Music (In my mind), or, I am going to stab someone

typed for your pleasure on 24 April 2007, at 11.41 am

Sdtrk: ‘Beautiful dreams’ by Twiggy

Good news, bad news, humans. Good news first: I’ve just received my copy of Moon wiring club’s ‘I’m more than a memory now’, from the lovely spectres at Blank Workshop. A number of weeks ago, I’d stumbled across their MySpace site, after having seen it linked on one of the MySpace pages of an artist on the seminal Ghost box label. Much like Ghost box, Blank Workshop’s overall (hazy) focus is that of ‘eldritchtronica’ — samples from obscure British television programmes fusing with various beats and other found sounds. They’re not as sinister as say, Eric Zann, but more than a couple of Moon wiring club’s tracks have an uneasy atmosphere lying beneath their surface, a bit like ‘The Wicker man’ redone as a childrens’ telly programme for the UK; if you can somehow picture that, you’ve got the general idea.
Blank Workshop have a pop-up .mp3 jukebox on their site; you should give it your attention. Especially while you’re checking out their rather esoteric information and history. Quite good!

So the bad news? Hanging out with Derek at Jeff‘s luxurious estates last Saturday eve found us watching the live-action Cutey Honey DVD. A fun film, directed by Hideaki ‘Scruffy Beard and Midlife-Crisis’ Anno, and featuring the rather supple Eriko Sato as the busty Gynoid who fights evildoers, it was exactly as described — a live-action anime movie. But the thing that really captured my attention was the soundtrack for the fillum, as it was very Shibuya-kei / Pizzicato five-esque. So I’m on a goddamned quest to find the soundtrack, and I can’t seem to locate it online anywhere, neither through legitimate means or from our friends the INTERNET PIRATES. I’m debating whether or not to go to Anime Central — what is that, next month? — in order to perform a search-and-destroypurchase mission for that damn Cd. Those tunes were catchy.

Things. I find that I have to buy things quite often. Don’t get me wrong though; I’m not knocking retail therapy at all, it’s just that I wish things were easier to acquire, so I could spend less time hunting them down, and more time acquiring more things. AND THUS THE SERPENT EATS ITS TAIL

Random similar posts, for more timewasting:

Read some good poetry, damnit on July 24th, 2004

It had to happen eventually on March 28th, 2006

8 have spoken to “Music (In my mind), or, I am going to stab someone”

  1. ZipGun writes:


  2. Davecat writes:

    Well, I’ll be jiggered. Thank you, sir!
    Good ol’ cdJapan. What don’t you have?

  3. SafeTinspector writes:

    Zipgun is right about so many things, especially and including all information about pig dung.

    As for the post:Snakes eventually run out of snake to eat.

  4. ZipGun writes:

    It’s true, I took a special seminar in Bovine Excrement as an undergrad, and aced it. Coupled with my knowledge of kung-fu dubbing styles, it makes me unstoppable.

  5. Davecat writes:

    I’m sure your mum and dad are pleased to know that you’re putting your college education to fine use.

  6. SafeTinspector writes:

    Zips, surely a pig isn’t bovine? My education fails me yet again.
    Kung-fu dubbed pig shit is a phrase I’d never honestly thought could be fit into a conversation, but lo! and behold! It is now a field of study.

    C’mon, we’re smart enough to latinify kung fu dubbed pig shit into an ‘ology. Take a stab at it!

    Porkofecalfauxoratology? Again, my education fails me.

  7. Davecat writes:

    I think ‘Porkofecalfauxoratology’ was the title of a Red Hot Chili Peppers album.

  8. ZipGun writes:

    SafeT, you are correct that pigs are not bovine, but my university discriminated against their fecal matter and lumped it all in with the cows, who really held sway behind the scenes. It was an ugly time, best forgotten.

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