Transylvanian Hunger does have a good production...not only does it fit the music in question, there's a bit of a difference between low fi and "shitty quality"..perfect example = Nattens Madrigal.
I'm thinking Ikea. Drove two hours one way to pick up one of their bookcases, got home, was putting in the wooden dowels, and blasted one right through the side just tapping the dowel in. They have good ideas and I should have expected this due to the price. I know I could have built one myself, but I commissioned two separate people to do it over a year ago and neither have had time and I'm not going to go out and buy all the tools for it.
I like Ikea, never had that problem, and I've put together LOTS of their products. I can see it happening though, they are hardly the highest quality all the time, but the price rules.
I have no problem with the solidity of Ikea's furniture, just the colour... I have somehow inherited a table of such a disgustingly bright yellow that only the colourblind could sit in my lounge without a migraine. Right at this moment though, I hate that insipid TV guide menu music, which they also pipe out at around 3am each night when the channel's too cheap to whack on a musty old Hammer horror or some other comfortable space filler. It completely gets inside your head. I was walking down the road a few days ago actually humming this week's Sky Guide theme tune! Urgh, it made me want to wash my mouth out! I could have had anything else worthy, like Megadeth or another fine song stuck in my head, but no, Midday Tune #2 was cavorting around in there instead. Muzak makes me sick.
Am I to take this as IKEA is cheap in Sweden? Because here in California you can get fucking gouged in the ass-goggles for a lot for a bit of their items.
Mustard scabs. Especially when they drop onto my sandwich. FFS wipe off the nozzle when you're done. A close second is mustard water that comes from not shaking it properly.
I hate the police!! Those fucking pigs slammed me with a four thousand dollar bill for police response. I was in a car accident last year and they found some marijuana in my car so because of some idiotic calfornia code person under alleged influence of alcohol or drugs has to pay for police responding to a call. The judicial system in this country is seriously fucked up, all those bastards care about is lining their pockets with money. FUCK THE PIGS!
I hate when you're listening to music in a room and someone comes in talking on the phone and tells you to turn it off when they could talk in a bunch of other places.
I usually listen to music in my room, so that's never a problem for me. Once in a while downstairs when I'm listening to vinyl, or cooking food.
Ever since I posted my resume on Careerbuilder I've been getting calls and emails from all these Multi-level Marketing companies and it's really starting to piss me off.
Why? It was a perfectly valid point. Whining about religious oppression when you're living in a secularized Western democracy is laughable bro. Hate to break it to you. Annoying? Is that all this is about now? Oh damn it, I thought this was the 'things you hate with a passion' thread, not the 'things annoying you like people taking too long in the queue like omg!' Yo, I don't attempt, I represent, So get bent, You're out of shape, And prolly overweight, So try keep it straight When we're talkin' bout HATE What part of this word can you not navigate? Talkin' bout annoyance like it's of any importance? Son you need to comprehend Instead of trying to bend The pure knowledge I've been filling In this thread, it's overspillin' And thrillin', Technique stays illin', So don't start feelin' Smart, I did this part Of my post with simple art, But now I'm gonna depart, And leave this verse hanging like my dick in them hoes, Gonna go and make you feel like an ass in straight prose. You very blatantly implied that the concepts of heaven and finality are mutually exclusive. They ain't. Right, so now we're getting somewhere. We essentially agree on this point so why on earth are you separating only the rational part of the mind when it comes to god when emotional and intuitive considerations are just as valuable? And also emotion and intution are aspects of reason I would argue. Theological matters have nothing to do with empiricism, dumbass. Your dildo analogy is inappropriately used and misguided. Is that clearly enough understood? You continue to act as if it's a scientific matter and you've solved the problem. It's not an empirical matter, never was and never will be. Get it? Boo again. I don't mind in between yes and no, just facets of his nature, the origin, the details. Then you're a dumbass. What I'm trying to say is intuition is valid, simple enough. You discarded anything but scientific reason in this matter, something completely unwarranted. Now this is the part I gotta strike with art Envisage a DJ Premier beat And get up on ya feet, I run the streets, That's quite a feat But it's time to complete This little tangent, which I feel added Colour to my rant, son So these kids on the forum It's so easy to own 'em Ask a simple question get thrown shit at like I'm walkin' through Harlem Take Dodens, A moderate performer Started out on the corner Makin' some point that he wanna, But on this point he was wrong, oh, This to him I did show, yo, But he front and don't listen though, So I'ma flow... ...And make my point like a pro. So this Dodens kid he tried to talk Philosophy But he dun know shit about Socrates, Yea he read the Republic, And wants it known in public, He thinks if he shouts about it loud enough, It'll show Ink up, But I'm tough, And what I'm bout to say, Might make ya feel rough, And put a pin in your head that got puffed, From listening to lots of dumb stuff, And posting in the thousands, To act as if you know stuff. Socrates preceded Plato, You act as if you don't know, This simple fact when you spout About the Utopia, Cuz it belonged to the latter, Socrates had no interest in the matter No perfect city, he was a midwife Not a political theorist, asswipe And I'm not trying to be witty I'm just spittin' it gritty To show you that you don't know shit About what you submit. If there's a bit of egg on mine then there's an omelette on yours, Didn't think it was possible but I just owned you worse than before, I'm smashing through all, I can't fall, My words, they're too tall, So go crawl, away kid And find your next quid to spit And try make it intelligent Cuz frankly your finality, Is a boring reality, An absurd priority, With no substantiality, If you get me, Peace out homey.