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I write decay, decay, decay so I can / look at it and change my life.
Carrie Lorig
sometimes—out of pity, / not mercy [...]—I show the darker / powers I’ve hardly shown / to anyone: Feel the weight of them, / I say, before putting them back, / just behind my heart, where they / thrive.
Carl Phillips
James Tate (1943 - 2015)
Love, empathy, sympathy, insight, courage, insight, courage, humor, love, / grace, humor, love, wit, foresight, generosity, love, humor, truth, // empathy, grace, sympathy, empathy, sincerity, grace, truth, beauty, / wit, courage, adventuresomeness, surprise, love, humor, empathy, kindness, // withholding judgment, love, humor, empathy, recklessness, generosity, love, humor, / despair, understanding, love, humor, empathy, recklessness, love, humor, despair, // loving kindness, love, humor, empathy, / humor, joy, sympathy, love, kindness, courage.
Dara Wier
from The Believer; Issue 21, February 2005: The Fictional Pharmaceuticals of Philip K. Dick compiled by Alice Kim.
John Yau, “Borrowed Love Poems”
The first rule of poetry is honesty; the second rule is fuck you.
Alice Notley
Our newest pamphlet is a translation of an Apollinaire poem by Ben Kopel and Julee LaPorte! They are free with the purchase of one of out many fine chaps. They’ll be for sale on our website soon! There’ll also be free copies at Brookline Booksmith tomorrow (5/29)!
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“Carola, please stop it, just change back!”
“I can’t.”
“For years I have dreamed of making a film that would fully reproduce the passion of a young couple in love, in all its physical and emotional excesses. A sort of amour fou, like the quintessence of that which my friends and I have lived. A contemporary melodrama incorporating multiple love scenes and transcending the ridiculous division that dictates no normal film can contain overly erotic scenes, even though everyone loves to make love. I want to film that which cinema has rarely allowed itself, either for commercial or for legal reasons: to film the organic dimension of being in love. Although, in most cases, it’s here that the essence of the attraction within a couple lies. The starting position was to show intense passion in a natural way—animal, playful, joyous, tearful. Unlike my earlier films, for once it is about nothing other than sentimental violence and loving ecstasy.” – Gaspar Noe
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With his new album as Prurient, Dominick Fernow personalizes the shuddering sounds of static while offering surprising moments of contemplation. ...
“PITCHFORK: Maybe I'm in the minority, but I find that Prurient songs themselves often have a romanticness in that they’re about a relationship with another person, whether it's one of domination or lust. How much are you in a sense writing love songs?
DOMINICK FERNOW: 100%. It makes such a good subject because it's so personal and intimate yet it's utterly generic and common. If you read the love poems of Rumi now, they're exactly applicable to anybody who is in any phase of a relationship. They're timeless. At the end of the day all we really want is just another person. It’s very truly rare that people ever really want to be alone. [...]
PITCHFORK: There’s a lot of delicate lyrics about relationships with harsh noises engulfing them on this album. There are also lyrics about wanting to crush a lover’s thorax.
DF: [...] I remember watching some shrieking and screaming "extreme" bands in the '90s in Providence and saying to my friend, ‘God, it's so amazing that, at some point, the scream goes past the point of aggression and into hysteria.’ And he was like, ‘Yeah, a scream is a call for help.’ And that forever changed the way I thought about metal or hardcore or noise or anything. Every time I heard a scream I thought, ‘This is somebody who needs help’ rather than as an act of aggression or power. For me, making those kind of inversions are essential if you're going to try to engage anyone.”
Sprung Formal Issue 10: EX / CURRENT / ONWARD
featuring Casey Hannan, Tim Earley, Coco Owen, Annie Raab, Jillian Youngbird, Robert Gano, Christina Nobiling, Nathan Hoks, Emmitt Merrill, Marcus Myers,Cassie Allen, Siara ReNae Berry, Daiana Oneto, Christine Neacole Kanownik, Seth Landman, Zophia McDougal, Matthew Suss, Brian Clifton,Stella Corso, Lucy Chouquette, John Gallaher, Max Adrian, Crista Siglin,Matt Hart, Marshall Cargle, Troy James Weaver, Christopher Cheney, Phil Estes, Kit Robinson, Peyton Pitts, Caroline Manring, Paul Hanson Clark,Anna Kamerer, Michael Rose, Molly Dillon, Daniel Borzutzky, Suzanne Scanlon, James Sanders, Joseph Bradshaw, and Jonathan Bennett
Mega thanks to magus Jordan Stempleman & his cabal of mesmerists @ the Kansas City Dark Arts Institute for including my story about a mountain and fucking and death (pages 41-44) in the new issue of Sprung Formal alongside like a thousand other pulsating bloodstars, staining all the everything w/all their everything.
Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong
By Ocean Vuong
After Frank O’Hara / After Roger Reeves
Ocean, don’t be afraid. The end of the road is so far ahead it is already behind us. Don’t worry. Your father is only your father until one of you forgets. Like how the spine won’t remember its wings no matter how many times our knees kiss the pavement. Ocean, are you listening? The most beautiful part of your body is wherever your mother’s shadow falls. Here’s the house with childhood whittled down to a single red tripwire. Don’t worry. Just call it horizon & you’ll never reach it. Here’s today. Jump. I promise it’s not a lifeboat. Here’s the man whose arms are wide enough to gather your leaving. & here the moment, just after the lights go out, when you can still see the faint torch between his legs. How you use it again & again to find your own hands. You asked for a second chance & are given a mouth to empty into. Don’t be afraid, the gunfire is only the sound of people trying to live a little longer. Ocean. Ocean, get up. The most beautiful part of your body is where it’s headed. & remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world. Here’s the room with everyone in it. Your dead friends passing through you like wind through a wind chime. Here’s a desk with the gimp leg & a brick to make it last. Yes, here’s a room so warm & blood-close, I swear, you will wake— & mistake these walls for skin.
presumably because i have incriminating photographs of john darnielle stealing the key to the city, i was allowed to do another tour poster for the mountain goats. the topic of the poster is werewolf. printed by my dudes at industry print shop in texas, available in the cities that are written on it on the dates that the concerts happen, possibly online afterwards, depending on how many people are too terrified to buy one in person. i grew up pretty obsessed with wrestling and i am of a background whose traditions emphasize the dominance of werewolf over all other monsters, so this one was especially fun to do.
one of two rad posters we’re selling on this tour. three if you figure in the Philly-only one!
speaking of selling, I am now gonna PROMOTE MY BAND’S NEW ALBUM. I grew up on a steady diet of indie guilt, singers being as self-deprecating as possible when telling you they had new stuff at the table, etc., and indie guilt is Catholic in nature i.e. it never dies, but see here. we’re incredibly proud of this record and the vinyl is pretty easily the most beautiful package we’ve ever put together, shout out Leela Corman and Rob at Seen Studio for their beyond-the-call-of-duty work. we feel like on this one we hit a perfect balance between doing stuff we’d never even tried anything remotely like before (”Fire Editorial”) and delivering the why’s-he-trying-to-give-himself-a-heart-attack thrills you expect and deserve from me (”Werewolf Gimmick,” “Choked Out”). it’s an emotional record, it’s also about wrestling, which is going to confuse some people but it’s been very awesome to see that so many people who listened to the stream/grabbed the leak have no problem reconciling those qualities and in fact instinctively get it.
the album comes out tomorrow. there are 110,000 of you following this Tumblr. (THANK YOU, by the way.) If half of you buy the album tomorrow, we’ll have the #1 album in the country. realistically, I don’t expect this, but “The Mountain Goats Shock Billboard Chart with Album of Songs about Professional Wrestling” is too delicious a possibility to not write some kinda post about it just in case. will I ask directly? yes I will. please give the Mountain Goats the number one album in the country if you can afford to buy an album tomorrow. later this week is also good. if you can’t afford an album, don’t even sweat any of this, I always wanna say that, just being heard is a blessing for sure.
in all cases, the first ten shows on the tour sold out on pre-sales alone and the rest are looking to go the same way and the first three shows have been a total blast, we all got saved multiple times all three nights, so a huge thank you to everybody who listens to our music and joins us at the shows, it is awesome and humbling and emotional for us and I can’t thank you enough. we’re also gonna be on the Seth Myers show tonight so do check that out but this post is already promoting enough so please let us return to reblogging old horror stuff or pictures of birds now. see you out there!