Terminator Salvation: Morning Drill

My Monthly Aresian Horoscope

March 21 - April 19

and so begins

man vs. machine

Aries, today they were drilling your neighbor's drive way and sidewalk. And you, Aries, do you not sleep towards the front of the apartment? Wasn't it true that here the noise was at its proudest volume? In the dining room, for this is where you sleep, is it not Aries? In this dining room that keeps the living room company at the front of the apartment through a doorless threshold, like two mouths opened at the connection of a kiss, at this border, was not the drilling a tad, let us say, unpleasant? Did not these mischievous immigrants of sound hop this border to pursue countless vocations to sustain the divorce between yourself and Madame Rest.

In fact let us be honest Aries, was not the drilling impressionably close? Impressionably crass and rude, or impressionably insulting. Surely it was, was it not, impressionably perverted against innocent Silence in her Evangelical skirts. Could not the drilling be said to almost be in the apartment? Audibly, it was! Audibly it was practically paying rent with a hole torn right through the lease where the drilling signed its name. Might as well! While we're here Aries, lets add to the "might-as-wells." The drilling might as well have used your bathroom and called you honey, might as well have fixed up a fine mess of a breakfast plate and on the seldom utilized dining table, commented on the weather while enjoying waffles and a morning fruit shake. Yes Aries, Drill would say this and more, all with the same hard stutter, rolling that same "R" 'til Kingdom Come; rolling far into the applications of infinity.

August Heart Beats for Tracyanne Campbell

She makes my shoulders go up, my head back and into a Garbo self-embrace I remain as all the love cells in my blood slip out their vessels and hang on my nerves like fruit.

Marquis De Sade's Lover's Rock

Hang You Up From the Heavens
by The Dead Weather
from the album Horehound
released 14-July, 2009

I never know how to treat you

You say I love you but it ain't true

I'm walking away now

One step forward and back two

I like to grab you by the hair

And hang you up from the heavens

I don't know how to let you go

Or if I should keep you

I don't know how to let you know

I really don't got a reason

I like to grab you by the hair

And drag you to the devil

I never know why I push you

Trash you just to confuse you

I make a hole just to see how

See through clean I can cut you

I like to grab you by the hair

and hang you up from the heavens

I like to grab you by the hair

And sell you off to the devil

I never know what mood you be

Be mine, be kind, but be cruel to me

I'm walking away now

One step forward and back three

I never know what I'm gonna do

I say I'm leaving but it ain't true

I got a lot I could do to you

Nothing you can do to stop it

I like to grab you by the hair

I like to grab you by the hair

I like to grab you by the hair

And hang you up from the heavens

Anything Less Would Be Uncivilized

Is it just my opinion that Hugh Jackman's Wolverine in the X-Men films is non-other than the equivalent of John Stamos' Uncle Jessie in Full House. The sideburns and meticulously moussed, carefully conspired hairdo, the leather jacket, the boots and the whole "born to be bad" thing; Uncle Wolvie and The Rippers.

Nothing against Hugh Jackman, I like him as an actor. Something against whoever casted Wolverine as a neat hipster who occasionally gets angry and apparently displays great leadership skills (is there even a single scene with Cyclops actually leading the X-Men in any of the 3 films?) Granted, The Ol' Can Knucklehead has always been a favorite in the Marvel world, highly popular and successful in his own right but after three films that basically were Wolverine and the X-Men, we are told that a Wolverine spin-off movie is soon to hit theatres and are furthermore, expected to be impressed.


"Great, A Wolverine movie! Its going to be dark and gritty almost a film noir where we get to see Logan's attitudes and rages explored; where he's allowed free focus without the guilt felt when that same free focus was monopolized on him during the X-Films."

"Uh, not quite. Its actually a quick origin movie and we're going to throw in a bunch of other mutants that are more than unnecessary to tell Logan's story because we don't know how to focus the spotlight on Wolverine unless he's stealing it from other under-developed characters."

Zack Snyder should have directed this film. I did not like The Watchmen but what worked for 300 and even Rorschach, would've worked well for Wolverine. Violence, adrenaline, gore, and uncompromising righteousness. I would love to see a misanthropic, napoleon complexed, scraggily voiced, hairy, canadian runt with adamantium claws and a reason to use them; when you see the character on screen you should be able to almost smell the cigarettes and beer, you should feel aversion on the outside but secretly, an envy to the loss of inhibition and primal freedom for which wolverine is a walking metaphor. I want to see the black and gold stripe costume, the cowl, the grunts and growls; anything less would be uncivilized.

April Heart Beats for Natasha Khan

Its all about Bat for Lashes next week when Two Suns drops on Tuesday. The album is going to be born an Aries, just like me; this means its going to be a hardheaded scatterbrain who makes a puzzle out of life and enjoys getting caught up in the folds so long as he can move forward and because of this, others tend to follow, regardless of whether or not he's willing to lead.

My, How We Hunger

My Monthly Aresian Horoscope
March 21 - April 19

You are walking in the street looking for a place that makes really good sandwiches, its really the bread that makes the defining difference. Its cloudy and light, ghost rain tempts you surrender your search. But you're hungry and demand to spoil yourself, this is supported by your stubborness. You know a place, and the sandwiches almost reach $15 and they taste like $25. Is it foolish? You know its bad for your pockets and everyone is singing them played-out 'economic blues' but you can already taste the rosemary ham and provolone cheese, the olive oil on the green and violet lettuce, the warm panini crust and the soft white bread like sheets of cotton underneath. As you walk down the familiar street, you know there's no interfering. You start to think about red wine to go with the sandwich; later you'll remember how broke you are. You're listening to Gazillion Ear by MF Doom as remixed by Thom Yorke. Despite the cold spring rain, you're electric.

Gone But Never Forgotten

The Yamaha SU200



I had so much fun on this machine, it was my first official sampler. I purchased it back in 2001. The sound wasn't all that great but that was in part due to my not using a mixer back then. I took it apart sometime last year since it ceased working years before that (also my fault), I would not hesitate to buy it again; maybe I can find new uses for it.