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Atheists Don’t Have No Songs: A Freethinker’s Mix

Tuesday, September 14th, 2010
Freethinker's Mix Cover

Cover by A Tribe Called Meuw

I know there already have been many lists of atheist songs; I know because in trying to find songs for my own selection I read quite a few of them. However, I wanted to make something different than a comprehensive list.

I wanted to not only to choose my favourites but also arrange them in some sort of meaningful order that tells a story – at least to my own satisfaction. In short, I wanted to select a mix that can be burned onto a CD and I have endeavoured to keep it under that magical 79 minute mark.

It should also be noted that I know full well that not all of these artists are, in fact, atheists. Some are, some are not, and some I honestly have no idea about. Rather I chose songs based on whether they expressed something an atheist or freethinker would be likely to relate to – though, of course, your mileage may vary. More on odd choices after the track list.

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Lyrics Schmyrics: Spaced Out & Rapped Up

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010


I’m 28 lightyears old!

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Sure, Mr. Ladies Love and I’m about 14 x 109 years tall – give or take a few litres. Then again I can hardly hold that against you when your contribution to the Monstars Anthem was immediately preceded by a verse in which Method Man claims to be “Insane like a runaway train.”

It’s still an awesome song though…

Lyrics Schmyrics: ‘Heartless’ got a new meaning

Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

George MichaelLast Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day, You gave it away
This year, to save me from tears
I’ll give it to someone special

Tra-la-la special, special. Wait…hold on. Seriously? Look, Mr. Michael I appreciate the sentiment and I can sort of see what you were aiming for in this song, but you need to put that tormented metaphor out of its sordid misery!

I know what giving someone your heart means, you know what it means. Hell, everyone does. But who among us can honestly claim to get a grip on what it means to give Person C the heart you got from Person A? Does this mean that George Michael fell in love with Person A, but that Person A then somehow made George Michael fall in love with Person C instead – possibly with some sort of mystical love-transference ritual? It just doesn’t work as a metaphor.

So what the Hell, George? Did you actually hand someone your physical honest-to-goodness literal heart? Because if that’s the case, you know, I’m sure you can’t possibly blame the person for giving it away the very next day – say, for instance, giving it to a paramedic or a coroner would surely be the right thing to do!

Science Fictional Reality

Saturday, June 27th, 2009

I awoke at about 4 am for no reason whatsoever. I had a very restless night. A couple of days ago a good friend of mine recommended me the comic Doktor Sleepless. It’s a comic-book about our lack of ability to envision the future even when it is staring us right in the face. I really like that theme because largely it describes our current condition. We are living in science fiction and most of us don’t even know it. When I bring this up people just look at me funny. Case in point did you know that teleportation is real? Yes, fucking teleportation has been invented. Granted, they can’t teleport people, cars, or food for Africa or anything. This is the objection people usually have when I try to get them excited about living in a science fictional reality.

“Oh, that’s nothing. You can’t teleport people.”

Excuse me? We’re talking about teleportation here. Actual honest to Pasta teleportation. Who cares about it not being perfected yet or whatever? It’s teleportation. Why aren’t you excited?

Anyway, to get back to my day so far. I woke up and felt like reading some Doktor Sleepless. However, since I am back at the Faroe Islands and we have little to speak of in the comic-peddling department, I downloaded a couple of issues from rapidshare. That’s the future intruding upon your reality again with you having nothing but apathy to greet it with. If the actuality of teleportation didn’t excite you, I wouldn’t expect a global, instantaneous library in which you at any time can access all of humanity’s literature on a whim to get it up for you either. Sure, it’s illegal but so was taping films from the TV onto VHS or music from the radio onto casettes, and that didn’t stop you, did it? Perhaps it did, but it sure didn’t stop me.

Anyway, Doktor Sleepless just told me to check out the album Saint Dymphna by Gang Gang Dance, so in a matter of 5 seconds I had downloaded that as well. Science Fiction I tell you, and I just published my thoughts instantaneously to a potentially world-wide audience.

Some old songs of mine

Sunday, May 17th, 2009

A few days ago some stranger contacted me on facebook and said she remembers having heard some of my songs a long time ago. She requested that I make them available yet again. Wow, I had no idea anyone actually remembers these. Let alone that anyone should want to hear them again.

They are very old and I think they are horrendous. However, if anyone wants them, here they are. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. The beats to all of these are made by DJ Equinox, except for Sword Swingin’. I have absolutely no idea where that beat came from.

Sketch Sepahi – Valsendings Kjaftarí

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Sketch Sepahi – Say Shit

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DJ Equinox & Sketch Sepahi – Nightmare

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Sketch Sepahi – Paranoid

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Blacircus, Sketch Sepahi & Prinz Logan – Sword Swingin’

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