Saturday, January 28, 2006
new birthday ink...
Sunday, January 22, 2006
guest spot: HIDDEN FORMS- *Birthday Tribute
Industrial > EBM > Experimental > Noise > Radio
WNUR89.3FM: Chicago's Sound Experiment
Saturday Nights > 6:30-8:30PM CST
www.synctank.net
[brokEn36]
thank you to all the artists for creating great music, those who called in, my fellow January/Aquarian birthday friends, and synctank for letting me guest.
* dedication tracks and early/reiterated birthday happy's to Chrissy, Dav, Heather, and Michael. and a special happy to any fellow January/Aquarian children.
listen or download the set here.
covenant: ritual noise
edge of dawn: the flight (lux)
icon of coil: dead enough for life
zentriert ins antlitz: gollum (extended club mix)
suicide commando: godsend (kiss the deceased)
dismantled: on your knees
empty: ghost beside you
c-tec: epitaph
coil: the anal staircase
nitzer ebb: the lightning man (7” version)
destroid: i still continue
edge of dawn: descent
WNUR89.3FM: Chicago's Sound Experiment
Saturday Nights > 6:30-8:30PM CST
www.synctank.net
[brokEn36]
thank you to all the artists for creating great music, those who called in, my fellow January/Aquarian birthday friends, and synctank for letting me guest.
* dedication tracks and early/reiterated birthday happy's to Chrissy, Dav, Heather, and Michael. and a special happy to any fellow January/Aquarian children.
listen or download the set here.
covenant: ritual noise
edge of dawn: the flight (lux)
icon of coil: dead enough for life
zentriert ins antlitz: gollum (extended club mix)
suicide commando: godsend (kiss the deceased)
dismantled: on your knees
empty: ghost beside you
c-tec: epitaph
coil: the anal staircase
nitzer ebb: the lightning man (7” version)
destroid: i still continue
edge of dawn: descent
Monday, January 16, 2006
the medicine and words
it sounds so lame, but i feel wiggin-ish.
[i can feel the eyes rolling in your head]
and you... well, a bugger.
reading speaker stirs an echo inside. where i killed you, and give up years to bring you back. it's all pretty selfish if i really want to be honest with myself. but you can only take so much honesty before giving into the mirage. at least that's where i am now in it.
standing in the cold, waiting, my fingers itch to turn the next page. maybe more answers there. maybe some insight as to why i do as i do. [or why we do- p2, broken and me]
but hinted reality takes root and soon forests through the illusion of what i want. stealing the vision, showing me i can't ever go back. that there are others there to erase every existence of me.
i don't know now to look toward the deadline of 36, or if to fear it's never coming.
so i guess i'll keep reading. and spit venomously for not heeding you sooner.
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[i can feel the eyes rolling in your head]
and you... well, a bugger.
reading speaker stirs an echo inside. where i killed you, and give up years to bring you back. it's all pretty selfish if i really want to be honest with myself. but you can only take so much honesty before giving into the mirage. at least that's where i am now in it.
standing in the cold, waiting, my fingers itch to turn the next page. maybe more answers there. maybe some insight as to why i do as i do. [or why we do- p2, broken and me]
but hinted reality takes root and soon forests through the illusion of what i want. stealing the vision, showing me i can't ever go back. that there are others there to erase every existence of me.
i don't know now to look toward the deadline of 36, or if to fear it's never coming.
so i guess i'll keep reading. and spit venomously for not heeding you sooner.