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Well, at least Santa Claus is, you know, real. I mean everyone can kill an abstract philosophical construct. But to kill bloody Santa? Now that's a job for a bad mother****er, If I do say so myself. And I do.

Why isn't it art, Hades?

Last 5, Fela Kuti - Black Man's Cry Morphine - I'm Free Now Dangerdoom - Benzie Box (Featuring Cee-Lo) The Beatles - Glass Onion (****ing Fantastic) Gnarls Barkley - Feng Shui This has to be one of the most wonderful commercially successful albums in years. Danger Mouse, hell, The Grey Album was inspiring as well. Patton's Version of Pop Music, Peeping Tom, hasn't been doing all that great in the charts*, right? I mean, I think it's Ipecac best selling record, but I was kinda hoping for more. That Raconteurs single was pretty okay, anyone listen to the whole album? *Okay, this is like a totally bat**** crazy exaggeration, I was just sort of hoping for quick fame. Top 200 listing isn't bad at all.

*Ahem* Post was never edited. And if you're wondering why and I'm sure you are, been doing it cause it feels good and it's addictive, sort of like a pair of sweaty beef curtains on speed or watching primates doing it on Cable TV via man-made Belgian condoms, hands tightly squeezing my lower body regions. Yeah. Timelife Channel. My life's one big episode.

Look at that! See, it's you bringing them fancy logic and intellectualizing in Llyranor's thread! Making a mockery of all that he stands for, how dare you, Archie, how dare you?!

I pasted the whole article. http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20060609/od_nm/...ny_sausage_dc_1

I'm lame and have nothing to add to the discussion at hand except Visual Kei bull****. I'm thinking his post is some kind of Gabrielle parody. I've got a hunch the original term was Goth, then again, I know ****. Can't even write in the morning. This post has been edited by Llyranor: Today, 07:01 AM

Now, now, not everyone can have images of grandiose awesomeness in their sigs. But it is a worthy cause. I suggest you search for more inspiring pics. Out of the two, go with the second one.

Eagerly awaiting them. You're right about the lack of strength. Both you and Steve make pretty convincing cases. Now, what I really like about the last paragraph are the 3 adverbs. Suppose I do this: Eh? It seems kinda dishonest to The Narrator. And he doesn't fancy that. He's more of an honorable kind of guy. Now, why would I do that? Hell, under various circumstances, I'd even recite a prayer with you. Got some free time so I'll try doing a vignette for that TOMBS thread. It may or may not have something to do with administering sausages.

Gnarls Barkley - The Boogie Monster. Shut up.

The Hanson Brothers - The Last Canadian Boy (In The NHL)

Are we truly debating the paradoxical nature of a Japanese-centric lifestyle or its enduring effects on the Western psyche? The key word here, my friends, is Japanese. Say it out loud. In the mirror. See how the world reacts. Do not worry. Worries are for pussies and sissies. Instead reflect on the consequences such words breed. For every time you pronounce the word "Japanese", God kills a Fetus. That said, I present you: Gothic Lolita. Yes, that is a man.

The single greatest human being alive. My mind is made up. Only Miike can be considered a badder mother****er. Watched the ending to Zatoichi

Kris Kristofferson - Best of all Possible Worlds And for all you speed freaks, here's a Buddy Rich Solo.

Beheaded man's father: Revenge breeds revenge

Is there, Eldar? In this thread alone I see nothing but hate. Outside I hear both Christian and Muslim warmongers spreading animosity and prejudice. I see two sides, Eldar, both as wrong, both as blind. By calling for the death of killers we risk becoming murderers ourselves. There is not enough kindness in this world, Eldar. We've lost it, we've wasted it, we've grown up and found ourselves at odds with the big bad world, different, distinctive. And it is that discrepancy that crushes the goodness in man, Eldar. Hatred is born out of our differences and through them it continues to exist. Also, Lucius: M-A-R-T-Y-R-D-O-M

Secret Chiefs 3 - Mera Pyar Shalimar Yes, I'm in an Avant-garde mood. Shut it.

Glenn Branca - The World Upside Down - First Movement (The Temple of Venus, Part I)

Wonder if we couldn't find a better classification for his music. Something like Noise Classical. Yeah, there's a strong no-wave influence in there. Here's a review for his Symphony 13, Mike Watt was present. It's always great seeing the man and his work. I'd much prefer hearing it though. There are some samples on Branca's website but not enough to form an opinion.

That would depend on how similar the images are to one another. A perfect identical copy is hard to make by hand. If not impossible. But if the artist puts his soul in said painting I am willing to call it art. As long as he is as well. "Good Art" Now there's a subjective term!

I'm not. I'm glad he's out of the picture of course. But this is just another pointless martyrdom. There are plenty of heads on this beast. And they'll grow angrier and angrier until they are no more. And now, as I sit here looking at this man's dead body, I doubt there's enough kindness in our world to halt such monsters.

if I take a piece of canvas and have a fan about 10 feet away and I start emptying cans of paint into the space between the fan and the canvas and, thusly, end up with something that has about 300 orbs and lines on it of different colors, have I just produced art? <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Was it your goal to produce something creative, something stimulating or even stale, did you put your hopes, your dreams and that little part of your persona I call the soul in it? Then why not? Art is not some ugly 500 year old dame on a musty dried-up canvas. Art is our collective soul, mankind's creative urge. It's war and it's passion and it's peace and spirituality. It has no limit and no boundary. It might not even need a creator. A simple idea might suffice. Pointless narrow-minded elitism is art's greatest foe.

And if his purpose is to entertain the audience, is it no longer art?

Ha Ha. I want the thread starter's definition of art. Out of curiosity really. Art is subjective. I for one consider my phallus to be nature's most beautiful artwork. Suppose. Greatness lies in the details. Art in the soul.