hunter is great :) I added you on my friend list, if you don't want that just let me know.
Hunter's documented life reads like an adventure.
South America, California, Colorado, his sheriff campaign, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, his coverage of political campaigns, his affinity for dobermans, Vietnam, and more . . . what an impressive and full life he's led.
Hmm, looks like an interesting magazine. I'm only allowed one subscription, though, and i chose this.
The Falming Lips are cool. Dunno any of the other people you mention. Reading your journal is always very educational. XD
The Flaming Lips?
I remember them from a long time ago, probably around the time Kurt Cobain was alive. Matt Pinfield was probably pimping them on 120 Minutes.
I have their album, The Satellite Heart. The CD says 1993, so that makes sense. I think their highlight song from that album was "She Don't Use Jelly.</i>"
Good gravy. If I shaved my head, I could probably pass as a Matt Pinfield impressionist.
2004-02-04 05:04 pm (UTC)
You don't like those bands yet you like Jefferson Airplane? Interesting!
And yes, preying on people's fears is the easierst way to control them. It calls on their basic sense of survival and gives them a cause to fight against.
That's why I hate Republicans, they thrive on fear and intollerance.
Sadly, Democrats are behaving that way too.
If you can't beat 'em, join' em.
Actually, I should clarify more. What I am . . . I am not a hippie.
I don't mind Grateful Dead songs . . . in fact, there's probably one that has maybe a chorus "Iiiii Weeeeiiiillllll Get By . . ." followed by Doo DOO do Doo do do do do do do dooo.
I like that one.
Of all the people I grew up with and made friends with during my impressionable years, not one of them listened to anything hippie. I really dug Jefferson Airplane because I'd actually hear that on the classic rock stations . . . but most of the songs that my friends liked had nothing to do with hippies.
My mother liked Abba, Neil Diamond, and she was in her 30s in the late 1970s. So, she had a lot of 50s pop music sensibility and still likes her straight-laced pop singing today.
Her bigger love still is classical music, in particular, piano. She grew up learning to play the piano.
My dad wasn't someone who really struck me as loving any particular type of music. I remember him drinking, but I don't remember him singing anything. He was also in his 30s around the late 1970s.
I think he remembers a lot of different music, but he's more thought based and loves tinkering with cars. He reads books, in particular, Louis L'Amour westerns. He liked The Fifth Element when I took him to go see it in the theatres.
Such is my quick treatment of my parents.
If I had anything of value, it'd be worth looting. :D
Don't break your LJ!
Just bend it sometimes. Like a Wookie.
I have to tell myself this . . .
Be at one with the riot.
You can slip through the chaos, like a buttered instance of flatulence.
Or you can join! *drives jeep across lawn*
If you can't beat 'em, join' em.
*Takes Very Large TV Set, runs over to the homeless shelter and donates the set*
you just been hit by a drive-by comment
I gave you guys zeee white tiger cubs as a gift to the fuzzy crips.
I like to bend the rules, anyway. Y0.
2004-02-06 03:25 pm (UTC)
Music for the mind
Well, it's always nice to see HST anywhere, but I was under the impression this mag was all about the Dead. I see they've finally moved into the future with the Lips on the cover of the current issue.
I always viewed Phish, Widesrpead Panic, The Dead and bands like that as weak versions of psychedlic music. 'Music for the mind'; I take thisto imply that the listener will be challenged in their thinking or at least left thinking WTF?? Those bands pose no challenge to the mind.
Jefferson Airplane! Now you are talking! Pink Floyd (the earlier, the better), Zappa, The Residents, Eno, even bands like the Boards, Autechre, and Aphex Twin are far trippier than some 20 minute flanged-out guitar noodling.
2004-02-06 10:58 pm (UTC)
Re: Music for the mind
I like to feel the power behind the music.
"Go ask Alice . .. I think she'll know . . ."
There's something great about the human side behind a song.
Nirvana struck me that way. The music is child-like punk, but it's the strange and profoundly simple lyrics that go along with the tunes, with the completely tortured yet powerful Cobain that makes it so. In particular, the cleaned-up "Aneurysm" on Incesticide, and a different one but just as good on the Hormoaning EP.
Without Kiedis, there are no Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Jimi Hendrix's work quite amazing, soft, strong, deep, fast, quality work . . . if I'm not mistaken, he couldn't read sheet music.
Without Carl Craig, there wouldn't be some great Detroit-stuff . . . as well as for the presence of May, Saunderson, and Atkins in the international community.
I look at the Beatles with some great respect. I really like "Blackbird."
I am sure that Phish is very serious about their bag. I can't fault them for anything in particular.
However, when I get wild, it's usually something with movies or music, and it's surprising when something new hits me in that great way.