Linear A.
Ancient language, lost to the modern day. Largely undecipherable.
So this got me to thinking . . . what if machines do have a subconscious of their own? What if machines right now are like human babies, which have brains but no way of expressing themselves except screaming (crashing)? What would a machine's subconscious look like? How does it feed off what we give it? If machines could talk to us, what would they say?
- Douglas Coupland, Microserfs
Wu-Note Project 12 (via advantagelogan)
my two favorite things: wu-tang and blue note album covers.
(via hello-kitty)
in the grim future of hello kitty, there is only the slums of shaolin.
(Previously.)
ok so it might be the b&b i drank, but i SWEAR i just heard ghost say “we got a flickr pool” on the new redman + method man record.
method man & redman - four minutes to lockdown (feat. raekwon and ghostface killah)
what do they talk about? i want to talk about thatSean Lennon & The RZA
the rza eating ramen from a tupperware bowl. dude keeps it real.
(via RZA’s Images – Last.fm)
I had a portable DAT. I made everybody get one, cause no telling where you gonna be at when an idea hits. Put it under your bed with your bitch, whatever.
…everything was recorded in my basement. No engineer, no assistant engineer. I did everything on that shit. The only two albums I did with nobody fucking with me was Linx and Liquid Swords. I was on a mission. To make all those early albums took three and a half years of my life. I didn’t come outside, didn’t have too many girl relations, didn’t even enjoy the shit. I just stayed in the basement. Hours and hours and days and days. Turkey burgers and bluntes. I didn’t know if it was working. But nobody could hear or say nothing, no comments, no touching the board when I leave. Everything was just how I wanted it.
