rhealyn was nice enough to share with me some of the new Skinny Puppy album. It's good. Really good. Some of the beats really sound like Aphex Twin, which kicks ass, but it's distinctly flavored of Kevin (Nivek Ogre/ohGr and cEvin Key, the two Skinny Puppy guys who haven't died of heroin).
I've been listening to older Skinny Puppy too. It makes me want to live in some apartment and hang out in trendy coffeshops and be that cool older guy who's all into industrial and post-punk and has done all kinds of drugs and is funny and knows all about life, like the person I wanted to hang out with in earlier highschool (though I never actually met such a person). And when I say "older guy" I don't mean dating girls. i just mean so I could have friends.
Skinny Puppy is so tight, sprawling, dark, poppy, earthy, electronic, organic, chemical, psychotic, psychedelic, etcetera.
I'm still thinking about this sandwich I ate for dinner. Holy shit it was fucking good. Crispy toasted multigrain bread, carmelized onions, ketchup, and this HUGE beefy slice of vegetarian "wheatloaf." I FELT LIKE A FUCKING MAN.
Something scary happened to me the other night involving Jesus. It's scared me so much I've been really working myself up into a damn tizzy about it to the point where I can't eat. This isn't a joke, and I'll update about it later. But in the meantime, right now I'm so hungry and I want another one of those manly sandwiches.