Off The Track

Okay so this missive is specifically designed for just a few of the people around here, who have been re-visiting an old but classic theme in recent days.

And so what I'm about to post might seem completely unconnected to any current theme - at least as far as anything that is likely to turn up in markets or the general media.

'Our Nicky' look-alike - Dame Daphne

At the same time it will give me an opportunity to say something about Dame Daphne Guinness - who is right now spending some energy trying to get Julian Assange released. I'm not sure if Daphne has fully taken over from where Felix Dennis left off, but she is certainly one of several luminaries of the extreme upper crust who are making some waves in social activism, let's say, if not political activism as such.

Dame Daphne is a lot better looking by the way, in RL than she often comes across as in photos. She was a close friend of the late Karl Lagerfeld and she is a clever designer and musician in her own right. You can see from her music videos that she has a lot of emotional ties back to the Sixties, and some people think it hampers her immediate popularity among the masses but she will never be able to win there, fundamentally because they don't like rich people, and she is 'very rich people!'

However, for my friends with whom I have been having this particular 'off-page' discussion recently, I think both Daphne and Elon Musk's wife, Grimes, have been something other than your stock standard 'human being' in earlier lifetimes.

Because elves' bodies are pliable, and stretchable
under pressure, Elon thinks they are better suited to
being rocketed off into space than humans. This is his wife, the elf, 'Grimes.' 

And, for them alone and specifically - so consequently this is really not going to make a lot of sense out of context - here is a pic of the death ritual carousel scene from 'Logan's Run...' 

Actually, I change my mind - everyone else will be able to get something out of this, if not maybe right now, then soon...

'There are more things under heaven and earth, Horatio...(!)' Nod nod, wink wink.

Speaking Of Rammstein

One of our friends here, lists the music group - or band, as Wikipedia calls them - 'Rammstein' as one of his favs.

A-a-a-a-n-d, he covers his musical and maybe 'performance' taste with the shade that for sure mainstream American would recoil in absolute horror at anything 'Rammstein!' ...Which is one reason he likes them. So he is certainly being sardonic at one level.

Rammstein lead singer

What he's saying either to some extent, or maybe even really at core of it, is that there are all too many pop artist followers, pop 'art' and art fashion followers too (evidence say the lunacy of Marina Abramovic, beloved of a certain strata of contemporary Hollywood cognoscenti), who want it to be known that are oh so avant garde, and that also includes so-called 'Death Metal' fans - but when it comes right down to it they all fall very quickly at the fence of 'human reality.'

Rammstein is German, Germanic, it has a style termed in Germany as the 'Neue Deutsche Harte' - which means 'New Germanic Hardness...' It is transparently masculine and sort of, kind of (because I don't really think this is what is going on with it), militaristic. 

A lot of their most successful songs are about sex.

And so here's the turn in the road that I wanted to take about this particular subject - and specifically Rammstein and what they are and what they represent.

In ever-Puritan America, Rammstein is a definite no-no.

However Rammstein in my mind has simply nothing sinister or dark about it at all... They are so typically 'German' in their sexual ethic, let's call it, that they are utterly innocent if not naiive as such - compared to various art acts and niche music that I can think of. 

Art by major American magazine artist
and advertising designer, Bernie fuchs

Rammstein's video clips are expressions of what they perhaps think should happen given feelings of 'righteous anger.' Their videos contain a lot of end sequencers where the symbols of a problem or 'problems' are made to explode, to go up in flames. And the women, frankly, do not appear to me at least to be weak things over-powered by men. There is none of this female simpering that goes on when Hollywood portrays what they think strong males versus 'feminine' women looks like. There is a certain rural, olde worlde, even 'family' look about the couples portrayed in these videos, in spite of the leather and the chrome and whatever else is being worn and paraded around in there.

It's so innocent to think about countering people like Anthony Fauci with something that explodes...!

But Anthony Fauci never formulated long-range plans to allow medical doctors not to have to take the Hippocratic Oath.That happened around the world more than thirty years ago and those who pushed knew exactly what they were doing and why. The people who 'thunked it' in the first place were not Bill Gates, nor Anthony Fauci - these guys are functionaries. 

The public has never seen the faces nor heard the names of those who do these kinds of things, those who are the authentic 'movers and shakers' behind the scenes. 

If you want to 'make an example' over those people, in the first place someone would have to let you all know who they all are. Where they live. In what ways they live. What styles of life they have.

There is a lot to be angry about, righteously angry, about. But the wider public does not know who to 'hit' out at with their righteous fists.

Anthony Fauci... ...does not have the brain-power.

When you think that this man, above, needed to be protected,
then you have some idea of the span and scope of the 'enemy'
and the sheerly breathtaking arrogance of their mindset. 

You could legitimately kick him in the shins but it's a waste of time hitting out at him in the head. He doesn't have anything to protect in that area.

Unleashing the wrath of the public at simply any old target is a bad idea.

An important task exists to find, uncover and identify, who the true villains of the piece, are.

...And it's probably what I'm avoiding saying, talking about, here, that is instructive but we don't wish to send signals, right.

Rammstein - is purest innocence.

I'm not so innocent.

BVB Dortmund

Sunday night, extreme Trance Music master musician from East Germany, Paul Van Dyk played a three hour long free live-stream program from in front of the famed 'yellow wall' at Westfalonstadion, the home of BVB Dortmund.

The stadium itself was of course, completely empty, but the live-stream had over a quarter of a million viewers on-line.

Not really sure why West German type people would rock this kind of music, it doesn't quite have the requisite two-dimensional regimented style they all tend to favor, you wouldn't think.

Van Dyk is a product of Soviet-era East Berlin, and its deep roots into classical music. He asked his fans once, 'what was the first piece of Trance Music that you had ever listened to?'

I told him 'Beethoven's 9th' and he gave me a big grin and a nod.

(You get to chat away with people down the right hand scrolling box).

After three hours... ...pepper steak with flaming whiskey cream sauce, right?

And my own selection of 'hour al-ayn.'

...As the sun went down on the stadium behind the man playing his long set, the club put on a lighting show in the darkened arena. Now we're talking some serious pull here. BVB Dortmund is arguably the biggest, most powerful soccer club in all of Germany.

Kim Returns!

Sorry for the bad language in this...

The Most Dangerous Thing On Planet Earth

Is actually two things when combined; it's a binary... LOL

First, you take some really outrageously, super-extraordinarily good looking dame (Raymond Chandler said that, maybe... Not me, anyway).

And then you add a real classic Martini, as y'all well know by now!

All the stuff hidden beneath the soignee surface, all the carefully concealed erotic potential, is all released after just a couple of - and it literally is no more than two - sips.

For a start the thing is redolent of the very best French perfume. And secondly it is as cold as the icy exterior of the best-presented of expert women. And then after that, it all breaks down, right.

The Titanic, whack! Straight into the icy ice-berg. 

Nearer my god, nearer to thee.

It's virtually impossible, these days, to escape the ubiquitous silly nonsense about 'the Overlords' - you know, those ultra-powerful heartless reptilians, and according to the conspiracy theories, actual 'reptile alien entities or beings' masquerading as people, who run everything and keep 'ordinary humans' enslaved to their regimes, in which very likely, they feed literally, on living human victims.

If you consult the greatest factual historian of all time - Professor Google - and his department in Wikipedia, they will tell you that this 'conspiracy theory' first came from Robert E. Howard in 1929, in his comic book story of Conan the Barbarian, and then not long after that it took a real foothold in popular consciousness in the 1940's through the fictional accounts of Maurice Doreal and of course H. P. Lovecraft.

Right... So, for the reward of a listing here in the Honor Roll - where DID all of this come from?

For me, I have advised today's iteration of whoever thinks they are in charge at one of the Alphabet places, that if you marinade a female human in Vermouth and highest quality London Gin, they make very good... um... well, whatever. If you serve them to one of the 'Royal Dracos' in order to ingratiate yourself as a true servant of these bestowers of power and riches. 

No Bach today, proper modern jazz (serious headphones, okay?):