Mar 30
Gah…
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Gods I hate daylight savings!

Mar 26
The Moor
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Manu Script
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One of the real reason this site exists, as somewhere to host my work, is now finally up and running. If you have a few moments to spare or are genuinely bored, hit up The Moor and peruse what has appeared overnight.

Just in case anyone was in doubt, fractals are officially awesome.

Mar 25
Like A Death In The Family…
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Just what do you think you're doing, Dave?
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I think Phillip pretty much summed it up better than I could. I just hope his gravestone is made of Onyx and Obsidian as is befitting.

So in the last month we have lost the Father of DnD and the Father of SciFi; I hold grave fears for the pioneers still alive, not to mention anyone else I hold in high regard for their life may just be forfeit. At this rate I think we should be glad Tolkien has already sailed west, and someone should keep their eye on Mr Clancy.

Mar 17
Terminus
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Shiny Finish Nails
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Sometimes mistakes in browsing the interblarg can lead to rare gems. It would make me feel better if I knew that these independent film pieces were seen by a larger audience, but sometimes I feel that they are wasted on youtuber’s and other similar comment whores. Im not sure what the entity in Terminus is trying to acheive. Maybe it is a sadistic, malevolent being who uses interpretive dance as his medium of agression. Maybe he is just misunderstood. I will be on the lookout for Trevor Cawood from now on.

I finally had a good run through the new NiN album, Ghosts I-IV. Two cd’s, four movements; 1:50:07 of amazing aural architecture that leaves you quite breathless. The concept of the release is a modern overture that constructs scenery through music.

“We began improvising and let the music decide the direction. Eyes were closed, hands played instruments and it began… The end result is a wildly varied body of music that we’re able to present to the world in ways the confines of a major record label would never have allowed - from a 100% DRM-free, high-quality download, to the most luxurious physical package we’ve ever created.”

The first movement is mellow à la Into The Void with a very smooth, flowing soundscape. The imagery evoked lies somewhere between sand dunes and synthetic forests. The progression through movements II - IV, however, journey into realms dark and twisted. Here, industrial themes and mechanical noises reign supreme. For some reason I am drawn back to Deus Ex over and over again when I shut my eyes and let the sounds wash over my body. I am under no illusions that Deus Ex won’t feature heavily in a later post.

The first “Oak” review is coming soon, having started the bottle on Saturday on the rocks, then a mixed attempt on Sunday, the verdict should follow shortly.

Mar 15
The Misanthropy Minute
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Extruded Munch
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If it’s not the public transport authority constantly hampering your every movement, then its some inconsiderate prick doing the aforementioned’s job instead. This is not the best way to start a day in customer service or retail. It just goes to show that some people simply should not be allowed to breed. Now that the new trainline has pushed through the frontier south of the river, it is more and more apparent that certain veins of stupidity have been unearthed that should never have been disturbed. No person of above average intelligence should have to put up with a carriage populated entirely by teenage mums, spewing diatribe or discourse on their plans to find someone to sleep with that night so they didn’t have to trek home. Not entirely sure where the screaming child fits into their equation for the night, but then again, I don’t think the child had been considered since (or before) its unfortunate conception. Honestly, we have disturbed something in the murky depths that should have been left alone.

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