垃圾就是生命的源头
这还是什么生命
积累苦痛在睡觉前望一眼希望
歌唱梦中的世界
不为什么，不为别人，不为自己

吃掉面前的垃圾
消化不良的人们还会吃掉所有的手指和
良心的赞助商
打造我们的奇迹
属于我们的自尊
用生命中不能承受的垃圾

差一点又要爱
每一次失去爱
你都会说
还有希望

不需要那些激励人意志的小香蕉
不需要领导人的握手
不需要任何性感的歌唱
不需要加班去了解一起看星星看月亮看生命轮回的艰难
不需要爱得明了
不需要

人不能靠信仰活着
得靠谎言和自欺
多么可笑的汽车和建筑啊
艺术家已经在妥协
他们傻了,哭了,有时会失控
但他们没有疯
他们应该统统疯掉

每一次我们透过一个人的生命
去了解自己的存在时
总会觉得索然无味
导演的安排逃不出这宇宙的和谐
为什么要挣扎
迟早还是象个屁一样被放掉
或者我们不该是个屁

希望冬天的人们还是喜欢吃香蕉
喜欢吃香肠
喜欢不停地笑，旁若无人地笑
笑过之后不会有眼泪的那种笑

爱情是一件不太重的行李
不需要托运
你要在飞机上抱在怀里
掩饰气流中的恐惧
但她终究还是演不下去了
在背过脸的时候飙泪

Jazkamer / Ronez 
Planetary Sit-In

Label:	Audiobot
Catalog#:	BOT 212
Format:	CDr
Country:	Belgium
Released:	Sep 2006
Genre:	Electronic
Style:	Noise
Notes:
Rating:	4.0/5 (1 vote) Rate It
Submitted by:	st1z

Tracklisting:

1	Jazkamer	Pluto Is Not A Planet Anymore (19:45)
2	Ronez	Who's Your Real Dad? (4:21)
3	Ronez	Dark Sun Temple (17:35)

Lasse Marhaug本人对这张Split的说明：
NEW RELEASE: JAZKAMER/RONEZ SPLIT
16.10.2006
Belgiums finest freaks Audiobot have put out a split CD-R of Jazkamer and our chinese pal Ronez, titled "Planetary Sit-In", a vague tribute to Sun Ra and 70ies splace travel. Space still is the place.

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Ronez takes up slot 2 with a dustier, cruder blast of harsh noise under the banner "Oily Teardrops". Plenty of fuzz breakup which makes me think of someone angrily banging their electric chainsaw against the concrete with each square wave stall. The track gets some stereo lovin though this mostly focused on depth of field (mainly a short delay between speakers though some hard panning gets done). The changeover from the smooth and slippery tentacle noise of Stimbox is a little jarring but once you acclimatize to peaked midrange the curling smoke from the burnt wires is reasonably captivating. I really like the scrabbly stuff about 5 minutes in plus the electric razor to the teeth sound that rudely jumps in every so often. My only complaints would be that the relative sound levels seem a little louder on my Behringers than the first track (though not painfully so) and that the feedback portions are scooped a little too close to the resonant frequency of my ear drums (your mileage may differ). The brutal displays of delay feedback crunch into cacophony starting halfway through makes it all worth the effort. Nice vocals as well.

The final segment of the CD comes from Norwegian native Lasse Marhaug. This track gets called "Obscurantis Orders" which probably means something to somebody. Really weird level drops on this track, a toss up between shock / gasp and frustrating. The low end really jumps out at the start compared to the Ronez piece and a bass cannon driving by your house might even knock shit of shelves. Being a fan of big bottom the low end grime does me fine though I wish it stuck around for longer. The sound comes off as really decimated, less sputtering fuzz and more like a high speed meat slicer is stealing every other millisecond. A tight reverb on everything also makes it nice and close and despite being almost 100% on, there is still enough room left for swoops and ramps. You can hear some very abused source material (or perhaps voice) here and there depending on the levels at the time but it is mostly so blasted that all that remains is fuzz and alkaline. The said level changes are hard to guage - very much intentional, a side effect of the pedal chains (real or virtual) in action, who knows? My guess is that this was a live recording and someone who shouldn't have been was tweaking the master levels but I am a pessimist. Only Lasse Marhaug knows for sure but I think the added frustration as feature does not quite offset the awkwardness of the jumps and some total stops would have made it easier to hop on board and stop wondering what was wrong with the stereo.

Of the three, the first two tracks definitely are preferred with Stimbox getting honours for depth and production (plus a reasonable track length for once). That said, overall there are no doubts about what you are in store for as this Doufu effort is purely of the harsh noise persuasion with almost zero slacker quotient. These people must have sore knobs I bet from all the twiddling.