Noise Dude Enemy List

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unloved because we don't have you, jess?!?!?

jess has emo roots = i cannot hate him

dog latin's a chicago footwork bro, too iirc. idk i just always see these really long posts by him and whenever i read them it always launching into these hammy overwrought monologue, so i guess he's my enemy. kind of like a british contenderizer?

2005 man-dee was a bit sad

2013 amateurist doens't seem drastically different

how does one become a noise dude enemy? I see have failed to qualify so far.

i kno what you mean, i can't read the guy's posts either. xp to flopson

i should finally keep all this shit to myself and deal with it though because i actually like almost everyone here including gr8080, dog latin, and NA, and would much rather interact based on that fact than carp on someone's posting style as a defensive shithole move...

yeah bit of a cheap shot. i'm on the market for enemies tho

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Six Young Men

The celluloid of a photograph holds them well -
Six young men, familiar to their friends.
Four decades that have faded and ochre-tinged
This photograph have not wrinkled the faces or the hands.
Though their cocked hats are not now fashionable,
Their shoes shine. One imparts an intimate smile,
One chews a grass, one lowers his eyes, bashful,
One is ridiculous with cocky pride -
Six months after this picture they were all dead.

All are trimmed for a Sunday jaunt. I know
That bilberried bank, that thick tree, that black wall,
Which are there yet and not changed. From where these sit
You hear the water of seven streams fall
To the roarer in the bottom, and through all
The leafy valley a rumouring of air go.
Pictured here, their expressions listen yet,
And still that valley has not changed its sound
Though their faces are four decades under the ground.

This one was shot in an attack and lay
Calling in the wire, then this one, his best friend,
Went out to bring him in and was shot too;
And this one, the very moment he was warned
From potting at tin-cans in no-man’s land,
Fell back dead with his rifle-sights shot away.
The rest, nobody knows what they came to,
But come to the worst they must have done, and held it
Closer than their hope; all were killed.

Here see a man’s photograph,
The locket of a smile, turned overnight
Into the hospital of his mangled last
Agony and hours; see bundled in it
His mightier-than-a-man dead bulk and weight:
And on this one place which keeps him alive
(In his Sunday best) see fall war’s worst
Thinkable flash and rending, onto his smile
Forty years rotting into soil.

That man’s not more alive whom you confront
And shake by the hand, see hale, hear speak loud,
Than any of these six celluloid smiles are,
Nor prehistoric or, fabulous beast more dead;
No thought so vivid as their smoking-blood:
To regard this photograph might well dement,
Such contradictory permanent horrors here
Smile from the single exposure and shoulder out
One’s own body from its instant and heat.

otm

you know what, fuck it, amateurist is nomination i can get behind.

kind of like a british contenderizer?

oh dang man, that is cold

I was sadly shaking my head at that thread where dl was listening to Tim Hecker at low volume as ambient music and wasn't getting it, more sad than adversarial

Who are the noise dudes?

first of all it's noize dudes, not noise dudes, and secondly, there are no more noize dudes

isn't dog latin kind of like a british dog latin?

yes

in the thread title it is "noise dude"

Social justice enemy list

spelling aside i stand by my claim

bato enemies list

i like noize

*farts*

;)

wouldn't it be typically noise-like to misspell noize as noise?

foolish

wouldn't it be typically noise-like to misspell noize as noise?

― Aimless, Friday, November 22, 2013 11:50 AM (4 hours ago)

No.

Welcome to the enemies list

sarahell: last noize dude standing

noize is a feeling!

Welcome to the enemies list

All right! Gonna make me a t-shirt!!

didn't the noize dudes harass frank kogan until he stopped posting?

Boy, you must be an abys because you are third-person singular simple present indicative form of aby.

― When you popped Apollonia, it kinda popped my brain. (weatheringdaleson)

buzza, are you a noise dude, a noise dude ally, or a noise dude ally?

sorry, the third thing was supposed to be "noise dude enemy"

buzza just reposts shit. in a way it's lame as fuck that he takes the time/knows the archive that well . . . but usually the results are noise

it doesn't really matter now, but yeah treeship would be enemy no. 1 and for good reason

"good reason"

"guys i feel left out of this winamp conversation can you pay attention to me pls"

do you honestly think i was being serious when i said i felt left out?

no noise dudes, no enemies

buzza, are you a noise dude, a noise dude ally, or a noise dude ally?

― tɹi.ʃɪp (Treeship), Friday, November 22, 2013 11:25 PM (Yesterday) Bookmark

*strangles u to death*

that's the spirit

am.curious.sometimes

do you honestly think i was being serious when i said i felt left out?

no. but the effect is the same

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Sadly we are all noise dude enemies now

Fucking tip one out shitstains

too much pattycake on this thread

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i used to have that laptop!

me 2

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Hello everyone. I figured I'd finally comment on this thread after being mentioned on it almost twenty years ago, and, you know, your estimation of me at the time as a "sad Jean Teasdale" was pretty accurate. But that's only because it would be difficult to be anything but that when you'd lost your father just two years prior and was saddled with being a primary caregiver to a mother who was always emotionally abusive throughout your life, who didn't believe in therapy so you could never get any help for your grief or uncontrolled anxiety, depression, and PTSD, all the while feeling your young adulthood slipping through your fingers while you witness people around your age (i.e. people in their early to mid twenties) living what seemed to be far more exciting, adventurous lives. Now that my mom's been dead for years and I've finally sought therapy and treatment, I'm honestly a lot less sad than I used to be, and moving from a state I hated to one I've grown to love has also helped me out.