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KAGEGIVING: Axis Bold as Love (2025)

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DISC ONE

So disc one is all stereo versions of Jimi’s songs. That’s great if you’re into it. Personally I prefer listening in the original mono versions. How there isn’t anything inherently wrong with these versions either. It’s just one more way to enjoy Jimi Hendrix and to rediscover some great music in different way.

DISC TWO

Classic Jimi Hendrix mode and nothing you need to to review with more depth. The music speaks for itself and that is the shining point of any album.

DISK THREE

Some new and interesting. Experimental guitar track being my favorite and the most interesting, especially given the Hendrix learning I’ve been doing. Sounds like it’s possibly the uni vibe giving this song its unique flavor. The 69 vibe emulates this well.

A whole lot of different takes. Love it!

DISC FOUR

The live versions of past works is where it’s at here and the different styles. Foxy Lady is a heavy as it’s ever been.

CONCLUSION:

Jimi Hendrix is Jimi Hendrix and you can’t really spell it out better than that. Unlike the previous release that was mostly alternate takes, this blend’s reinvention for a modern era with the past, as well as some new goodies to discover. That’s a really fantastic deal for a remake of a 50 year old album.

So is this something to be thankful for? Hell yeah!

5 outta 5

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Core Arguments against marriage.

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The annoying people, aka celebrities and influencers, are trying to make marriage trendy as if it’s a positive thing. Here’s why marriage is worthless and how Gen Z can correct the course of love for future generations.

So the baby boomer brigade ruined the sanctity of marriage pretty much permanently, however, of all the stupid shit the boomers have done, this might actually be one of their best contributions to society as a whole.

If you don’t know by now, most boomers are NPD as fuck. Their idiotic millennial children are mostly the same way. They cared too much about the frivolous nature of fitting in and in that, they are annoying as all hell. However, that need drove marriage into the garbage where it belongs. The alleged number of failed marriages for a boomer is 7.

That’s a lot of fucking up. I mean, this is the generation that gave birth to 1980s materialism. So they were born to make marriage successful, right?

Marriage was the original 1980s materialism movement, yet instead of money and bank accounts, you got tracts of land, power and a fetted goat. What of it? Well, that doesn’t strike you as a ritual based on love, right?

What you’re seeing in the news lately when you see a celebrity getting married is undoubtedly a PR move, more so than a love move. I mean, celebrities are the second biggest group of fuck ups that aren’t boomers and millennials and when were celebrities ever known for being able to keep a relationship going?

The celebrity stereotype in my youth was all press is good press, so keep jumping into affair after affair to keep yourself relevant.

Ideally, you marry for love, not power or money. You both start on a semi even keel and build a life together. The science says for men it’s slightly across and down. For women, it across and up.

So an example of this would be college educated students. Ivy League man, state school women. State school man, community college women. Community college man, high school graduate and high school graduate man, high school drop out. Those are the likely barometric data for that.

Same would be true of degrees. PH.D Male, Masters degree female. masters degree male, four year degree female. Four year degree male, high school diploma female. High school diploma male, dropped out female.

Each one is slightly across and down for a male and slightly across and up for a female.

That’s easy to understand. What about houses or cars, or celebrity status, or other bullshit? If you have 19 rooms, do you have to date someone with a paltry 12? No, the easiest barometer is the fiscal status. Slightly across and down would be millionaire to half a million. So you tally all fiscal shit and do it the easiest way you can, however, that’s not love. Yet, that is exactly what marriage was intended for, during its heyday of the Middle Ages.

So my arguments against marriage have been these over the years.

  1. It’s mostly for the female anyways. Men don’t really care for the ceremony.
  2. . It’s mostly just a structure for children
  3. It’s a bad deal for most involved past a certain time frame and the pooling of resources.
  4. Love is better than a ceremony
  5. It’s a failure more often than not
  6. People put too much stock in having to make it last forever.

What the conclusion should be, is that marriage, when people try to adapt to it, turns them into toxic people and ruins the state of love.

So what can Gen Z do to combat this? Besides overturning the system and starting from scratch, civil unions are your best bet. Why? Cause a civil union doesn’t homogenize your finances, it doesn’t care about your cars, ect.

Its sole reason for existence was a work around to gays wanting the benefits of marriage, but people wouldn’t allow them. It says the state recognizes your love and gives you the most important benefits of all, making meaningful plans that positively affect each other. Such as medical decisions or similar situations. Thus, remaking marriage into a more meaningful and purposeful system again, instead of a decedent ceremony over stuff.

So it would be wise for Gen Z to not fall for the idiocy of celebrities trying to get a shitty system over, for the sake of attempting to stimulate population growth or whatever the goal is. 99% of the celebrities married probably have never been in love, have no clue what love is and did it for the PR. Gotta stay relevant somehow, uh?

However, this isn’t an indictment on love, but how love as been cast aside in favor of worthless attention seeking behavior.

Take me for example, I made power play after power play throughout my youth, intentionally taxing myself out of the Insanity of millennial and boomers bullshit and I got amply rewarded each time. If I didn’t do what I did, I wouldn’t have found my best friend and that love was way more important to my life trajectory than anything else I could have gotten from a marriage. It helped fix the basis of pre-crime, it helped set the stage for Bestinyourgirl and made our friendship more rewarding.

Quite frankly, in New England, I wasn’t going to do much better than that in the millennial age range and judging from the rest of the internet, wasn’t going to do much better in general across the US either.

I, however, personally preferred a meaningful friendship over marriage any day of the week.

I pointed out in a previous post, I’m old, not pathetic. So I may as well point out the pathetic and problematic veneer of marriage and point to a brighter future that the Gen Z kids could cultivate.

As John Lennon pointed out, all you need is love.

In closing, Make Love Great Again

Stay metal 🤘

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Wanna know what love is? I’ll show you.

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Nothing is worse than an imbecile that thinks they know things when they don’t. I never profess to know everything, unless I’m dealing with pukes like this and then I love quoting Issac Asimov with “people who think they know everything are a burden to those of us who do.” And to borrow from Carlin, “it’s not a pet peeve, it’s a major psychotic fuckin hatred.”

It doesn’t get any worse than when it comes to love though. Oh you know the type, they check into relationship after relationship and fail miserably, but they know what real love is. Do you though?

Love isn’t sexual, nor is purely platonic. Love can be graduated on a scale and viewed a great many ways. However, if love is one thing, it’s not about drama, but rather what we might consider to be sacrificing. Now I abore sacrificing, it’s not needed to make a point, and assholes who act like they did something major when they didn’t are equally as fuckin obnoxious as the pissant that thinks they’re experts in everything. Take the assholes in professional wrestling for example, like The Rock, Mr. Two bucks in my pocket and made myself a star. Ugh! 🙄 Wow, good for you. You did what a great many people have done historically in the real world, but for fame. Ain’t you a special little fucker, eh? I digress again.

So back to love, and what most people consider sacrifice, but when you really care about the person, it just comes naturally. I don’t feel like I deserve a gold star for any of this, because I wasn’t in it for that.

So I’ve mentioned before I had only the one girlfriend when I was 12. That’s true. I can assure you, there was no love there. However, the story I never told, but only had snippets of, was my bestie and I.

So it’s November 2007. The 24th to be exact. A few months earlier I found myself in a MySpace chat and met some interesting people. A few of which I’m still friends with. However, the one I spent the most time with, was my bestie. Now she was mostly typical of an average millennial with a few differences. One of which is somehow we managed to coexist in the same space and not want to kill each other, as happens with so many of these other douchebags. This alone intrigued me enough to let her come see me that Thanksgiving. Meeting someone from the internet was something I had only done once before and it was two men to play cards over at the game shop.

Picture I drew of her and what she was wearing when we first met.

Now, somewhere along the line, we went from that one meting, to talking enough online, to spending 90% of 2011 and beyond as much as possible. I was there for nearly every waking, post high school moment. The ups and downs, ebbs and flows of just friendship.

I mean, we ran the gamut of shit. Everything from her crying under a table about her future ex, to her getting mad at me for stupid shit. I mean, I even changed my bedsheets and pillows to her personal preference because she used my bed more than I did for like 4 years, while I often slept on couch. On a couple of occasions, she took the couch and let me have the bed, which was nice of her to let me have my own bed back. lol

The bed sheets and pillows in question

There’s the time I only had only one blanket and she got it, while the rements of alcohol and a jacket on top of me was what I had to stay warm.

Me intentionally getting the red neck name tattoo on my chest for her birthday.

Red neck tattoo 🤘

Playing the blues together where we switched roles and she played guitar, while I “sang”. Normally she played piano, but she knew some guitar from her dad. It was fun!

Oh that time we bbq’d and later got shit faced and I played guitar and boy did I think I was playing well. lol

The time I went out in the middle of a rain storm to find a copy of DOA 4, so we could play together.

Or the time we got her a tattoo. How about this time she got injured and I made this for her

The time I was sobering up and she made me a coffee, which before hand, nither one of us drank, but in 2011 I started to, and if she hadn’t of used fake sugar, would have probably made me diabetic. I drank every sip out of appreciation. Whislt she tried to explain to me why people like to watch the Kardashians and Jersey Shore.

I learned something more and more every time we spent time together. She left a major mark on me and god are we two vastly different people. No could ever figure out how two people, with such vastly different world views, could make a friendship work. I’d say the same thing then as I would say now, we just love each other. That’s more than enough to keep a friendship going. Wanting to see her achieve her best and go as far as she could. Life seemed like the grinch with all that happened, but he didn’t stop Christmas from coming. It came all the same. It came with no presents, it came without bags, it came in spite of stupid hags.

This, even if it isn’t romantic love, is how you should be looking to establish a relationship of any kind. Caring, compassionate, endearing and filled with zany fun.

One caveat here, I don’t think I could ever do anything like this ever again. I put a hell of a lot into this.

Remember when I said “you don’t start friendships with a contract, so why would you do the same for something as meaningful as love?” When it came to the Gen-Z dating guide. This is that! We didn’t say, hey let’s be here for X amount of time or whatever. It’s just, hey we’re besties. Started with some Tenacious D and the presto, in 2027 we’re celebrating 20 years of friendship. It went by way too fast!

I’m very proud of my best friend and all she accomplished and been through since we met and now, she started her best part yet, motherhood. Something she’s wanted to be since we met and it didn’t happen til now. it was worth every moment I spent, no matter how taxing or difficult some things became. I hope this is her best chapter yet and I’ll be around to see it.

We have a lot of songs we share together and in jokes as well. Here’s one that I’ll let you in on, for every Christmas, then, now and forever.

Stay metal 🤘

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Souled Out!

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“You damn right I’m a sell out, I’ve sold out arenas”-Triple H Monday Night Raw from like 20 years ago.

So if you know anything about me, you know I’ve been against unnecessary drug use since I was young. I was mostly straight edge up until 25 when I decided to actually drink. I did, however, have a few drinks with my best friend before then.

However, in today’s day and age, one cannot be overly picky in applying to jobs, which is why I figured I would write about this. I’m selling out and applied to a job at a weed dispensary.

To be fair, this isn’t really my first time around this shit. My father owned a bong shop in Salem Massachusetts in the 1990s. It started in 1995 to be exact and last til about 1998. So I went from 9 to 12 years old by the time it was all said and done. However, it afford me a pretty good childhood at times, so who can really complain?

The stories I have about the era make Hollywood seem tame by comparison. I mean, one time a radio station went to my dad and a bunch of other local business men to get them to sponsor having Marylin Manson come to Massachusetts before he was banned. So let that sink in. I don’t really know how close this was to ever happening to be fair, but it was 90s and Manson was a young rookie in the industry, so it would have been substantially easier to make happen with a young 20 something than a man who would command more now.

However, that ran into a snag, because of local police corruption. Which is another article entirely.

Now, the USA is on the verge of full legalization, which is nice to see, given that much like my dad, I believe it’s use is a personal choice and up to the sole user. I don’t approve of all drugs, nor would I choose to partake in such myself, for a lot of reasons, but marijaunna is the least offensive on the list of scheduled drugs and I’ve been in favor of it since at least 2004.

Maine has been decriminalized with weed since 1999, so getting used to people smoking, vs in Massachusetts where it more recently has been decriminalized, was something I had to get used to and fast.

Now even Trump is looking at a weed and possibly changing its destination. So maybe in this case, I’m not so much selling out as adapting to the changing landscape.

It’s definitely not the most ideal job for me, truth be known, but I mean, I’ve hung out with the weirdos my whole life and beat the shit out of the popular kids in school, so it’s kinda fitting. Ironically, with the exception of a couple times in my life, historically the popular kids were druggies in my youth. Shit, I recall one time in school, the popular kids claiming they were doing cocaine. Not people I wanted around me, even with his bong shop: said kids also brought vodka to school once. I digress though.

Regardless, I’m sure I could excel at this job. I’ve made dozens of sales over the years and been very good at everything I’ve touched, plus I’m no longer at the age where people will pay me to keep my clothes one, it’s now expected or it “sir, you’re scaring the Walmart guest.” So Onlyfans is out of the question. I guess the only thing left to say is, who wants to buy some weed?

Stay metal 🤘

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Why I’m in favor of political violence in a post Charlie Kirk world.

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There is a huge difference between civil unrest and political violence. Martin Luther King Jr’s assassination wasn’t political violence, it was civil unrest. Abe Lincoln’s death wasn’t political violence, it was civil unrest. I know civil unrest sounds like I’m down playing the deaths, however, historically political violence has been known as war. While war should be scarce, it’s historically done us good. Revolutionary war, the civil war, world war 2. Without political violence we would all be goose stepping and speaking German.

However trite civil unrest sounds, it’s vastly downright from war. Civil unrest is when you get a tough climate and tensions rise within. Sometimes the catalyst for war itself, however, that’s isn’t always true.

Charlie was a martyr for Christian values or conservatism, he was assassinated for ego and valuation. Charlie clearly wasn’t a Hitler in training and attempting a political overthrow, he was a father and a husband that wanted the best for his children.

However, he is a martyr for stupidity. Ivory tower dumb fucks we call millennial, with 80s yuppie entitlement issues that seem to think they in the midst of a war, like it’s the 1960s. To compare the two would be an egregiously ignorant thing. Blacks were oppressed in the 60s, along with other minorities. There isn’t any way to hide it. What do we have now but micro disagreement. I’ve said this in my 20s and I’ll repeat it in my 40s, you can’t compare civil rights to the gay marriage movement. Sammy Davis jr couldn’t hide his skin, and while I disagree with the idea that gays should have to be closeted, such was far from real repression. Real repression is when you’re a homosexual college student and you get dragged by the back of a truck for no reason like Matthew Shepherd.

Trans “rights” is not a real issue , they’re just trading one set of rights for another.

Gay marriage isn’t a real issue , because love is more important than people giving a fuck about you.

Blacks and other minorities have been integrated into society for 60 something years, they’re not repressed.

The palatines aren’t repressed, you’re anti Semitic and need to grow up.

What we do have a real issue with is the looming threat of a third world war among other real issues going

The only thing Charlie’s death did, was reveal a bigger overall narrative of mental health issues among the millennial cohort than ever before.

Let’s start focusing on real issues again. As a line from one of my favorite scenes says

“we can’t be consumed with our petty differences anymore.” -President Witmore Independence Day

My condolences to Charlie’s family, friends and fans.

Stay metal 🤘

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There is no such thing as a loneliness pandemic, it’s in your head.

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“We suffer more in imagination than in reality” -Seneca

I’ve read a bunch of bullshit over the years about a “loneliness pandemic” that was plaguing the country, sending people to their doom.

I’m here to tell you, it’s full of shit! The average person isn’t lonely, because loneliness isn’t a thing, it’s self absorbed woe is me mentality that turns your sorry ass into an insufferable bastard that can’t function and we call that seasonal depression.

Reminds me of this quote

“Depression hits losers the hardest-The Onion”

As I’ve posted before, friendship isn’t about you needing a person or partner. It’s about a yearning to enjoy a person’s company in relation to what you’re doing.

For instance, I’ve gone out plenty of times and never felt lonely. I never called out dozens of friends to come over and cheer me up.

You should be calling friends cause their presence in your life is missed, you should be hanging out because their presence would enhance the environment you’re currently in. Friendships are two way streets.

If I wrote to a random woman and told her I needed to cum, I’m the bad guy, but do the same with filling a figurative internal hole and you’re a swell person.

Relationships are not parasitic, rather mutual and can be born out of many things. Much like biology class, it’s all what makes up an ecosystem.

So in the end, it’s about figuratively and maybe literally, getting off together in a way where you both benefit, because only one benefits from the hand job that’s loneliness , but you both benefit from spiritual coitus.