welcome to the digital shithole of shpendium. this website exists because the domain was
available, my better judgment was not, and i recklessly took it anyway.
let me ask you — what the fuck are you expecting here?
okay, you are already here. i think about technology, world politics, nature, and beer — sometimes
separately, sometimes dangerously combined. i’m currently focused on several things that feel urgent
but will likely be forgotten by tuesday.
if you are looking for a professional portfolio, you have taken a wrong
turn at the internet. nevertheless, if you are
looking for someone who has 100+ wikipedia tabs open, or knows some completely useless facts that could just keep you awake at night, you
are in the right place.
the credentials: a 655-day wordle streak across 1364 games, which is less a hobby and more a hostage situation. i also build playlists that resist explanation, and i own more books than i will ever read, which has not once slowed down the buying. i do not watch films and shows so much as return to them, which is why every january 1st starts with the same trilogy, not knowing if it is a preference or a condition.
disclaimer: this site will always be a work in progress. much like my life.
you actually clicked through. bold move. here’s the situation: this page
exists, which is more than can be said for most of my plans. the thoughts themselves, however, have not
yet made the journey from my head to this screen. they’re in there somewhere, rattling around
between opinions about geopolitics and whether the second beer was a good idea. they’ll surface
eventually. probably.
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nothing here yet. the thoughts exist, they’re just not particularly
interested in being written down. they’ll come around eventually. or they won’t.
that’s kind of the whole thing.
let’s get something straight: i am not harvesting your data. not out of some profound
respect for your digital sovereignty, but because you are simply not that interesting.
1. data collection
i do not use cookies. i do not track your session. i do not care how long you stared at the useless
facts. if i wanted to observe agonizingly average behavior, i would go to a supermarket on a tuesday
afternoon.
2. third parties
i have not sold your information to advertisers, foreign governments, or corporate algorithms.
frankly, even if i had it, they wouldn’t want it. what is the market value of someone who clicked "i
refuse to self-reflect" on a random website? exactly.
3. your rights
you have the right to leave this website at any time. you had that right before you clicked on this
page, and yet here you are, reading a fake privacy policy just to see where the joke goes. this is a
stunning indictment of how you spend your free time.
music is the only thing i organize obsessively and without shame. some i built, some spotify built for me, some i just claimed. none of them are apologized for.
a meticulously curated sonic journey through the absolute peaks of metal and rock. every track is logically sequenced to create a seamless flow of energy, atmosphere, and power, bridging genres without breaking immersion. no shuffle required—experience the descent exactly as intended.
213 songs · 18hr 40minopens with: behemoth — post god nirvana
this prime-numbered playlist (currently 47 tracks), an eclectic odyssey, tells a story in its set order but embraces chaos on shuffle. spanning a crazy mix of genres, it’s destined to grow, hitting every prime milestone. experience the narrative and the unexpected.
47 songs · 3hr 59minopens with: eminem — the way i am
a sonic journey through the waves of grief. structured to move from the ritualistic descent and the heavy rage of loss, into the warmth of specific memories, and finally, the crossing toward acceptance. for the days when the silence is loud, but the love is louder.
i of iii. the slow one. cave’s late records next to massive attack, portishead, agnes obel, and sigur rós — everything at the same low pulse. starts quiet, peaks once, and spends the last twenty minutes coming back down.
52 songs · 4hr 25minopens with: nick cave & the bad seeds — push the sky away
ii of iii. the quiet one. the boatman’s call next to cohen, cash, dylan, mazzy star, and townes van zandt — voice, piano, nothing to hide behind. gets worse before it gets kind, and ends softer than it started.
52 songs · 3hr 47minopens with: nick cave & the bad seeds — people ain’t no good
iii of iii. the loud one. cave and grinderman at full volume next to johnny cash, pj harvey, tom waits, and the cure — blues, threat, bad intentions. two hard strikes, and a desolate stretch between them where agnes obel and low hold the quiet.
57 songs · 4hr 12minopens with: nick cave & the bad seeds — the weeping song
eighty-four tracks from a decade when alternative meant everything at once. nirvana and daft punk on the same radio format. grunge, britpop, shoegaze, trip-hop, big beat, and björk doing whatever björk was doing. nobody found it strange.
black sabbath, 1972. eminem built a whole track on it in 2010. then it turned out everyone wrote one — bowie, 2pac, judas priest, yes, santana, donovan. twenty-two of them. plays top to bottom and ends where it started, on purpose.
22 songs · 1hr 40minopens with: black sabbath — changes
the only three eminem songs that open with the phrase. 1999: am i afraid of death. 2000: do i mean half the shit i say. 2009: where did you disappear to. ten years, three questions, nobody actually asking.
3 songs · 15minopens with: eminem — still don’t give a fuck
six openings where he defends himself before anyone accused him of anything. three of them start with a lot of people ask me. the other three skip the pretext and go straight to the argument. the room never says a word.
6 songs · 31minopens with: eminem — still don’t give a fuck
every metallica song i care about, sequenced by album preference. the first six are the preferred records in order. after that, the s&m concerts bleed in — a way to revisit the same songs through a different room. no skip-worthy filler. no load.
162 songs · 16hr 57minopens with: metallica — enter sandman
plovdiv got the full shows of a lost world set: 26 tracks proving robert smith can still open with a eulogy and close with a pop song and make both true. the new grief first, the old singles as the reward for staying through it.
a stadium built from scratch just for this one date, the sofi globe stage shipped in whole and rebuilt in kashar. 35 songs, no opener, no warning — king first, then everything else he’s spent two decades needing to prove.
35 songs · 2hr 16minopened with: kanye west — king
two completely different sets under the no repeat weekend format, stitched into one playlist exactly as played. same ac/dc intro both nights, then creeping death versus whiplash to open — two shows sharing almost nothing else.
36 songs · 3hr 25minintro: ac/dc — it’s a long way to the topnight one: metallica — creeping deathnight two: metallica — whiplash
the second-night support slot in budapest, and gojira treat it like a headline set anyway. no filler between songs, no stalling for the crowd to catch up — just born for one thing and ten more built exactly like it, back to back.
11 songs · 51minopened with: gojira — born for one thing
budapest got 31 minutes of a hardcore band refusing to shrink to stadium size. blinding faith rips the set open before metallica even walks out, and knocked loose spent this whole leg of the tour turning polite crowds into pits.
night one support, paired with avatar, ahead of the band they arguably helped shape decades before this reunion. regular people (conceit) opens 13 songs of a pantera that still plays like it has everything left to prove, not just a legacy to defend.
the swiss industrial pioneers brought their sampler-and-drums assault to skopje for 16 songs. appear disappear opens a set that still sounds like it arrived from a future nobody else got to yet, decades on and not a minute of it dated.
16 songs · 1hr 18minopened with: the young gods — appear disappear
girl in amber opens, and from there nick cave does what few songwriters attempt live: the weeping song’s grief, into my arms' plea to a god he doesn’t fully trust, and somehow it all lands as one continuous, devastating argument for tenderness.
25 songs · 2hr 9minopened with: nick cave & the bad seeds — girl in amber
same dynoro intro joke, same risingson gut-punch as mantova a year before it — but by the time skopje happened, the act 1.5 visuals had sharpened into something closer to an indictment than a backdrop behind the band on stage.
15 songs · 1hr 16minintro: dynoro, gigi d’agostino — in my mindopened with: massive attack — risingson
sofia metal fest, part of the o father o satan o svmmer run across europe that summer. post god nirvana opens with zero build-up — 14 songs in barely an hour, opvs contra natvram tracks sitting comfortably next to the older blasphemy.
14 songs · 1hr 1minopened with: behemoth — post god nirvana
dynoro and gigi d’agostino play the crowd on as a joke before risingson tears the mood apart completely — the earliest form of the act 1.5 set, gaza casualty statistics already climbing the screens during safe from harm.
18 songs · 1hr 34minintro: dynoro, gigi d’agostino — in my mindopened with: massive attack — risingson
the first time seeing metallica live, and helsinki gave it in full — two nights, two sets, almost nothing repeated. same ac/dc intro both times, creeping death opening one and whiplash the other. that kind of feeling doesn’t happen twice.
35 songs · 3hr 30minintro: ac/dc — it’s a long way to the topnight one: metallica — creeping deathnight two: metallica — whiplash
the whole tour started here, in hannover, with cameras banned by the band for most of the set. so the tracklist is the only proof left — third eye opening, 14 songs, a band that still refuses to be rushed or documented on anyone’s terms.
the immutable tour at forum karlín. careless whisper plays the crowd in as a joke before broken cog detonates and the bit immediately stops being funny at all — 15 songs of math metal nobody in the pit can headbang to cleanly.
15 songs · 1hr 23minintro: george michael — careless whisperopened with: meshuggah — broken cog
13 songs of egyptian-themed technical death metal in skopje, played at a density the room could barely hold. sacrifice unto sebek opens, and from there it’s ancient history rendered as sheer velocity — no letup, no space to breathe between riffs.
the polish black metal outfit played skopje hooded and faceless as ever, 10 songs where nothing about who’s on stage matters more than the sound coming off it. age of excuse II opens a set built on trance and repetition rather than spectacle.
10 songs · 1hr 6minopened with: mgla — age of excuse II
16 songs in a language almost no one standing in the crowd actually spoke, and it never once seemed to matter to anyone there. kvitravn opens, and the old instruments do the rest of the talking that the lyrics alone couldn’t.
by continuing to breathe while looking at this screen, you are entering into a
legally non-binding but spiritually damning agreement with me.
1. assumption of risk
you acknowledge that reading the content on shpendium.wtf is a spectacularly poor use of your finite
time on earth. i am not responsible for any ensuing existential dread, sudden realizations of
mediocrity, or the overwhelming desire to throw your phone into a river.
2. warranties and liability
this site is provided "as is," which is to say, entirely without purpose. there is no warranty that
the thoughts will ever actually be written down. if you somehow experience damages from reading
about an octopus’s three hearts, that sounds like a personal medical issue, not a legal one.
3. intellectual property
don’t steal anything from here. not because it’s valuable, but because it’s embarrassing. imagine
standing in front of a judge and admitting you plagiarized a joke about wombat poop from a
stranger’s digital shithole. have some dignity.
4. dispute resolution
if you have a grievance with these terms, you agree to resolve it by complaining to your therapist,
who is already tired of hearing about your internet usage.
every beer i could still remember, which is not the same as every beer i have had.
the real list is longer and lives nowhere. scored in mugs, one to five, where the question was never
how good it was but what i would actually do about it.
nothing matches that. the beer may still exist; the filter
disagrees.
nothing logged yet. the beers happened. writing them down is a
separate skill.
you have entered shpendium.wtf. this was your choice. no one made you do this.