I Wish Life Could Be Swedish Magazines (a.k.a. Post Robust Profits)

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"I Wish Life Could Be Swedish Magazines (a.k.a. Post Robust Profits)" [23 November 2007]

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Porno Tampere Series: Socialist Realism

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"Porno Tampere Series: Socialist Realism" [3 October 2007]

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Guten Appetit!

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"Guten Appetit!" [22 September 2007]

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Cantor Continuum

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"Cantor Continuum" [3 April 2007]

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How Military-Industrial-Entertainment Complex Made Me Think I Could Levitate, and Raped Me Mid-Air

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"How Military-Industrial-Entertainment Complex Made Me Think I Could Levitate, and Raped Me Mid-Air" [30 March 2007]

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Bye Bye, Supermurat

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"Bye Bye, Supermurat" [13 March 2007]

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Merry Xmas & Happy 2007 from pHinnWeb + Kompleksi!

It's A Cosy Life in Police State (Consumer Electronics, Bling Bling and Polonium-210 for X-Mas 2006)

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"It's A Cosy Life in Police State (Consumer Electronics, Bling Bling and Polonium-210 for X-Mas 2006)" [30 November 2006]

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The Dire Consequences of Our Dependency on Fossil Fuels, and How Nuclear Fallout May Be Bad for Your Complexion

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"The Dire Consequences of Our Dependency on Fossil Fuels, and How Nuclear Fallout May Be Bad for Your Complexion" [21 October 2006]

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Happy Fuckin' Birthday To Me

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It's the 26th of July, my birthday. All the skeletons in the closet have been invited to celebrate. Tonight, encouraged with plentiful of fine drinks, we will dig out all our fears, sadness, petty jealousies, aggressions and the latent insanity for everyone to see. The cake is filled with cyanide and razorblades. This could be the end of a beautiful friendship.

A well-known music business professional and promoter, Mr. Super Manager harasses all the women present and insults everyone. Suddenly the place is full of bleary-eyed but rowdy professional alcoholics, all-round parasites, people you don't even know, always a friend of a friend of a friend, who drink all your booze, empty your fridge and express their gratitude by stealing the silverware before leaving and urinating in your rose bush on their way. So many VIP guests around, what a sight to see. The rats in the cellar must have their feast too. After the guests have passed out, the rats sneak out of the darkness and start to gnaw at the guests' faces, too oblivious in their drunken stupor to notice anything.

The rattle of garbled, undecipherable conversations everywhere. Gravity has betrayed this guy who wavers around dangerously before sweeping all the glassware on the shelves down to the floor. Well, you should understand, always understand. There can be no party without someone fucking it totally up. Everyone is trying to separate these two guys before they kill each other. Your mother's 56-year old friend is feeling all amorous, the sickening sweet perfume mixed with that unmistakable odour of a woman in heat, and tries to make a pass on this 20-year old tall guy. Her bald, potbellied husband lies passed out on sofa, drool dripping all over his face. Girls cry and scream hysterically to their boyfriends, pouring out all their pent-up bitterness and rage that's grown inside for months, their make-up a black, smudged blur all over their faces, while your best friend and your girlfriend have passionate sex in your bedroom.

Someone throws up all over your valuable Persian carpet. There can be no party without that piquant smell of vomit lingering in the air. The sweltering heat and alcohol has softened up everyone's brains, making them collapse hysterically or ready to jump to each others' throats. Everywhere there are drunken confessions, and the relieving of hearts. "I'm so lonely, boo-hoo." "No-one loves me, boo-hoo." Come on, pour all your emotional dirt over me, drench me in it, rub it all over my face, fill me with nausea and fear; because that's exactly what I'm here for.

Someone's face is bleeding badly, stitches are probably needed, but he just rambles on all oblivious. Someone tries to jump out of the window. Blond-haired rastas with weary eyes are rolling joints on livingroom's glass table while grime, dubstep and crunk blare on in stereo. Irie, mon. Lush. You could cut the air with a knife. Someone's popping Temazepams like they were candy. Someone's got their eyes large as plates. Someone shoots up heroin in the bathroom, leaving blood stains all over the towels. Better to put your rubber gloves on before touching any of those. Someone's lying on the floor, turning all blue with no pulse feeling.

Happy birthday to me.
Happy birthday to me.
Happy fuckin' birthday to me.

Emissaries of Hell

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Swaeg - pHinn's Contribution

Here is my contribution to Swaeg's street art gallery, to be held here in Tampere this July. Swaeg is a local audiovisual organization, run by Joonas Toivonen (a.k.a. Toiminto) and his cohorts who have had excellent underground electronic music parties, where I have also DJed a couple of times.

"Don't You Really Have Anything Better To Do?"

Rosemary

Consumer Feedback

"remove yourself at once from the goggle [sic] images of Our Lady of Tears...you are an emotional and mental cripple and spiritually bancrupt [sic]! please go back to the hole you crawled out of and STAY THERE!"
- someone obviously on a spiritually heightened level, via e-mail, 2 Jan '06

As you see, this "consumer feedback" on my 2003 triptych Our Ladies of Pleasure, Pain and Tears was already sent me soon after last New Year, but I didn't think then it would be worth mention. It's interesting that someone actually bothers to comment my silly little works of "outsider art" (for the lack of a better word), if even in such a harebrained way. Amazing -- I didn't really believe that someone would actually care. Obviously there are people who live in a very different world to us Scandinavians in our cosy little and totally secularized laissez faire society. Now I wonder what would have happened if instead of the iconography of Christianity I'd have used those of Islam here...? Probably I would now live in a secret location safehouse under a 24-hour police security.

If someone asks my own position as to religion, I always just answer them I'm an agnostic. My own argument remains that us human beings with our limited sensory skills and ultimately lacking resources of observation can't really prove the existence of God, neither the non-existence of God. Either answer would really be intellectually unsatisfying, because in either case there would always be too much room for doubt. All attempts in either direction would be totally futile, and since I'm not that inclined to any deeper philosophical thinking in such a way that I would love to struggle for hours on metaphysical questions like this, I just bypass this question. Lazy? Perhaps, but at least more pragmatic. You can't fool me into argumentation about this. I consider people's religious (or non-/anti-religious) views personal and private, as their sex lives, and likewise really no-one else's business -- until they themselves want to be exhibitionist about them.

And as a definition of any sort, I find "agnosticism" ultimately not satisfying either. Perhaps a sort of "Zen-pantheism" would be closer there to describe my own worldview. Go figure that out.

Anyway, you don't find any great love for any sort of bigots and fanatics from me. I don't mind anyone calling me an "emotional cripple" (or a mental one at that, heh heh), but if a person making those sort of claims implies thus being somehow superior and in comparison on an advanced "spiritual" level, you don't really know whether to laugh or cry.

I can't claim to be any great expert in the matters of religion but I think all monotheistic religions deriving from the Middle East area -- Judaism, Christianity, Islam -- are all more or less against idolatry, the worshipping of images; the basic reasoning being that the Divine, God, Jahve, Allah, whatever name you want to use, is something far beyond and greater than any man-made imagery can convey. Therefore I can't understand how an image of a naked woman on a cross (or Serrano's figurine of Christ in a tank filled with urine) could really be blasphemous, since they are only making use of temporal man-made iconography; which is only a finger pointing to the Moon, not the Moon itself. Jesus was not afraid of the darker and seedier side of life, mingling with prostitutes, criminals and other people considered pariahs in his time. Sex, lust, violence, death, drugs, diseases, madness and the general ugliness of life were all there as a backdrop. His quest was to find a way to the "other side" (call it "salvation" if you want) despite all these things, to go beyond all this. I hate having to interpret my own works, but perhaps this was something I tried to come across with when I created my "triptych". Therefore I can't find myself guilty of blasphemy or feel that I owe apologies to anyone (only for the crummy artistic style of mine, perhaps).

pHreak Out!

[MP3] 'Love Missile F1-11': Kompleksi Covers Sigue Sigue Sputnik

Kompleksi has now created a cover version of Sigue Sigue Sputnik's legendary 1986 hit 'Love Missile F1-11'.

Polytron vs. Kompleksi: Porno Tampere Limited Edition CD-R EP

[Skip this entry now if you're under 18.]

Here's the cover art by Spektakl GrapHiks for the extremely limited edition (of 2!) of the Porno Tampere CD-R EP by Polytron vs. Kompleksi, released back in August 2003.

The track 'Porno Tampere' will be in its finished studio version on Kompleksi's debut album Sister Longlegs Dances In A Disco, out some time in 2006. Also final versions of other tracks on this EP (all Kompleksi originals) will be found on the album.



Finnish text: "Grandma and me."



Finnish texts: "Don't move, Vieno-Inkeri." "It feels so good!"





Finnish texts: "Jyrki Hämäläinen - 'My wife knew about the prostitutes'" "Fuck yeah!"

A Siberian Midwinter Night's Dream

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Reminiscing those extremely freezing days of January 2006...

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[MP3] Kommandomixes January 2006

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First Kommandomixes of 2006... again with some golden oldies (or "mouldies"?) from our archives. Inept (except with Mike Not & Jazzy-O) and drunken mixing (if mixed at all) but (hopefully) with some neat-o tracks.

These mixes available only for a limited time, so listen/download soon.

Ta-dah:

Mike Not & Jazzy-O: West Coast Hip Hop Mix, Panic Zone @ Radio 957, 1991 (no tracklist available)

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Mike Not & Jazzy-O: Miami Bass Mix, Panic Zone @ Radio 957, 1991 (no tracklist available)

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pHinn @ Electronic Therapy, Päiväkoti, Turku, 24 October 2003

X-Ray: Let's Go
Cybotron: Clear
Brothers Fuck & Friend: Minimal Fuck
Dexter: Intruder
Chaos: Afrogermanic
Aux 88: Electro/Techno (Microknox remix)
DJ Dijital: Cyborg Power
Atomic Nation: Atomic Nation
Dynamix II: The Plastic Men
LFO: Tied Up
The Octagon Man vs. Depth Charge: The Toy Boxx
Club Telex Noise Ensemble feat. CoS: KVYCHX (Luke Eargoggle mix)
Doubledutch: Hit & Run
Dominatrix: The Dominatrix Sleeps Tonight
Liaisons Dangereuses: Los niños del parque
Front 242: Quite Unusual
New York City Survivors: World of Madness
Dave Clarke: No One's Driving
DJ Slugo: Back Da Fuck Up

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pHinn @ Entropy 10 Years, VR-Makasiinit, Helsinki, 1 November 2003

Drexciya: Welcome To Drexciya
As One: The Message In Herbie's Shirts
Trans Am: Cologne
Depth Charge: Robotomo
Doubledutch: Surface On Fire
Legowelt vs. Orgue Electronique: Putney vs. ARP2500
Legowelt vs. Orgue Electronique: ARP Groove
A Credible Eye-Witness: Episode 4
Autechre: Basscadet (BDCTMIX) [33 rpm]
Cessna: Time Ticks Away (Nu Science remix)
Perspects: Desire and Efficiency
Ectomorph: The Haunting (version) (Adult. mix)
Mandroid: Android
Deflektorz: Deflektor

+ speaks & some Finnhits Disco tracks by DJ Kuuro Kädetön Paisti


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