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http://renegadescrew.blogspot.com/

Mininova

Predictably, solution found but...unpredictably (Alan did only guide me initially) on own. Please go to http://www.mininova.org/tor/2692392 and listen...(you may need to download a torrenz engine. If you're a Windows user then get this http://www.utorrent.com/ but if you're a Mac user you may want to try this http://azureus.sourceforge.net/download.php?os=1 ...now if you are a most unusual Lynux user then this is preferable http://www.bittorrent.com/btusers/download/? . Hoorah!

It's been a while

I know, what have I been doing with myself? I'm all runed out is what...yes...quite fed up with the whole topic. Struggling to publish my new music, just nowhere to post it that isn't confusing and designed to mislead what must surely be one of the great intellects of this, some say our penultimate, century. I've been asking myself, with everyone having the ability to design an attractive if unoriginal web-site of their own, not just in one but several places, what is to become of those luminaries entitled to such fame? I mean...who are we? Who do we think we are and more's to the point...who's listening?

Anyone who wants to.

Anyone at all.

What about those meaningless blogs...if you pronounce 'blog' like you're being sick then you know what I mean. This may well be one of them...

Music seems to be the only thing that makes sense...a little star in a cloudy sky. A clich¡#º (that's what happens to alt130 in this site...try it in word...it produces an acute 'e')...what I meant to say was cliche (there's an acute accent on the end normally BTW)...a cliche that aptly describes the way other people think when they write art of draw books (or nonesuch). One returns home from one's dreary existence and creates...that which cannot be created on a spreadsheet or as part of the notes from a conference or indeed as part of a work email. Creating something that makes the dreariness of normal life seem to exist in a galaxy far far away. Of course this is the thing that also causes us to fail to pay the bills, to get drunk more often than absolutely necessary and to distance ourselves from the general melee (that also requires an accent).

And the inability to show anyone...anyone at all...anyone who cares to even say they want to listen to it...supremely frustrating. I would curse the lynph nodes of those web-sites I am struggling with but then, probably tomorrow someone will tell me what I should have been doing and it will all seem to make sense...and those that fail to understand the supreme simpleness of it all will seem at once dullards...

It's all so stupidly obvious.

Runes

Runes...we look at them, we don't understand them, we think Lord of the Rings and bespectacled teenagers with dirty t-shirts, smelly armpits and legions of diecast painted armies. We imagine druids with incredible powers enabling them to lift and place incredibly heavy pieces of stone in astrologically pleasing ways. We're fascinated, not appalled exactly but at the least slightly distrustful in the same way as we are when we like the words of a politician but know that really we are being led in a singular direction that will probably lead to higher taxes and, at the very least, the re-election of someone equally self-centered in the future. We think Magic, Mystery and a little bit of menace? Me, I hate them, I think they're sh*te. RT. PS please vote for my house and chillout mixes on Mixupload.com.