:: Wednesday, July 26, 2006 ::

Read Week Thirty - myspace.com/bullette - Thrift or Craft

:: from Bullette at 11:43 PM

Read Week Twenty Whine - myspace.com/bullette - Why Wyeth?

:: from Bullette at 8:23 PM

Read Week Twenty Great- myspace.com/bullette - Metal Bikinis

:: from Bullette at 1:05 PM

New PRESS from Radio KRUD:

Glenn and I get a fair amount of submissions from a variety of artists and we don’t write about everything we receive. However, I was recently giving my inbox a much needed cleaning when I discovered an e-mail from May of last year. It was from an artist asking if we would write about her music. When reading this old e-mail, I didn’t recognize the artist’s name, so I figured that I had been lazy with checking my e-mail and just kind of glossed over her request without downloading her music or checking out her website. As I was cleaning out my inbox, I decided to check out her music and see what I had been missing out on for the past year. Unfortunately for me, her music was quite exceptional and was definitely worth writing about.

So to make up for the blunder I made over a year ago, I present you with Bullette, a very talented songstress. The Secrets, the album she asked Glenn and I to write about in the first place, is still freely available at her website as it was in 2005. And trust me when I say this: it is well worth checking out.

Not only does Bullette have a beautifully rich voice, but the music sounds intriguingly unique. There is a constant folky/jazzy flavor to her music, but then elements of bubble gum pop, hard rock, experimental noise, and even industrialish techno get sown into this sonic tapestry. It’s as if Bullette is not comfortable staying in one genre for very long. For example, the first track “Show Me” is a rocking tune with grinding electric guitars. The third track “Your Eyes Have It” is hip happy, mellow pop tune that bounces along to a sweet little tune. Then the sixth track “I Can’t Tell You Why I’m Smiling” is a somber track filled with a gentle cacophony of stringed wails and electronic crunches that is eventually joined by the sound of marching drums. Then there’s the final track “Uneasy,” which is a strange, one could say uneasy, combination of distorted electronic beats and Bullette’s folk-tinged singing. But nothing that Bullette does on this album seems out of place or unnatural. There always seems to be some method behind any perceived madness.

:: from Bullette at 6:34 AM

Read Week Twenty Seven - myspace.com/bullette - Bukowski T-shirts

INDEPENDENCE DAY:

The Genius Of The Crowd by Charles Bukowski
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art

:: from Bullette at 6:05 AM