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music to hallucinate to

or astral project. or lucid dream. the point is that this is the sort of music that you should put on for a big night out in an alternate dimension.

i.a.m. umbrella :: nothing :: this album used to drive me nuts when i was doing radio, because it's indexed as one long track, despite the fact that it has different track titles. i don't have to worry about this now, so i can just sit back and enjoy this oddball gem.


voice of eye :: well, any album, really :: thanks to a little-known government program that added pure peyote extract to the water in certain sectors of the southwestern united states in the 1990s, we are able to enjoy music that sounds like your brain being squeezed through a tube traveling through all history. the combination of electronics and acoustic instruments being sucked into a wind tunnel, punctuated by rhythm is, i think, exactly what the elders believed you should be hearing when you went off into the wild to have a vision quest. check out any of the mariner sonique/ vespers/ transmigration, as well as their collaborations with life garden, or their work with ure thrall and others as asianova. [oh, an i'm kidding about the government adding peyote to the water. although it would sort of make sense.]


FEED YOUR HEAD...



mandible chatter :: hair hair lock and lore :: apparently when the two members of this bay-area band met, one of them told the other he'd moved to san francisco to be closer to the residents and that pretty much brought the band into being right then and there. their output in general is of high quality, but there's something about the particular combination of whimsy, melancholy and unease at work in this release that makes it stand out in my mind. bonus points for the "severed head marionette" artwork on the cover.

unfortunately, no one has uploaded a fan video for any of the tracks from this album, but i did find one for "ossification" from the equally magestic "drinking out the hourglass"



maeror tri/ troum :: again, probably most releases will do :: first a trio [maeror tri] and then a duo [troum], both incarnations create some of the most oneiric tides of sound you're likely to find. i'm partial to "language of flames and sound" because it comes in a brain, which seems appropriate, but it's honestly hard to find a real miss in their back catalogue. the troum material is a little more propulsive, the maeror tri a little more meditative. it's all worth checking out and it's all worth listening to on headphones, by yourself, in a darkened room. let your brain out to play already...

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jihadvertising?

i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:



am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

making faces :: hot stuff, comin' through

i don't even know what to say about the weather. the end of september saw temperatures at a scalding 36c/ 97f outside. this is especially annoying because we've had a moderate summer. most days it rained a little in the morning, the temperatures didn't creep into the 30s too often and there wasn't the normal stretch of a few weeks when it felt like we were living on the sun. now, we've receded into more normal fall weather, although it's still on the warm side for mid-october. that climate change thing is a bitch.

trying to think of something positive in the situation, it does put me in a perfect frame of mind to write about urban decay's naked heat palette. it's the latest in what appears to be an endless series of warm neutral and red eyeshadow palettes that have followed in the footsteps of anastasia's modern renaissance. [which i ultimately decided i didn't need after doing a thorough search of my considerable stash.] i do think that it'…

i agree, smedley [or, smokers totally saved our planet in 1983]

so this conversation happened [via text, so i have evidence and possibly so does the canadian government and the nsa].

dom and i were trying to settle our mutual nerves about tomorrow night's conversion screening, remembering that we've made a fine little film that people should see. which is just about exactly what dom had said when i responded thusly:

me :: i agree smedley. [pauses for a moment] did you get that here?

dom :: no?

me :: the aliens who were looking at earth and then decided it wasn't worth bothering with because people smoked even though it was bad for them?
come to think of it, that might mean that smokers prevented an alien invasion in the seventies.

dom :: what ?!?!?

me :: i've had wine and very little food. [pause] but the alien thing was real. [pause.] well, real on tv.

dom :: please eat something.

of course, i was wrong. the ad in question ran in 1983. this is the part where i would triumphantly embed the ad from youtube, except that the governmen…