Strumpie posted:

this is the music i'm listening to at the moment.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTonGqnbiZw

if you listen to lots of music please share but i will judge you harshly if it's bad.

Star Me Kitten posted:

Is the no fun thing a choice? I don’t have much fun these days myself. Music? Most recently Elliot Smith.. Big Thief. I liked that Julia Jacklin song. Pretty.

Strumpie posted:

i started dying when i was 16 if you want to get technical but I pretty much dropped dead on August 31st, 2013 and since then i'm not present in reality so my existence is very much joy, departed.

this is favourite Elliot Smith song. when it comes to music i'm very receptive to lyrics and anything where it's clear the musician is personally invested. i'm an empathy vampire because it's the only way i can feel.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4iYinvmNBO8

e: purple
ee: never heard of Big Thief, listening to 'Not' rn

bradzilla posted:

Star Me Kitten posted:

I only like a few Big Thief songs. I just found Big Thief through a friend. I like folk & folk/indie because the lyrics are a little more complex like poetry (and I am into creative writing) and the musicians seem emotionally connected to the songs. Like Brighteyes? Bob Dylan?

Purple is a deep color. Deep emotion, but heady--lofty ideas.

Do you want to elaborate on the dying thing? I feel like its very personal, and I don't want to pry, but it was sad. I thought maybe you wanted to share? Or maybe I can cheer you up...

What is an empathy vampire?

Strumpie posted:

i tend to avoid things that push too far into folk. hypocritical because listen to a lot of rock adjacent things with folk-rock being a big one (and more than a few folk artists).
i get the desire for poetry, some artists are just poets in disguise and i read a lot of poetry although i'm very critical of many poets and i loathe poetry myself despite being a prolific writer of it.

if you mean the band, Brighteyes, then this is my favourite song of theirs too.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zn_YkDZ1bZM

i don't prescribe any sort of significance to colours. no horoscopes, no tarots. i like purple because it was the favourite colour of someone i love and now it reflects me too, but i did not choose it. i often dream purple but i don't think it means anything.
although, i have heard "Deep emotion, but heady--lofty ideas" ascribed to me before.

my emotional death is a topic far too large and cumbersome for this thread whilst simultaneously being quite trite and pithy. i don't need a friend, or a therapist, i've long known who i am and what it means to me now; no need for a saviour.
an empathy vampire is two words i put together to describe a generalised behaviour that you could understand. as in, i feed on the empathy of others akin to a vampire.

i know i have shared enough to make it seem like i'm fishing for input but in truth i simply don't fear my past so I readily express it if relevant.
i don't really have any questions for you because i don't want a friend. i want to stay alone. again posts in the thread would seem hypocritical, if posts in this thread were to mean anything.

chaos and pretension reign, etc, etc.

Star Me Kitten posted:

I write some poetry myself. Brighteyes is a long time favorite of mine. Fevers and Mirrors was mind blowingly good. That's when I found him. I just described what I feel from that color; I don't prescribe any meaning to it myself.

I respect what you are saying. I didn't want to pry or anything; I just didn't know how to respond, but I wanted to be nice about it.

Like I mentioned, this is an experiment. Analyze it how you will. I think it is interesting to see how it plays out (if it does at all). I think you are an interesting poster. I am open to keep talking if you are.

Strumpie posted:

yeah i'm real fascinating, can't wait to hear what i have to say.

bradzilla posted:

fart

Star Me Kitten posted:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E_jWcIDqXq0

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For someone who has undergone an emotional death, you have quite a good taste for beautifully composed emotional music.

clammy posted:

where are the cool poster

Daikloktos posted:

Whats a good way to seem cool on my next account

Strumpie posted:

listening to music, writing and dreaming are the only things available to me. these songs are my emotions.
besides, i haven't always done it alone. i've had beautiful people like you to expand my world.

i didn't used to devout myself to these things, it is born out of necessity to fill a mind. idle moments are unbearable for me now and invite madness.
so i listen to music at all times unless i can preoccupy myself equally. even as i sleep. it used to stop my nightmares but that luxury has long been lost to me.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AGICFCqGyaE

i understand more now with that Lana Del Rey song about your appreciating longer form poetry. i'm often satisfied with aphorism, a hollow bon mot and a rhyming couplet.
my relationship with poetry is complicated.

clammy posted:

welp, how's it going Daikloktos?

Daikloktos posted:

Fantastic, actually. Been posting less the past week and re engaging with some hobbies I'd put aside.

Clicking through your history I never realized you posted around so widely. It's nice you're willing to validate the grey forums, I get worried how balkanized the community is.

Star Me Kitten posted:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G8coOFGTguo

I spend my time similarly lately. I love writing. & I relate to you about music. Something similar to this just came up in another thread actually. I love what music does for me.

Are you a fan of Ezra Pound? His personal leanings aside, I think his imagist poetry is pretty ok speaking of aphorism. I am partial to modernist works in general, though; however, I read more fiction than poetry.

But, I like both minimalism and maximalism in writing--from Carver or William Carlos Williams to DFW or Ginsberg.



e: I sleep with the TV on lately, but I have vowed to myself to fall asleep listening to an audiobook or music one day soon!

quote:

Once, if I recall correctly, my life was a feast where all hearts opened, and all wines flowed.
One evening I sat Beauty upon my knees.
I found her bitter
I insulted her
I fought against justice. I fled.
To misery, to hate, it is to you I entrusted my heart.
I made all hope and humanity vanish in my mind.
I took joy in strangling it with the deft leap of a ferocious beast.
I appealed to my executioners, as I perished, to bite their own rifles.

I called forth plagues, to choke me with sand and blood.
Misfortune was my god, I lay in the mud, I dried myself in the scene of the crime.
I played some good tricks when I was mad, and spring gave me the dreadful laugh of an idiot.

But lately, I've found myself on the verge of making one last joke.
I dreamt of searching for the key to that ancient feast, where I might gain my appetite once again.
Kindness is the key. This insight proves I have been dreaming.

"You're a hyena still!" exclaimed the demon who crowned me with sweet flowers.
"Earn death with your appetite; your egotism, all the deadly sins."
I took too much.

But, dear Satan, I beg you.
While you await my few cowardly little deeds,
you who loves the absence of descriptive or instructive faculties in a writer, for you,
I tear off these few hideous pages from my diary of a damned soul.

clammy posted:

i feel like it used to be back in the day but it's less so now due to depopulation

Daikloktos posted:

It's like when I talk to my elderly coworkers in my small rural town and they'll tell me about all these families and institutions that barely exist anymore. I'm glad I get to experience that sort of thing on internet forums so hopefully I'll be less lost in my old age when my community moves on into the future without me.

clammy posted:

it was fun but also there was a fascistic flavor to it that made it also kind of suck

Daikloktos posted:

Well those will likely also be useful lessons to the future

Linux Pirate posted:

I don't think there's a buddy for me ITT

ShortyMR.CAT posted:

buddddddddddddyyyyyyyy

Strumpie posted:

i have found epic poetry unfulfilling. i've read Dante's 'Divine Comedy' and Keat's 'Hyperion' so the thought of reading 'The Cantos' is unappealing. especially as many remain unfinished or uneven. I'm more receptive to poem in prose like Rimbaud's 'A Season in Hell' but even that degrades rapidly in quality. i think not being able to read (not well enough, at least) the original Tuscan or French detracts from those a lot, but still. if you have something in particular you want to share that isn't 116 sections long, i would read it.

i'm not concerned with the political views or even individual actions of the artists i appreciate since i've yet to meet someone who wasn't both beautiful and flawed. not to mention once i consume their art it becomes mine so i experience no moral dilemma in that sense.
it helps i do not venerate or idolise anything or anyone. nothing is sacred to me.

i'll leave you with the introduction to 'Une Saison en Enfer' i translated and interpreted myself. it's not 'technically' correct, but it's mine.


(i'm very much enjoying Modest Mouse, thank you)

titties posted:

I'm gonna fuckin post all over you

Linux Pirate posted:

Bring it the gently caress on, buddy.

bradzilla posted:

titties posted:

Please tell me how you feel about the following:

Catsup
The cooking of steak
Chili beans
Mayonnaise
Acceptable pizza toppings

titties posted:

Thank you for being my friend