I swear if you see this flyer people might think we're one of those krautrock, hippie or progrock outfits. Sheesh!
Rehearsals are coming fine. Cathartic and good. I just met this person and I already miss conversations with her.
They're that good. Tomorrow meeting at the station and somehow re-writing an old song lost in the crash.
It's gonna be sort of a long day and I need some rest. Managed to find a solution in case live365 goes down with the
online royalties for internet radio. I have a contingency plan in a worst case scenario.
I also hunger for some cool conversations, and good company.
Gig on Wendesday. Woooo. Busybusybusy. Ok. Shut up. Go to bed. Zzzzzzzzzzzz.

The Frecuencias Alternas staff at Hard Rock.
Hanging out with the stars. Being seen you know? Fame, Fortune and all that jazz!!!!!!! Riiiiiiiiiiight!
Actually we were invited to MC a show featuring Anamu, Coabey and Mike Villegas. It was a cool thing to do and we had an even better show that Saturday night. You better tune in.
If you really want to know, here we are from left to right:
Zayra Morales, Pepe Pesante, Iohann Rashi, Ezequiel Rodriguez Andino, Moi. Yes, the ugly one at the right. Me. Scared? Thought so. There should be one with my friend and clone Cesar soon. I gotta bug Guillermo about that one.
5:42 am and I'm still up. The more things change..... :D

Being the lovely self-promoting bastard that I am, I think you can enjoy a stream of antartica's live antics here and here. Much props to Felix for allowing such a bad thing to happen in the first place. Crazy kid! :)

Christ! Just when I thought I was down and out....
Along comes someone straight out of your prayers
and makes the wait worthwhile.

Grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Wide.

Lucretia My Reflection dance the ghost with me

Too much to do and too little time to blog. More on that later. Sorry.

too many gigs. too many sleepless nights, a vicious computer crash and watching the World Cup has taken it's toll. actually some good recordings came this week so we might be finally ready to release a sort of live album. switched my OS again this time to Windows 2000. Here's the track listing for the live release:


(live at wrtu 042702)
bodydronelight
llegando a puerto rico
harsh
the object of beauty
tension


(live at exxit 100.7fm 051002)
kitipri
seductif


(live at enlaces 061202 bernice cruz on vocals)
ultravioleta
sedatif
nocturno


jorge castro and bernice castro are the new additions to the band.


ok. back to lurking :)

I got a show tomorrow and it's gonna be a very busy day. I'll be happy after Saturday. Need some breathing room. Too much death and senselessness. I am sorry.

What a weekend. Death came for a visit. First Dee Dee Ramone, now an acquaintance's close relative. You could see both of them coming but still it has an effect. Meanwhile I'm trying to come to terms with situations that need to change. I've never been a comformist and I think I'll never be. I can't settle for anything less. I can't be a fucking sheep and be passive about things I care about. Too many sheeps-in-human clothing here anyway. Still I've got a few friends who unknowingly give me a lot to look for. My homies. I love you. I can't let things get to me. Not trivial things. Change is a constant. I must seize it and enjoy the ride. No sense in wasting time in minutiae. Whether it is situations or just people. They're not worth it. There's a life that needs to be lived and enjoyed at it's fullest. There are things to look forward to. There are people to meet. There are shows to be played. That's more than most people have and enjoy. I wouldn't have it any other way.

DJ Javier Santos' REQUIEM CD *is* the shiznit. A fucking techno masterpiece. Will stream it soon for your listening pleasure.

Bernice and Jorge Castro are in the band now performing vocal and guitar duties. Their contributions are always welcome and they rock the house. Here are more Antartica Tour Dates:

MIERCOLES 12 DE JUNIO
MINI STEREO
Superaquello, Antartica
Lugar: Enlaces Café, calle Cruz 255,
Viejo San Juan
Entrada: $5.00
Hora: 10:00 pm
Info: 787.977.0754

Emotional Rescue Returns Opening Night
Noel Villegas
Antártica
Invitado especial: Osunlade
Lugar: Candela Bar, San Juan (al lado de Amadeus Rest.)
Hora: 10:00 p.m.
Entrada: $5.00
Info: 787.977.4305

SABADO 15 DE JUNIO
The People Upstairs en el Aqua Lounge de Barfly
Antartica
MHX
Lugar: Barfly, Ave. Domenech, Hato Rey
Hora: 10:00 p.m.
Entrada: Gratis, 21 + con ID
Info: 282.7283

MIERCOLES 26 DE JUNIO
Emotional Rescue Returns Opening Night
Noel Villegas
Antártica
Lugar: Don Pablo, San Juan
Hora: 10:00 p.m.
Info: 787.977.4305

SABADO 6 DE JULIO
Una Noche en ONGOLANDIA Mini Fest
Danza la Raza
ONGO
Pique
Formosa
Andromeda
Antartica
Lugar: Kaki's Pub, Palo Seco
Hora: 8:00 pm
Entrada: N/A
Info: ongo@hotmail.com

parties tonight, tomorrow night and saturday.
new job opportunity. maybe.
my buddy al wants to introduce me to someone
given my track records for introductions i should pass.
but i digress.

last night she said she wanted to kiss me
even though we seldom talk
and i didn't
cause she was high
and she was stinky
and all she wanted was a ride
and some money to score
and i laughed it all up
cause life is sometimes like that
then found my ride
cranking up my bloody valentine
and zero seven
awash in bliss riding home in silence
till the edge of dawn
then i hit the sack
and dreamt of me and my ride
kissing each other
recurring theme isn't it?

wish i had someone
i could really kiss
and listen to loveless
in complete and utter bliss

the radio show was good. aside from that. not much to say at all.

now i need some rest.

Well I haven't written anything in the past few days due to:

1. Memorial Day Weekend
2. Parties on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Excellent all. Had a blast. Didn't overindulge. Danced my ass off.
3. Got sick on Tuesday
4. Now I'm recovering from a migraine (the fun does not stop)

Anyway, a couple of things:

1. See how someone's desperate attempt to get someone back backfires. Badly. That's why I don't do that. Ever.

2. Lots to do and little time to do it and I need a fucking job. A permanent one.

3. So many things on my mind and then things creep up on me. I'm over them but they come back in unexpected ways, mainly in my dreams. The subconscious is one tricky motherfucker.

4. Whoever's left at my side, I love you. The rest I don't really need. You're all that matters.

Murphy is working overtime. Just as I was going to post this note, Blogger is down. Go back to bed old man. :D

I'm glad I have a job that supposedly keeps me busy and away from home and all that, but my brain works overtime and
the usual deppressive shit hits me hard. Or when I sleep. Dreams can be soooo deceitful. Anyway, I better hit the
sack if I want to get up tomorrow. I hate mornings. I'm such a night owl it's obscene.

A Russian Ms. Universe and a Chinese runner-up. THE COMMIES ARE TAKING OVER GODDAMNIT!!!!!!!!! (joke)

flyers for your viewing pleasure

For all of you who always wanted to be a Lego action figure and those of you craving to be a South Park character, here's your fix. You're welcome. Results below:






Last night's rave was beautiful. Good music. Great vibe. Tonight's party promises to be the shiznit too.

Work yesterday was easy and boring. Typical government job. At least keeps me busy.

In a few hours I'm back at the daily drugdgery. Joining the workforce. Another government wageslave. For a little while. Then we'll see. Bwahahaha. Rave tonight @ El Teatro. Panoptika & Oruga @ Transylvania on Saturday. Sweeet! Down in the trenches. Again.

CARP update. If worse comes to worse I can always broadcast my own music and no one will be the wiser. Fuck that.

Local government increased taxes on cigarrettes, drinks and sport utility vehicles. Oh my. I don't have/need any of those so the rest of you just bend over and take it. LOL. This government is so inept and so fucked up I don't think it'll get re-elected.

I went last night with Jammar, Raymond (from Macroporno), Carlitos (AYLK/Antartica) and Miguel (AYLK) up to Finca El Cuco in Manati. It was a rough ride but worth it. The guys who run it have this farm in the middle of nowhere but it can be a killer spot to party or just to get away from it all. They also have a satellite dsl modem wickedly fast. We started to work on their setup and their computers. Really cool and relaxed way to spend an evening and way into the next day. Came home at 4 am then chatted with my friend Nina until 6 am. You rock so much liebchen. at 10 am got a call and I have a temp job at a local government office. Let's see what happens but I'm so eager to get the fuck out of here it's not even funny.

We might audition a female singer and keyboard player for antartica.

Work awaits tomorrow and also a good rave. Tomorrow my son. This weekend's totally wicked.

June Tour Dates

JUEVES 6 DE JUNIO junto a MHX, Jorge Castro y Underscore en Transylvania Viejo San Juan

SABADO 8 DE JUNIO Antartica y Un.real Cafe Pa`Casa en la carr. 107 antes del Longbranch(rip) frente a Wendys.

MIERCOLES 12 DE JUNIO @ Candela Bar Viejo San Juan junto a Noel Villegas

SABADO 15 DE JUNIO @ Barfly Ave. Domenech Hato Rey junto a The Man Searching For Fun y una sorpresa.

MIERCOLES 26 DE JUNIO @ Don Pablo Viejo San Juan junto a Noel Villegas

ok so I feel better now, thanks for asking. also testing my new version of my remote blogging program. not much to say really, aside from the usual.

I just recovered from the most evil migraine I've had in a while. Probably stress induced. Fucking kids and their little dramas. No jobs in sight and I want a ticket out of here. Shit I love being able to play and do the radio show but the rest I can live without. Really. Ok enough venting. Time to get things done.

Hello.

I've survived a nice little show with Ongo, Panoptica, Mazukamba and other fine bands.
We ate at a nice sandwich joint called Sandwich Only near Aguadilla. Best fucking sandwich I've had in a while.
We went to a joint to play afterwards, but the cops came. So we headed for Barfly and Noel wasn't there.
I had a blast. Spent quality time with Phillip, Denise and their lovely daughter whom I haven't seen in a while.
Macoyo even sang me happy birthday. Bastard. :) Mom even bought a birthday cake. I got a nice shirt.
I am as happy as I can be. Now off for some serious job hunting.

Ta ta

J.

This Day In History:

1804
Napoleon Bonaparte was proclaimed Emperor of France by the French Senate.

1896
The Supreme Court affirmed racial segregation in Plessy v. Ferguson as "separate but equal."

1920
Pope John Paul II was born near Krakow, Poland.

1953
Jacqueline Cochran became the first woman to fly faster than the speed of sound.

1974
India became the 6th country to become a nuclear power.

1980
Mount St. Helens, in Washington state, erupted after being dormant for 123 years. Joy Division singer Ian Curtis hung himself.

2000
A bill was finally passed that removed the Confederate flag from the South Carolina statehouse.

I share my birthday with:

Pope John Paul II
Reggie Jackson
Bertrand Russell
Margot Fonteyn

Started the weekend properly at the DJ Ravin's set at the Marriott. Fucking hell. Yes it was full of yuppies but me and my friend Mariana had a blast dancing, dining and drinking along with Iohann, Mika, Angelito and Daphne. It was good to see Lili after all these years. She's gorgeous and has a mullet. Woooooo. Jose was fun to see too. I also saw some 'celebrities' like Vivanativa's singer and El Manjar's new singer. Yeah dancing with the jet set. And that's just for starters. WoooooooOOOoooo!!!!!!

episode two: attack of the clones
visually it's amazing
so far i think it's my favorite film after star wars and empire strikes back
mace windu should have 'bad motherfucker' etched on his lightsaber
and do not, i repeat, do NOT mess with the little green guy.
he's not as harmless as he looks

I miss you sometimes. Like now. I wonder how you and yours are doing. I just wished there was some closure. There never will be, I'm afraid. This one I think is for the rest of our lives. Take care . Wherever you are, I'll always love you. Good night.

Friends are in trouble. So am I. Trying to sort out stuff. I wish I could ease their pain. All I can do is listen. Listen and dole out some advice. May 5th went past. Fuck. It's been awhile. No wonder I dreamt that dream that shook me. On Saturday I'll be 34. Christ. Let's see what this year brings. Change, the only constant.

Tomorrow tomorrow Attack Of The Clones tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a day awayyyyyyyyyyy

Anyone giving me a spoiler to me in the next 12 hours will get his/her ass seriously kicked. I mean it.

1) touch me i'm sick
2) i can't get no sleep
3) going wooo wooo wooo while riding with the FA guys in circles on the parking lot. yes, our brains get a little weird after our weekly meeting. then Iohann suggests watching ALL Star Wars movies to prep for the release. After 8 hours I think I'll end up speaking Bocce.
4) i fucking hate this place on a daily basis but
5) i love gigging and going out with my friends....go figure.
6) my birthday falls on the day Ian Curtis hung himself and Mt. St. Helens exploded.
7) killer gig on my birthday
8) the others on dvd. hint hint fucking hint.
9) where is my mind? down the left
10) get laid. get fucked. properly fucked before ze germans come in.
11) joel and i are watching attack of the clowns tomorrow. NO FUCKING SPOILERS FOR ME OR YOUR ASS WILL BE MINE MOTHERFUCKERS!
12) I *know* the fucking galaxy in Star Wars is as small as a fucking hilbilly town. Everyone is related and knows each other. BTW, finally after 5 pictures there *is* a PR on Star Wars. Jimmy Smits. Duuuuude.
13) Mace Windu is a bad motherfucker. You better recognize. I bet he's gonna get shafted like Qui Gonn Jin on the first one.

Cute Slogan For The Day:
Bobba "My Daddy Created The Stormtroopers and All I Got Was This Shitty Armor" Fett

Random Shit Running Through My Brain:

1. Stupid people shouldn't breed. They shouldn't even fucking get out the fucking gate as far as I'm concerned. Nevertheless they plague us with their own brand of stupidity. I shouldn't be worried overall about it *BUT* whenever one of these morons hits me with a stupid question, they deserve all the insults I can cram into him/her. Like Ford Fairlane said: "Too many assholes, so few bullets".

2. Creativity flowing. Another song for the record. Gotta take advantage of it. Sending resumes too. Keeping myself busy.

3. Le Tigre's the shiznit. Women having fun. I'm all for that.

4. Fuck em if they can't take it. Fuck em if they do anyway.

5. Four days before Armageddon, my birthday or whichever comes first.

Courtesy of Side-Line Magazine. They sold their souls to The Man......

[10 May 2002]
Hot telex news: Mute sold to EMI
Mute is no longer an independent label. EMI have announced today that
they have acquired Mute, one of Europe?s leading independent record
companies, with an artist roster that includes Depeche Mode, Fad Gadget,
Moby, Erasure, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds and many more indie acts. With
the acquisition EMI is extending an existing licensing relationship that
Mute has had with EMI?s Virgin Records for over 15 years. Founded in
London in 1978 by Daniel Miller, Mute has consistently been at the
forefront of artist development. Miller, executive chairman of Mute, will
continue to be responsible for all of the company?s global activities. EMI
will pay 23 million UK pounds for Mute, plus up to 19 million UK pounds
of potential performance-related payments, over a period of four years.
The take-over did not really come as a surprise, in previous interviews
Miller already argumented that joining up with a major would be one of
the most logical decisions for the near future.

.....but hey HE wanted it that way! I guess he just can't get enough..... LOL

well boys and girls i haven't gone to bed yet. full on creative mode. two new songs created, updating the websites, taking care of business. i think we're gonna have the final track listing for the record. six songs recorded live and three possibly four on the studio. 9 to 10 new tracks for your listening pleasure.

also spent some quality time with my mother. yes, even i have one and i hope those of you who have mothers took time off your busy schedules to spend time with them.

saw jorge castro and mhx at barfly on saturday after the show. they kick so much ass it's not funny. looking forward to start my birthday weekend watching them this thursday.

ok it's 0541 and i really think i should catch some z's.

Fear And Loathing In Guaynabo City (you Wished This Was A Joke!)
Protagonistas:

Mista D@ve
Chocky
Popu

Lugar:

Casa Eggo's


Situacion: Show de Oruga/mhx/diorama

Viernes por la noche. Llego con Chocky al lugar indicado tempranisimo. Despues de que Pitu me amenaza y me hostiga, suelto los chavos de la entrada. Chocky hace lo mismo y mientras que la banda monta, nos tiramos la mision a monchar en el McDonald's mas cercano.

Llegamos y ya estaban los sospechosos usuales ademas de la banda empezando. Mhx se tiro la puercada electronica, idm, glitch. Como siempre excelente. Mista D@ve llega y despues de un efusivo saludo nos tiramos a beber y a joder. Entre tanto la bartender (fresca de cuerpo solamente. lo demas...airhead pero pues.......) se tira el pronunciamento del 2002: "Esta musica es medio rara no?". "You got that right sister"- pense mientras que me bajaba la Mike's Hard Lemonade. Mista D@ve estaba con su Cuba Libre chillin y salimos al balconcito a tirarnos los comentarios con Frau Nora, Ariel, Pitu, Puntito Siniestro, Ol Skool, Kiwaldo y el resto del elenco, mientras admirabamos la vida serena en las calles de Guaynabo City. No sospechabamos que pronto sabriamos porque.

Despues de la descarga de Mhx en el cual Ol Skool y yo estabamos jugando a "Name That Tune", el poder del kowbell, la posibilidad de hacer el remix de ghetto tech para darle clases de jaqueo y sandungueo a los raperos locales y la inmortalidad de los angeles entre otras cosas, nos dirigimos adentro para apreciar a Oruga en directo.

Sasha la Caimana abrio las festividades y un caballero se tiro un poemita y luego Oruga empezo con la musica fresca con unos videitos proyectados por el techo que incluian a Luis Bunyuel y a Dali en "Un Chien Andalou" (con el ojo cortao yummy), The Great Dictator de Chaplin entre otros manjares audiovisuales. Que escuche? Jazz ligero, post rock. trip hop y shoegazing. Fue durante la cancion de ese estilo es que veo a varios guardias fuertemente armados entrando al local pidiendole a la banda que pare. Fuck si veo a sobre 10 macharranes fuertemente armados pues que se puede hacer no?

Anyway los guardias anuncian que quieren chequear los permisos del lugar, pero tambien proceden a registrar a gente al azar. Mista D@ve sufrio uno de esos registros. Mano y el hombre es so fresh and so clean. No fucking lie. Shit. Gente del Guaynabo City Police, Rentas Internas y hasta agentes de el fucking INS (SI AMIGUITOS. INMIGRACION. LA MIGRA. EL INMIGRATION AND NATURALIZATION SERVICE OF THE DEPT OF JUSTICE OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENTS MY FRIEND) estaban ahi. Los guardias chequearon el lugar y el lugar lamentablemente no tenian los permisos al dia. Asi que cerraron el local, confiscaron la bebida y tu y yo y el corillo pa'fuera.

Chocky declaro el party uno de old school porque hacian por lo menos una decada que no veiamos a las autoridades bustear un party de la escena. Digo, mala de ellos del local porque el local estaba fresco y se da para hacer unos tripeos buenos, pero pues pasar ese malrato esta de mas. Gracias a 'BoB' que a las autoridades no se les ocurrio tirarse las tacticas de stormtroopers y no rajaron cabezas. Armamento tenian. I guess we were lucky. This time. Los guardias hablando de rolas y extasy. Fuckers didn't have a clue sobre la actividad.

Hasta la hora del bosteo los chicos de Dio/rama todavia estaban en la carretera. Bueno que carajos vienen de Quebradillas tu sae . Pero conyo le aguaron el party a Pitu y eso no se le hace a nadie. Bueno ya sabemos que cuando necesitemos un lugar seguro para tener la casa con la verjita blanca los 2.5 hij@s y el perro, pa Guaynabo City es que es mi gente.

Saludos a los que fueron y a los que me acompanyaron cantando el tema de "The Empire Strikes Back". Cuando me fui tenia unas ganas cabronas de poner NWA o a Body Count pero como dijo Cerati: "Nena yo no soy un superhombre". Solo Popu.

Los amo a tod@s y perdonen por la caida. Quiero mas Oruga. Yummy.

P!

http://www.rojoynegro.com
http://listen.to/antartica

PD - Se supone que revkunin hubiera reportado esta situacion primero que nadie pero como el cabron es un hippie no hizo nada. Como siempre.

The radio session went well. 23:09 of non-stop fun. Lots of phonecalls of people asking what the fuck was going on and liking it. Beautiful beautiful. Got Oruga's demo and will see them tonight hopefully. I am psyched. Lots of things that can be done.

Ok the secret project is out. Check it out. Tonight's live broadcast at X-100 FM was a blast. We had fun and then went to check out Oruga. A local band with a huge buzz. Didn't arrive in time to catch their set tonight, but will see them tomorrow. Bought their demo CD. Review soon. I'm a very happy camper now. Doctor's appointment tomorrow.

Carlos Alfalfa is working on a secret project and all I can say for now is that it fucking rocks your lame ass. He's the shiznit. Hopefully it will be available soon.

Aside from that, I love fucking about in the office planning Saturday's show. Even though we didn't do much about that....BUT we had pizza, some of us finished taking Channel 4 UK's Gay-o-meter (me 33%), talk about surgeries and medical procedures (insert my rant about "it's cost effective to die rather than go to a hospital these days" here) among other things.

T minus 10 days till my birthday. In ten days I'm gonna be in the tail end of my demographic. Heh. That weekend has a lot of cool shows so there.

That and I got a webcam that's XP compatible and you're not. LOL. Ever wanted to see the people behind our lovely radio show (Frecuencias Alternas Saturdays 9 to midnight WRTU 89.7 FM San Juan WRUO 88.3 FM West Coast http://frecuenciasalternas.cjb.net), right????????? Now you can!!!!!!!!

Some people *are* the proverbial bad penny. It's all good. Curveballs keep the game interesting.

Not much to say these days, just don't tell Harry. He don't know shit!

Hope is my heroin.

Antartica's 'summer tour' update:

JUEVES 9 DE MAYO: Antartica Live P.A Set junto a DJ Gulembo @ Exxit junto a Noel Villegas en la Nueva X

VIERNES 17 DE MAYO: Antartica Live PA set junto a un invitado @ Don Pablo, Viejo San Juan. ENTRADA GRATIS BIATCHES

SABADO 18 DE MAYO - en 2 ceibas Quebradillas
apartir de la 1:00pm
con las bandas:
Superaquello
Antartica
panoptica
Osilador4
Ongo
Los Huesos
Golpe Justo
Saguinata
Enagena
Mazukamba
Anxiety by default
Los Abortados
Coma
(y es el dia en que llegue a este planeta. wiiiiiiiii)

SABADO 8 DE JUNIO - Antartica y Un.real Cafe Pa`Casa en la carr. 107 antes del Longbranch(rip) frente a Wendys.

HABRAN GLOBOS, PAYASOS, SORPRESAS, BAILARINAS, FUEGOS ARTIFICIALES, MALVADISCOS Y RAMAS ANEXAS

http://www.rojoynegro.com

THE SHOWS AT MAY 17TH AND 18TH ARE NOW OFFICIALLY PART OF THE 'FUCK POPU'S BIRTHDAY WEEKEND BASH'. Yeah I'll be on the tail end of my demographic on the 18th and you're welcome to join the festivities. Get me drunk, laid and we'll pin the tail on the fucking donkey. :D

Well the show went well despite some glitches. It was a shame that many people missed it. Their loss. The radio show was such a fucking blast. I couldn't help laughing. Sorry. Actually, fuck it I need laughter these days.

Watched Spider Man today. It's ok. Summer flick. Marvel's on a roll since the X-men adaptation. I heard Darron Aronofsky and Frank Miller are teaming up for Batman: Year One. I'll look forward to that, along with Attack Of The Clones and The Two Towers.

Got my haircut and shaved. Yet there's this feeling I can't pinpoint. I'll be playing in a few hours. I guess anticipation for release? I don't know. I think I'll take a nap. Get them batteries ready.

Don't Give Up by Peter Gabriel

in this proud land we grew up strong
we were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail

no fight left or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
but no one wants you when you lose

don't give up
'cos you have friends
don't give up
you're not beaten yet
don't give up
I know you can make it good

though I saw it all around
never thought that I could be affected
thought that we'd be last to go
it is so strange the way things turn

drove the night toward my home
the place where I was born, on the lakeside
as daylight broke, I saw the earth
the trees had burned down to the ground

don't give up
you still have us
don't give up
we don't need much of anything
don't give up
'cause somewhere there's a place
where we belong

rest your head
you worry too much
it's going to be alright
when times get rough
you can fall back on us
don't give up
please don't give up

'got to walk out of here
I can't take anymore
going to stand on that bridge
keep my eyes down below
whatever may come
and whatever may go
that river's flowing
that river's flowing

moved on to another town
tried hard to settle down
for every job, so many men
so many men no-one needs

don't give up
'cause you have friends
don't give up
you're not the only one
don't give up
no reason to be ashamed
don't give up
you still have us
don't give up now
we're proud of who you are
don't give up
you know it's never been easy
don't give up
'cause I believe there's a place
there's a place where we belong

Just when I thought I was depressed, this hits me. I had the pleasure of meeting him and it's sad news indeed. I hope he recovers soon. Yet, better to burn out than to fade away into mediocrity and obscurity. I wish him a speedy recovery.

Faithless - Insomnia

I can't get no sleep
I need to sleep

Or like Lard would've said

Can't sleep
too tired
to even masturbate

tasteful eh?

Too much in my mind. It's one of those days. Brain's hyperactive even though your body's tired. It happens. Just ride it and then just when you get some actual sleep......somebody/something wakes u up. Bet on it.

5:55 am. I haven't seen a sunrise in a while. Not much to see with these cloudy skies. They remind me of somewhere else far and away. Ok back to bed. Lie down. Something quiet on the headphone. Drift. Close your fucking eyes and think beautiful thoughts.

It was a good day today and I'm grateful. I'm glad. I laughed a lot. Eze, Iohann and Angelito always do that for me. Thank you guys. My sis got a job offer. Really good. I'm glad for her. Watched Jeepers Creepers. Good story overall *but*........ just watch it if you haven't already. Yeah another teen horror flick but hey Coppola produced it so either 1) He saw a good thing when he heard the pitch or 2) He needs some quick cash. Too bad he didn't include the original version of Peepshow. Siouxsie's so much better.

Today is International Worker's Day. Normally I wouldn't mind celebrating it but here the syndicates basically bend over, took it up the ass and ended up selling themselves out. They got the phone company in private hands and it's service gets worse and worse. Now they didn't mind the government selling the water utility too. Fuck them up their stupid asses.

I just need to vent. I need to vent out and get all this shit out of the way. Scream. Things are working out yet I need to do more and need it now. Heh. End of rant. Move on. Nothing to see here.

About the radio show. We were lucky enough to come early and have a full hour to us. We recorded the tracks and used it as a rehearsal for the proper broadcast. We recorded six tracks. On the broadcast we did five of those six tracks, but to be honest, three of them were really worth it. The broadcast itself went well but I felt the three tracks that we pick were the best of the litter. Also on the broadcast we had Iohann Rashi aka Audio Interference throwing samples and lovely little noises about. To boot, we had some minutes left at the end of "Tension" so we decided to make some righteous lovely noise. I'm surprised they didn't pull the plug. Lovely results. *If* we're gonna do the album based from the sessions, there will be the different versions if things work out:

80 (78:42) Minute Version

Studio Tracks:

Bodydronelight
Seductif
Llegada A Puerto Rico (Remix 2)
Harsh
Tension
The Object Of Beauty

Live Broadcast tracks:

Bodydronelight (stronger version than the first recording)
Harsh (nice little noises coming from the left channel)
Tension (15 minute version with a noisefest at the end.)

We're gonna release a 60 (more like a 53:25 to be precise) minute version of it for mp3.com. Here's the track listing:

Bodydronelight (live version)
Seductif
Llegada A Puerto Rico (Remix 2)
Harsh
The Object Of Beauty
Tension (live version featuring Audio Interference)

We're doing a soundtrack for an independent Argentina/Puerto Rico film called "Entre Los Dioses Del Desprecio". Actually "Llegada A Puerto Rico" is one of our contributions to the soundtrack. Thanks to Prof. Carlos Camunas who gave us access to the score and let us play with it. Also from the Icaro Azul gig, we have an offer to contribute to another indie PR film called "Santa Cristal". We're supposed to meet the director and see how it goes from there. So you got it here first. HA!

Fun killing zombies with my mates. Shown them a picture taken of some of us 19 years ago. Fuck! Time sure does fly! Aaaaaaaaaaaanyway.....

Finally transferred the radio station sessions to mp3 and CD. I'm seriously considering changing the title of the new album to 042702. Got to talk to Carlos about that. I know that definetely three tracks from that date are going. Fuck! Heard the latest from my pals at the Musique Concrete Ensemble. Brilliant, beautiful. Do we have the new Windy and Carl, Low, Quasi here? Missed the show last night at Transylvania but fuck, things do happen, don't they. Ocio Lounge might have a new home. Fingers crossed.

Don't let the bastards grind you down. Ever. Always outnumbered, never outgunned.

Wicked session at the Radio Station. Recorded for posterity. Nice way to end the last song too. Lots of fun. Meanwhile fate throws me a nice little curveball to test my resolve. Fucking hit that one off the bloody park, if you ask me. Someone I've never met personally taught me to deal with those things with style and grace. I tend to agree. Ok, time to enjoy the rest of the weekend with my mates.

ANTARTICA 'SUMMER' TOUR 2002

VIERNES 26 DE ABRIL - Macroporno y Antartica @ Don Pablo Afterhours

SABADO 27 DE ABRIL - SESION DE LUNA LLENA @ INTERFERENCIA 303 @ FRECUENCIAS ALTERNAS 89.7 FM 88.3 EN DIRECTO DESDE LOS ESTUDIOS.

VIERNES 3 DE MAYO - Antartica, Santos Inocentes, UT y DJ MHX
Fecha : 03 de Mayo de 2002
Lugar : Faelos Club, en la americo miranda antes cafe tropical
Hora : 9:00pm Entrada : $10.00
Contacto : Alexius : [email]inmortall_1@yahoo.com[/email]

JUEVES 9 DE MAYO: Antartica Live P.A Set junto a DJ Gulembo @ Exxit junto a Noel Villegas en la Nueva X

SABADO 18 DE MAYO - en 2 ceibas Quebradillas
apartir de la 1:00pm
con las bandas:
Superaquello
Antartica
panoptica
Osilador4
Ongo
Los Huesos
Golpe Justo
Saguinata
Enagena
Mazukamba
Anxiety by default
Los Abortados
Coma
(y es el dia en que llegue a este planeta. wiiiiiiiii)

SABADO 8 DE JUNIO - Antartica y Un.real Cafe Pa`Casa en la carr. 107 antes del Longbranch(rip) frente a Wendys.

HABRAN GLOBOS, PAYASOS, SORPRESAS, BAILARINAS, FUEGOS ARTIFICIALES, MALVADISCOS Y RAMAS ANEXAS

[url]http://www.rojoynegro.com[/url]
have a nice day motherfuckers!

Updating Tour Dates. Birthday show confirmed. Live session tonight at WRTU. Last night was interesting. Film at Eleven.

My site and mirror have been redesigned. Keeping it simple just for you. Enjoy!

Another date added to the tour. Things *are* shaping up. LOL.
Last night went to celebrate Joey's Birthday. Two Bacardi Silvers and that was it for me, but it was fun for all involved. Building La Experiencia's website. Keeping busy. Busy is good these days. BTW, Bacardi Silvers are the official drink for now. Good things for my birthday on the 18th. That and The Others on DVD. YEAH.

A couple of changes on the tour dates. Please make note.

When I die
I don't want a rosary
When I die
Life goes on as usual
When I die
Don't want no mourners
No funeral party
No wake
No burial
Just burn me
and everyting I've done
Clean the slate
Erase my memory
All traces
that I was here
Flush the ashes
Down the toilet
Party your ass off
Cause when I die
Celebrate the fact
that I finally got off
This mortal coil
To a place
Where there's no pain
Nothing at all
And I won't bother you
No more

I dreamt about her and the kids last night
I woke up in tears
Because even when I come to terms with what happened
and accept it
It sneaks up on me
and I'm in that world of hurt
Again
I have to take a deep breath
Just to face the world
and I try to smile
To let go
And just when I think I have
It sneaks up
The wound opens again
I pray for more time
To heal
To forget
or at least not let it bother me as much
Life goes on
Move on
When I least expect it
Another chance
To live
To love
Lord knows
I've had enough of this

updated 'summer' tour schedule posted at a later date. :D

Hi. Instead of launching into a 'woe is me' rant, I'll just say this: I am grateful for what I have and who I have around me. Thank you for your time, your kindness and attention.

I came down with the cold. Hard. Shit all these days and all these shows. Something had to give and by Sunday I slept over 12 hours straight. Heard Jorge Castro's 'Sin Titulo #2' and it's one of the best ambient recordings I've ever heard. The whole progressions and the textures build up. I also got some work done for my buddy Al. I have the radio show meeting for tomorrow but right now I gotta take some more medicine and take a nap.

G'nite.

Pictures Pictures Pictures. Antartica Live @ Hard Rock Cafe @ Icaro Azul's CD release party.

I might be broke
I might be unemployed
but I'm a happy camper
cause I'm playing and you're not
it's might not be better than, say, sex
but it's way more better than sinsemilla
I'm playing
and that's something that no one can take from me
that and I'm catching a fucking cold

Layne Stanley might be dead.
He had it coming.
Heroin ain't no joke.
Too bad.
The Pet Shop Boys are doing a song about
a fan who fucks a rap star not unlike Eminem.
And on that note, we cue the music.

So.......had 2 weird dreams of late.
The first one I was back at PSU at my old dorm hall. The way the room was built on this dream was that it was longer and narrower than what the room was. I looked different. Younger and different. The whole situation was straight of some high school flick. I mean the whole atmosphere looked like a bloody high school. Uniforms, backpacks. I was in my room, came out to a hallway. Then this girl asks me if I could do a project for her. I refused. She asked me again. I told her it's gonna cost her. She says "I got just the thing for you". She goes down the hall and I follow her to this sort of dressing room. I stand outside but I see her calves and feet. She sort of squats down and removes her underwear. I see her butt. Then she stands up, goes outside and gives me her underwear. "Is that payment enough?"- she asks. I look puzzled. Right there her boyfriend comes up to me giving me shit. I just say "hey YOUR girlfriend gave it to ME. So settle that. I don't want your girlfriend. She's your problem." An argument ensued and then I woke up.

Second weird dream: I was living with my family in this huge three story house. It was really cute like the houses on South Atherton Street back in PSU now that I think about it. Anyway, mom comes with these two women. She says they're 2 Russian exchange students and that they'll be staying at the house. I said "cool." The ladies and I start talking and eventually we get to know each other. Time passes and somehow these ladies have a healthy sexual appetite. On me and each other. We get into a lot situations when I get aroused by these two. Sometimes we get to do it. Sometimes we don't. But the whole thing was....interesting. I remember speaking the little Russian I know on those two. Haven't had one of those dreams for a while.

Mom's in the hospital. Got back last night and had a hernia removed. She's expected to make it back today.

The show last night was a blast. Great response from the crowd and Icaro fucking rocked the house. Met a whole lottta people that until then I've seen on the 'net or on Pulsorock's board. It was really cool. Chocky and I made it there and back listening to the Insane Clown Posse. Sometimes you just need some really fucking stupid humor to get through the day. Worked like a charm.

My brother suggested some steps carrer-wise. I'm tempted to take them. It's always a pleasure to chat with him. Miss him lots.

Bedtime.

Tossing the usual drivel aside, I had the pleasure of joining my oldest bunch of friends in their usual Sunday Night RPG session. Yes RPG. Old School. No fucking computers. Books, dice, paper. We were playing a nice little RPG called "All Flesh Must Be Eaten". Zombie galore. I guess after watching 'Resident Evil' and then some choice Romero films, my pal Alberto decided to round up the posse for some fun. The game itself is easy enough and Alberto is one of the best storytellers I've ever had the pleasure of playing with. The whole gang was there. People I've met since we were kids (Edwin and Robert), College (Alberto, Kemuel) and then a bit afterwards (Alex and Arquimedes). We had lots of fun and my character (a hacker) got away with a lot of mischief. I think we'll finish next Sunday but the thing that struck me was that we all had a good time and Alberto observed that the pleasure was doubled because "I had all my best friends sitting there." True that Al. True that. The pleasure and the honor is mutual. Thanks to all of them for being there through all these crazy years.

Eze. I know you read this. You said so yourself. Thanks my man. For being there. Angelito too. You guys make life livable.

"sacred is an abused word.
control is a lie.
love is my truth." - Beau Sia

BEAU MY FRIEND YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING GENIUS!!!!!!!!

This is one of those days that nothing happens. Sheer boredom. I'm writing songs just to avoid some of it. Nonetheless, I'm getting restless. Plan. Ponder. Think. Write. Tomorrow, rehearsal. Thursday, a show.

The Big Goth Crackdown

From Side-Line Magazine's e-mail newsletter:

[12 April 2002]
Goths in danger in the USA
US Congressman Sam Graves (Repulican - Missouri) is getting $273,000 from the US Department of Education so that police and educators in his district can "identify Goth culture leaders that are preying on our kids". An aide to Graves goes on to say that "Some parents and law- enforcement officials are concerned that, beyond the dark fashions and music characteristic of that subculture, some "Goth" teenagers are drawn into potentially dangerous behavior". You can read the rest of the article by following the link below. For those who want to give Graves a lecture themselves, feel free to e-mail Sam Graves at sam.graves@mail.house.gov.
-Goths Are Evil-

Locally I'll expect the lovely reverends Font, Raschke and their ilk to act accordingly. HALLELUYAH!

Watching "Abre Tus Ojos". Can't say anymore. Really. It's just that kind of flick. Loved "Tesis" and "The Others".
Found myself missing my ex. Not in the "I want to get back with her" sense of the word, but in the fact that I remembered the good times that we all had, her smile, the little things that I'll store in my memory forever. Cause it was the best relationship I've ever had. And it's a part of me whether I like it or not. A sense of acceptance. Yes, it's been over for a long while. It won't come back. Done and over with. Time to move on. I just accept the fact that there was a good relationship and it's now over. TIme to live by what's written down before this post because I've got this life to live. Nothing and no one will keep me from doing what I must do. Achieve. Create. Succeed. No room for failure. No room for defeat. No room for negativity.

Be ruthless
Take risks
No regrets
Safety's off

Because life demands it
and the alternative sucks
Too many sheeps
and you're the Big Bad Wolf

Let them sink in their own shit
Wallow in their self-pity
Let them be stuck
Become their undoing

No compromises
Just understandings
No ties
Perfect strangers

Don't box me in
Don't file me
Don't put me in pedestals
I didn't ask in the first place

Live the moment
at it's fullest
Don't get stuck
Agile, Mobile and Hostile

There's this little birdie who's been coming to my window every 20 mins or so since yesterday. I mean it comes up, sings a bit, then hits the window trying to get in the room. Then it flies up to the window in the living room and repeats the process. I guess I oughta give it points for perseverance but the poor thing suffers and it's kinda annoying. Why does it repeats the same thing again and again? Doesn't the pain register or something? Things could be said about stubornness and perseverance but hey, something's gotta give. I don't know. I just wanted to share this with you.

Interviewing my pals of Cojoba later this afternoon.

Gig on Thursday. Meeting on Tuesday. Job Interview. Going to the Unemployment Office. Live on the dole. Plans. An interesting proposition. Life goes on.

New Antartica album
Working Title: "Don't Hate Us 'Cause We're Beautiful (An Endurance Test)"
Track Listing:

1. Ecos
2. Arturo Se Prepara (Remix)
3. Bodydronelight
4. Harsh
5. Llegada A Puerto Rico (Remix)
6. Nameless
7. Nuria Et Rafi
8. Seductif
9. The Object Of Beauty
10. This House Is Ours
11. Walk In Beauty

Working with Carlitos of Alfafa y Los Kretinos for the lovely guitar parts.
There's no release date yet, but should be soon enough.

Enjoy!

I had to cancel my participation in tonight's festivities. Sorry. Mother's in the hospital. Family always comes first. Her stay made me think a lot about several things. Morbid introspections, later tonight. Maybe. Thanks for the instant messages and the people who've shown their support. You're *never* forgotten. I love you.

I'm on a roll. Just got two new Antartica songs. Actually they're remixes for a film project I am working on, I got a gig tomorrow but I don't know whether I'll make it cause my mother is sick again. Oh well. at least my creative juices are flowing.

Lest I forget: watched John Q today with my pal Joel. Everyone who knows me, knows the issues I've had with the medical establishment and I fucking empathize with the movie. Medicine is such a business. Even in England since the National Health system has been fucked with due to the Tories and here in PR and in the US, the insurance companies and the rest of the vultures make life miserable for the rest of us. I'm currently uninsured and with my condition, that's a no-no, but that's the breaks right now my lovely children. Joel always fucking rocks along with the stuff he plays on his car. My man.

Ok bedtime.

I think creation is one of the most beautiful things in the universe. To be able to do something and call it your own is just wonderful. Since I've been given a gift (or so they say), I've been engaged in recording some of the most recent Antartica tracks for performance and for my guitar player cause I want to include some cool guitars in this one. It's so fucking rewarding being able to record music on my own terms, at my own pace and with my laptop. It's a pleasure and a much needed distraction and relief.

Anyway got a show on Friday and another the following Thursday so it sharpens my skills as well. I think the next Antartica record's gonna have 9 tracks and the working title so far is: "Dont Hate Us Cause We're Beautiful (An Endurance Test)". Yes, another inside joke but hey, that's what you get.

Ok I'm feeling zombified as we speak, so I better hit the sack.

It was a dark, windy and stormy night.
Thunder and lightning everywhere.
A loud cackle and insane laughter was heard accross Maison Popu.
"AT LAST!!!!!!!!!!!"- the master's voice was heard in the halls
"IT'S HERE!!!!!!!!!! AT LAST DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!"
The USPS carrier delivered the package to Popu's hands.
Once it was in his hands, he dashed to his study and opened it in a frenzy.
"YES YES YES!!!!!!!!!!!" - he grinned while getting the gadget connected
"I CAN FINALLY RECORD SOME COOL SHIT ON THEE LAPTOP"
"BWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!!!"
The insane laugher rang in the hallways as he closed the door.

(to be continued)

Ladies And Gentlemen:

Last Minute Tax Return Party (or something)

DJ K Kemit (turntablism, hip hop, electro)
Macroporno (funky house, idm, electronica)
Antartica (electronica, techno, trance
Friday 12th of April
Don Pablo Viejo San Juan
Pass It On

I'd rather have an honest conversation, even if it breaks my heart. Trust is something earned, freely given. Don't expect a friendship from me if you can't be trusted to even keep a meeting, and you're not even honest. At the same time, I can't expect to have a relationship or even a friendship if the other person can't trust me. Harsh? Yes. But without trust, there's nothing. You've put walls and you're the only one who can put them down. I don't deserve this kind of treatment. Goodbye and hope you can sort it out. Walk in Beauty.

"Leave Me Alone"
New Order

On a thousand islands in the sea
I see a thousand people just like me
A hundred unions in the snow
I watch them walking, falling in a row
We live always underground
It's going to be so quiet in here tonight
A thousand islands in the sea
It's a shame

And a hundred years ago
A sailor trod this ground I stood upon
Take me away everyone
When it hurts thou

From my head to my toes
From the words in the book
I see a vision that would bring me luck
From my head to my toes
To my teeth, through my nose
You get these words wrong
You get these words wrong
Everytime
You get these words wrong
I just smile

But from my head to my toes
From my knees to my eyes
Everytime I watch the sky
For these last few days leave me alone
But for these last few days leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone

Ok so I got back from the dentist minus my upper right wisdom tooth. What a relief! I missed this week's meeting but the program promises to be a blast. I didn't get my gadget today. I'm also supposed to report to my new job tomorrow BUT they haven't confirmed. What a bunch of incompetent nincompoops! I'm having second thoughts of working with these gorillas but the bills need to be paid.

I got a call today from Tonya, my former roommate in Nashville. She's such a doll. I miss her lots and I miss my former co-workers at the Merrimac. I'm seriously considering whether I should go there or Florida. I don't want to stay in PR longer than I have to. Not without a space I can claim as my own. In the meantime there's also some other stuff I gotta discuss. I don't really want to leave but I need my own space, my own place. Somewhere I can feel comfortable. I don't feel like that at my parent's house at all. Chatted with my younger brother. He's such a rascal and a practical joker but can't help but love the guy. He's the man.

Going to the Dentist today. Joy!

Today we proudly announce the return to politics of one Richard Nixon!!!!!!!!!

Mom was sick this morning and we had to rush her to the hospital. Fortunately she was back earlier this evening. Still. Meanwhile still fighting for my job prospects. I'm tired and weary, but my spirits are high. My friend Ezequiel has a new box! Hurray! Tomorrow I'm getting a new gadget so I can finally make music with mine.

Reading an excellent book about the church burnings on Norway called "Lords Of Chaos". Pretty objective depicting all sides on the issue and without histerics or the usual sensasionalistic bullshit.

show's on tonight. let's see....

Wendy O Williams
Kurt Cobain
Rock N Roll Suicides
Never Forgotten (as far as I'm concerned)

It's just one of those moments. Where everything stands still. Quiet. Nothing absolutely happens. Things are happening on the job front. By next week, I should get a job. Let's see what this holds for my projects. Right now, I'm sorting it out. Resolution will come. Soon. Meanwhile, a show tomorrow.

Found a home for OCIO LOUNGE and a possible DJ residency. I also went to see my friend SANTOS spin a very wicked techno set. It's a fucking shame the place was empty cause I could've danced my ass off with the proper company. Nevertheless my friend and brother Angelito and I had a fucking blast, thankyouverymuch.

And I found myself missing you terribly. Then I wonder if you feel the same. One of those lingering questions, isn't it?

My ghosts appear when I least expect it. Instead of scaring me, or bring me nightmares, they just bring me sadness. Time has given me the perspectives needed to deal with that. I just live with the good memories, and keep walking. No need to wallow in self pity, melancholy and all that. That is a waste of time. Move on.

I ran into my friend Ninablue online. She's such a great gal. It's always good to chat with her. Take care liebchen!

My friend Ben Raino turned 25 today. You fucking bastard. I hope you finish your album and keep releasing that beautiful music of yours into the world. Best wishes to you and your lovely wife. Did I mentioned that I was the one who introduced them and I was the best man in their wedding? Yes. Moi. Matchmaker. Actually, they're the second couple I got together, but that's another story.

Daryl and his wife are still vacationing on the Netherlands and loving it. Lovely, isn't it?

The behavior shown here makes me wanna vomit and wish I could drop an H-bomb on the island.

PANIC ROOM is quite a good film. Don't expect Fight Club but it has a solid cast and a good plot. Now what is it about David Fincher and women in closed environments? The Usual Suspects special edition tranfer to DVD is so sweet, it's worth it. The deleted scenes....mmmmmmm........and watch the gag reel.

sometimes people are tempted to follow the path of least resistance. i chose not to. i sit and wait. see how things develop. it might be frustrating, but it's my choice to wait. I'm sticking to it. "first thing you learn, it that you've always got to wait." lou reed was so right and applies to several things in this life.

the others is out on dvd on may the 14th and it would make an excellent birthday present. subtle as a kick in the groin.

frankness and honesty do not equal harshness. if they do, well, life is pretty harsh anyway. when you want to establish a relationship with someone. friends, business, etc., you'd like to develop some basic trust. when you don't bother to show a modicum of trust, what are you expecting? is this harsh? no, i think this is honest. and the reason i might be such a hardass about it, is that you have to choose your friends. choose carefully.

yes, some people demand a sense of tact, i think it's more of a sense of discretion.

beau sia made my day again with a reply to a note i sent him. few 'famous' people bother to even do that these days. shit, man, give them hell, don't let them bring you down.

having said that, i gotta say that AOL SUCKS MAJOR ASS!!!!!!!!! I mean, yes, is a freebie I have because I bought this machine, but fuck! why am I not able to use fucking trillian nor outlook express. if anyone knows of a good reliable ISP, let me know.

zoolander is funny as hell.

I haven't seen or read about this much death and suffering in a while. Not in this lifetime, at least for now. I can't say anyone is right here because both sides have a legitimate claim to co-exist. Ytzhak Rabin, the only person bold enough to believe in peace in the Middle East, was murdered by one of his own. There's not much Arafat can do while he's trapped in that bunker. Also he failed to assert control of the different factions in the Palestinian cause. This is madness. Sheer fucking madness and it's spreading. I always thought our next World War would be fought over there. Not Iraq. Not Afghanistan. There. Israel. Please prove that I'm wrong.

On a lighter note, breakfast, chatting and window shopping are wonderful with the right person. I really enjoy your company.

training day is such a fucking cool movie. like i mentioned before when i watched this at the theatre, denzel definetely had fun acting here and it shows. 'THIS AINT CHECKERS!!!!!!!! THIS IS CHESS MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!!! This tape i'm making is chock full of ultraviolence. training day and series 7. any suggestions?
i've seen the future. it is murder - leonard cohen

Some of yesterday's pranks were so beautiful, I nearly pissed myself laughing. Today's gonna be a bit different.

"It's a strange day
in such a lonely way"
- new order

Finished 'Noir'. Fucked up in several levels, but I liked it. Distopyan and edgy. 'London Fields' is next. Not much for this week. An errand, an interview with a band and more job hunting.

M Dearest

You can't stop a storm, but allow me to shelter you from it.

J.

You are the Queen Of Hearts
I am the Suicide King
Lift me up
Lift me up
Lift me up
Lift me up high
And we'll rise
And we'll rise
Mary My Hope - Suicide King

England's Queen Mother is dead. Rest In Peace. It's kinda funny the way things worked out for tonight's activities. God has a sense of humour.

Had the pleasure and the honor of writing the liner notes for the soon to be released CD of the Musique Concrete Ensemble. The MCE is the brainchild of one of my antartica bandmates, Rafael Irizarry. Please check ithem out.

Watery. Fluid. Dreamy. The Musique Concrete Ensemble is this and more. Under the influence of several composers and artists who shall remain nameless, but are obvious to the trained ears, the MCE creates music that's suitable for just about any aspect of our daily lives. This is a soundtrack for a ride through the expanse of the cityscape, suitable for reading, cooking, flying, fucking. It evokes images and plays with our consciousness. The MCE treats it's instruments and they end up sounding like something else. Alchemy. Transmutation. Play. It sneaks up on you. It seduces you. It's sensual and very beautiful. - Jose E. Roman, March 2002, http://www.rojoynegro.com

Missing you terribly, I'm afraid. Wondering how you're doing and if you miss me too.

Right after I posted that last entry, something was nagging me on my head. A thought surfaced just barely above conciousness and a memory of Hakim Bey's "The Obelisk" comes to mind regarding the current world situation. A quick perusal and here it is:

"The fact is that any map will fit any territory...given sufficient violence. Every ideology is complicit with every other ideology—given enough time (and rope). These complexes are nothing but unreal estate, properties to be stripped of assets, vampirized for imagery, propped up to keep the marks in line, manipulated for profit—but not taken seriously by grown-ups. For the adult of the species there remains nothing but the atomized sell of exchange, and the unlikely consolations of greed and power." - Hakim Bey "The Obelisk"

My pal Daryl is in the Netherlands and having a blast. I gave him a few pointers about places and bands to check out. He's having a blast so far. I *was* going to see Oscilador 4 and Solur, but I was *absorved* by "Noir". This book is full of puns and some black humor that you have to look for. The story is good and the scenario as far as I can tell is quite deranged. K.W. Jeter's imagination is really cool. Still reading it. Devouring and picturing every word, every little detail. I'm a pretty fast reader, but this book *forces* me to slow down and check every sentence, paragraph word. It's that good.

Tonight it's going to be interesting in several ways. Meanwhile, I got to get some stuff done.

It kills me that we celebrate Holy Week and in the Holy Land, Israelis and Palestinians are busy killing each other. If that's not a cosmic joke, I don't know what is.

Good Friday. What's so good about it, really? Most places here are closed. People flock the churches this weekend and in Christmas, then tell God to fuck off the rest of the year. Me? I'm a little more honest about it. I'm eating a Double Whopper with cheese, no mayo. Why? Because this is supposed to be a free country and Burger King is the only fast food joint sensible enough to open. I mean, in other countries it's business as usual. Sure, Jesus died, but I still had to go to class, go to work, take midterms and all that bull. But because here in PR, the Shining Star of The Caribbean, we have to be more religious than the Pope, everything shuts down. Besides, this is an excuse for people to get away to the beach, take the weekend off or give the finger to the rest of the world. Me? I'm eating this Whopper, reading "Noir" and getting ready to party tonight with Oscilador 4 and Solur (Panoptica).

Oh and antartica is the opening act for Icaro Azul's record release party on Hard Rock Cafe on the 18th.

"Jesus Died For Your Sins, But Not Mine" - Patty Smith (who has a cool boxed set out. I want it.)