The Long Arc Towards Freedom

Back in the saddle again.  Alive and kickin'.

For CW, with gratitude to M.

This is not a snoot-snout

Wishing all a snoutish and illuminating holiday season

Eat Shit

It's gonna be a long, cold winter lifetime.

Courtesy of M.  

Crotch of doom

Here's a game for Stormy, Peter, and Delphina: Guess whose pic this is?  Hint: two of three of you are really turned on by this person and one of you is freaked out.  Also, drag.

Via Taco and the spirit world. 

Waiting for an intellectual explosion

I'm thinking this is a cognate gathering to Rainbow Bus Club?

With sincere thanks to Feathers. 

Meat puppets

         Via E.

Vey-hee-ha

How did my education neglect to teach me the word for bladder?! And why do Spanish donkeys say "bladder" when they bray?  Eternal mysteries.

And a happy Independence Day to all

Oh hey look, its everyone's favorite dudes!

Why we've been quiet lately

Via M. 

Take down your pants and feel free (tree)

For Delphina and her associates.  Via the indomitable M. 

My Little Man Pony

A wholesome outlet for the centaur-obsessed.  Stormy, this means you.  Giddy-up!

Rainbow Bus club

June 18th, no less

Firecracker

Not quite Kraftwerk in Detroit in 1991 but I love that YMO played Soul Train

Honey Boo Boo Golem

This caused hysteria at the Dixie-Pheathers residence

Stormy Obsessions: MINA

The stare from 2:00 to 2:30!


















 (WAPPA)

Glazed and confused

This collaborator of Karl Biscuit reveals nothing if not Stormy's inner womanhood. 

Thin White Mayhem

Stormy is apparently determined to hide Karl Biscuit's light under a bushel, but I won't stand for it. Crammed revenge!

Overnight, With Wings

Stay Free.  This one is courtesy of Taco.

DO IT

Give us this day our daily DO IT! DO IT DO IT D-D-DO IT!

Ode to the Mammoth Cheese Weighing Over 7,000 Pounds

Ode to the Mammoth Cheese Weighing Over 7,000 Pounds
We have seen thee, Queen of Cheese,
Lying quietly at your ease,
Gently fanned by evening breeze;
Thy fair form no flies dare seize.
All gaily dressed, soon you'll go
To the provincial show,
To be admired by many a beau
In the city of Toronto.

("James McIntyre (1828-1906) found fame not in his native Forres but as the 'Cheese Poet of Ingersoll, Ontario'") via

Slap its tongue in your mouth, part III: Valentine's edition

Miss you wanna kiss you. This image is from an otherwise banal set of instructions for making a Valentine's Day gift.

Detroit's 1980s electronic scene

Because he knows I have spent much of 2013 thus far contemplating what would happen if Gary Numan opened for Millie Jackson, a brother in struggle was kind enough to share this.  I confess I'm a bit surprised we didn't already have a Kraftwerk label.

Monkey on your back

A wunderbar anti-drug message, from Germany in the early '80s.

Slap its tongue in your mouth II

This robot mouth is for Delphina.  It's what Troll would be doing if he weren't doing animals.

I also highly recommend the Robot Dental Patient: "It makes human movements, like shaking its head and choking."

With thanks to Feathers.

Season's Greetings

The Iceman Cometh

With thanks to our CT correspondent.

Significant Otherness?

Lifted from a blog about circuses without permission.  Ew.

Meaning Maybe Romance

Take a close look.
Courtesy of Eastside Jack and an unknown genius.

Foodie Jesus Hath Risen

"Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese?"

With thanks to Feathers and RER. 

Fuck Your Lower East Side Terrarium

With thanks to S99 for moral support in dealing with the cockroach and for this.

Hieronymus Henson

The Garden of Earthly Delights suffers fuzzy apocrypha. 

With thanks to Feathers. 

Back to school!

Fantasy is reality

Troll, when are you going to be talented enough to make this animal?  

With thanks to Feathers.

Elfy finery, but where's the elf?

As dedicated followers know, I'm obsessed with both elfy finery and unexplained disapparation.  I don't know whether this scene on Ludlow St. was a breakup, a Middle-Earth dustup that spilled over into our world, or--dare I wonder--a trap laid for me.

Sparks 1969

Some other guy's taco

Commanding thusly from a gas station.

Gomez's Hamburger

What you eat when you're on the road with Hawkwind, no doubt.  Thanks to GLG.

Lost: pasties

These look kind of like giant spiders?  In all honesty, this summer is so gross, I can see why even pasties would feel like too much.  (I'm sure Stormy in his capacity as a busking consultant would concur.  Flaunt it if you got it, proud buskers of Walnut St.!)  Courtesy RER.

Modern Life...

..."Dinner with Barack" ad was beckoning while I listened to this. Now I'll have something to talk about with him.

New favorite song

It's the beginning of a new age

Merry troglodytes share their new age tape collections with tampon taxidermists.

Grab this one immediately: "The following words are repeated over and over behind the music -- unheard by your conscious mind, but perceived by your unconscious. “Sensual. Bonding. Seductive. Love. Sex. Union. Two into one. Arousal. Desire. Passion. Merge soul energy. Become one. Longing. Attain wholeness. Completeness. Love. Beloved. Whispered words. Whispered desires. Love. Passion. Melding. Merging. Intensity. Excitement. Love. Passion. Hunger. Thirst. Love. Craving. Carnal. Heat. Urgency. Love. Flesh. Tantalizing. Zeal. Stroking. Fondling. Love. Taste. Rhythm. Passion. Love. Satisfaction.”

I have made the acquaintance of Happy Myller (he arrives about 1:40):




I've found the one reviewer I can really trust:

I'M FUSSY TOO, RICHARD!

Just grab everything here too. Moroder here.

Pickle liberation redux

These pickles need to organize.  Solo emancipation seems to lead only to indignity and ruin.

Happy summer, y'all!

Foil Me Once

From the opening shots of the dancers' hand-on-boob shirts to the rampant eye patches, there is a lot of inspiration here.  Make sure you stick around for the Aladdin Sane-inspired sequence!  With extra cape!

With thanks to S99. 

Putting a price on happiness

Spotted in the Phoenix, AZ convention center.  Along with a lot of other shit.

Reading the prog distributor's new releases email...

I think I'll just make this a regular series. Some of the quotes come from press releases...unfortunately one person doesn't write all of this.

"about 3/5ths instrumental and 2/5ths vocal"

"possibly provides an answer to the question, 'Why didn't he join the Genesis reunion tour?'"

"This is for folks who like groups like Morglbl...but with an even crunchier vibe."

"a triple album telling in 22 songs and 30 instrumentals Darwin's life, concepts and works"

"a 34 minute suite of impassioned ferocity"

"Are you ready for Kalabalik!?!"

"although Fripp is not physically present on this recording"

"the aye-aye, the blue-footed booby, the magnapinna squid, the blobfish, the elephant shrew, the anglerfish, the solenodon, and the tardigrade"

"a daxophone, the glass armonica, the theremin, the stylophone, the claviola, and the League of Electronic Musical Urban Robots."

"glowering, sepulchral brass undertows"

"If you like symphonic progressive, you probably will feel undernourished with this album"

"As Hot Casa explains"

"Force them to use only original instruments as mellotron, minimoog, hammond, theremin, fender rhodes."

"Everybody except Hildegard, who watches over Can and its work like the dragon over the gold of the Nibelungen and doesn’t allow forgetting."

"Each LP comes with a demon mask..."

Number one

 

From Sweden despite appearances

And then the strings come in

The Liverbirds

I seriously only checked the band out because I laughed so hard at a description that began "The Liverbirds (sometimes spelled Liver Birds)..."

Those teenagers look a little off because on account of they're German.

Germany 1981

I figured it looked and sounded like this

Put another foot up

"scenes of The Cramps show in the Napa State Mental Hospital"