Monday, May 16, 2005

suicide circle...;)

Your Suicide.. by Konstantine
Your Name/Username
Favorite Number?
Favorite Color?
How will you commit suicide?You will hang yourself
How many tries will it take?21
When will you commit suicide?April 14, 2047
What will your suicide note say?Unrequited love can kill
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another two months without writing anything here....well for starters last thursday i went to see the mars volta in concert, in was the most amazing concert i have ever seen/heard alongside BARF last september....the music was intense, insane, godlike...they played for about two hours non stop, they played only really good songs (thing is that's all they do)...their setlist was killer, but they've could have played for another hour easily...they had some killer jams during the songs...they played some brand new parts of songs...they did the best improvs i've ever heard live, only to flawlessy come back to their excellent, sped-up interpretations of their repertoire...

the visuals were killer as well they had a psychedelic background with Osiris type figures and stranges symbols and sprirals and other such visual psychedelia full of epilepsy inducing swirling movements...and eally nice lightining oscillating between green, blue, red...

to come back to the music, their guitarist Omar is a genius who not only knows how to play like a master but knows how to manipulate and texturize the sound of his instrument like no other...their bassist Juan just rocks, with his hyper speedy bass riffs and amazing soloing on the fretless...their drummer Jon his a master of his trade as well multiplying the polyrhythms and crazy drum solos and adding real emotion, drive contrast to something that is only usually used to keep the beat...the percussionist Marcel (Omar's brother) was equally amazing in his percussive performance, bashing about on his congas and what not...really cool.
their keyboardist Isaiah plays some mental B3 organ and mellotron lines, and i particularly loved his just gotta love a gifted player with a B3...mmmm
and of course one cannot deny the flawless, awe-inspiring singing of Cedric...he's like the male version of Björk, seriously...both in terms of vocal range, emotion and creativity...although he must have no sexual desire whatsoever, since he sings like a castrati...but man those were some daft vocal acrobatics...not to mention his moves, which much like his singing must have influenced by Michael Jackson (in his good days)...good stuff.
lastly, they had a saxophonist/flutist/2nd percussionist on stage with them which really rocked, especially in the improvs.

best show evooooorrrr!!!! :D head-banging, booty-shaking, orgasm-inducing good times.

the only people missing were Flea and John Fruciante, which both participated to crucial moments in the Mars Volta's musical oeuvre.

furthermore, before the show my sister and i met Omar and Marcel downtown at the HMV!!!!!! it was really sister got her cd signed...i didn't have mine with me sadly, but they did use my pen...i was too shy and in shock/awe to really say anything...damn

besides that, not much is happening, besides the fact that I finally got the Smashing Pumpkins' Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness...such an amazing record it isall the heavyness and the epicness and the soothing calmness as well...nice...very nice.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

potentially revealing questionnaire to kill some time

1. Who are you?

2. Are we friends?

3. When and how did we meet?

4. How have I affected you?

5. What do you think of me?

6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?

7. How long do you think we will be friends?

8. Do you love me?

9. Do you have a crush on me?

10. Would you kiss me?

11. Would you hug me?

12. Physically, what stands out?

13. Emotionally, what stands out?

14. Do you wish I was cooler?

15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?

16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.

17. Am I loveable?

18. How long have you known me?

19. Describe me in one word.

20. What was your first impression?

21. Do you still think that way about me now?

22. What do you think my weakness is?

23. Do you think I'll get married?

24. What makes me happy?

25. What makes me sad?

26. What reminds you of me?

27. If you could give me anything what would it be?

28. How well do you know me?

29. When's the last time you saw me?

30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?

31. Do you think I could kill someone?

32. Have we ever had sex?

33. Do you miss me?

34. Do you think i miss you?

33. Are you going to put this on your live journal and see what I say about you?

Mad Nintendo Skillz y'all!!!!

i know my nintendo...reprazent!!!

Game Over! You scored 95%!
Your legend was a success! You defeated Ganon and rescued the princess... now for another quest.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 96% on health
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Sunday, March 13, 2005

de la politique...

je suis tellement écoeuré de la politique...ça me pue au nez criss! je suis pu capable...cé dégueulasse...toute l'injustice, l'élitisme, la corruption, l'enrichissement des riches aux dépends de populaces déjà pauvres, les massacres, les guerres, le fascime qui semble inhérent et qui sévit chez tous les politiciens au pouvoir de nos jours....
en plus avoir à se bourrer le crane de théories qui respire cette bullshit à plein nez et qui en général semblent l'endosser pleinement, et ce faire, dans un environnement oû pullulent des estis de néo-libéraux matérialistes de caliss, cé vraiment abérrant!!!! et le faire pendant 8 mois avec peu de temps de congé pour relaxer et s'en éloigner, alors là cé le comble de la médiocrité, tabarnak!!!!!

fuck la science po à concordia! pis fuck les ostis néo-libéraux, criss de fils et de filles de putains de bourgeois WASP qui ont opprimés le peuple Québécois pendant trop longtemps et qui le font encore d'une manière doucereuse et masquée comme toutes les autres manoeuvres de natures fascistes que nous devont endurer, et qui refusent de se mobiliser en solidarité avec les étudiants québécois qui sont dans le besoin et ceux qui les appuient, juste parce que richissimes papa et mamans paient l'école, le loft, la criss de BM, le cellulaire et ainsi de suite!!!! et j'envois chier pareillement les Québécois de semblable nature qui sont trop cons, égoïstes et paresseux pour être solidaires!

heureusement que mes amis, qu'ils soient francos, anglos, d'ici, ou de toutes part du globe, comprenne le degré de bullshit qui sévit en politique et les enjeux de la lutte que l'on mène contre un gouvernement atrocement avare et corrompus!!

si on était vraiment civilisés plutôt que syphilisés, on serait capable de vivre harmonieusement selons ces principes là et les autres auxquels j'ai fais allusion précédemment dans mon blog.

j'ai besoin d'art....sans politique....pour un bon boutte...après quoi je recommencerai à contester :)

Thursday, March 03, 2005


i brought Frances the Mute, the Mars Volta's new album tuesday at about 3:00pm. i have since managed to listen to its epic 77 minutes about 9 times...and i managed to write a term-paper and go to class, mostly while not listening to it...

it is probably, like their first record, one of the best records ever, certainly among the best rock or prog (i actually mean the way they mean it : as progressive, meaning always evolving, not constrained to any barriers). i think most people who do not like this record is probably because they simply do not comprehend it's utter genius, and thus releague it to pretentious/self-indulgent shite... but i feel as if i really get their music and fully feel their true, uncompromising passion.

i perfectly understand their music, as i really love every individual genre/style they include in their crazy blend, such as free and fusion jazz, post-hardcore, punk, salsa, dub, drum n bass, funk, ambient and experimental electronics, noise, psychedelia, and even orchestral grandiosity. and the best part is they seemlessly blend it all together flawlessly!!!!! every time i listen to it, whether with spealkers or headphones, i really notice new elements, such as how they managed to encompass the sound of their first album entirely in the three first minutes of the album's first movement (Cygnus...Vismund Cygnus).

more so, they even manage to perfectly blend fusion-jazz, punk, technical-prog, and drum n bass, right at the beginning of the album's closer, the 34 minute Cassandra Gemini, and then proceed to include even more to the mix such as salsa, orchestral music, free-jazz, post-rock psychedelic jamming, and so on, sometimes very obviously but at other times, and mostly so subtly that is it just fucking mind-blowing!!!!

ok so the album has two flaws : 1) the overlong and eventually pointless noisy experimental stuff that constitutes the second part of the widow, and 2) the more relax jamming on Cassandra that does lose a bit of focus after a while, but is still incredible in providing atmosphere.

furthermore, even more than on De-Loused in the Comatorium, they managed to give Every instrument a really prominent role, and to create even more variety with the inclusion of trumpet, sax, a mini-orchestra of sorts and so on....

simply one of the best records ever....holy shit....the Mars Volta are the Pink Floyd of our generation, when the floyd were at their absolute best, but ten time more intense and extreme in their experimentations.

they are musical deities.

Monday, February 28, 2005

Surrealist Poems

Here are two surrealists poems i wrote not too long ago...enjoy!

"Inked Perversions"

My mouth is dripping in the sink
Perceptions altered by stains of ink
All languages take a liquid form
I drink your words and spit out the norm
My lungs drown in cigar smoke
It joins with the fluids, slowly I choke
Bubbles slither down my trachea
An absence of breath…asphyxia

I spit foamy bile as I see
The tendrils of desire penetrate me
I breakdown in convulsions of bliss
As we merge into a single entity

I shall breathe nevermore…

Nevermore do you chain yourself to my ledge
A whiplash of orgasm took us to the edge
Frontiers between pain and pleasure erased
As you torture me, at an agonizing pace
As you torture me, I devour your face


Everything becomes blurred upon entering the liminal space
Thoughts broken down,
Identities fractured,
Once familiar patterns now estranged.
There is no longer a distinction between the self
& surrounding environment
Just alienation, loss, confusion, anxiety,

aw yeah...

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Tuesday, February 15, 2005


today i just realized how i detest it when people feign interest in others, pretend like they care with a falsely sympathetic or emphatic expression, when their persona just screams "oh yeah i reeeaally care...ppffff". this phenomenon seems to manifest itself in anodine conversations, aka small talk. small talk just breeds indifference. its very existence, its very evocation by your interlocutor is enough to show that the person you're talking to doesn't really give two shits about you, that is when you see that person on a regular or occasional basis, not when you meet a new person of course. (but still the chances of meeting a new person that will not be indifferent to you are quite minimal).

this phenomenon of people who don't give a shit about you can extend to large pockets of the population: acquaitances you don't talk much to, which don't have any reason to care about you, but just the fact that they pretend to is fuckin hypocritical; people whom you think are your friends, or whom you are not sure are friends or mere acquaintances, or for that matter more distant relatives (psychologically as well as biologically) -> with them, the fact that they pretend to care is also repulsing due to its clearly perceptible hypocrisy; then there are the people you actually consider friends, when they seem to not care about and/or are hypocritical about it, that just really hurts...and it just goes to show how much, in the end, you're the only one who's got your back; ex-girl/boy-friends also fit in the latter category, but since there used to be a strong connection between you two, it sucks even more goat balls.

how to know other than just through small talk and the accompanying body-language, ripe with signs, that someone doesn't give a shit about you? simple. when someone says they will call, and the ball is in their camp, but you still haven't heard form them after 2-3 weeks, and this applies to friends, not only in romantic-involvement or post-date scenarios. also, when you always have to be the one taking the first step, whether in friendship or in love here again....i'm sure you can find plenty of signs yourselves, after all it's not hard to notice...
but just had to talk about it, because i find it really frustrating and see the extent to which society is shallow and promotes egoism. ggrrr

Saturday, February 12, 2005

uh oh....

the strangest and funniest...and also quite disguting thing, happened to me the other day...before leaving my place to go to school i really had to pee, so i went to the far everything is normal.
but when i started peeing i farted...and it felt quite bizarre...almost like...liquid!!!
after a couple of miliseconds...since under any unsusual circumstance one's brain takes a little more time than usual to react, i suddenly thought "MIGHTY FUCK!!!!! THAT WASN'T JUST GAS!!!! IT WAS......DIARREAH!!!!!!!!" eeeewwwwwwww....:'(

and indeed it was!!!!! i felt it starting run down my pantlegs!!! so i just had to get my underpants off and clean em!!! but i didn't have time!!!! after wiping meself clean, and everything was back to normal, i just had to get rid of those underpants! after all i couldn't let them fester all day long in the house and i was going to be late for class! so i just threw them out the fuckin balcony... eviiil am i...