running in circles

this is what this song makes me want to do. the brat playing live at lincoln park!  back in the fucking day! brought to my attention by a good bloguero (& real-life) friend, chimati.

el hombre es totalmente responsable de su existencia

this performance changed my life. i obviously wasn’t there, but saw this in my youth (on television). the whole band looks so fucking cool and plays so hard. my punk roots may be the antithesis of this whole scene but the talent here cannot be denied. santana at the top of their game.

i-dentity politics

Recently I was reading a co-worker’s essay on Chican@ consciousness.  It was based off of a text by Gloria Anzaldua. I’m now paraphrasing but somewhere a quote said something to that effect that Chicanos are owners to an “alien consciousness.” That the Mestiza represents a “biological crosspollinization.”

nothing new, but completely fresh

“Politicians in my Eyes” by Death. This is from 1975! These are 3 black guys from Detroit rocking out before even Bad Brains’ amazingness.

More amazing old punk that I’ve recently been introduced to:

Recored in 1981. The Wiper’s “Youth of America”

More obsessions to add to my list.

..and we climb

skepticism and chican@s

is it just me or are chican@s some of the most skeptical people you’ll ever meet? always double guessing things that are too good to be true. or when you’ve told one of them a rather believable story you get the standard replies of:

• “nah, shut up”
• “stupid, you’re lying”
• “not even…eh”

i wonder if there is a historical basis for such disbelief. i’ve been told that i tend to be distrustful of most people to a fault. is it just me being careful or me being a cynic? i mean, i don’t mistrust all people i just tend to have a ‘radar’ of folks that seem to be shady. you know what i’m talking about. a ’shady-ness-dar,’ so to speak.

life is absurde

what does this mean? and why am i relaying this message onto you?

luna llena

it’s cold outside. been cold. was a dark morning, because of the spring forward.  even some light rain. something that i’m particularly into is getting around on my bike.  living in lincoln heights makes it easy to do so too. walking to get around in lincoln heights is also ridiculously easy.

now i rode home from CSULA earlier today, around 8pm. the temperature was 55° but i’m sure much cooler with the windchill of going 15-20mph. was it cold, oh yes. but then again i felt amazing after doing so. the blood flowing, the body responding, the full moon hanging over my head. some things can’t be quantified.

having spent some time in a environmental studies type of course earlier in the evening, i realize that as much as environmentalism tries to place nature beyond quantification, it is more and more veering into that direction; with such things as environmental economics. i think that some things should not be quantified. if certain things exist outside of the market even up to now, so be it. my ride home could be quantified as some bicycle advocates want to do so that it can made valuable to those whom the market reigns above all. i reject that. this is the recuperation of an action that should be escaping the market, not perpetuating it. such is the greenwashing of capitalism.

i do not believe that riding a bicycle is revolutionary, such as having a personal garden is not revolutionary in it of itself. [ i overheard some anarchists @ last year's LA Anarchist bookfair thinking that bicycle riding is.]these two actions are sometimes not even a choice for most. they are a part of a way of life because with out them life would be difficult.

diatribe over. flip tape now.

::beep::

new obsession

a friend’s blog turned me on to this band: the Raincoats. I’ve been listening to their first (& self-titled) album all day now. this  song here absolutely blows my mind. this song is over 30years old and I absolutely believe it is better than most modern music today.

this following video is of a modern noise-y punk band from San Diego. saw them at the smell. i liked them. here they are. have received much hype. they’re wavves.

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