Addicted To A Dying World
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=tPLos6...

All Over The Universe, The Winds Of War:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=GRaArt...

Antichrist Cometh:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=vaXuKR...

Coming Down To Ground (flashback mix):
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=crApeV...

Dancefloor At The Centre Of The Universe
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=4J033A...

Escape From A Totalitarian Mindset
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=s5x6CV...

Fear Of The Lord
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=DTNNge...

Goddess And The Orgasm
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=iRvgaW...

Here Comes The Apocalypse
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=9iwXP9...

Here Comes Tiffany
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=_aRa0J...

Hurdy Gurdy Woman
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=PlMO3D...

I And I Fly
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=y502IE...

I'll Get You My Pretty
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=YxVyug...

In The End Just Radio Waves And Static:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=yZPSWt...

Journey Thru Inner Space
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Ra_lhb...

Last Of Days v1
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=lnzNKt...

Last Of Days v2
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Jt0CJT...

Life Is Just A Dream
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=53qtIx...

Living In A Different Reality
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=wDQ3SR...

New Beginning
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=7gHxeR...

Nightclub At The End Of The Universe
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=qIFa31...

Nightmare Vision Of The Golden Age:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=hG1OOh...

Oh Switch Off (original version)
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=p-K42k...

Oh Switch Off (Blue Peter version)
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=jnPhMx...

Out Of Primeval Chaos We Are Reborn:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=HaAEzV...

Out Of The Chaos And Into The Light
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=IsuGNo...

Seek Out Your Gifts
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=lXtIOW...

Self Medicating Magus Moves Mountains
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=_xzHd-...

Seven Angels Of The Apocalypse
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=UJfKki...

Seven Angels Of The Apocalypse (2nd coming mix)
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=8X9KUj...

Shaman In The Underworld
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=vzZhUm...

Shut Down:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=KwjbUw...

Sunrise
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=cgonmS...

This Divine Light
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=adePNv...

This Is The End My Beautiful Friend
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=v5WZpf...

Tribes Will Rise Again:
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=YeJX4K...

I've just added two new Melted Rubber Humans songs, Out Of Primeval Chaos We Are Reborn & The Tribes Will Rise Up Again to our new VIRB site, which is at http://www.virb.com/melted_rubber_hu...

Also, I've just completed a huge re-vamp of the art pages on my website, uploading several hundred artworks that haven't been available before. You can see these at http://www.rimbaud.org.uk/artmainpag...

I've written a new tune, "In The End, Just Radio Waves And Static", which you can hear on Garage Band, here: http://www.garageband.com/song?|pe1|... . It's a post-apocalyptic vision. A hopefully not psychic vision of our future, but something born of a cold, small fear. Something born of watching too many You Tube videos about the prophecies of Mother Shipton, Nostradamus and John the Apostle.

I'm not frightened of dying exactly. I had that fear dampened down in September 2001, when I nearly bit the big one, with a brain haemorrhage. I saw "death", and it was not nearly so big and terrifying as one has been led to imagine. I also saw the seeds of our planet's death, as I lay in my hospital bed, with that second plane hitting and hitting and hitting the second twin tower, in constant action replay. Even in my fevered state, I knew a bunch of mad mullahs could not orchestrate an attack of that magnitude against the most powerful, most well-defended nation of this planet. Sadly, my first fevered thoughts proved to be vindicated.

Maybe we all deserve to die, for letting these murderers and psychopaths take control of our lives. Maybe we are just not evolved enough to be able to peacefully co-operate and co-exist. It seems painfully inevitable that we will eventually wipe ourselves out. If it isn't with weapons of mass destruction - as stockpiled mainly by Saddam Hussein's accusers - then it will certainly be because of the climatic (and maybe even seismic) havoc we are reaping, as we rape and despoil our planet.

In some ways, I might have welcomed this collective self-destruction - after all, it is the pettiness of our skin, the blindness of our belief in our individuality, our isolation, each from each other, that causes such untold misery. In death, we will all be brought back to our true form, which is spirit, not flesh. Spirit recognises no boundaries. Spirit has no divisions. It cannot go to war with itself. It cannot steal from itself. It cannot neglect a part of itself. It cannot inflict pain upon itself. And yet, that is exactly what Spirit does, while encased in these separate bodies of flesh. So yes, part of me would have welcomed our collective death. Except....

Except that same month, September 2001, I became a father. I became blinded by the little parcel of flesh that I had helped to co-create. I became blinded by bio-chemical love, as all procreators do. I became jailed by the illusion of flesh. Like all fathers, like all mothers, I see myself as a guardian. I guard the little life that is my daughter's, just as preciously as any other parent. I may even kill to protect her, if push came to shove. I may even lay down my own life for her. So sucked in have I become to that bio-chemical illusion.

Yes, I see the bigger picture. Yes, this is all illusion. But what a beautiful illusion it can be; and I want my wee daughter to enjoy her allotted span of three score years and ten (and hopefully many more) before she shuffles of her mortal coil and joins the amorphous otherness of Spirit again. I want to shake George Bush, Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld. I want to sake Gordon Brown, Tony Blair and Alasdair Darling. I want to shake the slimy, cold bodies of every politician from Downing Street to Darfur, from Beijing to Washington, from Stockholm to Sao Paulo. I want to shake them until some dormant part of their brain wakes up and they realise the consequences of their actions (and their inactions). Like me, most of them have children. Many of them will have grandchildren too. And surely - even though their blood is colder, their hearts more calculating than the rest of us - they must at least love their own offspring. They must surely want them to thrive, even if they don't give a rat's as about the rest of us. Sure, they do deals with multinational corporations and line their own pockets, to ensure that their offspring inherit their wealth and p