#catharsis — Public Fediverse posts
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🔥 NEW INTERVIEW: DAGGERS 🔥
"Daggers: Raw, uncompromising sonic catharsis." ⚡️
We sat down with the masters of Belgian Hardcore Metal to discuss the visceral power behind their sound. A deep dive into pure brutality and emotional release. 🇧🇪
Check out the full conversation now.
#Daggers #HardcoreMetal #BelgianMetal #Catharsis #NewMusic #Interview #ExtremeMusic
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The Power of Story to Spark Corrective Emotional Experiences
Can a so-called “spicy” fictional hockey show from a small Canadian production company, based on a niche romance book series, provide genuine emotional breakthroughs for millions of global viewers? And, if so, what lessons if any can be applied to writers of any genre? These questions were not on my list of likely creative explorations for 2026, yet here I am. Not only have I dived deep into the matter for myself, but I am now sharing my musings with the WU family. As I see it, we need all the inspiration we can muster these days. So, let’s give it a go and see what rough pebbles of thought may shine bright with a bit of polish.
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Suffering cleanses only when it is free of resentment. Wholehearted contempt for our tormentors safeguards our soul from the mutilations of bitterness and hatred.
Eric Hoffer (1902-1983) American writer, philosopher, longshoreman
Passionate State of Mind, Aphorism 263 (1955)More about this quote: wist.info/hoffer-eric/27565/
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #erichoffer #bitterness #catharsis #cleansing #contempt #hatred #imposition #pain #purify #resentment #suffering #tormentor #victim
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[Cancelled] CATHARSIS (US) + SEEIN RED + INSIDE JOB
OCCII, Thursday, March 19 at 08:00 PM GMT+1
The band has issued the following statement;
“To our dismay, the drummer of Catharsis fractured his tibula during the snowstorm that hit the Northeastern US last week. There is not enough time for him to recover before the tour dates that Catharsis has booked in Europe, so we are reluctantly rescheduling the tour.
We will be back in touch with more details soon, and to address other issues that have come up about this tour.
Thank you very much to everyone who has helped with arranging these dates. The members of Catharsis apologize for any inconvenience this could cause. They are eager to continue playing and doing their part in our community.” – catharsis
Everybody that bought a TICKET, all INFO about REFUND soon in the MAIL!!!
CATHARSIS (Dark Hardcore, USA)
“no gods, no masters”
Anarchist hardcore band from North Carolina, playing together for over three decades. | New LP out called Hope against Hope. | Against all—for all.Desperate times call for desperate measures. Taking up arms against a wave of authoritarianism and despair, North Carolina’s premier hardcore band, Catharsis, has recorded a new full-length album, „Hope Against Hope.“
This record picks up where their last material left off, continuing to push the envelope for what hardcore can do. Catharsis don’t retread the ground they broke on their previous albums, but press forward into ever more abrasive and dynamic territory. Politically, they remain uncompromisingly radical in their lives as well as lyrics. This is not a band that has slowed down, toned down, or mellowed out.
Sticking to their roots in the do-it-yourself underground, they are releasing the album through CrimethInc. in the United States, Refuse in Europe, and No Gods No Masters in South America. The band recorded the drums with Benny Grotto at Mad Oak Studios and tracked the rest themselves. For the backing vocals, Catharsis tapped the vocalists of some of their favourite hardcore bands: Poland’s Next Victim, Brazil’s Point of No Return, and North Carolina’s own Scarecrow and Vittna. Mixed by Kurt Ballou at God City Studio and mastered by Scott Crouse, „Hope Against Hope“ is as explosive as our times.
Twenty-four years have passed since Catharsis released their last record, the split LP featuring “Arsonist’s Prayer,” though they did complete another song from that session for their discography in 2012. But they have been playing regularly together since 2013, adding Jimmy Chang (of Undying and Sect), who left the band in 1995, to the line-up that recorded the “Passion” LP. It was high time to record another album, making the most of material that has come together across two decades. In fact, Catharsis has never sounded better.
“Hope Against Hope” is an assault on a self-destructing society and a beacon of inspiration for all who are determined to survive.
SEEIN RED
short, fast & loud.Pure fast uncompromising DIY hardcore punk and anarcho communist socialist lyrics since ’88. No shut up and play, but a sincere voice fighting the system of capitalism. These NL cult HC pioneers don’t live in the past but take it no holds barred to the present: a sonic power A-bomb!
INSIDE JOB
Haarlem hardcore punk D-beat
https://calendar.askapunk.nl/event/catharsis-us-seein-red-inside-job
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From Below – The Deeds Of Monsters
(Hardcore Punk, Crust Punk / Refuse Records, Bitter Melody Records)
by Der Riedinger#FromBelow, #Hardcore #Punk, #DBeat, #Crust, aus North Carolina, eigentlich aber zusammengesetzt aus Mitgliedern der aus NC stammenden #Catharsis, der ebenfalls aus NC stammenden #Bellafeaund der aus São Paulo kommenden #PointOfNoReturn. Ich mag diese Musik. Manchmal zumindest.
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From Below – The Deeds Of Monsters
(Hardcore Punk, Crust Punk / Refuse Records, Bitter Melody Records)
by Der Riedinger#FromBelow, #Hardcore #Punk, #DBeat, #Crust, aus North Carolina, eigentlich aber zusammengesetzt aus Mitgliedern der aus NC stammenden #Catharsis, der ebenfalls aus NC stammenden #Bellafeaund der aus São Paulo kommenden #PointOfNoReturn. Ich mag diese Musik. Manchmal zumindest.
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From Below – The Deeds Of Monsters
(Hardcore Punk, Crust Punk / Refuse Records, Bitter Melody Records)
by Der Riedinger#FromBelow, #Hardcore #Punk, #DBeat, #Crust, aus North Carolina, eigentlich aber zusammengesetzt aus Mitgliedern der aus NC stammenden #Catharsis, der ebenfalls aus NC stammenden #Bellafeaund der aus São Paulo kommenden #PointOfNoReturn. Ich mag diese Musik. Manchmal zumindest.
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From Below – The Deeds Of Monsters
(Hardcore Punk, Crust Punk / Refuse Records, Bitter Melody Records)
by Der Riedinger#FromBelow, #Hardcore #Punk, #DBeat, #Crust, aus North Carolina, eigentlich aber zusammengesetzt aus Mitgliedern der aus NC stammenden #Catharsis, der ebenfalls aus NC stammenden #Bellafeaund der aus São Paulo kommenden #PointOfNoReturn. Ich mag diese Musik. Manchmal zumindest.
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Cancelled: ARRA SCUM FEST: Catharsis (US) + Seein’ Red + Bezette Stad (BE) + Karnabahar + Radical Vitality
Willemeen, Friday, March 20 at 06:30 PM GMT+1
ARA SCUM FEST
CATHARSIS
Desperate times call for desperate measures. Taking up arms against a wave of authoritarianism and despair, North Carolina's premier hardcore band, Catharsis, has recorded a new full-length album, "Hope Against Hope."This record picks up where their last material left off, continuing to push the envelope for what hardcore can do. Catharsis don't retread the ground they broke on their previous albums, but press forward into ever more abrasive and dynamic territory. Politically, they remain uncompromisingly radical in their lives as well as lyrics. This is not a band that has slowed down, toned down, or mellowed out.
Sticking to their roots in the do-it-yourself underground, they are releasing the album through CrimethInc. in the United States, Refuse in Europe, and No Gods No Masters in South America. The band recorded the drums with Benny Grotto at Mad Oak Studios and tracked the rest themselves. For the backing vocals, Catharsis tapped the vocalists of some of their favorite hardcore bands: Poland's Next Victim, Brazil's Point of No Return, and North Carolina's own Scarecrow and Vittna. Mixed by Kurt Ballou at God City Studio and mastered by Scott Crouse, "Hope Against Hope" is as explosive as our times.
Twenty-four years have passed since Catharsis released their last record, the split LP featuring "Arsonist's Prayer," though they did complete another song from that session for their discography in 2012. But they have been playing regularly together since 2013, adding Jimmy Chang (of Undying and Sect), who left the band in 1995, to the lineup that recorded the "Passion" LP. It was high time to record another album, making the most of material that has come together across two decades. In fact, Catharsis has never sounded better.
"Hope Against Hope" is an assault on a self-destructing society and a beacon of inspiration for all who are determined to survive.
SEEIN' RED
Dutch Legendary hardcore punk band SEEIN RED formed in 1988 after LÄRM called it quits. We are a D.I.Y. Underground Hardcore Punk Noise Attack with cutting political protest lyrics. We are reds with anarchistic tendencies laced in. Always anti-fascist! Fast as fuck and absolutely pissed at the state of things. this is the perfect encapsulation of why punk remains relevant, both as musical genre and as a social movement.BEZETTE STAD
Belgian hardcore band BEZETTE STAD has been releasing music for about five years now. They have a new EP “El Mundo Kaput” coming up. Their latest release expect articulate hardcore blended with D-beat, as if PAINT IT BLACK started hanging out with DISCHARGE.
KARNABAHAR
De in Nederland gevestigde band Karnabahar (Bloemkool in het Turks), met leden uit Argentinië, Turkije, het Verenigd Koninkrijk en Nederland, vond elkaar in hun gedeelde liefde voor old school 90's/00's screamo en Balkan en Anatolische volksmuziek. Verwacht melancholische melodieën en chaotische ritmes.
RADICAL VITALITY
Unforgiving hysterical harsh noise sound explorations through heavy electronics. Gruesome experiments in the form of total musical destruction.https://calendar.askapunk.nl/event/arra-scum-fest-catharsis-us-seein-red-more-tba
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and yet still there are some who can only rebel for peace with our masters means war with ourselves better war on the world, against all for all’s sake than with all against each all in thrall to the fray #Power #Catharsis Anger is a gift! #Metal #Moshpit #hardcore
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Are there any #YouTube small channel #contentcreator out there? I have 2100 subs and growth is hard. I would value the chance to share the pain. #communal #catharsis
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Concours pour gagner un livre dédicacé de Qui a peur de la nuit ? Sortie aujourd'hui en librairie.
https://www.isabellebonameaulemordan.com/fr/news/le-concours--208#concours #concourspourgagnerunlivre #isabellebonameau #solidarité
#entraide #peurdunoir #exprimatrice #monstres #monsters #quiapeurdelanuit #lanuit #atnight #cauchemar #nightmare #nictophobia #catharsis #aulitlesaffreux #petitpoupou #fantome #ghost #livrededicace #chat #cat #loupiloupiote #oiseau #bird
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Every time I log on to something that has a box to check labeled "Remember me next time" or whatever, I get the song "Remember Me" from COCO stuck in my head and I want to sigh with contentment at beautiful music and sob with catharsis of grief at the same time.
Being a human in this universe is weird.
#Coco
#RememberMe
#music
#grief
#loss
#sadness
#catharsis
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What an amazing #catharsis getting at least the live hostages back to #Israel... But one mustn't forget that we're still missing many of the murdered ones too.
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Consciously using the Fediverse for mental health today -- so pleez cut me some slack.
Or, you can just scroll on, if you prefer.
I AM going to name names.
My nearby local Rite Aid pharmacy sent me a letter 13 days after they closed to let me know they were transferring my prescriptions to a CVS pharmacy miles away from where I live.
The letter didn't include a phone number where Rite Aid could be reached.
When I called the Rite Aid number saved in my phone, it went directly to CVS.
The CVS voice menu had 2 options, neither of which allowed me to talk to a human -- which was what I wanted to do.
I left my phone number for a call back.
A short time later a CVS employee called me back.
But instead of listening to what I wanted to say, she kept talking over me.
Yes, I did get angry, and yes, when I finally shouted, "hold on," I was surprised by how angry I sounded.
The CVS woman said, "Don't talk to me that way"! And I could hear her hanging up as I shouted back, "Don't talk to ME that way"!
So that's a short parable about today's economy, phone menus, living under the stress of the Trump regime, and the state of customer service in the US today.
It's also your reminder that Trump can't release the Epstein files because he's implicated as a pedophile on too many of its pages, in my opinion.
Thank YOU for your attention to this matter.
I already feel better.
#Catharsis #Dumping #FediverseSelfHelp #USCommerce #USPolitics #EpsteinFiles #LivingUnderFascism #Trump #SocialMediaAsSelfHelpMedium -
@Nickiquote
Along with the righteous ongoing Cybertruck cleansing, the next logical step may be a proper and thorough #Yatchocide all around the world ! ⛴️ 🔥A little mask😷, a little bottle🍾, a little gasoline⛽, a little piece of cloth🧣, a little match🥢, a little run🏃♀️.
Very cost effective... and so much fun !
🥳 🎉 🎊 🕺#Fun #Party #Laugh #Conviviality #Yatch #Billionaire #Millionaire #Parasite #Vermin #ClassCleansing #Catharsis #Terror #Righteousness #DeusVult
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Well, hello, everyone. I was originally going to write about something a bit different – problem solving and Stoicism – but then I saw this prompt from the journaling app Day One and this feels a bit more meaningful:
What does it mean to be a kid at heart?
Truth be told, I have no idea, at least none that I’m aware of. I don’t think I was ever a child, really. In some ways, I didn’t really get to be a child, and in others, I chose not to be one, and in still others, simply…never was one. I was an odd kid who saw too much and asked far too many questions. I knew exactly what I wanted from a very young age, around three or four, and have spent my entire life to date working to get it, as the family and life I was born into was nothing like what I wanted.
I was ruthlessly self aware and extremely critical of myself and even more so of others. I could read by eighteen months old and speak like an adult, and like many AuDHD kids, I had no concept of shame or embarrassment. I was told to be honest and was punished for lying, so when I was asked for my opinion, I gave people my honest opinion fluently. This pissed a lot of people off because it turns out they weren’t looking for an honest opinion and weren’t expecting a well thought out, passionate critique from a toddler in front of everyone they knew.
So I grew up very afraid, confused, and angry. Why would people ask for my opinion and then get angry for me expressing my opinion?! This just pissed me off more, because as fluently as I could speak, I had no concept of social nuance or Southern politeness, and frankly I thought it was all bullshit. So I became a very lonely, angry kid. Nobody in my family expected me to know what I wanted, much less express it with ease and fluency, as they are very indecisive, so I was harshly punished for that, too. From the time I was perhaps five or six, my strongest desire was to be an adult so I could be an adult so I could finally leave all of those indecisive fuckers with their conflicting ideas about manners and the right thing to do in the dust, and I wasn’t shy about that, either. See why I have no idea what it even remotely means to be a kid at heart?
Though, I suppose, imagining for a moment that my family had been made up of decent human beings more in line with the spirit of the question, and not the reality of what happened, I think I could come up with a better answer.
Had my family let me lead the way and actually believed me when I said I knew precisely what I wanted (within reason, of course, with limits to keep me safe from harm), I could them allowing me to explore my myriad special interests and gently nudging me toward keeping an open mind to related areas, accepting me for who I was rather than who they were trying to shape me into, and celebrating my imagination rather than attempting to stifle it in the name of normalcy or propriety.
I wish that my family had accepted and encouraged me in my entirety that way. However, the tragic reality is that they didn’t. That being said, a lot of the work I’ve been doing of late is accepting myself like that. It still feels really weird a lot of the time because I’m so used to suppressing aspects of myself or expecting those around me to ask me to “tone it down”, but nobody does anymore. That in and of itself is terrifying in a way, but deeply and immensely liberating.
In the process, I’ve been able to release a lot of the anger I’ve been holding onto for 27 fucking years and replace it with curiosity, love, and something like wonder. I think this is more of what the prompt was driving at, and I like to think I’m living this.
I couldn’t have done this without my beloved Emerson modeling being a kid at heart for me more or less. He’s never lost that wonder or that curiosity. He’s fucking adorable, passionate about everything, and it’s infectious. Loving him and watching him get fully in touch with his inner childlike wonder has helped me discover mine in many ways for the first time consciously. He has to often drag me out of my shell because anxiety is a fucking bitch, but I’m grateful for it every time he does. He has been helping me gently unfurl a great deal. I call him “baby man” affectionately because of that never ending sense of wonder and youthful rambunctiousness.
Another partner of mine, Hawthorne, is another excellent model for this. They are essentially a tiny radiant goth crow baby darling in person form, and they are so fucking fascinated with so many different things with such great intensity that they cannot help get ME interested in a lot of the same shit effortlessly. In fact, I got started practicing magic in large part YEARS ago in earnest because of them. They opened my mind to so many different things simply by being so excited about them and I honestly don’t know what I would do without that sweet baby.
And as I sit with the eternal question of “what the fuck do I do now” I posed in my post the other day, I’m finding that a lot of my interests are holdovers from when I was fucking pissed at everything, most of myself, and wanting to drink myself into a stupor. I picked many of them up to spite someone or other and they became the sole buffer between oblivion and me with time. Very few of them actually spark any kind of real passion or breathe any kind of real life into me, they’re more like “hey, I’m gonna do this thing as a last resort so I don’t do something worse or permanent because I feel like utter dog shit”. In that way they feel more like a chemical dependency than a real passion. But one of the things I keep coming back to is audio engineering.
Songwriting is one of those chemical dependency things for me. It’s a great outlet when I feel like utter dog shit and have nowhere else to turn, hence why I have written 15 fucking albums. But it’s not the songwriting part of the process that lights me the fuck up. It’s the RECORDING portion. I love recording. It’s something that I love doing so much that even though I’ve produced and recorded fifteen fucking albums on my own, that part of the process never gets old and I love approaching it from different angles every time, trying to do it differently and better with the supplies I have on hand.
Now, I’m someone who gets very bored very easily with things once I know how to do them. I want to move on, chart new territory once I’ve mastered something to my satisfaction. But no. Never with recording and engineering, and it’s been just about fifteen years since I first set foot in a professional recording studio in Dallas. My passion for it pales in comparison to even performing live, which is why I don’t really perform live or promote my music that often. I just really don’t enjoy songwriting or performing that much beyond a last resort outlet. As I heal, I find I would far rather be fucking around behind the controls, trying to capture shit live and seeing what I can do with those takes like Ken Nelson recording Parachutes with Coldplay. Or anything the late Steve Albini did at Electrical Audio in Chicago. That shit never gets old. And that, among other things, makes me feel like the bright eyed kid I never got to be.
I think that gets the point across. Stay tuned for more magic, beautiful people. This has been Lazarus, your very feral, passionate, AuDHD gremlin sorcerer, signing off ✨
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#albums #art #audioEngineering #backstory #catharsis #childhood #cptsd #creativity #dailyprompt #dailyprompt2106 #deconstruction #ElectricalAudio #Emerson #Hawthorne #Hera #influences #inspiration #introspection #KenNelson #lore #music #onWriting #passions #polyamory #production #ptsd #ramble #recording #songwriting #spiritualJourney #SteveAlbini #tragicBackstory #whatLightsMeTheFuckUp
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Well, hello, everyone. I was originally going to write about something a bit different – problem solving and Stoicism – but then I saw this prompt from the journaling app Day One and this feels a bit more meaningful:
What does it mean to be a kid at heart?
Truth be told, I have no idea, at least none that I’m aware of. I don’t think I was ever a child, really. In some ways, I didn’t really get to be a child, and in others, I chose not to be one, and in still others, simply…never was one. I was an odd kid who saw too much and asked far too many questions. I knew exactly what I wanted from a very young age, around three or four, and have spent my entire life to date working to get it, as the family and life I was born into was nothing like what I wanted.
I was ruthlessly self aware and extremely critical of myself and even more so of others. I could read by eighteen months old and speak like an adult, and like many AuDHD kids, I had no concept of shame or embarrassment. I was told to be honest and was punished for lying, so when I was asked for my opinion, I gave people my honest opinion fluently. This pissed a lot of people off because it turns out they weren’t looking for an honest opinion and weren’t expecting a well thought out, passionate critique from a toddler in front of everyone they knew.
So I grew up very afraid, confused, and angry. Why would people ask for my opinion and then get angry for me expressing my opinion?! This just pissed me off more, because as fluently as I could speak, I had no concept of social nuance or Southern politeness, and frankly I thought it was all bullshit. So I became a very lonely, angry kid. Nobody in my family expected me to know what I wanted, much less express it with ease and fluency, as they are very indecisive, so I was harshly punished for that, too. From the time I was perhaps five or six, my strongest desire was to be an adult so I could be an adult so I could finally leave all of those indecisive fuckers with their conflicting ideas about manners and the right thing to do in the dust, and I wasn’t shy about that, either. See why I have no idea what it even remotely means to be a kid at heart?
Though, I suppose, imagining for a moment that my family had been made up of decent human beings more in line with the spirit of the question, and not the reality of what happened, I think I could come up with a better answer.
Had my family let me lead the way and actually believed me when I said I knew precisely what I wanted (within reason, of course, with limits to keep me safe from harm), I could them allowing me to explore my myriad special interests and gently nudging me toward keeping an open mind to related areas, accepting me for who I was rather than who they were trying to shape me into, and celebrating my imagination rather than attempting to stifle it in the name of normalcy or propriety.
I wish that my family had accepted and encouraged me in my entirety that way. However, the tragic reality is that they didn’t. That being said, a lot of the work I’ve been doing of late is accepting myself like that. It still feels really weird a lot of the time because I’m so used to suppressing aspects of myself or expecting those around me to ask me to “tone it down”, but nobody does anymore. That in and of itself is terrifying in a way, but deeply and immensely liberating.
In the process, I’ve been able to release a lot of the anger I’ve been holding onto for 27 fucking years and replace it with curiosity, love, and something like wonder. I think this is more of what the prompt was driving at, and I like to think I’m living this.
I couldn’t have done this without my beloved Emerson modeling being a kid at heart for me more or less. He’s never lost that wonder or that curiosity. He’s fucking adorable, passionate about everything, and it’s infectious. Loving him and watching him get fully in touch with his inner childlike wonder has helped me discover mine in many ways for the first time consciously. He has to often drag me out of my shell because anxiety is a fucking bitch, but I’m grateful for it every time he does. He has been helping me gently unfurl a great deal. I call him “baby man” affectionately because of that never ending sense of wonder and youthful rambunctiousness.
Another partner of mine, Hawthorne, is another excellent model for this. They are essentially a tiny radiant goth crow baby darling in person form, and they are so fucking fascinated with so many different things with such great intensity that they cannot help get ME interested in a lot of the same shit effortlessly. In fact, I got started practicing magic in large part YEARS ago in earnest because of them. They opened my mind to so many different things simply by being so excited about them and I honestly don’t know what I would do without that sweet baby.
And as I sit with the eternal question of “what the fuck do I do now” I posed in my post the other day, I’m finding that a lot of my interests are holdovers from when I was fucking pissed at everything, most of myself, and wanting to drink myself into a stupor. I picked many of them up to spite someone or other and they became the sole buffer between oblivion and me with time. Very few of them actually spark any kind of real passion or breathe any kind of real life into me, they’re more like “hey, I’m gonna do this thing as a last resort so I don’t do something worse or permanent because I feel like utter dog shit”. In that way they feel more like a chemical dependency than a real passion. But one of the things I keep coming back to is audio engineering.
Songwriting is one of those chemical dependency things for me. It’s a great outlet when I feel like utter dog shit and have nowhere else to turn, hence why I have written 15 fucking albums. But it’s not the songwriting part of the process that lights me the fuck up. It’s the RECORDING portion. I love recording. It’s something that I love doing so much that even though I’ve produced and recorded fifteen fucking albums on my own, that part of the process never gets old and I love approaching it from different angles every time, trying to do it differently and better with the supplies I have on hand.
Now, I’m someone who gets very bored very easily with things once I know how to do them. I want to move on, chart new territory once I’ve mastered something to my satisfaction. But no. Never with recording and engineering, and it’s been just about fifteen years since I first set foot in a professional recording studio in Dallas. My passion for it pales in comparison to even performing live, which is why I don’t really perform live or promote my music that often. I just really don’t enjoy songwriting or performing that much beyond a last resort outlet. As I heal, I find I would far rather be fucking around behind the controls, trying to capture shit live and seeing what I can do with those takes like Ken Nelson recording Parachutes with Coldplay. Or anything the late Steve Albini did at Electrical Audio in Chicago. That shit never gets old. And that, among other things, makes me feel like the bright eyed kid I never got to be.
I think that gets the point across. Stay tuned for more magic, beautiful people. This has been Lazarus, your very feral, passionate, AuDHD gremlin sorcerer, signing off ✨
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Well, hello, everyone. I was originally going to write about something a bit different – problem solving and Stoicism – but then I saw this prompt from the journaling app Day One and this feels a bit more meaningful:
What does it mean to be a kid at heart?
Truth be told, I have no idea, at least none that I’m aware of. I don’t think I was ever a child, really. In some ways, I didn’t really get to be a child, and in others, I chose not to be one, and in still others, simply…never was one. I was an odd kid who saw too much and asked far too many questions. I knew exactly what I wanted from a very young age, around three or four, and have spent my entire life to date working to get it, as the family and life I was born into was nothing like what I wanted.
I was ruthlessly self aware and extremely critical of myself and even more so of others. I could read by eighteen months old and speak like an adult, and like many AuDHD kids, I had no concept of shame or embarrassment. I was told to be honest and was punished for lying, so when I was asked for my opinion, I gave people my honest opinion fluently. This pissed a lot of people off because it turns out they weren’t looking for an honest opinion and weren’t expecting a well thought out, passionate critique from a toddler in front of everyone they knew.
So I grew up very afraid, confused, and angry. Why would people ask for my opinion and then get angry for me expressing my opinion?! This just pissed me off more, because as fluently as I could speak, I had no concept of social nuance or Southern politeness, and frankly I thought it was all bullshit. So I became a very lonely, angry kid. Nobody in my family expected me to know what I wanted, much less express it with ease and fluency, as they are very indecisive, so I was harshly punished for that, too. From the time I was perhaps five or six, my strongest desire was to be an adult so I could be an adult so I could finally leave all of those indecisive fuckers with their conflicting ideas about manners and the right thing to do in the dust, and I wasn’t shy about that, either. See why I have no idea what it even remotely means to be a kid at heart?
Though, I suppose, imagining for a moment that my family had been made up of decent human beings more in line with the spirit of the question, and not the reality of what happened, I think I could come up with a better answer.
Had my family let me lead the way and actually believed me when I said I knew precisely what I wanted (within reason, of course, with limits to keep me safe from harm), I could them allowing me to explore my myriad special interests and gently nudging me toward keeping an open mind to related areas, accepting me for who I was rather than who they were trying to shape me into, and celebrating my imagination rather than attempting to stifle it in the name of normalcy or propriety.
I wish that my family had accepted and encouraged me in my entirety that way. However, the tragic reality is that they didn’t. That being said, a lot of the work I’ve been doing of late is accepting myself like that. It still feels really weird a lot of the time because I’m so used to suppressing aspects of myself or expecting those around me to ask me to “tone it down”, but nobody does anymore. That in and of itself is terrifying in a way, but deeply and immensely liberating.
In the process, I’ve been able to release a lot of the anger I’ve been holding onto for 27 fucking years and replace it with curiosity, love, and something like wonder. I think this is more of what the prompt was driving at, and I like to think I’m living this.
I couldn’t have done this without my beloved Emerson modeling being a kid at heart for me more or less. He’s never lost that wonder or that curiosity. He’s fucking adorable, passionate about everything, and it’s infectious. Loving him and watching him get fully in touch with his inner childlike wonder has helped me discover mine in many ways for the first time consciously. He has to often drag me out of my shell because anxiety is a fucking bitch, but I’m grateful for it every time he does. He has been helping me gently unfurl a great deal. I call him “baby man” affectionately because of that never ending sense of wonder and youthful rambunctiousness.
Another partner of mine, Hawthorne, is another excellent model for this. They are essentially a tiny radiant goth crow baby darling in person form, and they are so fucking fascinated with so many different things with such great intensity that they cannot help get ME interested in a lot of the same shit effortlessly. In fact, I got started practicing magic in large part YEARS ago in earnest because of them. They opened my mind to so many different things simply by being so excited about them and I honestly don’t know what I would do without that sweet baby.
And as I sit with the eternal question of “what the fuck do I do now” I posed in my post the other day, I’m finding that a lot of my interests are holdovers from when I was fucking pissed at everything, most of myself, and wanting to drink myself into a stupor. I picked many of them up to spite someone or other and they became the sole buffer between oblivion and me with time. Very few of them actually spark any kind of real passion or breathe any kind of real life into me, they’re more like “hey, I’m gonna do this thing as a last resort so I don’t do something worse or permanent because I feel like utter dog shit”. In that way they feel more like a chemical dependency than a real passion. But one of the things I keep coming back to is audio engineering.
Songwriting is one of those chemical dependency things for me. It’s a great outlet when I feel like utter dog shit and have nowhere else to turn, hence why I have written 15 fucking albums. But it’s not the songwriting part of the process that lights me the fuck up. It’s the RECORDING portion. I love recording. It’s something that I love doing so much that even though I’ve produced and recorded fifteen fucking albums on my own, that part of the process never gets old and I love approaching it from different angles every time, trying to do it differently and better with the supplies I have on hand.
Now, I’m someone who gets very bored very easily with things once I know how to do them. I want to move on, chart new territory once I’ve mastered something to my satisfaction. But no. Never with recording and engineering, and it’s been just about fifteen years since I first set foot in a professional recording studio in Dallas. My passion for it pales in comparison to even performing live, which is why I don’t really perform live or promote my music that often. I just really don’t enjoy songwriting or performing that much beyond a last resort outlet. As I heal, I find I would far rather be fucking around behind the controls, trying to capture shit live and seeing what I can do with those takes like Ken Nelson recording Parachutes with Coldplay. Or anything the late Steve Albini did at Electrical Audio in Chicago. That shit never gets old. And that, among other things, makes me feel like the bright eyed kid I never got to be.
I think that gets the point across. Stay tuned for more magic, beautiful people. This has been Lazarus, your very feral, passionate, AuDHD gremlin sorcerer, signing off ✨
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This is one of the best albums I've heard ALL year.
https://youtu.be/k9p3qud-cQo?si=CxJMY02W_2zSL_Ee
It's from 1972, from a French group I did not know...
A group who clearly set out to make the Farfisa an artistic marvel.
Spoiler: they succeeded.
#catharsis #vinyl #1972 #farfisa #magic
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CW: Explicit sex, cheating, caption
@cuckoldcaptions It takes a lovely heart to heal your stalker 🐢
Long (3 Min) Version in the Link in Bio 🐢
#slut #caption #porncaption #captionkink #nsfwtw #cuckoldcaption #sexy #nsfw #fantasy #cuckold #jelousy #femaleorgasm #noncon #stalker #tricked #catharsis #slutgf #cheating #Healing
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PHIL DEMMEL Says His Reasons For Leaving MACHINE HEAD Were '99 Percent Personal'
In a new interview with Nikki Blakk of the San Francisco Bay Area radio station 107.7. The Bone, Phil Demmel, who left MACHINE HEAD more than five years ago, reflected on his time with the band. He said in part (as transcribed by BLABBERMOUTH.NET): "I've seen a lot with that band and its members. I... -
The singer of #Catharsis, Brian Dingledine, gave this #antifascist speech last year when they played in PitFest which was featuring #neonazi #blackmetal band #Marduk.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZFv_Yqm6Qg&t=1238s&ab_channel=Pitfest
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We wrap up the Sadler's Lectures podcast series on Aristotle's Poetics (for the time being) with this episode on his discussion of tragedy and catharsis of the emotions of fear and pity
https://soundcloud.com/gregorybsadler/aristotle-poetics-fear-pity-and-tragedy
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In the Poetics, Aristotle considers the emotions of fear and pity so central to tragedy that he notes them in the very definition of that genre of mimesis. Here's a core concept video examining what else he says.
https://youtu.be/3d1GINhcZ18
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Today, in a word: cathartic.
#TrumpIndicted #DonaldTrump #JackSmith #CriminalTrump #January6 #cathartic #catharsis -
#Splintered review: #Queer #Caribbean #cabaret is overflowing with #joy and #catharsis
Across the Caribbean, LGBTQ+ people are made to feel #unloved, #unwanted and #unsafe. In many countries there are harsh #laws which can see #gay people put in #jail – in all cases, these laws were instigated by #British #colonisers
#Women #Transgender #LGBTQIA #Carribbean #Hate #Bigotry #Discrimination #Homophobia #Transphobia
https://www.thepinknews.com/2023/04/19/splintered-review-soho-theatre/
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A rejection today.
Rejections in art are hard. Most applications fail. There were 186 applications for this single residency.
Applications are days of unpaid work for no reward.
Not even feedback.
Feedback would help.
A reason. Something to build on, to improve next time.
But nothing.
A while ago, I put the excuses I'd received for no feedback into a picture.
It was cathartic.
'Here's Your Fucking Feedback'.
#rejection #artfail #Feedback #catharsis #NoFeedback #ArtOrg #ArtistLife #Why
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Par Vanessa Lalo (FCB)
"Que soignent les jeux vidéo" ? - Un papier de Jasmine Saunier pour Santé Magazine.
Avec les conseils de Milan Hung et Vanessa Lalo.
Diminuer le stress, entretenir sa vue et ses réflexes, diminuer la douleur, améliorer des capacité d'adaptation, entrainer son cerveau, ralentir le vieillissement cérébral...
Article à retrouver ici : https://www.santemagazine.fr/traitement/jeux-video-quels-bienfaits-pour-la-sante-964173
#jeuvidéo #jeuxvidéo #soigner #thérapeutique #catharsis #stress #douleur #capacitéscognitives #cerveau
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Saw #prayerforcleansing #undying #catharsis and #azazel twice and I'm back to reliving the #533uprisings day. Rest in power #johnrivera
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Saw #prayerforcleansing #undying #catharsis and #azazel twice and I'm back to reliving the #533uprisings day. Rest in power #johnrivera
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Saw #prayerforcleansing #undying #catharsis and #azazel twice and I'm back to reliving the #533uprisings day. Rest in power #johnrivera
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Saw #prayerforcleansing #undying #catharsis and #azazel twice and I'm back to reliving the #533uprisings day. Rest in power #johnrivera