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Setlists

Setlist From March 18th, 2008

Orchard of Minds/Globus/Epicon/UMVD
Branch Line Summers Fade/July Skies/The Weather Clock/Make Mine Music UK

Half Broken Harp/Kelpe/Ex-Aquarium/D. C. Recordings
Ribbons/Four Tet/Ringer/Domino Records US
Hera/Gui Boratto/Chromophobia/Kompakt
Fuck On/Joseph Capriati/Girotondo/Mosaiko Records

Nomads (Matthias Tanzmann Remix)/Cle/Nomads 12"/Poker Flat Recordings

Long Distance/Adam K, Soha/Long Distance EP/Drop It
Echo/Luke Dzierzek/Echo 12"/Data Records
Open Fire/Luke Solomon/The Difference Engine/Rekids
Sournoise Supercherie/Millimetrik/Northwest Passage's New Era/Make Mine Music
33rd Street Anthem/Karizma/Gilles Peterson in the House/Defected

Go! Spastic/Squarepusher/Go Plastic/Warp Records
Windowlicker/Aphex Twin/Windowlicker/Warp Records
Zage/Junkie XL/Booming Back at You/Nettwerk Records
Phat Planet/Leftfield/Rhythm and Stealth/Sony
Where's Your Head At?/Basement Jaxx/Rooty/Astralwerks
It Began in Afrika/The Chemical Brothers/Come With Us/Astralwerks
What Does Your Soul Look Like, Part 2/DJ Shadow/Live! In Tune and On Time/Geffen Records
32/Nine Inch Nails/Ghosts IV/The Null Corporation
Disco Lies (Spencer & Hill Remix)/Moby/Disco Lies Remixes EP/Mute Records

Setlist From March 25, 2008
05:54/Aphex Twin/Bbydhyonchord/Drukqs Disc 1/Warp Records
05:57/Notwo/Autechre/Quaristice/Warp Records
06:06/Pascaline Knight/Millimetrik/Northwest Passage's New Era/Make Mine Music
06:09/Rithma/Roke/OM: Chilled Volume 2/OM Records
06:15/3/Nine Inch Nails/Ghosts I/The Null Corporation
06:18/Spoon/Cut Chemist/The Audience's Listening/Warner Brothers
06:24/The Grid/Cloud/Hokarangen Space Program EP/Exceptional Records
06:30/The Rock/JC Freaks/Minimal Club Sessions, Volume 1/Thorntree
06:39/Xilo/Gui Boratto/Chromophobia/Kompakt
06:44/Bloodstain/UNKLE/Psyence Fiction/Fontana London
06:50/Angelhead/The Supreme Beings of Leisure/11i/Rykodisc
06:55/Blood Comes/Mouse on Mars/Radical Connector/Thrill Jockey
07:01/Cut It Upwards/Kelpe/Ex-Aquarium/D.C. Recordings
07:07/Touch Too Much/Hot Chip/Made in the Dark/Astralwerks
07:12/Goodbye, 2007/65daysofstatic/The Distant and Mechanised Glow of Eastern European Dance Floors/Monotreme
07:16/Penultimate Persian/Clark/Turning Dragon/Warp Records
07:22/Everlasting Ghettoblasting Gobstopper/Ruckus Roboticus/Playing With Scratches/Grease
07:28/Count the Daisies/Chris Joss/Teraphonic Overdubs/Eighteenth Street
07:33/Clash/Junkie XL/Booming Back At You/Nettwerk Records
07:38/Emotional Violence/Paul Woolford Presents Bobby Peru/The Truth/MSI music
07:45/Disco Lies (Eddie Thoneick Vocal Mix)/Moby/Disco Lies Remixes/Mute Records
07:54/Battle Scars/The Chemical Brothers/We Are The Night/Virgin Records
07:59/Vanished/Crystal Castles/Crystal Castles/Last Gang Records
08:02/With Teeth/Nine Inch Nails/With Teeth/Interscope

Set List

From the morning of March 4th, 2008

Start Time/Song Title/Artist/Label
05:56/It's On Everything/Akira Kosemura/It's On Everything/Someone Good
06:02/Silver Nutkin/Kelpe/Ex-Aquarium/D.C. Recordings
06:08/The Beach/Gui Boratto & Martin Eyerer/The Island/Audiomatique
06:16/Blue Star Slumber/Colortone Library/Colortone Library/Self Released
06:22/Cross Pollination/Scatterbattery Traffic/Xynthetic Records
06:29/Advanced Panorama [Nico Grubert Remix]/Christian Fischer/Minimal Club Session Volume 1/Thorntree
06:36/Killi/Stefan Tretau/Quick & Dirty 12"/Fortek
06:41/In the Mood for Love/Steady Cam/Body Language 6: Junior Boys/Get Physical Music
06:47/1969/Boards of Canada/Geogaddi/Warp Records
06:51/Rose Rouge /St. Germain/Tourist/EMI
07:00/Burst Generator/The Chemical Brothers/We Are The Night/Virgin Records
07:07/Plutonium/Der Dritte Raum/Plutonium 12"/Harthouse Mannheim
07:15/Rubber Tubes/Malibu /Robo-Sapiens/Expansion Team Records
07:20/Half Past One/Bakterielle Infektion/Early Recordings/Genetic Music
07:26/Pitcard/Aphex Twin/Chosen Lords/Rephlex
07:32/Violenl/Clark/Turning Dragon/Warp Records
07:36/Blood Comes/Mouse on Mars/Radical Connector/Thrilll Jockey
07:41/Over and Over/Hot Chip/The Warning/Astralwerks
07:52/It Just Won't Do [Tim Deluxe]/Fatboy Slim/Big Beach Boutique II/Southern Fried
07:56/Alice [Radio Edit Mix]/Moby/Alice 12" Single/Mute Records
08:00/Cities in Dust/Junkie XL/Booming Back At You/Nettwerk Records

Set List

From the Morning of February 26th, 2008

Start Time Song Title Artist Album Label

06:00am interlude (mix 2) Bochum Welt robotic operating buddy Rephlex
06:04am 68 State Gorillaz D-Sides [Disc 1] Virgin Records
06:10am Whirlwound Kelpe Ex-Aquarium D.C. Recordings
06:14am Shake A Fist Hot Chip Made in the Dark Astralwerks
06:21am Wanderlust Triola Triola im Funftonraum Kompakt
06:27am In This Twilight (Fennesz Remix) Nine Inch Nails Y3AR Z3R0 R3M1X3D Interscope
06:34am Terminal Gui Boratto Chromophobia Kompakt
06:39am Mexico Can Wait Roland Klinkenberg Mexico Can Wait Global Underground
06:45am Don't Stop (Remix II) The Crystal Method Drive Adreneline Music
06:48am Gettysburg Ratatat Classics XI recordings
06:56am Dayvan Cowboy Boards of Canada The Campfire Headphones Warp Records
07:01am The Garden Cut Chemist The Audience's Listeninng Warner Brothers
07:08am Sunset (Bird of Prey) Fatboy Slim The Greatest Hits: Why Try Harder Astralwerks
07:12am Boxing Day Aphex Twin Chosen Lords Rephlex
07:18am Hello Meow Squarepusher Hello Everything Warp Records
07:23am Rale Autechre Quaristice Warp Records
07:28am New York Storm Clark Turning Dragon Warp Records
07:33am Because I Can Fase Gilles Peterson In the House Defected
07:39am Alice (General MIDI Remix) Moby Alice 12" Single Mute Records UK
07:45am Fledermaus Can't Get It Von Südenfed Tromatic Reflexxions Domino
07:51am The Tiger DJ Shadow The Outsider umvd labels
07:56am H. I. A. The Chemical Brothers B-Sides Volume 1 Virgin Records

Lost

like all things on this hurtling sphere i emerged from the molten center of creation
but mine has been a unique path
isolated, i developed attributes beyond those of lesser beings
then the sphere was struck by a vast celestial stone
black chunks of death filled the skies
and the world became a chaotic garden of doom
soon the sphere began to nurture new kinds of life
and there was one that stood above all the rest
its fragile shell belied its vicious nature
and in what seems like a heartbeat these things proliferated in both number and destructive means
now they have harnessed the most destructive force
and i the center have concluded the sphere must be cleansed of them

The Top 10 Ghostbuster's Dialogues

#10
Dr. Peter Venkman: Are you, Alice, menstrating at this time?
Library Director: What does that have to do with anything?
Dr. Peter Venkman: Back off man, I'm a scientist.

#9
Dana Barrett: That's the bedroom, but nothing ever happened in there.
Dr. Peter Venkman: What a crime.

#8
Winston Zeddmore: What do you mean "big?"
Dr. Egon Spengler: Well, let's say this Twinkie represents the normal amount of psychokinetic energy in the New York area. According to this morning's PKE sample, the current level in the city would be a Twinkie 35 feet long weighing approximately six hundred pounds.
Winston Zeddmore: That's a big Twinkie.

#7
Dr. Raymond Stantz: Spengler, are you okay?
Dr. Egon Spengler: I feel like the floor of a taxi cab.

#6
Real Estate Agent: There's office space, sleeping quarters and showers on the next floor and a full kitchen on the top left.
Dr. Peter Venkman: It just seems a little pricey for a unique fixer-upper opportunity, that's all. What do you think, Egon?
Dr. Egon Spengler: I think this building should be condemned. There's serious metal fatigue in all the load-bearing members, the wiring is substandard, it's completely inadequate for our power needs, and the neighborhood is like a demilitarized zone.

#5
Dr. Raymond Stantz: Everything was fine with our system until the power grid was shut off by dickless here.
Walter Peck: They caused an explosion!
Mayor: Is this true?
Dr. Peter Venkman: Yes, it's true. This man has no dick... Well that's what I heard!

#4
Dr. Egon Spengler: There's something very important I forgot to tell you.
Dr. Peter Venkman: What?
Dr. Egon Spengler: Don't cross the streams.
Dr. Peter Venkman: Why?
Dr. Egon Spengler: It would be bad.
Dr. Peter Venkman: I'm fuzzy on the whole good-bad thing. What do you mean, bad?
Dr. Egon Spengler: Try to imagine all life as you know it stopping instantaneously and every molecule in your body exploding at the speed of light.
Dr. Raymond Stantz: Total protonic reversal.
Dr. Peter Venkman: All right, that's bad, okay. Important safety tip, don't cross the streams. Thanks, Egon.

#3
Janine Melnitz: You're very handy. I can tell. I bet you like to read a lot, too.
Dr. Egon Spengler: Print is dead.
Janine Melnitz: Oh, that's very fascinating to me. I read a lot myself. Some people think I'm too intellectual, but I think it's a fabulous way to spend your spare time. I also play racquetball. Do you have any hobbies?
Dr. Egon Spengler: I collect spores, molds and fungus.

#2
Dr. Peter Venkman: Well, you could believe Mr. Pecker.
Walter Peck: My name is Peck!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Or you could accept the fact that this city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportions.
Mayor: What do you mean, biblical?
Dr. Raymond Stantz: What he means is Old Testament biblical, Mr. Mayor. Real wrath-of-God-type stuff. Fire and brimstone coming from the sky! Rivers and seas boiling!
Dr. Egon Spengler: Forty years of darkness! Earthquakes! Volcanoes!
Winston Zeddmore: The dead rising from the grave!
Dr. Peter Venkman: Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria!

#1
Dr. Raymond Stantz: Hey. Where do these stairs go?
Dr. Peter Venkman: They go up.

It's Fucking People!

In one of those fucking bizarro moments life has imitated the X-Files this week.

This and this are a little too close for comfort. I seriously doubt they investigated the cannabalism angle is all I'm saying.

What else is up today?

Capello got lucky and their kit is fucking hideous, Greece retained the UFWC, the Bahrain circuit is the best looking one in the world, and we're all fucked big time. Also global warming is a crock of shit.

Strange Wilderness disappointed me big time because of how good it looked and the cast it had in place. It was bad and I'd place it below Cloverfield on my list of 2008 films.

I'm tired, cranky and have had just about enough of 2008 and it's only fucking February. Sheeeeet.

Wow

As a long time fan, every Radiohead album always has that one track that makes your fucking mind and ears melt in one filthy orgytastic mess.

In Rainbows has this track for me with House of Cards. Awesome.

My notables from the rest of the Radiohead Discography
Pablo Honey - Creep
The Bends - Black Star
OK Computer - Climbing Up The Walls
Kid A - Everything In Its Right Place
Amnesiac - I Might Be Wrong
Hail To The Thief - There There

Even Thom Yorke's solo album, The Eraser, had one of these with Black Swan.

Motherfuck Fucky Fuck

This is probably my generation's Game 6 right? The closest thing I can equate it to is fucking Aaron Boone.

I mean I was only four when Buckner let that grounder slide between his legs and the series disintegrated on the Sox. This has to be worse...doesn't it? To lose the Super Bowl, the Perfect Season(tm), the dynasty label, probably Moss, and most of the veterans...all in one game that they had so many opportunities to seal off? It's mind numbing. It's like being stabbed in the scrotum.

It's stomach churning.
I guess it can't really be equated because New England has been riding a decade long sports induced orgasm that hasn't been since the days of the Original Six.

The game was brutal in that the Pats had so many chances to kill the game off and wouldn't make the plays. The players looked flat. Belicheck and Brady looked disinterested. No one seemed to give a fuck about how important this game was. Then you have Joe "I suck Yankee Cock" Buck and Troy "The Huge Douchebag" Aikman who all season long have been so blatently anti-Patriots it's ricockulous. Almost no penalties at all against the Giants. The announcers jumping on supporting the Giants whenever possible. The Pats had a grand total of one drive where they looked like the team we came to know and love the whole year. The offensive line playing the worst game of this era. And Belicheck refusing to even attempt to run the football, when they definitely could have had success. Fuck you Amazon and Bill Simmons. Fuck you all for jinxing this for us. Fucking atrocious.

It was fucking brutal how fucking bad the game was. Absolutely painful.

I now have a headache, an upset stomach and an emptier wallet. SUCKS.

Happy Motherfucking Groundhog Day

Rise and shine campers.

Yes, that's right, it's that one magical day of the year where we look towards a rodent to predict the seasons for the next six weeks.

This probably holds little to no sway in the southern two-thirds of the country or out on the West Coast where you fuckers don't have seasons. But in the Northeast where we're sucked into the deep dark black abyss of the mid-winter blahs, having a stupid rodent confirm our worst fears is something of a fucking tradition. Seriously how desperate for commercialization are we that we dedicated a day to a fucking tiny animal that we don't even get to eat?

So anyway he saw his damn shadow.

Watch the Bill Murray movie and fucking chill out, 'cause we have fucking Super Bowl XLII and Super Fucking Tuesday right around the corner.

Also I fucking hate Carlos Tevez.

African Cup of Nations' Quarterfinals

Can you name each of the remaining nations?

You win a fucking cookie if so.

Enjoy

Earth Plays Some Cosmic Asteroids

Earth played a sweet game of chicken later Tuesday and early Wednesday with this little pixelated fellow.

Yes, that's right this potentially global killer sized beasty slipped past barely farther than the Moon away. 'Course no one knew it wouldn't pulverise our ass 'til a little less than two weeks ago.

Rumours and scuttlebutt indiciate some sort of craft may have been used to nudge the asteroid slightly.

At least, for now, we get to keep our fucking quarter and avoid some all-caps GAME OVER joy.

We're All Just Fucking Sheep

Yeah that's right it's Monday time.

Somehow we all have to motivate ourselves after a weekend without any NFL glory to bask in (-11.5 to -14 depending where you look. Veeeeerrryy tempting).

There was plenty of real football to roll around in like a very happy pig in shit all weekend long though. With FA Cup Forth Round ties, a excellent EPL game, and the ongoing 'no guts, no glory' of the African Nations Cup.

For some reason while ESPN (the blight of fucking American sport television by the way, but that's a whole other post) the European Championship this summer, no one not even the Fucking Soccer Channel or Setanta (Say-tant-a) wanted to buy up the rights to the ANC. That's sort of sad because the games I've seen are above the quality of the Copa America from this past summer and maybe even than World Cup '0tt-6.

Anyway fuck, double fuck, and a motherfuck to you on a Monday.

The Wonderful Oz

Happy Fucking Australia Day!

Which apparently commemorates the establishment of the first European settlement on the continent probably consisting of rapists, murderers, and crazies. Woohoo!

[Insert obligatory Outback, Foster's, Shrimp on the Barbie and/or Cricket reference here]

All the Dude Wanted Was His Rug Back

Come on Fucking Seven

Seriously what if you're on a roll at the craps table or with a homely and unlucky blackjack dealer and they tell you you have to evacuate the hotel because the roof is on fire.

Fuck off and let the motherfucker burn?

As usual the wild and crazy members of the pirahna-like media descended on this story in seconds. Fire! High-rise death! Heroic firefighters! Yeah you know they eat this shit up.

What Your $600 Government Stimulant Won't Buy You

Fucking rich drug-dealing assholes.

Apparently all that exporting and coke dealing will build you a really big motherfucking pool.

You usually expect this sort of shit from those oil ("I drink your milkshake! I drink it up!") hoarding bastards in the Middle East, but fucking Chile? Ricockulous!

Great Moments from Katrina

John Fucking Rambo is Back

First Blood levels of 1980's violence and gore? Could it be?



We can only hope this trailer is indicative of the film as a whole and not just compromised of the best shots. Wade through the first fucking 2 minutes of Stallone yammering, because around 1:15 to go it gets gory and glorious. Plus I can't remember the last time I saw a rated R trailer. Sweetness.

Then again Stallone has had some really shitty movies though. This and this come to mind. But the best part of First Blood (Okay so Colonel Trautman's speech is the best bit of the film) was he didn't have to speak more than a dozen lines.

Killin' is easy as breathin' fucking friday.

Cole Crushes Everton

Joe Cole is the man.

There might be a better way to put this but the guy plays well everytime he gets a start for the Blues. Problem is usually he's behind Kalou, Drogba, and now Anelka too.

Tonight at Goodison Park Cole brought down a long ball from Florent Malouda (back from injury for the first time in nealry two months), touched it once to his right and blasted it on the half-volley past American keeper Tim Howard (probably the most rudimentary example of why the rest of the planet laughs at our football players). Although this fucker didn't help our cause.

It was a beautiful goal and one which gave Chelsea a 3-1 aggregate win over the Toffees. It puts them into the Carling Cup Final for the third time in four years.

Reason #631 that I'm not a PC Anus

It’s time to approach one of those taboo(tm) subjects that makes everyone uncomfortable but at which I fucking excel, mostly because I don’t really give a fuck if it makes you uncomfortable or not. You might call me the suppository in the human pop(poop?) culture of suffering that is the 21st century. But you won’t or I’ll fucking beat you with a pipe wrench until your brains ooze out your ears. Yeah that's right I just went OJ all over your ass motherfucker.

African-American (heretofore referred to as Black) cinema started out innocently enough. Mostly these works of “art” centered in the disgust of the human drama (See Roots, The Color Purple, Glory, Boyz in the Hood, Colors, etc) or the odd-couple style buddy comedy (Lethal Weapon, In the Heat of the Night, White Men Can’t Jump, Metro, etc).

One film however changed Black cinema forever. That movie was Friday.

I must admit at the time, it seemed innovative, amusing, and lots of fun. But no one could have known the horror and garbage that would emerge from writer’s brains after the marginal success of this film and it’s three sequels.

No one watches these modern black-brown piles of excrement do they? Think about it these "films" are some of the worst examples of modern film making in the last decade if not more. Right? These movies are atrocious and yet they just keep coming.

Outside of shit involving fucking Larry the Cable Guy, Pauly Shore or this motherfucker what the fuck is worse than this new fucking brand of human fucking screen waste?

I would rather take a razor blade to my own iris' than even attempt to plow through own of the shitbanks (like a snowbank with shit? get it?) This has to be in the top 5 reasons as to why California should fall off into the ocean and meltdown leaving nothing but a huge cliff and TMZ shouting about the loss of Britney.

Fucking Alien Bigfeet

If you're not one of those pathetic blind fucks (learn to fucking see you retards. I'm sick of those annoying pimples covering my ATMs and public telephones) then you've seen the legendary Patterson-Gimlin film at some point in your ridiculously unimportant existence.

Unfortunately Patterson (The usual dumb hillbilly hunter sort. "Well hell Jeb, there's a mythical creature let's fucking shoot it.") is easily the worst fucking cameraman since Abraham Zapruder (so the guy got blasted in the head steady your epileptic fits for two fucking seconds buddy) or those moronic fucks in Cloverfield (Why did the bitch explode exactly and why didn't we get to see it? Oh that's right it was a PG-13 pile of shit). So some smart son of a bitch stabilized the film frame by frame here.

Well our old wallet sucking buddies at NASA now have their own problematic Bigfoot sighting [This is a high-res image on government fuck-the-FOI servers so it will take time to load. The little fella is on the left hand side about a third of the way up coming from behind a rock]. And of course for you impatient fuckrags who don't want to play Where's Waldo? here's a zoom story.

The problem being the motherfucker somehow got to Mars. Yeah you heard me. Bigfoot on fucking Mars. This may well be the best basis for a bad black & white B-movie in over forty years.

Anyway the brother looks good.

Busting My Blog Cherry

The amazing Rando has thus begun an ongoing rant that will reach key players at the highest levels of power and reach down into the lives of every man, woman, and child on this planet. (You have received one sad motherfucker point if you successfully identified either of the above references. Congratulations.)

Or at least it will reach you; you random nosey anonymous internet fucker.

Likely this space will be composed of complete incoherent, random musings and links [Like This] sprinkled throughout.

Face it. If you have enough time to start reading random blogs, composed by unmotivated morons like myself you're headed for a dangerous new low. And not even I will be able to foresee the hell that awaits you.

So relax. Fasten your seat belts and enjoy the downward spiral. Everyone else is.