Arts & Culture
The Fright Stuff
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Gape-mouthed monsters overrun swirling landscapes of fever and dream. The preternatural world consorts freely with ours, often to violent and surreal effect. Aesthetic touchstones such as Manga, Buddhist hell scrolls and Hieronymus Bosch have...
Viva L’viv
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When the poet Walt Whitman declared that “the art of art and the glory of expression is simplicity,” he was, of course, talking about heavy metal. Indeed, the genre's appeal lies not in...
Just don’t call it “Alt-country”
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“Yacht rock.” “No Wave.” “Late-Baroque contrapunctual Galante.” “Miami Booty Bass.”
People – usually non-musicians – seem to possess a near-militant will to categorize music into genres. And while such labels might provide...
Fried Brains and Sam
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After three weeks of being treated like some kind of criminal, I was finally allowed to work without the supervision of guardian angels. But even as they watched, not a day went by where...
Fuck computers
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As inhabitants of the 21st century, we are all forcibly products of our time. Like every era, ours provides us with a chance to make our mark on all aspects of history. However, the...
Hang the Meat
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Hang
The
Meat—
Up and over the mountain peaks,
Tickle the tips with the tips of my digits.
To the valley I did streak
To nibble the grass with...
Schools are just factories
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Schools are just factories
producing a cooperative work force
fertilizing a crop of young minds
with ideas
genius is limited
those who don't succeed
get weeded out
by numbers without empathy
and by a man in the factory called
the principal
here they...
