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Saturday, June 13th, 2009
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8:11 pm - fuck me it's been a while
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I haven't updated this due to times moving on and due to been stuck in myspace/facebook land for the past few years.. I also forgot my password which was just retarded really..
Anyway here are links to various projects that on the off chance some one stumbles here they might take an interest
My youtube channel here:
www.youtube.com/swallowthemind
My recent "music"
www.myspace.com/shadesmovementwiththecomet
I miss talking to a bunch of you so find me around somewhere or some other and add me..
laterz!!
current mood:  contemplative
current music: lots of Bjork
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| Wednesday, January 4th, 2006
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6:32 pm - new years was insane
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ok so we had a house party,, it had to happen didn't it? Anyway 70 odd people showed up and there was surprisingly good vibes all round and a general respect for the priceless shit around the house. We had a jammin space set up in the basement and this girl with an amazing voice used my delay pedal to double track her voice whilst Jez, Riahd and myself jammed some reggae it was ace!! Lots of booze was left behind at the end as well and we stored it all in the kitchen.. No gigs planed until February at the earliest but I wrote this ace song about Dali, took it to the band and they helped arrange it into a classic..
current mood:  bouncy
current music: mr bungle - definition of shapes
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| Tuesday, October 4th, 2005
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11:19 am - crazy shit isn't over yet
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Ok so I am in my new house and everythings fine right? Wrong. I am working a lot, granted and had a gig sunday that was weird cus I was absinthe when we played {so have no idea how it went really,} but anyway the water bill arrived sunday and I only found it yesterday. We also had a electric and gas bill dated before we moved in totalled to what? 49p fucking hell.. So anyway Gaz owes me a tenner and yesterday he went out and got a load of food so I don't starve {nice,} and I got back from work yesterday and I wrote this song about my sister cus I haven't seen her in yonks. Then I got in and woke up Gareth cus I wanted a smoke. So anyway we ended up building this pure weed spliff out of tripping weed and surprise surprise I was tripping. It was really weird, things got big and small at the same time, my guts felt like they were taking an age to digest, yogot, bread, pringles, water orange juice {cus I wanted to come down faster cus it was freaking me out,} I felt like I wasn't in my body anymore and it was dead weight, slowly my body became this thing I was externaly attached to. Also having mentioned the absinthe the day before I reactivated it cus I was drinking water so I was fucked off that too. So everything was kind of green and it only lasted half an hour before I got bored and fell asleep after trying very hard reading that robert rankin novel sam lent me. I had no idea how to read as the words left the page in a flutter of alpher and beta and swirled around my head which by now felt like a useless lollying bowling ball. It has actually fixed my sleeping paterns and certainly made me recosider over doing it for a while. Heh all tommorows parties in DECEMBER will be ACE!!
1 of our new songs
Even Doubts - lyrics c barry 05
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Even doubts have shadows so lets step beyond that
Into a realm world where sense is nothingness
A senseless waste of time
So bend it to our will
And you may find windows of options limited
But it's hard to adjust to that precise frame of mind
Oh waste it yourself
Just like a sphinx in the waiting station
Paradox paranoia
Even breaks in the conversation
And time will tell, if it grows a pair of vocal chords
That chime like clocks on the streets of Amsterdam
Don't you know that it's controversy
Epi- ton - ic
Indio syncratic retro terminal
Epi- ton - ic
Rapid unity in utero usually wo oh
Nodes and electrodes in my head tell me what to say to them
And you know that it's epitonic
Epi- ton - ic
Tell them to pick a better time
To explain that they couldn't help it
It was genetic
But were running outta time
current mood:  awake
current music: chatter
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| Tuesday, September 27th, 2005
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3:35 pm - superstring theory song
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Superstrings - C Barry 05
Sulpher ufrai I wonder what I'm going to do
In your eyes reflected shadows move
so near so far
Distance is easyily confused
In your mind I sense the sorrow bloom
But if we shed some light upon the subjects that still matter
Then the love of nite will see us through
In each day developed from a film of warped confusion
Light of night will shine right through
She cometh in waves
Washing irational theories right out to the bay
But there is nothing to move on aside asumptions
There's this nothing that moves on but illusions can still not be touched
But contemplation only gets you oh so near
{I don't know why I do it to myself, superstrings vs relativity}
So far
She cometh in waves {sulpher} causing irational feelings to wittle away
current mood:  cheerful
current music: that song in my head
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| Tuesday, September 6th, 2005
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6:38 pm - I haven't updated this in a while
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let's see...
what's new??
well last Friday..
 - a stroll in the park
lots of people dressed in weird outfits
oh and I got this cap and gown for fancy dress
yeah there it is again..
outside the cathedral
back in the park...
mom was there
as was dad
and the river kept reeling along
have you guessed what that was yet?
and remember.
current mood:  crazy
current music: clocks ticking out of sync
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| Wednesday, August 10th, 2005
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4:06 pm
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feeling ambiguous today lately I have a habit of losing it
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| Friday, July 22nd, 2005
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11:43 am - keep this here until I have a pen
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They say even doubts have shadows
So let’s step beyond that
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Into a realm where sense is nothingness
A senseless waste of time
Bended to our will
Upon the night we will set the record straight
Once again we will triumph over them
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The law states so obey them
Just end up paranoid
Or worse could become sacristan
Or dependant on the substances
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It seems so dignified but the deities that patrol the skies
Don’t ever show a face
It’s all rooted in belief a fragile moment propelled to grief
Conceded till the end but watch them fade without faith to guide our hands
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| Thursday, July 14th, 2005
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3:37 pm - endings
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Well college is almost finish and I am moving house on the 15th of august so less then a month to find somewhere else to live. I have to finish two more assignments and I pass I hope to God I get it all done
otherwise it was all for nothing...
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| Monday, June 27th, 2005
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1:54 pm - belief omatic results for ADIB
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1. Neo-Pagan (100%)
2. Unitarian Universalism (98%)
3. New Age (94%)
4. Liberal Quakers (92%)
5. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (83%)
6. Mahayana Buddhism (80%)
7. Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (75%)
8. New Thought (72%)
9. Scientology (64%)
10. Theravada Buddhism (64%)
11. Secular Humanism (61%)
12. Taoism (60%)
13. Hinduism (56%)
14. Bahá'í Faith (54%)
15. Reform Judaism (46%)
16. Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (43%)
17. Jainism (42%)
18. Orthodox Quaker (38%)
19. Jehovah's Witness (37%)
20. Sikhism (33%)
21. Nontheist (31%)
22. Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (28%)
23. Orthodox Judaism (23%)
24. Seventh Day Adventist (18%)
25. Eastern Orthodox (13%)
26. Islam (13%)
27. Roman Catholic (13%)
go on mate have a chuckly ha ha :)
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| Saturday, May 21st, 2005
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1:28 am
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so I still don't have an M button that works on coMMand and now it's coMin out in caps all the tiMe. But we played an awesoMe gig sunday that our proMotion coMpany An Evening Of Aural Pleasure arranged.
The line up was Meteor Street, ed steelefox, , Psyflyer, arkhaM, john out of planetMan, Geeeeenius, and PUSH ME UNDER! We did a pretty short set and played two new songs - "Quadrapus" and "The song saM hasn't bothered naMing yet!". I reMeMber drinking a guiness and then playing Ironically Yours, finishing the song and then necking the last of that guiness, then we played Quadrapus and just before Straight Jacket another guiness Magically appeared.. This juMp started the "Lets get pissed" section of My self destructive personality and by the end of the night everything was a blank. Good job we recorded it heh.. I have been told however that I played guitar with My teeth at the end of the set. Also soMe guy in the audience told Ed liked the way the front Man of our band {er Me} went Mad every now and then.. Best coMpliMent I have ever had.. well next to the review of DuraniuM 235 - "IT sounded like a flying puMpkin playing Music and coMing towards Me" - I'M destined to have weirdos in our fan base..
Today I got an awesoMe AN cheesey yaMMaha 80's keyboard froM a charity shop by Me. I worked out the intro to our song If The Straight Jacket Fits on it with the strings patch and it sounds-- bizzare. Straight Jacket is a weird song anyway but on keyboard it becoMes apparent why it is so weird.
My neighbour got evicted today so I May actually GET a good nights sleep when I go back to worcester toMoro. Ah yes and I get to see the Super Furry AniMals on TUESDAY thanks to My aMazing buddy SaMuel Jones. I buMped into Lee today - the dude who used to live in My house. We had a cool chat but when he started talking about hitting woMen - with what seeMed like sadistic glee I decided to call that conversation a day and get My train early.
I also have a My space now but for soMe odd reason it wont let Me upload photos... useless technology. In other news we also have a CD of sorts - I called The Frankly Stupid And Rare EP - all recorded on My beloved eight track, I shall atteMpt to get soMe MP3's up of that shit. The track list is :
1: SagittariUS {deMo}{recorded by Myself in My old rooM at baskerville last June..}
2: Quadrapus {Acoustic} {recorded in Hereford at Ed's GrandMa's}
3: Postcards {Acoustic DeMo} {recorded in rooM 210 at baskerville last suMMer}
4: Ironically Yours {rehersal} {recorded at 7th wave rehersal studios a few Months ago}
5: If The Straight Jacket Fits {rehersal} {saMe session}
6: The Post Rock/ King CriMson Sounding Song SaM Hasn't Bothered NaMing Yet {recorded live @ Tj's last Sunday}
I also founded another band with Dickie and Andy.
It's a three piece called Six Foot Over and we play in eastern and ancient hebrew scales. I play bass, Andy plays violin and Dickie plays druMs. I hope this band lasts as long as Meteor Street..
My page : http://www.myspace.com/11107887
Meteor Street : http://www.myspace.com/meteorstreet
current mood:  off for a spliff
current music: Talking Heads :pull up the roots {in My head}
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| Thursday, May 5th, 2005
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11:05 pm - thing fish is weird but good
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I got the strangest zappa album of them all yesterday - Thing Fish! It's a musical about the strangest shit I have ever heard - hell I can't even describe it but this reviewer can!
"Broadway the hard way, indeed. Frank Zappa's mock musical is also one of his most scathing satires, and sure to offend the sensibilities of many who hear it. Those who get past its prickly skin will be pleased to discover an ambitious, hilarious, and catchy look at life and love in the 1980's--with an outlook not so good. Government experimentation on prison inmates leads to the creation of a new race of super beings, The Mammy Nuns, who start their own Broadway musical. Yuppie couple Harry & Rhonda come to the show, unaware that they are more than just part of the audience in this production, and find their own lives under the scrutiny of the Mammy Nun's leader, Thing-Fish, voiced by long-time Zappa cohort Ike Willis. Organized religion, homosexuality, feminism, and racial identity are just some of the subjects Zappa throws onto a groove of tight rock and a sheet of vocal sound. Maybe not one of Zappa's best albums, but certainly one of his most daring. --Andrew Boscardin"
Like I say this album is quite quite insane and that's only disc one here comes disc 2
current mood:  hungry
current music: Frank Zappa - He's So Gay
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3:16 pm - Yet there is nothing to go on outside assumptions
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So I am reading the pixies biography by John Mendelssohn and came across this paragraph that reads as follows “Whatever he may claim to the contrary, no 21-year-old boy writes songs for any other reason then to get laid, be it by bragging about his virility, at one end of the spectrum, or on the other proclaiming his extraordinary sensitivity by either decrying the world’s injustice or confessing his inability to endure it”
It then goes on to say how Frank Black is the only exception with Surfa Rosa – writing songs about incest, disfigurement and venereal disease.
This struck a chord with me cus I write songs about really ridiculous subject matter to be fair.. At 17 I wrote songs that fulfilled the criteria described by John above but at 18 I started to have more fun writing songs about, amongst other subjects ; glaring at the globe theatre postage stamps – whilst on acid and imagining that I was a real estate agent trying to sell it whilst bizarrely a huge shadow of a comet passes overhead {that songs called Coda,}, then I wrote a song about a b movie actor who had to sell out after be transformed into a prawn – then became a pawn actor.
Then at 19-21 I decided to write about things like apocalyptic dreams, sleep paralysis – which I have suffered from a great deal through my life, H.R Giger, the book 1984, astrophysics and astronomy and relationships were hardly ever mentioned cus I am real cynical towards them. I even wrote a song about a wilder beast who is lost at the bottom of the river thymes – fer Christ sakes.. I also wrote songs about Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland – one of my favorite books donchaknow?, a song that was derived from a poem about the film mull Holland drive and Godspeedyoublackempeor! – the band who saved me..
Not until I read this statement was I aware how different my song writing is, it’s no wonder I never fitted in with any scene. Now I’m writing songs about fantasists – the people who create chaos within our lives with out right lies and mistruths. Another recent song is about unreachable people like Jez, Clit and Ed – getting mobile phones. This all avoided the relationship factor – Ironically Your’s was about star signs and sure I’ve had a muse in the past – I wrote about her ability to dream an underworld in her head..
But I had no head way with relationships… Then Sunday at a party, I talked for a long time and shared a spliff with this amazing girl {who shall remain nameless,} and I found her to be a very intriguing personality to say the least, this was the sort of moment where two people really connected.… She also seemed to actually be interested in my life, my music ect. At the time I was stupidly high but I know I can get to talk to her again. Whether it's a relationship or friendship I want one or the other and I want to talk to her again. I'll feel honoured just to be friends with her to be honest.
So I wake up Monday and scribble down the following lyrics
“She comes on in waves washing irrational feelings right out of the bay/ Yet there is nothing to go on outside assumptions/ there is nothing to live on cept illusions that cannot be touched…”
And know the unavoidable truth that now I am in the realm of cliché’s at long long last.. Even worse is I wont let this drop, I have to find out what'll happen next..
Help me…
Also worth mentioning - RICKY IS A DUDE!! Wow thanks so much for your compliments on the shit I churn out at 11:47 - ur coments reinforce the will to go on writing songs - not much else does these days. Really I was about to just give up writing songs but your reaction has made me change my mind.
Anyway Adib and I are off to get some food, stay tuned, same sporadic bat-channel, same sporadic bat-time..
current mood:  restless
current music: silence
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2:20 am - One of the newest things I most like to do is….
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Scribbling lyrics whilst hanging out in a little wooden shed listening to records. All the while the most phenomenal thunder storm is battering the edges of the said shed. Bolts and balls of purple light dance across the acrid grey cloud cover and the rain pours so hard that you feel like you are in a tiny little paper boat - coated in paraffin heading towards a drain hole.. The spiders in the shed dance around on their tiny silken life lines clinging for dear life... Whilst all of this is going on a very Zen like figure {who shall remain nameless,} is performing one of the most amazing three deck dj mixes you have ever heard and it is synchronized to the start and end of the storm. Then the fear sets in, I feel traped and the spiders and making it even more uneasy. Sir Zen dispatches the spiders to the outside world removing a tiny amount of the fear..
Mr Zen pipes up “Shall we go outside?”, “Are you serious?” I retort, somehow I know he is and before we know it we are both outside pretending to conduct the lightning with our finger tips.. Arcs of light dance in the distance… “Jesus”, I quip! “It’s far away don’t worry,” replies my spectacled friend..
Now as if to prove us both wrong at that exact second a bolt of jagged energy strikes above our heads… Still we laugh stupidly and decide to conduct the storm some more.. Then we return to the shed…
I attempt quite pitifully to obtain a photograph of the storm – using my friend’s phone… but alas it isn’t possible.. Now the plateau of this storm was an amazing peak and then some. four O'clock in the morning and trails of ball lighting a very rare phenomenon at that, dance across the sheets of vapor in the distance.. We turn the light off in the hut and it enhances the splendor ten fold NO 5000000000 fold.. Just a tiny little space lit up in tranquil natural water colours of the sky.. The ravages of nature do not get caught on film this night.. Alas but as mr Zen said “Your memories will last longer then any photo..” Quite, I can still picture the scene over and over.. every second played out.. and why is the memory so clear?
You can't believe it happened but then you play the 90 minute tape and know you have a rare treasure indeed, personally put together by one of your dearest friends - the only person on the planet to be in that same moment with you and you know this moment will live forever.. One of the things I like to do more then anything is play that tape over and over!!
It has left an imprint on my consciousness and it wont ever fade…
current mood: indescribable
current music: lightning before sunrise
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| Wednesday, April 27th, 2005
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7:56 pm - A valid question and it's answer
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"reality calling mr craigus"
Anonymous)
Question : Hey Craig, theirs this tribe in Africa and when the children reach a certain age they have to go through some ritual thing and get given a small dose of some tree to eat, and aparantly it fucks you up. Its extremely toxic and this guy who was staying with them for a week tried it and he spent the first two hours wrenching, and then he says you have these visions of your self, of how you see your self, and how other see you, and then you recall all the things you have done that hashurted people and puts you omn a massive guilt trip.
Why don't you try that next?
Answer : How about I don't you sarcastic prick! Do you think I brought salvia off of the internet? Or brought a pack of baby wood rose seeds from the local garden centre just cus they have a small trace of LSA?? OR NO, how about I go and inject myself with a large dose of baby bio into my left nut sack?? OR how about I relocate to America and buy some black trousers and a nice white shirt and convert to been a Mormon?? I wont do any of these things because they are quite frankly stupid. Don't get me wrong here you are free to leave a message, BUT next time leave your name and don't be a spineless jerk!
When I did Salvia I brought it from a shop called Zen not from the market or some grotty dealer, nor did I grow it myself. I got it from a shop that specializes in "New Age" things just like if you wanted say a large stabbing implement you would go to one those glamorous gun shops off the tything - which I don't.. Now before taking salvia it sat in it’s little vial for a whole two days – just sitting there, imagine that! These druggies notoriously have no self control! I mean look at such great writers as Hunter S Thompson, William S Burroughs ect they were on yage, sunshine acid, coke, pills, uppers downers, will was even on heroin at one point.. Here I am aged 22 and haven’t even touched shit like pills, heroin or coke and quite frankly never would..
Now to out line the use of salvia – it lasted what a day or so afterwards? I brought over the counter at a store… I went to the product web site and then researched {at great length}
on sites such as http://www.deathandhell.com/corpus/trips_index.html
that site is run by a guy called quite peculiarly Infek bin Laden
or a great resource for salvia –
http://www.sagewisdom.org/experiences.html .
On these various sites I was aware it was a ridiculously strong drug – someone turned into a shopping trolley and found themselves been pushed down the isles of a super market, or how about this kid??
“I found myself as a head on a zipper line as I ran around the room I was aware I was unzipping reality behind me” - now this one was the clincher, I was also told in every FAQ that a “Sitter” had to be present – someone who wasn’t under the influence – we did that…
For the record I don’t intend doing Salvia again or anything else like that, you have to call it a day at some point don’t you? Wow I must be so NAIVE!!
Mind you though at least when I don’t inhabit reality the m key works on Dad’s laptop
current mood:  cynical
current music: radio sarga - aghhhhhhhhhhhh
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| Tuesday, April 26th, 2005
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1:02 pm - leave shamanism to the experts boys and girls
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Hello well it's been a while, my band has been semi inactive but we have a few ideas brewing and I finally have an M key to play with again. I missed college for two days now it seems to be a habit but I seem to get more work done else where then in college which is a sad fact really. My recent problem is a tooth that has cracked in the centre so it hurts likeasonovabitch. I am on lots of ibuprofen and pain killers in general which is making me feel quite groggy. Today I had to wait until the pharmacy opened at 9 - take the tablet and leg it to music city to get my telecaster fixed at long last. Then when I decided to go to college the pain killers kicked in and I decided against it and went to the library instead. Then I went back home, sat in the kitchen with Toney, vic and co. Almost got in an argument with Nikki cus Dan and I didn't talk to each other cus it was awkward - the soap opera continues.
Anyway I don't have a whole lot to say except I have been listening to a lot of early zappa and last week tried Salvia for the first time. This stuff was insane like a cross between acid, speed, ketermin. I have never tried the last one but I described the effects to Tristram and he said it was exactly like that. Salvia is basically this smoking herb dried out into a vial of small leaves - it's also legal - fuck knows why! You toke a bong full of the stuff and then you get this intense bouncy hallucinogenic burst of utter weirdness.
SALVIA!:::
As with most trips the setting was everything - Kryss and his girlfriend Chiara{sp?} were at Kryss pad and we decided to try it - well okay I had planed we should try it. The ultimate idea I had was using the precognition effects to create some insanely in sync and tune music. So we turned the tv down, plugged in the eight track and listened back to the last practice in Hereford. This was okay at first, we just used a pipe for the first few hits and it was very mild - so mild the surreal qualities blended in seemingly with reality. I noticed this crack appear in the ceiling and thought "This stuff is shit it's doing nothing," then I realised this was it - the crack splintered outwards as a kind of web shaped pattern and then the walls slowly started to dissolve. Pretty cool so far, Chiara had a hit and she thought she was really wet and laughed at a stupid joke for about 15 minutes. We didn't know at this point but this shit was strong, we should have cottoned onto the fact it puts you into a mild skitzso frame of mind, but we didn't. So I took another pipe load of it, this time stronger and suddenly the entire room and space I was in disappeared – replaced by a subbuteo table {see bellow}.
It was a extreme close up of the green canvas of the table and it had two players cut out – I noticed almost immediately that the players were K and Chiara and they were talking about Sunday lunch… weird.. Their faces were contorted and animated in a really surreal way which I can’t describe but shall attempt. K’s face was almost like a really badly drawn line – for a mouthe and two little slits for eyes. Then almost as suddenly as it occurred a giant hand came down and moved Kryss to kick a plastic ball and then reality then crashed back down and I had an almighty head ache.
By this point Kryss had assembled a bong out of a coke bottle, some tape and shottie tube. I loaded the shottie tube and kryss then creamed it for me so it would be easy to blow back then I emptied my lungs and inhaled a litre of this vanilla tasting smoke then I vanished…
At this point nothing was real but I had no idea this was the case. The eight track had suddenly became very very annoying it looped a riff over and over at minute intervals and Kryss, Chiara and myself {or should I say I wasn’t there?} were talking about the same thing over and over. A voice at the back of my mind was saying how disappointed it was in me abusing the sacred ritual that was a shaman’s right to passage – it was mocking and it was also very irritating it filled me with guilt but above all of these things – it wasn’t mine!
The faces were severed from my friends bodies and only their contorted features remained spinning like a big load of clothes in a washing machine and I found it quite terrifying. To make matters worse still, random objects from around the room got whirled up into the mix and before I knew it they were orbiting the one thing that was causing the constant loop – the eight track.
Suddenly lots of random sentences got uttered by Kryss and my head felt like it was severed at certain angles – bizzarely in the shaped of an eight track – I tried to get my head around the idea I was the eight track because this was the case – but I knew I was something else – I had no idea who I was though no matter how hard I thought. “Eat the eight track” soared past lcd display on my face. “It’s okay you just scared me” said Chiara, Her words passed right past the left mic input that was on the side of my hair line. “You’ll be okkkkkkkkkkkkkkkay MMMMMMMMMMMMMate” said Kryss slowed down to an insane rumble – “I wouldn’t!”, I yelled pitifully! Too fuckin right too!
Then suddenly I saw the eight track again – in the mirror I hurled myself at the thing and tried to turn it off then I threw myself across the room towards what looked like a pile of molten flesh – this thing turned out to be Chiara – it get’s even more confusing here so I’ll leave it at that…
Next thing I know though – I get my mind back BUT the room is still getting stretched this way and that… Kryss puts the pixies on and shit goes back to normal THANK GOD!!
Kryss tried his share of this stuff too and the next day we both talked about how drained it made us feel and how we felt we had touched upon madness! The thing with this stuff was there was no gear change as with things like Mushrooms and Acid and what have you. There was no come up or come down. There was just the peak and then things were not normal! It’s like reality was a carpet pulled from under your feet.. This stuff was not to be screwed with! How naive we were for thinking it would be easy to control and that we could make music on this stuff! The peak of the trip was at the start then it felt like the peak of an acid trip for about a day afterwards!
So what do we learn from this experience boys and girls? Leave shamanism to the experts THAT’S WHAT!! If I ever do this again there is no way I will do as much as I did..
current mood: hup 2 3 4
current music: The Mothers Of Invention - Motherly Love
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| Monday, April 18th, 2005
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2:02 pm - Yowza
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Today I started production on my animation for my course. It is called Ouroborous Introspection and it's really bizzare, these are concept sketches of the animation, I basically decided to base every drawing on a wood grain patern in a table, a window sill and some of the trees down Shrubbery Avenue.
{Above} these sketches depict the protagonist of the story
{Above} concept of dali esq skull trees
{Above} concept sketch of advisor of the woods who betrays and missleads protagonist the first sketch is good sage the second is bad sage as if you couldn't guess that is..
{Above}these are some of the optical paterns to be used as texture..
I also went to a beautiful place called Chapter Meadows today and I took shitloads of photos for wood texture. In adition the sketches and cell drawings I shall be using real world textures...
current mood:  mellow
current music: chatter
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| Saturday, April 16th, 2005
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1:34 pm - ahhh
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Howdy doody well last night went real well it was intense but I got many good pieces of art work out of the whole experience. For some reason last night I managed to recall a lot of lost memories some of which were quite haunting. The first one was when I bit off a top on a glue pot and ripped my toothe out at the root - that was horrid. I was only 4 too. Last night just thinking of that was quite painfull. The rest was a little to detailed to go into to be honest.. I enjoyed it though..
current mood:  vague
current music: Distophia
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| Friday, April 15th, 2005
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10:37 pm - well..2 day
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I finally got a copy of..
and it's... insane
A concept album on the month of April in cartoon music with fast metal guitars, funky, jaz, cartoon bass and delirious Patton vocals... and the drums
and the original looney tunes carl starling samples
woah..
current mood: ecstatic
current music: 04/10/05 and 04/11/05 by Fantomas
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| Tuesday, April 12th, 2005
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9:46 am - Yet this keyboard has an "M" button
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Makes a bleedin change! I can finally type an entry without worrying about where the M's go and having to paste them in. Shame this is a mac though, I don't like macs much.. So update : blah blah course work, blah blah music, blah blah blah music, blah blah knackered, blah blah helped Dickie with some course work, blah blah 10 weeks left of this course may fail DONT CARE, blah blah so ejfhewfnweoi bored.
Kryss has informed me that we are playing jam night wednesday at the marrs bar.. Not bad cept for two minor issues
1: I hate the marrs bar
2: I hate jam night
So we are going to go on and actually do a real set for once as oposed to our usual jam/fuckabout that happen at all random excursions to the said shitty marrs bar..
current mood: why did I get outta bed!
current music: not music just the thought of food
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| Friday, April 8th, 2005
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4:28 am - sleepy
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look a platypus!
stolen from Trevor Dunn of all people he has a pretty cool site -
http://trevordunn.n3.net/
current mood:  tired
current music: suspended animation - fantomas
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