OI OF ZEN (exit Planet Dust)

Another Year Looms

There are a lot of right thinking people out there thinking, yeah its our turn now, Just watch them screw the whole damm thing up for us, and this shrub will do it for you--------------->

Wish U Wur Ear

Letters from I Rack.

Think there is something Wrong Here

"Everyone in the United States of America
We're gonna win this one, take the country by storm
We're gonna be elected"

Watching and Hearing the current Hysteria on the airwaves one would think that you are all about to die of something nasty realy soon. It would appear that the "Terra-a-ists" namely AL-WH0-DA are on the attack, well if you believe in this then you get whats coming to you, another four years and your real Freedoms eroded, and if dont agree with us................Then you are not American whether or not you live in the USA or I-raQ, it's the bog "Q" that wories me

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August 02, 2004

I will Return

Or i MAY not

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July 18, 2004

Oh dear I am Back

"From Andrew's Country"

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July 11, 2004

Where I am going

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July 10, 2004

Polyphonic spew

There is no person more deluded than he or she who has a song programmed into their mobile phone. This is what, at some level, they are thinking when their phone erupts into Crazy In Love or Hey Ya: "Everyone in this carriage now believes that I'm a cool, sophisticated individual and an absolute tiger in the sack." And this is what everyone in the carriage - even if they own such a phone themselves - is actually thinking: "Jesus, what a wanker. I'd like to take that phone, ram it sideways down their throat and heave them headfirst through the rear window onto the road, where, with any luck, they'll be reduced to pâté by the garbage truck behind us." The ringtone is the redheaded stepchild of the digital music revolution.

It might be grudgingly conceded that there are limited circumstances in which a ringtone could be acknowledged as witty - it is popularly rumoured, for example, that several of William Hague's staff during the 2001 election campaign had their phones implanted with the theme from Mission: Impossible. In almost any other situation, you might just as well have the word "cretin" branded into your forehead. Despite this, ringtones are being sold in ever greater numbers. In 2003, according to the Mobile Data Association, the people of this once-great nation spent £70m on ringtones, up from £40m in 2002 (2003's most popular ringtone was Black-Eyed Peas' execrable Where Is The Love?, followed by the theme from The Muppet Show). Ringtones have become so popular that an official fortnightly chart was introduced last month. It is widely anticipated that ringtones will, at some point, outsell singles. This is weird, and somewhat sad.

People - especially young people - have long advertised their musical tastes with T-shirts and badges. But owning, say, a Ramones T-shirt did not fundamentally alter your relationship with the Ramones' music. Rocket To Russia was still something you listened to and enjoyed, still art with which you had a relationship of some level of intimacy. Buying a song as a ringtone indicates that you value the track only as an advertising jingle for qualities that you perceive, almost certainly mistakenly, in yourself. You haven't bought the music to listen to - even the most modern polyphonic phones sound like a cheap Casio keyboard. You've bought it so people around you will have to listen to it. You are, in short, a vain, irritating idiot.

This gruesome corruption of music is an extension of the solipsism promoted by the mobile phone - the reason mobiles have had such a catastrophic effect on workaday manners is that they encourage people to believe that they are so important that nothing they have to say can possibly wait until they're off the bus. It's also a pretty poor reflection on much modern pop, that its consumers don't want to sit down and hear it as its creators intended, but prefer it in brief, tinny bursts on the number 26.

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July 07, 2004

The Reason Why

WHY

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June 21, 2004

The Longest Day

The Only place To Be

What used to happen

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Into the woods

Into the woods I quietly go
It takes all the strength I have in me
These are the woods
The night of the soul
Painful to see
Love without action
Painful to see years of neglect
Achin’ to see all that they see
Still telling lies to the remains of respect
Creatures we are worth defending
It takes the right word said from the heart
Given to you without ending
Given to you, the purpose of art
Thousands of plans, I’ve made many
I wonder just how many plans I have made
Feelin’ this mood overtake me
Finally to see the truth as it fades
Out of these woods will you take me
Out of these woods, out of the strom
Sinless child can you save me
Guilty man, freedom is yours

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