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Thursday, September 1, 2011

Heavy Metal Buddhism?

Wisdom Quarterly

Buddhist/comedian Jim Carrey loved Cannibal Corpse so much that he asked them to perform their megahit "Hammer Smashed Face" in Ace Ventura: Pet Detective.



My girlfriend and I were miserable in samsara. She was at the University of Hawaii and more miserable than I, asking: "When will the suffering end?" "We'll go East in search of enlightenment," I would answer. "You better finish school first and body surf more. Or we can go to a concert?"



In the meantime, we soothed ourselves with the idea of starting a wholesome grindcore band. I look Tibetan (like Gomo Tulku), and she is Scandinavian (like Alissa White-Gluz), and we were vegans. (I still am).



With our crazy mops, we were either going to be called Zen Zero or Decorticated Disenchanted Strands (DDS), because we wanted to cut our long sun kissed hair down to the skin with revulsion or grow very long yogi dreadlocks like the guys in Carcass (see below).





What I had in mind for Zen Zero/DDS (The Agonist)



Devi and dragon (angel and titan), we would jointly sing the lyrics she wrote in a special notebook in class along the lines of Carcass (classic British vegan grindcore) coroner jargon, girl bands, Cannibal Corpse (a comedic, carnivorous American band made famous by their appearance in Ace Ventura: Pet Detective), Cradle of Filth (dark British death metal), Dimmu Borgir (reptilian Norwegian black metal and our first concert experience), Deicide (darker American metal), Kittie, Dead Kennedys (San Francisco punk rock), and smaller wannabee bands of ALL kinds in Los Angeles.



If Carcass and other vegans could sing that meat eating is as gross as cannibalism with no one noticing, surely we could certainly extol the Dharma without anyone caring. And we'd feel good about it.



There's a way to rage at the universe with themes of disgust, dukkha, mindfulness of death, craving for liberation from samsara, and corporeality in general. Dress Goth, date around, and have music soothe the savage breast.



Sometimes renunciation grows to a fever pitch and becomes aversion (dosa) wanting nothing more than magical powers (abhinna) and enlightening everyone that things are empty and repulsive.





Female death metal singing lessons (Angela Gossow)



Carcass taught us that things "reek of putrefaction" in a "jigsaw quandary," and it seemed so Buddhist/tantric/yogic to cover their song "Carneous Cacoffiny." That's a song from their hyperintelligent album/medical tome "Necroticism: Descanting the Insalubrious." We had a really good sense of humor back then. I guess I was a bad influence on her. But she won complete freedom, so it all worked out. And they were her lyrics after all.





CARCASS: Sometimes it's fun to scream Zen-style.



Carneous Cacoffiny


Carcass

...Striking up my discordant underture

A carnal cacophony perversely penned

Transposed...and decomposed...



But don't hold your breath

As you wait for your god or the void

Or the abyss of nothingness



Your usefulness isn't through

Your productivity I resume...



My sordid, soiled handicrafts

Will be your afterlife's handicap....



My corrupt crescendos...

Will leave you out on a limbo...

Your disposition I unleash...

You will rest in my piece...



With deadly dynamics

You're dead, buried, and barred

Your remains dampened and fingered

Your mortal coil is barbed



The death-bells are peeling

Ringing out as you flake

Shrieking out their recitals

A celebration of your wake...



Enter my funereality

My world two meters under

A curious habitat

Your muddy trench I plunder

Pass on to ethereality



Churned out under the sextant's blade

You live your life in wretchedness

And death is no escape

And death is no escape

And death is no escape


The Zen of Screaming (Melissa Cross)








A None-more-metal Dharma-Burger

TheWorstHorse

The latest entry from the ever-expanding realm of metal/Buddhism crossovers is the cover and title of the new EP by the great doom/drone band, Queen Elephantine:

The Tibetan-thangka-style art is one thing, but it doesn’t really get more metal than “Garland of Skulls,” does it?* (Queen Elphantine has dabbled in imagery from world religions and cultures, what with album titles like Surya and Kailash, and song titles like “Search for the Deathless State.” And you can download their record, Yatra (as in the Hindu term for “pilgrimage”) for free here.)

Hear the slow, dirgy, powerful track, “Potency,” from Garland of Skulls, here.

(See here for another recent — and recommended — Buddhism/metal crossover.)

  • *Note: I have dibs on the band name SkülCüp.


For a while now I’ve wondered about the band Yob. (Their name refers to a classic Warner Brothers cartoon; I distinctly remember being a teenager in bands and seeing the cartoon and thinking, Good band name.)...

The last words in the shorter version of the sutra are “Gaté Gaté Paragaté Parasamgaté Bodhi Svaha!” The basic translation, as I understand it, is “gone (or ferried) with everyone to the other shore right now!”

A little more Googling about Yob and Buddhism turns up a quick reference in a Rebel Extravaganza interview with vocalist and guitarist Mike Scheidt, in which he responds to the interviewer’s question about the use of the word bardo in the song “Ball of Molten Lead” from 2004’s The Illusion of Motion LP:

I’m surprised that one jumped out at you, man! A bardo is a term used in Buddhism. A bardo is a segment of life. The Tibetan Book Of The Dead goes into it, the bardos of life… the stages of life and death. More in depth, when you get into the places where the book deals with learning how to die. We go through time periods of trying to understand and remember who we are outside of this life.

And the band has a track called “Asleep in Samsara” on 2002’s “Elaborations of Carbon.” Is all this a coincidence? And more important: does it matter?

I’m not saying that Scheidt is a Buddhist or that YOB is in some way a “Buddhist band.” (And either way, they get points for clearly not trying to cash in on Buddhism’s cultural cachet. They’re hardly hitting us over the head with the references here.) They probably wouldn’t want to be identified as a Buddhist band, even if they were. And I’m not saying they are. All I am saying is this:

1) Metal can be a lot smarter than some would ever think.

2) Buddhism can be way more metal-confluent than some would ever think. (It can also be way more punk- or hip-hop- or baseball- or business- or whatever-confluent than some would ever think, too.)

3) It’s refreshing... More

Via NPR: “Gomo Tulku, the Rapping Lama”

Now, comments on the piece, so far, don’t seem to be in the Rapping Lama’s favor. But listen and see what you think.

Of course, there’s nothing new about the Buddhism/hip-hop crossover. And like anything, the results have been all over the map. Find some gems — and otherwise — in the Horse’s archives...



Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Chemtrails in our skies are toxic (video)



"Aluminum, barium, and strontium pollution is being caused by chemtrails" says Michael J. Murphy.

The rains flooding the Mississippi are no accident. They are part of the government's (military-industrial complex) desire to have total control of the weather. Spraying in one location drifts with unintended consequences. It is not accident that 100+ tornadoes blow through an area. HAARP allows precision guidance of hurricanes coming on shore by heating the sky and altering their trajectories. Aerosols are alkalizing normally acidic and healthy soil, making it harder to grow crops and organic foods. Forests are collapsing in the northwest and in Hawaii.


"What in the World Are They Spraying?" Maui is being destroyed by chemtrail spraying campaign.

As the ecosystem suffers, so goes human health. With water contamination and bodily toxicity, the only hope is good nutrition. But even that is compromised with purposeful spraying campaigns. Rep. Dennis Kucinich lost family members trying to ban chemtrails and geoengineering. The bill he sponsored was modified to prevent interference with globalist plans. Fallout, rain tests, direct observation of iridescent light scatter patterns in heavily sprayed skies... the evidence is abundant. He who controls the water controls the world. Rain is the source of water.
Blood tests reveal chemtrail contamination
Bridget Lewison for KTOX

Blood test in Mojave reveals results of aerial chemical spraying by secret military-industrial programs allegedly sponsored by black budge operations in the Pentagon and DARPA.

GOLDEN VALLEY (Feb. 10, 2011) - Al DiCicco hasn't been well for a while. The disabled Golden Valley man recently had some blood work done at his doctor's office, and the results have him alarmed.

Al's blood plasma levels for the chemical element barium were 150 mcg; the maximum reporting level for barium is 11 mcg. With levels more than 13 times acceptable levels, Al's doctor has referred him to the Poison Control Center for treatment.

Exposure to small amounts of barium, dissolved in water, may cause a person to experience these problems:

1. breathing difficulties
2. increased blood pressure
3. heart rhythm changes
4. stomach irritation
5. muscle weakness
6. alterations in nerve reflexes
7. damage to brain, liver, kidney, and heart

Saturday, April 23, 2011

The Next Counterculture Music Fest

Wisdom Quarterly
Beavis and Butthead couch rocking (metalsucks.com)

Los Angeles is an amazing place to be, especially if you're from the Midwest. Standing facing north on this cloudy/foggy Earth Day weekend, there is a choice to be made. To the left, towards the Pacific sea, an enormous hippie fest is going on (Topanga) in the lush hills above Malibu.

To the right, towards the desert wastes, a much larger heavy metal haven is convening (The Big Four) on the flattened lawn of the Empire Polo Club field, the site of last week's Coachella festival.

Slayer, Metallica, Megadeth, and some hokey opening act will whip the crowds into a slamming (moshing) frenzy, united by Hang Ten horns, and self-destructive drug abuse.


Big 4 Festival (OCweekly's Heard Mentality)

Maybe we're alone, but as American Buddhists we like both. Why? Both are counterculture. Both go against the stream, one in a angry way, another in a sustainable way. Yet both seem to say: The world is wrong. Religion is wrong. Consumer capitalism is wrong. Modern hippies are no hipper to these truths than death rockers -- if they stay sober and think it through.


Acoustic folk and tribal rhythms will pacify the pods of peaceniks discussing dolphin adventures and butterfly metaphors, united by Peace Sign pokers, and healing drug abuse.

The coast is closer than the desert and far less expensive, although with traffic being what it is in the City of Angels, it might take the same time behind the wheel to get to either from ground zero, the Bonaventure skyscraper of Los Angeles.

There's more chance that outdoor Buddhist meditation is going on in honor of the Mother Goddess, the divine feminine (Kwan Yin, Tara, God's wife Asherah, Inana, Diana, Mother Mariam, Esther or Easter's namesake). So west we go, laughing along the way to here NPR advertising a death metal fest and making no mention of the annual Earth consciousness-raising that is Topanga.



Stagecoach 2011: Pop, rock, then country -- Empire Polo Club