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Friday, November 25, 2011

Turkey Shit



G-D BLESS
May this give your one remaining withered eye what amounts to a sparkle as we celebrate the freedom to stand in line at 4 a.m. on this turkiest of days. Remember - they hate us because they're jealous of our freedom to express ourselves through vanity plates. This may be as close as I get to Phil Ochs...

Thursday, November 10, 2011

ONION-PEELINGS

The Universe is the Practical Joke of the General
at the Expense of the Particular, quoth FRATER
PERDURABO, and laughed.
But those disciples nearest to him wept, seeing the
Universal Sorrow.
Those next to them laughed, seeing the Universal
Joke.
Below these certain disciples wept.
Then certain laughed.
Others next wept.
Others next laughed.
Next others wept.
Next others laughed.
Last came those that wept because they could not
see the Joke, and those that laughed lest they
should be thought not to see the Joke, and thought
it safe to act like FRATER PERDURABO.
But though FRATER PERDURABO laughed
openly, He also at the same time wept secretly;
and in Himself He neither laughed nor wept.
Nor did He mean what He said.

from The Book of Lies by Aleister Crowley

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Soldier of the Road: A Portrait of Peter Brötzmann

Here it is. I got mine @ Volcanic Tongue



A long overdue film on one of Germany's many musical revolutionaries. Anthony Braxton has been getting some attention as of late with his TriCentric Foundation, and it's nice to see another visionary getting at least a modicum of exposure. Well shot, edited and produced, it's very nice to see Brötzmann taking digital photos of flowers and long walks in the woods - a real human smoking cigars and taking the Wuppertal train. Especially nice to see more of is the visual art that Brötzmann has been producing throughout his life (think Franz Kline mixed with Calder, but with a focus on landscapes) - don't expect to get a detailed account of European free improvisation, cuz it's not here. If you want that, go get Mike Heffley's indispensable work Northern Sun, Southern Moon. Instead you get a quiet, almost somber look at a man's lifelong relationship with art.
[edited 11-10-2011]

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

INFO ROUNDUP OCT.

OCTOBER 19TH 9PM 5 BONES
TROPICAL TRASH
SAVAGES
GANGLY YOUTH
@ZANZABAR



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TROPICAL TRASH + SAPAT
CROPPED OUT 2011
@THE CRUMMY DEN

A mention in The Wire - both Sapat and Tropical Trash are playing on Saturday Nov.12 - TICKETS ARE CHEAP, and believe me you're not gonna want to miss this thing.
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A CHEAPASS VIDEO FOR TROPICAL TRASH COCONUT CRIMEWAVE BIG BAND (MEMBERS OF SAPAT, SOFTCHEQUE, ALCOHOL PARTY, ETC.)"NEW FLESH"
FROM THE FORTHCOMING TT/NO COPPER SPLIT TAPE
HOW MANY EGGS DO YOU SEE?

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+ SOME NICE PICS OF THE CRIMEWAVE ET AL. IN ACTION BY BRIAN MANLEY OF UR ROCKERS THE SMACKS OVER @ AMERICAN GLOAM

Monday, September 26, 2011

Wednesday, September 28th

TROPICAL TRASH
WITCH HAT [from Baltimore]
ALCOHOL PARTY

@Derby City Espresso
331 E. Market
9pm
$5

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

FUCK



Picked this up on recommendation from the folks @ Volcanic Tongue in Glasgow - didn't really expect this to be as blisteringly kickass as it turned out to be...BUT HOLY SHIT. Stock 50's Phil Spector bass lines meet the howling ghosts of every psych guitarist who ever lived in some of the most moving, gorgeous, badass music humanly possible. These reissues have been getting a lot of press of late, but judging from this record it couldn't be more deserved. Recorded in glorious trash-can-fi (which only serves to remove these tracks even further out of time), this 2xlp set is on some nice heavy vinyl and is well worth the price of admission.

Get it:
in the US @ Forced Exposure
in the UK @ Volcanic Tongue

Thursday, September 15, 2011

CD-R #3 ACTS OF REVERSAL is now available at the excellent Monorail music in Glasgow!

Saturday, August 6, 2011

@ CAHOOTS

WEDNESDAY AUGUST 10TH

THE MEN
TROPICAL TRASH
PUSSY KONTROL

1047 BARDSTOWN ROAD

TROPICAL TRASH IS GONNA HAVE SOME NEW CD-R'S

SHOULD BE A GOOD TIME
IF IT'S NOT
BLAME GOD

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

“[…] every now and again the query haunts me: Are there here and there sequestered places which some curious creatures still frequent, whom once on a time anybody could see and speak to as they went about on their daily occasions, whereas now only at rare intervals in a series of years does one cross their paths and become aware of them; and perhaps this is just as well for the peace of mind of simple people” – From the collection Casting The Runes, "A Vignette" by M.R. James,

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Tropical Trash - Docetic Necro [2011]



Download: Tropical Trash - Docetic Necro [CDR #2 2011]

1. Cerebral Audit
2. Divine Spark/No Enemy
3. More Ice
4. Junk Index
5. Code To Get Out Of The Grocery Store
6. Juice Aisle
7. Black Ark

15:34

Thanks to everyone who came out to the show last night, the love was flowing and it was/is most definitely appreciated!

R.I.P. Vaderbomb - IT'S TIME is some of the most bitchin' punk shit I've heard in a while. Much love to Chubbs!

[EDIT 4-9-2011]
Tropical Trash - Cerebral Audit [Docetic Necro CD-R #2 2011] by Loin Seepage

Monday, January 17, 2011

Charles Wright

Stone Canyon Nocturne

Ancient of Days, old friend, no one believes you’ll come back.
No one believes in his own life anymore.

The moon, like a dead heart, cold and unstartable, hangs by a thread
At the earth’s edge,
Unfaithful at last, splotching the ferns and the pink shrubs.

In the other world, children undo the knots in their tally strings.
They sing songs, and their fingers blear.

And here, where the swan hums in his socket, where bloodroot
And belladonna insist on our comforting,
Where the fox in the canyon wall empties our hands, ecstatic for more,

Like a bead of clear oil the Healer revolves through the night wind,
Part eye, part tear, unwilling to recognize us.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Pärson Sound 3 LP Box Set



This has been killing me ever since I got it in the mail a few days ago. Well worth the 60 bone price tag, and I'm not one of those VINYL NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES types. I love records but mostly I want to hear them, not be fiscally threatened by new Robert Wyatt reissues (which are, incidentally, excellently done). If you've heard Trad, Gras, och Stenar then you have a basic idea of what to expect - long-ish, tasteful workouts that make you think: early spring early evening laying out in the grass don't have to work tomorrow no bills no bullshit enjoying being alive. Pretty great. This is just like that but stranger, and a little more threatening. Pretty great. I think the CD set is already out of print, and I'm sure the LP set is on its way also (1000 total pressed).

Here's Julian Cope tingling over it.

A whiff:

George William Russell

DAWN

Still as the holy of holies breathes the vast,
Within its crystal depths the stars grow dim;
Fire on the altar of the hills at last
Burns on the shadowy rim.

Moment that holds all moments; white upon
The verge it trembles; then like mists of flowers
Break from the fairy fountain of the dawn
The hues of many hours.

Thrown downward from that high companionship
Of dreaming inmost heart with inmost heart,
Into the common daily ways I slip
My fire from theirs apart.