venerdì, agosto 29, 2003

 
Inoltre:

SEVENTH LEVEL OF HELL

Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.

Level Who are sent there? Score
Purgatory Repenting Believers Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo Virtuous Non-Believers Very Low
Level 2 Lustful Very High
Level 3 Gluttonous Moderate
Level 4 Prodigal and Avaricious High
Level 5 Wrathful and Gloomy Extreme
Level 6 - Heretics High
Level 7 Violent Extreme
Level 8- the Malebolge Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus Treacherous Very High

Miss Ann Thropy bitched about this at 3:26 AM.

 
(che poi in realtà l'ho sempre saputo. Era stato solamente un innocuo scambio di identità.
Avevo deciso di barattarvi, come per gioco. Un gioco volto a solleticare un'autostima perennemente oscurata)

Le mie aspettative sono SEMPRE enormi.
Momento dopo momento. Nient'altro che un'ottimista perennemente scontenta.
Il pessimismo (mi voto a te, cara capacità di lasciare perdere tutto) nasce dalla presa di coscienza di questo eterno sur-volere, dei mille, infantili castelli in aria destinati a morte precoce.
Il pessimismo è la condizione generale. E' la strada maestra che continuo a smarrire.
Il pessimismo è un barlume di coscienza. E' un aprire gli occhi lucido e momentaneo.
Il resto è pura irrealtà.
E dici di governare ogni momento, afferrare ogni giorno.

Sulle panchine. Pizza notturna. Chiacchiere coi soci. Sveglia attendendo di registrare un film.
Miss Ann Thropy bitched about this at 3:16 AM.

giovedì, agosto 28, 2003

 
Hanno messo i cerealix nelle macchinette.
E' chiaro. E' palese. Sarà la mia fine.
Miss Ann Thropy bitched about this at 9:33 AM.

martedì, agosto 26, 2003

 
Ah. Lascia stare.
E' tremendamente infantile sentirsi inutili.
O no?
Miss Ann Thropy bitched about this at 9:26 PM.

 
Mò basta che un film sia greco, israeliano o comunque "etnico" che già viene presentato come il nuovo capolavoro dell'anno.
Ma porcoddio.
Miss Ann Thropy bitched about this at 2:43 PM.

lunedì, agosto 25, 2003

 
Possibilità di collassare immersa in una marea di vomito. Alte.
La facoltà di tornare indietro nel tempo con la mente è sadica, spesso.
Un mese fa. Stava per iniziare il goodlife. Un mese fa, tra qualche ora. I Morda.
E adesso annego nel mio mare di polpettine di tonno, riascoltando canzoni che fanno troppo male, quando non ti senti libera.
E sì, è giusto che io lo ammetta, sono continuamente torturata dalle mie manie di persecuzione.
Mancanza di affetto o cose così.
Capire se tutto sia un'invenzione della mia mente viziata o cosa.
Ci sono scelte da fare. Rapporti da riqualificare. Classifiche da stilare. Priorità.
E' solamente il primo giorno dell'anno, in pratica. Il mio gembiulino nuovo è sporco di vomito.
Le matite sono già mangiucchiate. La gomma pane incollata al soffitto.
Come vorrei camminare sul linoleum.

Miss Ann Thropy bitched about this at 1:23 PM.

 
101 RULES OF HARDCORE

1) Be tough at all times.
2) Never cheer after a show…only clap.
3) Be open minded in a “punch people” kind of way
4) Only the good hardcore bands have names that are sentences with bad grammar. Boy Hits Car, Boy Sets Fire, Skycamefalling, Boy Sets Car-fire.
5) Ankles are tough so bring your socks down into your shoes so we can see them.
6) Tattoos are tough especially when they are on your calves. See Rule 3 on how to see said tattoo more clearly.
7) Wear your hoody in the mosh pit because sweating like a wild pig makes you look tough.
8) Don’t admit you listen to heavy metal.
9) (Exception to rule 8) Only admit you listen to heavy metal if you think it is ironic and you wear 80’s cheese metal shirts.
10) Be a non-conformist, just like all your friends.
11) Practice hardcore dancing in front of your mirror and then try them out the next time Atreyu comes to town.
12) A hardcore band is only original if you call it something-core. Example Screamcore, emocore, Screamocore, mathcore, or Medio-core.
13) Remember, it’s fun to punch and kick kung fu style.
14) Keep it in the do-jo.
15) Real hardcore fans are called kids.
16) Complain how hardcore bands are playing with metal bands at all costs!
17) Have your own zine, website, production company or be in a band. Claim you are friends with the singer from Shai Halud.
18) Tell people you work in the music industry.
19) More Ankles people!
20) Embrace everybody in the scene except for those people who are not you.
21) Refer to bands as old school or new school then act tough again.
22) Pretend that you get Dillinger Escape plan.
23) Shop at second hand stores and then go buy expensive shoes.
24) Beat people up and then go to bible study class.
25) Smoking and drinking and having sex before marriage is too trendy. Real hardcore tough guys abstain.
26) Whatever you do, don’t let the singer on stage ever sing in the mic. Make sure you grab it from him and sing in it yourself, after all, you do a better job singing then him. It’s a wonder they didn’t put you on the album.
27) Start your own hardcore band.
28) Have your logo resemble some random 80’s product for nostalgia.
29) Talk about the scene any chance you get. Say as many obscure hardcore bands from NJ as possible.
30) If you are shy start an emo band so you don’t have to look at the audience.
31) People who know more bands than you are better than you.
32) Add the Letter X before and after important words. XhardcorekidX Xmosh####X
33) Never say “Did you hear the new Strung Out?” Unless you are attempting to be funny in which case stop it because hardcore kids are tough not funny.
34) It’s merch not Merchandise.
35) Hardcore girls must wear head bands at all times.
36) Stretch your ears out to look more intimidating.
37) The bigger you stretch you ears out the more hardcore you are.
38) Your ear should be stretched out enough to accommodate a block of wood, a hubcap or a penis.
39) People in the front row are best used as a ladder/staircase to reach your goal…steal the mic away from the singer.
40) When people ask you if you like a band always say “I only like the old stuff” or “I haven’t really gotten into the new stuff”.
41) Buy all of that bands merch.
42) Wear your new merch at the next hardcore show.
43) Repeat steps 41 and 42
44) If you have to wear glasses make sure they are thick, black framed ones.
45) Don’t tell anybody but make sure you try on your new vintage clothes and stud belt before heading out to see Poison the well.
46) Never admit you don’t like Hatebreed and go see them live 12 times a year.
47) Complain that they are playing with slayer but don’t admit you actually like Slayer.
48) Complain at all costs.
49) Tag team hardcore dancing is cool
50) Real hardcore kids are really struggling photographers.
51) You don’t go to hardcore concerts, you go to hardcore shows. BIG difference.
52) Name your hardcore dance moves things like “The mother ####” or “kick that guys#####move” or better yet….stay home and cry.
53) Protect your body from swinging limbs by sacrificing your two arms.
54) Scream about love.
55) All age venues are important so you are not tempted to drink.
56) Claim you know a guy who knows a guy whose best friend was standing next to the guy who got his#####kicked during Converge. Bash the hardcore scene and then go see The Get Up Kids.
57) Anytime somebody mentions a band always say you know somebody in the band.
58)Wear your pins with honour! Shai Halud, American Nightmare, Minor Threat and the purple heart of valour.
59) Velcro shoes are cool.
60) Don’t admit that you have a crush on the singer from Walls of Jericho. If somebody asks, say you respect her as a musician only.
61) Your band name should contain one of the following words: Blood, Murder, Kill, Victim and butterfly.
62) Print your band name as if it was on a bad printing press. Actual graphics are for posers.
63) Sleep on a portrait painted prettier then everyone.
64) 100 bands from around the world to play in your city. All of them are the world’s best hardcore bands. Every label represented, every hardcore genre present. The venue is the best all-ages venue in the world. Tickets are $1.00. It is your job to go around saying the festival should be free.
65) Record producers must make sure to pump the mid because mid is tough.
66) Re-issue your demos after every album.
67) When the band starts playing everybody join hands and make a big circle so we can watch the big kids play.
68) Crying on stage makes you a professional.
69) Complain some more.
70) Album covers must be made at home on Photoshop by your good friend.
71) If you are from New York NEVER smile in a promo pic. In fact always try to cross your arms and look into the camera as if you are going to beat up whom ever is looking.
72) If you are from New Jersey NEVER smile in a promo pic either. In fact try to look like you just lost your girl friend to the hardcore band from New York.
73) Never admit that Emo is Country music lyrics mixed with pop rock riffs and marketed by 17 year olds trying to make their friend be the next Dashboard Confessional.
74) American Idol is your worst enemy. (But you voted for Ruben)
75) You can get away with glitter on your face as long as your stretched ear plugs are clear.
76) #### beer, Got breast milk?
77) Bandanas are cool.
78) Bandanas with big X on them are cooler.
79) Bandanas with big X on them were cool last week you poser.
80) Your best friend is a guy named XattackX from Jersey who you chat with on MSN everyday. He is coming to see you one day. Really.
81) Chunky breakdowns in your songs are original and you should continue to do them despite every other band doing them which is clearly a rip off of your band.
82) Judge other bands and always compare them to the socio-cultural effects of the band Integrity.
83) Look up Socio-cultural in the dictionary and then get offended.
84) Green Day is the real reason you are still alive.
85) Describe your group of friends as “the scene” and then watch bootlegs of last weeks
86) Obey the laws of the hardcore scene or forever be banished from the circle.
87) When somebody asks you what is hardcore respond with “I am hardcore” then punch somebody in the face for looking at you wrong.
88) Keep punching
89) Kick a little too
90) Punch
91) Add a threat about their mother for good measure.
92) Pretend you are won the fight then pickup your dismembered left arm.
93) You are wearing the same thing as the 40-year old gas pump attendant but for some strange mystical reason you are cooler than he is.
94) Tell everybody that Trustkill Records are too trendy.
95) Did you stop acting tough? I saw you hug that teddy bear.
96) Pierce you tits and tattoo your body.
97) Straight bangs means straight-edge
98) Being vegan means you can’t swallow sperm.
99) When in doubt Mock everything
100) Take everything personally.
101) Assume this list is about you!


Miss Ann Thropy bitched about this at 1:11 PM.

domenica, agosto 24, 2003

 
La cosa che fotte in pieno i defunti Red Roses For a Blue Lady sono i testi.
Troppo espliciti.
Un'assenza di poesia che suna pretenziosa. Pretenziosa in quanto si vede che ci credono (credevano) fino in fondo, credevano nello splendore e nella perfezione di ogni singolo vocabolo usato.
E invece, invece molte parole sembrano messe lì alla cazzo.
Come se privilegiassero il colore rispetto alla forma. Il colore è scarlatto, un rosso cupo da fare male.
Ma in fondo, cosa resta?
Resta il fatto che avrebbero dovuto scegliere magari meno parole, magari meno colorate. ma migliori. Privilegiando la forma rispetto al colore.
Alcune canzoni odorano di colorante, ci appoggi sopra la lingua è puoi gustare la chimica.
Ad ogni modo, restano delle belle canzoni.
La numero sette, ad esempio. A girl named. Il primo minuto e mezzo può sembrare poco promettente.
Il retso è tutto un crescere, fino al climax finale. Chitarre e melodie. E parole per una volta quasi azzeccate.
Dispiace il fatto che non potrò mai vederli.
Se qualcuno volesse fare una cover di A Girl Named mi renderebbe felice.
Sarebbe come poterli vedere dal vivo, una sola volta.
(chissà, magari i wendigo. Messaggio di servizio)
Miss Ann Thropy bitched about this at 1:48 PM.