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‘Long Distance Kiss’: How Syd Brak’s visionary work helped define the 80s
06.11.2020
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“Kings Of The Road” by Syd Brak, 1985.
 
34 years ago, art director Paul Rodriguez of the Athena art retailer company (established in 1964) had an epiphany—and his vision would go on to become the best-selling poster in British history. Shot by photographer Spencer Rowell in London in May of 1986, Rodriguez’s conception of a shirtless male model holding a newborn baby boy, “Man and Baby” (better known as “L’Enfant”) sold five million copies. Rodriguez got rich, Rowell bought himself an airplane and the model, Adam Perry, claimed that the touching yet titular photo got him laid three thousand times. One of Athena’s other superstars was illustrator Syd Brak.

Before relocating to London in 1978, Brak was working as the assistant art director for advertising firm J. Walter Thompson in his birthplace of South Africa. After making the leap to London, Brak’s work caught the attention of Athena in the early 80s. Long before “L’Enfant” became the it image of the 80s, Brak’s 1982 airbrushed “Long Distance Kiss,” would become the number one selling poster in the world. Here’s Brak on his early work with Athena:

“At the time, the teenagers (in the late 70s) were into punk. Punk was a nice look, very colorful—it was happy. But essentially it was also rather dirty at the same time. And I imagined what would this be like if an Italian designer got a hold of this look and what he would do with it? And that was the result. Airbrushing is a very laborious technique. It makes me very proud.”

The popularity of “Long Distance Kiss” was the first in a kiss-themed series Athena had Brak create to break through to the teenage girl market, who, in Brak’s words, “aspire to maturity and sophistication.” Brak’s glossy, airbrushed images featuring spikey glam rock-colored hair and equally eye-popping David Bowie-esque makeup helped fuel the boundary-pushing looks of the New Romantic movement. They are also reminiscent of looks created by two popular makeup artists from the early 1970s, Pierre La Roche, and legendary Australian makeup artist Richard Sharah—both of whom worked extensively with Bowie, Steve Strange of Visage, Gary Numan, and Toyah. The decade of the 80s belonged to Brak and other airbrush artists, as the medium took over art in that decade, appearing on everything from book covers, to albums, VHS tapes, and of course, posters. Brak was one of the most popular/in-demand artists of the decade. If you are a child of the 80s, Brak’s artwork will be instantly recognizable to you, much like the artwork of Patrick Nagel, intrinsically linked to the neon decade as well. 
 

“Long Distance Kiss.”
 

 

“Electric Kiss.”
 

“Wired for Sound.”
 
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06.11.2020
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Laraaji returns: New Age musical royalty gets back to his roots with ‘Sun Piano’
06.09.2020
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Portrait of Laraaji by Daniel Oduntan

Back in 2018, before he released his elaborate and ornate Rare Birds album, my pal Jonathan Wilson told me that he’d spent most of the past few years working on old muscle cars instead of working on new music. Five years had elapsed between 2013’s Fanfare and his then new album, and what had changed, he told me, was when Laraaji—who Jonathan described as “musical royalty”—made a visit to his studio and laid down a mystical vocal that made a song he’d been working on come alive dramatically. After that the rest of it just flowed he said, like a creative block had been removed.

I hadn’t heard Laraaji’s name for some time. He’s best known as Brian Eno’s collaborator on Ambient 3: Day of Radiance. In recent decades, he mostly travels in New Age and therapeutic circles teaching “laughter meditation,” but since that conversation with Jonathan, I’ve started to pay more attention to Laraaji’s music as he’s been experiencing a late career revitalization that’s seen much of his back catalog, and new music, too, released by Numero Group, Light In The Attic, Leaving Records and the Eno-associated All Saints record label, including the three-record set Celestial Music 1978-2011.

Laraaji’s upcoming Sun Piano album finds the pioneering transcendentalist musician returning to his first instrument. Recorded in a Brooklyn church by producer Jeff Zeigler (Kurt Vile, The War On Drugs, Mary Lattimore), Sun Piano is being released by All Saints Records on July 17.  A companion LP, Moon Piano, and an extended EP of piano/autoharp duets will follow later in the year.
 

 
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Posted by Richard Metzger
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06.09.2020
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The Electric Prunes’ 4th LP is a rock opera that no original members play on, but it’s actually good
06.08.2020
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In the mid 1960s, the group Jim and the Lords inked a deal with producer Dave Hassinger’s production company. After a name change, the first Electric Prunes 45 was released. Their next two singles—1967’s “I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night)” and “Get Me to the World on Time”—are excellent examples of American psychedelic pop/rock, and both were Top 40 hits. Those tunes were written by outside songwriters, and so was much of the Electric Prunes’ debut album, as Hassinger only permitted two group compositions on the LP. While the band successfully lobbied to have more of their own material included on album #2, Underground—and it’s a better record—there were no hit singles from it, and the LP didn’t do much in the marketplace. Things were about to change for the band in a way none of them could have foreseen. 
 
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Picture sleeve for a 1967 Japanese EP.

For the third Electric Prunes record, the trio of Hassinger, Prunes manager Lenny Poncher, and noted producer, arranger, and composer David Axelrod came up with the idea for the group to record an album of Axelrod’s compositions. The LP would combine classical and religious music with psychedelic rock. Once in the studio, the band was slow to pick up the material, as most of them didn’t read music. The pace of the learning curve wasn’t to Axelrod’s liking, so another group, the Canadian outfit the Collectors, was brought in, along with session musicians. In the end, the actual Electric Prunes only play on side one of Mass in F Minor (1968), though a few members, including lead singer James Lowe, appear on all of the tracks. The album—a rock opera in which all the lyrics are sung in Latin—is a mixed affair. It’s certainly odd and obtuse. The opening number, “Kyrie Eleison,” is the highlight and also the record’s best-known song, as it later appeared in the film Easy Rider (1969) and on its soundtrack. It’s the only track on the album lacking any orchestral accompaniment.

By the end of ’68, the Electric Prunes had broken up, though their moniker lived on.
 
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Dave Hassinger owned the Electric Prunes’ name and would continue to use it on subsequent LPs, despite the fact the no original members remained. Which brings us to album number four.

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06.08.2020
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Hardcore noise rock covers of AC/DC classics (plus punk rock comics!) is what the world needs now
06.05.2020
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When it was originally founded by Mark Fischer (along with his pal Rob Syers), Chicago’s SKiN GRAFT was a purveyor of underground/DIY comics and low-brow punk ‘zines ethos. Conceived and furiously drawn by the pair, Fischer’s and Syers’ comics were sold at punk shows in St. Louis, at high schools during lunch, and local comic and record shops. Thanks to several characters they created, such as “The Zeppelin Patrol” a group of outer space hippies (lovingly inspired by one of the kings of underground comics, the creator of The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers, Gilbert Shelton), “Serious Brown” (best described as a private dick in Muppet form), and “Hot Satan” (who is still proudly represented in the labels logo), SKiN Graft would soon catch the attention of comics giant Caliber Press. At the time, Caliber was considered one of the largest publishers of indie comics in the U.S., and published two issues of SKiN GRAFT, distributing them worldwide before SKiN GRAFT decided to switch gears and try their hand at putting out records. Their first, with St. Louis, Missouri math rock band Dazzling Killmen, combined both aggressive punk rock jams with, of course, comics, for a 7” split in 1991 with Minneapolis spaz-punk band Mother’s Day.

Jumping to 1995 would see the SKiN GRAFT release SIDES 1-4, the first installment in a series of singles and comic book sets featuring bands performing songs “influenced” by AC/DC. Artists on the four-song record included Shellac (formed by Steve Albini and drummer Todd Trainer with the former bassist for the Volcano Suns, Bob Weston), Brise-Glace, Big’n, and Chicago-based noise rock band, U.S. Maple. The release included “crossover” comics—think Batman vs. The Beatles (issue #222, 1970), or one of my personal favorites, the comic collision of Star Trek and the X-Men, in 1996. Instead of having the comics included in SIDES 1-4 directly associated with AC/DC, Fischer and Syers instead hit up their comic catalog, resurrecting Hot Satan, Johnny Oedipus, and Serious Brown in new comics. According to Fischer, the idea for SIDES 1-4 was also inspired by the noise put out by Rene Herbst and his label Gasoline Boost Records in Germany (which included Big’n).
 

Tail Spins #19 (December 1994/January1995). Here Fischer and Syers paid homage to one of the very first comics owned by Fischer, Captain America #203 while homaging the great Jack Kirby. This image is a part of the digital comics released today with ‘SIDES 1-4.’
 
SIDES 1-4 was only produced on vinyl, and noise-loving music fans consider the album a highlight of their record collection. Starting on June 5th and coinciding with Bandcamp’s June “fee-waving day,” SKiN GRAFT will give fans a chance to digitally download a newly remastered SIDES 1-4, various comic sets and a limited number of 7” vinyl copies. All this talk about Hot Satan, AC/DC, and loud, rowdy punk rock got me, an AC/DC lifer, wondering about how some of the creative minds got behind this project, and how they got their first dose of a band beloved by everyone. I mean, have you ever met a person who didn’t like AC/DC? I know I never have. Here’s how U.S. Maple guitarist Todd Rittman, Bob Weston, SKiN GRAFT’s Mark Fischer remember the first time they had their young minds blown by Australia’s greatest export, AC/DC:

Todd Rittman:

“I remember when Highway to Hell (1979) came out. I was 10 and just starting taking an interest in rock music. My best friend had an older brother who would play us his records, and I remember having my mind totally blown forever by AC/DC, Black Sabbath, and Led Zeppelin. The sound of the guitars and tribal drums, Bon Scott’s voice, and how truly happy he was to be doomed to eternal damnation all really impressed me. All I ever heard growing up was the Beatles and Simon and Garfunkel. Hard rock brought a whole new palette of colors to my brain. I used to go to a record store called The Flip Side that was within walking distance of the townhouse I grew up in, just look at the LP covers and plan which ones I would spend my money on (once I ever got any). I probably spent the most time looking at the cover of If You Want Blood You Got It (1978) wondering what kind of deranged criminal mind would think of such an image (and actually wondering if it was real!) I’ve never been the same.”

Bob Weston:

“I first heard AC/DC every morning from a boombox that the leather-vested burnouts blasted on the bus to junior high school in 1977. I loved it. Maybe it was “Dirty Deeds”...?”

Mark Fischer:

“I felt the same way as Todd! AC/DC’s cover art seemed a lot seedier and more dangerous than their contemporaries. The album cover of Highway to Hell scared me in all of the right places. I knew my parents would not approve, but it was irresistible - like low hanging forbidden fruit.”

So as we’re all nodding in agreement about Fischer, Weston, and Rittman’s feelings on AC/DC, I have more good news regarding upcoming plans to expand on SKiN GRAFT’s musical exploration and experimentation of/with AC/DC. More covers are planned for the forthcoming SIDES 5-6 such as “Let There Be Rock” by the thunderous Zeni Geva (Japan), and everyone’s favorite AC/DC sing-along about a ding-dong’s two best buddies, “Big Balls” by Palace Contribution (featuring Will Oldham aka, psilocybin connoisseur Bonnie “Prince” Billy). All four songs from SIDES 1-4 can be cranked all the way up below and purchased right here while you scroll through a few of the fantastic accompanying comics in all their delinquent glory.
 

 

An assortment of SKiN GRAFT comic characters.
 

 

ENTER THE KARATE CHIMP!
 

A promotional ad for ‘SIDES 1-4.’
 
HT: With thanks to Mark Fischer and Ron Kretch.

Previously on Dangerous Minds:
‘Anyone here tonight ever had gonorrhea?”: AC/DC’s dirty autobiographical version of ‘The Jack’
‘How Should We End This?’: Hilarious supercut of AC/DC song endings
AC/DC vocalist Brian Johnson’s balls out metal vocals for a Hoover vacuum commercial in 1980
Blistering footage of a young AC/DC blowing the roof off the sucker in 1978
Heavy Metal Parking Lot: Photos of AC/DC hanging with a bunch of teenage super-fans in 1979
Knives Out: When Ozzy (maybe) stopped Geezer Butler from stabbing Malcolm Young of AC/DC in 1977
Raw footage of AC/DC killing it at an Australian high school 40 years ago (& Bon Scott’s bagpipes!)
Ultra-rare AC/DC promotional songbook full of sheet music, comics & photos from 1976

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06.05.2020
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Love Torn Apart: Joy Division butchered, ruined, and made almost unlistenable
05.31.2020
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Last year, Uberphawx created a bit of stir with his psychotic version of the Beatles “Eleanor Rigby” where all the notes were E or F. It was like a tune that had escaped from the confines of Arkham Asylum.

Now, Uberphawx has been ruining the delights of Radiohead’s “Karma Police” and taking the carving knife to Joy Division. Diabolical torture has been carried out on some of Joy Division’s most iconic tracks like “Decades” and “Love Will Tear Us Apart.” The result is wholesale carnage like the aftermath of Leatherface picnicking on befuddled youngsters with a chainsaw. Someone should give Uberphawx a job making horror movie soundtracks.

Take a listen, Joy Division will never be the same.
 

 
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05.31.2020
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King Turd: This absurdist play from 1896 could have been written about Donald Trump!
05.31.2020
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Poster for a re-interpreted version of Alfred Jarry’s ‘Ubu Roi’ from 2013 in which the tale of Donald Trump’s golf course development in Scotland follows the storyline of the play
 
French absurdist playwright Alfred Jarry’s Ubu Roi (“Ubu the King” or “King Turd”), a pre-Surrealist work, is considered an influential classic of French theatre. It originally premiered in 1896. There were three Ubu plays written by Jarry, but only one, Ubu Roi, was ever performed during his short lifetime. (Jarry died at the age of 34 of tuberculosis. After he beckoned a friend to come closer, his whispered last word on his deathbed was allegedly “toothpick” or whatever it is that the French call them.)

The Ubu trilogy was conceived to employ actors and marionettes in a vicious satire of greed, royalty, religion, stupidity and abuse of power by the wealthy. The two other plays were Ubu Cocu (“Ubu Cuckolded”) and Ubu Enchaîné (“Ubu in Chains”).

The protagonist “Père Ubu” (yes, this is obviously where the band’s name came from) was originally based on the teenage lampooning of a stuffy teacher written by two friends of Jarry’s from school, but Jarry expanded the plays and used the character as a vehicle for his howling critique of bourgeois society’s evils.

People absolutely hated the scandalous Ubu Roi—it was considered lewd, crude, vulgar and low—and its controversial author. At the premiere in Paris, it was booed for a good fifteen minutes after the first word, “Merdre!” (his coinage for “shit,” deliberately close to the French merde and translated in English as “Pshit” or “Shittr!”), was spoken. Fist fights broke out in the orchestra pit. Jarry’s supporters yelled “You wouldn’t understand Shakespeare, either!” His detractors rejoined with their variations on the theme of “shit.”

William Butler Yeats was apparently in the audience that night in 1896 and is alleged to have said “What more is possible? After us, the Savage God.”

Or an idiot racist billionaire babyman put in charge of the nuclear codes who thinks people should drink bleach?

The play was accused of being politically subversive, the work of an anarchist mindfucker or even that it was a “hoax” designed to hoodwink a gullible middle-class audience with metaphorical shit that some of them, at least, would say tasted good.

This seems so freaking familiar, doesn’t it?

Not that an absurdist agitator like Alfred Jarry cared about any of this. Characters had names like “MacNure,” “Pissweet” and “Pissale.” Confrontationally pissing off the audience was practically the entire point for him. Ubu’s scepter, after all, was a shit-smeared toilet brush.
 

A ship of fools in a sea of shit…

Via Wikipedia:

According to Jane Taylor, “The central character is notorious for his infantile engagement with his world. Ubu inhabits a domain of greedy self-gratification.” Jarry’s metaphor for the modern man, he is an antihero—fat, ugly, vulgar, gluttonous, grandiose, dishonest, stupid, jejune, voracious, cruel, cowardly and evil—who grew out of schoolboy legends about the imaginary life of a hated teacher who had been at one point a slave on a Turkish Galley, at another frozen in ice in Norway and at one more the King of Poland. Ubu Roi follows and explores his political, martial and felonious exploits, offering parodic adaptations of situations and plot-lines from Shakespearean drama, including Macbeth, Hamlet and Richard III: like Macbeth, Ubu—on the urging of his wife—murders the king who helped him and usurps his throne, and is in turn defeated and killed by his son; Jarry also adapts the ghost of the dead king and Fortinbras’s revolt from Hamlet, Buckingham’s refusal of reward for assisting a usurpation from Richard III and The Winter’s Tale‘s bear.

“There is,” wrote Taylor, “a particular kind of pleasure for an audience watching these infantile attacks. Part of the satisfaction arises from the fact that in the burlesque mode which Jarry invents, there is no place for consequence. While Ubu may be relentless in his political aspirations, and brutal in his personal relations, he apparently has no measurable effect upon those who inhabit the farcical world which he creates around himself. He thus acts out our most childish rages and desires, in which we seek to gratify ourselves at all cost.” The derived adjective “ubuesque” is recurrent in French and francophone political debate.

Sound like anyone you know?

All that’s missing is his shit-smeared toilet brush, if you ask me.

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05.31.2020
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A Poster Parade of Plague & Post-Apocalyptic Pandemonium
05.28.2020
03:55 pm
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Cafe Flesh,’ US 1 sheet for sale at Westgate Gallery

The world wasn’t supposed to end like this.  Not if you were brought up, like we were, on the most deliciously lurid horror and exploitation films of the 1960s - 1980s.  As a global society, we’ve been bracing for nuclear annihilation since 1945.  Whatever was left of civilization would crumble into scattered, desperate pockets of humanity, mentally and physically scarred, and as depicted in the smash-hit Australian Mad Max trilogy, and the subsequent wave of cheaper, wilder Italian post-apocalyptic ripoffs like Warriors of the Wasteland (aka New Barbarians, 1981), traffic laws and vehicular safety regulations would become a distant memory as aggro alphas battled for precious petroleum to fuel outlandish road-machines used to subjugate the weak, who could look forward to imprisonment, slavery and rectal trauma at the merciless hands (and wangs) of sneering brutes in scavenged ensembles of Folsom Street finery.  And that’s if a new breed of fiendishly clever mutated super-rodent didn’t rise from the ruins of a decimated metropolis (or the Cinecitta Studios backlot) to finish off you and your punked-out pals in a variety of unpleasant, micro-budget ways, as in Bruno Mattei’s 1984 Rats: Night of Terror.

“Social Distancing’ was taken to then-new and overheated heights in the 1982 Stephen Sayadian/Jerry Stahl cult classic Cafe Flesh.  In this remarkable, highly stylized bone-bender — part-Cabaret, part-MTV, part-porno chic — after the ‘Nuclear Kiss,” 99% of the population cannot touch another person without immediate and severe nausea, so the remaining 1% — including studly circuit-star Johnny Rico (Kevin James — not the one from King of Queens) are governmentally conscripted to perform together in subterranean cafes for the huddled, irradiated, voyeuristic masses (including a youngish Richard Belzer).  Nick and Lana (fan fave Michelle Bauer aka Pia Snow), “the Dagwood & Blondie of Cafe Flesh”, find their loving asexual coupledom threatened by a sordid secret — Lana’s actually sex positive — and yearning for some good, hard, old-fashioned nookie! 

Before COVID-19 we were, of course, familiar with the concept of a pandemic — but a different, more dynamic, unambiguous, way less meh pandemic, rendered in clear black and white, with accents of dripping blood-red.  George Romero set the new bar in 1968 with Night of the Living Dead: the at-risk demo was limited to fresh corpses, who promptly rose up and sought out healthy humans to consume — an army of indiscriminate cannibals, unstoppable short of fire or a bullet to the head.  Romero cemented the modern zombie template in his stunning full-color sequel Dawn of the Dead (1978), Tom Savini’s jaw-dropping gory makeup effects compelling young horror fans to evade the unrated film’s self-imposed “No One Under 17 Admitted” by any means necessary.  Produced by Euroshock maestro Dario Argento, Dawn did especially phenomenal box-office in Italy, igniting a Spaghetti Splatter subgenre kicked off by Lucio Fulci’s expertly crafted, pulpy, EC Comics-flavored Zombie (1979) and Antonio Margheriti’s 1980 Invasion of the Flesh-Hunters (aka Cannibal Apocalypse). 

With the steady onslaught of gut-munching imports eagerly savored at local grindhouses, on pay-TV channels after dark, or as VHS and (briefly) Betamax “Video Nasties,” in 1985 Hollywood responded with glossier, widely released fare like Dan O’Bannon’s Romero-unrelated Return of the Living Dead, Fred Dekker’s retro revenant rodeo Night of the Creeps, and Tobe Hooper’s Lifeforce, a Cannon/UK co-production that detailed in big-budget, MPAA-baiting graphic detail a world apocalypse via extraterrestrial vampires led by foxy, frequently naked Mathilda May.  It’s amassed a heavy cult following since bombing at the US box office — if Cannon had used any of the skull-frying Italian poster designs, things could’ve been quite different.

Let’s not forget that being dead was hardly an iron-clad prerequisite for succumbing to contagion — in a dizzying, nerve-shredding array of terror triumphs rampaging across screens both large and small, characters in surgical masks weren’t speculating about coughing Whole Foods co-shoppers.  Plague victims wore it loudly, proudly and homicidally, whether infected by tainted meat-pies in the gleefully disgusting shocker I Drink Your Blood (1970); a sexually transmitted parasite in David Cronenberg’s body-horror debut They Came From Within (aka Shivers, 1975), or a stinger concealed in the silky armpit of Marilyn Chambers in his equally ferocious 1977 follow-up Rabid; or guzzling bargain-priced hooch from a Skid Row liquor mart that’s not only corrosive to the liver… we get liquefied, exploding winos, as it wipes out Street Trash (1987) more efficiently than a fun-hating, Deuce-phobic NYC mayor.

For many of us, being trapped at home these many weeks has triggered re-decoration impulses, and now Dangerous Minds’ favorite original movie-art webstore, WestgateGallery.com, has it made it frightfully easy.  All of the posters seen here, as well as their entire massive international inventory of rare gems, are now 50% off for a limited time only, by using the discount code CRUELEST20 at checkout… and as part of their biggest-ever summer sale, they’re offering further incentives to sweeten the deal: spending various amounts ($400/750/1000) unlocks escalating bonus store credit ($100/250/600) — meaning $1000 buys you $3200 in list-price wall-candy. Displaying any of these posters is the perfect way to commemorate surviving COVID-19… and if we’re all doomed, then why the hell not splurge? 


Dawn of the Dead,’ Italian 4F, 55” by 78”


Escape from New York,’ Japan, 20” by 29”


‘I Drink Your Blood,’ Italian 2F Manifesto, 39” x 55”


Invasion of the Flesh Hunters,’ Japanese B2, 20” x 29”

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05.28.2020
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Irmin Schmidt of CAN talks about his new live album, ‘Nocturne’
05.28.2020
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On May 29, CAN founder Irmin Schmidt will mark his 83rd birthday with the release of Nocturne, a live recording of his piano performance at last year’s Huddersfield Contemporary Music Festival. A lightly edited transcript of our two recent conversations by phone, quarantine-hushed Los Angeles to nightingale-loud Roussillon, follows.

How is quarantine in Provence?

I’m in the countryside, and everything is calm and beautiful. 

What do you remember about the performance in Huddersfield that this record comes from?

Since it was the first concert I did—real concert, I did single performances on prepared piano, small things, but it was the first real concert with the prepared piano, with my new thing—I was quite excited about it, and didn’t know what will happen. 

What impressed me was, during the performance, I thought the public had disappeared! It was so silent, I thought maybe they [chuckles]... it sounded as if I’m all alone. They liked it! They listened so concentrated. It went very well.

I actually wondered—on the recording there’s so little audience noise, I wondered if it had been taken out. But no, they were really listening.

They were really extremely silent. There was one very, very little cough, once, in the whole thing. And then the guy afterwards came to me and said, “Excuse me, I had to cough once.” I couldn’t believe it! They were—I mean, as if they weren’t there. 

But it was pure concentration there! There were lots of people afterward coming to me and said they were really sort of hypnotized, they really listened. And that was a great compliment, because I didn’t know how would it be. It was a new thing performing this. Although I have, in the Sixties, I made a lot of piano recitals with contemporary music: Messiaen, and Webern, and Stockhausen Klavierstücke, and Cage, a lot of Cage. But this is long ago; in between there were some different things, and that was the first time I was all alone again, facing a public with my piano, and it was wonderful.

It’s sad; I have so many offers now to play all over—in Norway, in Warsaw, in Prague, in Germany and in France—and I can’t do it.

Because of the virus.

Because of the virus, yeah. I don’t worry about it so much because I’m so much better off where I am, in this beautiful countryside. I’m much better off than so many other people in towns. So I don’t… lamentate.

If you have to be stuck somewhere, I would think Provence is not a bad place.

Exactly, [laughs] especially where I am, I mean, I have a big piece of land [signal breaks up] I can be alone and it’s beautiful, it’s calm. No reason to complain.
 

Photo by Lucia Margarita Bauer
 
Have you noticed any changes in the environment?

Not really, because I’m living really in the countryside. I mean, it’s springtime, it’s wonderful. There is no change visible because there has never been any traffic in that part of the world. 

I mean, the only thing I realize is there are less planes going above our area. But I don’t know, if that affected something, it’s not visible. Actually I can’t say I noticed anything in the environment, because I am not in the town. In towns, everybody tells me it’s totally different; there are more birds and animals. But where I am in the countryside, it’s like always.

But there is one strange thing. You know, our house is called Les Rossignols, our address, and that means “the nightingales,” because there have always been nightingales. There is some water, there is a pond and there is a creek down there, and there have always been some nightingales. This year, it’s double as much, which is the only remarkable thing. There are more nightingales this spring, singing, which is wonderful. I don’t know why. It cannot be because it’s more clean where I am, but maybe it was easier for them to come, I don’t know. But that’s actually the only change, and that can be just a a coincidence. That must not necessarily be due to the lockdown. 

Can you tell me about the piano pieces in some more detail? I’m curious first of all what the equipment is. I know on the studio album you have two different pianos, one prepared and one unprepared.

Right. Yeah.

Which I think has been your practice for a while, right? 

Yeah, I have two grands in my house. For the studio record, I prepared one and left the other one unprepared, just untouched. On some pieces, I only played the prepared—which, when I say “prepared,” never is the whole piano prepared. It’s never all strings prepared. It’s sort of half of the piano. Because I love this kind of… these vibrations, these sounds of the real piano sound with the prepared, which has harmonics, which create a strange kind of tension between the not-prepared and well-tuned strings, and these prepared ones which have very complex harmonics. I love that. 

Yeah, on the studio record, I played two pianos. In performance, in a concert, I can do only one piano, so it’s half-prepared. And you hear it on the Huddersfield recording, there is this mixture between the sounds of the real piano and the prepared piano, and that’s what I love so much about it, because it makes this kind of tension in the harmonics, and these vibrations which are created by the difference of tuned and prepared [strings]. 

When I made the studio recording, I started with a prepared piano, and the first piece of the studio record is totally improvised. One go. I mean, the time it is on the record, that’s the time I played, and there’s nothing edited and nothing changed and manipulated. That’s how it started. 

And then I made some field recordings. I have a little pond, and around the pond there is bamboo and reeds. So I went through them, and sometimes sort of moved them rhythmically, sometimes just went through this, and we recorded that, and I played to that.

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Posted by Oliver Hall
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05.28.2020
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‘Lover’: Scott Lavene animated video premiere
05.27.2020
06:49 am
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If Scott Lavene‘s name isn’t familiar, you can click here for the complete rundown on this up and coming English singer-songwriter. If you’re not familiar with his music yet, you’re in a for a real treat. Lavene’s debut album, Broke was easily one of the best albums of 2019—in fact I wrote “Any ‘best albums of 2019’ lists that don’t have Scott Lavene’s ‘Broke’ near the top are bullshit,” as you can see I felt pretty strongly about it—and he’s already working on the follow-up. If you haven’t heard Scott’s music yet, lucky you. And if you have, lucky you, too, because today we’re premiering the animated video for a new song of his called “Lover.”

Scott writes:

“I had this song ‘Lover’ that didn’t make the album. A B-side. The final release from the last album before settling in to work on the next one.  I wanted a video for it and since we are on lockdown i was just going to make a green screen and perhaps make something odd at home. Then a guy started following me on Instagram called Ryan D. Anderson

His animations are amazing and his humour is brilliant and bizarre. I asked him if he had anything lying around that I could use for a video, something odd, didn’t have to be too polished. So, he’s a fan and said he’d be happy to make something specific for the song. A completely excellent human. A comedian and writer. A Canadian. Hopefully we’re going to collaborate again. Here’s his website.”

More Scott Lavene on Bandcamp.

Posted by Richard Metzger
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05.27.2020
06:49 am
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The f*cked up Fumetti of Tanino Liberatore and his friendship with Frank Zappa
05.26.2020
04:23 pm
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The cover of Frank Zappa’s 1983 album, ‘The Man From Utopia’ featuring the artwork of Tanino Liberatore.
 
Tanino Liberatore, (born Gaetano Liberatore) may be best known to music fans for his association with Frank Zappa. The two became friendly after Liberatore created a cyborg version of Frank for the futuristic cover of Zappa’s album, The Man From Utopia (1983). Liberatore named his illustration of Zappa, Frank Xerox—a hat-tip to his fiendish Frankenstein comic character RanXerox, a revered reprobate and the subject of a long series of Italian comic strips, comics and graphic novels dating back to 1978 created by Liberatore and Stefano Tamburini. Here’s Liberatore from a 2012 interview on meeting Zappa in Italy while he was in town doing shows in Naples and Rome in 1982:

“I was at the Naples and Rome concerts where nothing special happened. After the Naples concert, we went dining together to discuss the cover. In the beginning, it should have been a six pages comic strip, but the project was later reduced. Since I don’t like covers with a lot of details or messages, and I prefer a strong drawing to leave a powerful impact, I proposed to draw the front cover according to my approach, leaving to him any decision concerning the back cover. Frank accepted. So in the back, I drew the promoters who worry only about sniffing cocaine, The Pope, the gal who let Zappa know about RanXerox.”

The “gal” Liberatore is referring to was a journalist for the Italian magazine Frigidaire, early publishers and supporters of RanXerox. Her illustrated image even appears in the apocalyptic crowd scene on the back cover of The Man From Utopia, where she is depicted topless, thrusting a copy of Frigidaire above her head. The journalist, only identified by her first name Valentina, played a crucial role in Zappa’s awareness of Libertore, who went into detail about his first encounter with Zappa leading to the infamous album cover:

“And he just saw RanXerox, at least that’s what they told me, he threw out the girl and took what was his Italian handyman, who was from Rome, Bassoli (Italian rock journalist Massimo Bassoli, the editor of Tutti Frutti magazine and friend of Zappa’s), and he told to track me down because he wanted to talk to me because he liked the characters. Then Bassoli found us, it was me and Stefano (Tamburini ), at the Excelsior in via Veneto, we went to his room, where there was his bodyguard, a huge black man, and a few people. And he came out: ‘Hey, Liberatore! After Michelangelo, you are the greatest Italian artist!’ And he believed it, he didn’t say it to piss me, on the contrary. And this was the first impact. Frank Zappa was one of my myths, also because the myths that I had were more musicians than designers, apart from Michelangelo and Caravaggio. Finding myself there in the presence of his holiness, even if records had come out at the time that I didn’t like so much.”

 

A photo of Tanino Liberatore (left), Stefano Tamburini (right), watching Frank Zappa (center) flip through the copy of Frigidaire featuring RanXerox. Image source.
 
As usual, Zappa was far ahead of the cool curve, and it would be about five years before Ranx flipped the lids of adult-oriented comic fans in the U.S. when he showed up in the July 1983 edition of Heavy Metal. As a nearly life-long comic/graphic novel fan, I first became aware of Liberatore and Ranx by way of Spanish comic MAXX, when Ranx appeared on the cover of the January 1986 issue. Initially, Liberatore’s artistic interest was firmly rooted in architecture before he decided to take up illustration for print advertising in 1975. He would meet Tamburini a few years later, and “RanXerox,” the first iteration of RanXerox, would violently spring to life.

Sadly, Tamburini, a hugely respected graphic artist in his own right, would pass away entirely too young, just months before his 31st birthday in 1986. Liberatore would abandon RanXerox and comics for years until he revived his mechanical antihero in the 90s as a character in books by Jean-Luc Fromental and Alain Chabat. His work has also been featured in Hustler, Métal Hurlant, and thankfully, several books, including La Donne (2012), and the soon-to-be-released Ranx: The Complete Collection due in June of 2020, containing his vicious, unsettling, and (at times) confusing illustrations. After the initial shock of seeing Liberatore’s work for the first time 34 years ago (at Newbury Comics in Harvard Square), the impact of his wild style has not diminished. And, if you are not familiar with his work, it will likely have the same effect on your eyeballs as well. That said, with a few exceptions, many of the images in this post are NSFW.
 
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The back cover of ‘The Man From Utopia.’
 

A sketch by Liberatore for the back cover of ‘The Man From Utopia.’ More can be seen here.
 

A sketch of Zappa by Liberatore.
 

Another sketch of Zappa by Liberatore.
 
More after the jump…

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05.26.2020
04:23 pm
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