CONCRETE beta 0.1.5
"The Slab of Truth"
Totally Butchered last by The Fool (8:30pm - 1:30am,
Monday the 15th of January 1997(?))
What does it all mean?
What follows is a list of pre-released Concrete articles for your perusal
and artistic satisfaction. Currently, these files are accessible with any
web browser, on and offline. Concrete's official releases will probably
be in the form of .ZIP files that can be unarchived and viewed from sites
with Web servers, and individuals with web browsers at home. But
first, a scratching the surface of the tip of the iceberg...
The Antitrend that's Sweeping the Underworld!
If you are interested in working for/under/in the general vicinity of Concrete,
please read some documentation on how we do stuff. It's no biggie,
but it describes how to get your work (be it art, prose, or some form of
obscure performace art) into our hands and on our good sides.
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To read the Concrete Manifesto, or, the basic un-Tao idea of Concrete,
you can clickety here or download the PKZIP'd
form by boppling this link
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To read the ConcreteNet guide, and chili cookbook, hit
it charlie or to download the PKZIP'd form, grab
that shrew!
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To read the Project Rhesus FAQ you can clip here
or download it by PKZIPPING THE THIRD WORLD HERE
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To get yourself some action with the Concrete Self-Serving-Brainwash-Your-Cohorts
kit, bonka here or get the PKZIP-mangled version
here
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To see the hopelessly out of date (by now) membership list, wave
your wand here or for the PK______ version, click
me, I'm stupid.
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the Concrete Complete Rockumentation (ie, all of that stuff above
this particular bracket on this particular page) is available now from
the Odyssey FTP base here. in PKZIP format.
Words and Pictures of (questionable) Merit:
Check these out!
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Hacker Eating Habits
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The Future, Courtesy of Cthulu
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Caffeine Hallucinations
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Bye VVV
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Uncle Sam Has a Hyperbolic Device Up My Nose
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Pooky, Our Pet Dot Matrix Printer
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My Fingers Are Falling Off
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The House of Concrete.
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Quentin Tarantino-like dialogue short-film by
Coyote
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Twisted Fairy Tale by Coyote
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SPECIAL! The Mr. Ed Conspiracy!
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Bitch Poem by the F00l. its short
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Americans masturbate themselves by driving cars
like this (by The Fool)
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The List of Natural Highs by Cthulu, includes
boffing and ESB.
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The 1995 Alphabet songue by Coyote
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Beta Spoken Word Art by Fool. Soon to be a major sound recording, the Bus
poem
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Digitally Dead about Louis Merton and a screw
up at Social Services and Welfare... True..
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Distraction During Tests poem by The Laughing
Fool
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SPECIAL! The Urban Prayer and Curse of Grey
soon to be Spoken Word Art.
HTML means Brighter Futures!
If you were to hypothetically write a piece or create some sort of visual
distraction for submission to Concrete, there are certain very wise steps
you would be advised to take. Hypothetically.
Locate a friendly neighborhood HTMLizer (NaviPress or HotDog, for example)
and turn that dull, drab piece of commonplace art into a splashy, happy
HTML file before uploading to us. It saves us time, not to mention
about thirty-four bottles of J0LT.
Alternatively, send text files in a raw text format, and pictures in
.GIF, .JPG, .TGA, PCX, etc etc etc or even windoze .BMP format.
Faces in the Crowd:
Concrete is a result of a collective mind unit. It's sort of like
the Borg, except they've got a neat cubist spaceship and we don't.
Damnation.
Concrete can be blamed on the following people:
The Fool
Coyote
Cthulu
Doctor Strange
Livewire
Meija
As more people get involved, the list will get longer and longer.
Sort of like the Watergate scandal, only they had a spiffy four-star hotel
and we don't. Damnation.
"Wait'll they get a load of me..."
-The Joker
Well, that's about it for this installment of "Concrete: Cooking with
Nukes", we hope you've enjoyed the program. Remember, kids: all
nuclear warheads must be checked out from your local government missile
stockhouse, or else it compromises U.N. Atomic Regulations.
Oftentimes, members of Concrete can be located at one of either Benny's
Bagels (preferably the one in the West End of Vancouver). We'll be
the twitching, strange ones wearing the beanies and singing "Feliz Navidad"
under our breaths incessantly.
May Megatron be with you.