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HempI’ve made it clear a couple of times around here about how I feel about the legalization of hemp and marijuana (industrial, medical, recreational). Still feel as strongly as ever about that. I might also add that I believe that all people incarcerated for marijuana related crimes should be immediately released. And to add insult to injury, to the Narcotics Anonymous community and the FDA, I don’t think marijuana is a drug and as such needs to be re-categorized. On top of that, as if my mouth wasn’t big enough, to claim to be addicted to it, is an insult to those who have real physical addictions. Pot is legal in the neighboring state of Colorado, a tempting fact, and apparently it is causing problems here in Kansas. In this article, “Some Western Kan. Counties Feeling Brunt of Colo Pot Laws”, Kansas law enforcement is wining about all the extra expense caused policing folx coming into Kansas with weed. What a colossal waste of time! These fucks are so busy doing this shit, while real crime goes on (whatever real crime is). I’m a weird the sort. When a person has a cigarette on TV I feel like having a cigarette. Likewise, I now feel like a big bong hit (and I haven’t poked smot in about 13 years)…
SOOM T & DISRUPT – ROLL IT

f.jpgI was exposed to porn at way too young of an age, I want to say 8 or 9. My neighbor Victor’s parents had those short 8mm films and a projector. I remember all too well the one with the horse and the nun (how is that a turn on?). Probably scarred me, as jacked up as my concepts of sexuality and sensuality are. My first full length porn, a few year later was Deep Throat. The thing I remember best about that flick, other than Linda Lovelace’s shaved coochie (her sexual talents didn’t hit me until college), was the music. God that was some classic timely shit, get your 70s groove on…
Deep Throat – Theme Song
I found the whole soundtrack at the Sourdough Blog, but just in case that disappears, find it HERE

I have NEVER liked Genesis or Phil Collins, absolute distaste, but the new Industrially enlightened me, found this song to be quite interesting…Genesis – Mama

Keeping with Industrial enlightenment…Throbbing Gristle – Discipline (1980)

SBx2Steve Buscemi!!! Definitely one of my favorite actors. Couldn’t stop looking at this trippiness for a while…

Was, not so randomly looking through records at Discogs and ran across the Haunted House – The Skinhead Sevens Boxset, a collection of represses of some very rare late 60s/early 70s Jamaican Skinhead music. The boxset itself is quite expensive, but nothing compared to the original 7″s. I found it for download HERE and of course, if that disappears you can get it HERE. The hit on this thing…
Claudette And The Corporation – Skinheads A Bash Them
…AND, found another like minded collection called Dancehall 69. 40 Skinhead Reggae Rarities

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Sadistic Exploits – Anarchy for Freedom 7″

-Was doing some hunting down of various records and ran across this, which I’d never heard.  It features Robbie Holland, who would later move to San Francisco and be a mover and shaker in A State Of Mind and Mind Matter Records. Their only vinyl output, released in 1982, it’s some good anarcho punky hardcore. I don’t have a copy of it, the rip is from Dr Drunk Ruins it For Everyone

Freedom
Apathy

There’s a bunch of clips from a show they played at a place called Abe’s way back on 12/15/84 that you can find at freedomhasnobounds. Below is one of those clips that I found interesting as it’s a cover of the Mob’s “Witch Hunt”…

Soom T – Boom Shiva

Don’t consider myself a hip hop guy, but good music and talent are just that, nothing more, nothing less. My newest discovery…moving vocals, groovable production, appropriate theme for what I’m feelnig right now…

[Verse 1]
When we pull into the last stop in for the final time
We can get loud and try to find the diamonds rising to the sky
Get ready for dying ready for the next trial to abide by
Unafraid of time coming to the end of the next line
We bring the love all bring it to all hearts and mind
We preach to be kind try to make people come and unite
In the fight fight fight to be, to think
To teach them all to live their life right
Let’s see it and then to the kingdom we rise

[Hook]
And the ganja, say ya praise for the one
When he hand ya – Say Boom Shiva
Spreading the law within the land, ya
Equanimity, like Rama Sita together burning reefer

[Verse 2]
For the good win, yeah for the good fight yes for the good they try
As for the good know why that like a good riddim we let it ride
Spread the knowledge of the most high, most holy and wise
While we strike a gold riddim, make a sound for the nation
Not give to be given just a love for the human race and
Respect body and mind – turn from the wicked bad kind
And let me see you to a domination light

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Leave many truth buried in the ground; truth flowing from a fountain
Left in a cave hiding up a mountain, with a record of my sound and
Mungo’s Soundsystem, bass bins to make a din
When the future man find them to hear us nasty like riddim
Re-invent electricity, get the needle in the rim
Get the deck spinning while they all are listening and wondering
“What are we hearing? Is this the voice of God left for the children?”
So we don’t start warring all over again

[Hook]

[Verse 4]
I go recording on sunny islands
Cutting them diamonds, vinyl diamonds spinning, riding
I’m a happy face unless someone smokes my supply
And forgets to press record before I’ve finished spitting on the riddim
I get faster, as the waves always get fatter
Like a ship about to blast up, take and strip away the matter
To a sound that seldom matters without bass abacadabra

[Hook]

Strap & Peach – Yucky

tripped out LiamMy tripped out son…Him and Strap rolling along, churning out more beats and rhymes. More catchiness, hookin’ you into their adventures. I don’t know where they find the time to create, dealing with life and busy educating themselves (and now educating me on the finer points of groovin’) . This newest installment, their 5th song as Strap & Peach, still has that stoney vibe, but I think this is the nastiest outing yet, my wife would call it “smut”.  I know where Peach got it, growing up with me on the prowl for hotties, now his generation is taking it to the next level…