février 2012
5 billets
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Corpo a Cuore (Live) by Chelsea Wolfe
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“I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced...”
– The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
janvier 2012
23 billets
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Years Ago by Alice Cooper
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One creation matches another; in essence they are all alike. The brotherhood of man consists not in thinking alike, nor in acting alike, but in aspiring to praise creation. The song of creation springs from the ruins of earthly endeavor. The outer man dies away in order to reveal the golden bird which is winging its way toward divinity.
HENRY MILLER Time Of The Assassins
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Cabin Fever! by Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds
“Morality trains the individual to be a function of the herd and to ascribe value...”
– Friedrich Nietzsche (The Gay Science)
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Axl Rose Husband by Lana Del Rey
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All The Pretty Little Horses by Coil
Of the cause of breathing, of the cause of the motion of the heart, of the cause of vomiting, of the cause of the descent of food from the stomach, of the cause of emptying the intestines. Of the cause of the movement of the superfluous matter through the intestines.
The Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci
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Worrier by Glass Vaults
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The Axe In The Swamp by Kimtak Building
“There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than...”
– Anaïs Nin
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To Have And To Hold by Depeche Mode
My humble attempt to say at least who I am, to record like a machine of nerves the slightest impressions of my subjective and ultra-sensitive life—this was all emptied like a bucket that got knocked over, and it poured across the ground like the water of everything. I fashioned myself out of false colors, and the result is an attic made out to be an empire. My heart, out of which I spun the...
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Gyllenhaal Sandwich (Live) by Matthew Hemerlein
décembre 2011
9 billets
Marrow by St. Vincent
“The Louvre is a morgue; you go there to identify your friends.”
– Jean Cocteau
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And Heaven Turned to Her Weeping by John Maus
The artist and the writer force themselves to surmount existence in another way. They attempt to realize it as an absolute. What makes their effort genuine is that they do not propose to attain being. They distinguish themselves thereby from an engineer or a maniac. It is existence which they are trying to pin down and make eternal. The word, the stroke, the very marble indicate the object...
novembre 2011
7 billets
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Too Drunk To Dream by The Magnetic Fields
“A full and yet mild voice, and pleasing to the hearer, shows the person to be of...”
– Aristotle, Ἀριστοτέλης [Greek]
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The Ring by Fad Gadget
“If you persist in throttling your impulses you end by becoming a clot of phlegm.”
– Henry Miller (Sexus)
octobre 2011
30 billets
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Look at Your Game, Girl by Charles Manson
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The elect, being adepts, are at home anywhere. They know the meaning of hell but they do not localize it, not even as earthly existence. They are devachanees; they enjoy the intervals between one state of existence and another. But the free spirits, who are the tormented ones born out of time and out of rhythm—can only interpret their intermediary states as hell itself.
HENRY MILLER, The Time of...
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Casual Diamond by SLEEP ∞ OVER
“Nitre, vitriol, cinnabar, alum, salt ammoniac, sublimated mercury, rock salt,...”
– The Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci