Here’s a bracing Monday morning wake up call: The Yosuke Yamashita Trio providing a suitable furious soundtrack for a series of Japanese Red Army Faction bombings in this controversial and frequently banned “pink film” Ecstasy of the Angels.
Thx again, Tony Coulter !
“Kill Your Co-workers,” the latest video from the genre-hopping maestro of Los Angeles, Flying Lotus. From the new EP, Pattern+Grid World.
Directed by beeple AKA Mike Winkelmann. Gorgeous!
A YouTube commenter says, “Kill it before it finishes its death dance!”
I have to agree.
(via Pink Tentacle)
Another “song” (and I use that term loosely here) from Sue and Michael Brownson, the couple behind the Tim and Eric-esque “I Am Here (A Love Letter from God)” thing posted here yesterday.
Check out their website, it’s as if Kenneth the page from 30 Rock got married and decided to become a Christian Teabagger version of… Kraftwerk.
I know that doesn’t make any sense, but I don’t think Sue and Michael Bownson do.
Bless.
Via Adam Whitley
Sister Ray meets Lawrence Welk.
The sound synch is so cool on this and it’s particularly impressive considering that Darren Hacker made the video in a very lo-tech way. Hacker describes the process:
“I rigged up 2 ancient VCRs and a CD player across my living room floor, layed down on my stomach, cued everything up and then manually activated all 3 devices at precise intervals, live…in real time. One take, no edits…”
My brother and sisters in arms here at Dangerous Minds will probably exile me to a digital Siberia for posting a mashup, but this one really tickled my fancy. DJ Fanfaroff is a master of the form and continues to come up with inventive mixes.
I read about this seldom screened, but highly regarded cult film, Demon Lover Diary, about a year ago on the Onion’s AV Club and have wanted to see it ever since. Tuesday I’ll get my chance as the mighty Cinefamily organization is screening the film as part of their monthlong horror fest,
In early 1975, Donald E. Jackson—who would later become the junk-drawer auteur responsible for stuff like Hell Comes To Frogtown and Lingerie Kickboxer—began working on his first feature film, a low-budget horror movie called The Demon Lover. He and his cartoonish hustler of a partner, Jerry Younkins, hired a young filmmaker named Jeff Kreines to handle cinematography. Promised a paycheck that never materialized, Kreines headed to Michigan to start work, accompanied by his pal Mark Rance and his girlfriend Joel DeMott. As time passed—and it became clear that Jackson and Younkins were a couple of no-account hustlers with no idea how to make a movie, and no aesthetic values beyond cutting corners at every opportunity—DeMott decided to make her own movie about the making of The Demon Lover.
Predating American Movie by decades, Demon Lover Diary has many of the same qualities, but where Mark Borchardt is likeable and pitiable, Jackson is a two-bit creep who appears to have blown off his own finger in order to finance the movie with workers’ compensation money. The production is so hopeless and haphazard that DeMott’s movie about it begins to take on a hilariously surrealistic quality, as she and Kreines (who became respected documentarians) display the kind of black humor seen in soldiers who think they’re going to die in combat. Though hard to find, Demon Lover Diary is a funny, essential document on the seamy side of independent filmmakint
Dir. Joel DeMott, 1980, 16mm, 90 min.
The Cinefamily, 611 N. Fairfax Ave. Los Angeles, CA 90036
As seen on the wonderful Christian Nightmares blog:
Brownson Music presents a video for ‘I Am Here (A Love Letter From God)’, one of the most bizarrely depressing Casio-driven Christian songs ever written (WARNING: This song will lodge itself in your brain like a tumor, and has the potential to bum you out for days!)
Here’s what the artists themselves had to say about their creation:
A song regarding hardships, sorrow and sadness through the loss of a job, finances, house or family member(s), spouse or a child and GOD letting us know that He is here to help us through anything life throws at us. This song also teaches us to put our faith, hope and trust in Him—the one who can carry the load for us and give us peace.
Uh, yeah, something like that!
Seriously, Kentucky, what the fuck? Even for a Republican, he’s an idiot!
If I was Jack Conway, I’d approve this ad, too!
