN SLIPPY.. think the last lines in that fateful journal before the soldiers beat down that door and bash his skull in.. the pen leaving that jagged line at the end of the page.. "THEY'RE HEReeee...r....r..".. fuckit.. think trancendental ghosts singing over swirling dervish synths.. think of those 250,000 sentinel drones sent to kill zion.. think more melodies.. think the damn dirty funk.. think of the calm eye of the storm before your entire house gets blown halfway across mexico.. emotions of a mammalian brain since forgotten.. light and dark like a strobe light..
yeah.. this new shit.. is all about the toxic shock.. the post modern overload.. the panic attack.. rising sea levels.. blood pressure.. heart attack.. screaming with raised fists over the freeway.. the world's gonna freaking eat you alive and spit out a cremated husk in it's wake.. life and death.. insomnia whilst the snipers have you in their crosshairs.. and yet another bomb blast echo's on CNN.. the cycle of violence.. the cycle of fear.. wot doesn't kill you.. makes the coffee stronger..
yup.. the SPOZ is back! this is not a drill.. this shit's gonna FUCK you up!
:: Spoz 4:19 AM |
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:: Monday, October 03, 2005
SPOZ - THE MOTION PICTURE SOUNDTRACK.. volume 3
once more, I present another installment on the newest additions to the soundtrack to spoz's brain.. the songs that have in some way or another resonated with enough misfiring neurons in my head to be considered worthy favourites to include in my choice 300 collection of MP3's.. and quite possibly a represention of just how fucked up my headspace is at any given moment.. maybe you'll like these songs too.. COLLECT THEM ALL! :)
THE ARCADE FIRE - NEIGHBOURHOOD #2 (LAIKA)
been thrashing their album "FUNERAL" of late (after sniffing around some really good recommendations / good press on these guys) and this song's about as much of a howling trainwreck as the messy title suggests but wow, wot a brilliantly sublime trainwreck it is.. this sounds like 50 people in a room without a fucking clue jamming away banging pots and pans gnashing away like amphetamized gerbils till something accidently harmonises and the walls start singing.. equal parts jangling 80's new wave punk, crazy geisha wailings, disconstructive verse / chorus fuzz indie self destruction, random harmonising sing along choruses.. an out've control channeling of raw emotion.. but catchy as all fuck.. yeah.. who needs all this operatic overly orchestrated self important EMO or SCREAMO or even ELMO (really really angry goth muppets).. when you got something this pure.. and this insane.. :)
:: Spoz 5:09 PM |
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:: Sunday, October 02, 2005
LO-FIDELITY WEEKEND PSYCHDELICS
after all the insanity I've survived in weekends of recent past - wot with all the morning after blurriness squinting at unwanted sunlight.. comically near fatal car trips.. crashing random dude's houses (seriously.. who the FUCK wuz this dude called "The Provider?", why were we all at his house drinking his beer at 8AM.. and did JIKA even know this dude either!? eh.. nevermind) 5AM kung fu detours.. weddings.. parties.. howling like idiots in the moshpits.. gulping intoxicants like a lobotomized goldfish.. dim memories of craziness only since made concrete when I witnessed the horrors on my camera's memory card.. yup, after all the braincells I'd killed recently.. sometimes.. a weekend like the one I just had is welcome relief.. a weekend OFF from the usual trainwreck antics.. the lo-fi cruisiness of not giving an arse wot's going on.. beers with no expectations.. chill out.. feet up.. maybe catch some random tunes.. and float on thru to the otherside.. grooooovy.. so, for all of you paranoid that I may've captured your likeness this weekend in some altogether embarassingly intoxicated state of stupidity.. (you know who you are.. niiiice one!) never fear.. this weekend you dodged a bullet.. yup, it may've been a humble weekend.. but, it still got the job done.. and now for anyone who's curious wot a "light" weekend of SPOZ's is like.. here's the autopsy report.. (and don't ask me to explain the plastic farm animal heads.. really.. I got NO idea either..) THURSDAY NIGHTlost 6 games in a row of foozball.. by the thinnest of losing margins I might add (hahaha... yeah ok.. I can't back that up.. fuckit..), followed by playing another solo gig at a near empty ENIGMA with perhaps a few random drunks cheering me on at the end (aaah you gotta love Thursday nights in Adelaide).. nothing much to report here really.. damn good set tho'.. you freaks should come check it out next fortnight.. yeah.. no really! I play some really cool shit.. you'll buzz off it (arrr.. fuckit.. wot do I care? techno's dead anywaze :P ) FRIDAY NIGHTfinally got around to seeing CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY.. and yeah.. it wuz an OK movie.. it had its funny as fuck moments.. but yeah.. guess I wuzn't really in the right frame of mind to truly appreciate this.. for best experience, I'd say it helps either to be under the age of 10 and shit crazy full of sugar or tripping balls on acid.. since I wuz neither.. I didn't really "get it".. then again, I actually READ THE BOOK (back in the day).. so, I'm one of those cynical fucks who's gonna say the book was better than the movie.. (yeah.. don't you hate those guys..?).. spose it could've been worse.. I could've been bitching that the 60's version with Gene Wilder in it wuz vastly superior (probably not hard to figure that.. considering how Tim Burton fucked up PLANET OF THE APES).. but no, really.. it's a good film.. take a pharmacy load of chemicals and go see it.. it'll make yer eyes melt.. after the movie, I went thru a random float around Rundle Street to see if there wuz any beer fueled excuse to piss on to the ridiculous ends of the night.. but.. for the first time in seemingly ages.. there wuz FUCKALL on.. absolute freaking nada.. I wuz actually kinda relived.. considering all the madness I survived from last weekend I wuz perfectly fine sitting this one out.. so.. with that in mind.. after catching the tail end of some band at ENIGMA (I think they were called SWAYBACK or something.. eh).. I grabbed the midnight bus and got the fuck out've there.. SATURDAY NIGHTAdelaide's most workaholic midget-film-noir-electro-funk band of late, MUNCHKIN had yet ANOTHER psychedelic gig at JIVE tonight.. so.. to make up for the total lack of alcohol from the night before.. and with nothing better to do I thought best to make an appearance and soak up some beers (well, seriously.. how can I say no to MUNCHKIN? do you want to make munchkin angry? they're like pirahna's maaan.. aauauauaah!).. damn good set them crazy kids had too.. the sound wuz really really good.. nice one.. oh, and apparently some other bands were playing (THE REST, and TRAFALGARS).. but I wuz too preoccupied at the time seeking revenge for all the games of foozball I lost on Thursday night.. (hey.. I actually WON a game! yay!) so I don't really have much to comment there.. afterwards we drifted aimlessly around various spots looking for some kinda beer fueled buzz (mostly to no avail).. tried SUPERMILD (too huge a fuck-off lineup), ENIGMA, ZHIVAGO's (too huge a fuck-off lineup), THE CRANKA, a brief plan to go to SHOTS (till we realised it wuz already closed at 4:30AM.. like.. wtf!?) and then finally some seriously dodgy 24/7 pub on North Tce at the end of it all which I wont even mention by name (aaah gotta love pokie machines.. *cough* ), considering the whole thing a bit of a drawn out adventure in mindlessness, I finally staggering home around 6AM.. yeah.. not much to report on this weekend.. I didn't break any records here.. but.. I think my shrivelled liver appreciated the effort.. ;) next weekend.. I kill it off for good.. MUHAHAHAHAHHA! Previously on Spoz's Rant: Alcoholics Synonymous
:: Spoz 11:12 PM |
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:: Saturday, October 01, 2005
CHARLIZE THERON? FUCK YEAH!
now this is a movie I wanna see.. :)
(click on the image above, to link to a page with the movie trailer)
dug the cult classic mid 90's cartoon, where in every episode some crazy sci-fi ninja chick gets killed trying to fight a futuristic totalitarian conspiracy.. oh and apparently there wuz some shit about killer viruses n stuff.. yeah, wot can I say.. I'm a sucker for a hot chick who kills shit.. :) trailer looks fucking cool.. here's hoping the movie don't suck.. (but really.. with Charlize Theron in it.. who fucking cares? aaahahhahaahhaha!)
:: Spoz 12:56 AM |
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