Went to Summertramp, which is the pale imitation of Little Radio Summer Camp that still goes down south of downtown. Apparently in the year since I’ve last gone it’s become a gay party? The thing I envy about gay party dudes is as they go into their thirties they and their sexual partners just keep looking better and better.
DJ Magical - Rush Hour (Vinylgroover remix)
Johnny Go Mental - I Can Feel It
There are a few songs I first knew from the happy hardcore covers, Phil Collins’ In The Air Tonight was one of them. When I first heard the original I was like really, this slow?
Later I watched Miami Vice and made other connections.
I used to think that the whole idea of hitting someone on the head to affect their memory was just a cartoon trope. I suppose I wasn’t clever enough to notice something in the fact that every time I cracked my head really bad I got wicked deja vu.
Eventually I hit my head so hard once (tripping over my own legs playing soccer at summer camp, srsly) that I got amnesia. Anterograde and retrograde, for 6 hours or so. And I was like “huh, it really does work like soap operas” - I couldn’t remember who or where I was, but I knew how to cross the street and speak English and call home using 1-800-COLLECT to save on collect calls.
Tonight I was at the dojo, landed a takedown bad and banged my head pretty hard even through the pads. I got the deja vu, and then I just got this absolute overwhelming rush of multiple specific memories, sensations and trains of thought, that felt intensely familiar. And I was trying to figure out what I had been doing that I was remembering this from, but when I tried to pin it down it made no sense - no, it made half sense, fever sense, enough to implicate human agency in arranging it but falling short of coming together to actually be anything logical - and then I realized where I recognized this stuff from. I had, in that instant, all at once, recalled *all* my dreams from last night, or maybe the last few nights.
All of this insight came while I was still in the middle of a fight.
I was a little disappointed to find that the origin tumblr was not, in fact, themed around vintage anti-Hun sentiment.
So what’s left for our generation is clever curation so here’s an idea:
a database/metadata tag cloud of porn videos sorted by location
Sound Assassins - Like A Prayer
Sound Assassins was Vinylgroover and Trixxy. This is another song I first knew in happycore form. What can I say, my parents didn’t listen to contemporary pop in the ‘80s.
WHEN SHIT TURNS REAL, PEOPLE OPEN THEIR MOUTHS
