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Saturday, February 5, 2011

Horns in the wormhole

Existential hellride

Thursday, March 25, 2010

www.seanfmurphy.tumblr.com

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The Begotten - Grave Wax (Demo 2010)

This is the first demo from my one man Black Metal project, "The Begotten".
its a culmination of many things, my interest in the genre, my overall discontent and my healthy/unhealthy amount of off time in between tours. This is for myself and the other lost souls out there who enjoy this type of music. Its best listened to with headphones, at night. The music is made to wash over you. enough ramble, im going to be putting together 10 copies of this demo on CD. I may do a few on cassette as well, but in the meantime here are a few links where you can download it...For Free!


Begotten - Grave Wax Demo (2010)

Melancholic/Ambient Black Metal
For Fans of : Darkthrone, Sargeist, Shining, Mayhem, Emperor, Wolves In The Throne Room, Xasthur, Dark Funeral, Burzum, etc...

1) Je Vous Demande le Droit de Mourir (I Ask The Right To Die)
2) High & Rotting/Cold Creator
3) Black Flowers Bloom
4) The Sound Of Flowing Wrists
5) Angel of Hostility

www.mediafire.com/?dmnymynyywo

www.rapidshare.com/files/329795960/Begotten_-_2010_-_Grave_Wax__Demo_.rar


HERE is the Test Press I put together. 1 out of 1


Sunday, November 29, 2009

man alone

Man is the cruelest animal. At tragedies, bullfights, and crucifixions
he has so far felt best on earth; and when he invented hell for himself,
behold, that was his very heaven.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

silence

Tempted in our minds
Tormented in silence
Wounded, I'm afraid inside my head
Falling through changes

Did you know when you lost?
Did you know when I wanted?
Did you know what I lost?
Do you know what I wanted?

Empty in our hearts
Crying out in silence
Wandered out of reach, too far to speak
Drifting, unable.

Did you know when you lost?
Did you know when I wanted?
Did you know what I lost?
Do you know what I wanted?

Friday, August 7, 2009

March 25th 1911. New York City

Factory Fire

"One Saturday afternoon in March of that year — March 25, to be
precise — I was sitting at one of the reading tables in the old Astor
Library... It was a raw, unpleasant day and the comfortable reading room
seemed a delightful place to spend the remaining few hours until the
library closed. I was deeply engrossed in my book when I became aware of
fire engines racing past the building. By this time I was sufficiently
Americanized to be fascinated by the sound of fire engines. Along with
several others in the library, I ran out to see what was happening, and
followed crowds of people to the scene of the fire.
"A few blocks away, the Asch Building at the corner of Washington Place
and Greene Street was ablaze. When we arrived at the scene, the police
had thrown up a cordon around the area and the firemen were helplessly
fighting the blaze. The eighth, ninth, and tenth stories of the building
were now an enormous roaring cornice of flames.
"Word had spread through the East Side, by some magic of terror, that
the plant of the Triangle Waist Company was on fire and that several
hundred workers were trapped. Horrified and helpless, the crowds — I
among them — looked up at the burning building, saw girl after girl
appear at the reddened windows, pause for a terrified moment, and then
leap to the pavement below, to land as mangled, bloody pulp. This went
on for what seemed a ghastly eternity. Occasionally a girl who had
hesitated too long was licked by pursuing flames and, screaming with
clothing and hair ablaze, plunged like a living torch to the street.
Life nets held by the firemen were torn by the impact of the falling
bodies.
"The emotions of the crowd were indescribable. Women were hysterical,
scores fainted; men wept as, in paroxysms of frenzy, they hurled
themselves against the police lines."

-Louis Waldmans' Memoirs Published in 1944

*I'm quite suprised that I've never heard of this until today.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Leaving Cali...Albuquerque, NM

I drank about a gallon of Coffee Bean Peach Ginger Green Tea...enjoyed
some blueberry bubba og kush. now were driving to New Mexico
Endwell has never played here so I'm stoked. now I just saw that The
American Misanthropy Tour w/ Shai Hulud, The Carrier & Reign Supreme is
playing the same place as us (The Compound) now I don't remember this
place having 2 rooms or stages so I'm pretty confused as to whether or
not were on the same bill tomorrow. miss the shai dudes. I'm zooted off
this green tea.
oh yea we got an awesome 7 x 14 trailer today.
black metal ravioli

Thursday, July 16, 2009

the story of my life

by screeching weasel


My friends are getting famous
Oh what can I do
My friends are getting famous
And I think I ought to
My friends are getting famous
They're having a blast
My friends are getting famous
And I'm going nowhere fast
No I'm not
And I'm still singing stupid songs
And everything I do is wrong
These same three chords go on
Not fooling anyone
I think it's time to give it up
My friends are getting famous
They're on MTV
Interviews in Rolling Stone
And I'm in Jersey Beat
My friends are getting famous
They don't understand
My friends are getting famous
And I'm in a punk rock band

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Monday, July 6, 2009

Monday, June 29, 2009

Friday, June 26, 2009

Sunday, June 14, 2009

to the girl that will never read this

I've been thinking of the things that I missed
Situations that I passed up for this
One way love I took for ours
I'm through trying now
It's a big relief
I'll be staying down
I wasn't good at being a thief
More like a clown
Make it over

-ES

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Sunday, May 31, 2009

You Can't Win

Wichita, Kansas
-Sean

Saturday, May 30, 2009

You Can't Win

Wichita, Kansas

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

modern life is war

In this life there are no clean breaks...
But starting again is a chance that you can take.
I always thought that someday we would overcome the bad luck
And from the burden the gift would come.
Maybe I should have known better.
But I know we're coming closer to the end of whatever this has been.
When you're 16 you don't know what forever means.
When you are 23 you couldn't be more sorry to say.
That after all this growing up together all the good has gone away.
Sometimes the boys that should be yours best friends become strangers
with familiar faces.
Just don't tell me that it's all too far gone...
That they weren't meant to live on...
And don't let go.
I just don't want to have to pretend...
If we're not in this together...
If we're just stuck inside our own heads.
And I'm sorry that it took me so long to find the words to write the
song
That we can all still truly believe in
But I truly believe that we can still start again.