Now, that is diggin’ deep, all so deep in an ageing man’s soul and his inner universe. That would be the place no man or woman get to visit. The basement of the being. The cellar steps no one can ever descend. The inner working of a soul. Suburban Knights – “State of Art” –… Continue reading Dillinja Under Pseudonym?
Tag: 2020
Deeply Disappointed
Once in my life I tried Suketter, that was very long, long time ago. I, my little sister and our oldest cousin were intrigued by the little white pills contained in the white and blue box. – What are those? – They’re sugar pills for the coffee. I personally never understood why you would want… Continue reading Deeply Disappointed
Not On The Wall IX
Yet some discarded artefacts. A pre-IoT image capturing device also know as a camera and a pair of: Salt and pepper shakers or salt and pepper pots, of which the first item is normally called a salt cellar in British English,[1] are condiment dispensers used in Western culture that are designed to allow diners to… Continue reading Not On The Wall IX
Transcribing
There’s an International sound playing through the air and if you listen carefully now so you will hear, many DJ:s will sound discover, many MC:s em’ love the ‘ibe, Uncle Dugs’en is not impossible, the people jump up and down in an old-school style, Rinse FM is our radio station 106.8 po’n the dial, 11… Continue reading Transcribing
D’où Je Viens XXXV
Béton Brut, It’s Not
Concrete is naturally grey, but does that entail or guarantee any trace of Béton Brut? One of the two building constellations pictured above is most definitely not. What about proportion and scale? The public’s expert opinion seems to be that the thing that matters is that they (everything and anything built) should resemble/mimic the surrounding… Continue reading Béton Brut, It’s Not
D’où Je Viens XXXVI
This is where I live.
Silent Prayers?
A collection of Asian wood carvings were placed directly opposite of the door to my cellar storage unit (7 all-in-all). They were quite large, the three women figurines were taller than 1,2m. The two (much smaller) male figures that I decided to keep measure approximately 0,3m. Since they were blocking my door, I moved them… Continue reading Silent Prayers?
Today Of All Days?
It should be no comment. However, I can’t do that. That would be 1993 to you and me, WARP and I did buy it in period, the following year (if I remember correctly because I waited for Artificial Intelligence II to arrive to Stockholm from London more than 6 months…) when it was available. They’re… Continue reading Today Of All Days?
You Must Support!
Because, it is the only thing to do. We Are Viable. I can’t… express the emotions, so many sounds and to much history (not really, you can never have much history). Before, before, before… and 1990 seems like yesterday?! Uncle Dugs on the one only: rinse.fm. Directing the thing like a crazed librarian. Would be… Continue reading You Must Support!