a sparkling and vicious-toothed
vocabulary of the new

5/31/2010 · NEW YORK, United States

Here is the cover for Twilight of the Idols, the upcoming debut EP from the Pink Blues. Tracklist & release date to follow soon. In the meantime, you can research the title, absorb the cover and associatiate freely.

A M A L G A M A T E D C O N G L O M E R A T E S elucidation coming also.

—Constantine Georgiadis

GREEK TIME

4/22/2010 · NEW YORK, United States

The Temporal Hex. The N.Y. Criminal Justice System. The Swine Fucking Flu.

...and other FAILs.

Thankfully, we're finally kind of ready to Finish (Start?) This Motherfucker.
Hopefully, we won't get hit by a bus these next couple of weeks.

—Constantine Georgiadis

P.S. : Watch this space for Official Artwork(s). Soon. Ish.
I feel like committing.
We'll see.

THE FUTURE IS ARRIVED

1/27/2010 · THESSALONIKI, Greece

The Future arrived today. It wasn't The Future in 2000, nor 2001, nor at any point up until today. From here on we live in The Future — the past is finally separate and discrete. This is not a rosy place, but it is not without beauty. Debts are not forgiven, but they lend focus :

Fight.
Ocean.
Eyes.

Love and Hate, now thawed, are admitted.

Rememberance.
Vigilance.
Another Push.

—Constantine Georgiadis

THE PINK BLUES IS TO BE

1/1/2010 · THESSALONIKI, Greece

The Pink Blues is to be a thingwhacallit of a greater Entity called, mostly, A M A L G A M A T E D C O N G L O M E R A T E S —itself to be gotten into at a later point in time. The Pink Blues is best not thought of as a band but as an artistic vehicular construct.parody.character.mode.of.operation.being. A constant possibility that is no stranger to being realized, or an inconstant reality than never exactly esists. And that which doesn't exactly exist cannot exactly be taken away. You cannot kill ideas.

You CANNOT kill ghosts

At the time of writing, we are perhaps no more than semi-imaginary. This will change at a moment's notice - one of these moments - and never forget that semi-imaginary carries the very real threat of half-existing. Nothing to laugh at in this Particular universe. Right now let things be sketches for a while longer, let things cook in their juices, let whoever scoff; nothing stops us from writing these words and declaring some intent. Shit will go down soon enough.

And so we will talk as well as do, because there are things that need saying. And we will do as well as talk because there are things that need doing. A lot will be figured out as we go. Some of the going has been done already. One thing's for sure : some enemies are too great not to confront. Terrible Void's been there, depressing us, far too long. We got life and art to fill it with — and, even shivering, we can set out to discover freedom.

—Constantine Georgiadis

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