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The secret word is Countdown
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
THE TIDE OF YULE
The tide of yule sweeps all before so how can we resist? Have a fabulous 2012, friends and neighbours, even if the Maya are right and it really is our last.
The secret word is Pudding
Monday, December 19, 2011
HAVE THIS DREAM STOPPED!
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Do we want Kim Jong Il to RIP?
The secret word is Saturnalia
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
DID YOU EVER HAVE ONE OF THOSE DAYS?
But, of course, I do have a mission. (And the God Particle is coming.)
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The secret word is Images.
Monday, December 12, 2011
THE FROZDICK FAMILY
Georgiana Frozdick did not realize her wings were on fire, and needless to say, the rotten Indians didn’t bother to warn her.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
SUNDAY BREAKFAST
Well, no, in fact my physical well-being – after a couple of unfortunate setbacks – is decidedly improved. To the point that I’m actually becoming a tad neurotic about all the catching up required of me. I fret over all the commentary I have not delivered, the madness that is unwritten, the overdue correspondence, the burden of faux-divine inspiration that has yet to be committed to print, not to mention the so-called civilizations that require saving. But the solstice is upon us, my strength returns, and in the New Year, (maybe our last -- wink) I’m devoutly hoping that even more offers of events, projects, performances, and suitably bizarre propositions will be beating a path to the door of this ancient poet.
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The secret word is Regroup
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
AND TOMORROW WE ASK YOU TO BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS
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The secret word is Questionable
Friday, December 02, 2011
...OR BE SQUARE!
The secret word is Comeback
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
I JUST LOVE THIS (Thursday On My Mind)
I couldn’t resist lifting this from Dangerous Minds. The Norse gods really don’t get their due recognition.
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The secret word is Valhalla
Monday, November 28, 2011
AND YOU THOUGHT ROCK & ROLL COULD START RIOTS?
Our pals at Delancey Place send over this account of the riotous premiere of Stravinsky’s Rite Of Spring.
"All the excitement [of Igor Stravinsky's early career] was nothing against the impact of Le Sacre du printemps, which had its premiere on May 29, 1913 [when he was thirty]. Stravinsky had conceived the idea for it while working on Firebird. 'I dreamed of a scene of pagan ritual in which a chosen sacrificial virgin danced herself to death.' Work on Le Sacre was dropped for Petrushka, but Stravinsky soon resumed work on the new ballet. (He has said that The Coronation of Spring would be closer to his original meaning than the usual translation, The Rite of Spring.) Vaslav Nijinsky was the choreographer, and the premiere resulted in the most famous scandale in the history of music. Hardly anybody in the audience was prepared for a score of such dissonance and ferocity, such complexity and such rhythmic oddity.
"Nobody connected with the production had the faintest idea that the music would provoke a visceral reaction. As soon as the bassoon ended its phrase in the high register, at the very opening of the ballet, laughter broke out. Soon there were whistles and catcalls. Nobody could hear the music. Diaghilev had the electricians switch the house lights off and on, in an effort to restore order. Nijinsky, in the wings, yelled the rhythms to the dancers. The Comtesse de Pourtales stood in her box, brandishing her fan, and shouted: 'This is the first time in sixty years that anybody has dared make fun of me.' People hurled insults at each other. The Apaches, [a musical school of thought] headed by Ravel, shrieked their praise. Stravinsky himself, in his Expositions and Developments, has described the famous evening at the Theatre des Champs-Elysees:
"Mild protests against the music could be heard from the very beginning of the performance. Then, when the curtain opened ... the storm broke. Cries of 'Ta gueule' (shut up!) came from behind me. I heard Florent Schmitt shout 'Taisez-vouz garces du seizieme' (be quiet, bitches of the sixteenth!); the 'garces' of the sixteenth arondissement were, of course, the most elegant ladies in Paris. The uproar continued, however, and a few minutes later I left the hall in a rage; I was sitting on the right near the orchestra, and I remember slamming the door. I have never again been that angry. The music was familiar to me; I loved it, and I could not understand why people who had not yet heard it wanted to protest in advance. I arrived in a fury backstage, where I saw Diaghilev flicking the house lights in a last effort to quiet the hall. For the rest of the performance I stood in the wings behind Nijinsky holding the tails of his frac while he stood on a chair shouting numbers to the dancers like a coxswain.” -- Harold C. Schonberg: The Lives of the Great Composers (Norton)
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The secret word is Bird
AND WHAT COSTUME SHALL THE POOR GIRL WEAR…
…for all tomorrow’s parties?
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Wednesday, November 23, 2011
FRANK MILLER IS REVEALED AS PORCINE
The above is a response to the below – a vitriolic and reactionary post by Frank Miller, creator of The Dark Knight, on his blog. And to think I used the think Miller was cool (at least until 300) but this evokes nothing but contempt. (Click here if it's hard to read.)
“The “Occupy” movement, whether displaying itself on Wall Street or in the streets of Oakland (which has, with unspeakable cowardice, embraced it) is anything but an exercise of our blessed First Amendment. “Occupy” is nothing but a pack of louts, thieves, and rapists, an unruly mob, fed by Woodstock-era nostalgia and putrid false righteousness. These clowns can do nothing but harm America. “Occupy” is nothing short of a clumsy, poorly-expressed attempt at anarchy, to the extent that the “movement” – HAH! Some “movement”, except if the word “bowel” is attached - is anything more than an ugly fashion statement by a bunch of iPhone, iPad wielding spoiled brats who should stop getting in the way of working people and find jobs for themselves. This is no popular uprising. This is garbage. And goodness knows they’re spewing their garbage – both politically and physically – every which way they can find. Wake up, pond scum. America is at war against a ruthless enemy.”
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The secret word is Disappointed
Monday, November 21, 2011
CAPITALISM IN ACTION
Sometimes the images come so thick and fast you need wings to stay above them and words are temporarily redundant. But remember the name of the waddling motherfucker. He’s Lieutenant John Pike and he’s now part of history.
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The secret word is Loathing
OH NO! BARBIE IS A LESBIAN
Or click here to watch bluejeans being sold with nuances of necrophilia and mass murder.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
SOMETIMES YOU JUST HAVE TO STAY HOME AND DO NOTHING
And talking of home, someone has created a suitably psychedelic video for the ancient 1968 Deviants track “I’m Coming Home” Click here to viddy.
The secret word is Process
THE FROZDICK FAMILY
(Image lifted from Adam Gorightly)
Monday, November 14, 2011
REJECTED CRUMB
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The secret word is Natural
Sunday, November 13, 2011
SUNDAY BREAKFAST
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The secret word is Homer
Friday, November 11, 2011
ONE WONDERS
Today is all the ones. 11.11.11. And also all the elevens. But I wonder what to do with this piece of numerology.
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The secret word is Singularity
