Sunday 15 November 2015

In the name of what?

A red rose, with a sign that reads, “In the name of what?” was placed in a bullet hole in the window of a Japanese restaurant next to ‘La Belle Equipe’ on Rue de Charonne. Photograph: Loic Venance /AFP/Getty Images
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Will terrorism destroy liberal Europe?

Syria's civil war explained

'If we don't know why ISIS did these things, we risk making some major blunders that play into its hand'

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Circle Of Hope: How A Raw Reaction Became A Sign Of Solidarity

The Hunt for ISIS’ French Chief ‘Executioner’

Isis Inc: how oil fuels the jihadi terrorists

Eliminating the grayzone (the zone of coexistence) and rendering a world as black & white as their own flag. That's what ISIS wants

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From the ISIS journal Dabiq VII
NB: That searching for and or downloading copies of the magazine online may bring you to the attention of your country's security services

Saturday 14 November 2015

One more time

love, love, love

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NO ONE LEAVES HOME UNLESS

no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark
you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well
your neighbors running faster than you
breath bloody in their throats
the boy you went to school with
who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory
is holding a gun bigger than his body
you only leave home
when home won’t let you stay.
no one leaves home unless home chases you
fire under feet
hot blood in your belly
it’s not something you ever thought of doing
until the blade burnt threats into
your neck
and even then you carried the anthem under
your breath
only tearing up your passport in an airport toilets
sobbing as each mouthful of paper
made it clear that you wouldn’t be going back.
you have to understand,
that no one puts their children in a boat
unless the water is safer than the land
no one burns their palms
under trains
beneath carriages
no one spends days and nights in the stomach of a truck
feeding on newspaper unless the miles travelled
means something more than journey.
no one crawls under fences
no one wants to be beaten
pitied
no one chooses refugee camps
or strip searches where your
body is left aching
or prison,
because prison is safer
than a city of fire
and one prison guard
in the night
is better than a truckload
of men who look like your father
no one could take it
no one could stomach it
no one skin would be tough enough
the
go home blacks
refugees
dirty immigrants
asylum seekers
sucking our country dry
niggers with their hands out
they smell strange
savage
messed up their country and now they want
to mess ours up
how do the words
the dirty looks
roll off your backs
maybe because the blow is softer
than a limb torn off
or the words are more tender
than fourteen men between
your legs
or the insults are easier
to swallow
than rubble
than bone
than your child body
in pieces.
i want to go home,
but home is the mouth of a shark
home is the barrel of the gun
and no one would leave home
unless home chased you to the shore
unless home told you
to quicken your legs
leave your clothes behind
crawl through the desert
wade through the oceans
drown
save
be hunger
beg
forget pride
your survival is more important
no one leaves home until home is a sweaty voice in your ear
saying-
leave,
run away from me now
i dont know what i’ve become
but i know that anywhere
is safer than here
- Warsan Shire

Peace. Love. Fuck Terrorism

WARNING: Contains graphic scenes

Space Ace's heart for the people of Paris

Libération editor Laurent Joffrin’s op-ed

The barbarity of terrorism has just taken a historical step. A massacre coordinated in the heart of Paris and the Stade de France was conducted with cold determination, in order to kill as many as possible.
Even at the height of the clashes linked to the Algerian civil war in the 1990s, France had never experienced this level of violence. And it is France, its policies and its international role which are targeted by the killers. Unlike the attacks on Charlie Hebdo or the Hyper Cacher, which were precise in their execution, tonight’s attacks are acts of indistinct cruelty unleashed to inspire terror across the nation.
The sites of the attacks were all dedicated to entertainment and friendliness, were purposely in the line of fire, as a way to underline the fact that French people are now under menace in their everyday life, as they simply go out with friends.
We are horrified in front of the vastness of this massacre, and compassion for the victims is the most humane and immediate reaction to have. We first and foremost think of the victims and their families. As for the rest - it has to focus on cold blood and civism. French society should arm itself with the courage to not give an inch to the killers, and has to show vigilance and the undying will to face the horror with the force of the law and solidarity.
The Republic, its mobilised state and the law will take on the battle without trembling, with great efficiency. It is impossible to not link those bloody attacks to those taking place in the Middle East, where France plays its part. Our country must continue its action unblinkingly. Only our country’s unity, as with stand strong and voluntary and carried by our values, will allow France to take its greatest challenge.

Mon cœur

est avec

Paris

What Houellebecq Learned from Huysmans

Friday 13 November 2015

A fascist by any other name

Handel in Kinshasa

Oh Annie

How about an album you find yourself going back to over and over again?
Probably Pink Floyd, Dark Side of the Moon. Me and millions of other people. It’s just the perfect shape, the perfect exploration of the human experience. If someone asked me, how would you describe Pink Floyd, Dark Side of the Moon? I wouldn’t say happy or sad, I would say human

Personally I would say crap

Amen Break musician finally gets paid

HA!

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'Philthy Animal' Taylor - the man who invented thrash

Phil 'Philthy Animal' Taylor R.I.P.

My dear friend and brother passed away last night.
He had been ill for sometime but that does not make it any easier when the time finally comes. I have known Phil since he was 21 and he was one hell of a character. Fortunately we made some fantastic music together and I have many many fond memories of our time together. Rest in Peace, Phil!

- Fast Eddie Clarke
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Quietus Mix 46: Jochen Arbeit's Soundscape Archaeology

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Image: Herr Arbeit and yours truly taken last night at the very wonderful Geniale Dilletanten expo at RMIT Gallery here in Melbourne. Thanks to Simon for taking the photo

Thursday 12 November 2015

Meanwhile back in 1980

Hidden treasures of a remote record shop

Until recently, people in Mongolia had to travel more than 1,000km (600 miles) across the Gobi desert to Beijing to get to their nearest record shop. But this year, a new specialist store opened in the capital, Ulan Bator.
Batbold Bavuu began collecting records by accident 10 years ago, rescuing them from rubbish bins at the music college where he was a student.
Those discs formed the basis of his collection and the inspiration for his new shop, Dund Gol Records. The business started off in the corner of a children's library, tucked away in a tiny area with tall, dusty windows. His mission: to make vinyl cool again in Mongolia.
"It's not just what I do, it's who I am," says Bavuu, who usually goes by his nickname, Boldoo. "The most important part is the music, it's a big part of my life, so that's why I'm doing this..."

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Drew O'Doherty - I Spent It All

Although clearly manipulated in a number of different ways, all the sounds on this track are from the last chord and ensuing feedback of FUGAZI's performance of "Glue Man" at the Forum in London, England on November 4, 2002
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