PERFECTION OF PERPLEXION

nyunnom

Posted in boys, girls by okkame on August 17, 2011

White breads. They’re popular.

 

nyun

Posted in girls, music by okkame on August 17, 2011

I have hovered over Jarboe (Swans et al.)’s facebook and this is a find. She looks so good.

 

Ashtray Navigations – Dirt Mummies And Bloody Amps/ Blood Mummies And Dirty Amps (2010, Revival)

Posted in music by okkame on August 17, 2011

 

 

“Ashtray Navigations is Phil Todd and guest cohorts. He’s from round these parts (West Yorkshire) and is rapidly becoming synonymous with brilliantly epic, sludgy soundscapes & vast psychedelic noise sculpting. This catchily titled CD on his own DIY imprint is as caustic as the furthest reaches of the Astral Social Club or the ricocheting sonic feedback overload of Skullflower. Quite how he manages to layer this filthy, ascending distortion with such absorbing detail i’ll never know yet the first number relentlessly evolves into a shitstorm of feedback whilst a lunatic UFO comes in half way attempting to suck the sonic cloud up, churning madly in its frantic determination! Sympathetic is the key and my ears are treated to some excellent analogue Komische action that has raw feedback tendrils trailing from its old-skool underbelly. 6 tracks in all, showcasing a rough, rugged & tantalising imagination from this region.” from Norman records

 

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Back in the day I used to read Phil Todd’s blog on myspace where I could be clued in on an outer-square cultural linchpin like Sweet Movie, a film by  Dušan Makavejev. His considerable  knowledge and understanding of various counterculture ephemera is soundly reflected in his musical pursuit. This album was compiled from some of his previous materials released in 2006 and 2008 and its exemplifying barrage of outre psych-o-ramas must be a sure shot to launch the first timers into the entrancing orbits of Ashtray Navigations.

Aerobicise – Deborah & Tina cooldown

Posted in films, girls by okkame on August 16, 2011

I tend to be appalled by those still “in” 80’s-mirroring indie hipster music videos, and the above is in a similar vein if not processed for particular purposes; However, I find nothing to frown on in it … it just acts as a stiffenin’ good hypnagogic aphrodisiac… above all, camera works are so delicate and giddily artful.

 

one of the best synthetic music you will hear in 2011

Posted in music by okkame on August 16, 2011

A resplendent telegraph from the U.S. electronic subterrain …

 

Sender: ?

 

Skullflower – Last Shot At Heaven (1993, Noiseville)

Posted in music by okkame on August 15, 2011


 

Shoot It

 

“There Are few releases that I am more proud of than this one, the stellar Skullflower
album “Last Shot At Heaven”.  This was the first US Skullflower full length CD
(discounting reissues) and according to many Skullflower fans, their best album.  I tend to
agree.  I remember very clearly the first time I heard this album, I was pulled in a trance as
my ears were swept away by walls of feedbacking guitars.  This album is amazing, plain and simple. ” from the label.

 

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Despite having long since broken out of the mold,  Skullflower has always possessed and spontaneously exhibited the momentum of Rock music;  There are unchanging viscerality and physicality in their music that pounce and gorge on the listener’s psyche imbueing her whole body with a viperous bracer. And the Guitar. Skullflower is the equivalent of a forsaken berserker wielding a guitar with all his might and gusto instead of a sword compared to those dour knob-twiddlers and fingertipping monitor-gazers however kindred to eMego-ers and other noise/drone stalwarts Skullflower is in terms of the sonic palette. For all the noises and drones they have been honing, they’re born to rock.

Last Shot At Heaven, where the familiar mode of Rock has not been declouded and heavily deformed yet, greatly manifests the above described nature and orientation of Skullflower. The nearly unceasing cocky wah-wahs and distortional caterwaulings leading the album will cater to many of the fans of those obstinate, ragged modernists’ blasphemous take on blues; Often, this iteration of  Skullflower recalled to me Bardo Pond, and even 90’s prominent blues-punkers Railroad Jerk though for a brief moment. And in this album, there certainly are some archetypal musical ideas that Ausie psych rockers Grey Daturas might have picked up and pushed to the broader, more lysergic realm.

 

Cop a load of a young Mr. Bower on the album cover. How cool ! 

nyun

Posted in Art, girls, paintings by okkame on August 14, 2011

The Temptation of St Anthony by Henri Fantin-Latour

 

Hahn-Bin; Gotta be the most famous Korean the world over?

Posted in boys, music by okkame on August 14, 2011

Performances in February and March 2011. Held in conjunction with the exhibition Andy Warhol: Motion Pictures

 

 

There’s one thing I know for sure; Hahn-Bin looks like Andy Warhol. 

Siouxsie & The Banshees – Arabian Knights

Posted in boys, girls, music by okkame on August 14, 2011

Yeah. White bohemian hipsters.

 

 

At the present day, we have bands like Celebration ( from Baltimore) mining the same field. While I’m not quite fond of their music, I find the front woman very hot.

 

 

nom; Use Your Illusion

Posted in boys, music by okkame on August 14, 2011

I have imbibed a nirvanic dose of defiant underground shrills and screeches only to come back to Guns N’ Roses, my primer into the humongous world of Rock N’ Roll in a perceptively sober state without a smidgen of irony. They’re the greatest.

 

 

 

GONNA FIND A WAY TO CURE THIS LONELINESS
YEAH I’LL FIND A WAY TO CURE THIS PAIN
IF I SAID THAT YOU’RE MY FRIEND
AND OUR LOVE WOULD NEVER END
HOW LONG BEFORE I HAD YOUR TRUST AGAIN
I OPENED UP THE DOORS WHEN IT WAS COLD OUTSIDE
HOPIN’ THAT YOU’D FIND YOUR OWN WAY IN
BUT HOW CAN I PROTECT YOU
OR TRY NOT TO NEGLECT YOU
WHEN YOU WON’T TAKE THE LOVE I HAVE TO GIVE
I BROUGHT ME AN ILLUSION
AN I PUT IT ON THE WALL
I LET IT FILL MY HEAD WITH DREAMS
AND I HAD TO HAVE THEM ALL
BUT OH THE TASTE IS NEVER SO SWEET
AS WHAT YOU’D BELIEVE IT IS…
WELL I GUESS IT NEVER IS
IT’S THESE PREJUDICED ILLUSIONS
THAT PUMP THE BLOOD
TO THE HEART OF THE BIZ

YOU KNOW THAT I NEVER THOUGHT
THAT IT COULD TAKE SO LONG
YOU KNOW I NEVER KNEW HOW TO BE STRONG
YEAH, I LET YOU SHAPE ME
BUT I FEEL AS THOUGH YOU RAPED ME
‘CAUSE YOU CLIMBED INSIDE MY WORLD
AND IN MY SONGS
SO NOW I’VE CLOSED THE DOOR
TO KEEP THE COLD OUTSIDE
SEEMS SOMEHOW I’VE FOUND THE WILL TO LIVE
BUT HOW CAN I FORGET YOU
OR TRY NOT TO REJECT YOU
WHEN WE BOTH KNOW IT TAKES TIME TO FORGIVE

SWEETNESS IS A VIRTUE
AND YOU LOST YOUR VIRTUE LONG AGO
YOU KNOW I’D LIKE TO HURT YOU
BUT MY CONSCIENCE ALWAYS TELLS ME NO
YOU COULD SELL YOUR BODY ON THE STREET
TO ANYONE WHOM YOU MIGHT MEET
WHO’D LOVE TO TRY AND GET INSIDE
AND BUST YOUR INNOCENCE OPEN WIDE

‘CAUSE MY BABY’S GOT A LOCOMOTIVE
MY BABY’S GONE OFF THE TRACK
MY BABY’S GOT A LOCOMOTIVE
GOT TA PEEL THE BITCH OFF MY BACK
I KNOW IT LOOKS LIKE I’M INSANE
TAKE A CLOSER LOOK I’M NOT TO BLAME
NO

GONNA HAVE SOME FUN WITH MY FRUSTRATION
GONNA WATCH THE BIG SCREEN IN MY HEAD
I’D RATHER TAKE A DETOUR
‘CAUSE THIS ROAD AIN’T GETTIN’ CLEARER
YOUR TRAIN OF THOUGHT HAS CUT ME OFF AGAIN
BETTER TAME THAT BOY ‘CAUSE HE’S A WILD ONE
BETTER TAME THAT BOY FOR HE’S A MAN
SWEETHEART DON’T MAKE ME LAUGH
YOU’S GETTIN’ TOO BIG FOR YOUR PANTS
AND I’S THINK MAYBE YOU SHOULD
CUT OUT WHILE YOU CAN
YOU CAN USE YOUR ILLUSION
LET IT TAKE YOU WHERE IT MAY
WE LIVE AND LEARN
AND THEN SOMETIMES IT’S BEST TO WALK AWAY
ME I’M JUST HERE HANGIN’ ON
IT’S MY ONLY PLACE TO STAY AT LEAST
FOR NOW ANYWAY
I’VE WORKED TOO HARD FOR MY ILLUSIONS
JUST TO THROW THEM ALL AWAY

I’M TAKING TIME FOR QUIET CONSOLATION
IN PASSING BY THIS LOVE THAT’S PASSED AWAY
I KNOW IT’S NEVER EASY –
SO WHY SHOULD YOU BELIEVE ME
WHEN I’VE ALWAYS GOT SO MANY THINGS TO SAY
CALLING OFF THE DOGS A SIMPLE CHOICE IS MADE
‘CAUSE PLAYFUL HEARTS
CAN SOMETIMES BE ENRAGED
YOU KNOW I TRIED TO WAKE YOU –
I MEAN HOW LONG COULD IT TAKE YOU
TO OPEN UP YOUR EYES AND TURN THE PAGE

KINDNESS IS A TREASURE –
AND IT’S ONE TO ME YOU’VE SELDOM SHOWN
SO I’LL SAY IT FOR GOOD MEASURE
TO ALL THE ONES LIKE YOU I’VE KNOWN
YA KNOW I’D LIKE TO SHAVE YOUR HEAD
AND ALL MY FRIENDS COULD PAINT IT RED
‘CAUSE LOVE TO ME’S A TWO WAY STREET
AN ALL I REALLY WANT IS PEACE

BUT MY BABY’S GOT A LOCOMOTIVE
MY BABY’S GONE OFF THE TRACK
MY BABY’S GOT A LOCOMOTIVE
GOT TA PEEL THE BITCH OFF MY BACK
I KNOW IT LOOKS LIKE I’M INSANE
TAKE A CLOSER LOOK I’M NOT TO BLAME
NO

AFFECTION IS A BLESSING
CAN YOU FIND IT IN YOUR TORRID HEART
I TRIED TO KEEP THIS THING TA-GETHER
BUT THE TREMOR TORE MY PAD APART
YEAH I KNOW IT’S HARD TO FACE
WHEN ALL WE’VE WORKED FOR’S GONE TO WASTE
BUT YOU’RE SUCH A STUPID WOMAN
AND I’M SUCH A STUPID MAN
BUT LOVE LIKE TIME’S GOT IT’S OWN PLANS

‘CAUSE MY BABY’S GOT A LOCOMOTIVE
MY BABY’S GONE OFF THE TRACK
MY BABY’S GOT A LOCOMOTIVE
GOT TA PEEL THE BITCH OFF MY BACK
I KNOW IT LOOKS LIKE I’M INSANE
TAKE A CLOSER LOOK I’M NOT TO BLAME
YEAH
IF LOVE IS BLIND I GUESS I’LL BUY MYSELF A CANE

LOVE’S SO STRANGE

 

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Who’d get it thoroughly if I say “I love music, mostly rock n’ roll. And my favourtie band is Guns N’ fucking Roses” except for ones reading my blog? I couldn’t even articulate the differences between Bon Jovi and Guns N’ Roses to my friend yesterday. Blues-oriented and often irresistibly poppy but innovative, cleverly comprehensive and  truly artsy when you dig them deeper aren’t not enough. Suffice it to say that Guns N’ Roses liberate you !!!

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