A funny thing happened on the way to walk your dogs.....

Well, I guess it's a two for Tuesday...When it rains it pours, and god knows I can make it rain!

Anywho, here's a funny bit of a story. I was walking these two shoebox sized yappers deep in Petworth today, when I rounded a corner and came across a group of guys slowly making their way towards a car. As I drew nearer one of them gave me a strange wave, and they all cracked slightly crooked smiles at me. Oblivious to anything they might be saying due to my earbuds, I slipped them off and said "hey" as our paths met. One of them slyly says to me,"Ey man, you cuz?" (at least I'm 99% sure that's what he said....Ah my rock n roll killed 1K....) A little thrown off I repeated,"cuz?" Then came the moment of clarity in so many ways,"I see you slinging that blue back and forth in your back left pocket." My brain, and mouth both went,"oh!" (as in ohmygod, that guy wasn't waving at all, he was throwing up gang signs!) "*shaky laughter, shaky laugher* No..." And with that I casually went on my way....all the way to the Giant where I got a black bandana to replace the blue one that previously called my back left pocket home. I should have been tipped off to the intelligence of this move when several months ago, late on a Saturday night downtown, an suv pulled up, and excitedly out of the back window popped a head and yelled,"We're crips! we're crips!!" I suppose live and learn.....don't and end up on the wrong side a bullet. How man times must that nearly have happened to me in this neighborhood ?(or not for the same reason.......)

Well, I'm off to take care of some drive by's......

Stuff and Things....

Okay, so first let me just get it out of the way: Last May my grandmother on my fathers side suddenly succumb to medical complications. It affected me deeply, and I hopped a plane to MS for a very dreary couple of days.....Yesterday I received a text message that my grandmother on my mothers side was in the ER with serious breathing problems. This grandmother has been in shaky to deteriorating condition for quite a while now.........Let's not have a repeat quite so fast.........

Alright, with that out of the way let's get on with it.

I finally got the last record in the mail from my recent ebay binge. It was the original 7" version of the Furze "S" record. It's not amazing, but it is good. I am glad I found it, and I only had to order it from Italy.

I ordered a couple of new records from Aquarius. Of course I waited one day debating whether or not I should be spending more money on records, so they were already sold out of the majority of things I wanted. But I'm fairly sure I was able to get this:
MINORU SATO (M/S, SASW) + ASUNA Texture In Glass Tubes And Reed Organ

Listening to the samples provided it's very hypnotically enchanting. And rightfully so when you read the description:
For the first track, five harmonic states were recorded separately, using a chord organ to cause sympathetic vibrations in glass tubes, or something like that. Regardless, the result is a dense, subtly shimmering near static drone. Five tones, each layered upon the other, woven into a reverberating tapestry of sound, a glistening dreamlike blur, very Niblock like in it's swirl of subtle overtones, the various tones beating and pulsing almost imperceptibly, 38 minutes of pure glimmering sun dappled soft static bliss.
Anywho, I'm super excited to listen to the whole record.

The ones that I didn't get to in time (ah super limited cd-r's) were from Faunasabbatha records. Both records were eerie, ambient, and swirling in thorny ambient noise.
SORC'HENN Harmonium Pieces & Dead Reveries was the first album. The webstore says, Sorc'Henn are from France, and their particular brand of heaviness, as the title of their disc suggests is all about the harmonium, the piano, and lots and lots of drones. The opening track is a thick cloud of piano overtones, lots of sustain and reverb, a single funereal chord, struck over and over and over, the tones blending into each other, the overtones building up until it's some sort of doomy sonata. And indeed the samples provided sounded something like that.

The other cd-r was WAVERLY HILLS The Nurse Aquarius says, But sonically, Waverly Hills don't so much resemble funereal doom, as they do, modern noise rock, or Japanese ultra psych. The guitars are caustic coruscating streaks of blurred buzz, unleashed in heaving waves, while much of the band's time is spent crawling doomlike through a field of sonic broken glass, the guitars spend most of their time erupting in squalls of near white noise that sound like Keiji Haino fronting the Dead C. Thick clouds of whirling buzz, deconstructed riffage, super abstract percussion, the vocals a subsonic rumble, a blurred low end gurgle (except when it's a haunting ghostlike falsetto!) underpinning the soaring and drifting slabs of buzz overhead. Imagine doom metal being pulled apart, the notes and chords and riffs being rent asunder, the resulting squall still dark and doomy, by way more tripped out and damaged. And the description does not quite do justice to the crushing wall of complex noise that the excerpts held.

At any rate there is a fifty-fifty chance that a few more copies of these will"pop-up" at Aquarius.......

Though I'm trapped in a nightmare scenario where I don't get out on the weekends until one in the AM, I was able to catch some killer djing this weekend. I caught the tail end of the insane Sorted last Friday. It was with the Wasted Youth Crew dj's who turned out to be like ten of the most respected dj's in the area.......I was able to catch two.......It was all the jams and bangers you'd expect from a night like this. It was all really tight, and the crowd was definitely feeling it.

Saturday night I was able to see the majority of the Tittsworth set at the 9:30 (where I never go...). While several dj friends of mine and I have debated his musical selection, I had a blast. Say what you will about a guy who remixes the Cars (who I love) and Milli Vanilli, but no one can argue about his proficiency. Everything was tight, calculated, and smooth. And while I would have liked to hear some gun shots, he did hit several stints of the total crunk that I am so into right now. Go figure, the twenty nine year old straight edger is one of about twenty people still dancing when they force the dj to stop at three fifteen (and yes, at that point he was playing the song from Dirty Dancing, but I think it was his way of clearing out the crowd..)

As for this week, all I have to really look forward to is the Misery Index/Time of the Wolf show on Thurs, as my weekends still are (and still will be, all the frikkin way through the very first night of "Kicks" my friend Kim and Sara's post Pow-Wow dj night of pop, garage, first wave punk, etc. And I'm pissed about missing all but the last hour of this...) still killed for nearly the rest of the month....

In the meantime just keep pushing further into 2000-hate, the year of vengeance

Well.....

It's Sunday afternoon, shouldn't you be at brunch?........

Two quick things...

First, for the love of god will girls between the ages of nineteen to twenty one, who are REALLY hot, please stop trying to pick me up in the club. There were THREE last night alone. Every time I say no it feels like taking a rusty pair of garden trimmers and clipping one of my fingers off........

Second, I normally never remember my dreams, but I had a kinda strange one last night that just stayed in there. I was at a party that was, I believe, outside somewhere? Anywho at some point I got really tired (I know right....), and decided the logical thing to do would be to go take a nap in a random car. At some point the people who own the car start to get in, but I'm so worn out that I can't open my eyes. I ask who is it, and a girl says,"Who do you think it is?" I guess I was supposed to know, and somehow I thought maybe I did. The next thing I know, we are driving up a winding path on either a large hill or a small mountain. Suddenly they stop the car, and though I don't remember what they said, it was alluding to some sort of ominous plan. Suddenly I am able to open my eyes again, and I see that they have walked off of the road, and gone part of the way down the hill. Um....then explosions start. I dazedly think,"I have to get out of here, but casually so as not to attract attention." At that point someone runs screaming past me on fire. I get halfway down the road, and remember that I've left my bag in the car. I see the cops coming, and debate going back for a second. But if the authorities find my bag then they will link me to this....um....bizarre bombing event....So I calmly walk back, and not only get my bag, but wipe the car down to eliminate any fingerprints that I might have left. After that I casually walk back "into town," and end up at some random house for safety....Where I have to keep this young girl from hooking up with me!.......

christ, that's it I'm going to brunch.......