Month: March 2009 (page 1 of 5)
The motorcycle purred beneath him as he ripped across the desolate highway stretching off into forever lit only by the single light on the front of the bike. The wind whipped his hair against the worn leather of his jacket, singing the sweet song of freedom past his ears. His beard collected whatever unfortunate insects happened to be in his way on this still, cold Southwestern night. The pistol in his belt felt empowering, assuring, like three and a half pounds of steel confidence.
Hell was in his veins. Read more
This video looks like the best spent 100 dollars I have ever seen. I love the colorful swirls of soft-focus ink. They remind me of the opening sequence of the scariest film ever made, Kwaidan. I also love that dirty analog synth sound. That always makes me like a song more. Always.
Too great. I love Eric Wareheim.
I watch a LOT of music videos; I love them. Especially ones that aren’t just the god damned band trying to look cool. The less performance then better, I say. It’s rare that I come across a video in which I would change nothing. This is one of those videos. It’s perfect. Totally perfect.
I wish it could last forever.
…it is your fault I find this funny. Thanks, dick.
Are you serious? This is the greatest shit I have ever seen.
In Join Or Die, I paint myself having sex with the Presidents of the United States in chronological order. I am interested in humanizing and demythologizing the Presidents by addressing their public legacies and private lives. The presidency itself is a seemingly immortal and impenetrable institution; by inserting myself in its timeline, I attempt to locate something intimate and mortal. I use this intimacy to subvert authority, but it demands that I make myself vulnerable along with the Presidents. A power lies in rendering these patriarchal figures the possible object of shame, ridicule and desire, but it is a power that is constantly negotiated.
I approach the spectacle of sex and politics with a certain playfulness. It would be easy to let the images slide into territory that’s strictly pornographic—the lurid and hardcore, the predictably “controversial.” One could also imagine a series preoccupied with wearing its “Fuck the Man” symbolism on its sleeve. But I wish to move beyond these things and make something playful and tender and maybe a little ambiguous, but exuberantly so. This, I feel, is the most humanizing act I can do.
Check out all of them here: Justine Lai – Join or Die
Obviously, this is Not Safe For Work.
Because I haven’t posted anything with lasers in it for at least 30 minutes, and it doesn’t hurt that this song is pretty awesome. I was way into the first record by The Juan Maclean and, apparently, they have a new one. Killer.
Everyone’s favorite Christian Death Metal band has a new record coming out later this month and I am super stoked about it. My brother “found” a prerelease copy on the interwebs and sent it to me. It’s pretty awesome. It lacks the mind-blowing punch experienced the first time you heard Impending Doom, but that doesn’t make it a bad record. I’ve given it a casual listen through and I am excited about my pre-order come the end of March. Overall, they’ve broadened their musical battalion in a way that shows real growth for the band. And, oh, is that harmonized growls I hear? Oh yes, yes it is.
Here are two tracks from the record that I feel are demonstrative of Impending Doom’s growth.[audio:id-serpentservant.mp3] [audio:id-gatesofhell.mp3]