necrosis

From an early age I've had what I'd consider to be a finely-tuned bullshit detector. You know, it's the kind of thing that goes off in your head like the most grating alarm clock when you see or hear something that flies in the face of all things decent and/or based in reality. But now I find myself wanting more. In the last week I've detected so much bullshit from so many different directions that I can't help but think I've simply overlooked this kind of stuff in the past. Maybe I'm getting more critical of the world around me, something that I personally welcome.

The great thing about this is that a short while ago moments such as these would be the ones I'd take personally. But now I know it's nothing to punish myself over.

I am very, very keen to talk to venues and get this weekly/monthly/whatever chiptune night underway. I've recently found a treasure trove of music I hadn't heard before that would give me a big enough collection to get this underway. For the people unfamiliar with this music, I'll direct you to these web pages - electronic music of all types composed with hacked game console sound chips, or emulators of such. In other words, it fucking rules, and I'm pretty sure if I promoted the hell out of it people would come out for it.

Blueline Medic tomorrow, Dillinger Escape Plan soon after, and Ampere at the end of the month. So psyched.