Battlestar Galactica

I am currently watching the new Battlestar Galactica mini-series that aired on Sci-Fi in the US. The new episodes are terrible; and not just because of the absence of vocoded robot-voices. There is something weird about them, though, because I can't seem to stop watching. Hope doth spring eternal, I suppose. The new Cylons look terrible and they actually have sex. What the fuck is up with that?



You boys look frackin' hot... You wanna go back to my place?

posted by Eye-D Friday, December 12, 2003

Man.

Man... The one good thing I hope that Arnold Schwarzenegger's election will give this crazy world is a decent widescreen DVD transfer of The Running Man, because that movie fucking owns. PWNZ!



Check my deltoids, motherfuckers.

posted by Eye-D Wednesday, October 08, 2003

Separation of church and state.

The DJ Hidden and myself have decided to adopt a technique that is much used in the drum & bass scene where several individuals work together under the same name which will ultimately lead to us becoming super famous and cheaper travel. You never know who's going to show up when you book us. Think of it as Russian roulette. It could very well be the secret fourth member of TOA.
The secret fourth member of TOA. Don't tell nobody.

posted by Eye-D Wednesday, August 06, 2003

Holy update, Batman!

I have gotten a huge stack of complaints regarding my site not having been updated in a while. Well, it was actually just one lone complaint but I guess I am easily moved. (Certainly not easily motivated.) And it has been quite long since the last update. So here: an update. It's not much of an update, but I promise more in the near future. I am currently still kickin' it on a sunny beach in Cuba enjoying an 802.11a one gigabit wireless ethernet connection directly to your mom's house. I just know you're jealous.


Me.

posted by Eye-D Tuesday, May 27, 2003

DJ Awesome Mix is in the hizzy.

After what seem like two years or so (and is actually more like three years or so) I have finally recorded two new mixes. I seem to be slowing down in my old age, because I noticed that all the old mixes are actually still 30 minutes each for purposes of analog tape recordings. Dizzam. What was I thinking? So... in accordance with piracy and this new invention called called the "CD-R", the new drum & bass mix is 78 minutes long. Should fit your CDs snugly. The drum & bass mix features a lot of fresh material from myself and those who I like to call my friends. A lot of non-UK material is represented here.

The new hardcore mix, however, consists of nothing but tracks from myself and Hidden aka The Outside Agency. Check my mixes section for the downloads and track listings.



DJ Eye-D during the recording of one the new mixes.

posted by Eye-D Sunday, February 16, 2003

How ruff would you like your eggs, sir?

After many months of blood, sweat and watching movies I have finally completed the flip to the track known as Station. After many long debates with my inner-self it was decided to name the track James Brown. It's amazing how often a working title will stick. You can listen to previews of the tracks by clicking on their respective names. Feedback is always appreciated, but I'll be damned if I change anything to these tracks. Look for this on Ruff-Teck.



James Brown & Eye-D sign the licensing deal for Ruff-Teck 63.

posted by Eye-D Sunday, February 02, 2003

Morons

This won't be pretty... DJ Hidden and I played a set at a mixed style new year's rave tonight. I just got home and have to vent... a little.

There were several brainless imbecils in attendance who continually whined, complained and moaned like the little fucking pussies that they are about how they wanted to hear trance and hardhouse. Fuck these motherfuckers. Who the fuck do they think they are that they can dictate what I play? Fuck you, you hopeless subhuman morons. I don't give a fuck about how much coke and speed you've used tonight. If it makes you act like even more of a fucking idiot than you already are you should stay the fuck home. You crying little girls. There isn't a single soul on this earth who has an IQ higher than 3 and likes hardhouse. If you don't like the music you're hearing, go somewhere else, you gutless fucking nimrods.



See?

posted by Eye-D Wednesday, January 01, 2003