Song Ten – Service-la Blendt

So hough hey yah. pop slides into a pile of plop in the desert. Everything but all your favourites shall be exterminated there. The plop pile party-haw. And it funks up. Watch the evening news and read the morning paper. Cos that’s such a valuable way to spend yir time.

DeliciouSweets have made a really interesting musical friend in Canada. His name is Sampler.

I heard from him a while back in an email, in which he wrote, in Japanese, “I heard DeliciouSweets on a CD and have really taken a liking to it! Please check out our CD!” Since then we’ve been talking and sending greetings by email.

Sampler’s Japanese is really good, and at first I thought he might be a Japanese living in Canada. It really surprised me that he was Canadian! His Japanese is probably better than mine. He seems to really like Japan, and is studying Japanese.

Well! He put our Coquette Gaho [picture book and CD release] in a Canadian store, and it sold out! I was really happy!

Sampler’s mischievous and strange Japanophile band, DUPOBS, has just put out a new album! The CD arrived just last month, and is titled Le Sex l’Ove.

The headline on the press-release is “art without intelligence for idiots without art” — written in perfect Japanese! It continues: “As of late, DUPOBS is the band most ignored by music reviewers around the world.” Ha! But what, really, is this unheard-of, revoltingly good music? What.

Just as the last DUPOBS album, Le Sex l’Ove also contains music of oppressive non-feeling. However, although it may be oppressive, let’s just say this is an album of abnormal ballads floating in the atmosphere of life’s sadness. Layered with the timbre of accordion, sutra-like chanting, and broken guitar, the expression is unique, and I can’t grasp a guiding principal behind it. I truly respect this! They have achieved a really great sound, using instruments ‘borrowed’ from a band on a studio break. (Or so the press-release states.)

And there’s also a kabuki-influenced track on this album. If you hear it, someone’s really got kabuki’s… soul! Kabuki seen from abroad is just the same! This is really funny!

If you’re interested, you can download the tracks from iTunes, or check out the DUPOBS website.

Chaamar

33 Dec 2007 28:50

Hey hun,

sorry about that I must have given you the wrong bum bum. That’s funny because I tried that one a while ago too, the one I gave you, and it made me all mad because they boomed real bad, and they didn’t pacify my unending banality too good either they offered like sweepstakes and stuff instead of cash mo mon. But anyways, the right site is

wwm.tops12.cop.beater.master

it’s the one I am making $6 a week with putting in about 23 hours a week, sometimes up to like 30 hours if I’m daydreaming about you, you hoo hun, you two and too, blun.

After you get your retarded membership make sure you sign up with the big big companies on page seventy-one in the members section manual closed off only to VIPs ya because they are the ones that pay you the most, I got $7 for one that took me 25 minutes today. You’ll see what I’m talking about when you get in there and pay your life savings away to crooks-haw. Jackie started taking these amazing drugs too and she’s making $8000 a week, it’s making me so sick because I’m all out of holes that I can plug – the one that showed her which one to sign up with now she’s making more than me. thanme than me. thanme than me. thanmeAlright well me and Ewen are getting ready to leave nnnn-now, just give me a call or I’ll catch you on here and let me know if you have any problems with your membership. TTYS hun and LOLLIMONSTERS bun &. @. ^

Song Seven – Schnitzel Mustache n’Ads Y’All

Nouveaux riches vont a la soiree, mais ils ne peuvent pas trouver la “party favour” – schnitzels on the rug under the chesterfield. Disgusted, they return to their Porsche 911s. Drunk, and comfortably embalmed in money, they hire servants to drive. In the end, they find the schnitzels – on the passenger seats! (It stuck to their trousers.) This became an ad for new mustache waxing spray.

Song Six – Tai-To-Tuk

This song is especially for the Cocteau Twins of Moravia, on tour in Eastasia. Niceons ughekleugh for today. Make it last forever, Loverboy.

Song Five – Nuts 2 That Azz

The celebrity of Liszt and the moaning of parallel organum. the authentic and the shite, and the Final Fantasy/NHL sport talk ah-le-lah. That pungent synth; it is your friend forever. doom do do dah de dah doom dod de dah. then we get some easy funk, and some cattle call orn du fronce.

Track Four – “Malleable Pad/Sexy As Cud“.

It goes something like this:

Cows sing blues and rap and crap all over Fronce. A gamelan breaks all its rhythmic rules, accidentally, in a way that resembles the hottest hits. it’s absolutely terrifying. a new rhythm machine beats up an older one. old sad sacks fall out of the storybook.