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Whats going on,you lot are not making me laugh or think or even groan! Am I getting cleverer or is this place just getting dumber? Please feel free to ridicule my new found superiority- peasants!

― kiwi, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

I don't know if youre lumping me in but lately I've been feeling the same......I've been way more cruel to the unoriginal/unfunny people on ILE/ILM, I'm fed up.......I always bang on about people that can't feel out a room yet are constantly baffled why they annoy or bore so many people.......the thing about ILX is that the smartest people are also too nice and encourage stale ass folks to stick around.....and they try to reason with the biggest simps who are obv too hardheaded to absorb anything that doesn't totally agree w them.....for what.....like today and the doomie thing....you got guys gently reasoning with a totally batshit stereotypical indie passion psycho like there's a point.......I'm like fuck it, I got an SNL tape to watch.

― Ramosi, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Never evah disrespect my crew, fewls. Peace to Ethansville where only the kool people intah-act about fists and wangalongs. And hey Anna Rose's the second coolest poster on ILE. Err, third after Ethan and Mark Shhhh. heh.

― nathalie, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

bin there dun that

― An Historian, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

"you got guys gently reasoning with a totally batshit stereotypical indie passion psycho like there's a point.......I'm like fuck it, I got an SNL tape to watch. " Excellent! gently taps his finger tips together... Now thats what Im talking about, this is what the lurkers and occasional contributors expect- raise the bar you lot!

― kiwi, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

It's only history repeating Mistah Zzzzzzz.

― nathalie / Shirley's Propellerhead, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

why don't you revive a thread you feel deserves attention? and I'm always willing to whack you with my foucault stick on request.

― Queen G, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

The bitter and evil part of me appreciates this thread greatly! But I guess I am too nice or something (dunno about smart, part of me feels pretty simplike).

― Ned Raggett, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

....why are you not watching the snl tape.....those passionate comedians....with a love of originality......why.....why .... oh why.....so cruel.....you be so smart.....

― doomie, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Who exactly are the deadwood here?

I can't say I'm ever really bothered.....but you might aswell name names if you're really concerned.

― Ronan, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

i don't really care, either, i felt like talking about music, not arguing. i put up some threads. now i'm leaving. got some snl to watch.

apathy is asexuality.

― doomie, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Somone needs to restate the 'not starting multiple threads' suggestion.

― bnw, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Doomie used...to post...just like Ramosi does now...and..it drove Mark S mad...y'know..with the words..then the three dots..I wonder if it still annoys Mark...

― Mitch Lastnamewithheld, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

sorry, that last post of mine was pointless. (am I killing ile?)

― Mitch Lastnamewithheld, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

(i'm a total newcomer to this list so excuse me for expressing a fucking opinion) it's really good to see, however, that even the places you think are open forums for opinion and debate aren't immune to the intellectual bootboys mewling that everyone doesn't think up to their level. congratulations fpr stripping another micron away from the thin veneer of my soul. love

― chris thorpe, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

HERE IT IS FOLKS, ILES REGULAR SELF ASSESSMENT THREAD.

Sorry of course if you find ILE is getting more boring or something you're perfectly entitled to that opinion. I just don't really see it.

― Ronan, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

this is all very clever coming from a bunch of people who have never made me laugh or think or even groan*.

(*with few exceptions. you may now go about deciding who they are.)

― jess, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

wild guess... the lurkers! what do I win?

― nathalie, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Les thought about all sorts of things as the train headed toward Canterbury. She remembered how her father had always warned her not to put her head out of a train window, and the awful stories of decapitation he’d described. Les had been filled with the image of a severed head whizzing past, and the headless corpse stuttering down the aisle, squirting blood over the shocked passengers. For a moment a flock of birds kept pace with the train before veering off to the left and landing on a lake. The past few days dissolved away as her mind raced from subject to subject. She tried to imagine the perfect day. One where everything goes right, where she’d wake up feeling happy and her body would feel light and the air would be electric with anticipation for the day. The kind of day where time doesn’t drag and nor does it fly. A day when she would live in the present and not think of ill anywhere; where even familiar things would seem new. In this perfect world, she was alone even though people were about, she would feel so small and insignificant and at the same time so alive.

The train rushed through a station, and Les snapped out of her daydreaming state. Only a few people stood on the platform, two teenage boys and a businessman. How strange to see a guy dressed like that at this time, in the middle of nowhere she thought, maybe he is a having an ellict affair and is just returning form a country hotel. Or maybe he’d just got off a train in the middle of nowhere, like in a Ray Bradbury short story she’d read, to randomly murder someone. Maybe in small town America but not in Kent, she reassured herself. Her carriage was empty except for an elderly couple, who sat a few places from Les. She could just about overhear their conversation, the old lady was talking about her daughters lazy good for nothing husband, the old guy would occasionally mutter a yes dear or I quite agree.

The sun had set, and the darkness turned the windows into mirrors. Les drifted, half asleep, half awake; it was still another 40 minutes to her destination. Her mind still raced with a multitude of thoughts and ideas. The whole drama of Dexter, Clive and the chefs played itself out in her head like a jerky old black and white movie. Chefs chasing after each other clutching meat cleavers, falling down man holes, walking into door frames Dexter and Clive jumping into a Laurel and Hardy card which promptly fell apart. The femme fatale trapping Dexter and luring him to his death. But that didn’t happen thought the concious part of Les. “Listen to Clive” was the frantic mantra from Dexter’s ghostly corpse, lying in the supermarket freezer. “Wake up miss!” The cleaner tapped Les’ shoulder, she awoke with a start…
“Dexter?”
“No I’m Barry. You’re at the end of the line”
“Oh…thanks” Les grabbed her bags and made for the door.

I never did finish my NANOWRIMO novel! Damn!

― jel --, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Write a sequel for this November.

― Ned Raggett, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

like I said jess ALL WE ASK IS THAT YOU BE A LITTLE GODDAMN ENTERTAINING

― Josh, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Spooky. Try re-reading jel's story with the voice of John Cale in your mind, w/ music à la "The Gift". That's entertainment.

― The Actual Mr. Jones, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

John Cale in your mind
I think I'll have some prozackackack now.

― nathalie, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Symptomatic. Have limited amount of easy topics. Have used them up. Throw away relationships. Start over again. Easier to find new relationships than new topics. Would sometimes just rather not talk.

― Kim, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

kim are you trying out for the next radiohead album?!?

― Josh, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

imagine that coming out of the guy on the "kicking, squealing" thread as he breaks up with his girlfriend who works at target's snack bar.

― jess, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

i cant believe this thread came full circle back to ramosi!!

― ethan, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Ouch, I bleed!

― Kim, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Really, it's just that it's Sunday, I'm almost hungover, tired and headachey and speaking in complete sentences seemed like too much effort. Not sure how that reminding you of Radiohead reflects on them, but I suspect it's not too well.

― Kim, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

obv the solution is to make ILE/ILM password-enabled, so only the uber-elite old guard can post whiny diatribes without any interference from new blood

― geeta, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

blimey what's got into you lot today? mitch that was true abt the dots (actually it was the lack of a space after them) right up until i said it out loud (i mean in print) at which point a magical wave of Feeling Foolish removed the problem

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

(viz doomie and ramosi are both cool by me punctuation-wise)

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Oh what the vishnu, I knew this would turn into some indignant wounded-puppy 'you elitist pigs' thing.....look, I am relatively new, circa geeta or thereabouts......I posted once to some Timbaland thread I googled and then took a long look around, about 2 days, before I cautiously posted again.......I mean I read some mark s, Josh and pinefox posts with the crazy lofty theorizing stuff and I knew that some areas of the board were just too smart for me to hang with yet, and it was best to sit back and try to learn a few things......thankfully I clocked plenty of clever rugged kids with bleeding-edge senses of humor I knew I could click with, and there I stayed.....there's this idea I'm working on about 'absorption' and how it is the leading cause of boring people on the net......like kids have gone through the most basic motions of being a music fan, found their scene, locked down their position, and can't be told a damn thing from then on, no absorption, and thus the unoriginal shit I can smell coming a mile off.......witness those guys that show up on ILM and clock the lofty pop-talk and say or imply that it's all pseudo-academic cult-crit wank (eg. that Gage-O guy) and it's worthless......that the people doing it are 1000000 times more skilled, reasoned and graceful at writing than they are doesn't seem to register at all if it offends their rote ass values.....I mean sometimes I don't agree with or understand at all what's being discussed on ILM, and sometimes I'm pretty sure it is wank, but if the delivery is that butter I figure I should shut up and try to absorb the good bits........now I snapped at doomie because he fulfills every stereotype I rattled off in Tom's Dylan thread about clone-ass indie passion whores....."don't diss anyone or any band, just exchange websites addys and band info and describe "burbling synths" all day, it will all be good".......it's the most empty simpleton criticism-immunization cliche ever......parallel with the 13 year old strippers on Jenny Jones that say "hate the game, not the player, you just jealous!" to anything they don't agree with........substitute playerhating with "soulless snipers trying to stifle our beautiful artistic urges" and you got the indie version, Dave Eggers bitchstyle......I mean you can't argue with either, right? you are heartless Hatorade no matter what.....I feel that anyone over the age of 18 using those copouts or saying something hella played or corny like the '(c)rap music' thing have shutoff their absorption and are thus fair game for the bozack, and that's why I went off on doomie (in addition to a grip of other shit.....this guy just tried to counter with ritalin and TV disses for farks sake)......shit, that's why I go off on anyone.

Mitch, I like you, but please tell me I'm hallucinating and your boy scout ass did not just try to son me or I will have to call up my uncle Lupo and tell him to cancel shipment on the underground Afghanistanimation edition of Akira, because I will truly have seen everything.

― Ramosi, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

(rule o'thumb: wiv me it's ALWAYS wank)

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

(ps -jel- owns every threads he has posted on today btw)

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

Ramosi hones this b-boy tho'. He's scary when he hits the stride. Like some sorta photographic memory, madsploitation, youth Don Delillo. Never a dry sentence/word. I wish he was my friend, thas all ahm sayin. PS wiv mark s it is always WANK *winkaroo*. I awlways write e- mails to you mark but I never send them; I just think it'd be pointless - they're always asking to explain something 'n stuff an I know ye can do that Formal Writing, neat Sentences, Mr Indie Kid No Contractions, but that lose some o' the vigour o yr posts... So yeh I never e-mail ye but I should. Definitely the biggest influence on my posts.

PS Absorption: OTM! Was heading that way myself, see my blog for some thorts. (Shameful!)

― david h, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

"Afghanistanimation edition of Akira": I genuflect before thee!

― david h, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

in agreement with ramosi here with the substitute playerhating with "soulless snipers trying to stifle our beautiful artistic urges" and you got the indie version thing, and the lack of 2 way full duplex shit with some people. i give that stuff too much slack now cuz its a war i can't be bothered to fight

i mean, you checked the historians 2 threads, above, though right? sometimes i just end up thinking 'this is pointless', some people like to talk at you, not to you, so now, with those kind of people, i just tend to indulge them, they ain't listening anyway. "A wise man told me don't argue with fools Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who"...

― gareth, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

indulge me MORE gareth: where is my m/g bros tape, eh??

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

tape heh: where's me zimmerframe and quill pen forsooth also, odsbod

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

not indulging you mark (as you well know - now every fucker is going to think i'm only, like, indulging them - thats what you get for making posts like that. i make my bed, i aint got lie in it though).

you out on wednesday? if so, i'll bring it then. its actually my taped copy (out of islington north library, something kinda apt about that), because i didn't get round to copying it for you, and now i haven't got like a stereo or anything. you should see my place in kentish town. i got, like, a sleeping bag, a towel, a bag of clothes and an iain sinclair book. feeling like an albanian conscript on day release till i look out the window and see the grime (y'ever noticed how ungrimy the south balkans looks on tv? its more, like, dusty...

so, anyway, i'll bring that on wednesday, its probably got some embarrassing crap on the other side, *checks tape* (i'm in the north at the minute - thats why i'm able to be posting this.) - its pauls boutique, ah well...

― gareth, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

no i'm in wales on wed gareth

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

and no hurry, it was just a gag really (as YOU well know heehee) => doomie reminded me with his thread on the new one just a-comin

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

they are in wales=they are teaching pixies how to fly=they are Ed

― gareth, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

wed = short for wiv ed

― mark s, Sunday, 12 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)

six years pass...

damn hippies

― Timezilla vs Mechadistance (blueski), Sunday, 18 January 2009 00:54 (sixteen years ago)

― chemosobby (latebloomer), Sunday, 18 January 2009 01:51 (sixteen years ago)

lolz hyooj michelle shocked poster in the background

"i'm watching you, nirvana"

― 909090909 Rivethed Brikkchin Reverk now DANZ (Mackro Mackro), Sunday, 18 January 2009 02:09 (sixteen years ago)

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