Small part of what is great about building things DIY is how it simplifies some interactions. When someone wants to join they can bring their own ideas and free time. Whatever tasks they want to do they can do it with their best intention. There is nothing else to complicate things.
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I have a hard time understanding what another person's touch means.
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Fast, brutal grind. Scientific, let's say sci-fi topics, and a noisy undercurrent humming but it's far from the noise label being applied (I mean compare with Final exit or Fear of God). One of my favourite grindcore intro is on this EP. I guess it sounds like a fearful warp into meteorite-laden space storms but also the last days of Foxconn-workers before they jump in hopes of suicide. If you examine their habitat you don't even need a microscope to see the alienation, the aimlessness, the loneliness and inhuman pressure they have to deal with. It's as much sci-fi for me as WH40k.
Fried sweet tofu. Tried it for the first time and it was so good I ordered another one immediately.
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Marketing, ads, PR are all fake. I have repeated myself and will reiterate it as much as needed. It's a live-action role-play, an elaborate self-deceiving experiment of your local psychiatric ward. You don't want to drink witch blood just because the priest tells you it helps with head-ache, or is seeing a smiling face and deciding whether or not you should buy something that you didn't want at all makes you think your productive? It's not about shallow messages, cringey puns, shit taste and stealing from your pocket through your brainwaves. The main problem is that it is a waste of space, time, paper, energy, engineering, creativity. You are the most tasteful, smartest leech -- I will congratulate to you on Linkedin.
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The shrieks are pervasive and pervertic, the tracks have a good structure that allows the blastbeats to be the main attraction, and there's just an unbeatable selection of riffs, bridges that makes the Unholy Grave side of this split one of the greatest, absolutely classiest grind record in existence (existench). The sound they got here is also spinecrushingly heavy. I listen to it and come out of it transformed into diamond that's how much pressure the bass, the kick drums add to the deeper end of the mix.
I also love old Dropdead releases, they have this wicked aura and total nihilism that makes their tunes quack like a kangpunk, look like a Ripcord, walk like a d-beat.
What good is a day for a person when a minute of this world is a travesty for the totality of this earth?
I guess I can say one good thing that happened today was a careless stroll I took in the chilly weather. I'm of the type who likes the clarity the crystallised air the breeze and the dark brooding calm slant of the day that winter can provide.
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I would be able to and would like to perhaps go into more detail but fucking cars and car drivers. There is not even a car culture to speak of, it is just car consumption, car fashion. You really want to stroll around with glue running out behind your back on the roads to stop them.
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Abhorrence -- Vulgar Necrolatry -- 1990
Finnish masters of dark, crushing, violent death metal. No day goes by without spinning this at least once. One of my favourite recordings of my childhood and still to this day I would rank it in my top 3 death metal demos of all time. Members later became quite famous as Amorphis so I guess readers are familiar with the different version of the title song. However the really necrotic vulgarity is this one. Eat your own flesh, and drink your own festering wounds' blood.
I have never had a tray that I can use to bring and take food, utensils, glasses and jars or whatever from room A to room B. There is a free-shop where I usually do my officing hours. So today's positive sign goes to the free-shop concept. Look one up in your local neighbourhood. Start to organise one if you don't have it. Get familiar with the life that excludes money and try to get used to living non-monetary lives.
The tray itself is horribly funny the design concept involves bread, with the material made of a cheap-o plastic with a sharp angled frame to hold it. The dimensions look to be okay for a single person it is about 30-by-40 centimeters. The tray tells me:
BreadDelicious breadFreshly baked foodA high grade product
In italics and in cursive.
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I am now off of coffee for 3 weeks for the first time in my life since I have started consuming coffee as a teenager. It is fucking hard and it sucks. It must be tried and I must see how life is (or could be) without drinking it. Do I lose some of my personality? Do I gain some smoothness and a more consistent peace of mind? Big questions for the big brains. I currently only know that I have a really hard time staying awake throughout any day.
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Forays into forensics in 2025! Long live latin and peace to pathology!!! This is a guy from Brazil who has another band too. I like this one better musically if not conceptually. And this album has good samples, interesting tones and some down beating beatdowns. Is is influenced by Inhume-type and Necrotomy deathgrind???
Lately I've started to practice German again. It is a wonderful language in my (minority) opinion. There are a lot of thought-provoking constructs. Experience as a journey, groups being a common-ship. It is just wild.
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I tried to play a card game called Netrunner in one of those open-sourced online versions but couldn't find anyone in queue to play with.
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Every day is special for those who love deafening harsh non-melodics. Just how much can happen in a second? Then think about what 300 seconds can give you (my answer: "a lifetime of curious listening") When I was a child I thought a good band should convince the listener in 1 minute and 30 seconds max. I still believe this to be true. Blasting classic!!!! Great riffage and sickly distorted violent guitar tones. Listen to what happens at 1 minute 20 seconds for an example on the Sewn Shut side. And then Ulcerrhoea is just always peak speed, perfectly executed kill spree symphony. Well, anyway this makes me really happy all the time.
I am increasingly dependent physically to coffee. After skipping it for about 36 hours I woke up with a headache that felt like my head being split vertically in a line from my jawbone up to my ears to the top of my head. I couldn't even open my eyes.
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Anyway so here is Afflicted -- Prodigal Sun a trippy OSDM savagery from 1992, Sweden.