<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:57:19.566-08:00</updated><category term='plus'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='live'/><category term='funny'/><category term='darts'/><category term='rocknroll'/><category term='add'/><category term='if they mated'/><category term='punk'/><category term='gary numan are friends electric &quot;friends&quot; new wave 80&apos;s 1979 metal metalhead waver synths guitars distorted distortion'/><category term='franz'/><category term='de sade'/><category term='web internet art artwork networking network myspace my space dot com 21st century exhibition exhibit'/><category term='treasure'/><category term='wow'/><category term='strokes song lyrics classic rock rocknroll rock&apos;n&apos;roll music words cynical julian casablancas'/><category term='pin ups erotics erotica vintage 50&apos;s 40&apos;s 30&apos;s porn pornography'/><category term='sub'/><category term='ny'/><category term='kate bush wuthering heights pop culture trash bad taste crap americal idol contest reality tv television show popular hayley westenra singing voice high'/><category term='novelty acts weird odd strange nomi lovich stardust cowboy wesley willis bob peck 80&apos;s eighties oddities tiny tim funny mainstream non obscure'/><category term='band'/><category term='touring bands band groups tips tour organizing booking gigs gig tours music playing performing europe eu'/><category term='submissive'/><category term='room'/><category term='omg'/><category term='gigs'/><category term='forest'/><category term='velvet underground'/><category term='picnic'/><category term='grunesald'/><category term='morrissey'/><category term='germany'/><category term='venus in furs'/><category term='bright eyes'/><category term='tapes'/><category term='new york'/><category term='antony and the johnsons'/><category term='lust'/><category term='math'/><category term='kill your idols 80&apos;s no wave new ny new york noise post punk art arty yeah yeah yeahs lydia lunch dead boys scene film movie doc documentary past present future magazine fashion music industry'/><category term='of'/><category term='sttention'/><category term='subcultures raw fringes 2000&apos;s 21st century music art rocknroll pop populat unpopular culture anthropology kids teens teenagers'/><category term='rock'/><category term='Christa Päffgen'/><category term='lol'/><category term='lou'/><category term='culture'/><category term='haha'/><category term='soncerts'/><category term='jemek jive johnny alan vega suicide charlie megira israel berlin ny new york germany jaffa beach 50&apos;s 00&apos;s nurave electronic 80&apos;s fifties rockabilliy rock&apos;N&apos;roll surf electro'/><category term='helter skelter beatles cover covers'/><category term='violence'/><category term='music'/><category term='memory'/><category term='rolling stone Roger Whittaker ruby tuesday songs song similar coincidence alike indian lady oldies rocknroll rock&apos;n&apos;roll old sound'/><category term='queen outer space bitches mean women venus men hate wars war sci fi oldies 50&apos;s morals sexist misogyny'/><category term='pop'/><category term='pleasure'/><category term='playing'/><category term='Severin'/><category term='music. scene'/><category term='reed'/><category term='holy shit'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='cassestes'/><category term='rock&apos;n&apos;roll'/><category term='late of the pier nme Castle Donington england nurave nu rave'/><category term='jew jews harp experimental noise folk meredith monk buffy sainte-marie old time relijun'/><category term='nico'/><category term='bands'/><category term='god'/><category term='booking'/><category term='adding'/><category term='germany. performance'/><category term='ferdinand'/><category term='found'/><category term='berlin'/><title type='text'>A trip to Mars</title><subtitle type='html'>A certain taste for music not for the masses,
Followed by illustrations. 
Come and feast your eyes!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-1283977777828588440</id><published>2009-11-02T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T05:29:59.758-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pin ups erotics erotica vintage 50&apos;s 40&apos;s 30&apos;s porn pornography'/><title type='text'>When women were women and porn was porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/Su7b4QajChI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QzkTkIrDPKo/s1600-h/1930s-armstrong-kitchen-582x642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/Su7b4QajChI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QzkTkIrDPKo/s320/1930s-armstrong-kitchen-582x642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399494762789276178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/Su7b4I3LP5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/dHN5ni1MWso/s1600-h/snyed14-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/Su7b4I3LP5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/dHN5ni1MWso/s320/snyed14-big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399494760761868178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/Su7b3z6beQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BPdHqB7Ys4M/s1600-h/esquirealmoore10-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/Su7b3z6beQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BPdHqB7Ys4M/s320/esquirealmoore10-big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399494755138369794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday i discovered a german artbook with a collection of post WWII erotica, when women looked so much more like me, soft, curvy and well, not starved. &lt;br /&gt;somehow, they were much more appealing than the fashionable current look of large-breasted, bleached and small hipped dolls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think pin-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to show you modern-day erotca, si?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-1283977777828588440?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/1283977777828588440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=1283977777828588440' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/1283977777828588440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/1283977777828588440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-women-were-women-and-porn-was-porn.html' title='When women were women and porn was porn'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/Su7b4QajChI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QzkTkIrDPKo/s72-c/1930s-armstrong-kitchen-582x642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-3724491225505531245</id><published>2009-10-27T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:07:47.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touring bands band groups tips tour organizing booking gigs gig tours music playing performing europe eu'/><title type='text'>A guide for the inexperienced booker or the booker's guide to the galaxy : PART 2</title><content type='html'>during our last tour i had a few new ideas to mention, some are very basic really, but i thought they're still important enough to point out -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no detail is too small to mention - ask whether they'll feed or lodge you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send them your technical requirements - otherwise you'll find out the venues is missing mics or even a sound system - yes, even a PA and speakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to make an easy course - make sure the distances are not too far, the roads in Poland for instance are very narrow and slow, you'll pass through villages and farms - and it'll take about 12 hours to finish a 700 kilometers long ride. &lt;br /&gt;we had to learn the hard way - we were late twice, one of the gigs had been cancelled. they start early, at 20:30. &lt;br /&gt;(you can use &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/"&gt;GooggleMaps&lt;/a&gt; in order to calculate the distances between cities), you can even check the prices for gas in different countries online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, of course! make sure you know when's your sound check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask for an emergency phone number of the gigs' promoter, just in case. you never know whether there's a tornado coming up or killer bees heading your way. or well, you know, you might just get lost on the way, it's a new town and a new language and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should also check the local currency's value, just to make sure you know how much you're spending on a local sandwich... it might surprise you later, unless you learn in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll need visas to enter certain countries - or at least a transit visa, to pass through. especially in Eastern-Europeans countries. ask your embassy or check it online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day without any gigs is only good if you're not worried about money,&lt;br /&gt;otherwise it'll be extra expenses - car rental, sleeping places, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always make extra cash by selling merch - cd's are absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to research about the local press, ask your promoter or the booker whether you can send anything to the local magazines/radio stations. yes, usually, it's not your job, but when you're completely on your own, it's just one of those things that you can take care of, not all places promote their own gigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-3724491225505531245?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/3724491225505531245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=3724491225505531245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3724491225505531245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3724491225505531245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2009/10/guide-for-inexperienced-booker-or.html' title='A guide for the inexperienced booker or the booker&apos;s guide to the galaxy : PART 2'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-5390001861887853961</id><published>2009-09-03T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T03:00:16.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subcultures raw fringes 2000&apos;s 21st century music art rocknroll pop populat unpopular culture anthropology kids teens teenagers'/><title type='text'>Subcultures : The kids of the 80's or meet The Fringes</title><content type='html'>We are a mix and match generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we can name the semi-invisible current subculture, the mega-subculture that no one's really aware of- "the fringes". it's raw at the ends, it twists many different styles from the 20th century, but not only, it goes further into the decades. it's an extension of punk and later indie and it's not quite either. i think the anti-folkers were part of it in the early 2000's, and now it's the likes of Patrick wolf and Mikachu and even Florence Welch and the new generation of folk musicians, such as Devendra Banhart. it's the result of the instant information, the accessibility of multiple kinds of information at the same time, the Internet, the recorded history - presented to us, kids of the 1980's, creating a nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;towards times that we had never really lived through, though we know what they looked liked and we certainly know what they sounded like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fringes have a certain "do it yourself" attitude towards art, but they're not afraid of the industry, especially when it adopts them the way they are, without interfering. i bet we'll see examples in literature and television as well, when it gets a bit more mainstream and loses it's charm. it feels apocalyptic, like a last revolution, but perhaps every revolution wants to be the last and becomes suicidal. it certainly has a more politically aware attitude - more queer friendly, more environmental... it's not necessarily Caucasian-dominated, the world's changing, people moving from one place to another, eventually we'll all be a blend of nationalities and origins. nothing will be exotic anymore, unless WE make it such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fringes resent the mainstream, television and most of the music on the radio. it thrives in large cities all over the world, but it's completely under the radar as a movement, an ideology. people fail to recognise the spirit, which unites all "hipsters"... - we give them a general name, while there's something more that makes them part of THIS time and not the 1980's or the 90's or any other decade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-5390001861887853961?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/5390001861887853961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=5390001861887853961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/5390001861887853961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/5390001861887853961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2009/09/subcultures-kids-of-80s-or-meet-fringes.html' title='Subcultures : The kids of the 80&apos;s or meet The Fringes'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-374242009222803456</id><published>2009-02-16T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:37:15.369-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock&apos;n&apos;roll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocknroll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live'/><title type='text'>A guide for the inexperienced booker or the booker's guide to the galaxy</title><content type='html'>May you be a band member seeking gigs or an aspiring booker for others, erm, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;you might find these tips useful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the best time to write to either venues or promoters is about three months in advance - it's not too early and not too late. that's what i found from my experience. but it differs from one promoter to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* don't send exaggerated superlatives or press quotations, write a short description yourself. make it simple and to the point, depending on whom you wish to impress that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* you can send a photo or a couple, just throw them into the package. it's pretty, it's colorful and it's not very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* don't send mp3's directly, send links. a myspace address or a website will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* don't send demos by mail, that is actual cd's. you'll soon realize it's damn expensive and that nobody bothers to listen to them these days, clubs claim that a lot of people still send cd's by mail, i think it's a waste of time and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* always look for a similar band/band you like from the city where you wish to play.&lt;br /&gt;they might have the right audience for you. ask to share the bill with them, later when they come to your town, you'll help THEM out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* think of your target audience - is you music arty? try art spaces, galleries and so on. party music? talk to party collectives. queer? talk to a ladyfest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* for places to stay you can either try couch surfing, or if you're left winged and socially/politically involved, you can always seek autonomous collectives, squats and so on. or in the worst case - there's always hostels or your cosy little van.&lt;br /&gt;some places have a room for guest bands, they will tell you about it themselves.&lt;br /&gt;clubs obviously don't. but they also usually pay more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* most importantly - don't hesitate to ask for help! ask everyone you think might have more information than you do. yes, that means - other bands. most people will like to be able to assist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a list of booking collectives and venues in Europe ask me via e-mail:&lt;br /&gt;marycheeses at gmail dot com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-374242009222803456?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/374242009222803456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=374242009222803456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/374242009222803456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/374242009222803456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2009/02/guide-for-inexperienced-booker-or.html' title='A guide for the inexperienced booker or the booker&apos;s guide to the galaxy'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-8079427067309653653</id><published>2009-01-22T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T07:34:41.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queen outer space bitches mean women venus men hate wars war sci fi oldies 50&apos;s morals sexist misogyny'/><title type='text'>Women are from Venus... and they're hungry for revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SXiQA1i43NI/AAAAAAAAADg/WkwKnxMgfCM/s1600-h/queen-of-outer-space.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SXiQA1i43NI/AAAAAAAAADg/WkwKnxMgfCM/s320/queen-of-outer-space.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294139706021829842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to "Queen of Outer Space" (1958), women are desperate, uptight mean bitches... and of course, all they need is a dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Memorable quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"men did this to me! men and their wars!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Valuable lesson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly women (with disfigured faces) will never be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it &lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/videos/v16979740M6zNNJHY?jsonParams=%257B%2522user%2522%253A%2522jindii06%2522%252C%2522veohOnly%2522%253Atrue%252C%2522order%2522%253A%2522mr%2522%257D&amp;context=CHANNEL&amp;confirmed=1&amp;viewType=user"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-8079427067309653653?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/8079427067309653653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=8079427067309653653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/8079427067309653653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/8079427067309653653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2009/01/women-are-from-venus-and-theyre-hungry.html' title='Women are from Venus... and they&apos;re hungry for revenge'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SXiQA1i43NI/AAAAAAAAADg/WkwKnxMgfCM/s72-c/queen-of-outer-space.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-3499546816417970650</id><published>2009-01-10T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:30:16.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novelty acts weird odd strange nomi lovich stardust cowboy wesley willis bob peck 80&apos;s eighties oddities tiny tim funny mainstream non obscure'/><title type='text'>Weirdos &amp; trends: novelty acts, outsider artists and popular culture.</title><content type='html'>There is a fine line between complete obscurity and popular culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "novelty" they call it.&lt;br /&gt;it could be a funny gag or a new take on mundane matters that arrives at the right split of a second and drives millions mad (for another second or so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the fine example of &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiny Tim&lt;/font&gt; who seemed always very much aware of his double standard position - he had always known the crowd never took him seriously.  it's in his body language.&lt;br /&gt;as a musician he was never the mainstream's cup of tea, they found him so ridiculous it was funny. funny is good. Americans love funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/skU-jBFzXl0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/skU-jBFzXl0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Klaus Nomi&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lene Lovich.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened in the 80's stays in the 80's (or the late 1970's).&lt;br /&gt;The 1980's are known for their extravagant neon bright fashion, shoulder pads and for quite some vocalists with impossible hairdos, amongst other things that couldn't possibly be tolerated in the following couple of decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gma5IUNMTn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gma5IUNMTn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this wonderful recording from 1901 by &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan W. Quinn&lt;/font&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/539604129ddc5c34/"&gt;I want to go to Morrow&lt;/a&gt;", which is based on a simple word play, you can either admire it for it's simplicity or find dull with such little effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the whole &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Screamin' Jay Hawkins&lt;/font&gt;' voodoo thing. the costumes, the little friend on a stick, absolutely everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/orNpH6iyokI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/orNpH6iyokI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the 90's hit "I'm too sexy", which is quite funny if you ignore the trashy pop that was forced onto it in the cheesy video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipZDG6__Zfc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipZDG6__Zfc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the more recent example of &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Electric 6&lt;/font&gt; with "Danger! high voltage!" and "Gay bar" (the only songs that became smash hits of the band's entire catalogue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTN6Du3MCgI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTN6Du3MCgI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liam Lynch&lt;/font&gt;'s "United states of whatever". or perhaps better yet - this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2BG9kMxGAY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2BG9kMxGAY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or funny guys like &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon Lajoie&lt;/font&gt; and one of his many masterpieces, "Show me your genitals":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqXi8WmQ_WM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqXi8WmQ_WM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Merry&lt;/font&gt; phenomenon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V8HaLTWTtCs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V8HaLTWTtCs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outsider artists like &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wesley Willis&lt;/font&gt;, even the &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Legendary Stardust Cowboy&lt;/font&gt;. or Avant-garde troubadours like &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott Walker&lt;/font&gt; live according to their own rhythm, and aren't bothered with a certain zeitgeist - they seem to be untouched by the time, able to base their entire careers upon a single schtick and it'll be so illusive or so ridiculous you'll end up wondering whether you can see what someone with a fine taste says there is. sometimes you'll find yourself both admiring it and feeling somewhat repulsed at the same time, knowing there's something not quite right about it.&lt;br /&gt;The main difference between an "outsider artist" and just a very kooky showman is in the use of the medium - the first's usually limited (or on the contrary) by his technique or mental perception and the other -well, is just putting on an act, an exaggerated, extravagant, over-the-top show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other really good novelty tracks you should listen to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No bra&lt;/font&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/53960094a847bf2b/"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Munchausen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob McFadden&lt;/font&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/5396014211b3284d/"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The mummy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George M. Cohan&lt;/font&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/53960246b7a9021b/"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life's A Funny Proposition After All&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada Jones And Billy Murray With The American Quartet&lt;/font&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/53960287fcbe4f86/"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Come Josephine In My Flying Machine&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob Peck&lt;/font&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/53960342fdff3891/"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet sixteen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-3499546816417970650?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/3499546816417970650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=3499546816417970650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3499546816417970650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3499546816417970650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2009/01/weirdos-trends-novelty-acts-outsider.html' title='Weirdos &amp; trends: novelty acts, outsider artists and popular culture.'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-596260225789919394</id><published>2008-11-29T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T05:56:23.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cassestes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='found'/><title type='text'>A treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/STFIh3le8jI/AAAAAAAAADY/WLVRDqwDbiE/s1600-h/IMG_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/STFIh3le8jI/AAAAAAAAADY/WLVRDqwDbiE/s320/IMG_1838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274076385321611826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found a box underneath my coal oven, it was almost hidden away, casually laying there, waiting to be spotted and taken out for examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I opened the box I found dozens of tapes with various mixes and albums. some date back to 1998, maybe even earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only unintentional gift I found before of the previous inhibitor of my room was a Rolling Stones cassette in the purple stereo on the shelf. but this? this is astonishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must have left in a hurry, leaving all that behind, never claiming it back.&lt;br /&gt;All that history, her personal history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the labels on the tapes, only a few were familiar, Tori Amos' "Little Earthquakes", Tom Waits' "Blue valentines" and "&lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Mule&lt;/span&gt; variations" (the only indication of the last years in the entire collection).&lt;br /&gt;she had lots of random Jazz and Punk compilations, some Hip Hop and Electronics, European 80's pop music and a very random David Bowie compilation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-596260225789919394?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/596260225789919394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=596260225789919394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/596260225789919394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/596260225789919394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/11/treasure.html' title='A treasure'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/STFIh3le8jI/AAAAAAAAADY/WLVRDqwDbiE/s72-c/IMG_1838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-8658790601547248658</id><published>2008-11-19T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:27:13.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morrissey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bright eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if they mated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='add'/><title type='text'>"If they mated" galore : the unplugged series</title><content type='html'>and just like that the quality of the writing goes to hell.&lt;br /&gt;so be it. it was a hell lotta fun making them up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gaby S. Moses and I discussed them together, thanks mate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Morrissey.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 679px; height: 226px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/Morrissey.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IGGY.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 676px; height: 225px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/IGGY.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b52s.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 727px; height: 241px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/b52s.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=brighteyes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 675px; height: 224px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/brighteyes.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Slayer.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 663px; height: 220px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/Slayer.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=AntonNewcombe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 682px; height: 227px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/AntonNewcombe.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Greenday.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 682px; height: 227px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/Greenday.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=freddymercury.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 694px; height: 230px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/freddymercury.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bowie.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 678px; height: 225px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/bowie.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-8658790601547248658?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/8658790601547248658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=8658790601547248658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/8658790601547248658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/8658790601547248658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-they-mated-galore-unplugged-series.html' title='&quot;If they mated&quot; galore : the unplugged series'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/if%20they%20mated/th_Morrissey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-2899454872949059769</id><published>2008-11-08T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:26:48.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate bush wuthering heights pop culture trash bad taste crap americal idol contest reality tv television show popular hayley westenra singing voice high'/><title type='text'>Bad taste masses</title><content type='html'>this is what i consider to be sincere. it speaks somehow very clearly in all of its theatrical, melodramatic expression. but i believe it, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BW3gKKiTvjs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BW3gKKiTvjs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I absolutely do not understand who allows this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;popular television or culture or socio-anthropological phenomenas cause the common man to somehow accept or believe in the fake, the empty and absolutely tasteless imitation of a once existing emotion that is now long gone. I am afraid they're no longer able to tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkTF5DRBxpI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkTF5DRBxpI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-2899454872949059769?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/2899454872949059769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=2899454872949059769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/2899454872949059769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/2899454872949059769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-taste-masses.html' title='Bad taste masses'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-3282900633364262843</id><published>2008-11-08T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:24:04.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes song lyrics classic rock rocknroll rock&apos;n&apos;roll music words cynical julian casablancas'/><title type='text'>Song for a future generation.</title><content type='html'>a part from The Strokes' - "The other side":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "I hate them all, I hate them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I hate myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; For hating them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; so I'll drink some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'll love them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'll drink even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I'll hate them even more than I did before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine mentioned today this piece, which he considers to be great song writing, with top-notch lyrics, which he feels are superior to his.&lt;br /&gt;it got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Strokes have "classic" written all over them.&lt;br /&gt;in twenty years these songs will be for someone who was born yesterday what Iggy Pop is for me.&lt;br /&gt;something from another dimension, untouchable, frozen in time, an eternal mystery.&lt;br /&gt;how ridiculous this all is, generated by hype and wide, blank expressions. oouh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-3282900633364262843?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/3282900633364262843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=3282900633364262843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3282900633364262843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3282900633364262843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-for-future-generation.html' title='Song for a future generation.'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-3011383549687714137</id><published>2008-10-19T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T04:41:20.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kill your idols 80&apos;s no wave new ny new york noise post punk art arty yeah yeah yeahs lydia lunch dead boys scene film movie doc documentary past present future magazine fashion music industry'/><title type='text'>How come the future sounds so much like the past?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SPsY4ezXmBI/AAAAAAAAABw/no8vlR-09NU/s1600-h/1934_Hollerith_Machines_Milk_Marketing_Board_UK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SPsY4ezXmBI/AAAAAAAAABw/no8vlR-09NU/s320/1934_Hollerith_Machines_Milk_Marketing_Board_UK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258824348505446418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0407926/"&gt;Kill you idols&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one of the no wave idols' complaints was the influence of the past on the present generation of bands.&lt;br /&gt;but it isn't necessarily bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids of today are exposed to so much more than in the past.&lt;br /&gt;they can listen to records that are out of print, they can &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt; virtually non existing videos on YouTube. it is a never ending world of possibilities, of course, if you know how to pick them, but for that obviously you need to have good taste and it is no mystery that the masses never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;industry VS. art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they were right about the distressing longing of the present generation to "do or die" - become the band of the moment, earn a lot of money and well, that's it. there is no intention to make anything more valuable, no pretension to make art, God forbid to express themselves somehow differently! nope, they only reflect the zeitgeist, as it is portrayed in the fashionable magazines.&lt;br /&gt;And just like the "current fashion" on most street fashion blogs, the pictures only promote last season's trends, the assembly line is always one step behind.&lt;br /&gt;our assembly line is called the &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;NME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-3011383549687714137?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/3011383549687714137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=3011383549687714137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3011383549687714137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3011383549687714137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-come-future-sounds-so-much-like.html' title='How come the future sounds so much like the past?'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SPsY4ezXmBI/AAAAAAAAABw/no8vlR-09NU/s72-c/1934_Hollerith_Machines_Milk_Marketing_Board_UK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-375004428481220617</id><published>2008-10-08T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T04:49:39.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rolling stone Roger Whittaker ruby tuesday songs song similar coincidence alike indian lady oldies rocknroll rock&apos;n&apos;roll old sound'/><title type='text'>A strange coincidence? The similarity between a Rolling Stones song and another by Roger Whittaker. good God!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SOyc7xbqGQI/AAAAAAAAABo/W_BKxpU2m3M/s1600-h/FlowersLP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SOyc7xbqGQI/AAAAAAAAABo/W_BKxpU2m3M/s320/FlowersLP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254747415930083586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yep. another case of plagiarism.  a funny one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's (Goodbye) &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/202014187b356113/"&gt;Indian lady&lt;/a&gt; and (Goodbye) &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/20200810313e5994/"&gt;Ruby Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness! even the "goodbye" is there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(and it's the German version! which adds up to the bad after taste, as the chorus is still sung in English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm horrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ruby Tuesday" came out as early as 1967.&lt;br /&gt;"Indian lady" waited another 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-375004428481220617?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/375004428481220617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=375004428481220617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/375004428481220617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/375004428481220617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/10/strange-coincidence-similarity-between.html' title='A strange coincidence? The similarity between a Rolling Stones song and another by Roger Whittaker. good God!'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/SOyc7xbqGQI/AAAAAAAAABo/W_BKxpU2m3M/s72-c/FlowersLP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-4690543182298134612</id><published>2008-10-07T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:06:23.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gary numan are friends electric &quot;friends&quot; new wave 80&apos;s 1979 metal metalhead waver synths guitars distorted distortion'/><title type='text'>Oh no! it's the Gary Numan syndrom!</title><content type='html'>The distorted synthesizers slowly emerge as shinny black guitars,&lt;br /&gt;and ties turn black vinyl. mid life crisis? oh, it doesn't matter why,&lt;br /&gt;here are the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gary-numan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/gary-numan.jpg" alt="Photobucket" width="200" border="0" height="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uu6MDdxBork&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uu6MDdxBork&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GaryNumanBand.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 240px;" src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s57/0dddot/GaryNumanBand.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X7d6elhG1qI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X7d6elhG1qI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others?&lt;br /&gt;new-wavers-turned-metal-dummies?&lt;br /&gt;can you spot them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-4690543182298134612?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/4690543182298134612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=4690543182298134612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/4690543182298134612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/4690543182298134612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-no-its-gary-numan-syndrom.html' title='Oh no! it&apos;s the Gary Numan syndrom!'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-3965122118978721114</id><published>2008-10-06T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T03:22:50.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jemek jive johnny alan vega suicide charlie megira israel berlin ny new york germany jaffa beach 50&apos;s 00&apos;s nurave electronic 80&apos;s fifties rockabilliy rock&apos;N&apos;roll surf electro'/><title type='text'>The surfing Nintendo</title><content type='html'>I like unexpected blends of subcultures that would seem meaningless to an outsider, but it would mean the world to the weirdo that lives upon that stuff (&lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;yeepie&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Psychobilly&lt;/span&gt; kids, they have lots of retro tattoos, wear leather jackets and put Grease in their savage Pompadours or their notorious Beehives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a tradition and you don't mess with tradition.&lt;br /&gt;unless you're a real rebel and you don't follow archaic rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like Johnny, Jive Johnny.&lt;br /&gt;who kills folks on the street and puts them in his refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;or that's what &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Jemek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Jemowit&lt;/span&gt; told me, since most of the song is in German.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7FnLlax_uc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s7FnLlax_uc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a fascinating mash of 80's hardcore electronic sounds. a quick reminder of all the Super &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Marios&lt;/span&gt; and Sonic the Hedgehogs of my and my friend's childhood. the same sounds that the &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Nu-rave&lt;/span&gt; kids like to abuse on MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Vega should be proud, his legacy lives on and morphs into something even stranger as it goes. that bloody monster never sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qCRTCqgAkfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qCRTCqgAkfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at Charlie &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Megira's&lt;/span&gt; video as well, 1950's beach party in &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Jaffa&lt;/span&gt;, an Israeli underground myth.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Rock'N'Roll&lt;/span&gt; in Hebrew is just Dynamite" goes the chorus. here's another tradition blown up to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYpSrmrQReQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYpSrmrQReQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-3965122118978721114?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/3965122118978721114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=3965122118978721114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3965122118978721114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/3965122118978721114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/10/surfing-nintendo.html' title='The surfing Nintendo'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-5093558875174779443</id><published>2008-07-18T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:35:54.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web internet art artwork networking network myspace my space dot com 21st century exhibition exhibit'/><title type='text'>21st century myths: MySpace as an enormous showroom.</title><content type='html'>MySpace is the notorious, most popular social network on earth.&lt;br /&gt;dead folks, as well as alive folks, vegetables and pets exhibit their lives&lt;br /&gt;on web pages at MySpace.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some have created a wonderful pastime, instead of sending your virtual&lt;br /&gt;friends spam or cheesy wishes, some hundreds of them spend hours sending&lt;br /&gt;vintage photographs, paintings and other goods, creating a never ending chain&lt;br /&gt;of artwork, a virtual gallery, free and accessible for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some popular profiles of artists and art lovers may be found here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/terrysi&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/marinaib&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/lviia&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/laviniascreams&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/dressedundressed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-5093558875174779443?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/5093558875174779443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=5093558875174779443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/5093558875174779443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/5093558875174779443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/07/21st-century-myths-myspace-as-enormous.html' title='21st century myths: MySpace as an enormous showroom.'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-6648809480087012757</id><published>2008-04-06T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T12:25:02.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sttention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soncerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music. scene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany. performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helter skelter beatles cover covers'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R_jq1pwqKyI/AAAAAAAAABc/WfNePHpmpjk/s1600-h/bloodofapoet300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R_jq1pwqKyI/AAAAAAAAABc/WfNePHpmpjk/s320/bloodofapoet300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186153178381036322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Israel we did not have to fight for each show.&lt;br /&gt;People, no more than a few dozens, but still, an audience,&lt;br /&gt;would show up &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;. they were attraction-hunters,&lt;br /&gt;they were looking for something to do on &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;a Friday&lt;/span&gt; night,&lt;br /&gt;and they found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Berlin, as in other big cities I suppose, people do not need&lt;br /&gt;to be fed manually by your graciousness, oh no.&lt;br /&gt;They have so much to pick from! hundreds of simultaneous&lt;br /&gt;events, every night, every day, 365 days a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, not only you have to make music, of extremely high quality,&lt;br /&gt;you must also wrap it up in a unique appearance, you must have a&lt;br /&gt;"show": weird instruments will do, a multimedia performance, even&lt;br /&gt;a ridiculous gimmick of sorts. The music itself just won't seem to do&lt;br /&gt;these days.&lt;br /&gt;They will not pay attention, overwhelmed by all the noise made by&lt;br /&gt;other people, so much noise, it is impossible to focus&lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt; any longer&lt;/span&gt; on&lt;br /&gt;just one thing, they keep on searching for something else while you&lt;br /&gt;are standing on a stage, like so many others, not worth of their&lt;br /&gt;attention. you can be as alone on a stage as you are in your bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mighty Sphincter - &lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/101338228927efe8/"&gt;Helter Skelter (cover)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-6648809480087012757?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/6648809480087012757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=6648809480087012757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/6648809480087012757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/6648809480087012757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-israel-we-did-not-have-to-fight-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R_jq1pwqKyI/AAAAAAAAABc/WfNePHpmpjk/s72-c/bloodofapoet300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-5071369549989959967</id><published>2008-03-31T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T11:36:19.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jew jews harp experimental noise folk meredith monk buffy sainte-marie old time relijun'/><title type='text'>The.human.harp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R_EtZZwqKxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Z0V3QOiRB3k/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R_EtZZwqKxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Z0V3QOiRB3k/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183974560515107602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Mouth harp", the "Jaw Harp" or even the "Jew harp" is considered very chic for some reason, very risky, that is, experimental musicians seem to dig it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few examples, I personally think that it  could be used in more varied ways, after all, its metalic-springy tone is fairly recognizable and&lt;br /&gt;couldn't possibly be mistaken for any other instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith Monk - "&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/9847706c474a51/"&gt;Jew's harp&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Old Time Relijun - "&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/98479870c7a917/"&gt;Khomuz&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Buffy Sainte-Marie - "&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/9848102a3dd486/"&gt;Cripple Creek&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-5071369549989959967?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/5071369549989959967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=5071369549989959967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/5071369549989959967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/5071369549989959967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/03/thehumanharp.html' title='The.human.harp'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R_EtZZwqKxI/AAAAAAAAABU/Z0V3QOiRB3k/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-2965964669632390853</id><published>2008-03-21T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:07:29.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late of the pier nme Castle Donington england nurave nu rave'/><title type='text'>New bands that I'm really excited about: #1: Late of The Pier</title><content type='html'>These guys come from England, the &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;NME&lt;/span&gt; liked them enough&lt;br /&gt;but didn't wave them like another trophy act, one of those that&lt;br /&gt;really make you sick like a random one-&lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;nighter&lt;/span&gt;... but then, who knows,&lt;br /&gt;it might still happen, I hold every label responsible for over-the-top-&lt;br /&gt;promotion.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back on topic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Late of The Pier&lt;/span&gt; have a certain Nu-&lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Raveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to them, very up to date fashion-wise, but their songwriting is much&lt;br /&gt;Superior to say, the Klaxons', the Pioneers of the genre, that are in&lt;br /&gt;my opinion, mere flash and glitter and a a hell of a great wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they took Gary &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Numan&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;synths&lt;/span&gt; and mixed them with 80's Atari&lt;br /&gt;video games, poured some old fashioned Garage, and it's absolutely&lt;br /&gt;delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick taste of their Demo, which was distributed free of charge&lt;br /&gt;through &lt;span style="" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a great introduction to the demo compilation): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/92744795c7ee6b/"&gt;Late of The Pier - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A thousand years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/92746974ae72fd/"&gt;Late of The Pier - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Space and the woods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/9274796c05afc3/"&gt;Late of The Pier - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dose A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/92759511d890a3/"&gt;Late of The Pier - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random firl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, there's more, here's their video to&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span&gt;Bathroom Gurgle&lt;/span&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MYuwGGqd0y4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MYuwGGqd0y4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-2965964669632390853?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/2965964669632390853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=2965964669632390853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/2965964669632390853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/2965964669632390853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-bands-that-im-really-excited-about.html' title='New bands that I&apos;m really excited about: #1: Late of The Pier'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-5808966387341770585</id><published>2008-03-17T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:26:28.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunesald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='velvet underground'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picnic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christa Päffgen'/><title type='text'>Dear Berliners,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R96jsKsve1I/AAAAAAAAABA/jiWYvs3Bvc0/s1600-h/ntab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R96jsKsve1I/AAAAAAAAABA/jiWYvs3Bvc0/s320/ntab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178756600704236370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in the Berlin area and love Nico (may she rest in peace) you are welcome to join the picnic in her memory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=9198016750"&gt;here you may find details&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't, you can still listen to her version of Bowie's "Heroes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/9086789cd64a5d/"&gt;Nico - Heroes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-5808966387341770585?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/5808966387341770585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=5808966387341770585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/5808966387341770585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/5808966387341770585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-you-live-in-berlin-area-and-love.html' title='Dear Berliners,'/><author><name>Mary O. Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08707111559390379266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90IAasveuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ysDrNoItt-I/S220/2-47.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R96jsKsve1I/AAAAAAAAABA/jiWYvs3Bvc0/s72-c/ntab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435117413945871160.post-7932608426457039277</id><published>2008-03-16T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T06:06:50.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ferdinand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='franz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='velvet underground'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Severin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de sade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venus in furs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pleasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antony and the johnsons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of'/><title type='text'>Le Marquis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90RbqsvewI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xE9yc9yV2ro/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ss1zFXsob9Y/R90RbqsvewI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xE9yc9yV2ro/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178314313562028802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recon Donatien Alphonse Francios de Sade had any clue of his future legacy and historic significance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or could've predicted the inspiration of his tales of love and lust,&lt;br /&gt;corruption and virtue on the centuries to come? as they live on in the modern era. side by side with marriage, elevators and aeroplanes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all songs about violence celebrate it, some tell us about weakend characters in desperate search of a way out.&lt;br /&gt;but here are a few tales of dominant-submissive, violent,&lt;br /&gt;                                         yet admirably passionate relationships, also, rather astonishing&lt;br /&gt;                                         songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/902368624dcd37/"&gt;Franz Ferdinand - Darts of Pleasure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/902424864bed6b/"&gt;The Velvet Underground - Venus in Furs (Outtake)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/9024479c651f7d/"&gt;Antony and The Johnsons - Fistful of love (feat. Lou Reed)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435117413945871160-7932608426457039277?l=atriptomars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/feeds/7932608426457039277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435117413945871160&amp;postID=7932608426457039277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/7932608426457039277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435117413945871160/posts/default/7932608426457039277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atriptomars.blogspot.com/2008/03/le-marquis.html' title='Le Marquis'/><author><name>Mary O. 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