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  • hnwreviews
    10.03.2020 - 1 year ago

    Dinosaur Hunter - Dino Knifing (CDr, Mutant Creature Records, 2019)

    What it looks like:

    Inkjet printed artwork in a plastic sleeve. The cover shows an homage to The Rita’s Shark Knifing 7″ from 2009, with here the theme instead being dinosaurs rather than sharks. The artist name is taken from Turok and the picture looks like it is as well. The back cover shows another picture of a dino being knifed from the game (I imagine) and the catalog number and label site. It looks just like the actual Shark Knifing release. A fun release concept.

    What it sounds like:

    The two walls here are both 5:01, just like on the actual 7″, making it ever more evident that this is a tribute fully inspired by The Rita. They are both grindy, organically rattling walls that crunch away pretty much unchanged but with plenty of great, angry-sounding punch and variation within itself. It’s a short but sweet release that certainly leaves you wanting more (and only 10 minutes of the CDr used seems a bit of a shame) but the reasons for the execution of this concept are clear so I see no particular issue with it. 

    In conclusion:

    A fun release that pays tribute to a great 7″ in a light-hearted way, all the while offering two nice walls. 

    4 bricks out of 5

    #hwn#harshnoisewall #harsh noise wall
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  • joannesvoice
    01.11.2018 - 2 years ago

    this year I was low budget Morticia Addams (I only used stuff I had already). The roses and the nails would have been the perfect final touch but I’m still very proud of how the makeup turned out, considering I did it in less than 15 minutes.

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  • pierre3215
    05.08.2018 - 2 years ago

    HWN04

    octobre 2010

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  • pesto-pasta-only
    22.05.2017 - 3 years ago

    (hwn)

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  • happywastelanddesigner
    29.01.2017 - 4 years ago

    ANNOUNCING the new Happy Wasteland Discord!

    The one thing we old fogies at Happy Wasteland Designer miss about early-internet communities is the well constructed message boards. We spent a lot of time there, and unfortunately those types of fan-pages have gone the wayside in the age of Tumblr, Wiki-types and Reddit. Not that that is all terrible. So instead of having to follow disparate parts, we’ve combined many different chats into one cohesive channel. There are spaces for play-by-post text-only RP, faction discussion and -the channel that concerns us at HWD- Settlement Discussion.

    Sturges’ Workshop @ HWN is the new Happy Wasteland Designer Discord channel. We will be running seasonal chats and community build challenges there but it will always be a place for builders to come together to chat and share. Voice channels and specific event text channels can also be made on the fly, so if you want to start something - just let us know!

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  • simutsira
    12.07.2015 - 5 years ago
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    12.07.2015 - 5 years ago
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  • performingforacause
    21.11.2014 - 6 years ago
    #votes for women #HWN #mrs. shaw #review#translation
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  • anewbabylon
    15.10.2014 - 6 years ago
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  • mali3u-blog
    23.09.2014 - 6 years ago
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  • hewasnot
    24.07.2013 - 7 years ago
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  • smarterthannot
    01.06.2012 - 8 years ago

    Drove to NYC with a rental car on Tuesday, drove from there to Columbus on Thursday, drove back to Cleveland early this morning, drove to Toledo, & now more than halfway to Holiday World for Holiwood Nights. I want to throw myself out of the car.

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  • ji-sparrow-blog
    03.04.2011 - 10 years ago

    He Wouldn't Notice (pt.1)

    It was here where it happened.

    This street. This side. This spot. He could still see some of the road stained with what he could only imagine was blood, and the tire tracks had yet to fade from either the gravel or the sidewalk he stood upon.. Lovely. The occasional cars speeding by showed no sign of knowing what had happened months ago, nor did the people inside bother to even glance his way despite how he was dressed in the biting weather: jeans and a blazer, what a defense against the unforgiving cold when snow was threatening to fall at any second.. It didn't matter though; he was numb anyway.

    He wouldn't notice.

    He wouldn't notice the cold seeping up from his fingertips, or how the temperature would freeze his ears and nose first and then creep across his cheekbones until he couldn't smile.. Not that he would. He wouldn't notice the stiffness in his limbs or the shivers that ran down his spine before disseminating throughout his body in an effort to keep him warm and his organs running.

    He wouldn't notice.

    Carefully, almost with painful slowness, he moved his hand forward, fingers stretching out before coming together in a vice grip, and he barely felt the silver band stick to the top edge of his palm before his hand fell limply at his side once more. His eyes were half-lidded and focused on absolutely nothing while his pupils dilated and his lips began to turn a faint blue.. It began snowing. There was a gust of wind. A voice called in the distance.

    He wouldn't notice.

    The silence of the scene was interrupted when a distant rumbling became louder, and he looked up with equal delay to find a semi barreling down the street in his direction. Perfect. A small flame of life entered his eyes as he was pulled from his trance. There were footsteps. He inclined his head slightly in the direction of the noise but was too distracted by the steel monster to pay much attention to it. There was that voice again. Oh well.

    He wouldn't notice.

    The man ran a hand through his dark, disheveled hair and briefly hid the dark bags under his taupe-colored irises as rubbed anxiously at his eyes with the palms of his hands. Suddenly he was awake, awaiting, and it would only be a matter of seconds. His blue-tinted lips curved slightly upward in a lost, desperate smile as the machine roared closer and closer, becoming clearer through the falling snow the nearer it got.. One step. Two steps into the street. He glanced around. Three, four steps. He was as close as he could get without giving the truck a chance to slow. Why would he want that? The faster it moved, the faster everything would be.

    He wouldn't notice.

    #HWN#Writing#PG #Dunno what to tag o.o
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  • alannakfarrugia
    19.02.2011 - 10 years ago

    seriously,

    shut the fuck up and stop complaining. you don't even fucking have it that bad. so many people have it worse than you do.

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