what it is:doing it north african style where i found:my old friend phil
My old friend Phil is deep into Morrocan music. So much so that he's there for a year living in medieval North African style and playing with the locals, posting a bunch of excellent photos for those of us who have regular access to electricity and don't wear jellabas. I wouldn't usually post about a travel blog, but this one is something special. Do it, Phil ("Fouad").
what it is:a poor form of entertainment where i found it: some family members
On a recent family vacation my siblings were nice enough to tell me about a site called texts from last night. The site is meant to be a collection of drunken texts ("remember that text you shouldn't have sent last night? we do"), however, it seems like a bunch of them are bullshit, made up to be funny. Still, I can't stop reading them and, fortunately, they are ranked by readers, weeding out those that are boring, lame or unoriginal. Now you too can have immediate access to a constantly evolving world of messages such as "please come and rip my uterus out before it does it itself" and "i tripped over a vacuum cleaner and fell into a beer pyramid".
Well, I spent a bunch of time making and posting a nice soul mix tape yesterday, only to have this subsequent comment brought to my attention:
The mix sadly appears to have gone kablooey as a result of some kind of
intervention from the man. If there is another way to experience it.
People like me would like it.
I'll tell you what. I'll snail mail a CD-R to anyone who wants one. Just email your real world address to retrac at hotmail dot com with "soul" in the subject line.But the catch is you have to send me some sort of mix in return. Deal?
One of the best things about having a job where I work with older black people is that I remain immersed in the parallel universe of the last 60 years of popular black music, including sounds made by the below individuals (not in exact order).
THERE WAS A LINK TO A MIXTAPE HERE, BUT THE MAN SHUT IT DOWN.
what it is: sherman helmsley rumors/RIP where i found it: word of mouth, confirmed by dangerous minds
For years I'd been hearing some story about the actor who played George Jefferson having walls in his house painted black, being an avid freebaser, being obsessed with the French psychedelic band Gong and buying billboards to promote them along the Sunset Strip. Well, he died yesterday and this story popped up with all the original source material and details. Sounds like fun. RIP.
Mr Becos is going on vacation for a week or so, hopefully ending up nowhere near a computer for much of the time. Every time you check here and there's no new post, promise me you'll go to the below site and keep refreshing the page until you feel satisfied:
what it is: low rent early 90s video overload where i found it: reader jpw
Submissions from reader JPW are always noteworthy (how else would we have ever known about Rape Fear Masks and Gay Porn Interior Critiques?). I will paste his original explanation of today's entry below, but before we get there I should mention that 1) this is obviously not safe for work 2) this kind of montage never was quite was my aesthetic 3) i don't - and never have - liked white zombie 4) i wonder who could sit through 3 full discs of this shit 4) the "samples" on the site are quite substantial, that's the place to look.. With that I turn it over to JPW:
I enjoyed your last post about the goddam internet channel that has
more stuff I want to waste my life watching. In that same vein there
was a wonderful cable access show I always enjoyed watching that really
captured the feeling of overload I get when I ponder all of my
it has been saved here on the internet. Every episode consists of
rapid cuts of people dying or being hit by cars interspersed with
terrible porn, commercials and kid shows. No clip runs for more than a
second or two and by the time it is over you will feel as if you watched
a week of regular 80s or 90s television.
what it is: interpreation of Dio's Holy diver lyrics where i found it:my first band, "Night Stalker", which covered this song
I was complaining the other day about my inability to pentrate the meaning of Dio's lyrics, particularly for the song Holy Diver (for which Dio made this awesome, blade-centric video). And after 30 years, here's the answer:
This song is about Ozzy. Ozzy is the Holy Diver. The Midnight Sea is a Bed and Breakfast in Fort Lauderdale, FL. Dio feels Ozzy has been too long in Florida, kicking back and not working very hard. He wants Ozzy to "ride the tiger" meaning get back to work. He says of Ozzy: "You can see his stripes but you know he's clean" meaning Ozzy is capitalizing on his reputation for being a party animal, but in truth he is just a boring family man. "Siny diamonds" (wealth) are like the "eyes of a cat" meaning and "something's coming for you" meaning Ozzy's wealth and security are just an illusion, no one is ever really secure. "Race for the morning, you can hide in teh sun til you see the light" another reference to Ozzy in semi-restirement in Florida. Refrain "Between the velvet lies" the lies of the record companies, "there's a truth as hard as steel" means metal will never be fully coopted as a commercial commodity. "The vision never dies, life's a never-ending wheel" means no matter how hard Ozzy tries to be a successful former star, the muse that drove him to be a great rock singer will always be present, and eventually Ozzy will have to return to work. "You're the star of the masquerade, no need to look so afraid" is a freference to all of Ozzy's album covers, where he looks terrified. "Jump on the tiger, you can feel his heart but you know he's mean" means that Ozzy should get back to work, he can fel what he's supposed to be doing, and defying the muse will result in something bad happening. "Some light can never be seen" refers to people holding up Bic lighters at concerts, it is a dumb idea because the band can;t see them, the spot lights are in their eyes.- Briny, Beantown, MA
what it is: comics/the occult where i found it: young adult literature
I've been on a graphic novel kick recently, hitting everything from the Watchmen to Jim Woodring to Brothers Hernandez to Lynd Ward (1929!), all of which I can recommend. Two series in particular, though, have proved that everything you've ever wanted to know about the occult, Satan and ritual magic can be found in the young adult section of the library. I'm talking about the Sandman and Hellboy. Ever want to know how summon, invoke or trap demons? How about how to trick Lucifer and his top ranking generals ? What about how the Nazis harnessed the powers of hell to aid in their attacks (it's easy)? Just how do you get Hecate to do your bidding once you draw down the moon and meet her at the crossroads? All of this stuff seems quite deeply researched, accurate to the old lore (as far as I know) and available for our teenage youth to enjoy. I guess it's the next step after third-grade-level learning about black magic, Sirius and demon dogs in Harry Potter. Look out.
Oh, and how could I have forgotten Alan Moore's From Hell, which lays bare the secrets of the Freemasons, murder rituals and Jack the Ripper?
what it is: an eyeful where i found it: network awesome (dumb name)
Who has time to watch six movies a day? Not me, but I like to browse anyway. Network Awesome is a consistent source of material that's worth watching, even if that means you don't have time to eat or take a bath. Their 7/11 installment is a perfect example. An early 90s Pixies live set reminding us of how intense, angry and inventive "alternative" (which means nothing now) music used to be. An early David Lynch film that makes you feel not quite right, a Richard Pryor Show episode that demonstrates some forthright and fearless race shit that would never fly on today's airwaves (people are too busy fooling themselves that everything has changed), a British TV show that attempts to show that TV shows are toxic. Etcetera. Good luck keeping up.
what it is:metal ecstasy where i found it: album number three
Get ready, Mr. Downing is primed and ready for a Sunday and is about to enter an alternate universe via Memphis, Tennessee, of all places. If Elvis and the Killer did it, there's obviously a gate open around those parts.
what it is:the real stuff where i found it: the unstoppable ras moshe
Between comments about his laundry, the unstoppable Ras Moshe continues to enthusiastically rip Facebook a new one by posting an everlasting stream of great, (frequently) black, revolutionary music from the last 50 or so years. This guy is - and always has been - on a mission. Here are a few recent favorites:
what it is:keepin' it real at the CBGB festival where i found it: rolling stone, which i never read
Just when you thought that CBGB only existed as a "brand essence" for corporations to co-opt when they need to seem cool or authentic, Harley Flanagan of the Cro Mags shows up at the so called CBGB festival, bites and stabs his ex-band mates with a hunting knife, gets his leg broken by security, gives the finger to everyone and gets carted out in a wheel chair. Just in case people forgot what punk shows really used to be like.
what it is: dub happiness where i found it:old prince far i records
I recently came across this super Adrian Sherwood mix, which you can download for free, transfer to a cassette tape, pop into that boombox which is strapped to your bicycle, fire up a spliff, take your shirt off, put on some sunglasses and bless you neighbors with.
what it is: more on hateful elmo where i found it:the ny times
The Times managed to identify and track down hateful Elmo (who I posted about last week), who is a guy who used to live in Cambodia and used to run a website called "rape camp". What else could possibly come next?