Friday, December 26, 2008




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Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Water Curses EP Review




Was just studyin for my complex systems/chaos examinations and decided to study the bit on extremal graph theory during the watering curse eponymous by the ACs. got so inspired that i decided to take a read of the description, see if i could learn anything more about the medleys. who the hell gets to write these things:

"All four tracks have a more stripped down feel than their recent work on Strawbery Jam [sic]. Opener 'Water Curses' mixes mixing carousel and calypso throwing unexpected rhythm up, down and sideways to produce the sound of a smile. And 'Street Flash' is nearly seven minutes of spaced out hollers, electronics and lullabies that sounds like it's made of honey. 'Cobwebs' is equally languid. Weaving itself around a defiant vocal mantra "I’m not going underground" and boosters of Gospel organ sounds like it's imagining some new kind of space church for Al Green to conduct weddings until it slowly fades away into a sticky ether. The EP's final track takes the celestial feel into even more blissed-out states. 'Seal Eyeing' is the moment you realise watching vapour trails melt into the sky is not only the most constructive thing you can do, but the only real option that’s left."


water curses description, shift f7 is a useful tool. what are you trying to do, spaced out hollers made out of honey? i'm in contact with some of the most relevant materials scientists of our age but i've yet to see any description of hollers of honeys. is this some kind of new age greeting card type? the f*&k are you trying to tell people, conducting an al green wedding in a medieval church setting. i can envision the equally informative description you shall provide of the summertime clothes single.

"summertime clothes is a small rotating lever such like you'd only expect to find in the key pocket of a weathered pair of 18th century blue jeans on clearance in a french boutique shop carrying only sustainable thermoses and other such elements of victorian prose. the thrilling rush of two chiclets of dentyne ice pales in comparison to the destructive force of the pumping atmospheric gumdropping swells of the bearhug intro. sell all your old clothes people, we're off to heaven with this one. i haven't even mentioned the leather seating options!"

thought that would be kinda cool but no the seal eyeing description blows it out of the water. did anyone else notice what the only logical thing left to do with your time was after hearing the eyes sealing? same here ya'll, started fillin up lil plastic dixie cups with exactly enough diluted urine so they could stand on the side of my desk without fallin off. stacked em inwards and i'm currently on the 11th interior ring of the structure. kind of have to partition the cup such that you can fill only the extreme inside of it but its worth it in the end.

wish avey tarus would prep these things before they let em out into the wild.
if someone read that who didnt knowah lennox they would def not buy the damn thing unless they were homeless and looking for salvation in a bubble gum amphitheater constructed from the most finely woven lilac or some other such nonsense advertised in that crummy paragraph.