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THE DOOMED & STONED SHOW

~Season 5, Episode 16

This episode is another in our Doomed Cinema series and features a selection of music inspired by an obscure documentary called 'Madness & Medication' (1977), which explores the then emerging treatments of electroconvulsive therapy and psychosurgery. There were worries about the rampant and unchecked experimentation happening on the mentally ill and these potent fears, along with the stigma of mental illness itself, was the subject of a well-known film from the same time period: 'One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest' (1975). To match the mood, Billy Goate has cobbled together dark and twisted selections by Cough, High on Fire, Pallbearer, Saint Vitus, Thou, Usnea, and more.

PLAYLIST

THE PAIN OF MADNESS (00:00) Bloody Panda - "Hashira" (01:04)

BETWEEN SANITY & INSANITY(09:42) Saint Vitus - "In The Asylum" (09:57)

HERE WE GO (18:09) ÅRABROT - "Murder" (18:37) Aseethe - "Sever The Head (Part II)" (20:05)

A SHOCKED MIND (23:56) Usnea - "Demon Haunted World" (24:34) Cult of Occult - "Ni" (31:09)

NO ONE HAS DIED...YET (43:59) Undersmile - "The Unthinkable" (44:38)

ECT (56:28) Thou - "Terrible Lie" (NIN Cover) (57:11) High on Fire - "Madness of an Architect (1:01:19)

NO ONE KNOWS (1:08:18) Brainoil - "Preface to Madness" (1:09:27) KOOK - "Frequency 8" (1:14:00)

LOBOTOMY (1:21:42) Valborg - "Anomalie" (1:22:29) Ov Moros - "Madness" (1:26:40)

PSYCHOSURGERY (1:32:07) TRANZAT - "Hopeless Skies" (1:32:39)

ORBITAL UNDERCUTTING (1:41:56) Hössferatu - "Hand of Madness" (1:42:47) Pallbearer - "Dancing in Madness" (1:44:00)

PLAYING GOD (1:55:48) 71TONMAN - "Torment" (1:56:33) As I Die At My Desk - "Skin" (2:05:45)

FOR BETTER OR WORSE (2:14:07) Yarrow - "Well Worn Zero" (2:15:03)

WHAT DO WE ACTUALLY KNOW? (2:31:20) COUGH - "Mind Collapse" (2:32:04) Chalice of Suffering - "Whispers of Madness" (2:44:12)

SOME SAY IT'S EXPERIMENTAL (2:50:42) Weird Tales - "Madness" (2:51:16) Doomster Reich - "Midnight of Madness" (3:02:00)

FINALLY, IT'S OVER (3:11:52) Khanate - "Fields" (3:12:30)

LAST WORD (3:32:21)

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Listen here - 

https://sheepchaserecords.bandcamp.com/album/for-lack-of-discipline-you-will-die-7

http://thequietus.com/articles/19506-listen-new-arabrot-7

https://open.spotify.com/album/26HXOLWRQ9brRuchP5dxB9

Side A: Song Of Calumny

So what I worship is not right? My money belong to someone else? The words I write is all about you? Well, I hate to bring it to you for lack of discipline you’ll die

The air I breathe I pollute?   When I smile I’m recalcitrant? When I ring out the bells of repentance I’m accursed and for lack of disciple I’ll die

Mein gott, the world’s a jumble

For lack of discipline, for lack of discipline you’ll die

When I talk I command? by pouring out my heart I catechise? So the paths I choose are all circling?

For lack of discipline, for lack of discipline you’ll die

So when I make love, I mock          When you hit me I abuse you? By ending a relationship I murder? When I make progress I breathe my dying breath?

For lack of discipline, for lack of discipline you’ll die

Side B: The Isis Pool (Narrated)

I dream of the Isis pool, a moonlight tryst, I let love into the inner sanctum of mind and action. In damp cavities I participate in the varieties of the flesh, I lick and expose, tongue and reveal. There, you lay bare before tigers, coquette - susceptible to their yearning, their mad hunger, their crazed cravings.

They lap the Satyr’s milk from voluptuous breasts; they pass their tongues over the pubic tabular and with considerable finesse taste the beautiful flavours of the glans.

Soon I experience the exposure of true libido. On all fours she’s gently revealing her parts, displaying moist orifices for a touch of hungry caress, a mouthful of lustful appetite. The inclination is vaporous, a female drizzle of perspiration between open spread legs, femme moans through trickling mouthparts, the effete groan into sticky folds.

Affected, over-refined, sensuous.

Moving, elegant, sumptuous.

La-di-da, la-di-da. The inexplicable belle softly stroking the protruded flesh, occasionally embracing it with sultry painted lips, conforming to the movement of the cunt’s jerking convulsions. She’s partaken of the Isis pool climax, drinking freely of the tryst’s glorious ejaculation.

It’s like a fountain jet for ancient goddesses and the abundance of sensual desires only make the thirst stronger, the heat thrive, the hunger grow.

+ Duh! 

(ad lib blabbering)

“ENDELEG HAR EG BLITT SKILD FRÅ KVAR EINSKILD NATURLEG TING”