skies tuned to a dead channel.
- Going off the Rails on a Gravy Train
It’s been quite a weird day probably not helped by whatever residual toxins were kicking around in my body from the night before. It started out waking up to this video from 1999 featuring Alec Empire, Hanin Elias, Carl Crack, and Nic Endo inciting some pure dystopian science fact. I don’t know how [...]
- Black Wooden Mythologies
As these things usually pan out, my current obsession with all things Scott Walker led to a chance discovery of Iannis Xenakis via an artforum article. As lauded as he is in regards of the post war avante-garde, I’d of thought I’d have heard of him earlier. But I’ll leave that bit of [...]
- Life on the high seas.
So lately, instead of rampantly describing my innermost feelings on the internet, I had decided to face life’s problem head-on in some virginal nod to Julian Cope. And as a result, I’ve peeled back from the narcissism to level the old stomping grounds and catch up on a bit of work. Its this [...]
- The whole livery line
The question of “why we do it” often comes up in every genre of music. I like to believe is what defines the listening experience. There’s an interesting excerpt from Basquiat’s quasi-fictional film where a certain New York luminary laments about the pitfalls of being a musician and the bleak, nihilistic attitude he [...]
- River of Noise
There are particular times I wish I could nuke this blog from a comfortable chair in orbit somewhere, particularly various points in the heavens I saw this weekend. Seeing stars is an experience I haven’t been accustomed to since what some would call simpler days. There are fragments of those days that seem [...]
