what music are you listening to now

[Sprout]

[sunnysideup]

[Cyanatta]

[Sprout]

[Cyanatta]

"Even the parts that are about sex ain't about sex. Like in Overcome: 'You and I walking through the suburbs / We're not exactly lovers' then it goes, 'And then you wait / For the next Kuwait' -- You could be walking down the street with your girlfriend, and at the same moment Kuwait is getting bombed. It's to do with a moment in time. I'm trying to be three dimensional. It's about the world. I suppose there is a lot of sex and violence in the world. ...We document the situations around us. Violence. Death. Sex. Money. Deviousness."



"In a decaying society, art, if it is truthful, must also reflect decay. And unless it wants to break faith with its social function, art must show the world as changeable. And help to change it." - Ernst Fischer

[Sprout]

[Cyanatta]

[Sprout]

[Cyanatta]

[Dekalb_Blues]

~


01:15 --Greek military band(!) playing RATM's signature tune rather well (following. . . "Tequila"?! O_o ) in Syntagma Square,
hard by the Greek Parliament building. No problem, happens all the time; I just watched a Marine Corps band play a cover of
The Marmalade's "Reflections" (following "I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-to-Die Rag") in front of the Capitol in D.C.
( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JOtab0BKOGY , https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyr7P8VCPDg ):


In Russia machine rages against you. If you're Deep-State apparatchik. Here's overgrown-kid Igor P. killin' "Killin'":
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMFZjtph3S8

Annie Clark scores a pathos-filled punk-themed dish-scrubber ("Sid Dishes") from a certain nostalgic admirer & channels his Pop Group:
[Note: that vid has vanished. Here's a glitzier one:]


It got a little ugly later on.


Flashback to the Real McCoy, ca. 1979:

Bracing, like knives in your brain. Sing along with Mark Stewart!:

Everyone has their price
And you too will learn to live the lie

Aggression
Competition
Ambition
Consumer fascism

Capitalism is the most barbaric of all religions
Department stores are our new cathedrals
Our cars are martyrs to the cause

We are all prostitutes

Our children shall rise up against us
Because we are the ones to blame
We are the ones to blame
They will give us a new name

We shall be
Hypocrites 
Hypocrites 
Hypocrites


Now this is how you handle a lip-synch promo spot!:


And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.
― transl. Friedrich Nietzsche, Jenseits von Gut und Böse: Vorspiel einer Philosophie der Zukunft 
[Beyond Good and Evil: Prelude to a Philosophy of the Future] (Leipzig, 1886)


. . . The Popz were following in the pioneering Recon footsteps of the Captain 
(not the one who later teamed with Tenille):
   

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You will be tested on this material as part of the standard Entrance Exam for Ascension to 4th Density.

As well, you must know all the Twelve Days of Christmas -- 





-- AND the various Lark-Parts that Get Plucked. 




http://so-many-ancestors.blogspot.com/20...-song.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Twelve...mas_(song)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alouette_(song)

[Nía]

[Nía]

[Nía]

~

[Dekalb_Blues]

~

Figrin D'an and the Modal Nodes -- Now Appearing Nightly at the Cantina  -- No Cover Charge, 2-Drink Minimum

Vorsicht vor den vielen gefährlichen Dingen aus Anderswo!!! (Sounds scarier in German)

"Radio... radio..."

Typical SETI-program signals-analyst's report on latest decrypts gleaned from
a wavelength far from home:
 
http://www.rfreitas.com/Astro/LegalRightsOfETs.htm
http://www.xenology.info/Xeno.htm

https://io9.gizmodo.com/anthropologists-...-474026110
http://apocalypse-how.com/2017/03/01/apo...more-10711


The Dancing Fool

(A Kilgore Trout sci-fi story mentioned in Kurt Vonnegut's novel, Breakfast of Champions) (1973)

A flying saucer creature named Zog arrived on Earth to explain how wars could be prevented and how cancer
could be cured. He brought the information from Margo, a planet where the natives conversed by means of farts
and tap dancing.

Zog landed at night in Connecticut. He had no sooner touched down than he saw a house on fire. He rushed into
the house, farting and tap dancing, warning the people about the terrible danger they were in. The head of the
house brained Zog with a golf club.

https://medium.com/@jminderbinder/the-co...0ac4826b73






http://www.vashta.com/my-product/ra/



 

[Cyanatta]

[Dekalb_Blues]

~

http://www.lieder.net/lieder/get_text.html?TextId=12335




https://lyricstranslate.com/en/tv-glotze...-dope.html


http://www.alwaysontherun.net/mybrightestdiamond.htm#a5

From the top of the world
We looked up and saw the sun
And gazing at it then we fell
In love, in love


https://www.thoughtco.com/flower-duet-ly...ion-724326    

[Cyanatta]

https://soundcloud.com/jinnat-ganim/down...en-at-work

[Nía]

[Nía]

[Cyanatta]

[Dekalb_Blues]

~


Of course in real life they came a little bigger:
Heta saker faktiskt. Sverige för alltid!

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In somehow-related other news, young white punks on ska take on that most-80s-ish-of-80s-songs -- Aha's zeitgeisty
signature paean to young love or something -- creating a fine bit of Art on a budget of approximately five bucks or so:

 Don't make me come over there and slap you guys... Too late!

[Cosmo23]

[Foha]

[Dekalb_Blues]

~






  



 

[Nía]

[Nía]

[rva_jeremy]

[Cyanatta]

[sunnysideup]

[Dekalb_Blues]

~


And so it is, that both the Devil and the Angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.
---- Rumi





https://cradkilodney.wordpress.com/2013/...onut-shop/



"If you have not seen the Devil, look at your own self."
---- Rumi



“In the distorting mirror of your mind, an angel can seem to have a devil's face.” 
― Idries Shah, Tales of the Dervishes: Teaching Stories of the Sufi Masters Over the Past Thousand Years



“Angels are the powers hidden in the faculties and organs of man.”
---- Sufi contention



As soon as I'm left alone
The devil wanders into my soul
And I pretend to myself
And I pretend to myself

I go out
To the old milestone
Insanely expecting
You to come there
Knowing that I wait for you there
That I wait for you there

Come!
Come!
Come here at once!

Come!
Come!
On a night with no moon

Because all of my being is now in pining
All of my being is now in pining
What formerly had cheered me
Now seems
Insignificant
Insignificant



 http://mysteriouswritings.com/unsolved-c...the-devil/
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-...lated.html


New Orleanian singer/songwriter/guitarist Chris Smither's song, "The Devil's Real", informed by his own
hard-earned personal understanding of the essential difference in results between STO and STS experience.
Amazingly, the former tends to feel basically good, and the latter, bad.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmjtv9L8xaU


But then again, for some it feels so good when it feels so bad. . .

 
BTW, this song was half-pint punk soprano Amira Willighagen's (see vid above) first choice for her contest-show debut
(in a lively medley with Peaches' "F**k The Pain Away" and The Pop Group's "We Are All Prostitutes")  but cooler heads prevailed
as her slightly more conservative and opera-loving parents talked her into the Puccini aria.

Point of View.
Saadi of Shiraz, in his Bostan, stated an important truth when he told this miniature tale:
A man met another, who was handsome, intelligent, and elegant. He asked him who he was.
The other said: "I am the Devil."
"But you cannot be," said the first man, for the Devil is evil and ugly."
"My friend," said Satan, "you have been listening to my detractors."

 
Someone I know spending quality time alone, diggin' the tunez, thinkin' up new deviltry!  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BtZ6DoeimP4 Skip James' haunting "Devil Got My Woman" blues, recorded 1931


JOB SECURITY

On his travels a good man chanced upon a demon sitting disconsolately by the side of the main thoroughfare, tearing his hair and crying piteously.

"Pardon me for intruding on your privacy, Mister Imp of Hell, but I couldn't help noticing your woebegone mien. What is it that has brought you to 
this state of despair?"

"Good sir, I'll tell you. Since it became fashionable for any and all and sundry mortal humans -- no matter how immature, self-centered, and deluded -- 
to set themselves up as much-attended-to and much-followed 'Spiritual Teachers,' no questions asked, why, my professional expertise in beclouding 
the True and championing the False in the inner mind of Man has become wholly superfluous -- and alas! I never bothered to learn any other paying 
trade. And here I thought I had job-security for all eternity at Hell, Inc.! Now I and my demon-wife and our implings shall surely starve..." And he sobbed anew.

   This just in: 
https://sputniknews.com/environment/2018...Australia/