World War III Radio: Paul Kalkbrenner • Boris Brejcha • Solomun • Tale Of Us • Maceo Plex – MORPHINE Selection

“No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride…and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well…maybe chalk it up to forced consciousness expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten.”

“We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers… and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls.
Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.”

Yup, it’s gotten just that strange. We’re throwing up another techno mix, and why not. Nuclear war isn’t as daunting as a traditional war. You don’t have to prepare for anything, unless you’re a religious sort and you have to make shit right with Jesus or whomever. When you’re not you don’t really have to do anything at all. A quick end is inevitable, and even preferable. I’m intend to ignore every fucking thing until the flesh is burning off by bones and then I’ll fall down and die. It’s quick and simple and not much to fuss about. And if it turns out to be a round of traditional warfare, well, I’m going to remove myself from that fray too. Just shoot me. I don’t want to be among people for whom war is any kind of an option. I don’t relate to people who believe that kill or be killed is a reasonable way to think. Just do me now. I’m too old or this shit.

I stand with… well… I stand with the dead people. Or I lie down with them or something. And I don’t have to get right with a god because I refuse to believe in a god that would support either side in any of this. What part of Thou shalt not kill do you have problems understanding? You smell what i’m stepping in here? The very idea that there can be a right and a wrong is just too weird for me to get my head around. It’s simple.

Thou shalt not kill.

Thou shalt not be a big enough cunt to conjure exceptions to the rule.

So while you’re all pondering that I’m going to listen to music. We’re all born with a death sentence. Just some people get more time than others, and my own time seems a lot more limited than others. That’s what I’m told anyway.

I’m just going to listen to music, and look at art and love and get laid. That’s it. Life is short. You guys can have this war bullshit.


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