Bored and beautiful

Oh what an existence we lead. When the things that used to be exciting just make us miserable? "Yawn". A black square and a beat from 1988 brings on extreme fatigue. Rush to the bathroom, splash water on your face, crouch down on the floor "I'm going to fall asleep here". The image of an eye opening and closing repeats for 5 months. For dumb jobs you could do a lot worse. "Could you get my friend Michelle who lives in Silverlake also pretty please? :)"

NO.

Danseing with Eddie (part thee)

Is it that time again fellowe creechurs of t3h nite? Embrace thee oppressive heat and put on your best funeral clothes. You will soon be duncing arm and arm with amerfercas namber won ubdusstrial whosix feet udder!

Last Friday's Party

The walls are held togeth3r by electricity, the energy in the room should be harnassed and used to power the city. You have solved teh budget crisis. Celebrate the twentee years of the sounds of the charge as the floor moves to the rocky mountains when the glances are exchanged for the motion of two within two dozen locking orbits now or never. Return to the energy of theses events.

Age?

(repeat )
Where are you?
live?
(repeat)
Echo Park
Burbank
That's not too far
I know you and you know me
(repeat)
Deja vu
You should write.

Last Night's Party

10:40 is yet ten minutes too late and twenty minutes too early. The first bad sign is if a speaker explodes during suffocated hope. Something is around, is it Friday the 13th? A favor for Rubbers is returned with a confused stiff view, there's no turntable here Bigwig! Soon appears crystal and a very bad rotation, we did not have an exit strategy when we went in. A move sharply then a telephone! Ooops, that is the smell of an old cigarette that drinks light away.

Bill sawed a hole through the door with a chain saw and sprayed the rifle of assault, the couple on the divan are candidate to a posterior bedroom.

Who does William think he is bullshitting? He flips out, saws down the door, riddles the body with bullets, duck tapes her mouth so the dead girl can’t make noise, wraps wire around her neck to make sure she is dead then burns her. The guy is galactically stupid if he thinks anyone will buy that he does not deserve to die.

Dans"ing" with Eddii (paert deux)

It's almost that time of the week agin my frenids when we let doen our hairs and remoof one pair of pants to replase with the other skim tight black ones!

Ed's Dancing Tips:

1.When dancime in a club it is always best to move your body like a wet noodle while waving both arms above your head and scream ing "WOOOOOHOOOO HOOOO!!!!" very loudly!

2.When applying a gothic kick be sure not to pull a ham out of the string of your pants.

Duncing with Edddie (pt 1)

It is pure raw energie when the bodies are moving on the danse floor, the writhing of the black clad body under the strobbing lights creates ultimate atmosphere for unleashing the ture emotion!

Tips for beginning duncers.
1. You put your left leg in.
2. You pull your left leg out.
3. You put your left leg in and you shake it all about.

Rerun

Hello frends! I can't be bothered to come up witha n new post right now cas i am sick. Please to be enjoying this classic post from February 22nd 1999!

yours trulii
eb edereoty

darker
C-TecdarkerWax Trax!/TVT Records (Cat. No. TVT7252-2)1657 N. Damon Ave.Chicago, IL 60647www.waxtrax.com

Certainly one goes into listening to any new project with Jean-Luc (Front 242) DeMeyer with certain expectations. Where I would have simply listened to and immediately forgotten darker had it been by anyone else, I could not do so with DeMeyer involved. I kept trying to like it, but after numerous attempts I am afraid I cannot.

C-Tec is DeMeyer teaming up with Cubanate's Marc Heal and Ged Denton. I have heard some of Cubanate and, though it wasn't my favorite, I thought it was some of the better of the new generation EBM. As for 242 and DeMeyer, I have long enjoyed their efforts. Sure the last few albums have not been as good as the earlier ones, they still have enough excellent work under their belts for me to qualify both 242 and DeMeyer masters of the genre. So what goes wrong on this album? Why does C-Tec fail?

Their failure can be associated to one single flaw. The structure is not complex enough. Most of the tracks revolve around one single loop of which is built on throughout the track. The basic structure never changes it only mutates. This is the same structure that the lesser techno bands employ and it is one of the major reasons that I have never taken a fancy to techno in general. Also, like techno, the music itself is based around beats primarily and most of the songs have no major keyboard part. The keyboard sounds are generally limited to the sort of bleeps and blurps standard to techno. The tracks that appealed to me most on the album ("the lost" and "stateless") are the two exceptions to this rule. However they, more than some of the other tracks, fall victim to the single loop syndrome that I mention earlier. The other two tracks I actually enjoyed off of this album were "random" (the opening track) and "silent voices". "Random" works because the beats are frantic and change regularly and because DeMeyer's chorus vocals actually work as a chorus where in much of the rest of the album it appears he's singing along to something that isn't there. "Silent Voices" I liked because it took the opposite route. It gives minimalism and no real chorus and despite the lyrics are not that strong the piece is rather haunting on a whole.

The lyrics on the album range from fine to decent. Nothing great, but nothing terrible either. But that is nothing new for DeMeyer, I have always liked his voice better than his vocals. On prime 242 the lyrics worked because they were oblique and more a part of the song than the whole of the song. As the lyrics became more obvious in their meaning they became less interesting. I suppose it is the constant, almost chirpy optimism and spiritual nature of the lyrics that I don't care for. His voice on this album is quite nice though. I only wish that he had sung along with the songs more often.

The rest of the album is pretty forgettable. Sure, "flowing" is nice enough for the dance floor, but it isn't so interesting for home listening. "Epitaph" uses a poem by the same name by Dorothy Parker for the lyrics. They seem out of place amongst the music and Jean-Luc seems a tad unsure in their use. "Shift IV" uses a combination of heavy guitar and drum and bass that makes the track sound like a weak outtake from a Hellsau session with DeMeyer's voice.

In looking over the review and listening to the album again, part of me wonders if I have been too harsh simply because I had such high expectations from DeMeyer. In the hope that I have been too harsh I do not plan to sell it yet, though I suspect it will sit in my small pile of CDs for a while before I pick it up again. Perhaps if you are a bigger fan of techno structure you will enjoy the album more than I.

We blee clobbling blit (pt twelphh)

Teh primure gothic industrial rock out with your cock out and a pussy on your lips! This ain't your daddy's blog! Fuck you!

We Be Clunning Ten (the day after the after)

OUTSIDE THE CLUB:::INSIDE THE CLUB::
CRAY TOMES WHERE HAD AT THE GRUPND ZERO<  EDDIE KEPT HIS NOSE POEWDERED THROUGHOUT HTE NIGHT AND HAD A HOT DANCEFLOOR GROPEFEST WITH A GIRL!Z  SHOTS OF PEACH ScHNAPPS WERE DROPPIED LIKE WATer adn the re waaw 

Gothic Danicn

Ed be down with the dounds of today! Gothic dancing his the formidable power that flows through us all and there is no stopping this brand new youthg mobement!

Every Day is Halloween Five

For all of those who recognize the trangressive nature ofthe season we have createde a new power and glory for whcih you muchst bow down to?  Gothic is the way of the people!  Kids are in love with gothic and Mr. Witch is the new icon of these disenfranchised youth cultures!  Get it now!!!!

Thanks to the Ture Fan! (WE BE CLUBBIN Eight)