SPICE ACADEMY

A girl films a model who is taking pictures of privileged white kids using drugs. Welcome to 2011.

I'm in that video somewhere rolling on the floor saying "Anna Varney is the embodiment of my sexuality" over and over.

INTERNETIONAL RELATIONS

TO CERNUNNOS

A journey of ritualistic death within a post modern apocalypse,
a rebirth in the primordial forest,
and finally a transcendence of all things.

Recommended track order:

1. BLOWIN UP - gvcci hvcci
2. Hold on to the Sour - BLACKSHADOWS
3. THIRD EYE SIXTH SENSE - †‡†
4. Dark Allies - Light Asylum
5. You and I - Washed Out feat. Caroline Polachek
6. COLONNADE AT HELIOPOLIS - Ʌ
7. K1LL K1LL - Nattymari
8. Who Am I (Prod. by Babe Rainbow) - Main Attrakionz
9. Mysterium - VIOLETHOUR
10. OFF TO THE WITCH - Wild Eyes
11. Halfsleeper - Chelsea Wolfe
12. Gall - Blue Water White Death
13. Traces (Light and Weight) - Enigma
14. Hoylake Mist - Forest Swords
15. Send the Magick Down - Chris & Cosey
16. Glass Jar - Gang Gang Dance
***BONUS COOL DOWN TRACK***
17. VRYBODY - ^

CERNUNNOS

THE CHILDREN WHO PLAY WITH DEATH

Copyright Dec. 2006

Rebecca used to live up on a secluded and heavily wooded hill far away from town.
There was a house behind her own, through a line of trees,
and in the kitchen of that house, while the mother was wrapping Christmas presents,
the father crept up behind and smashed her head in with a pipe.
Rebecca said she could see it all from her bedroom window.
The mom went in the ground, the dad went to jail, and the little daughter went to Florida.
We realized the house was empty, so one night we went over and used their trampoline.
It was a lot of fun.

WEARING RED

I think people confuse being quiet with being nice, which is probably why I am often labeled a good person, but of course I am far from it. See I think it's just in my nature. When I was too young to care, I was a spiteful little kid who once smashed a bowl of milk against the wall and blamed my only friend, not to avoid getting in trouble myself, but in fact my intention had always been to hurt her. Then in kindergarten there was this kid that everyone hated, and on our way in from recess someone pushed him onto the ground and I helped him up. That's when I suddenly realized "I'm a good person." Then there was the religious brainwashing that I was subjected to both in Catholic school as well as home, which caused me as an elementary school kid to devote my life to service and humility. I used to hand out my lunch to other kids repeating to myself "What I have, I have to give away." Then, inevitably, I became a teenager. I think I held onto this "goodness" for a while, but by 16 it was going away. See all those years of being quiet and being humble brewed a seething resentment for all the people I saw as taking me for granted. I was exposed to the reality of life, as my friends were given everything and I was given nothing. I think my intentions were wrong from the start. I was good either because I thought I had to, or because I wanted something, but not because I ever really believed in it. And without the belief in a god, what use was morality when it got you nowhere? I'm hedonistic, narcissistic, greedy, insecure, and frightened. People always urged me to speak and "be myself," but they never bothered to learn who I really am, and that what I say is not worth hearing.

TROPICAL PARADISE BUNNY

Yeah whatever, I mean I'm working on something big right now so this will have to do. Also midterms blah blah blah.

BLUE WATER WHITE DEATH

A tale of emotionally unstable teenagers who pilot giant robots.
Devour fetish.
I can smell the smoke from the burning building, but I won't leave this room.
Run little girl, run away.