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Thursday, April 28, 2011

Angus and Manny?

Went out to the car today to find out the bolts I bought are the wrong ones, and that I bought bolts that are needed about a foot up the exhaust pipe. FML.

I was searching through my log of ossum kevstev electronica music, and was shaking my head at my old selection.  Then I signed into youtube, and a song that I favorited awhile back popped up.

I am posting two tracks today, but one of them isn't electronica, so I'm going to push it to the bottom of the post.

Lo and Behold, Today's selection is a track by producers Denga and Manus..  If I could say one thing about this track, it's that it has a trancey- sound, but also a dark sounding hard hitting dance rhythm, at the end of the buildups.  Whenever I listen to this song I see myself knee deep in (questionable substances), twirling glowsticks until the break of dawn.

Check it out!

Another track I wanted to share, (although it isn't electronica in nature) is a awesome poem-styled R+B track, by a man named "SLUG".  I'm a huge fan of his group ('Atmosphere'), and when he referenced this song in a interview I had to check it out.  It has a relaxed jazz ambient vibe to it, and the lyric's are written in a novelty poem-to story style.

Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins

From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shaded, God help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins

It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your dianoetics
Three for your reasoning, and four for those that try to get it
Five for your love, and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess


I'm catching ulcers from the child proof lighters
And all these fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep
Floors got shifted since the high i got a tad too deep
Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I resume normal
And get out of this bathroom
And call management to seek some reimbursement
For the nerve ending that burnt from the first hits


So fuck needles, fuck smoke
Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails
Fuck hang-overs, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing
Blind my insight and dull the common sense
Give me INHIBITION, kill the superstition and the confidence
Built the tolerance, now it's more that I consume it
When it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison
Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E., irony
But here I be within a pool of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose
Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
I promise I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild style
And I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile


Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life...

Check it out, you'll dig it.


  1. i really like the lyrics in this song i think its what makes it so good

  2. They sound good man, it's my style!