December 2011
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I assure you that there is no fire in my eyes, although I do have a feeling as...
– Maldoror (Les Chants De Maldoror)
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Timber Timbre - Creep On Creepin' On
I haven’t done a music review in a long time, but Sepiachord was kind enough to publish my review of Timber Timbre’s Creep On Creepin’ On:
Though the Sepiachord motto is “Music now for a past that never was,” that falsified past generally consists of a few easily recognizable historical touchstones; Victorian influences abound, as do vague references to cabaret culture and a...
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Applied to the image of Elohim myopically touch-typing Adam into existence the...
– Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer
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Violet’s better looking than Penelope. That is to say, she looks less...
– Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer
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Mac vs. PC
shitmystudentswrite:
PC is a old gay, who wears traditional and formal. Mac is a young gay, who looks modern and informal. On the other side, Mac is lighter than PC, because the old gay is fatter than young gay. In conclusion, APPLE used this form of comparison to show the benefits of Mac.
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Theoretically, it might be that ghosts should be hideous rather than not; one...
– Ronald Pearsall, The Table-Rappers: The Victorians and the Occult
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Of course, any long-lived movement for whom fetishizing death is a primary...
– James Hannaham, “Bela Lugosi’s Dead and I Don’t Feel So Good Either”
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I wonder how it all got started, this business about seeing your life flash before your eyes while you drown, as if panic, or the act of submergence, could startle time into such compression, crushing decades in the vice of your desperate, final seconds. After falling off a steamship or being swept away in a rush of floodwaters, wouldn’t you hope for a more leisurely review, an invisible...
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and the frost took up the eyes: Nicholas was... →
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older than sin, and his beard could grow no whiter. He wanted to die. The dwarfish natives of the Arctic caverns did not speak his language, but conversed in their own, twittering tongue, conducted incomprehensible rituals, when they were not actually working in the…
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