Global Warming is weak in the pants

i said it, what. Its so god damn cold outside, and i'm no pussy. Yes thats a picture of me, but don't leave me now. Although my appearance may shock and appall, I'm truly benign.
Reader, I write to you through the filth and residue of psychedelic pretensions only plausible in an intro to video art class. As my classmates tool around on final cut creating what they call art (and some call kaleidoscopic bullshit) I reflect on my temperature preferences and respective music tastes. As previously stated, its cold. In every facet of life its cold. Outside, frigid; inside, stark; middleside?, dangerous... oh so dangerous. But where this pans out in the end is a shout out to seattle trio Cold Cave. They make cool music that sounds somewhere between a melodic representation of andy warhol's 'factory' and new order if mr. kurtis wasn't so damn into himself and was still around... so i guess it wouldn't be new order just joy division...[he hung himself you see]. And by 'sort-of-like' i mean exactly like... and by that i mean completely ripped off, but I'll err on the side of 'sort-of-like' because what Cold Cave do is good, and i enjoy that. The opener Cebe and Me is deck as f, and those words in succession are a true accolade to those seattle based bastards.
So check out cold cave, they are pretty cool
and by cool i mean cold
and fuck is it cold
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i'm a cat

Who the fuck are The Wrens?

When New Jersey does something right I feel like a moment needs to be taken, just to let everything thing sink in you know? Just a moment to say a prayer for loved ones, and admire the miracle that is anything good coming out of new jersey. Now i'm sure it feels like 911 to hear those words, "Good and guido-land" in succession, however lets take a moment to reflect on cool things that came from NJ.
-John D. Rockefeller operated his standard oil company from Bayonne

-Cymbals Eat Guitars are from there....
...hmm. I guess we can revisit this later.
Oh wait, the point of this post, the fucking wrens (its actually just the wrens). Today i saw on some stupid website that this band was working on a new LP, and i had never heard of them before so i checked out their highest reviewed album "the meadowlands". To my surprise they were kind of whiny and lacking in awesomeness. As i later embarked on a treacherous adventure to buy boxes for my mother, a strange task that I'm still confused by, i was struck by the chorus of 'Happy,' a song off the album, which had wedged itself into my head. Suffice it to say i grew angry and started cursing violently to rid the melody from my brain, but to no avail, just a bunch of scared children playing four-square next to my vehicle. I don't know why i was parked in a playground either. The point, the wrens aren't actually good, they use magic to embed their music in your head. Oh, and they are from New Jersey, however i'm not sure if we should take a pause for them yet. I...I just don't know what to think anymore.

This + Acid = Nightmares for the rest of my life

So The Knife may or may not be one of my favorite electro-duos of all time. My hesitancy is in this; their music is, in my snooty opinion, the most avant-garde pop music today [emphasis on the pop because bradford cox is churning out shit that is stupidly avant-garde, "carve your initials on the wall"? Too weird...] and their finesse in crafting intense atmosphere all the while creating a dance tune is remarkable, however with their more recent score for the Darwinian 'Tomorrow in a Year' has me concerned that they may in fact be the devil. I don't know how that would work, or what that even means, but im just saying...i mean they dont even try and hide it really

Spin took that photo, apparently ever since the shoot spin has been plagued by a curse of sucking ass, and its weird because the knife had the foresight to give them the curse before they were a duo... spin sucks. But really, the opera is fucking crazy. Check this bitch. God, the swedes, they think they are so cool.

Also, I'm perfectly aware that it looks like Olof Dreijer is ejaculating out of his eyes. Perfectly aware...

Joy Orbison is a god

Fuck, dubstep is cool. I've been sitting on ableton for the last hour trying to make funky beats, but nothing will ever phase the funkiness that is Joy Orbison. I don't get his name which is apparently something either humorous or cool beyond its face value. Oh well, I guess I'll listen to Wet Look for awhile. Damn you Joy..