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I am bad for finding this funny, but it's damn funny.

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I am bad for finding this funny, but it's damn funny.

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You know, there are few pleasures in the world to compare with the pleasure of having Diamanda Galas on when your freakishly Christian coworker comes into your office to drop something off. Diamanda singing in Greek, at her most strident and accusatory and bereaved.
Said coworker is Chinese-American, and is freakishly Christian in the way that only a first-generation Chinese-American (yes, both his parents were emigres from China) can be. This is the coworker who it took about 20 minutes to describe a badger to. This is the coworker who had an involved and prolonged interrogatory conversation with me regarding the freshness of the milk in the refridgerator, to which he contributed 'there's a sign that says the milk is bad?' and 'Why does it say that?'.
Over.
And Over.
AND OVER.

And he just walked into my office and stared at the speakers and said Utterly Nothing other than 'here's the documents I did yesterday'.

Hahahahaha. I am cruel... but I just can't stop snickering.

Oh, and the new album by Ms. Galas titled Deifixiones? Very good. For fans, think 'Saint of the Pit meets Greek, Armenian, Turkish and Middle-Eastern musical themes'. For non-fans, think of a 3-octave range examining all the themes above in four different languages, as a denunciation of the ruthless eradication of Armenian people which the Turks perpetrated from 1914 - 1923- and a denunication of the world's history which has forgotten about this entirely.

Disturbing shit, yeah, but let's face it; you don't LISTEN to Diamanda Galas for comfort, DO you.
I think this may, actually, be her most solid album yet, artistically. But good christ the reviews are funny.

'The thinking person’s Marilyn Manson, Diamanda Galas’ music makes the bleakest mid-'90s work of PJ Harvey sound sunny and optimistic.'

'This record has everything from, "blues to Byzantine scales," professes Galas, a Greek / American diva who wouldn't really look out of place at an Addam's Family bar-b-q.'

See, I can SEE the scene in Addams' Family Values with her in it, too.

'Oh, and this is Gomez's favorite cousin, Diamanda, Mr. Jones.'
'A pleasure to meet you, Diamanda.'
'FUCKSHITFUCKHELLPISSAIEHTIWWUTHAKEUWLANALAHANANANANAHAHAHA!'
*aside* '...erm, Tourette's?'
*whispered* 'No! She's an artist.'
  • Re:

    The one time I have seen her live- at a small club that's 6 blocks from my home- was in support of the Plague Mass album.
    I went with a friend who is morbidly terrified of being hit by a car.
    This friend ran screaming out of the concert shortly before intermission. At intermission I went outside for a smoke and I found the friend on the island in the middle of the boulevard, clinging to the light pole. She was putting the traffic between her and the scary woman. The cars MIGHT hit her. The scary woman WILL scare her.
    I couldn't quite argue the logic there, so I pried her off the lightpost and called her boyfriend to drag her home.
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