Feeling all to excited about everything? Happier than ever? Found the meaning of life? Well, whatever it is, how on top of the world you are, we have the perfect cure for that. We can take you back down to earth with only one, yes, you read it: ONE hyperlink! Ready? Be warned though: after you click it you're on your own, all by yourself. http://alfamatrix.bandcamp.com/album/seconds This EP is just plain UGLY, so much that we cannot find the right words to write about it without being banned from Blogger so we leave it . . . all yours now. You've been warned so don't come crying over our shoulders after you listened to it. YIKES-GHEE-OWCRAP!
I guess you can call it typical anyway because I haven't experienced it any other way: It all start sometime at dawn or just before the sun turns up in the east when we wake up to the rhytms of whatever tune that was loaded into the HUGE alarm-wake-up-centre, this Sunday it was the last CD from Cat rapes dog People as prey. We chose that one while waiting for their next CD that will be released in September this year, their first since 1999! --- Cat Rapes Dog – People As Prey
Then we go out to the pigstie where we find ourselves a real fat pig that we slaughter so we have some bacon with our eggs that we got from the henhouse. This is washed down with some freshly squeezed orange juice we have flewn in from Florida every day, even Sundays. The end of breakfast is then marked with a mug of real strong Classic Festivita coffee. We are now awake! If the weather allows, sometimes even if it isn't, we put on our heavy EBM outfits and go for a stroll, or walk if that's the spirit of the day. Today this walk was accompanied by none others than: --- Pouppée Fabrikk - We Have Come To Drop Bombs (2013 Remaster)
Back from the stroll/walk we prepare lunch and today it was Danish pastry on the menu, yummy!
Rest of the day we just chill, relax and take it easy, loading our batteries so to say. A typical EB Sunday in not so many words . . . --- Hocico – El Último Minuto (Antes de que tu Mundo caiga)
You know how it is when you have set yourself a goal that you achieve and then where are you at right this very moment and wonder; oh well, and then what? Little as it is for me today, so was yesterday and will most likely be so tomorrow. I know this because I know myself well enough by now, perhaps better than any other living person. It's about the Trinity, that is, the three best albums ever released, and a little about how it happened from the day I decided that the big three were, and until now then they hang framed on one of my walls. Honestly I do not know exactly when it started but it must have been sometime in the second half of the hip '70s, there was certainly some kind of drug in the picture as silverrom or hashish. The talk goes and records spinning on the plate as they did in those days when someone suddenly comes up with the brilliant idea that every one who is present to pick out three records that he, there was usually no ladies on these occasions, was considered judgment absolute best ever made. Any thought for a long time during which more drugs was consumed and after that moment it was time to talk about the three selected. I can not remember what the others opted for tiles but my three were: Sgt Pepper by the Beatles, Ziggy Stardust by David Bowie and the Beatles' White Album. Think it's called that anyway. The rules were harsh and did not allow selection of two albums by the same artist so I had to think hard again and came to the Yellow brick road with Elton John. Since then I have kept myself to these three when it is actually not issued a single plate since hitting one of them on the feet. Of course, it has been released good albums in the meantime but no quite up to scratch: to be played over and over again without you tire of it. The property possesses today only these three plates. Point. Half a year ago, (set a goal) I decided to get up vinyl copies of the Big Three and stroking them when I found a place that sells frames customized just for vinyl pouch. After much flipping the disc crates and cardboard boxes on skivbörsar and diffuse locations, I managed to finish so there hangs them now and yes I am happy with what I accomplished but how do I proceed? It is actually nicely with covers so now it's just running, I thought. Not as tightly focused on three specific cover, but just go berserk. Clear disk purses on vinyls with cool, stylish covers? Not only would this be extremely costly but also bestow ridicule on the whole thing so I decided to just invest in covers for CDs, if I really like. Which is nice. Now it is unfortunately so that they are quite numerous so why would I want a little help with choosing. Them first three covers/vinyls out are:
24 years is a long time but as they say: time flies when you have fun but all things must come to an end sooner or later. If you're not the Rolling Stones of course where time stopped some three decades ago and has never moved since. German group And One has left us with the words from one of the founders, Steve Naghavi:
"Für And One besteht kein Bedarf mehr, weder bei einer neuen Plattenfirma zu unterschreiben, noch für And One ein eigenes Label zu gründen. Die letzten Werke lassen wir einfach nur pressen und verkaufen sie selber auf Konzerten und online oder so. Mal sehn. Scheiß auf Charts oder Konventionen. And One ist durch mit der Branche." When will we hear those words from Dave Gahan? Soon and in English hopefully.
Why it's easier to pick funniest word of the morning than what CD album to buy? Conan has the allmighty answer to that: "the devil knows and the devil cares". Don't know who Conan is? What? Where were you born? And when?He's THE man. A barbarian from Cimmeria so what he says kinda is a bit like the law. Period. Why I don't ask the devil what CD to buy? Well, it's not that easy even for us who have direct access to him because he is a bit of an ass when it comes to interacting with mortals so we have to do with the second best; you! These are the two candidates for new album purchases in April now that Skinny Puppy's Weapon and Sofia Jannok's Ahpi (Wide As Oceans) is released in May:
No, we don't supply the links so you can listen to them because we simply don't trust you. Who said that? Funniest word this morning? Panties of course.
I sure would like to have a talk with the moron who came up with the phrase 'dark electro' and all other bullshitty pre-electro words, cause that's what it all is: empty words. There can only be electro, not dark, light, goth or fusion electro because that is plain stupid so stop using these words NOW! And look forward to May 24th instead when X-Fusion releases a new album. That's pretty much all we know at the moment since title and cover can't be find anywhere, at least not in the places we've looked so if you have more information about this you are more than welcome to share it with us. Thanks. Until then you're free to enjoy this X-Fusion song sponsored by Swedish help organisation Hjärt- & Lungfonden:
So, finally I found the third album and maybe it's no holy triunity for the common man or woman out there in the snowy streets of Stockholm but for me it's important. Been searching for these three covers for as long as I can't remember and today I found the last one, Ziggy, at the market in Hötorget (Haysquare) which was the last place I expected to find it which show that you shall never expect anything but the unexpected.
Why these three albums? Partly it's to show all of you readers that we have a softer side alongside our tough, more harsh one but mainly it's because these are the three best albums ever recorded. Period! Hugs and smooches
