Saturday, January 21, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
Friday, December 16, 2011
THROW RAG
I swear i've lead a sheltered life. How could I not know about Throw Rag? It ain't right, I tells ya! I'd pay good hard 'merican cash money to see these gentlemen play the rock n' roll funtime music live. Dreams are free. Come southeast, olde men. I shall bow down before ye.
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Throw Rag
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
FiRE EYES - Cherry Black
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One of my favorite releases of the year is a wicked 7"
from Brighton UK duo Fire Eyes. Helmed by Paul Pascoe (Mudlow) and Sallie Megee (Cottonmouth Rocks) Fire Eyes is equal parts Creepy, dirty, mysterious and sexy. Just how I like it, baby. It's the candy apple sound of diamonds and furs rolled in mud and perfume. This is a limited edition 7" so embrace it quick. An album by Fire Eyes will be available in the spring of 2012.
DiG:
RAOV10 by Fire Eyes
HEADLIGHT DANCE by Fire Eyes
One of my favorite releases of the year is a wicked 7"
from Brighton UK duo Fire Eyes. Helmed by Paul Pascoe (Mudlow) and Sallie Megee (Cottonmouth Rocks) Fire Eyes is equal parts Creepy, dirty, mysterious and sexy. Just how I like it, baby. It's the candy apple sound of diamonds and furs rolled in mud and perfume. This is a limited edition 7" so embrace it quick. An album by Fire Eyes will be available in the spring of 2012.
DiG:
RAOV10 by Fire Eyes
HEADLIGHT DANCE by Fire Eyes
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Cottonmouth Rocks,
Fire Eyes,
Mudlow
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
I think I might Be In Love With Recoil.
Tons of thanks to Matt Mudlow for the happenstance!
I'll admit it.
I never got Depeche Mode. Total respect but just I never heard a thing that did it for me. I'm glad that you did.
Alan Wilder was once in Depeche Mode. The sound of his outfit Recoil is exactly what I found lacking in DM. I'll will cop to not hearing a lot of his previous thing...however if it's a contest Recoil dusts 'em. They are so very wicked.
Wilder throws his thing down with the chocolatey buzz paranoia of Tricky, the genre crushing, reality-bending fabulousness of Massive Attack, the sonic expressiveness of Pink Floyd, SEX, and sex with the smart and darkly synthesized pop sense and skill of Depeche Mode.
ps- you might want to play these videos when your home alone.
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Recoil
Monday, November 28, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
A Thanksgiving Poem by William Burroughs
Thanks for the wild turkey and the passenger pigeons, destined to be shit out through wholesome American guts.
Thanks for a continent to despoil and poison.
Thanks for Indians to provide a modicum of challenge and danger.
Thanks for vast herds of bison to kill and skin leaving the carcasses to rot.
Thanks for bounties on wolves and coyotes.
Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until the bare lies shine through.
Thanks for the KKK.
For nigger-killin’ lawmen, feelin’ their notches.
For decent church-goin’ women, with their mean, pinched, bitter, evil faces.
Thanks for “Kill a Queer for Christ” stickers.
Thanks for laboratory AIDS.
Thanks for Prohibition and the war against drugs.
Thanks for a country where nobody’s allowed to mind the own business.
Thanks for a nation of finks.
Yes, thanks for all the memories—all right let’s see your arms!
You always were a headache and you always were a bore.
Thanks for the last and greatest betrayal of the last and greatest of human dreams.
William Burroughs' Thanksgiving Prayer from J. Sprig on Vimeo.
Thanks for a continent to despoil and poison.
Thanks for Indians to provide a modicum of challenge and danger.
Thanks for vast herds of bison to kill and skin leaving the carcasses to rot.
Thanks for bounties on wolves and coyotes.
Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until the bare lies shine through.
Thanks for the KKK.
For nigger-killin’ lawmen, feelin’ their notches.
For decent church-goin’ women, with their mean, pinched, bitter, evil faces.
Thanks for “Kill a Queer for Christ” stickers.
Thanks for laboratory AIDS.
Thanks for Prohibition and the war against drugs.
Thanks for a country where nobody’s allowed to mind the own business.
Thanks for a nation of finks.
Yes, thanks for all the memories—all right let’s see your arms!
You always were a headache and you always were a bore.
Thanks for the last and greatest betrayal of the last and greatest of human dreams.
William Burroughs' Thanksgiving Prayer from J. Sprig on Vimeo.
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William Burroughs
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
PEDRiTO DiABLO y LOS CADAVERAS!
Via one of my mostest favoritist blogs Nosotros Somos Los Muertos
On account of I do not habla el lingo so I have no idea what's what. That makes it audio adventure y surprize time, baby!
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PEDRiTO DiABLO y LOS CADAVERAS
Monday, November 21, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
A Word Of Advice from William Saroyan
The time of your life By William Saroyan
"In the time of your life, live so that in that good time there shall be no ugliness or death for yourself or for any life that your life touches. Seek goodness everywhere and when it is found, bring it out of the hiding place and let it be free and unashamed. Place in matter and in flesh the least of the values, for these are the things that hold death and must pass away. Discover in all things that which shines and is beyond corruption.
Encourage virtue and whatever heart it may have driven into secrecy and sorrow by the shame and terror of this world. Ignore the obvious, for it is unworthy of the clear eye and the kindly heart. Be the inferior to no man, nor of any man be the superior. Remember that every man is a variation of yourself, no man's guilt is yours, nor is any man's innocence a thing apart. Despise evil and ungodliness, but not men of ungodliness or evil, these understand.
Have no shame in being kindly and gentle, but if the time comes in the time of your life to kill, kill and have no regret. In the time of your life, live so that, in that wonderous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it."
"In the time of your life, live so that in that good time there shall be no ugliness or death for yourself or for any life that your life touches. Seek goodness everywhere and when it is found, bring it out of the hiding place and let it be free and unashamed. Place in matter and in flesh the least of the values, for these are the things that hold death and must pass away. Discover in all things that which shines and is beyond corruption.
Encourage virtue and whatever heart it may have driven into secrecy and sorrow by the shame and terror of this world. Ignore the obvious, for it is unworthy of the clear eye and the kindly heart. Be the inferior to no man, nor of any man be the superior. Remember that every man is a variation of yourself, no man's guilt is yours, nor is any man's innocence a thing apart. Despise evil and ungodliness, but not men of ungodliness or evil, these understand.
Have no shame in being kindly and gentle, but if the time comes in the time of your life to kill, kill and have no regret. In the time of your life, live so that, in that wonderous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it."
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William Saroyan
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
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