Association of Socialist and Satellite States

[zorro sings]

Comrades,Due no doubt to revisionist,right wing sabateurs and wreckers under the influence and pay of Kiwi-ism we found our original thread liquidated.We will persevere and once again try this method of communication in hopes we can foster peaceful relations with all fair minded camps.More importantly of all The Kernul Himself requested that this be done.Below is our first post in the now defunct original Association thread

For many years we have been in awe of the radical socialist nature of Burning Man.Communal projects and camps,an almost total break down of class distinction along with sharing of resources,all easy to see at Burning Man, was a communist dream.Only the Khymer Rouge were revolutionary enough to ban money and commerce for all but the Ruling Bodies.

This workers and artists paradise was missing only one element for communist perfection,the One Party State.

Striving to fill this void we were handicapped by the poor and humble nature of our camp.Imagine then our joy when,like a rising sun for The People,Kamp Apokoliptika arrived,fluent in noble Socialist Newspeak and dedicated to the masses.Ruled with an iron fist by the immortal Kernul Killbuck we found ourselves drawn in to its orbit and along with Peoples Art Congress became the first of the Satellite States of Apokoliptika.

This year we do not find ourselves alone.A great many like minded camps have seen with their own eyes the advantages of faithfully pursuing and following closely the tenets and creeds of The Killbuck Line and have banded together as Terminal City.They to have learned to love rhythmic applause,unanimous votes and surprise purges.To work and share together for the glory of The People,The Party and The State.

Of greater significance is the fact that these camps have pledged,if placed together,to focus like a laser to provide BRC citizens and The People in general a unique experience at the 3:00 keyhole area.Many are familiar already and need no introduction but perhaps they will recognize themselves here with their own views and opinions of this historic and patriotic undertaking. We speak of LabWerks,Booby Bar,Espresso Camp,Galileo,Mash 4207,Risa,and Peoples Art Congress.Speak please.

...Omar Suarez President a'Vie Club Verboten at Peoples Tent No.8

[pinemom]

A.S.S. Camp B(O)(O)BY BAR

...sound off..........1,2.....3,4....

[zorro sings]

Indeed Comrade,We anticipate greatly the time to come when we will be standing shoulder to shoulder with your nascent state in our joint quest to serve The People.

Already we sense a mission of some magnitude on your part.We forsee tireless efforts to allow this endeavor to bear the sweetest of fruits.Those fruits of victory whose very nectar reminds us all of the great benefits of following correctly and resolutely the strict Killbuck Line.

May the Booby Bar flourish and prosper as a shining oasis on the horizon,in service to the Great Masses under the Protective Hand of the Association and its Ruling Bodies.

Omar Suarez President a'Vie

[zorro sings]

The fraternal states of Booby Bar,Club Verboten and LabWerks will,in a further sign of our devotion to The People,debut our cooperative Mutant Vehicle this year.State Mobile Oberservation Unit # 17 will serve many needs of The People and Ruling Bodies through it's revolutionary and progressive mission.

We are undertaking diligent efforts on the music SMOU17 will emit.The Unit will be in many comrades hands.We are confident The People will be pleased with all their efforts on behalf of them.I know Comrades d6 and Jellyfish have pledged to me personally,along with an oath to The Kernul,that significant joy can be expected from their selections.

As for us we would like to play songs of great significance and familiarity Songs that yet have remained virtually unrepresented on The Greater Playa.Songs,perhaps,whose echoes still have yet to reach the trash fence.

Through intensive review and Party Thought we have settled on our first selection.We formally announce that The Wreck of The Edmund Fitzgerald WILL be heard this year from SMOU17 IF you are in the right place and at the right time.

We ask for further suggestions from all parties on similar songs.Songs that make sense coming out of a fog at 5 mph.

Greetings from The Loyal Servant of The People.... Omar Suarez President a'Vie

[Rocket75377]

.Songs that make sense coming out of a fog at 5 mph.

Slip Kid by The Who.

Please place objections in an orderly pile.

[BAS]

We ask for further suggestions from all parties on similar songs.Songs that make sense coming out of a fog at 5 mph.

Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf(sp?)
(Objections are not allowed.)




B.

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

Oh President, A'Vie!

With a hand upon the shoulder of my youngest son, we gaze skyward toward the light that cascades from your golden beacon of truth. It resonates with the joy of the people to whom we humbly submit this, the East German Kosmos theme for your bureaucratic consideration:

http://www.mutantvehicle.com/sounds/mp3 ... Kosmos.mp3

[EspressoDude]

We ask for further suggestions from all parties on similar songs.Songs that make sense coming out of a fog at 5 mph.

Doors 1967 "Light my Fire"

You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire

The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah

The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah

You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire

[zorro sings]

Oh President, A'Vie!

With a hand upon the shoulder of my youngest son, we gaze skyward toward the light that cascades from your golden beacon of truth. It resonates with the joy of the people to whom we humbly submit this, the East German Kosmos theme for your bureaucratic consideration:

http://www.mutantvehicle.com/sounds/mp3 ... Kosmos.mp3

Comrade,Was not this patriotic and socialist tune already adopted at a secret and democratic committee meeting as the official "Launch"music.

Through these revolutionary notes and chords the toilers and strugglers of our fraternal states who have gathered anxiously for the send off of SMOU17 will be reminded and inspired of their socialist duty and calling while bidding us adieu as we engage in The Peoples Work.

We salute and appreciate the suggestions of previous comrades.Our Archivists and Historians have confirmed that"Slip Kid"has never been played,even on a portable cassette deck,during the history of The Project.

We are frantically searching for the common thread between Wreck of The Edmund Fitzgerald and Born to be Wild.

Comrade Espresso Dude.as a member of The Association,automatically has his request granted.We have made copies of the lyrics you so thoughtfully posted and will have the Suarez Tabernacle spare no effort in learning each note and word.

Let a thousand Ideas be Posted.....Omar Suarez...President a'Vie

[Rocket75377]

Okay, two more I thought of this morning:

Ghost Riders in the Sky by Stan Jones.

Riders on the Storm by The Doors.

I'm starting to think of Burning Man more than I think about sex...

[zorro sings]

Comrade Rocket,Ghost Riders in the Sky....yes perfect



yippie i o yippie kai yea.....omar suarez

[Rocket75377]

I like the Marshall Tucker Band version, myself.

[Hana T]

[Hana T]

[Hana T]

[Bin Noddin]

Yeah - Ginsberg:

HOWL

For Carl Solomon

I

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly
connection to the starry dynamo in the machin-
ery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat
up smoking in the supernatural darkness of
cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities
contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and
saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tene-
ment roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes
hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy
among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy &
publishing obscene odes on the windows of the
skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burn-
ing their money in wastebaskets and listening
to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through
Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in
Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their
torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, al-
cohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind; streets of shuddering cloud and
lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of
Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the mo-
tionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery
dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops,
storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon
blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree
vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brook-
lyn, ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind,
who chained themselves to subways for the endless
ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine
until the noise of wheels and children brought
them down shuddering mouth-wracked and
battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance
in the drear light of Zoo,
who sank all night in submarine light of Bickford's
floated out and sat through the stale beer after
noon in desolate Fugazzi's, listening to the crack
of doom on the hydrogen jukebox,
who talked continuously seventy hours from park to
pad to bar to Bellevue to museum to the Brook-
lyn Bridge,
lost battalion of platonic conversationalists jumping
down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills
off Empire State out of the moon,
yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts
and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks
and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars,
whole intellects disgorged in total recall for seven days
and nights with brilliant eyes, meat for the
Synagogue cast on the pavement,
who vanished into nowhere Zen New Jersey leaving a
trail of ambiguous picture postcards of Atlantic
City Hall,

and more more more . . .

[Bin Noddin]

And as for the song in the night, may I humbly offer Joy Division's "Transmission".

[zorro sings]

Concerning this recent post by the so called"Hana T".

A personal note from His Excellency President a'Vie Omar Suarez:

We take no joy in exposing our class enemies as incompetent stooges in the employ of anti-party cliques and gangs.Running fools errands in pursuit of an idea whose time is very short.

Why would anyone draw inspiration for your cause in light of this insipid propaganda "offensive"as represented by the above?One should attack your foe at his weakest point not his strongest!

By suggesting that we do not really serve The People is to suggest the sun does not provide light.The history of our revolution is replete with victories and triumphs in The Peoples Name.A single blade of grass growing in the meadows would provide more of an impact on our masses than this line of deviant thought.

As far as beatings go we save them for our donkeys and goats.Our peace loving camps have no need for such crude doings as we have many other means.

Please take care......Omar Suarez

[EspressoDude]

A personal note from His Excellency President a'Vie Omar Suarez:

A single blade of grass growing in the meadows would provide more of an impact on our masses than this line of deviant thought.

Please take care......Omar Suarez

OH Yeah, can you imagine lawnmowers on the PLAYA!?!?!?!?!

[Major Johnson]

I wish to report the consideration of the melody- Lunatic Fringe by Red Rider. This melody should be broadcast from the towers at twilight to warn those on the Lunatic fringe that we know that you're out there and that you're in hiding and that you hold your meetings but this is open season and you won't get too far. It is important to the preservation of our glorious state that we suppress this Lunatic fringe and their radical self-expression. Dusk is the most dangerous time of the day on the playa. Long shadows are returning to camps to re-group and it is therefore the best time to broadcast our message to our enemies while they are all gathered in their dens.

The Lunatic fringe have ideas that serve no other purpose than to confuse The People with such notions as free will. Those who would behave with free will are confused and would mis-step within our glorious marching columns, only to create chaos amongst all those around him and the column collapses. It is our good fortune that our other columns will march around the mis-steps of free will. Knowledge causes weakness in our column; therefore, ignorance is strength. We must strengthen the column to make fast and strong our mighty wall around our beloved leader.

Sincerely, Comrade Major Johnson

Lunatic fringe
I know you're out there
You're in hiding
And you hold your meetings
We can hear you coming
We know what you're after
We're wise to you this time
We won't let you kill the laughter.

Lunatic fringe
In the twilight's last gleaming
This is open season
But you won't get too far
We know you've got to blame someone
For your own confusion
But we're on guard this time
Against your final solution

We can hear you coming
(We can hear you coming)
No you're not going to win this time
We can hear the footsteps
(We can hear the footsteps)
Way out along the walkway
Lunatic fringe
We know you're out there
But in these new dark ages
There will still be light

An eye for an eye;
Well before you go under...
Can you feel the resistance?
Can you feel the thunder?
- Lunatic Fringe from the Red Rider LP "As Far As Siam"

[Bay Bridge Sue]

A personal note from His Excellency President a'Vie Omar Suarez:

A single blade of grass growing in the meadows would provide more of an impact on our masses than this line of deviant thought.

Please take care......Omar Suarez

OH Yeah, can you imagine lawnmowers on the PLAYA!?!?!?!?!

Lawn mowers? FAR better than hoovers. yeah... I LIKE this. I sense an art grant in here somewhere...

A line of people pushing mowers (running full tilt bozo) across the open playa, generating the largest dust storm known in BRC history. Yeah...

[EspressoDude]

I wish to report the consideration of the melody- Lunatic Fringe by Red Rider. This melody should be broadcast from the towers at twilight to warn those on the Lunatic fringe that we know that you're out there and that you're in hiding and that you hold your meetings but this is open season and you won't get too far. It is important to the preservation of our glorious state that we suppress this Lunatic fringe and their radical self-expression. Dusk is the most dangerous time of the day on the playa. Long shadows are returning to camps to re-group and it is therefore the best time to broadcast our message to our enemies while they are all gathered in their dens.

The Lunatic fringe have ideas that serve no other purpose than to confuse The People with such notions as free will. Those who would behave with free will are confused and would mis-step within our glorious marching columns, only to create chaos amongst all those around him and the column collapses. It is our good fortune that our other columns will march around the mis-steps of free will. Knowledge causes weakness in our column; therefore, ignorance is strength. We must strengthen the column to make fast and strong our mighty wall around our beloved leader.

Sincerely, Comrade Major Johnson

Lunatic fringe
I know you're out there
You're in hiding
And you hold your meetings
We can hear you coming
We know what you're after
We're wise to you this time
We won't let you kill the laughter.

Lunatic fringe
In the twilight's last gleaming
This is open season
But you won't get too far
We know you've got to blame someone
For your own confusion
But we're on guard this time
Against your final solution

We can hear you coming
(We can hear you coming)
No you're not going to win this time
We can hear the footsteps
(We can hear the footsteps)
Way out along the walkway
Lunatic fringe
We know you're out there
But in these new dark ages
There will still be light

An eye for an eye;
Well before you go under...
Can you feel the resistance?
Can you feel the thunder?
- Lunatic Fringe from the Red Rider LP "As Far As Siam"

??warn the Lunatic Fringe?? We are the LUNATIC FRINGE!!


a good choice for car - tunes or car - toons

[CapSmashy]

No, no, no my darling Hana. Beatings are so...how you say? Passe'?

Beatings bring forth visions of gross physical violence and physical labor. One could easily break a sweat performing such primitive tasks as beating down The People with such exertions. And as we know from new directive from on high, sweating is so 2006.

This is the modern age darling. Our glorious leaders and scientists have devised much more humane and much less physically demanding methodologies for bringing The People into the fold of our most glorious society.

As the most Excellent President Suarez has already pointed out from his most insightful and wise mind, your attempts at propaganda to undermine the glorious work we are doing in the name of The People and the Motherland is crude and offensive. Lucky for you this the new age of dealing with troubles.

[zorro sings]

The Central Committee and Provisional Revolutionary and Institutional Council welcome the voices of our comrades everywhere,We especially welcome the wise words of Socialistnewspeak uttered by Comrade CapSmashy in denouncing,in a correct fashion,The Kiwi Entity.His Excellency thanks the Comrade for the kind words.

We are appreciative of the music suggestions.In fact,His Excellency Omar Suarez,has willed that each and every suggestion put forth on this revolutionary and progressive thread be honored if at all possible.This indeed will be The Peoples Music!He would like to encourage even more suggestions from ordinary toilers and Party Members alike.

President a'Vie would also like it to be known that two more of his personal favorites,in this specific parameter, "Timothy Leary" and "Hurdy Gurdy Man"were considered by the IV Peoples Congress of Sound and passed with unanimous approval and prolonged applause by the delegates gathered.

In Service to His Excellency Omar Suarez..... Mengistu Haile Mariam..............Rotating Chairman P.R.I.C.

[zorro sings]

A GLORIOUS MAY DAY TO COMRADES EVERYWHERE!
May we celebrate this day of The Workers Glory by redoubling our efforts on behalf
of The People and The State.

Omar Suarez.....President a'Vie

[Mister Jellyfish Mister]

Oven mitts for the masses! And Tang too!

French station ID submitted for your audio review:

http://www.mutantvehicle.com/sounds/mp3 ... entine.mp3

[zorro sings]

Thank you Comrade.It is with great joy that we receive your contribution and reassuring to know we have 4 seconds of space time taken care of.

Now let this be the official thread of our glorious endeavors and thoughtfully allow the other thread to take its place in the nether regions of this board.

Please all comrades.....We need more sound submissions for SMOU 17.

[pinemom]

Danka Shein !!!

By wayne newton

[zorro sings]

Comrade Pinemom,Danke schön indeed and a wise and considerate choice for those who love The People as you do.For there is much we have to say "thank you" for as we devote our energies to fulfilling the goals set out clearly in The New and Correct Killbuck Line in accordance with the needs of the masses and of The State.

Perhaps you may have a special occasion in mind that you may wish to hear this Glorious Anthem of Love?Rest assured Comrade that it will be at your disposal...............................Omar Suarez President a"Vie

[pinemom]

bitte shein...


I want umlauts...damn