oh, i decided today in the face of tons of stuff i have to do in the next few days and on account of being traveled out and moreover with no money to speak of that i’m not going to the PS1 show, so i will be playing at distant castle tomorrrow with ghost mice, foundation, matt fox, and now also spring break north korea. the flyer i got (which spelled my name wrong) said it’s at 8:30. so use that information how you may.
monday’s video show / iron chef was pretty fun, it wasn’t a pizza contest after all, and the secret ingredient was cinnamon raisin mochi– yikes. unfortunately i had to take the bus there and back, and on the way home missed a few buses and a few rides, and got stuck in providence until 4pm wednesday. i like providence and i have a lot of friends there, people who give me food and places to stay, but so closely missing so many ways back to sanctum can drive anyone plumb annoyed, even me. mike– somehow that last bus drove right past me as i stood at the stop downtown, and i had to hoof, cursing, across town before it left from the terminal. anyway i have only myself to blame and i had a good time on my extra days– traded some records to armageddon, had some soup, it was good.
records i got:
black flag “my war” – i never got this when i was 17, so i had to get it now. i know i’ll get harsh words for this, but i wish i got “family man” instead.
flaws “erect nation” – MT, ryan seaton, and gus from tiny hawks, making what i can best call “90s smart guy music”. and i’m on the label of the record. well a picture of me anyway. awesome.
kites “hallucination guillotine / final worchip” – this rules. kites records are getting better and better in ways that don’t make the old ones bad. this one thanks (among others) amon duul II, so maybe that’s a decent jump-off. unfortunately there’s no nice geometric layout of all his homemade instruments, maybe because now he’s using more shelf and modified stuff, which doesn’t photograph as well, or maybe he’s trying to get away from that angle (hobbyist synths). anyway the liner notes list “BOX WITH HOLES, PEDALS, MICROPHONES, BLACK TRAP, HILL METWOR, SILVER 386, REVERB TANK, 8-WAY GRENADE, WALKMAN, ETC.”.
musically MAD – i’ve been looking for these MAD magazine records for a while. this one isn’t really that good. i mean, it isn’t sonically what mad is visually. but already covered that territory i guess.
can’t “private time (part 2)” – this is apparently the sequel to “private time”, which remains my favorite cassette release ever. nice personal screechy . there is an acoustic guitar ssong, and my feelings that subject are a matter of public record, but it works out pretty good in the context of the record and the previous tape. many excellent life-affirming therapeutic buzzings. another nice thing is that the light in the pictures has the same quality as in private time part 1. total sunny bedroom, saying “legs are so weird– look at them down there!”. jessica (who is “can’t”) is the queen of homemade synths, and is in grad school for electronics design, which i am really psyched about.
sonic chimp vol 1 – chimp rock comp from 1996, featuring teddy fire, discombobulated ventriloquist, larry marchall, glemun (which is brian chippendale’s early band?), trollin withdrawal, and many others. chimp rock is a messy fun spazzy new england brand of , most famously exemplified by fat day. the trollin withdrawal guy lives in worcester now, according to the . WTF.
jamie’s art opening at HBML yesterday was awesome, and there were indeed lots of folks from the art museum, and he sold lots of paintings, which rules. the show will be up for three weeks.
today we had a fashion shoot at the store, and i was apprehensive about having two events back to back, and it rained pretty hard, but still people came out, and it was totally fun. pictures are forthcoming. the best part was when the landlord came by with people interested in buying the building, and none of them expecting to catch the totally weird sight they beheld, and a bunch of teenagers daring each other to dress less and less societally controlled on top of it all with parisian house music bumpin’. BUGG OUT YOUTH.
this was on bong bong the other day but whatever: , which make them, uh, sexier.
nice “classic” webpage of with lots of wish-they-were-bigger scans of awesome old trading cards, most of which were painted by NS, some of which were originally drawn by basil wolverton, wally wood, others. what’ss weird to me is that a lot of the little rubber monsters i like, that i acquired over a long time, and that look pretty dissimilar, are from the same set, . it’s no secret that i owe a lot to garbage pail kids. what i want to be, is TOPPS.
good concise interview with the snow ghost on .
i made some extras of the angler fish shirts, so if you couldn’t make it last saturday, your boat is not yet sank. jamie’s art show is tomorrow and he invited a lot of people from the art museum, we’ll see how that goes.
this friday at HBML– with snacks and bold, confident ink usages and discrete art items for immediate sale
this saturday at HBML– a fashion shoot with a real fashion photographer. bring your body and your sense of style, select from our weird selection and we’ll take party snaps for the internet while really hot lights make you uncomfortable enough to give you the edge in the high stakes world of professional modeling.
and speaking of modeling, NPR points us to this gem regarding . YAAAAAAAAA.
ok, it took a little while, and i had to use the archive.org link, but here is a fresh link to from a strictly linguistic point of view. i found other lists but they’re pretty amateur and nonscientific, they didn’t even have BUTTOCK.
oh, and little andrew informs me that the comic book is called THRESH, which isn’t ugly, but is a good “pretty word / weird meaning” selection, like DIARRHEA and CUSPIDOR.
march 10 (a monday) at , special sceening of the , hosted by your truly for some reason, with iron chef pizza cook-off between mike “difficult” t and some pale and waxy competitor whose name i cannot right now recall. NB: mike t makes really good pizza.
march 14 (a friday) at PS1 in NYC, the is performing a weird theatrical “smorgasborg” as part of the huge . i have a drawing in the book they are making.
i’m still on the fence as to whether i go to that or the
show at distant castle (aka forbes st) with ghost mice, matt fox, the foundation, and me, jacob berendes. this is also on the 14th, so i may call out of this– the ps1 thing might be too big. decision tomorrow, make your statements.
march 16 (a sunday) me and JJB Buckmaster will be repping a table at a in boston. i’ll have a bunch of new pins and some special comic book-related shirts and… uh, minifigs. jamie will have his new comic book, the name of which i forget but it’s a single, ugly word, like SPENCH or STRINK or CLINGE or something, but a real word.
still chuggin’ on this grant, which interjects at a well-trod fujichia fiasco node, being that 1,) i need a single specific project to bump, and 2,) i need to talk about it like it’s peanut butter or some other life-altering thing, knowing that people know that i know that it’s not. also it has to be something that i not care about enough to just up and do until nine months from now (when they announce the winners) and it has to be something that doesn’t really make money (for reasons i won’t go into right now). it’s cool, i still have a good 23 hours until it’s due. my connectch told me that they fund miles and miles of exactly the sort of dumb shit you’d think they would, and the only thing between me and the money is my ability to talk like i deserve it, in the money language that they speak. fuuuuuckk.
went out for a brain-cleaning walk and a stop at coffee shop to read more yesterday’s answers, and wound up buying jam at the supermarket and running into annie and dave p. some classic old lady rolled up to annie and demanded to know what happened to her face (annie has two lower lip piercings) and didn’t she know that that metal was going to “go right through [her] body” (?) ? annie told her she was turning into a cyborg, the lady was disgusted with us, saying we’d be sorry. i told her “life’s for living”. it ruled. i love supermarket encounters!
incidentally, the crossword oracle was surprisingly on point today– i got INTO ATOM (compare with INFRA ELLE ATOM from a few days ago), CURRY FAVOR NOTE, TRAPS INGENIOUS, LOOP SAGEADVICE, USUAL RARE GOOP, MINTEDITION VAT, and both ORANGES ESP SST and STEM SSTS FLEET (from two different puzzles).
drawing above by , of something i think about constantly. it happened to him, he said it was “not that bad”.
this is pretty epic: . or i should say “warhol draws a penis, knowing full well that his drawing will be shipped to the moon and remain there effectively forever”. pictured above, the chip which was glommed onto the leg of a lunar module left behind by apollo 12 astronauts. other artists featured on the “moon museum” include robert rauschenberg, david novros, forrest “frosty” myers, claes oldenburg, and john chamberlain.
today anna told me “you use the word ‘rules’ alot.”. i told her “everything rules.” and i stand by that statement. everything is governed by everything else. no other way.
i’m applying for another grant and it’s driving me batty. of course it’s the last minute! what other time would it be? this grant is orders of magnitude larger than the previous one (which i didn’t get, but which was not pocket change) and is project based, and as far as projects, i only ever think $300 big. my mode is going to be “pay my rent while i ‘work on’ [x]” which people really say with a straight face to other people, who then say “OK”. i know, i know, but come on. but also, i know.
tomorrow is a silk screen day at the store. bring a dark-colored garment and $5, and we will silk screen a drawing of an angler fish onto it and then where the bioluminescent lure is, a real, glowing LED that you cannot remove or turn off. this is from 2 to 5PM.
the dirt pals are going to be in a (the) hugge at PS1 next month, because someone over there thought they were a “performance troupe”. my theory is that this is a direct result of their yearly fancy-dress christmas photo-cards. anyway the DP invited me to contribute to their program (which is to say, to the book they are making in concert with the performance). i am PSYCHED. i’m supposed to be playing a show with ghost mice the night of the big performance, i think i’m going to ANKLE IT. because it’s 2008 and i’m STACKING IT UP.
today was february 29th, which i built up to be monumental in my brain but nothing came of it especially. i guess psychologically it’s not like the repeated or lost hour of daylight savings, it’s just like, oh, also, this. i went on a walk, i bought batteries, i wrote this in my notebook: MARE GINS NERVE, INFRA ELLE ATOM, BEATDOWN LEADS, CADRE ADAGE, GIRTHS CLUNG, STAR EYE KEENER, GLIB SCANS, STAYS ON ARIA, UNSAID INSECURE, URIEL OILTANKERS, PETER IV SYNAPSE, GAZETTE LARCENY, ALEXANDRA EUBIE, BORES IN ON KRONA, SKIP OUT ON EBON, CREE LEAPYEAR.
