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Mouse on Mars – Parastrophics

The Düsseldorf based avant-garde, post-techno duo of Jan St. Werner and Andi Toma have been releasing music under the moniker Mouse on Mars for nigh two decades. 2012’s Parastrophics proves that Mouse on Mars, after six years of collective inactivity (there were a number of musical/production side projects in between), are sharp and still relevant.

Since 1994’s Vulvaland, Mouse on Mars has been an electronic chameleon of sorts. MoM collaborated with The Fall’s Mark E. Smith in 2007 as Von Südenfed which calls to mind John Peel’s famous description of The Fall: “They are always different, they are always the same.” The same could be said for Mouse on Mars whose latest album, Parastrophics, shows that St. Werner and Toma are Continue reading →

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Cell Phone

1 Oct

I hadn’t hated myself more in recent memory than today. I woke up at 2:40pm still drunk from last night and went to grab my phone which usually sleeps with me. It wasn’t there. I checked the floor, the common room, the kitchen, the refrigerator (I’ve found it in there before). I couldn’t have lost it out, because I didn’t go out…because it was a Friday and I’m in my mid-20’s.

I felt a draft from an open window and the thought occurred to me that I should check the back deck. There was my phone, sitting precariously on the back ledge, completely soaked. I barely recalled going outside at around 4am to have a cigarette that my friend left behind which I completely didn’t need for two reasons: 1) my health, and 2) a cigarette at the end of a long night of drinking usually cuts my drunken motor skills in half and I end up decorating my body with bruises.

I immediately disassembled the phone and dried it the best I could. It didn’t respond to the power button. I left it on the charger in front of a fan for two hours (because I don’t own a god damn blow-dryer). Now, the power button doesn’t work, but the phone does respond when it is opened. I am praying that the touch screen still works, otherwise, this will be the third Droid that I have gone through.

This whole experience was a bit of a reality check. I am far too dependent on my phone for somebody who is not important at all. I wonder how many times a day I check facebook on my phone thinking “I wonder what’s new” only to realize that I checked it 15 minutes prior and nothing ever happens ever.

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