You don’t really have to go to the other side of the planet to mine their sounds. Sometimes it’s Texas (even if the current re-master is available only from a label in Belgium). This is a new one for me, despite being a 1992 release. Never heard them. Never knew they existed. My loss, at least until now. I probably needed a few decades of growth to feel it this way anyway. This is heavy shit. Industrial… Electro-Industrial… Okay then, we’ll take it.
Not much to say this morning.
This Monday morning.
Not much motivation to speak of today but it’s all automatic at this point. There comes a time in your life where it’s not about motivation or lack thereof. You just get up and do it, whatever it happens to be for you. What it is doesn’t make much difference. You do it and you get paid for it. That’s the beginning and end. That’s where I am today. That’s how it feels. It’s not an unpleasant sensation. One part of the machine doesn’t resent the other. Every part has its function and moves along in it’s role until it breaks and then it’s replaced. No big deal. That’s just what it is.
Selah.
What rough beast 