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autobahn</category><category>cheney</category><category>hockey</category><category>drawing my way out of a paper bag</category><category>you're anti you're antisocial</category><category>film</category><category>i love/hate france</category><category>don't fear the reaper</category><category>writing</category><category>la poésie</category><category>dubya</category><title>L'ennui mélodieux</title><description>I know life's a bummer baby, but that's got precious little to do with me</description><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1625</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ktQV" /><feedburner:info 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No album cuts cuz Metal Blade's gang of Patrick Batemans says nein.

Animals are blissfully ignorant of our gold star acid banging till we leave a pile of garbage on their house 'cause we if we know anything we know shit, and in the sun that motherfucker smells like civilization.

No wonder stray folks hither and tither self-medicate, murder.

The previous platter drunk from grindhouse Hammer </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/05/paranoia-is-just-kind-of-awareness-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/HjaJQ_RbliI/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7360719855413569068</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-15T08:54:00.040-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">that's his fucking metal face</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ansel's spinning corpse</category><title>A portrait of the catharsis as a middle-aged man</title><atom:summary>Space Casino junkies before, Space Casino junkies after, but where's the valet parking for the discerning headbanger, Comic Sans, where, I ask?

The Boys from Sweden parlayed their mood music for mopes into conjuring a joyful sadness. If only they'd fold the electro-noodling in the spaces twixt and bet on guitar runs à la Tonight's Decision or the new platter, they'd be always ace.














</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/05/a-portrait-of-catharsis-as-middle-aged.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nwH6AZ-hbY/UZN-4ecJlSI/AAAAAAAALLk/y4c6Z8UHBas/s72-c/DSC02867.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-1554887036917475230</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 18:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-06T14:01:05.504-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">this is getting old and so are you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>Ebb tide</title><atom:summary>

Was unofficially saving this, the riffyard where I lifted this dump's subtitle, for the final whatever, but whatever. Kinda struck me the other house on haunted hill, mind and matter meeting over reruns and free beer I forgot about: I'm tired, out of shape, dead &amp; bloated minus the dead but the bloat's a boat not far in the harbor, a place to go in the quest for firing negative reactors because</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/05/ebb-tide.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/WUEuz0SFCtE/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>21</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7230987984614395395</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 12:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-03T08:23:18.464-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuckin' slayer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">don't fear the reaper</category><title>Fuck the pen! because you can die by the sword!</title><atom:summary>









Jeff, welcome back.  
-- Satan</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/05/fuck-pen-because-you-can-die-by-sword.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/UwhSxqJkEz8/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-6608703752789657267</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2013 00:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-27T20:10:42.504-04:00</atom:updated><title>SHE WAS IS A BLOODY DISGRACE</title><atom:summary>

BLOTTO AND STUCK. UNLESS YOU'RE GIVING ME BOOZE, FUCK OFF.
THIS IS THE WORST DRUNK POST EVER. DAMN CAPSLOCKDOWN.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/04/she-was-is-bloody-disgrace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/--ljRn5GX_s/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-8849410349406005889</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Apr 2013 19:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-17T15:22:00.373-04:00</atom:updated><title>Black sabbatical </title><atom:summary>

Bored with bitching 'bout the same fucking rot. 
Back when there are some new tunes out, or not.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/04/black-sabbatical.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/wIo-_gZ9jj4/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7647565536133926432</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 16:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-15T12:33:07.694-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soccer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">la poésie</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fenriz weekend</category><title>Swing and a miss</title><atom:summary>

Suburbia hole-up tea chug, Stooges on repeat, half oblivion to the FA Cup on the tube &amp; the usual too, the page dirtied by shit verse #752 = ¡Viva la Revolución!</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/04/swing-and-miss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/cgPEk6ZWeW0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-1137997590154844971</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2013 12:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-12T08:22:04.429-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pure comedy pyrite</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soccer</category><title>Because I'm easily amused and that trumps one more try yet again at a half of a half-decent post</title><atom:summary /><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/04/because-im-easily-amused-and-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2IDEJ7b4jhQ/UWf7x26bRpI/AAAAAAAALKU/bFEdj1bPYFw/s72-c/jesus.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-4059777431606402466</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Apr 2013 12:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-10T08:21:33.699-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">animal magnetism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ansel's spinning corpse</category><title>Commie plots and cardinal virtues</title><atom:summary>

The title always seems to be more beguiling than the post, but at least I finally nabbed that rarest of birds. No, seriously, that's not a ketchup-smudged lens.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/04/commie-plots-and-cardinal-virtues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sOyDXXKPbD8/UWVMGBIJf3I/AAAAAAAALKI/51b4b0eMtyo/s72-c/DSC02724.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>20</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3612518601384511116</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Apr 2013 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-05T18:03:05.968-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">this is getting old and so are you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love and rockets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blah</category><title>Passive aggression</title><atom:summary>


It's taken decades, but I think I'm beginning to get why some, many, most, who knows, prefer clinical cold to that gummiest of monkey wrenches one finds jamming up the circulatory warp and weft so often that of course it was built that way, it's just that I really hate math. Where's that confounded bridge?</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/04/passive-aggression.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/hHdvmblt948/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-4643554924663888140</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Apr 2013 12:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-03T08:54:53.213-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">this is getting old and so are you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blah</category><title>Family, religion, friendship. These are the three demons you must slay if you wish to succeed in blah.</title><atom:summary>

I'm sure I've played this a dozen times last week, so here's a dozen and one butchering the baker's count for making candles von too tree ha ha ha make sure they're weird. On second synapse, monkey's tired of dancing. Always tired.

Ergo, stop hanging around and go frolic in the street.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/04/family-religion-friendship-these-are.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/8JtXfKVoiqQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-6628004683079653034</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Mar 2013 12:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-27T08:03:41.313-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i was/am/will be lazy for a damn good reason</category><title>Curse ye and thy ninth-level spell of disjunctive unmotivation!</title><atom:summary>Rock and/or roll, the only* constant 'fore the mortal coil shuffle.





*yes, yes, the banality of most everything else. </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/03/curse-ye-and-thy-ninth-level-spell-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/k5i54XNWwmc/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>18</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-5494450445391575630</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 12:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-22T09:09:17.389-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">this is getting old and so are you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">domestic unbliss</category><title>If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to ignore it, does it still talk to itself?</title><atom:summary>

Blah blah blah.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/03/if-tree-falls-in-forest-and-no-one-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/fpY8rbCnhlA/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-2555812385640834962</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 12:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-18T08:06:04.512-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arcane rituals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">narcissism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">you're anti you're antisocial</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paper bag blues</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fenriz weekend</category><title>Clap your hands say fuck yeah that's over</title><atom:summary>Sitting on the can early [read: early] Friday morning feverishly watching the brine bubble up out of pore after pore, my body's tubing behaving as if I had just downed a fifth and a box of prunes, c'est-à-dire, the Compleat St. Patrick's Day, but without all that pesky socialization.

To celebrate my victory, some select pieces of delicious ear candy. To celebrate yours, that I didn't go into </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/03/clap-your-hands-say-fuck-yeah-thats-over.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/ExY0wZ45OSE/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-5123503654465217048</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 09:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T05:53:53.101-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuck you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">this is getting old and so are you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teevee</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rock and roll's a loser's game</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blah</category><title>Riddle me this, Adam West</title><atom:summary>Being around others is exhausting.
Being by yourself is draining.
Solve for x.

CRACK.  



Nod.

This show's overdue for a reboot.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/03/riddle-me-this-adam-west.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/WDMXF7nONow/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-6638446729585108040</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Mar 2013 14:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-08T09:36:16.542-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soccer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">history is fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">musical judgment</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i was/am/will be lazy for a damn good reason</category><title>Fuck off and die</title><atom:summary>Spending spring break at home, the scribbling of my stupid paper and watching stupid footie sandwiching the stupid ham of stupid darkthroning. Sorry, ladies, this hunk of burning excitement's unavailable, though my wife wishes I wasn't. Zing. Thank you thank you, enjoy the veal, because if you saw the kitchen, you'd know it was your last meal. Badoomboom.

Bonus! 



Fenriz freaky channels Sean </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/03/fuck-off-and-die.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/BVqlFrmzHxs/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-1332629523265703233</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2013 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-04T10:46:52.992-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">that's his fucking metal face</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ansel's spinning corpse</category><title>More monkey dancing</title><atom:summary>


Heavy as a really heavy thing. Not so much were the two local openers which, as usual, didn't match the sonic aesthetic of the headliner, but that's the biz, kidz. Furthermore, Now That's Class, despite being a venue eminently digable for live tuneage, is arctic molasses slow in getting the proceedings a kick in the ass.

So, a late start regifted us some run o' the mill deathy grindcore drone</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/03/more-monkey-dancing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJLMmOIJkWE/UTS-1F7980I/AAAAAAAALJ4/kScrZRvdbtM/s72-c/metal+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>25</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-162677474368241820</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2013 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-04T07:00:28.927-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">this is getting old and so are you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soccer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>Axiom grease</title><atom:summary>If something's going good, give it twenty-four hours.

Every three months, The Blizzard rages.*

Here's some metal, 'cause monkeys dance.




*not exactly axiomatic, but what is the internet but lies and porn?</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/03/axiom-grease.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/8JtXfKVoiqQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7343123144302949602</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Mar 2013 15:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-01T10:34:53.826-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">narcissism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>His brains are boilin' when he hears the guitars roar</title><atom:summary>

Messrs. Shermann &amp; Denner, young &amp; wild. 

A choice ironically comical or comically ironic, haven't decided yet.

Nothin' goin' on, no gong-banging, no it got-on, just stuck in neutrality like Switzerland. Sans Nazi ingots, of course. Such a stash could fuel serious bootleg acquisition. Since I'm no DaiMon, no Rules, only old shows once too young.

Bunch o' other crap, but who fucking cares. </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/03/his-brains-are-boilin-when-he-hears.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/xSPN4o7PQZc/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>21</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-4400575810269680488</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2013 13:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-20T08:08:16.280-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">narcissism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">film</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fenriz weekend</category><title>Thine jaw stands slack 'fore the mysteries of life</title><atom:summary>As an occasional connoisseur of horror both great &amp; Z-grade, 'tis a wonder numbered among the seven that I've not seen until last night this awful piece of claptrap that commands a furious retch. Hath Plan 9 met its mighty match?



And that was the highlight of my weekend.</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/02/thine-jaw-stands-slack-fore-mysteries.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/9KCct4RwLNM/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>20</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-6083020303470013560</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2013 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-14T11:38:58.310-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fractured fairy tales</category><title>I'd tear my own heart out, I'm so Indiana Jonesing for you</title><atom:summary>

</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/02/id-tear-my-own-heart-out-im-so-indiana.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-7764179207015690690</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2013 15:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-09T11:17:47.214-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">narcissism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">angry chair</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blah</category><title>'cause I haven't posted metal in awhile, and 'cause you know it, no bitchin', 'tis what twixt is</title><atom:summary>

[an infinity of redaction 'cause imma 1.7 track mind and where I do push pen you can't see and you don't wanna be trust me 'cause it sucks like a Mack truck of godawful fuck sixteen tons and whaddya get space cadetted that's what]</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/02/cause-i-havent-posted-metal-in-awhile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/tccZs_veliA/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>18</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3590460806273224279</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2013 15:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-04T10:24:08.256-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuck you</category><title>Blah blah big brother blah blah blow em up blah blah</title><atom:summary>WHERE 
ARE 
ALL 
THE 
FUCKING 
PEN 
CAPS</atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/02/blah-blah-big-brother-blah-blah-blow-em.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-3823720583309715001</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2013 13:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-02T08:51:37.404-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">football</category><title>Because I've got nothing better to do</title><atom:summary>












Browns Super Bowl highlights.

The Fucking Ravens vs. San Francisco: God told me to tell Ray Lewis to fuck off. Not to his face, obviously. I don't want to get stabbed or choke on deer antler. The better team comes from the bay, but the better team brayed 'fore Baltimore the last two final whistles, but I also don't care, nor does the Dutch Wizard. Niners 27-17. </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/02/because-ive-got-nothing-better-to-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3146715698090395935.post-1708095971601906523</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2013 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-30T08:11:20.238-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">narcissism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rock and roll's a loser's game</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the side effects of slacking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love and rockets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the side effects of being very busy</category><title>Naval lint</title><atom:summary>The oceans are full of sailed ships.

You, 61° in Cleveland on January 30th, I hope you die of heat stroke.

Doing the right thing can be incredibly unfulfilling.

Each time I think I might want to make an actual friend, I thankfully remember that people are terribly overrated.

Responsibility [and X-Files reruns] keeps me from being a woodland hermit.

This post was paragraph after paragraph, </atom:summary><link>http://lennui-melodieux.blogspot.com/2013/01/naval-lint.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Randal Graves)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/Qn-f_Koj5No/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
