the cryptic semaphore



August 29, 2006
'FMU Coattail Lowriding, cont.


Venom's coming to play here soon. I just finished writing a preview of the show for this Friday's Reader, but in case the editors fail to include the link I gave them, here is the best black metal record and the best comedy record ever, rolled into one fucktardedly entertaining mess that is now conveniently downloadable as an MP3 thanks to the righteous swains over at WFMU. (A real community service, too: I think there was only a total of like 500 copies pressed. I bought mine for about $5 from Forced Exposure when it came out. Father Yod currently lists an original specimen at $50.00; copies show up on eBay from time to time, usually selling for around the same outlay. The single comes in a plain sleeve folded in a xerox of the flyer from the show.)

Venom Live 7" (Ecstatic Peace! E#13, 1991)

...INDEED!!!

August 28, 2006
Watt on Joyce

MTF: I like the record so much partially because the lyrics are so open-ended. I'm a writer, so I pay attention to all the words. They're not open-ended in that way that Henry is -- you know, where Henry's all mad and he says "I hate the world that I think hates me" -- so you can plug your world into it. I was talking about the haiku thing a couple minutes ago. They're like really dense, and specific to you guys who wrote them, but to me, I can apply them to certain specific parts of my life as well, even though I'm not working in the factory. I've always liked that.

MW: We thought that was really intense about punk. We heard this from other punk bands, too. Yeah. "Serious as a heart attack, makes you feel this way." There's kind of an anger there, you know? You're not really claiming any one, but you're full of these sensations. What device can I measure? Obviously, Georgie's got a fuckin' device there doin' the measurin'. You know what I mean? The real world is bearing in on imagination, coming on each other. My words on that album, a big influence -- "Ulysses." I had just read Jim Joyce, "Ulysses," so -- in fact, when we're on that tour with Flag, we stay at Hank's ma's -- Hank's ma had a fucking concordance to it, of "Ulysses." She gave it to me when I found it. It's always weird to read the concordance, almost like a record review, eh? Instead of the real thing, you read about it. I remember reading it after, it was strange about this idea, it was sorta like the idea of the first Minutemen album with the Raymond painting, then making the words like it was a description. See, the way Minutemen lyrics were, it's supposed be like the thing that you're looking at, and the hilarity to that. Experiences, like the speil. So it seemed like Joyce -- my take on it was, obviously this man, woman, whoever the writer was, was allowed access to resources, Aristotle and Aquinas, there were all these references -- I re-read it again a couple of years ago. Last year I went to Bloomsday, the hundredth anniversary, June 16th, heavy day, it's a heavy book coverage. It seemed to me then, and still does now, that he was trying to write about everything. And in a way the Minutemen were trying to do the same. Never sat down and agreed to do this or anything, but it seems like we're trying to write about everything. The whole world, the history, the future, what can be, could be, would be, what might have been. So, we're overreaching, and this is the thing we get out of it - basically, the things about one fuckin' day! Guy goes to a funeral, takes a bath, beats off on the beach. You know, so like Minutemen, we were writing things, and therefore trying to like...We were obviously overreaching, so I felt a sympathetic chord, for some reason, these cats, whether we're talking about Joyce or talking about Pettibon, of course!

MTF: Is that why it's June 16th? That song?

MW: The instrumental in there! Yeah! It's totally for Bloomsday.

[More here.]

August 25, 2006
WFMU's History of Chicago No-Wave

These have been up for awhile, but I was really surprised and happy to come across them recently. This past Spring, WFMU's unfailingly awesome Beware of the Blog website posted three very well-composed appreciations of some legendary yet unsung Chicago "No-Wave" bands. My only potential criticisms are that the first band wasn't connected to Chicago's no-wave scene at all, predating its heyday (1991-1995) by about ten years, and that the second pick isn't the most defining example of the movement (even though they were indisputably fucking amazing.) But these are mild grousings. Suffice it to say that it's great to come across anything written about these bands, especially when it's as carefully researched as anything else that happens to tickle the WFMU crew's fancy -- and especially when it's accompanied by MP3s, as virtually all this shit went out of print the moment it hit the shelves of the handful of stores that cared to stock it. I don't have much else to add, since I kind of blew my wad already in the comments section of one of the postings. Visit these three pages and download everything. Then post your suggestions for Part 4!

Part 1: Silver Abuse
Part 2: Math
Part 3: Scissor Girls

August 13, 2006
Johari Nohari, y'all

Being a former psych major, I'm perpetually fascinated with test methodology. I don't remember having come across these in the course of study, but I think the Johari window (and its "inversion," the Nohari window) are interesting at least as statistical spins on some of the goofy memes (we used to call them "parlor games") that float around the web filling people's blog spaces from time to time. The Johari window was originally developed "to illustrate [social] relationship in terms of awareness," and has come to be used as "a heuristic device in speculating about human relations." Popular, apparently so; useful, who knows. Think you know me? Think I know me? Put your two cents in: $0.01; $0.02.

August 10, 2006
Ain't That Right, Woodstock?

The Complete Wu-Peanuts Collection. (Thanks, Graham.)

August 08, 2006
Maybe All I Need is a Shot Arm in Arm



(Thanks, Kati Llewellyn of Pitchforkmedia.com, for snapping this and e-mailing it to me to surprise my wife with.)