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Post by Mech on Apr 29, 2006 14:43:20 GMT -5
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Post by kat on May 5, 2006 23:48:45 GMT -5
Is that Jello, Mech?
I liked the mp3, "Thanks" Do you have a link to more of his shit.
Eric Reed Boucher (born June 17, 1958), better known by the stage name Jello Biafra, is an American punk rock musician and political activist best known as the former lead singer of the Dead Kennedys. After the band disbanded, he became a solo musician and spoken word artist, releasing several albums based on both careers on his record label, Alternative Tentacles. In his political life, he is an active member of the Green Party[1] and participates in activism relating to his progressive political beliefs. He is a self-proclaimed anarchist[1] (though not a promoter of anarchy), and advocates civil disobedience and pranksterism in the name of political change. Biafra is known to use absurdist media tactics in the tradition of the Yippies to highlight issues of civil rights, social justice, and anti-corporatism.
His stage name is a combination of the brand name Jell-O and the name of the short lived country of Biafra which attempted to secede from Nigeria in 1966. After four years of fighting and horrific starvation, Nigeria regained control of the nascent Biafran state. Jello Biafra created his name as an ironic combination of a nutritionally poor mass-produced food product and mass starvation.
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Post by Mech on May 6, 2006 11:57:50 GMT -5
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Post by kat on May 6, 2006 14:59:56 GMT -5
Thanks again, I'll check them out after Webster Tarpley, his show is about to start on RBN.
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Post by kat on May 7, 2006 15:06:17 GMT -5
I liked the "die for oil sucker" reminded me of "beatnik" (pre-hippieassic era) protest poems back in the early 60's. Now I'm giving away my old age. g*d I feel like such a dinosaur.
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Post by Mech on May 7, 2006 17:18:40 GMT -5
No worries.....
Swamp Gas is a good friend of mine in his 50's who ive collabortated with on several projects and remain good friends with even though I'm 35.
Age is relative. You can externalize it...but what about the age of your consciousness?
There is no age when it comes to that.
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Post by kat on May 10, 2006 7:38:05 GMT -5
That’s pretty much what my father said to me about a year before he passed away ten years ago. I asked him what it was like growing older, if he had any insight to the matter and he replied: These eyes know no difference whether I'm seventy-eight nor than when I was a young man of twenty. Only the outside world makes one feel old at times as it passes literally before our eyes.
Our fall through time
...By Kosmo Kat
A good friend of mine once summed it up something like this about time and growing older. In the military, Special Forces perform (HALO) High Altitude Low Opening tactical parachute deployment to avoid detection by the opposing forces. Essentially skydiving with oxygen from high altitudes free falling to earth deploying their chutes within critical seconds before landing on the ground. Upon jumping time literally stands still and your mind becomes enthralled with the enormity of the earth below, one views the world in awe with grand vistas all around you. As time passes the world passes before your eyes a curiosity though the reality settles in that you are falling and not flying or floating anymore in the sky. The ground now starts to give detail of everything below, time now begins to slip away and race towards you like the evidences of the world now just below you, faster and faster the ground rushes up with an urgency that totally engulfs you. Then the chute deploys pulling you back like the hand of God plucking you from plummeting to earth and crumbling to the ground and as suddenly as the jump started its now over like that, and you land to earth. As we all grow older the minutes of our lives turn into seconds and the years fly by like the days of a leafed calendar as we all have an inevitable end to our journey for nothing lasts forever. We will all someday close our eyes for that final moment when we land again to the earth from we whence came. After all in the immortal words of Kansas we are all only "Dust in the wind."
BTW Mech; superfan is a bit luppie, he has Bi-polar and is on allot of meds. He can barely remember one day to the next, it's sort of sad. We have just learned to ignore him when he gets belligerent, I try to help him time to time in returning some of is PM messages which he sends. He's just a harmless old man who lives alone and is terribly lonely.
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