Wednesday, June 7, 2017

George Orwell's 1984 is a pile of shit

With deep, solemn sorrow, I am informing you, oh dear reader, that, in this sometimes-yellow, sometimes-blue century we're living in, the book "1984" has become a synonym for fascism and dystopia. And isn't that, in itself, a dystopia of sorts?

I mean, seriously, what the fuck are we thinking? We glorified this pile of shit book? Let's start with clearing the premises, there is so much horse shit in one place, it's hard to begin working with it.

First, the writing style. This shitty style gives this book a feeling that you are reading Cosmo or a cooking magazine. It's like stagnant water. With a buffalo horde passing through, and shitting wherever they feel like. George Orwell has no idea how to establish pacing, or control the atmosphere with dynamic and lively sentences. Don't fucking tell me, that this is the point of the style! I don't want to hear. If the "point of his writing style" (non-existent) was to feel like a coloring book, that isn't the peak of human achievements in literature, and it should be burned. The events in the book, they don't feel, they just happen in a boring manner. It is as forgettable as a sitcom moment. It doesn't matter what's going on, it is the same, dull, prolonged stream of shit, slowly coming out of a constipated elephant ass.

Next, the characters. Considering this is a 21st century pop literature work, you won't expect much, assuming you had the patience to read more than 50 words of this shit. And you won't be surprised, these characters hold nothing unique or interesting, and they resemble a "fill" character you'd meet in a good book, that appears only once, and exists only to fill space by talking to the main character, as the writer is building tension for something bigger behind the curtains.

But, the worst part, is, obviously, the ideology of this book. It is an alternative future, where time is stuck in one place, and people keep getting dumber in order to maintain low-middle-high class structure. This way, time freezes, and humans are numbed to work assets, existing for no reason.

What Mr. George failed to realize, is that, a society like this is impossible. There will never be a society which doesn't favor intellect and improvisation. The same reason a society like this can't be, are found in our very own history, our breakthrough from the dark ages. It may be centuries, while we are stuck in a dark age, and in that dark age, ancient art will be sacrificed, but, intellect and individualism will always prosper, in the end. George Orwell is telling us to act, as if we are threatened by a mass government brutality, forcing us to obey, or die. However, he is too blind to see, that exterminating a characteristic, such as individuality is impossible, mainly because he didn't have it. He acts as if his world has a solution for every type of act an individual can take. Well, fear not, if you are able, you will never have to fear such environment, it won't happen.

The last thing I dispute, is the leading quote throughout the book, line by line:

"War is peace" - those are just antonyms, you haven't said anything of essence. The retarded explanation in the book doesn't make up for it.
"Freedom is slavery" - same, more pseudo-intellectual garbage for retarded teenagers to post on social media.
"Ignorance is strength" - not only did Orwell not say this first, but it's also a very easily disputable quote. If ignorance was strength, then, you would not have been reading his book in the first place. It is supposed to imply something else, but, really, don't look for it. There is no depth, anyway, it is just something repeated a lot throughout the book to make it seem intelligent.

Yea, don't read this, if you want anything of philosophical, political or literature meaning or art. Bye.

Friday, June 2, 2017

The ways and means of the two-party system as seen in America.

Most of the people that would read this would find nothing new in the text, they know what it will be all about in the title, just expressed differently. However, we are still living in a society of drooling morons who is willing to be slandered and is unable to see through the ulterior motives. In my opinion, this is because flocking is a natural human survival instinct, and seeing through what a "sheep" would do is much harder than a piece of paper. The case, here, however, is more severe. It is not a matter of just being a sheep or not, sometimes it is just a matter of being unable.
Here, you will find, what the methods are of the two-party system in America, and how the two parties are actually just best friends, regardless of what you see in the election statistics and outside.

Method 1: Making the individual oblivious to a third option.
I know that I sound like a broken record, but this is performed in a way that many people fail to see through. The main tactic here is the question "What if the other wins, what then?" This mollifies the initial, true instinct of rejecting both options and in this confused state of mind, you make a mistake and go out to vote and, even support the motherfuckers. X is worse than Y, in reality, however, doesn't work because of the fact that the main tool for a politician to success is the people, not himself. They aren't shit without you, don't wear the wrath of the second candidate's ignorance. The individualists always prosper, don't flock!

Method 2: Pushing a negative policy in the agenda among the ones that are supposed to be "good".
This is so classic, yet we want to be ignorant to this politician ingenuity. It doesn't matter what campaign you supported, with little, almost invisible letters, in the agenda, you will find evil. You decide to let it slip because you feel that you'll let a greater evil otherwise. Don't!

Method 3: Forcing you to feel that you need to stand behind your decision.
The politician is a fox. If you are a fucking retarded 250kg pig, you won't catch him and he'll steal your dinner. You are not obligated to stand behind what you said about a politician. You are fighting against a mind with no principle or ethics, if you chose to vote or said something, reevaluate the situation. Don't be stubborn!

So, that is all I feel like saying, I have more thoughts, but fuck it, if the first paragraph was not enough, nothing will be. To wrap everything up, all I will add is two things: Twelve angry men and look for initiative in different places.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Proving that Pink Floyd has no depth, Part Three: The Dark Side of the Moon

You got me this time. There is nothing wrong with this album. Not sarcastic or joking, it is a legitimately good piece of rock music? Do you know why is that?

-Because it contains the least amount of crappy David Gilmor solos. 

No other reason. It still can't match any other rock classic, but that is not that important, I can actually listen to this one. It didn't bring anything new to rock music, but it isn't downright horrible over-the-top mediocre bullshit like their other "masterpieces".

The lyrics, as always, are shitty, the worst are "Money", "Breathe" and "Eclipse", which are basically generic uninspired young adult poetry about their respective subjects. If you are shallow it might make you feel heuristic reading them, have fun and fuck you.

Believe it or not, there is a goddamn exception. "Eclipse". The only lyrically non-ephemeral piece is finally, a breakthrough from boring workplace chatter, it talks about something about being crazy or whatever, but reading through it is great fun. The ending is frivolous, but at least it isn't like The Wall.

Forgetting about this album is also, very easy, thank fuck. It doesn't infuriate because of some classless pseudo-intellectual element, and it doesn't make your head hurt with 25 of the same solos. I really appreciate this, I can say it is at least, on the same level as Imagine Dragons. 

I have to compare these bands more, now that I think of it. Both have enough rock elements to make them rock, and both lack the character, only breaking through on very rare occasions, and what remains is just the image of a person, in the shower, pissing towards the ceiling and hitting his mouth, achieving nothing.

To finish off what will probably be a 3-part series, since I can't be assed enough to check out "Animals", I have to say. You know, the band that wrote "Have a cigar", the one that doesn't sell out and just wants to be understood by teenagers? They keep removing their shit from the internet. Pink Floyd has a collective net-worth of over $5.000.000 however, YouTube and losing some twenty thousand dollars is a painful hit to their rocker life-style of buying houses and doing boring old-people shit.

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Поезија за детството

У нашето маало,
Кога бевме мали,
Има едно будало,
У женски партали.

Сите не замараше,
Никој не го ферма,
Секој го шамараше,
Пропаднана сперма.

Еден ден ми дума,
Вошливата чума,
У шумата да идам,
Со него да се видам.

Сам тамо го гледам,
Со него зиам, седам,
Кажува дека ме сака,
Подава ми десна рака.

Тамн да ме гушне,
И јазико да си мушне:

Акнам го еден бокс,
Зиам една даска,
Рендам му ја од грбо,
Крв му тече од сегде.
Писка како пичка.
Клима на едно колено,
Сака да избега,
Давам му да се оддалече
И зиам еден камен,
Погодам го у главата,
Плсине крв како фонтана,
И леже така така пет минути.

После ние дознавме,
Откоа се врнав главен,
Дека додека спавме,
Најделе го удавен.

Те шо се десило,
Откоа си ојдевме,
Вака и вака било,
Од заедно коа бевме.

Мајка му ко кара,
Да уче повише бара,
Нема кој да го теше,
На ортомата се реше.

Плаче се кај капелата,
Фацта, модра целата,
Мајка му демек чекала,
Од таков гад не спала.

После покасно там седеме,
Треба још бајки да редеме.

Ојде си оваа мајка му,
Набутаме се раздавулки,
Зиаме еден по еден,
Мочаме и плукаме по гробо,
Заебаваме се тамо у темно,
До полноќ само крекање,
Кажуваме кој дека го ударал,
И каков токат го залепил,
Заебаваме се и за мајка му,
Оти е крава дебела смотана,
Разведела се со маж и,
Оти и он бил такво обрнано,
Уште маленки, а викаме си,
Абе со такви смрдежи,
Така само, да им се мочам,
У племето у газ праено.

Thursday, May 4, 2017

Најди акорди, „Ја го ебам законо“

Не те ебам два посто,
И се шо ми баратеш,
Со глупи филозофии,
Само куро клатеш,

Још ле не е јасно,
Шо ќе се дешава?
Искочи надвор и
доста куро маваш!

Овоа ми е оче наш,
Овоа е молење,
Ако стегаш путката,
Че дое до болење!

Не стаам кондоми,
Оти не ми е убаво,
Нека биде шо биде,
Само клецај право.

Нека забремене,
Мисли си ќе плаќам,
Нош у абдомено,
И по друга пичка фаќам!

Ако мислеш дека делам
Малолетни и венчани,
Наведни се малце,
И за куро ми се фани!

Ебам ли ви закони,
Ќе ебам шо ќе стигнам,
Не сам ја смотан,
Само една да дигнам!

Еден закон важи,
Ако дупчето е тесно,
Лизга горе доле,
И свршувам ногу лесно!

Ја го ебаааам законо,
Ја го ебаааам законо,

У уставо се мочам,
У библијата свршувам,
На возвишени чуства,
Ќерките ги мувам!

Ја лично би исклал,
Се шо мож да дума,
Ама оргазамо е тај,
И леш да е од чума!

И вените ќе бодам,
Џигерите нека литат,
Оти ми е по куро,
Ако сакат нека питат!

Ќе крадам од црвен крст,
За да купам дрога,
Доста држеш јајца,
Оти баба ти е строга!

Ќе ги лажам моите,
И пари ќе им џапнам,
Само оти ми дојде,
Печурки да си лапнам!

Од пријателите ќе зеам,
Колку имат книжни,
Колатерална штета тоа,
А не другари ближни.

Ќе запалам се шо видам,
Ќе уништам се шо гледам,
Не сам копеле глупо,
Па се стандард да следам!

Нека ми најдат трупо,
У смрдлива хотелска соба,
Забравете ме ако сакате,
Ама овоа е мојта доба!


Monday, April 24, 2017

What tolerance is, and why it's a bad thing

The first definition of tolerance you get when you use google

Today, being tolerant, is a characteristic that is looked up upon. The absolute low point of humanity. Fuck. Just look at the definition. The first problem is, that being tolerant is being treated as a characteristic. Firstly, being "tolerant" is not something I have to be, because it's not a characteristic, but a decision I have to make based on your opinion or behavior.

However, politicians imply that tolerance is a necessity in a society, and that it is a fundamental value. Refer back to the dictionary example. it says "the tolerance of corruption". Being tolerant doesn't just mean being a liberal and having nothing against gays and black people. Being tolerant, means, that, if a faggot sticks it up your ass while you are sitting in your home and watching TV, you decide to tolerate his behavior, and pretend to enjoy the experience.

Tolerance, in a society, as a whole, means accepting every value. Think, just please do, for a moment, is this possible? Do you think that a society like that can persist. No, because, the word you are looking for, is acceptance.

Acceptance is much different from tolerance, because, if I am accepting something, as a value, or someone as a member of a society, I have considered their opinions, their ways of life, and their direct effect on me, to be good. Maybe, I have considered them as negative, but I decided to tolerate them. This doesn't bring me an obligation to tolerate everything else. This is a logical path to making a decision for one society, deciding something because we are being tolerant leads to an undeveloped miserable shithole, eventually it leads to having no money for food, and eventually to the death of a society.

What you are looking for, is a highly tolerant society. This may be a radical view, but, it may have valid arguments. Now, I am not well versed into shitty liberal ideas to know better, but I am going to explain, how a highly tolerant person, can't persist in a society.

A highly tolerant person, in every society, and in this one, is called a wimp. This is a person who is okay with every decision, unable to stand up for themselves. Tolerance is something you use, while making decisions, in order to avoid arguments or rarely, improve your further position.

The highest form of tolerance is tolerating something because of good will, karma, morality, whatever. This has its limits. You don't tolerate someone pointing a gun at your head, do you? Setting this boundaries very high, going as far as tolerating someone that is an expense to the government, meaning, your tax money is no different. To create and to be, a man first must persist, to persist, he must act. Not acting is called tolerance. Being highly tolerant is therefor, absurd in the concept of existence.

Proving that Pink Floyd has no depth, Part Two: The Wall

There is no better way to trigger hipsters than to not accept Pink Floyd as the greatest rock act, ever. But, it's really hard to argue with them, take into consideration that their knowledge of literature is based on Paulo Coelho, or some other retard, the kind that uses sentences like "She saw him in the club, for the first time ever. He was wearing his Armani shirt...". Arguing that the lyrics suck is obviously a waste.

But, out of the four endurance rounds, commonly known as, the best 4 Pink Floyd albums, this is by far the easiest to shit on. Why? Because Quadrophenia. Please, if you are going to tell me to go lay in front of a train, please, at least take a listen to Quadrophenia. Remember, 1979 - 1973 = 6. This is an album that came 6 years before this pile of shit. You probably don't know what The Who is, and you probably never will, because, you have already fucked off from here, because you still think Pink Floyd is the greatest rock band.

What The Who did with Quadrophenia, Pink Floyd did worse. This includes:
  - Lyrics about social exclusion;
  - Repeating words, or parts of the song, to imitate the feeling of nostalgia;
  - A concept album, which tells a story (To Pink Floyd fans, The Wall is the first concept album ever);
  - Music.

But you know what? Whether Pink Floyd knew about this album, or whether they took influence from it, is completely irrelevant. Because this album is simply a pile of shit. It would have been a pile of shit if it was released in the 9th century, when by music, people meant non-coherent priest chanting. This is a deviation, from the standard bullshit that is Pink Floyd, which is just mediocre.

The album tells a story of a kid whose father dies in the war, this leads him to a life of not having a male role-model, which ultimately leads to him not being socialized and blowing his brains off. And I have to bring this up again, because it really pisses me off, but, The Who talked about the exact same thing, including more. Eventually, I am going to write an article about why Quadrophenia is great, so I don't have to bring this up 10 times.

The most popular song here, is unsurprisingly, Another Brick in The Wall. This song is deep because Pink Floyd hired children to sing and it has a music video against education. This comes as no surprise, as anybody who has educated himself, would be able to write better lyrics.

The best song on the album is Goodbye Blue Sky, which is ruined by the "ooh babe, babe" part, but at least it doesn't go below the usual Pink Floyd standard of mediocrity.

To end, I'd just like to mention that this album cover is the most distasteful, irritating pile of shit that came out of album covers. This is to make you think it's deep, because the important part, is really the music. However, because a Pink Floyd fan is braindead, it hasn't occurred to him, not even once, that he might be buying an album for the music.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

The "Rust in Peace" Conspiracy, Part I - Theories about the cover

First of all, I am not a conspiracy lunatic tinfoil faggot, so what you are about to read here is just for fun and most probably not true.

Anyway, if you like metal, you probably have heard of Megadeth, and their album "Rust in Peace". It is regarded as a masterpiece by some people, labeled as mediocre and boring by many, or as a stinking dogshit by others. However, it is mainly considered a masterpiece and the only ones that talk shit about it are gate-keeping borderline retarded hipsters who only listen to music if its "kvlt" enough for their hipster taste.

These people are a whole other episode, and this album is my favorite out of at least 300 other metal albums that I have heard. I think that many came close, but just barely couldn't reach the peak of music that was this masterpiece. And I have a theory, that the band knew exactly how important their music is, and as a celebration, decided to include implicit claims about their work in the cover art of the album, as well as the lyrics.

First of all, I want you to think of a couple of things:

Number I - Dave Mustaine's image. I don't care what you think about him as a guitarist, songwriter or a person, only about his image. Think of his negative reputation. Almost everybody that insults Megadeth won't miss the chance to call him arrogant, cocky or an asshole. Whether this is true or not, is not important, we are digesting a conspiracy, so I'll assume that he is at least a little bit cocky.

Number II - The interviews about the album. Despite being considered a mystery in its greatness, every member of the band replied with nothing but a generic response to the question asked about their album.

This is an important first piece of the puzzle, because, my first theory is that the members agreed to never mention their personal opinion and what really went into making this album that you can't discover yourself by research online or in real life. You can figure out the gear, the notes, but you can't really reverse engineer and figure out each members' thoughts and real inspirations that they put into making this album.

Now, let's take a look at the cover. Could it be, that the cover artist, Ed Repka, was involved as well.
Rust in peace cover art

Nothing too impressive, classic heavy metal, flashy logo, undead skeletons with mysterious objects, politicians, military hanger, right? Wrong! Incorrect.

The first obvious symbolism is the green crystal. We don't know what it is. But, the way that it is presented to us, we must assume that it's something of great value. This crystal symbolizes the album itself, it is an accomplishment of mankind itself. 

Next, Vic Rattlehead, the Megadeth mascot, an undead skeleton, wearing a syut. First, the outfit. The reason he wears these clothes is because these clothes are reserved for a special occasion, they are also identical to the politicians' clothes. This means great power and decisions on a global scale.

The second fact, that this is not a person, but rather a dead person. For a creature like this to exist, it must have been a human first, then it must have died, then it must have been reincarnated. The metaphor here is that even after the artists are dead, the album will not lose any of its value. Their deeds will forever remain. 

The third point, his eyes. Vic doesn't have eyes, which is logical, no skeletons do. But his eyes, they are covered with glasses. And they are not glasses, as much as they are seals, they seal his eyes. This represents that, even if the name Megadeth is forgotten, even if we all die without having heard this album, this album will still shine in glory. The lives of everybody involved in making it are not as important as the result itself.

The alien is there to symbolize giving life to something new, something that simple humans cannot comprehend. That's why he is lying in his capsule, observing, not really sleeping, but not awake. It might symbolize alien interaction which was involved in making of this album, but it would be too much. It might also mean a celebration of the time at which this album was made, the rise of conspiracy theories and UFOs into mainstream culture. This is the hardest one to guess, in my opinion.

The politicians are simple. They are powerful. They have nuclear weapons. They can destroy mankind in any second. They control what you eat every single day. But they are so numb and insignificant compared to what this album is. They all look at Vic with great confusion, they don't know what to do. They are baffled. They are here only to be mocked by the band for their ignorance and short durability.

The hangar might be the studio, indicating that to the band, this studio is much more, it is a place where scientific experiments are observed, and based on that, the future of mankind is decided. This would mean that the boxes are the amplifiers, but this is also a very loose theory.

So, that's it for the cover, if you have something to add, message me, I will quote you, or write about it somewhere, I will include it if I consider it interesting. Keep in mind, this is just for fun. Don't get and call me an entry-level idiot or tinfoil retard just because I like this album and talk about it like this, it is satirical and for fun. Other insults will work better for your purpose, anyway.

Join me next time, whenever that is, we will try to analyse some of the lyrics, which are giving away more than the cover.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Мојо вид уметност.

Фотографии од нас, младост,
Патетични смешки - исчекуваат,
Старци надежни одолвлекуваат,
Демонска насмевка, пцува,
врз вашата радост.

Погледни уште колку сеуште има,
Од време кога Загор читавме,
Безделни, по авантури скитавме,
Удавени, збор за осека,
а се што знаеме е плима.

Ги напуштивме ние хероите,
Глупи комерцијални морони,
За некое си подобро - сони,
Стрипови во црно-бело,
а зборуват за боите.

Ние го корниме последниот цвет,
Колку убаво ти го коваме падот,
Молите живот, а живее гадот,
Солзите се повик за емпатија,
На грешка сте свет.

Не знаеме што, до дно не симна,
Царство од мизерија и садисти,
Недистинктивни, потполно исти,
Оваа не е моја, на милион
е клетници, оваа химна.

Friday, March 17, 2017

The existence of pop music and the buttpain it causes in the online underground communities.

No matter what retarded arguments you try to use that music has been good and now it isn't, they won't be valid and you will just reveal exactly what kind of a half-literate moron you really are.

Arguing about the 80's is just a waste, just turn on VH1 when they have an 80's compilation and you'll see. Same goes for the whole 20th century, you are just proving your inability to explore new music in a period where it's being pumped up the internet's ass 24/7,

Classical music goes a bit deeper, because we know it was very popular, considering how good it has sustained itself over time, but saying that "people listened good music then and they don't now" is countered by the fact that anybody who had no power in that period was considered "a dickless halfwit", and his opinion mattered as much as the artwork of the "special class", and whoever exclaimed his thoughts and didn't try to fit in by listening to what everybody else in his social class was labeled as an "earless waste of good semen". It didn't work that way, you are only seeing history in the way "the winners", in our case middle to higher class critics, decided to write it.

Now, pop quiz, hotshot, you are talking with your friends about mouth breather shit and memes, and Slayer starts blasting, what do you do? You go on with the conversation? Well, you'd really love to, but you can't, because of the music's attention grabbing nature. Same goes with classical, you are driving exhausted from your dead-end job, and Mozart starts going at it. You are sweaty, you are sleepy, you are a mess, are you really in the mood for fucking emotions at that period of time?

Pop music needs to exist. It is the sound of tolerance and mutual understanding. We want forgettable noises to bang in our sub-consciousness while we are going about our business. And why is it such a loss, that you are listening to disposable garbage? It won't matter. People will still remember Coroner. Their underground status is just evidence of musical exploration, they are not understood without time patience and getting into their essence.

Whenever you think about how shit pop music is, just remember that there are house remixes of Bach pieces, bands playing power chords and trying to resurrect the Reich, the Halo, Halo, Ich Bin Alex song in the German learning textbook for sixth grade, and Megadeth's Cryptic Writing album except for Trust and She-Wolf. Pop's purpose is mediocrity and background.

And a big shout-out to the retards posting Wiggle-wiggle saying how it defined our generation, you are far beyond saving, I feel sorry for your father.

Proving that Pink Floyd has no depth, Part One: Wish You Were Here

If you are a Pink Floyd fan, don't read this, I am only here to infuriate you and not to reason with you, I know I won't change your opinion and I don't care, I am here to digest some crap and just go ahead and insult me if you feel like it, I can't win, you can't win.

Anyways, Pink Floyd is regarded as THE rock band, the ones who pushed the genre to the skies and across the universe. The people who make these claims, by complete coincidence, also have never heard The Beatles, The Stooges, The Velvet Underground, Camel, Yes, or any other rock band for that matter. Also, by God's will, they are mostly underage and mediocre, yet they dress like hipsters. And I have no problems against someone who likes Pink Floyd, but every fan that I've met is only good for spamming every single top rock album vote with Pink Floyd entries and showing the's server bill up the asshole with stupid stuff like this:

What a complete fucking tool.

Luckily, this album has only five songs. Unluckily, two of them are longer than 10 minutes each.

I'll start with the worst, it is definitely "Welcome to the machine". The lyrics are a fancy way of saying "d govermeant is corupt, fug XDDD". The entire song has a psychedelic piano in the background, which is just not done right and tedious. I swear, the fucking vocalist is about to cum. He is so aroused by the thought that he is in a machine that his dick is spitting his future children on top of it. Back to the lyrics, which are unarguably the worst part, fans are trying to gauge one another's eyes out about what it means and can only settle for the fact that it's "open to interpretation" (unfinished). It also has the line "I can play guitar, suck my dick, I'll drive hot wheels faggot.", pronounced differently, but meaning the same.

"Have a cigar" is a mighty second, which is the band's expression of next level narcissism. They are so fucking full of themselves that they had the courtesy to write a song about how they haven't sold out. The way the lyrics are sung and when they are being sung has no reason, the first line is the worst, it just says "Come here boy, have a cigar, you're gonna go far" in the most random rhythm. Oh, but it has a synthesizer occasionally playing chords in the background, so it's deep.

"Shine on you crazy diamond" is over 26 minutes, so it is automatically deep. No arguments. Yea, another song that fails miserably at having progression or a route and becomes just random mediocre solo showdown without having the relaxing effects of regular jazz music. Turn it off, throw the CD out of the window and pop in fucking Lady Fantasy, you'll see the difference right away. This one is split into "parts", about 13 of them, I don't know, and it counts for two songs on a regular CD, giving it even more deep meaning.

"Wish you were here" is the best song on the album. Why? Because it's what Pink Floyd is, another disposable rock band with just one classic song and a discography of shit. It's main saver is that it didn't try to create some super depth like the other piles of garbage, it's an acoustic guitar with four chords repeating and a simple solo, and that is all a band like this needs to be. Just like Spin Doctors' Two Princes, it's simple, but very enjoyable. Not as good, though.

The main reason I hate this album is that it's so damn mediocre I barely have any legitimate arguments against it. It's like trying to argue against a fucking Ed Sheran song, you can't disprove anything, it's a disposable pile of crap, with an extra bonus of being guarded by tens of thousands of completely musically uneducated fanretards. Fuck your pseudo-progressive bullshit.

The unholy magic of Black Flag's first full LP, Damaged.

I had a dream last night that a friend came to my place and showed me riffs from this awesome album, so I'd thought I revisit my opinion on this.

So, if you don't know what a black flag is, it is a hardcore punk band that wages a war against every single song writing technique used by mankind. The rhythm is raging and fucked up, the solos are a mess, and if anybody got a hold of these notes while classical music was at its peak and read them, they would have assumed that it was the actual birth of Satan. It's fucking awesome. 

While some riffs sound like ear torture, they hide a deeper meaning, a guilty pleasure, the feeling you get when you finally take a shit after holding it for five hours. And if you think that that's bad comparison, go listen to it. What you'll hear is a devirginized Marry taking it up the ass. 

This album surprises with it's dynamic style, with a band exploring such off-the-radar approaches, you'd expect it would be power chords up your crack, a vocalist alternating between orgasms and self mutilation, a (bassist), and a drummer hitting the cymbals harder during the chorus, but no, it goes above and beyond. It touches a wide emotional spectrum, this album isn't the same song with different chords. I mean, on a piece of paper it's just frustrated punk songs, a degraded version of whoever the fuck, but these songs stand out a lot. It is just proof of the artistic vision that is Black Flag.

It also doesn't give it that stupid mediocre thrash metal thing where it loses its energy about halfway through because the guitarist is on too much speed to realize that an hour long album doesn't need 9 songs with a galloping rhythm. You'll feel the energy every second. If you go by the book and listen to acclaimed, or recommended albums, whatever, you'll find this typical, but the more you hear, you'll know that this is an anomaly.

That's my two cents on this album, fuck Pink Floyd retards who insult it for it's "depth", fuck butthurt critics who insult the melodies and fuck whoever denies the force of this unforgiving masterpiece.