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dr. phibes

Apr 18, 2009 Leave a comment

Mostly music/musical exploits-related entry, because there’s quite a bit of it to write about this time around, surprisingly. That, and because I really can’t be bothered either writing about the major, major problem that’s been haunting/hantuing me lately or ranting/complaining about something silly I saw on the ‘Net/read in he news/heard on tv/saw someone do/etcetc. So, yes. Music.

I’m probably going to postpone getting my collection of short stories printed due to the fact that I’m playing two gigs soon, on the 1st and 2nd of May, with two totally different bands. One band is pretty much new, although it consists of people I’m used to playing with. Playing at a friend’s birthday party-cum-jam session, and we’re planning to bash out some Misfits/Ramones covers. And then xLumbrahx are most probably hitting the stage at Gudang Noisy again on the 2nd, and we haven’t played together since October last year. I’m trying to see if we can add a few more songs to our setlist, one original and two covers, both of which are pretty short and fast.

I was also planning to get some small gear for my noise project (more on that later), but it’ll have to wait until after the 2nd of May to survey the damage, so to say, and start budgeting for both said gear and the aforementioned printing. I could get the gear now, yeah, but then that might leave me with not enough money to pay for my share of rehearsal time/other band-related expenses, and while I have a feeling my bandmates would be willing to pitch in, I’m not too keen on that. Makes me feel a bit uncomfortable, knowing that I myself made the choice to spend my money. If I were forced to spend the money, though, it wouldn’t bother me as much, yeah. But I still wouldn’t be keen on it.

I took my/my brother’s/our acoustic guitar out this morning to class. ‘Twas the somewhat-traditional last-class-of-the-semester potluck thingy and I decided that, what with my cough and slightly sore throat, it’d be a great time to provide some entertainment. I shall have some photos and video up soon, I hope, but basically imagine a hairy fat bloke who can’t really sing in a Pig Destroyer t-shirt and shorts with a pair of oh-so-large sunglasses (y’know, the kind girls wear… and no, they weren’t mine) running through some Weezer covers with a friend before launching into two fully-improvised songs, one about a classmate and one about his lecturer. I felt cool, man. Really cool. Appreciated the applause and praise too. Greatly. Man, I haven’t gotten any of that in a long time, especially applause that didn’t come off as people just trying to be polite.

And, oh, that noise project. As most of you don’t know at all (and, for those of you that do: have you been stalking my Facebook activity recently? Damn), I’ve started to really get into this whole “noise” thing, and have somewhat-officially decided to put Toni! This Is Sal! on a bit of a hiatus to focus on this project, tentatively named mahathirXmohamad. Yeah, mahathirXmohamad. Or any other possible permutations in regards to the capitalisation. Maybe mahathirxmohamad. Yeah.

A split with a friend is going to be released eventually, probably on a Netlabel of some sort, with some of my earlier experiments in noise with my guitar as a soundsource. Over the span of just a few weeks I’ve somewhat transitioned into creating lots of that harsh noise wall stuff akin to, say, The Rita and Werewolf Jerusalem. I didn’t set out to ape them or anything, it just . . . happened. Even before I’d listened to either of the two acts. I’m rocking the ever-cliche setup of a shaker box (not even a metal box!) and some pedals (delay + distortion). Thinking of another distortion, maybe another delay, and deffo an EQ or some sort. Me wants a cheap DOD/Digitech Death Metal.

Thinking of getting a second pedal chain going as well, namely some sort of white noise/static generator (a pocket radio or whatever, probably?) into a distortion and maybe an EQ or something, dunno yet. If I do find the cash to build up that second chain I’ll probably keep it simple, as I’m thinking that it’ll serve more as additional flavour, as well as a sound to kinda fall back on during moments when I feel like cutting out the shaker box action for a while and “lightening up.” Ha. Ha.

Which means I need a mixer. God, all this to make a form of sound that will probably never make me any money? Oh so very me!

Categories: life and times, music

monsoon sonata

Mar 31, 2009 Leave a comment



I am most probably going to be releasing a split with a friend of mine sometime soon-ish, and it’s going to be quite, quite noisy. He’s got the whole digital noise/manipulations thing going on, while I rock the guitar into delay (Ibanez DE7) into two distortion pedals (Zoom Tri-Metal and a Beta Aivin Heavy Metal HM-100) route. I think my material’s actually quite good, surprisingly! It’s probably going to be an Internet/netlabel release, but who knows, maybe in the future we’ll graduate to CDrs?

Speaking of gear, I do hope to add an octave or pitch shifter pedal to my setup within the year, but that depends. On money, mostly.

Man, I really want to perform live. Wish that friend of mine was still here in Malaysia (and not studying in Aussie) so that we’d be able to wreck people’s eardrums together. Oh well. Kinda regret selling my amp now, since I’d need an amp to perform live and, well, I don’t know anyone that I can borrow one from.

The zine/chapbook/book is coming along pretty fine, too, if anyone’s wondering. I’ve written some pretty good stories, I feel. Mostly long(er) ones, too, although they’re still pretty short by most standards. Length isn’t really important anyway, is it.

and you marked your independence with a signature on a lease

Mar 14, 2009 Leave a comment

This man is probably my favourite man, ever.




Categories: miscellanies, music

pawa vailens

Feb 27, 2009 Leave a comment

I’ve been on a pretty huge grind/PV/fastcore/whatever kick lately. You know, stuff like Despise You, Infest, Secret Seven, Real Reggae, Crossed Out, MITB, Archagathus, Discordance Axis, etcetc. I’m a simple man to please: give me fast tempos, grown men (and women, occasionally) screaming/growling their guts out over plenty of ’em blastbeats and more often than not I’ll enjoy it plenty.

I actually wanted to share a very nice—and totally un-PV/grind/fastcore—song with you guys, one that I find pretty bloody cute, but it’s not on YouTube and at the moment I’m a bit too lazy to put it up on some filesharing service, so that will have to wait. It’s BlackBlack’s “I Wish I Were a Scientist,” though, if anyone’s curious. If you’ve heard the song you’ll know what I’m talking about when I say it’s cute.

In place of said song, I shall—predictably, perhaps?—post some photos.


family (or is it)

another one?


medium format ahoy

Feb 11, 2009 Leave a comment


abbey road?

Pentax 645, SMC Pentax-A 75mm f/2.8, Fuji Pro 160S.

Yeah, I really need to get myself a film scanner. Sure, it might be a large-ish amount to blow all at once, but it’ll pay for itself eventually. And besides, the satisfaction of having control over the scanning is worth its weight in ringgit notes. Oh yes, definitely.

I don’t feel like going to class tomorrow. It’s going to be a long fucking day and last thing I need is syntax class at 8.30 in the fucking morning. But oh well. I could do worse than load up my Zen with shitloads of noise and then proceed to deafen myself with the sweet, sweet sounds of John Wiese or whoever.

Also, video footage of Goh Lee Kwang’s concert last night:

bits and pieces

Feb 11, 2009 Leave a comment

As if there wasn’t reason enough to love the Ricecooker shop already, over the past two weeks I bought a couple of pretty damn impressive—and pretty damn noisy—CDs in the Al-Thawra / Winters in Osaka collaboration CD and Bastard Noise’s Descent to Mimas. Yeah, motherfuckers. Bastard-fucking-Noise. I admit that I’m not totally sold on the merits of the Bastard Noise machine, but that CD I bought is pretty fucking killer, I have to say. Worth the cash. And, unless someone beats me to it—highly unlikely, but you never know—I’m going to be getting Guilty Connector’s Cosmic Trigger / 2 A.M. Visit CD next. If this was the me of ’08 I’d be all over the Prurient CD they have (Shipwrecker’s Diary… yeah, it’s all Ground Fault stuff) but I’m thinking I’d rather spend my cash on other stuff first.

I also attended both of Goh Lee Kwang’s recent concerts at the Findars Space at the Annexe, yesterday and the previous Tuesday. Enjoyable experiences both, although two very different experiences. Last Tuesday’s performance was acoustic, while yesterday’s performance was pretty much pure laptop-based noise. I have to say that I preferred last night’s performance over his previous one, but it’s all good.

(Last week’s concert.)

I’ve been playing Baldur’s Gate 1 like a motherfucker recently. Great, great game. I just wish that the characters, y’know, walked faster. Or that you could, y’know, have them run. BG1 seems a bit old-fashioned and unrefined compared to later Infinity Engine games, but I guess that’s to be expected. It is, after all, the first IE game. I would’ve used BGTuTu or whatever so that I could play BG1 with the Baldur’s Gate 2 engine, but I seem to have lost my BG2 CDs and, well, the Internet’s being hugely sucky so I can’t download it.

And, if I may make a complete detour: this whole Perak business and the sudden emergence of boatloads of idiots who thump their chests and shout “Daulat Tuanku!!!” makes me sick. Utterly, utterly sick. What the fuck, people? No, seriously. I’m hardly a supporter of Nizar or whoever, but fuck you guys man, I want nothing to do with idiots that deify their—very nearly pointless, to these eyes—sultans and rajas and etc. It just makes me sick. And pisses me off. Some people are just so… stupid it beggars belief. I just don’t see the logic behind it at all. Not one bit. Respecting your leaders is all well and good, but this shit, this belief that they’re above everything and that they’re somehow special and that anyone speaking out against them deserves to be stoned to death and et cetera et cetera is just plain fucked. 21st century my ass.

Mari menderhaka, folks!

one of us cannot be wrong

Feb 2, 2009 2 comments

I love this song. So, so, so much. Every time I pick my guitar up these days I just have to play this song at least once. Usually more. At least twice.

I started playing Planescape: Torment today. Expect my already-slightly-slow posting schedule to become even slower. This does not bode well for my writing. I had a few ideas earlier today, but I didn’t act on them quickly enough: once I started up PS:T everything kinda just, y’know, flew away.

Eight straight hours in Sigil, motherfuckers. And, after quitting, chilling for a bit and listening to a Mindflayer album, I loaded the game back up again and spent another hour in Sigil, running around, finishing odd quests and picking fights with thugs and various other hostile creatures of both the humanoid and non-humanoid varieties.

People keep mentioning how important it is to be a lawful character in the game—and the reasons for doing so are pretty good, I have to admit—but I don’t really like playing a lawful character. It just isn’t… me, I guess. Yes, I know it’s called role-play for a bloody good reason, but I suck at playing roles that I dislike/disagree with. Yeah.

I like to really get into my (C)RPGs but playing lawful/do-gooder/saintly characters means I find it that much more difficult than if I played my character as a virtual, gameworld extension of myself.

Yeah. Nerd.

Categories: gaming, music