Antony and the Johnsons - I Am a Bird Now. this guy has some hauting heartbreaking ways of putting it, This stuff really lulls me through the hectic times. Listen to it.
Cloud Cult - Advise from the Happy Hippopotamus. A nice mix of joyous somber. Listen to their take on the upside of a car crash.
The Liars - Drum's not Dead. Is weirdly fantastic and exciting. I think these guys are what original punk was all about - disregard for convention, while still rocking the hell out.
The Animal Collective - Feels. a fascinating orchistraction of poppycock sounds swell into folky vocal aural bliss blips and skronks. and that's about as readerly digestive as it gets here.
Take a gander at Brandon Smith's portfolio site, a hub for some of his excellent film work and photography.
videosmithproductions
ALBUMS
FILMS
another really good film with alot of emotional power i just bought, is that johnathan glazer film, birth. there are some scenes just composed of visuals and a classical score, that really just overwhelm the senses. i think its because of johnathan glazers background in music videos. he only completed a small ammount, relative to other music video directors out there with such time spent in the industry, under their belts. but his ideas are so original and well produced, yet simple, they can't help but to remind me of stanley kubrick, who nicole kidman also worked with in kubrick's last years. the overt theme of the film, i think, is about the idea of emotion being so powerful it lingers on beyond our physical being. It takes a real adult and logical perspective to the whole surreal idea, and handled it very well.
NOVEMBER 12/05
You must see this insane episode of scare tactics. this show is often pretty lame, but man, this one is well done.
NOVEMBER 10/05
I just found this menomena video for the song couch coughing off the beautiful album I am the fun blame monster an anagram for menomena's first album. clever.
Also give a look at this new Why? video for the song rubber traits. very ingenius, funny little video.
OCTOBER 12/05
i was writing this paper and these strangers started coming out, it wasn't my fault. honestly. it became the strangers paper
OCTOBER 11/05
Blame being thirteen, late night, Clive Barker and dark rooms, but something about that instant felt true. It's an act that states that the statement "I wish I were young again" is often made in haste, because the young are, in fact, not immune to pain.
The older I get, the more I forget.
This gave me the choice to conceivably allow catastrophe to occur. or quite possibly not at all. Much unlike in other dreams where the moth-like life of anxiety blooms, to overwhelm a porch lit performance, in blight. When morning comes and eyes aloft, the moths subside to the brightness of the sky, and that light is still lighting the inside of concrete kingdom dry. The vast day overwhelms its shine, but I'm fine. Its always nice to be fine. Fine with the long line of break lights, fine with the alignment of shitty timing, or fine with the inevitability of opening your front door to a salesman.
This, now, is what it comes to.
I can't even remember to this moment what he was selling me, a hell of an impression to set in the door to door industry. But maybe it is just me; maybe it's that remembering has become a burden to my memory. In time, I clean the shelves of the things I'm fond of, replacing that bond with some new memory, and slowly grow away from the old.
I'll stick them in a box, drape it with tape and lose it in a move.
AUGUST 17/05
being reared in reverse from decay of a dead skin celled casket to the time that twenty-something mother lended you her womb, where irrational thoughts wander pregnant eyes open on empty space surrounds placid walls, alone comes with a price for every party involved. birth and become unsolved for the first fourteen years over simple rational thought. She bought microwaves and VCRs, byproducts of complexity necking with conventional ovens and reels of film until the two combine to produce a hybrid appliance supplied by science to unlengthen the time spent with your food, and finally become a man when though you'd rather spend your day dying than eat in the nude.
AUGUST 05/05
Yeah...its been a while. I guess an update is in order.
Some New Music here.
and here's some lyrics i concocted for one of the songs
A Hollow Apple
the temporary reprieve
of your overzealous senses
dedicated to the lack of sleep
shows your too serious
and your worrisome nature I made sure wouldnt stick
to my short term memory (in spite of everything i see)
its banal as a plastic apple
strapped to the branch of a steel tree
if it were up to me, I wouldnt fall in my sleep.
Im frozen in this pool of sand
its hard to breath
lungs expand
MAY 27/05
"These tin men are no nonsense/ not the happiest thing/ they make the call between black and white and whats raised born in-between/ and they say kids your age should be reaching for the street lights/ while banking on their reproductive organs and the work week's guiding light" -13 & God
APR 18/05
Ah, the follies of us humans.
Themselves and The Notwist recently teamed up to realease a speactacular album 13+God. An otherworldly venture into rapid poetry winds and countryside hip-hop strings. Be sure to catch the Men of Station single on the anticon site.
Make a run to your video store and check out Primer
an excellent film shot for under $7000
Some amazing, timeless and etherial music coming out of Devendra
Banhart lately, I would recommend to anyone with
a penchant for folk, or just plain beautiful music.
Your heart
beats at a frequency, it makes my nose bleed
your tongue slips at such a speed, i can't hear you speak
like your life is some conspiracy.
Suffice to say, first impressions are a skeleton,
you introduced me to your friends.
But i can say, from the lack of intelligence;
used as means to an end.
Someone tell me where i can go and you don't feel the same.
APRIL 12/05 |
MARCH
10/05
pocelain pottery lies of its size
slides on its side
like a lottery ticket lost
its gold
is still sold to sustain worth
where things like dirt dont last,
(in glass gives shape a weakness shattering
in eyes a streetbound woman flattery
in sky it rises till life of flight subsides)
and giving leverage to gravity
is a dance aisde depravity.
the hands
that mold this story
scoring morning fornication
touch corroded doughnuts
and reset alarms set four hours before
im not lost
(or so i say)
consciously cost dividing and
alotting effort to things that sustain
letting lethargic milk through a vein
MARCH 8/05
with the elegant touch of some simple mathematics the new and improved
design has magically appeared on the screen infront of you. aren't we
all so comforted now? and oh my, look a new section, MUSIC!
JANUARY 27/05
a bit of a different layout coming soon, the design will practically be
the same.
DECEMBER
13/04
Some of the best music that I've heard this year (in no particular order):
1. Architecture
in Helsinki: Some crazy pop, childlike dimentia, and little babies
singing about attics in basements.
2.Xiu Xiu - Fabulous
Muscles:.Hard to explain, very experimental and very powerful.
3. Hymie's Basement : Why? and Fog are a couple of my favorite guys. Experimental
hip-pop with a little folk.
4. cLOUDDEAD - 10 : I guess it has alot more pop structure than their
first collection of songs, but its still nightmarish, wonderful and brilliant
5 . Wind-Up Bird
- Whips: Amazing how sad and beautiful this album sounds, its painful
centerpiece really puts it in perspective.