Nick Cave once said that Blixa Bargeld’s voice could mimic the sound of cats being strangled or children dying. His group is well known for the use of power tools in their music. Who better than the front man of Einstürzende Neubauten to shill for DIY retailer Hornbach, Germany’s answer to Home Depot?
Here’s an excerpt from One Pair Of Eyes with astronomer Patrick Moore, where a gentleman demonstrates his amazing ability to speak three different space languages (yes, three!): Venusian, Kruger and Plutonian.
There’s nothing about this fellow’s rather cheerful demeanor that indicates he’s lying. He seems to genuinely believe he can speak three alien languages. I genuinely believe that he missed his calling as an auctioneer.
I love how interviewer Moore acts as if all of this is completely normal, asking with a totally straight face, “I see… Could we see some Plutonian writing, do you think?”
“I never wanted to be a part of planet Earth, but I am compelled to be here, so anything I do for this planet is because the Master-Creator of the Universe is making me do it. I am of another dimension. I am on this planet because people need me”—Sun Ra
Dazzling short documentary film from French television of Sun Ra and His Arkestra, with the great June Tyson, circa 1969. Killer takes on “Enlightenment” (from his 1958 masterpiece Jazz in Silhouette and “Outer Spaceways Incorporated.”
For others, like the well-known post-punk singer Bob Mould, who was a mainstay of D.C.’s bear scene in the mid-2000s, the subculture is an entrée for misfits into mainstream gay life. In his 2011 memoir See a Little Light, Mould describes discovering Dupont’s DIK Bar: “It reminded me of my punk rock days: guys in flannel shirts, T-shirts, and jeans. There wasn’t a lot of pretense, sarcasm, or campy behavior…I enjoyed the company of guys who were comfortable with their masculinity. At DIK Bar I didn’t feel like I had to do anything to fit in except be myself. I didn’t have to try to look or act like a bear because I already was one.”
What’s more surprising to me about the article is that the general taxonomy of bear subculture is so diverse (chubs, cubs, chasers, twinks, leather daddies, otters… otters?). Well, that, and the fact that there’s any culture at all in boring Washington, DC (Buuuuuuurrrrrnnn!)
Below, Hüsker Dü take a fantastic rip through The Byrd’s “Eight Miles High” at the Pink Pop Festival, Netherlands, 1987:
Another great piece of rock history from The Merv Griffin Show. Debbie Harry and Chris Stein adapt to the role of talk show guests with the ease of the cool New Yorkers they are. And this cements Merv’s place in the Hipster Hall Of Fame. Totally.
It’s 1980 and Blondie has gone from Bowery punks to pop stars. You can tell Harry and Stein are struggling a bit with the whole fame thing.
Marcelo Machado’s lively and informative 2012 documentary Tropicalia features rare footage of Brazilian music legends Caetano Veloso, Gilberto Gil, Os Mutantes, Gal Costa and Tom Zé as it explores a revolution animated by music and art. Mixing traditional Brazilian and African rhythms with contemporary psychedelic experimentation and the avant-garde, the 1960’s tropicália movement celebrated free expression in reaction and opposition to an atmosphere of increasing social and cultural oppression. As a military dictatorship took hold of Brazil, artists were among the front line of resistance and many were forced to leave the country or face death.
Tropicalia may not be definitive but it sure as shit is important and vital.
In the latest installment of her loopy God Knows webcast, zany self-proclaimed prophet Cindy Jacobs seems to be trying to communicate that God shows himself in mysterious ways, like curiously long lasting shoes and even tires that you can drive on until you’ve got enough money to buy some new ones. Sometimes he manifests in bottomless bowls of spaghetti!
“We believe we’re moving into a supernatural season, where if needed, God will multiply food,” the dingbat Internet evangelist explained. “I have seen God multiply food more than one time when I was cooking. I mean when our kids were little, they were always bringing friends into the house. And I remember spooning out spaghetti or whatever, just praying in the spirit over that, and God just made more and more and more. You know, I’ve seen oil multiply as I was praying for the sick. I’ve seen bottles of oil just fill up about a cup a time of oil. But the point is we were promised supernatural provisions.”
As the world shakes economically, you do not need to be in fear. Prepare for the tumultuous season ahead with supernatural guidance from the Lord!