Meat Beat Manifesto - Subliminal Sandwich

Plexus is fire

what a world. voice. that of a rodent. i'm hanging out with some fucking dub guy who keeps saying us just hanging out is sound innovation. for a long time i thought he was saying "standing ovation." fucking mental. later he tells me he works as a liquidator. an originator. a fucking assassinator. [lion roar]. there's a fucking nuclear bomb ep that was never even released. some one close to jack once told me "electric people" is cut from an 8 hour jam. anyway, i'm on like 6 vicodin. this guy is telling me 1979 is so sublime. how sublime? so sublime it's a crime. that's v sublime innit. he's stuck there. back in time. but then this broad is saying she can design future worlds. which way should i go. i've set the tone controls as instructed on the jacket. i'm 6 to 8 feet from the speakers. i will not readjust. i will not readjust. i'm on 7 vicodin. i'm drinking a cup of water, one of those cups from the bathroom, like a plastic one. i'm wearing flannel boxers. pink and black. i'm in love. she wants my love so she can kill. wtf. she's fucking unreal, man. a bunch of dudes are stuttering. "uh uh,,,uhhh...uuhhh." world. domination. enterprise. there's a 50s looking guy with a briefcase sitting in a hotel with lasers shooting into his head. actually, this whole thing feels weirdly 50s. i'm now carry grant and this is the psychedelic vision of north by northwest. i'm not kaplan. i'm not thornhill. fbi? cia? the government doesn't know my name. none of that. i'm just hanging from my earlobes burning with fucking ecstasy. i'm at some beatnik cafe watching a guy play an upright bass. i can experience anything i've ever dreamed of. this is the lucid dream of the illuminati founded by an obscure professor in a crumbling bavarian university without purpose. without design. this is addiction. this is cancer. all of that is a drag, so why not drop it?

you say they only chant for an hour

we don't chant

thats the closest thing to an alco album review I've had in awhile.

That was delicious.

thx alco baby

  On 1/28/2016 at 6:45 AM, delet... said:

I like drunk dr. better when he's terrible dancing. This earnest hipster transition to the latest decade of remeberence du jour from 80s to 90s, lorl.

 

personally and perennially for me it's all about the 1890s, nocturnes up in tha hissy boiy. The art, the fashion, what a time to remember whilst half cut on a message board.

what an absolute git this fellow is.

  On 6/29/2017 at 6:40 PM, Alcofribas said:

what a world. voice. that of a rodent. i'm hanging out with some fucking dub guy who keeps saying us just hanging out is sound innovation. for a long time i thought he was saying "standing ovation." fucking mental. later he tells me he works as a liquidator. an originator. a fucking assassinator. [lion roar]. there's a fucking nuclear bomb ep that was never even released. some one close to jack once told me "electric people" is cut from an 8 hour jam. anyway, i'm on like 6 vicodin. this guy is telling me 1979 is so sublime. how sublime? so sublime it's a crime. that's v sublime innit. he's stuck there. back in time. but then this broad is saying she can design future worlds. which way should i go. i've set the tone controls as instructed on the jacket. i'm 6 to 8 feet from the speakers. i will not readjust. i will not readjust. i'm on 7 vicodin. i'm drinking a cup of water, one of those cups from the bathroom, like a plastic one. i'm wearing flannel boxers. pink and black. i'm in love. she wants my love so she can kill. wtf. she's fucking unreal, man. a bunch of dudes are stuttering. "uh uh,,,uhhh...uuhhh." world. domination. enterprise. there's a 50s looking guy with a briefcase sitting in a hotel with lasers shooting into his head. actually, this whole thing feels weirdly 50s. i'm now carry grant and this is the psychedelic vision of north by northwest. i'm not kaplan. i'm not thornhill. fbi? cia? the government doesn't know my name. none of that. i'm just hanging from my earlobes burning with fucking ecstasy. i'm at some beatnik cafe watching a guy play an upright bass. i can experience anything i've ever dreamed of. this is the lucid dream of the illuminati founded by an obscure professor in a crumbling bavarian university without purpose. without design. this is addiction. this is cancer. all of that is a drag, so why not drop it?

good post folks

<3

  On 12/8/2016 at 2:49 AM, Alcofribas said:

there isn't a record better than this.

 

-Alco

  On 5/22/2018 at 1:59 PM, dr lopez said:

  On 12/8/2016 at 2:49 AM, Alcofribas said:

there isn't a record better than this.

 

-Alco

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fuck. now i have to listen to it again and get sad about everything else

Looooooong periods ofTIEEEEEEM

(eons niBBas)

thinking about that hour-long electric people and crying tears of unrealized joy

  On 9/18/2021 at 7:49 AM, dr lopez said:

thinking about that hour-long electric people and crying tears of unrealized joy

been thinking about this for so many years. it’s devastating 

This was an album I lent out and never got back. Very, very annoying. Need to spin this again, and find a copy.  

I think I finally located the last of the b-sides & versions for this album last year, lol

where are they

  On 9/25/2021 at 10:23 PM, dr lopez said:

where are they

provide them

  On 9/25/2021 at 11:04 PM, Extralife said:

  On 9/25/2021 at 10:23 PM, dr lopez said:

where are they

Yes plz.  

Left em at my cousin’s friend’s house. Right between his balls.

what the fuck kind of tease is that

  On 9/25/2021 at 4:22 AM, Rubin Farr said:

I think I finally located the last of the b-sides & versions for this album last year, lol

I can list them if you guys really want 

tell your cousin's friend we're going to smack his balls until the trax fall out, like presents from an xmas tree.