viernes, 10 de abril de 2015

lunes, 6 de abril de 2015

How to glitch

So...you want to glitch?
Here some stuff, writtings and tutorials...enjoy.

glitch code tutorial ... clic here

glitch studies manifiesto... clic here

glitch reader[rr0r]  (book of 161 pages about glitch)...     clic here


martes, 24 de febrero de 2015

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I don´t forget my blog. I swear.

domingo, 6 de julio de 2014

Comic: Lost Girls

Lost Girls es una novela gráfica erótica escrita por Alan Moore y dibujada por su esposa Melinda Gebbie. Cuenta una nueva historia de Alicia (de Alicia en el país de las maravillas), Dorothy (de el mago de Oz) y de Wendy (de Peter Pan).  Los tres personajes se conocen ya adultos y se involucran mutuamente en una serie de aventuras sexuales en el marco de una sociedad decimonónica muy reprimida y conservadora.


                                  Para descargar clic aquí
Idioma: inglés

jueves, 26 de junio de 2014

El baño de fuego

          < Para lograr experimentar la
sensación de inmaterialidad, existen
tantos caminos que toda tentativa
de establecer una jerarquía sería
extremadamente arriesgada, por no
decir inútil. Cada uno toma una vía
diferente según su temperamento.
Por lo que a mi respecta, pienso que
el baño de fuego constituye la
tentativa más fecunda. Sentir en
todo nuestro ser un incendio, un
calor absoluto, notar que brotan en
nuestro interior llamas voraces, no
ser más que relámpago y
resplandor: eso es un baño de
fuego. Se realiza entonces una
purificación capaz de anular a la
propia existencia.


¿ Acaso las olas de calor y las
llamas no devastan hasta su núcleo,
no consumen la vida, no reducen su
fuerza quitándole todo carácter
agresivo, a una simple aspiración?
Experimentar un baño de fuego,
soportar los caprichos de un
violento calor interior, ¿no es
alcanzar una pureza inmaterial
semejante a una danza de llamas?
La liberación de la gravedad gracias
a ese baño de fuego, ¿no convierte
la vida en una ilusión o en un sueño?
Y ella no es apenas nada
comparado con la sensación final -
tan paradójica- en la que el
sentimiento de esa realidad onírica
es sustituido por la sensación de ser
 reducido a cenizas, sensación que
corona inevitablemente todo baño
de fuego interior. Se puede hablar
con razón, a partir de ese momento,
de inmaterialidad. Quemadas hasta
el último grado por nuestras propias
llamas, privados de toda existencia
individual, transformado en un
montón de cenizas, ¿ cómo
podríamos experimentar una razón
de vivir? Una loca voluptuosidad de
una ironía infinita se apodera de mí
cuando imagino mis cenizas
desperdigadas por todo el planeta,
frenéticamente agitadas por el
viento, diseminándome en el
espacio como un eterno reproche
contra este mundo.> E.M Cioran




miércoles, 25 de junio de 2014

Tank girl movie soundtrack


                                                                          Download Here

martes, 24 de junio de 2014

Acumen nation

It's a glorious downpour for me
Like I'm swallowing down all the horror in you
All the beauty in you... all the happiness in you

Download full album here

sábado, 22 de marzo de 2014

...

am i alone?
...somebody here?

viernes, 21 de marzo de 2014

A Prehistory of Industrial Music

Brian Duguid


INTRODUCTION
"Industrial culture? There has been a phenomena; I don't know whether it's strongenough to be a culture. I do think what we did has had a reverberation right aroundthe world and back." Genesis P. Orridge (Throbbing Gristle) [1]I've often thought that somebody really ought to write a history of industrial music.After all, there are histories of reggae, rap, and countless rock, jazz, folk andclassical histories. Unfortunately, the best books on industrial music (Re/Search'sIndustrial Culture Handbook and Charles Neal's Tape Delay) were both writtenwhen the genre was still fresh, still on the move, and neither tells us much aboutwhere the music came from. A more recent contribution to the field, DaveThompson's Industrial Revolution suffers from Americocentrism, major omissions,basic errors and from a concentration on electrobeat and industrial rock to the nearexclusion of all else. Still, this article isn't that history; that will have to wait forsomeone better qualified than I.Instead, I offer a prehistory, a look at heritage, tradition and ancestry. For all thatindustrial music set out to provide the shock of the new, it's impossible tounderstand its achievements without a context to place them in. Few, if any, of itstactics and methods were truly original, although the way it combined itscomponents was very much of its time.Before the prehistory can be properly explored, we need to know what this"industrial music" is, or was. It would be hard to disagree with the suggestion thatprior to the formation of Throbbing Gristle as a side-project of performance art groupCOUM Transmissions in late 1975 [2] industrial music did not exist; and certainlythe genre took its name from the label that Throbbing Gristle set up, IndustrialRecords. Monte Cazazza is usually acknowledged as inventing the term "industrialmusic", and the label used the name in a very specific sense - as a negativecomment on the desire for "authenticity" that still dominated music in the seventies.Very few of the groups who were initially called "industrial" liked the term, althoughfrom the mid-80s it became a word that bands embraced willingly, to the extent thatnowadays even quite tedious rock bands claim to be industrial, and the jazz / classical ensemble, Icebreaker, has even bizarrely been described as an "industrial"group. Rock and jazz groups don't waste much time worrying about the word usedto define their genre, so for my purposes I'm happy to include in the "industrial"genre plenty of artists who tried to disown the label.The groups who were released on Industrial Records (Throbbing Gristle, CabaretVoltaire, ClockDVA, Thomas Leer and Robert Rental, Monte Cazazza, S.P.K., withthe probable exception of The Leather Nun and Elizabeth Welch [3]) combined aninterest in transgressive culture with an interest in the potential of noise as music,and it's easy to see how groups like Einstürzende Neubauten, Whitehouse or TestDept can be considered to share similar interests.Dave Henderson's seminal Wild Planet article [4] presented a survey of the (mainlyBritish and European) "industrial" scene as it was recognised in 1983, but withartists as diverse as Steve Reich, Mark Shreeve, AMM and Laibach cited it wasclear even then that the borders of industrial music couldn't be clearly defined.Since then, the music has fragmented, most notably into a division betweenexperimental and dance/rock-oriented artists (or uncommercial and commercial).The popular "industrial" musicians, such as Front 242 or Ministry, draw on theelements of early industrial music most amenable to the rock and techno arenas

(sometimes this just means aggression and paranoia); the others have exploredindustrial music's relationships with ritual music, musique concrete, academicelectronic music, improvisation and pure noise. In recent times, through thepopularity of ambient music, several artists involved in this more "experimental"tradition have achieved more popular recognition than before.It's tempting to see the fragmentation of industrial music into popular and"underground" areas as just a recognition of the relative accessibility of differentmusical styles, but this would be extremely misleading. As with jazz and rock, it'sanother example of "a music of revolt transformed into a repetitive commodity ... Acontinuation of the same effort, always resumed and renewed, to alienate aliberatory will in order to produce a market" [5]. As industrial music's history andprehistory will make clear, industrial music originally articulated ideas of subversionthat go significantly beyond the saleable "rebellion" that the rock commodity offers.It was inevitable that the market would adopt only the superficial aggression andstylisms.It's clear that the label, "industrial music", is of no use in pigeonholing music, but itstill serves as a useful pointer to a web of musical and personal relationships, acommon pool of interests and ideas which every industrial sub-genre has someconnection with. The uncommercial industrial tradition has frequently been labelled"post-industrial"; in contrast, this article attempts to identify "pre-industrial" music.However, as will become obvious, there are few meaningful boundaries betweenindustrial music and its ancestors.Writing in Alternative Press, Michael Mahan attempted to define industrial music as"an artistic reflection of the de-humanisation of our people and the inexorablepollution of our planet by our factory-based socio-economic state" [6]. This is toosimplistic; if industrial music were simply anti-factory music then it would encompassany number of reactionary Luddites. Mahan at least managed to identify some ofthe genre's important musical precursors, citing Edgard Varèse, KarlheinzStockhausen, David Vorhaus, Frank Zappa and Klaus Schulze as some probableancestors. Jon Savage has elsewhere identified five areas that characterisedindustrial music [7]: access to information, shock tactics, organisational autonomy,extra-musical elements, and use of synthesizers and anti-music. By examining eachin turn, it will soon become obvious exactly what place industrial music has in thetwentieth century cultural tradition.     

       
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viernes, 3 de enero de 2014

Einsturzende Neubauten

Machine noise, pure industrial.

jueves, 2 de enero de 2014

Punk pigs



viernes, 20 de diciembre de 2013

Crash Worship - Awake



 can you feel it?

domingo, 4 de agosto de 2013

CITYSTRUCK by Dan Rodil



Complex contagious and metal towers
streets and cables the city bowels
broken cars under falling bridges
deadzones and wastelands at the fringes.
Houses not homes at every corner
as the daddy kills his child
the plumbing assasinates the plumber.
Trees that yell to be killed from their missery
even the sky here thunders bitterly.
Choppers over squares kill the insane and the poor
while someone watches it on the telly feeling dull.
Uncanny cats and dying dogs will one day kill the noble
and even then dandys wont learn to be humble.
Cafes and bars at a decaying state
dust and rubble their common fate.
Gods attack us tenderly
anymore would destroy definetly
And between all this Century's rubble
with the sky in my mind, a rumble,
I see and feel compulsive behaviours,
those of a stalker and a madman,
and being mindstruck by a sandman,
I do follow and stalk without perversion,
the perversion comes when hours past,
I do look at my simple actions horrorstruck
And come to a cafe and then fast
write it all out and then at last
feel this metal land backing away
a peaceful night crawls inside my head,
then I can to my soul do say
"Oh Gods, that girl is nice"
without feeling zombified
nor citystruck
my worldly love then amplified.

viernes, 7 de junio de 2013

DEERDUS† - Hooker


Reconfigure the shit music.

Deep sea creatures



some of my drawings of deep creatures of the sea.

miércoles, 29 de mayo de 2013

Plástico

Lo veo todo blanco, filas de cajas se fugan al infinito: Lacoste, Zara, kipling y Julio, rezan en el espacio. A lo lejos veo a su diosa de cabellos largos que promete un elixir de vida a base de frapuchinos y café sobrevaluado. Sandalias azules y pantalones abombados cortos, mujeres de cabello planchado con senos plastificados y hombres que las pasean agarrándolas de la cintura como exhibiendo un trofeo, como paseando a su perro. Niñas pequeñas y malcriadas pintadas como prostitutas salen de una de las cajas, pegando con sus varitas mientras mueven sus vestidos, del otro lado del estacionamiento veo objetos empaquetados que salen del supermercado…oh, perdón, son personas empaquetadas saliendo del supermercado. 
Repeticiones sin sentido, gente que ríe sin algún sonido, celulares inteligentes que esclavizan a su gente, edecanes que intentan venderme algún producto que no necesito, lo veo todo blanco, blanco como la luz cegadora, blanco como la mente de quien no tiene ya nada dentro de sí, sacrilegio intelectual, quiero vomitar, tropieza una niña con su varita de plástico, aquella que no dejaba de pedir un nuevo ipod porque el suyo ya está muy usado, no aguanto mi malestar, todo me da vueltas, mi estómago me impide esquivarla...vomito en su cara.

miércoles, 15 de mayo de 2013

Taste

I´m broken 
with a thousand needles stuck on my brain
 tasting like shit,
 why are you with me?
 i see all gray 
waiting for my time to just go away 
running from pain and hope
 having sick thoughs,
 why are you with me?
 im a loser, a no one
 you don´t care 
is that pity? 
you are so pure 
i´m so lame 
like kindness touching wrong. 
If you stay with me 
i´ll corrupt you 
transgress you 
violate you 
so
 why are you with me?

jueves, 2 de mayo de 2013

sábado, 19 de enero de 2013

'I FINK U FREEKY' by DIE ANTWOORD

 just like this blog, the perfect video  =p