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okay so, cs is also playing at the infamous True Vine earlier at 3pm before the other baltimore show...i will prolly be there by myself. i will also go see them in charlottesville, playing at the twisted tea branch a very small corgial place with nice vegetarian platters and i'll sneak alcohol in. there is nothing like seeing them. it is a shame that people can't get it right and take note of something notable.
grow some virtue people, really.
Cerberus Shoal Fall Tour 2004
grow some virtue people, really.
Cerberus Shoal Fall Tour 2004
though the new bjork was made by bjork, the often pusillanimous amounts of twattery have been left off of the new album in order to focus on making a mess with music and stockhausen-ian choir riffs and she made room for someone with testicle, mike patton, to crunk shiduup and up and away and distract from the fact that she is crawling back into her birthing canal... which is what all people try to do at somepoint. you could do a lot worse than to buy the entire oeuvre of the red krayola, marc bolan, uh, miles davis. sun city girls. i'm still vibing to them. like damn, word. say. the inaugural blaKk Sweat show went off with a focused and esoteric dynamism that hasn't been seen since the early days of the fantastic bushmen, but with an art-prog focus not seen unless witnessing a usually just a t-shirt instrumental played by the entire pepperage, mixed with the do make say think and the black dice new-age surfer noise-bowel corroding squalor. it was fun and there were 5 people on stage, completely improving on guitar-pedal voice drones ala tyondai braxton with some drumming courtesy of my man on some serious chronic mixed with beer liquor vomit and lots of whippets. whippets. the rest stayed relatively clean and cooked up some scientific improv that even my folkster friends could jive to. we didn't catch it on tape, but it's better that way. of course. anyway, transcendent was the term. even though a few minds were skeptikal of thi sparticular color of Sweat. andy told me two things of import. 1--he wants track 3 off of love cry by albert ayler played at his funeral and i will be responsible for making sure that happens.... also, he said that the blaKk sweat performance made him hurt so good and matt talked about how it was a rebirth of some sort of teenage ribald rocking that used to go down, often and without notice but with lots of secret satisfaction. anyways, like i was saying to andy, you pretend your cauky skin has a zipper at the top and you drag it down, and look... black flesh to let loose on the earth. right.
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