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Saturday, May 8, 2010

Strangley enough, Marylin Mansons old music always makes me so happy


Probably because I've always listened to him with my big brother when it was on the radio. When I was older and able to purchase my own music, I spent an entire summer with my best friend Jake and my love chunk Kris. That summer was spent wandering the streets till all hours of the night, sleeping under trees and in Jakes basement room during the day. It was the summer my mother allowed me to dye my hair black and I was allowed to stay out till one. A summer of stolen kisses between Kris and I, of night games with the neighborhood kids, of getting up early to go haul Jake out of bed just to lay around and fall asleep again. The summer we toilet papered six or seven houses on our own block. Always with Manson on as the soundtrack to our summer. Except for one night, one night it was "Fountain of Youth" by the Butthole Surfers. Seriously, Jakes parents were out of town and we threw open all the doors and blasted it over and over again. Haha. One day I will make Jake come see us for a week and we will wander the streets, listen to music, and drink too much coffee.
And I will be happy again for a little while.

I slept with a poster of this man above my bed for years. I still have it, I still am madly in love with Manson, but I can't stand his last cd. Like really I hate it, I blame Evan Rachel Wood. She's ruining him. I can't believe they're getting married. Seriously Manson? Now you're just a gross old man instead of an amazingly creepy sex god. Oh well, I will always love you for Antichrist Superstar, Golden Age of Grotesque and All American Family. For those you will still be worshiped as my god.

"1996"

anti choice
anti girl
I am the anti-flag unfurled
anti white and anti man
I got the anti-future plan
anti fascist
anti mod
I am the anti-music god
anti sober
anti whore
there will never be enough of anti more
I can't believe in the things
that don't believe in me
now it's your turn to see misanthropy
anti people now you've gone too far
here's your antichrist superstar
anti money
anti hate
anti things I fucked and ate
anti cop
anti fun
here is my anti-president gun
anti Satan
anti black
anti world is on my back
anti gay and anti dope
I am the faggot anti-pope


anti peace
anti life
anti husband, anti wife
anti song and anti me
I don't deserve a chance to be

1 comment:

MedSchoolWife said...

Haha my sister had the same poster above her bed.