THE CATHEDRAL

Twenty thousand trumpets Scream,
The Terrible Bricks in Alignment Glitter,
Theirs are Dimensions in Holiest Formation.
What sequence Persists forming Monumental Shadows
and Breathless Sepulchral Views, A hundred times true-
Bony-Eyed Gargoyles teeming on Towers,
Vaulted and Arched,
Stretching for Sunlight in the optimum gloom.
Here while our chanting brothers resist the poking
Gentle Spears from ABOVE, the catacombs Whisper
soft Stagnant meadows of Sin !!

(Unto Again) E J A C U L A !!!! ( or "Spiral Naked Bitches)

Dark Gods Stagger forth, Forgetting the Froth in the Basket of Blood.
What Left they behind or rather Wherefore burnest thou THINE Entrails in
Blonde Museum Veranda,
Unto the Pagan Subterfuge and thus UNTO Depths of an Island Soft,
This Hymnal ever-floating Pretends to drift within our bending
Mirrored Chambers unto the seething orGan beyond the great Steps
of Salvation's FIRES of Raging Trapezoid confections, unto which
Dazzlement performs its Dance in Spiced Holy Shadows of an
Elaborate Spewing Statue. The Radiant Blood !!
E J A C U L A !!!! E J A C U L A !!!!
Produce thy Starry Filth on the quivering WAFER,
That of Embracing Rapture on an VOLCANIC DISC !!!
Unto Which Spiral Naked Bitches

Thanks Tomas for helping me get the FAKTUM seller authorization

First they wouldn't let me sell Faktum, street-mag......but Tomas eloquently told them how desperate is my situation. So I thank Tomas.....now I'm gonna be making some loot.

I'm really digging these Bernini Sculptures.....these ecstatic religious ladies, swooning, and then the massive baldaccino. That's some impressive stuff. One of the angel faces started to speak to me in psychic wind

Remastered King Crimson

Should I feel guilty about remastering one of the greatest albums of all time? how about editing it too? No, I feel great. this new version of "Islands" is the sphinx's tits. I've put the big high quality mp3's into Audacity and savaged them all up. Yes, I cranked them up using both bass boost and the amplify option. On "Formentera Lady" I mercilessly hacked the entire first 4 minutes off, tightening the composition, giving it a truly "1 tenth of the way through the 21st century" feeling. It's so much more "tram-Friendly" now.....just think, with all that tram noise and then the cars going by and people talking and the fact that i don't have huge headphones that block out the sound of all the strange humanoid sounds going on out there, that shit is hard to hear.....If the Crim people won't make it loud, i guess i had to. I also excised the first 4 minutes of the title track.....it's too sensitive for these times. and that part where Fripp says something like " once more with the oboes, then once without...." yeah, i put a huge delay on that, and it sounds real groovy-like. Needless to say, "Sailor's Tale" soars much higher in my remaster, and i really cranked the slowed down mellotron outro doom part

Benjamin Britten.....I can almost tolerate hearing an English opera

I'm keeping myself distracted by discovering the music of Britten.....never even gave it chance before. usually english language sounds so weird when sung operatically...to me.. but then there was Purcell. and actually Stravinsky's "The Rakes' Progress" was good....It was time, I determined to start listening to operas that i didn't already know. starting with Strauss's "Arabella" and "Daphne", and moving on to Puccini....I just grabbed at random Britten's "Death in Venice" it's incredible actually.....Death in Venice very striking, Turn of the Screw quite mad....it hasn't really sunk in very far yet, but i'm also reading a biography too, so just introducing myself It's really interesting to determine what sort of repression the guy was dealing with early on, with sexual what not and what have you, that should be central to any talk of the man I hope, but one can become curious about the role of libido in creative enterprises.. ........otherwise, The freezingness of Göteborg is keeping me from enjoying any casual strolls. all walking is done with definite destinations in mind, and there is no stopping to admire the beauty of anything really, except that one oddly striped poodle manifestation