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TRADEMARK RECORDINGS is in need of a part time intern.
Definition Of The Month: POUND TOWN
Pound Town
n. A fictional destination that is visited every time rough sex is had.
1. "What'd you and ________(unimportant girl's name)do last night?"
"Oh, we went to dinner and took a trip through Pound Town."
2. "Man I would love to take that girl to Pound Town"
n. A fictional destination that is visited every time rough sex is had.
1. "What'd you and ________(unimportant girl's name)do last night?"
"Oh, we went to dinner and took a trip through Pound Town."
2. "Man I would love to take that girl to Pound Town"
10.26.2008
Trademark Recordings Future Now!

Trademark Recordings is a few people releasing archival and current shit that you should know about. Trademark is Tom Mahoney. Trademark is Camerin Kelly. Trademark is everything. Within the next few months we will be releasing some of the best albums you will ever hear from gutter ass basement Daniel Johnston insanity to the heaviest of riff hard bands that could nuke Jesu in a second.
Things are changing fast. Things will never be the same, and you will definitely be the first to know about. Everything will be cataloged, and we will all be a part of history.
Wishlist:
LA FIN DU MONDE
MOAB
SUBTILE
LABWASTE
BLEEGO
LESBIAN
This is what we really want. A X-Mas special, James not seizing, and LA FIN amd LESBIAN split album for the masses.
10.24.2008
Dr. Z . Three Parts To My Soul

I got this album the other day and I haven't stopped listening to it. Dr. Z is completely unknown to me, never heard an utterance of their name, which is really hard to believe considering my mind is blown away harder than Alan Watts on DMT. It's like a super prog metal version of Jethro Tull. I have to say it's one of the best albums I have ever heard. Dark, heavy, insanity. Link is below.
http://chrisgoesrocks.blogspot.com/2008/10/drz-three-parts-to-my-soul-uk.html
Not Strange Enough
The other day was spent at night sitting in a living room close to my home with 3 men, 2 which I consider friends. It was late and we had been drinking and I was very tired and hadn't eaten a meal in a whole day and I was very delirious from my hunger thank the heavens that my friend #1 was making pasta for everyone. He's a good friend. These people are not the kind of people you hang out with late at night and not expect to get into a deep conversation. Their house resonates with the aroma of garlic, herbs, existentialism, theosophy, music and at the current moment existentialism mixed with suicide. I was glad when the suicide conversation ended with my friend #2 saying "I just wish I could meet a girl who is strange enough." That made me smile, for I knew it to be absolutely true, the only true thing said over the last hour, day, and maybe month. What is a strange woman made of I know not, for they are never strange enough in the shadows of a moonlit house with 4 men eating pasta in the middle of the night wondering where the strange women dwell as if they were exotic creatures roaming wildly through the fabric of time, and our nets aren't big enough to catch them, nor strong. That's how I like to remember that night. Redefining a species is exciting
10.23.2008
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