discovery

I have no idea what this movie is about. But, yes, I think it probably is the ultimate nightmare.

What are you?

TRUE LOVE MANIFESTED

VRIL

Did you know there are a lot of songs entitled "Snowblind?"

This one is my current favie.


It's by Judy Henske and Jerry Yester, some married grooveballs. Before jamming with the wifey, Jerry was in the Lovin Spoonful.


Check out the album cover!



And the lyrics written by Henske are amazing.

Fallbrook Sedgewynd gave to Nancy
ringnecks for her coachmen's fancy
Eggs and emeralds, shocking garters
Devilled prunes to stop and start her
Nancy gave to Fallbrook Sedgewynd
neither nods nor time of day
Love is nasty, love is so blind
Love shall make us all go snowblind

Fallbrook Sedgewynd gave to Rosie
twenty sonnets bound in gold
Daily by her cot he'd mosey
Rosie with her stockings rolled
Rosie gave to Fallbrook Sedgewynd
neither hugs nor cozy chats
Love is nasty, love is so blind
Love shall make us all go snowblind

Fallbrook Sedgewynd saved his money
Bought a bear and fed it honey
A bear has little fear of hades
So he ate the luckless ladies
Love is nasty, love is so blind
Love shall make us all go snowblind


The rest of the album sounds nothing like this and is sort of boring. But, what a jam this is! Getting gutteral and wild about wooing, scorning, and a vengeful mauling. The album is called "Farewell Aldebaran." Aldebaran is the largest star in the constellation Taurus. It is fucking enormous. Its name comes from the Arabic word meaning 'follower.' The NASA ship Pioneer 10 will go by it in about 10 million years. (Who's the follower now?)

In learning a little bit about Aldebaran, I also discovered a sect I had never even considered before: Gnostic Neo-Nazis.
Apparently, there are some Aryans who are pretty sure they are aliens who get their power from the Black Sun. Tempelhofgesellschaft. Upon further lazy investigation, I became aware of how occult Nazis were. You can read about it in the most thorough wikipedia article of all time on Ariosophy.


Also you should check out this earlier sci-fi version: VRIL
Do I want a hollow earth? Is it utopia superbutches tunneling underground?

The world is full of weirdos. I never thought Aryan traditions would ever give me hope.

You know I can tell these things

This is a real movie.

Vibes: The Secret of the Golden Pyramid


From one IMDB reviewer:
"I've seen this movie about 30 times and it always makes me feel good.. I don't know what it is about this movie but it seems to help me through bad times. Theres something in the atmosphere in the film that makes me feel good and the environment where the movie is made is just beautiful. (yeah, sure.. the 'real' film critics are saying that you can't rate a movie just on behalf of the spectacular scenery but FU, I say). I can rate a movie just the way i want to! Isn't that what IMDB is all about? I enjoyed this movie and I hope many others will too. Don't stare at the ratings. If you want to see a fun movie that's not too "serious". Rent this movie and let your brain rest for awhile, just enjoy the the scenery, the acting, the story and the eighties !! Cheers to all from Finland."

FU, I say too.

when it is time to party

we will party hard.

tonight tonight

While NASA tries to blow up the moon, I will be turning 24 in Oregon.



"Believe in the resolute urgency of now"
-rabid Cubs fan, B. Corgan

STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING

Do yourself a favor and navigate over to the Beach Fossils page and listen to their new song "Sometimes."

I am not very good (STILL) at the internet so I don't know how to take the song from myspace and put on here.

But, I can make it a little easier for ya. Just click the words below and select "Sometimes" and you can hear what is like the best song I have heard in two days.

KILLER JAM








Brown County, Indiana.
You might know the view. Right off SR-47, just before Nashville.


I thought I would miss the fall. There is nothing like a midwestern fall. And while I miss those leaves, the air here has that same autumn crispness that brings blush in a nighttime bike ride, a slight tight chill in the lungs.

Covet it, wherever you are.

creature features

I think it is weird that my first clear thought after becoming stoked on this picture was "I want to have a baby."
Which I don't. At all. Even as I was thinking it I knew that it wasn't true. And when the thing that makes me want to have a baby is photograph of an eroticized pregnant freak with a skeleton mask on in a hippie lake, it makes it less about my desires and more of a sign that under no circumstances should that happen. Ever.



photo via the very very cool Acid Sweat Lodge.

The Symbolical Head

Phrenology is my favorite quack science. Brains mapped and personalities felt as physical bumps. Heads and persons laid bare.

Austrian physician Franz Joseph Gall (1758-1828) invented 'craniology' which became 'organology' which was renamed by Johann Christoph Spurzheim as "PHRENOLOGY." Essentially, phrenology assumes that different traits and functions are located in different parts of the brain. Because the distribution of the features across the brain are so regular, they can be mapped on models and conversely, read on actual human heads.

Four things should be considered true according to Gall,as outlined in The Anatomy and Physiology of the Nervous System in General, and of the Brain in Particular
1. Human moral and intellectual faculties are innate;
2. their function depends on organic structures;
3. the brain is the organ of “all faculties, of all tendencies, of all feelings”;
4. “the brain is composed of as many organs as there are faculties, tendencies, and feelings.” (quoted in Samuel H. Greenblatt, “Phrenology in the Science and Culture of the 19th Century” Neurosurgery, 37:4 (1995) 790-805.)

While it may no longer be quite scientific to treat the shape of the cranium as the cause of behavior, feeling, and temperament, phrenologists were some of the first to declare that the mind was located entirely in the brain, now a scientific given. They also suggested a fragmented model where different areas of the brain were responsible for certain tasks or sensations -a simplified, but not inaccurate understanding according to modern neuroscience.


So here I am eating some trader joe O's this morning, reading about phrenology when I noticed something about the chart...



Besides the demanding directive to "know thyself," under the right eye of the model, there is the word "language" written in the well of the socket. It is precisely where I have charcoal gray scars from running into a copcar going fullspeed on my bicycle on mushrooms.

See?




What does it mean that I have blackened scars on the exact portion of my face that corresponds directly to my strength, my medium and mode? Is it as simple as saying that the mangled region is the cause of my anxieties about writing? I was fascinated by language long before the accident. My obsession with words and their function is as old as those large dark circles under my eyes. What change can a tear in the most precious phenological nerve cause? Is it causal or a facial manifestation of a preexisting tension? I've already gotten over the melodramatic allusion of having a black facial scar but now this?? Phrenology and scars both carry the weight of being irreversible.


Where is Orson Squire Fowler when I need him?

Probably in some heaven of octagonal building somewhere or perhaps in his Golgotha of Gothem? He and Henry Ward Beecher ran phrenology offices, examination room and a museum known as “the Golgatha of Gothem” known for its massive display of over 1000 human and animal skulls, and casts from the heads of “the most distinguished men that ever lived” out of a building on 27 E. 21st St in New York.

Old Orson could probably answer a lot of my questions right now. Just check out his fantastic architectural plans for the Octagonal house.



He wanted to build in globular or cycldrical forms as he saw in nature, but saw the costs of building as too high. Octagons were better than squares, it seems. They are incredibly efficient structures. Easy and cheap to heat and cool, as they have less surface area.

And this one was out in Hayward until it was torn down for a highway annex.




A utopian model taken up by Southern grandeur, in Natchez, Mississippi.

Plus he was a vegetarian and advocated for health reform.




Can I get a head massage and a diagnosis please?

Indian Summer Jams

a recipe for happiness:


Seriously, what took me so long to come around to CSNY?


Skip the romances and get straight to Saramago's urban pessimism. The Cave was the best book I have read in years. YEARS.


PHO -each and every.