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Unsettled und the Pixies

To: o Much Pain
4:00:13 Sat, Dec 1, 1990


22! Grate! It just never does stop does it? Keeps on f***ing going. Nope it just never does stop. Cofortably numb, but unsettled, that's the name of this game. Life itself in the jaws of death, it just keeps on f***ing going. That steam feels good, but watch for that car. Nothing really feels good, just watch for that car. "Sometimes I like it, sometimes I don't". If I could feel it anymore, I'd hate myself and hate it all more and more, but now I just hate myself, and all of it more and more. Too much thinking tonight. Too much introspection. 15 minutes that said it all. Asked all the questions. If I could only answer...... Enough of this.

PIXIES! Ummm, pixies? Ummm, Death to the Pixies? Would be the humane thing to do, but then this place has nothing to do with humanity. So, the pixies were, ummm, there. I mean, what's that all about? Bouggie hardcore? Yikes! I mean, is this alternative, or is this tommorrow's New Stool on the Block? Folks..it can go either way. Pixies are ready to be whatever you project on them. Want your hardcore [hardcore??], you've got it, want your raadio heets, you've got it. Want you're folky gangly geetar, you've got it. Problem seems to me, they're none of these things. They're a few somewhat talented people who are pretty much ready to play whatever strikes your fancy. Thing is everyone was there for the whole package. Nothing. They want their gangly geetar, they want their hardcore [hardcore??], they want their radio heets. Then they glory in that pointless flexibility. They change direction like I change my mind, once every two nanoseconds. And there's really nothing holding it together except the Pixies, just like there's no other reason the people are there, except the Pixies. Problem is the Pixies are nothing except what people project on them. People for pixies holding it all together. People for their reflections holding it all together. Vain music? Is all music this vain? Is this music vain? Does this make any sense? [the experimental Mike]. Self denial?