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Onoe Caponoe
DEAFKIDS
Geneva Skeen
Eraserhead Fuckers
Yves Jarvis
Dis Fig
Michul Kuun
JH1.FS3
SB The Moor
Matmos
FET.NAT
Triad God
Prefab Sprout
Rian Treanor

 

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Onoe Caponoe Blood Moon (City Hunt)
‘Onoe Caponoe is a true individual in a sea full of clones. A truly unique voice, hailing from an unknown area of London, that rises above the endless conveyor belt cacophony of ‘road rap’, ‘drill’, ‘trap’, ‘grime’, ‘mumble rappers’, ‘cloud rap’, ’undrerground rappers’ etc… Onoe carves out his own corner of the galaxy that is truly his own amidst a sea of noise that sadly, all sound the same… Having refined his vision through years of painstaking experimentation, Onoe has travelled to realms most rappers would never dream of going.’ — High Focus

 

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DEAFKIDS Mente Bicameral
‘DEAFKIDS is one of the most exciting bands I have heard in a very long time. They are a unique psychoactive journey of Brazilian polyrhythmic percussion, hypnotic chanting, and aggressive repetitive raw punk all echoing out from another dimension. Having had the blessed opportunity to play several shows with them in Europe and Brazil I can say that without a doubt, they are something new and mind blowing created from something old and primal. Their youthful energy is contagious and their wisdom and deep knowledge of sound is beyond their years. Although raging and distorted, these sounds are medicinal, like some sort of sonic Ayahuasca.’ — Steve Von Till

 

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Geneva Skeen Los Angeles Without Palm Trees
‘The opening track of Geneva Skeen’s new album, Sonorous House, sets a quite scary mood with its recordings of a Mojave desert wind storm. For the rest of the album the storm settles down a bit: the atmosphere changes into a (relatively) calm night mood in Los Angeles Without Palm Trees. Flutter In Place, the album closer, features a recording of the world’s largest colony of Mexican free-tailed bats departing their cave to roam the summer night air of Southeast Texas. But this album is not built from environmental recordings alone: ‘sounds on this album are both recorded and produced. Interspersed are a variety of electronic instruments and processes, and compositional techniques that are variously clear-cut or intentionally buried by digital processing.” Two of the tracks are entirely created using only her voice.’ — ambiantblog.net

 

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Eraserhead Fuckers live @ Thought//Forms Gallery
‘Eraserhead Fuckers is a noise-hip-hop project that somehow lives up to the name with his confrontational performance style and brutal beats.’ — Queen City Sounds and Arts

 

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Yves Jarvis That Don’t Make It So
‘Intimate, isolating, scattered and collected. These contradictions shape the experimental world that Yves Jarvis calmly inhabits and confidently explores on The Same But By Different Means. Montreal’s lo-fi maestro, formerly known as Un Blonde, returns with another lengthy tracklist of expressive soundscapes where guitars are wide-ranging in technique; arrangements are rich in melody; keys gently bounce around jazz chords; and percussion skips in and out of bars, sounding more like tumbling accents than rhythmic maps. Much like his previous work, instrumentation is sparse. Sustained notes serve as cushions that either fill those gaps of instrumental rest or mellow the spritely jives of his wide-ranging idiosyncrasies. No matter the tempo, it’s all rather soothing.’ — Exclaim

 

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Dis Fig Watering
‘Felicia Chen is usually associated with spinning intense electronic DJ sets under the guise of Dis Fig. At one point during the recording of her debut album PURGE, Chen conveyed to her label boss, Geng, who runs the New York City-based PTP, that the vibe of the music was like anguished Portishead meeting the bass swamped tendencies of the Bug.’ — Phillip Miynar

 

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Michul Kuun Be / Have / Oh
‘Michul Kuun (aka NAH) is a producer, percussionist, and visual artist currently splitting his time between Philadelphia and Antwerp. A staple of Philly’s rich avant-garde scene, MK is a prolific sound sculptor who’s developed a dynamic synthesis of textured noise and confronting percussive rhythms. Performing live with little more than a drum kit and various samplers, he channels a frenetic energy that teeters on the edge of violent hostility and playful chaos.’ — WAV

 

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JH1.FS3 Pipe Talk
‘JH1.FS3 is the duo of Frederikke Hoffmeier and Jesse Sanes. Though each figures individually in the now-generation of industrial noise—as Puce Mary and Liebestod respectively—JH1.FS3 delineates a more subtle “cinema of the ear.” Here, their words are spoken amidst a savvy re-assembly of 20th century avant-sonics: music concrète, technique extension, and pure electronic sound.’ — Dais Records

 

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SB The Moor FEELS RIGHT :O
‘On “Spirit Realm.Final”, non binary CA based rapper SB THE MOOR takes the extremes from “Pillows” and “MNFST​.​dstnii” and a swarth of self released cassettes and mix tapes and pushes them even farther into the psychedelic netherworld that is their mind. This record truly defies categorization, it’s at once both haunting, beautiful, chaotic, poised, explosive and contained, seamlessly bridging hip hop, post rock, noise, industrial, and avant garde. These terms seem to contradict each other but upon opening your ears to “Spirit Realm.Final” and the work of SB THE MOOR, you’ll find beauty, chaos, anger, confusion, and even peace in the complicated dichotomies of our very existence.’ — hk

 

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Matmos The Crying Pill
‘Pushing off from the restricted palette of their last album, the critically acclaimed Ultimate Care II, which was composed entirely from the sound of a washing machine, Plastic Anniversary is also derived from a single sound source: plastic. At once hyper-familiar in its omnipresence and deeply inhuman in its measured-in-centuries longevity and endurance, plastic supplies, surrounds and scares. Seemingly negligible, plastic is always ready to hand but also always somewhat suspect, casting toxic shadows onto the everyday. True to form, the band have assembled a promiscuous array of examples of this sturdy-yet-ersatz family of materials: Bakelite dominos, Styrofoam coolers, polyethylene waste containers, PVC panpipes, pinpricks of bubble wrap, silicone gel breast implants and synthetic human fat.’ — Thrill Jockey

 

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FET.NAT Soft Purse
‘FET.NAT hail from the small city of Hull, located across the river and the Ontario border from Ottawa, the Canadian capital. Fittingly, they’re a band that straddle musical and cultural divides: Atop the group’s spasmodic rhythms, lead singer and lyricist JFNO delivers his fragmented sing-speak in a hybrid franglais dialect. Hull’s greatest claim to fame, though, is that it’s a party town, a late-night destination for 18-year-old Ottawans eager to take advantage of Quebec’s lower legal drinking age. FET.NAT’s music is hardly the stuff of college-pub playlists, but for all their jarring sonic intrusions and tripped-up time signatures, they know how to entertain. If you can’t exactly dance to their music, you can certainly convulse enthusiastically.’ — Stuart Berman

 

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Triad God So Pay La
‘黑社會 Triad, Triad God’s follow-up to his debut seven years ago, acts as a sequel to NXB: similar thematic underpinnings, Cantonese lyrics, experimental production accented with fashionable electronic music. But by virtue of technological progression and cultural shifts, the significance of these methods has changed. In considering Triad God’s nebulous, transcultural, and cryptic new album, it’s more necessary than ever to consider its context in the decade’s technological and musical trends. It’s true that such an analysis could (and should) be applied to any contemporary release, but such framing seems especially pertinent to 黑社會 Triad, a visionary and timely reaction to the global network’s impact on forward-thinking art, its dissemination and consumption, and the criticism that rises in its wake.’ — Alex Brown

 

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Prefab Sprout Orchid 7
‘The way Paddy McAloon operates as an artist belies logic. Following the chronology of his career and separating the facts from mythology quickly becomes impossible. Entire albums get scrapped; old songs find their way onto new projects; stories seem too good to be true. If he had never released I Trawl the Megahertz, it might have been one of these legends: a work unlike anything else in his catalog that denies all of his strengths yet feels almost autobiographical. Newly remastered and reissued as a Prefab Sprout album—it was previously released as a McAloon solo LP in 2003 and largely ignored by both critics and the public—it now stands as one of the peaks of his strange, brilliant career.’ — Sam Sodomsky

 

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Rian Treanor ATAXIA_D1
‘The roots of Rian’s playful sound are directly linked to his love of the music he grew up with. Coming from Sheffield, you can hear elements of industrial, synth-pop, bleep, extreme computer music and speed garage at play. From Cabaret Voltaire to Warp and beyond; the sound of his city has been, and is, an integral part of his musical development and is still a direct influence. Last year, he noted in an interview that “I’m not a computer programmer, I’m not an articulate person in that kind of way. I’m a visual artist.” Now he elaborates “I meant more that I’m a visual thinker.” Drawing and visual art have been a fundamental part of his life “since I was a child. I got really into graffiti as a teenager and around the same time I got into mixing and these both developed together.” You can sense the mind of a visual artist at work in his music which is also reflected in the artwork he created for this project.’ — HH

 

 

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p.s. Hey. ** David Ehrenstein, Cake! Now that’s what I wanted to hear. ** daniel, Hey, whoa, Daniel, so sweet to see you! Thank you for the Collier Schorr add. Why I didn’t find that work in my lengthy searching is quite a mystery. I hope you’re doing just wonderfully well. Everyone, Daniel, who you recent people around here probably don’t know, is kind of a genius, and he has most understandably added this to yesterday’s flower arrangement. ** _Black_Acrylic, Every few years someone claims to have invented an odor app, and it always turns out to be hoax. It’s too bad. I remember your ‘Eaux d’Artifice’, is that possible? Everyone, Another fine flower thingeroony to retroactively beef up the show yesterday, this one by the fine fella/artist Ben ‘_Black_Acrylic’ Robinson who defines it thusly: ‘I made a sort of floral artwork myself back in 2004 for my Degree Show in Dundee – Eaux d’Artifice, which was silk flowers with Alexander McQueen Kingdom perfume in Evian water.’ Yay, you’re officially coming to PGL! That’s so great, thanks! And I’ll finally, finally get to meet you in the flesh! ** liquoredgoat, I tried Billie Eilish. I don’t know, I think it’s just not my thing. I have no feeling for Lana Del Rey’s stuff either. But now Avril Lavigne on the other hand … ha ha. Joke. As my gig above must make obvious, I guess. Thanks for getting ‘MLT’. Yeah, I assume you mean the hardcover with the Sue De Beer cover photo. Yeah, I love that cover, and it still depresses and pisses me off that the publisher refused to use that cover on the paperback, giving it instead the worst book cover I’ve ever had, because they said the cover was too disturbing and had harmed sales, so instead they gave the paperback the most boring, vague, can’t-even-focus-your-eyes-on-it dull cover imaginable, and, boy, that really helped the sales, ha ha. Oops, sorry, sore point. Yeah, don’t let that block become a thing. Ignore it, press on, and you’ll be whipping out something awesome any hour now, you bet. ** Bill, You deserve beaucoup flowers. Awesome about the demo. Pant, pant. ** Steve Erickson, Great about the good start to your series! Interesting, I didn’t know about the BBFC website. Huh, I’ll check it out. I did see that about the Ferrara retro. And I wish I was there since I realise I think I’ve only seen maybe four of films. ** Okay. Here’s this month’s new stuff-filled gig. I think it’s maybe a bit more eclectic than the last few, so maybe something there will hit your own personal zeitgeists. See you tomorrow.

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England was a tough place to grow up if you were a fan of cult movies in the 1980’s and 90’s. The scene was still reeling from the early 80’s “Video Nasties” scandal, a tabloid fueled frenzy in which the then ruling Conservative Party started banning movies, and toughening up the UK censorship body, The British Board Of Film Classification. Rather like a ministry of mental health in some shadowy Soviet state, the BBFC was an unelected body with power of life and death over filmmakers. Uncertified films were un-releasable and the guidelines were prone to the whims of individual censors. High profile films which remained illegal until the loosening up of these laws in the late 90’s included The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (allegedly because no film with the word “chainsaw” in it’s title could pass the BBFC) and “A Clockwork Orange”.

There were ways around the laws though. Pre-BBFC videos, on long gone labels like “VIPCO” and the original “PALACE VIDEO” still circulated, were copied many times and traded among fans, and sometimes showed up at markets and car boot sales (the UK equivalent of flea markets were people literally get together in car parks, open up the trunks of their cars and sell their old shit out of them). Finding an original X-certificate movie was like finding a lump of gold in the dirt for the true horror aficionado.

But what I am remembering, a honoring here is the network of film pirates who advertised covertly in the classified sections of specialist horror mags like THE DARK SIDE (still a going concern in the UK). The deal was that you would receive a list of available movies, rated by picture quality (some were 2nd or 3rd generation VHS dubs – this was pre-DVD remember – often from grainy Dutch or Spanish sources). It would be a mix of the ridiculous and the sublime, from campy 50’s movies that had simply fallen out of print, to stuff like SALO, which was never likely to gain a release in the UK under the current laws.

Here is a pretty random selection of 10 movies that should hopefully give you an impression of what I for one was watching in the 80’s and 90’s as an impressionable young boy. And as you can see, it didn’t do me any harm at all (cue demonic, horror movie laugh…)

 

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BLOOD FREAK is an ultra low budget B-movie from the early 70’s, supposedly funded by Christians to promote an anti-drug message. In the movie good-hearted drifter, who looks an awful lot like an Elvis Presley impersonator, takes a job at a turkey farm. He falls in with a bad crowd and starts to smoke marijuana. Soon he is hopelessly addicted to weed, and suffers cold turkey (no pun intended) when he cant get hold of any. Yes, the filmmakers seem to have gotten the effects of heroin and marijuana mixed up here. In a subplot, the turkey farm is using an experimental growth hormone to produce bigger, plumper turkeys. Our hero eats some of the chemically enhanced turkey while under the effects of marijuana and a horrifying transformation takes place. He becomes the BLOOD FREAK! A turkey headed monstrosity with a monkey on its back (not literally). The rest of the movie features the blood freak stalking local drug addicts, and drinking their blood to stave of the withdrawal sickness.

Ironically, this movie is only really watchable while under the influence of some pretty heavy intoxicants.

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The entirety (dubbed into French)

 

 

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NIGHTMARE IN A DAMAGED BRAIN

NIGHTMARE IN A DAMAGED BRAIN is your pretty standard slasher fare. It is the story of George Tatum a paranoid schizophrenic who is released from the asylum and presumed cured. Walking around the porno shops and strip clubs of Time Square, he has sudden violent flashbacks to his childhood and embarks on a bloody rampage. George foams at the mouth, and calls for him mommy, before dismembering hookers in glorious Technicolor. This movie earned a huge degree of notoriety in the UK when one video storeowner got himself a 6-month prison sentence for selling an uncut copy! The special effects guy on this flick, Ed French, went on to work on Terminator 2. Tom Savani actually sued the film company to have his name removed from the credits. This is up there with the infamous 80’s flick MANIAC for relentless action, and bloody violence. And what is the childhood trauma that set George off? Well, he walks into his parent’s room while they are having a bondage session and… well… take a look at the trailer – IF – YOU – DARE!

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THE BEAST IN HEAT / SS HELL CAMP

THE BEAST IN HEAT took some tracking down. It was out for maybe 2 weeks in the UK before being pulled from the shelves. People were particularly offended by the glut of Italian made SS themes horror and sex movies coming out on the new VHS format. Others that caused controversy included SS EXPERIMENT CAMP; LOVE CAMP 69, and the infamous ILSA movies. THE BEAST IN HEAT went one further; by having the Nazi’s create a kind of troglodyte monster who raped the women prisoners to death, and in one stunning scene actually chewed the pubic hair straight off of one of its victims. Mix this in with some of the funniest lines, worst dubbing and shakiest sets in B-movie history and you have a classic, of sorts. Available in the US under the title: SS HELL CAMP.

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The “godfather of gore” kicked off the whole genre in 1963 when he release BLOOD FEAST, the story of Egyptian caterer Fuad Ramses and his violent attempts to revive to cult of the goddess Shiva. It was the first time that tongue rippings, breast slicings and brain extractions were shown is such bloody detail on screen. He carved out a niche for himself, churning out dozens of titles with names like SHE DEVILS ON WHEELS, COLOR ME BLOOD RED, THE GORE GORE GIRLS and this minor classic THE GRUESOME TWOSOME. A psychotic man and his aging mother run a wig shop and motel. Only when young women check into the motel they just seem to… disappear. And boy, do those wigs look realistic…. The film originally ran less than an hour, so Lewis cleverly inserted a 10-minute static shot of 2 wigs, and dubbed over improvisational dialogue in one of the strangest, longest and just plain weirdest opening sequences ever.

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ZOMBIE CREEPING FLESH / HELL OF THE LIVING DEAD

Ah zombies, my first true horror movie love. Through the bootleg networks I of course saw the classics, uncut – DAWN OF THE DEAD, DAY OF THE DEAD, RETURN OF THE LIVING DEAD, ZOMBIE FLESH EATERS… but this obscure Bruno Mattaei movie really left a mark on me. Set in Papa New Guinea, the trouble begins when a chemical plant accidentally releases a toxic cloud that causes the living to turn into cannibalistic zombies. We later learn that this is a plan to end world hunger – the 1st world nations want the poor to eat themselves (hey, don’t say it too loud. Bush might get ideas…) This film followed the DAWN OF THE DEAD formula so close that it even lifted the Goblin score from that movie, and virtually recreated the famous “army storms the housing projects” scene, although with little of Romero’s style or finesse. What gives the film its power is the stock footage that Mattaei liberally peppered the film with, giving it a surreal, disjointed tone. And a scene where a SWAT team member suddenly decides to down his weapons, dress up in women’s clothes, and dance around a zombie infested house (he gets eaten, surprise surprise) kind of defies belief.

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German director Jorg Buttgereit deserves a day all of his very own. His movies include the art house suicide epic DER TEODESKING, the beyond belief serial killing necrophile epic SCHRAMM, and his best-known movies NEKROMATIK 1 and 2. For those who don’t know, NEKROMATIK is Jorg’s tribute to the world of necrophilia. Part one is about a guy who works cleaning up bodies on bloody autobahn pile-ups. He collects the body parts, and takes them home to his girlfriend. They keep them in jars, and use them for sex. When he manages to steal an entire corpse – a decaying, slimy looking thing – they have a threesome, which includes a gross eyeball-sucking scene. But when his girlfriend takes the corpse and leaves, our hero sinks into a dark pit of alcoholic despair. He can’t get hard for living girls any more. He winds up strangling a hooker in a graveyard while they have sex. He them does the decent thing, and kills himself. How? With a kitchen knife to the belly and with a huge hard on sticking out of his pants which cums great gouts of semen followed by a literal eruption of blood from his penis, which is the final image in the movie. In part 2 a female necrophile digs up our hero’s body, and keep his penis in the fridge wrapped in cling film. If anything, it has an even more visually arresting finale than the first movie…

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STREET TRASH was a glorious mess of a movie. The plot revolves around a gang of homeless people in some nameless, urban wasteland. A lot of the action takes place in a scrap yard, where a gang of hobos run by a burly psycho called Bronson hang out. A local liquor store finds a box of old booze called “Viper” and starts selling it to the street people for a dollar a bottle. Only when they drink this stuff they have the tendency to explode or – in the films key scene – melt. The film also features a necrophilia scene that is played for laughs, gang rape, Viet Nam flashbacks, a game of football played with a amputated penis, and a comedic subplot involving the mafia. It even ends with a musical number. The director, Jim Muro, made this film look a lot better than it should have, and later went on to work the stedicam for movies such as Terminator 2, The Doors, and Titanic.

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LIQUID SKY is a kind of gender bending, Warhol inspired, post-punk, new wavy alien movie. That’s the best way I can put it. I have to say I had little clue of what was going on, but I found myself obsessed with it, and nearly wore the tape out re-watching it. Aliens lands on Manhattan’s lower east side, attracted to the high serotonin levels in the brains of heroin addicts after they shoot up. Somebody performs a mad electro song called “Me and My Rhythm Box” in one scene that I later covered in an early band of mine (“It never sleeps… it never shits… me and my rhythm box…”

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Another slasher movie set in New York, this one helmed by the ever-reliable Lucio Fulci. It is as Italian as they get, with a twisting, bind bending plot, incredibly bloody violence against women (nipples are sliced, eyeballs gouged, and broken bottles inserted into vaginas) and a ludicrous villain who speaks in a weird Donald Duck voice which kills every supposedly scary scene dead, and succeeds in making the whole thing seem incredibly silly. I watched it again recently, and in the 10 years since I last saw it the gore seems to have aged badly – the whole thing is pretty hokey, and sounds a lot more horrendous when you write about it than when you see it.

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BRAIN DAMAGE was one of those movies that I held little expectation for, but which just blew me away. It comes from director Frank Hennenlotter (BASKET CASE, FRANKENHOOKER) and is the story of an alien parasite called Elmer, who attaches himself onto our hero, Brian. He starts to feed Brian an intense psychedelic drug that produces extreme euphoria but also causes painful withdrawal. And all that Elmer wants, in exchange for not withholding the drug is food. Unfortunately for Brian, Elmer’s favorite food is human brains… The film is shot beautifully, had a better script and special effects than most of its contemporaries, and had a knowing sense of humor. Unfortunately it is currently out of print. But all of Hennenlotter’s movies are pretty good, so if you haven’t seen any yet I’d urge you to reorder your Netflix queue….!

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Anyway that’s it… I hope I helped some people find their new favorite cult movie, or maybe it was just a trip down memory lane for the trash aficionado’s out there… enjoy!

 

 

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p.s. Hey. ** Bill, Hi, B. Thanks. The early ones are the best ones. Up through ‘Luna’. Then his work drops way off, for me. Ha, thanks. Stark raving madness does have its place. I know, Frieze LA charged ‘average citizens’ big bucks too. What a scam. Imagine if Nieman Marcus charged an entrance fee. You were first! ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. Yeah, I felt like he was maybe starting to get his artistic mojo back there at the end. My favorites are ‘The Conformist’, ‘Spider Stratagem’, ‘1900’, and ‘Luna’. ** Nik, Hi, Nik! Mm, I would probably start with ‘The Conformist’. Definitely an earlier one. I think his later films starting with ‘Last Emperor’ are much, much weaker. The TV script is moving along at a swifter pace than I had feared. It’s still no fun, and having to put in tension and plot stuff is like pulling teeth, but I think the script is surviving with most of what we want intact or at least semi-intact. Oh, for the curated screenings, I’m a voracious pursuer of experimental films, so finding them was easy. It was the culling and mixing and matching that was the tricky part. Your vampire film sounds fantastic, I must say. Lautreamont meets Smithson … wow. Fascinating. Really good, inspired idea. Very cool. That’s exciting! How has the shoot begun? I only barely know Ty Segall’s stuff. Just an oversight. But, yes, I read a review of the new live album somewhere and thought that I really have to get on his stuff. So I will, starting there, I guess. Good to know. I’ve been listening to … actually, there’s a gig post coming up in a couple of days, so you can see what has been pleasing my ears ‘in person’. Fine day to you, sir. ** Corey Heiferman, Hi, man. Oh, shit, about the dead link. I’ll insert your replacement and hope it doesn’t get killed pronto. Thank you. Wow, great about your vagabond star. Have you sussed what the film will be? When do you think you’ll start filming? How cool. Wait, and also about your Rowlands-like friend. Stuff is cooking. No, I don’t think I’ve done a Gena Rowlands Day. What a good idea. I’ll get on making one as straight away as time allows. Thanks a lot for that too, buddy. ** Dominik, Hey, D!!!!! Yeah, addictive and fucking hard work: meet my blog, ha ha. I’m glad you’re giving it the old college try. Feeding people good stuff is rewarding. Can be. No, no news on the rating yet. At least to Zac and me. I’ll check with our producer. Gulp. The Sunn0))) listening event was great. Basically, Stephen introduced the album, and then everyone just sat and listened to it on the venue’s incredible sound system. The new album is really fantastic. Their most serious, complicated, demanding album yet. Very them, but quite a tough album. No Atila. Only very low-in-the-mix vocals on one track. Possibly their best album yet, I think. I’ve never heard of Garth Risk Hallberg. I don’t know that name at all. Everyone, Dominik asks if anyone reading this knows (about) the writer Garth Risk Hallberg. If so, pipe up, please. Thanks. Huh, if you read that book, let me know how it is. Have a fantastic week, pal, and see you very soon! ** Steve Erickson, Great! Everyone, Here is Mr. Erickson’s interview with Iranian director Kamran Heidari, and, if you’re in Brookyln, NYC, and those parts, he has curated a four film retrospective of Heidari’s films at Spectacle starting April 7th, and you are very highly encouraged to attend. All the info you need is here. ** _Black_Acrylic, ‘The Conformist’ is an excellent place to start. ** Misanthrope, I think you might really like ‘Luna’, but all bets are off. Agree about the comments. Of course it makes assembling those posts even more drudge work, but that’s entertainment. ** Alistair, Hi, Alistair! I’m good, I’m good, busy, the usual. Oh, yeah, it’s too bad you couldn’t make it to the PGL screening, but totally understood, of course. I think it’ll be available on DVD and streaming starting on May 7th, last I heard, so you can see it that way. I”m so happy those posts were inspiring. Yeah, Scott Walker’s death was a real kick in the head. I never met him, but he and Gisele Vienne and Zac and I were working together on an opera project for a couple of years. It got pretty far along, but then Scott pulled out of the project last year. We didn’t fully understand why, but perhaps it was health related. Big hug back! ** liquoredgoat, Hi. I’d go for ‘The Conformist’ next, I think. Ron Padgett is a dream of a poet, yeah, Big fave of mine since I was a wee aspiring poet lad. So happy you reading and liking him. I’m fairly awesome, and how about you? ** Okay. Someone … wait, Jeff Jackson recently asked me to restore an old guest post about dub by the fine writer, former blog d.l., and recently very mysterious Tony O’Neill. I couldn’t find it for the life of me, so I restored another post that Tony made for us years ago instead, and there it is, right up there. See you tomorrow.