Aa, HEALTH, Hawnay Troof, Captain Ahab, Yelle, Grey Daturas, CSS, Andrew WK, MC Chris, ODB, Slayer, Foot Village, Atari Teenage Riot, Supersystem, Eustachian, Fantomas, The Locust, High Places, The Blow, POLYSICS, Dan Deacon, HALCALI, Guitar Wolf (especially Drums Wolf), Nessie & Her Beard, The Knife, THE 4 OTHER BANDS ON MYSPACE NAMED WOLF BLITZER!!!!!!!!!!1!!1
The Wolfblitzer is a band that has pawed its way out of the wreckage of one of the worst band break-ups in Alaska history. With !*!SHADOW!*!DIPPER!*! a smoldering, wasted hell; The Wolfblitzer has brought the most boot-leg loops imaginable and a drum motto that can only be described as "We Are Legion" to an unsuspecting and unprepared audience. Vocal accompaniments are fitful, screams, raps, and impromptu Avril covers erupting in a seemingly random scattershot. The Wolfblitzer is Earbleeder music as a singularity, black holian in its consumption of anything that strays too close.
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Hey thanks for the fucking rad package of Alaskan goodies! We've been loving all the music. The shirts are great and the floppy disks... well we're not sure what to do with those yet but even though we can't read them, I think they're my favorite part of package. Thanks!!
From the prolegomenon to Part Four of The Mad Man, by Samuel Delaney
"Now I know when the final morning will be--when the light will no longer frighten away the Night and love--when sleeping will be forever just one unsuspendable dream. I feel heavenly tiredness in myself. Far and tiring to me this pilgrimage to the holy grave has been and the cross oppresses. The crystal wave, unnoticable by common sense, wells up in the mound's dark womb, at the foot where the worldly tide edds, whoever's tasted it, whoever's stood up on the world's watershed, and looked over into a new land, into Night's dwelling--truely such a one won't come back to the world's doings, to the land where Light is housed in eternal unrest." --[English translation] from Novalis, Hymnen an die Nacht, IV