Whaaa: an Australian invasion this Friday in Sofia. Awaesome noise-production to follow at 8th Ball.

Passenger of Shit, Justice Yeldham, and... Gokkun!

Here is one of the acts of Passenger of Shit, part of the line-up:

Passenger Of Shit VS Dysphemic - When The Shit Hits The Fans

Tracklisting:

dnld: http://rapidshare.de/files/39735340/Passenger_Of_Shit_vs._Dysphemic_-_When_The_Shit_Hits_The_Fans.rar.html

Current Mood: working

The role of the signifier here is of no crucial importance because it is already thought of and accounted for. The Depression, then, is the stage where the complex in question is in its sepulchre and there is no possibility to revive, hence all the conditions of speaking for this problems are eviscerated nearly the way the conditions for speaking of fascisms are eviscerated, while the media nowadays sadistically ask the Academia to do a little favour to the already death societies of control (and their suicidal tendencies) that in fact no longer exist as societies and not even as tribal economies, but as mass-killers of truth. Accordingly, the fascisized publicity feels a huge responsibility to be on the TV and to speak of the problems enounced by people that do not care about the very same problems announced: hence their denouncing. That is why there is no wonder that both the Academia and Societies (of control, control, control) are now mutually disappointed and depressed by each other while ascribing responsibility to the allegedly autonomous Academias through the S/M of dispersive and spectacular fake know-hows of living. - The sepulchre for the complex-in-question is there. The complex-in-question is named and suffocated, stuffed in the sepulchre that is out of question. The sepulchre and the fascist there speak to the dead societies of control form the very same sepulchre. If the complex-in-question inside the sepulchre is alive or not, is not to be thought of.

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