Tuesday, 16 June 2026

"his voice was shot by then.."

 Now, all, well nearly all so called musicians are thick. 

Period.

Always have been always will be.




A few notable exceptions, already noted but you'll have to start at the beginning of time, earlyish 2023, and wade through so much deep space time that is actually useful and purposy, it's daft.

I had no idea if you just let go, the faeries   - or to use the regional generic wish-list terminal terminology, 'selkies', as they all think they are still sylvan nymphs with intactustoo, and 17 when in fact theyre at the age of real desire, as long as they can actually spell authentic, and also 'think-for-oneself', and stick by them thoughts, which can only begin roughly around 52 as we all wobble at fifty, when all they ever do is figure the sneakiest tactics to get one over on the mindfulness operation next door up all night trying to out-mindfield, the rest of the street... (otherwise known as a 3 tril in debt 'service' economy, even if it's a bit more subtly nuanced and discombobbed than that, and there was a time when one would have hoped that one musicians may have meant rather more by their word pictures, even the one great one about lead - indeed lead and puppetry unless you can think for yourself) 

Now.. the most coercively controlled, extreme violence,  of the few who could, that was such ball twisting abuse of all cultural norm in all cultures especially Norm's with his spray on sweaty armpits and axe, who certainly couldn't begin to think there may be missing bits between the plucks...

called lacunae....  

the rest of the 'story' that one must figure for onesself - wrong way of putting it, but you sure know they HAVE one - a rich real-woman, indeed as pure equalacist and all humans are equal or should have been after Millicent came along in 1963ish and made it clear they can be just as corey, and funny too.... and all other cultural appropriations, of falsies,  are crass ...

Anyway rarely does one want to know the rest of the story ...  and know there is one... 


or want to actually be there, sat at the same table between 'them', him one assumes   playing footsie under the table...reminding her, "say what you mean and mean it too tart,  you said 'keep your distance'...." and as one would have liked to stick one of those broken glasses in someones eye as a word picture to make a pointy one...

'dont tell people what to think in your stories and writings..oops i forgot you don't you're a goodun too.... as good as the perfect writers who had a brain, maybe even three on the same page - collaborating on it proving three geniuses are indeed equal to four or maybe five if working together, propper.."




Anyway...you have to take the third greatest screamy performance in history, which also proves a point that not only do the 'diversity' hires.... fail.

And i say that having had a ratio of ten black babes on my turntable over some thirty years before it was stolen in Hay-on-Wye 2010  of all places by a typical local - man....  they dress up like him....


Well it started about 40 years ago, the extremely small dribble of hims,  but 18 or 19  years ago (as they relaxed planning lore) suddenly became a flood, all the same, they'd loitered around Portobello or even worse Dudley pretending it was the Portobello of the 'Black Country' cos it had two second hand record shops instead of the one pawn, the norm elsewhere, for thirty years and having pissed off the local drug dealers as they never quite knew what they wanted or who to be, a full  on junky or secret sniffer, secretively...

 And fair dinkum to evil  drug dealers they have human rights, too, the main one that keeps you alive, and just about sane despite the wares on sale,  being consistency, of supply, and demand!


oops bit of a tangent there even if no, it is 'the'story of the land...

I'm only really interested in what happened to the aside places - the land  - in regions where it's average 15 humans per  square km or less - that's called the real 'countryside' 

And we  - the few struggling on there living a very simple life knowing that Walden was a showoff, confected showbiz thing as only living nowhere... with no neighbours and certainly no sane neighbours as IAI tv was the only one, before he and his hotpanted diversity hire (youth 'experience', such a bad one  poor woman - why of course she couldn't manage her landman... despite sucking up to his then 10 year old daughter and even a ferrit once) had even dreamed up the tv bit...

Anyway yes years of nobody nowhere  -above the actual 'snowline' in average winters, well for a few weeks. Persisting a never heated old dump...one loved for its nothing ness...

(yes remember that line of course one can't talk to any Swesterner as saying " ive never even had central heating ever AND lived in very cold relatively alpine old unmodernised dumps...and loved every second of not having to waste one on Mister Lewises showoff uswitch to Moneysave... or whatever the selkies are addicted to" they simply don't know that language and thus assume you are a mad stone age dervish rather than smarter than them...as you ONLY persist through the worst of times, and even abundantly flourish with plenitude, of mind,  when you have nothing.... their stupid shrinks wont be able to tell them either...

as they can't make any dosh out of most wonkiness is due to choice... and the cure is knowing the only one you have so its not even a choice any more...


where was i third best screamy one

Even if only the first one is in the slightest bit any good

despite being white


****
But then the first and last

" ok David.... ok i MIGHT..... as i was always authentic well i know don't matter a few decades..i know i can still do it and always will.....but there's terms and conditions, as a son of biological scientists i trust you...  first rider in the contract,  i ain't even going to look at him..as long as i only have to look at you......in fact he mustnt even be on the same stage as us..he's just a themtoo.....  and then i shall put in a special bit at three minutes and eight, an expression, wordless.... that is between you and me wink wink,  interpreting what i have discovered in life a life of authenticity,  that all architects are vile throwup..
"whatever is the in buzzword for what's up there as a charater trait, beyond actual Broadmoor-worthy actual narcissistic, that  makes-Don-look mindful -  of others, self obsessed  Messianic psychopath who have ruined all of humanity, . the worst  always were always will be and even ones who do a few years at architect playgroup like your so called leader Roger well i should have known thats why he never paid me for  not just cowriting it...but embodying being all of it - BEing it, pissing it out of my gusset... 
"squirting it.... .authetntically....
 " i mean the royalties from the funeral homes alone, that likely paid his kids private school fees [bet they were no time to hunt em down, or rather, the truth] ... I mean poor India a superbimbo - as we in the 80s knew ALL so called 'models' are will be and forever and ever amen....  and then men got into that gigtoo...."

(Clare Torry settled her 2004 lawsuit against Pink Floyd and EMI out of court in 2005 for an undisclosed monetary sum. The landmark agreement officially credited her as co-author alongside keyboardist Richard Wright for the vocal composition on "The Great Gig in the Sky)




 Anyway i am so so so distracted, by the lead....

Or have been since i was doing just ok truly deep diving into winter the real version not their dreadful Winterings...

The one where rest and longer nights are there to be taken and used, for what 'nature' intended-  restoring ones frequential vibratory systems nobody can understand as there's an extra dimension - that pesky authenticity,  so one can bounce a bit more..

in the right direction. There was only ever one....


Anyway back to the point i shall possibly forget so rattle it out quick first draft even if the lead i guess got metoo...

Anton should mate with Sabine.

Or rather as in Uttermost Part... she should take him under her older wiser and far sexier wing (until she started to put on makeup about a year or so back ohh woe is she) and show him the ropes...

"anton... kick back... smile a real smile that comes from core-ful cheekiness....  engage more, and tell them a simpler deeper truth....ok i am still learning myself having branded self as Ms Sexy Fizzy thing....  " as.....all sane people have known for at least since the age of about Einstein.... well, it's quite likely all of it is hokum... ok we can say 'Newtonian Physics works'  which is how silly space cadets get rich; and also how we can waste so much wireless time on the dullest proof of failure, ever, this spring ....i mean its a hell of a long time fifty odd years between the last tourist trip to their moon, and the next...  when you do the snippets on ' a recent meta study questioning the best 1600 physicists in the world who also get paid to be ones rather than fatty McGilchrist who thinks he knows anything, never mind the voodoo merchants starting with now discredited, rather, Deepak, who one assumes wont be selling any books either unless they are all so stupid they dont know that anyone else who is joint-enterprise criminal embezzler to the embezzlerdiste... is a not very nice person and maybe crossed the line so bad its kindof weird they didnt end up in the slammer in fact as even paying back what you nicked usually still means you are nicked...Anyway when half of the world brains suggest they think  The Lambda Cold Dark Matter (ΛCDM) model is the standard mathematical framework of Big Bang cosmology. is as likely to be voodoo as 

this one certainly is

 [file 30 may, moto]... well what you say is ... smilingly and you put your feet up on the desk and slowly unwrap a cigar - most architects thought they made you a man...   you you pull on it very slowly... blow a ring up..PAUSE... and say there was that book i think edited by Gell-Man i cant remember in my library i will never see again due gibbers and no-idea-what-they-want-nots ... about 98 he tabulated the views of the top physicists of the day and the majority said voodoo as The MAtrix was out and so dire they hadnt recovered from its mindfuloflessness yet .... so they said a reality is a  'simulation' .... in other words for decades now the actually honest ones have said we havent a clue what 'reality' is fizzics wise, and  therein lies freedom...from all the absurd hype men who for fifty years think they are godlike with their theories they dont admit are just theories... indeed its TRULY mindful ... knowing that in fact nothing has actually really happened for fifty years....
and they know nothing.... which is gorgeous!!! "



(ahhahh i love science raised myself on Horizon and Time Life books, SO, after first wondering, then....  i would learn.. that humans get so much wrong!  which is gorgeous scientific materialist freedom - science being every few years the old theories are as right-on as a Clash record and their performers last even less time....so often almost always great new science ..well it isn't time-tells-tales on...

.. but there's something even better than all physics being as dodgy a bigged-up scam as all of 'spirituality' or shamaniac nutjobbery... to be cont...) 


anyway that bottled blondie who really did get to the .... meat and two veg of it embodying 

likely in hear ultimate embodyate death scream likely from the pain of all that hairdye i bet the architect MADE her lash on,  that hurts....

 (as we had so artsitically and scientifically confirmed  by the females of the two sexes, in the still not finished page https://www.ralphschism.com/p/mm.html )

proving if you have something to share with the world, two minutes in, and believe that your version is gonna be better than any other old hires.... ....go ALL the way....




Even if recent studies have only confirmed one confirmation bias....

Just how stupid and fattist (drunkist too), that night when the only one ever who kept it up always into her late 60s...

proves that whitey is always faking -is in some ranty or contractual tizz ... 

about what only one babe had in every starr spangled sequin, always...

soul

despite when i rejected her just her and i, a small dump bar.... and her in a state i could have 'taken advantage'  asking for me eye to eye,  hers a bit unable to focus.... a dance...

i keep to my principles

ALWAYS


no fatties..... never mind dancing is only for children...


But fat is something that can indeed change.... or at least end up being met half way.

As she obviously did.... even well into her sixties.

wow....stop the presses even if almost all so called original material material is just a rip off of the fine work the brave men (it was always) with their tape recorders did decades before...

'NO VIEWS' which means as i always knew the world is very stupid and has even worse taste and understanding of the sublime crossed with a true babe...

there being so few

As my record player got very very bored of her on repeat for years....

have we new Carmen or some rehash who knows but i know where her intermittently chubby daughter stole it from....


"what is reality" fatty Mcgilchrest... sure wont ever know as i bet he can't prove in reality which 'side' of his right or leftie ... a tear really comes from 



ahh no more battery .... 

and so discombobulated and so many half writs, in the drafts for some months

and little videos 

one day

Maybe

depends on the lead