BLAM! 3
Richard Kern,
BLAM! 3 Cover Girl
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- Shockwave Samples
- Fever
- Diary of a Self-Slasher
- Sex for Paraplegics
- Reviews and Manifestoes
- Reviews
- The NEA Agenda
- Open Letter to the World
The third BLAM! CD-ROM was released in 1997. Subtitled "An Autobiographical Index to Social Evils," BLAM! 3 was the final disk in the notorious series produced by Necro Enema Amalgamated. Maligned for its obscenity, BLAM! 3 did not fail to be lauded for its design. It wont a prestigious Silver Award from ID Magazine and took top prize at the Berlin Film Fest. Here is the content listing.
Chemical Wedding
A hallucinogenic, kaleidoscopic ode to the "chemistry" between two people, Chemical Wedding is the visual equivalent of a trip hop love song written under the influence of psychoactive drugs. Combining symbols derived from alchemical texts with psychedelic delusions, it adds a new twist to the old Zen dilemma: Am I a man dreaming I'm a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming I'm a man? Neither, says Chemical Wedding: I'm a man whose dream is to marry a butterfly.
Ebonics Boys
Language is also a psychoactive drug: it fucks with your mind, enables you to think things you wouldn't be able to think without being under the influence of the word. Take the word "ebonic": to some, it's as offensive as "nigger." To others, it's offensive precisely because it tries not to be offensive. Ebonics Boys capitalizes on this two-edged sword by telling the story of a pair of white guys. Are these "ebonics boys" symbols that tie together this otherwise non-linear narrative? Are they a pro and a con? A hero and his nemesis? Are they just good buddies swept up in the ebonics controversy? Are they politically-correct Samaritans caught in the pot-bellied bodies of hicks? Or are they good ole boys who think "ebonic" is just one more word to put alongside jungle bunny, darkie, and nigger?
Kreepy
The memoir of Kreepy Sewer, this text caused an uproar not just for its depiction but for its unabashed advocacy of the Lolita complex. With subsections like "How to Rape Old Men," "Racial Filth," "The He-Man Rape Enhancer," "Jerking Off to Jane Eyre," "The Consensual Necrophilia Club," "How to Make a Better Menstrual Cramp," and "How to Avoid DNA Tracing (A Primer for Modern Criminals)", KREEPY launched a great mind-fuck that has garnered it more criticism and calumny than any other book of the late twentieth century! More sadistic than Sade, more scandalous than Miller, more raucous than Burroughs, Kreepy is destined to become the veritable bible of perversity.
Monkey Show
Evolution holds that man evolved from ape, but what it doesn't tell you is that sex failed to evolve along with him. Man is a higher being, but sex remains animal in nature — so is it really surprising that people are sexually attracted to animals? Monkey Show demonstrates that man and animal may be differentiated by reason or consciousness, but they're united by virtue of sex. Its astonishing depictions of bestiality — sexual relations between man and ape, woman and snake — reveal the hidden truth of evolution: it affected our brains, not our dicks.
Nigger Trigger
The "nigger trigger" is the fuse that ignites the pipe bomb of reverse racism. It is the plastic explosive that blows the lid off group-specific misanthropy. It is the pistol that gets shoved up the ass of the military-industrial complex in order to eviscerate it of white niggers. It is the top secret Air Force initiative to train black Yogis to fly fighter planes into their own ghettoes. Put your finger on the Nigger Trigger now — and take a shot at the race war before it takes a shot at you.
Tape Raper
Tape makes it easier to rape. Duct tape, packing tape, adhesive tape, electrical tape — tape her up, tip her over, get on top of her, and tap into her resources. Tape Raper is something like an instructional video complete with a testimonial by Danny the Raper, a convicted felon who expounds at length on the virtues of tape: use it to free up your hands, tie up her mouth, or, best of all, tape one leg to the steering wheel and the other to the gun rack — "if you know what I mean," chuckles Danny.
Titman
When a woman undergoes a mastectomy (when she has her tit cut off, idiot), one of her primary worries is her sexual desirability. Will her man continue to find her attractive? Will he reject her in favor of non-lopsided women? Titman is the male answer to mastectomy—and ladies, the answer is reassuring. Some men actually like women who've had a tit or two cut off. They like to trace their tongues along the stitches, they like to hump the scars left by a radical mastectomy. In short, they find you even sexier than "whole" women — so sexy they may even surprise you one night and, in the words of the new rock anthem "Kitties, Pussies, Titties" (available on the audio CD), "handcuff, blindfold, ain't I witty, cut cut cut cut off her titty. I'm a Titman."
Other titles include "March of the Episemites," "Megiluguhguh," "NEA Agenda," "Necro Fandango," and "Trauma Response Program." To see these and more, order your disk today!
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