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Re: Underworldlive version 3.0 thread
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Re: Underworldlive version 3.0 thread
There's been no comment on the new hand-drawn style in Karl's diaries?
Drawing fake mustaches on Rick & Darren must be fun work indeed ![]() Also I like how the text is inseparable from the images now. Just one cohesive unit. I really like to save all these for future inspiration... |
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Re: Underworldlive version 3.0 thread
Does anyone know if there is an ETA for "online only releases" becoming available for purchase again? I missed them the first time around, and am eagerly waiting to get them.
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Re: Underworldlive version 3.0 thread
hey you think we've been asked enough to opine re: writing about love?
simply put, i dont. it either tritely boils down to the millions of small things that supposedly form this nucleus of intimacy or it's hopelessly vague; using made up words and tenuously stringing things together in an uninformative mash of adjectives and hand gestures. it's people like jacques brel who write about love, among other things, that sees and feels things so perceptively, and finagles the language so well to express it, that i'm actually extremely envious of it. but whenever i try i think of what i react most strongly to with the person i love: the mild frustration that they're so grateful for something that i would always do for them, the fact that i can't think of anything i wouldnt do for them, those moments when you're talking where you feel that you understand so completely what they're saying about what they want, hope for, need, distrust, hate, aspire to... that conversation devolves into a series of "yeah"s, after which i apologize and explain my excitement on something agreed that is both important *and* nuanced, whenever i feel that i can actually help someone i love in a meaningful way... the feeling that i dont need to give everything i have, that i just need to give myself... when you can happily call it 'fucking' instead of 'making love'... then i try to look behind that and see what drives it, and if possible look behind that too, until i can make something out of a tangled mess that goes deeper than what's 'real' then it fails. so i stopped trying and just accepted it and knew it was happily percolating in my soul, keeping me whole and healthy. edit: obviously its limited to interpersonal stuff because that's the kind that keeps me in ways more fundamental than type of work or music or *things*. that's a one-sided deal that you have to keep for yourself and use to love other people with. Last edited by dubman; 12-22-2007 at 03:17 AM. |
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