A man from out of space
Said, 'I'm from a superior race.
You're all inferior
While I am superior.'
Then he tripped and fell flat on his face.

- Spike Milligan, 101 Limericks

Nobody criticises E.P. for being literary, which to me is the foundation of his feebleness, thinking that poetry is made out of poetry & not out of being alive.

- Philip Larkin on Ezra Pound

Finnish music picks, folk and classical

Songs that move me a great deal.

Martti Pokela
-- Riekko hangella (Willow Grouse on a Snowdrift)
From Keskiyön auringon lauluja (Songs of the Midnight Sun) SFLP 8500, 1969. Based on Lapponian melodies.
-- Muut ne kuuli kirkonkellot (Others Heard the Church Bells)
-- Itkevä tyttö (Weeping Girl)
-- Talapakan Nikolai
From Kantele of Finland, SLP 531, 1965. Traditional Finnish.

Martti Pokela, Matti Kontio, Eeva-Leena Sariola
-- Kalevalainen sävelmä (Kalevala Melody)
-- Seitakivi (Seita Stone)
-- Unna ulla nunnu
From Kantele, FACD 018, 1990. Finnish and Lapponian.

Martti Pokela ja Eeva-Leena Sariola
-- Vanha pelimanni (Old Musician)
From Kanteleet, LJLP 1027, 1983.
-- Piru kellotapulissa (Devil in the Belfry)

Teppo Repo
-- Omasta päästä, "kävelykeppi" (Improvisation, "walking stick" flute)
-- Paimensäveliä, truba (Shepherd's Tunes, truba trumpet)
From Paimensoittaja Teppo Repo (Herdsman's Music from Ingria), KICD 7, 1994

Konsta Jylhä
-- Vaiennut viulu (Silent Violin)
1970

Jean Sibelius
-- Andante festivo (at a festive walking pace)
1938
-- Tuonelan joutsen (The Swan of Tuonela [underworld])
1900

I was afraid of this as a child

This is an animation telling children not to walk on thin ice.

It seemed very eerie.

Later I've realized that it was my first profound experience with music.

Mauri Antero tickles people in the wrong place

The second album of M. A. Numminen, "Taisteluni" (My Battle, 1970) includes a lively and bluesy song called "Laki epäsiveellisten julkaisujen levittämisen ehkäisemisestä" (The Statute of Preventing the Distribution of Obscene Publications). What the singer Rauli Badding Somerjoki sings is a quotation of a genuine law.

That song got banned from the Finnish radio.

That's something in a nutshell, isn't it?

This is one of my favourite stories of all time, and Taisteluni (Available together with In Memoriam LP) is one of the best seminal Finnish avant-garde records along with "Vallankumouksen analyysi" (Analysis of Revolution, 1970, available on the "Arktinen hysteria" compilation) by Jouni Kesti & Seppo I. Laine, and "Shh!" LP by The Sperm.

You can find some information in English at http://www.phinnweb.org/early/ and
http://www.phinnweb.org/early/early_discog.html.

Other sources for texts Numminen turned into songs included a sexual reference book (for the song "Nuoren aviomiehen on syytä muistaa", A Young Husband Should Bear in Mind), horse cleaning instructions from Finnish army and The Universal Declaration of Human Rights.

He is better known for his own lyrics. This is one of them.

Panic is the brother of ecstasy

That panic
that panic in your eyes
it tells so much
tells about that soul of yours

It is the same
the same that I have
starting a long course
in search of doors

Because panic
is the brother of ecstasy
you will learn to see that
but not right away

And that agony
you have chased for so long
it is yours
your subconscious offering

And the agony
will be your company
you'll learn to accept it
or you'll die right away

Because panic
is the brother of ecstasy
you will learn to see that
but not right away

Paniikki on ekstaasin veli from Mana Mana: Totuus palaa (Truth is burning) LP 1990

Ditty

Variksenmarja: Anarkiaa autiomaass

Thanks for listening to the single, there will be a Variksenmarja EP or album with this song on it.

variksenmarja = black crowberry

dictionary

http://kaannos.com/haku-sanakirjasta-englanti-suomi-abc.htm

http://kaannos.com/haku-sanakirjasta-suomi-englanti-abc.htm

Translate (käännä) from Finnish (suomi) to English (englanti)

Nothing is certain, except death and x

* Artist: Läjä Äijälä
* Publisher: Huuda huuda

Finnish and translated.

X is the best policy

I used to look for the original comics on auction sites, but now my wildest wishes have been granted and Äijälä's drawings for X magazine come in one beautiful 96-page book.

X came out once a year from 1990 to 1994 and had many artists besides Äijälä. It was sold in sex shops and advertised in S&M/leather... magazines.

Some of these comics are based on earlier ones from the 1980s and some were further combined and remixed for this new book. Finnish magazines Kannus and Sarjari have also featured them.

How would I describe the style? Bleakness and titillation. The tone is laconic, excessive and outrageous. The drawings are gorgeously rough. What makes this interesting is that it isn't just basic leather and rubber fetishism. The minimal frenzy you see on these pages transcends you. It reminds me of the Japanese artist Hideshi Hino, and in some ways Finnish artists like Kalervo Palsa and Tom of Finland.

A man in his fifties celebrates his opportunity to be middle age crazy: he blows his brains out in a solitary apartment and declares his new purpose, rotting.

Pin-up dominatrix Bettie Page has insane sessions with Elvis and Urho Kekkonen beyond the grave. Bettie is the one who crystalises the philosophy:

"You're one of us now!! Evil, good, pleasure... DEATH???
You find it exciting??? You're in a new world now!!! FOREVER."

"Mmm... I wonder what's next!!!"

Something good with three exclamation marks.

To each their x

Läjä was recently on TV talking briefly about his musical principles and how he and Terveet Kädet wanted to "kill all the rednecks in Tornio with their music."

He also appeared earlier on a pop culture program where he talked about his passion for pin-up photography, his early days when he discovered Hasil Adkins, his fellow comic artist Nalle Virolainen and his current obsession with death.

When Läjä was quietly turning the pages of a comic book in front of the camera, the program came to a screeching halt. It was appropriately awkward. It was perfect.

I recommend this book to all the people who wished that Veli-Matti "Läjä" Äijälä had directed films.

It ain't over till the fat lady whips

Anna mulle piiskaa

Give me some spanking

Rat shit, bat shit, dirty old twat!
Sixty-nine assholes tied in a knot!
Hooray! Lizard shit! Fuck!
George Carlin

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.
attributed to Hassan-i-Sabbah

There is no self-seeking, greedy control.

The explosion of galaxies is violent. A comet falling on Jupiter making seven big holes is violent. The birth of a child is very violent. Someone passing away -- and I have assisted dying people -- I go sometimes. Even if the person is quietly dying, it's immense violence... this loss of consciousness. Life is violent; the circulation of blood, the heart beating, all this is violent. But there are two types of violence: creative and destructive.
Alejandro Jodorowsky

The souls of men must be scared to the core by unfathomable and seemingly senseless crimes... crimes that cannot even be understood by those who commit them... crimes that do not prove profitable to anyone. Their only purpose must be to spread fright and terror. The ultimate purpose of crime is to establish The Absolute Rule of Crime... a condition of complete insecurity and anarchy, built upon the perished ideals of a world. As soon as people are ruled by the terror of crime, when they have been driven insane by horror and fright, when chaos has been established as the governing law, then it will be the time of The Reign of Crime.
Dr. Mabuse's Reign of Crime

When you're an actor you know who it is that you're supposed to be, and why you're doing this or that. You're doing it as if this or because of this ... I didn't know those things. What am I, why am I doing any of these things? ... One time I said ... you know what, I think maybe this is what I am, and as I think about it maybe this is the reason why I'm doing what I'm doing. And he (David Lynch) turns to me and goes: That's not it, that's not it at all. Are you ready? Action!
Michael J. Anderson - The Man from Another Place on Twin Peaks

If that was on my road, the Council would be on it. They'd go "get that down, it's a death trap."
Karl Pilkington on the Giza pyramids

"In a group stupidity condenses."

http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Finnish_proverbs

http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/Appendix:Finnish_idioms

"The forest answers in the same way one shouts in it."

Request: Punk from North Korea

MC5 Looking At You

When it happened
Something snapped inside
Made me want to hide
All alone on my own
All alone on my own
I stood up on the stand
With my eyes shut tight
Didn't want to see anybody
Feeling happy
Having a good time, now hey
Doing alright doing alright,
Doing alright doing alright
Looked hard into the dancing crowd
Felt like screaming out loud
I saw you standing in there
I saw your long
Saw your long hair
Opened up my eyes, baby
You made me
Realize all I want to do
All I want to do now, girl
Is look at you, looking at you baby,
Look at you, looking at you baby
Yeah, yeah, hey
Looked hard into the dancing crowd
I felt like screaming out loud
All I wanna do all I wanna do
All I want to do
Is look at you, looking at you, baby
Look at you, looking at you, baby
Looking at you, looking at you
Looking at you, baby
You baby, you baby, you baby, yeah

Pun intended

I don't know if this is common knowledge or news, but the tracklisting on Anagram's Complete Disorder CD is incorrect.

Riding on the whiskers of sarcasm

As we all know, sarcasm is perhaps the most important sign of intelligence. Using sarcasm makes you a genius, like, instantly. And here's the best part: you're not responsible for anything. So what are you waiting for? Sarcasm. Buy it now. Anyone can afford it, anyone can use it.

I met this guy online and made a total ass of myself cuz i didn't know he was using sarcasm.

Yikes. That's terrible. No, really. You just have to learn how to spot irony.

me: I have no sympathy for racist comments like that.

Neinstein said...
If you don't like my racist comments and my racist blog then G.E.T. T.H.E. H.E.L.L. O.U.T.!!!!

Fred said...
He just wants a bit of preaching to the converted :)

Preaching to the converted on a website accessible to anyone at any time. Let's see... No, no irony there.

me: Yeah yeah, rub it in guys.

Jew breaker 88 said...
I have no sympathy for the degenerates you mentioned. They will all perish under the Order.

me: Hahah, good one. Point taken. Cool website too, Jew breaker. Hilarious shit. Nice to meet you.

Different forms of sarcasm:

• Failed sarcasm
• Postmodern sarcasm
• Being almost sarcastic (typical in Swedish macho punk bands)
• Itemizing sarcasm (see list)
• The sarcasm of apocalypse (used by the likes of Donald Trump)
• Alleged sarcasm (typical in Finland, generally used as an alibi)
• Constructive sarcasm (constructing e.g. a sarcastic concentration camp)
  
• Exemplified sarcasm
• Champion league sarcasm (occurs when someone is being secretly sarcastic somewhere)
• Exhausted sarcasm

Survival of the sarcastic. Or the rudest. Get it?

Ha ha, got you. There's nothing to get. I'm just fucking with you. Or am I? Who's fucking with who? That is the answer. Or the subordinate clause.

Not to mention.

You're fucking with you. That is the question!

Jews are fucking with everybody?
Nothing ironic about that whatsoever.

THE GREAT THING ABOUT IRONY
written by Terska the tinhorn

I can never forget the moment
I discovered the great thing about irony.
The light of revelation
spread across my thoughts,
and the angels sang joyfully
a beautiful song.
Nothing can quite outdo
the irony of the great thing.



P.S. yche!

How much is almost more? When will the eels stop eeling?

"there is nothing more provocative than minding your own business"
— William S. Burroughs

The laziest fucking question that has ever been asked

"What's the meaning of life?"

Often asked by busy people who don't breathe properly.
Millions of rat racers saying things like: "One person can't make a difference."

"Why are we here? What's the secret? There has to be one. What's the purpose of humankind?"

Well, what the hell could it be?
Gathering all the mountain goats and teaching them golf?
Singing praise to an all-powerful heavenly patriarch who tied your head into a knot and put you on a leash?
Come on. Take a time-out and a deep breath. You won't be so mystified.

"What's the meaning of life?"

It's you, you lazy idiot. You create the meaning yourself. But you don't like that answer, do you? Of course you don't. You never do. Because you're absolutely terrified of yourself.

You're in an art gallery, staring at some modern work, and you ask: "OK, what's the answer to that? What does it mean? Please tell me. Shouldn't there be instructions stapled to each work?" Then someone tells you that you create the meaning yourself. You couldn't look more disappointed. "Oh..... I don't think about things like that. I'm not a loony. Fuck you. And fuck art. It's bullshit."

Sure. It's your choice. Just don't stare at yourself in the mirror too long. It might scare the shit out of you.

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An absolute classic:



Finland
by Robert Graves

FEET and faces tingle
In that frore land:
Legs wobble and go wingle,
You scarce can stand.

The skies are jewelled all around,
The ploughshare snaps in the iron ground,
The Finn with face like paper
And eyes like a lighted taper
Hurls his rough rune
At the wintry moon
And stamps to mark the tune.

from Fairies and Fusiliers. 1918.

Invasion Of The Pod People

HC

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13. 5. 2011
If I made this today I would add Four Minute Warning, Tornion kevät, some debut Bad Brains and some Confuse.

I would also straddle a hummingbird.

Who's the real wanker.

You sit there drooling over your collection of precious rarities. You always assume that all file sharers are random morons and poseurs who don't care about anything. You think you're in an ivory tower. Who do you think you're kidding, you fucking wanker.

Dedication, belief and soul depend on what's between your ears, not what's stacked on your shelves. Your collection doesn't make you anything.

If the work can't be available for everyone, then what the fuck is it? If art can't be for everyone, then what the fuck is it? Petty elitist horseshit.

"You just want everything to be so easy. You just want all the rare goodies to be served to you on a plate. Fuck you. We're from the old school." Make that the elementary school.