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Nick with #damonlewis and #jeffsilverberg from Sunday's airing of #thelocalvarietyshow on 91.3 #wvkr

There was a twister, and the twister pulled off a whole side of this great big Victorian house, pulled the filthy pink siding and full sheets of plywood and strands of contorted insulation right off it, and there were forks and dishes and serving trays and kitchen knives and chairs and splintered table leaves all up in the swirl. And inside that open wound a small room regaled with tarot cards and crystal balls glowed in absurd exposure to the violence and the tumult and the strains of wind music wisping through and frothing the moonlit air. And there Maude sat, staring at her cuticles, unperturbed, imperturbable. And inside that room and ever more concentrated inside her favored crystal ball dwelt all metaphysics from all history, completely divorced from the smashed drywall, the exposed and cracked and swinging 2x4s, and all the violence without. The twister was called Arras.

From this dream I awoke, haunted by a thought for the new record.

MINDFORCE

Glacial Records is excited to release Poughkeepsie, New York’s Mindforce 2016 demo on cassette. Mindforce’s sound is dynamic, unique, and takes inspiration from NYHC classics such as Leeway, Cro Mags, and 108. Four tracks that will satisfy your progressive crossover groove mosh worship. Glacial’s first press will be limited to 25 cassettes that will only be available at shows. Mindforce play…

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Eight arms and eight legs

Hey DUDES! This is Tuesday which means BAND PRACTICE, in which we’ll be playing NEW songs for a NEW record and for some NEW shows that we’ll announce in a NEW post on a NEW day. Almost a NEW band.

#new newer newest

popsonnets

Well Spake, Frederick

Off, fine shirt, my vestments I abjure- My swoll'n corpus unfettered wilt do. Observe my ripp'ling maleness and be sure Eros likes me naked more than you. Out, cruel muse, fickle fairy, flit Away and wax not nobly nor profound Rather, wither, vanish - Kill thy wit! (Eros Loves the dumb and horny hound.) And you, my quill, dead feather dipp’d in ink All poised to scratch sublime, oblique, or frank I now refuse to write, or even think - Eros wants his ivory sheets left blank. It’s not my wish, fair maiden, you to hurt. It’s just that I’m too sexy for my shirt.

-Frederick, Act 3 Scene 4, A Little Turn On the Walk of Cats.

Ok maybe later

New Fangs

Secret Fangs has a new album. Please check it out and their new site at secretfangs.com. It’s visually remarkable, and sonically, it is simultaneously sweet and annihilating. Enjoy, buds.

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