Sunday, December 25, 2005

Favorite Music, 2005


Dave Akuma - Code 46 (, no matrix number, digital download)

A bog-ugly bloke, but no matter - Akuma (née Martinez) laid banal worlds of beauty to waste with the outrageously assured "Code." Not one imperfect second.


Technical Itch - The Rukus bw Replicator (Penetration Records TIP017, 12'')

Tech Itch (Mark Caro) had an outstanding '05... The "Rukus" remix was deformed by last year's victors, Kryptic Minds & Leon Switch (who again excelled with their Defcom compilation EP series Black Out). Buy/acquire everything.

The Panacea - Bear of Berlin bw An Ounce of Leniency (Outbreak OUTB036, 12'')

"Bear" repositioned Mathis Mootz (aka P.) atop the chain of predation. (Clichés appropriated and trounced.) Sick in all departments...


Various Artists - Kindermusik: Improvised Music by Babies (Amorfon 005, CD)

I listened to Another Day more often, but I was bowled by Kindermusik. An ideal album.


Brian Eno - Another Day on Earth (Hannibal Records HNCD 1475, CD)

A fantastic return to form (if the invocation of such a shopworn phrase may be forgiven) for Mr. Eno; critics seemed unimpressed, but those who drilled through ADoE's sedimentary layers reached a far different consensus. (Uh, not too sure about that metaphor, but I'll continue.) Often brilliant, never mere background filler, and as good (or better, depending on one's ardor) than Taking Tiger Mountain. (Nothing will top Warm Jets, I fear.)

Antiguo Autómata Mexicano - Microhate (Background Records BG043, CD/2xLP)

A mesmerizing debut. No errant sentiments.

Album Track

Crazy Frog - "Dallas (Theme)" (from Crazy Hits, Gusto Records GUSCD03X, CD)

Created by Reinhard Raith and Henning Reith of Deutchland's obviously satanic Bass Bumpers production cabal, Crazy Frog polluted the globe in '05. Theirs was a perfect pop pathogen, the real noise. Crazy Hits (the album) flagged, of course, but "Dallas (Theme)" (available only on the Euro version), propelled the ringtone avatar into a pixilated surrealist mesosphere. Currently shredding the UK charts with an utterly daft version of "Jingle Bells." (It went from nothing to number 5 in a week, but fell to 6 by Xmas Day...)


The Stooges - The Stooges (Elektra/Rhino R2 73176, 2xCD)

Excellent remaster, with acrid (full-length) versions of "Ann" (relevatory) and "No Fun" (among other outtakes and alternate mixes) on the bonus disc. "We Will Fall" is amazing here...


My favorites, my opinion, no absolutist claims...


Tuesday, December 20, 2005

CG Fete Aktionen!

A gargantuan happy birthday blare to TLASILA majordumpling Chris Grier! The lad turns a strapping 33 today... Fresh meat for the chop shop faux-grinder!

Chris appears on the forthcoming To Live and Shave in L.A. long-player Music in the World of Islam Vol. 17: No Mention of Noon. Reserve your yesterdays tomorrow!

HBD, M. G.

Last "Noon" Post for Twenty-Four Hours, Promise!

Andrew rang to report he and Don completed the last wee Noon and Eternity tweaks Sunday eve. Off to the (three-legged) races! Should have a disc by Wednesday...

Have to get the sleeve together, but otherwise, we're done. (For the nonce.)

With Noon in the can and the Dave Philips and SASU TSSR discs mastered, activity has resumed on the other forthcoming TLASILA alb, Horóscopo: Sanitorio de Molière. I've been working on it in month-long spurts since early 2002. It's revealing itself slowly, and thus I've been careful to drag my heels. Although its eight tracks are finished, the inevitable delay is attributable to my penchant for endless post-production diddling. Oh, the joys of (delusional) perfectionism... Blossoming Noise have asked to release it, and I'm happy to allow them the task. (I embrace all contradictions.) If I can tear myself away from the studio, expect a 2006 launch, before, after, or simultaneously with N&E.

Kill Your Partners,


A Dredged Odium I Limn Not...

Back from a six-day sojourn in Atlanta. Gamine Cyn was gracious, as always. Ate well (we hit the Indian place twice... dodgy atmosphere, but the curries are near-otherworldly), watched many films (Capote at the cinema, six DVDs at the manse), dutifully hit the shops, took in the annual GSU Sculpture Department's holiday Iron Pour (I was initially suspicious, but once there, I marvelled), drank, fooled around, etc. Beats carolling.


Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Swag Report

Received another sack of Astralwerks/Caroline-distributed discs from Marc at Menlo Park; I'd only requested John Cale's blackAcetate, but Mr. Weitz was kind enough to also include Prefuse 73's Security Screenings, Josie Mel's Rasta Still De 'Bout, Charlie Hunter, Chinna Smith and Ernest Ranglin's Earth Tones, and the latest Japanther EP, Yer Living Grave... I love the way MW thinks.

(Left to right, smudged: P73, Cale, Japanth, Josie Mel (excellent pseudonym), Hunter et al. Never mind my phone or the Buddha Machine...)

I've auditioned none of 'em, but I'll get to it shortly - a road trip beckons in the morning.

Andrew's back from Hawaii; final, absolutely fucking final N&E tweaks this week. Spoke with DF on Monday; we're producing Sean Lennon's next album... Rat and I are simultaneously mastering Dave Philips' Smack Shire Curses comp... Sumptuous C. Grier is increasingly outraged re W admin horseshit (stand in line, guv), and performing here und there mit Cornell West Experience... Ben is H'wood, as previously reported, prob. working 24/7... Mark's chilled in somber MI, already spreading blueprints for the next attack... (T. Mo is likely in Northampton, tho yr guess...)

Elisabeth Arkhipoff and I are trading N**n design ideas; can't wait to see what she's got up her pochette (re pochette)...



Sunday, December 11, 2005

Mashup Proposal #56: George Grosz vs. Fred Barnes (8" Tabebuia serratifolia plate, semi-concentric lathe, 1682)

Spoke at length to Mark Morgan last night; he's recovering from the accident (he fell from a footstool whilst peering over a regfrigerator in search of his girlfriend's copy of the sheet music for Genesis' Foxtrot), and will be at his fam's Michigan digs through the secular season. Extraordinarily relieved, although we're all pissed that he's still stuck on that early Gabriel shit.

What's next, MM? Brand X bootlegs?

More (maple-swathed) vomit soon...



Unrelated, Pt. 1,009,992: yet another vanity snap, Western Blot HQ, 10 Dec 05...

Friday, December 09, 2005

Erdbeer-Rhabarber & Gurgelstock: Eye Chart Fixation

TS, in deep contemplative contretemps, VSU Rec Center, 9 Dec 05. Friends make one's head ache horribly... Humbug!

Szene 01

Szene 02



Lou Harrison Bitch-Slapped Again by Jayne County Lathe Cut

Morgan still ill, on respirator at last update. Fucking Christ... How are we gonna keep the lad healthy? Sightings, TLASILA... What are we to do without this crazed gent's prodigious talents? Can we somehow extract his equally prodigious lust for the amniotic sac? We're all at a loss.

(Messrs. Wolcott and Morgan onstage at Tonic, NYC, September 2004. Yes, we know we're due for a tour...)


P.S. Richard Hoffman reports Mark is coming around... Sighs of relief. More as reports drift past this vantage...

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Get Off Your Ass and Record the Sounds of Sacred Places...

Another draggy day in TLASILA paradise. MM's in hospital (seizure/asthma), Chris and Don are contemplating performing Buffy Saint-Marie covers, Rat's window shopping in DC, Ben's on a film set somewhere in H'wood, I'm stuck here behind these lit. boulders, and AWK's on his way to our 50th state for a gig and well-deserved frolic. In other words, we sit atop the poles. Hope those fuckers aren't greased...

On a more eleckro-erotische note, peep another beauteous 8x10 from yours untruly. If anything might lighten one's burdens, well, this befouled visage should prove a blessing to all:

(TS, aboard the USS Arizona [Rue Pigalle Mock Up], December 7, 2005...)

Best in Show,


Und Szene in der Therapie (1989 Remix)

Joy, untrammeled, descends. Baring an eleventh hour intrusion, I think I've found my alb of the year... Keeping mum for the nonce; more as absorption progresses.

Dr. Dean raised the roof today, rightly asserting that "victory in Iraq" was an impossibility. Catch this CNN link if you haven't already glommed. (If it vanishes, I'll find a cached view and relink.)

For those too who can't be bothered, here's CNN's text:

Democratic National Committee Chairman Howard Dean is drawing GOP fire after telling a Texas radio station that the idea the war in Iraq can be won is "just plain wrong."

In an interview with WOAI radio in San Antonio Monday, the head of the Democratic Party drew a parallel between efforts to hand over security responsibilities to Iraqis and similar efforts during the Vietnam War to the South Vietnamese.

That side ultimately lost the war.

"Of course, the South Vietnamese couldn't manage to support their own country," Dean said. "I do not believe in making the same mistake twice. And America appears to have made the same mistake twice."

Dean said he wished President Bush "had paid more attention to the history of Iraq before we had gotten in there."
"The idea that we are going to win this war is an idea that unfortunately is just plain wrong," he said.
Calling Bush's plan in Iraq a "failed strategy," Dean said he and most Democrats support bringing home an estimated 80,000 National Guard and Reserve troops within the next six months.
He said that he backed the redeployment of 20,000 troops to Afghanistan and a force in the Middle East to deal with al Qaeda in Iraq leader Abu Musab al-Zarqawi, but not in Iraq.
"We cannot have our troops being targets there," he said.
Stinging rebuttal?
Republican National Committee Chairman Ken Mehlman blasted his Democratic counterpart, accusing Dean of embracing "retreat and defeat" and "predicting that America will lose the war in Iraq."
This is rich:
"His outrageous prediction sends the wrong message to our troops, the enemy and the Iraqi people just 10 days before historic elections," Mehlman said in a statement. "Democrats across the nation should stand up and reject the pessimism of their chairman."
I love it. The truth causes hurt feelings! (Of course, if admin c*cksuckers continue to prevaricate, we then are afforded the porno-op of sending everyone home dazed, poisoned, in wheelchairs, within body bags, on cotton swabs, etc.) When a "pessimism" spin is the best defense the Republitards have got (cheers to CC for the coinage), you know they're truly, royally fucked.
Responding to Mehlman's broadside, Dean spokeswoman Karen Finney said that Republicans were "cherry-picking" Dean's words "just like they cherry-picked the pre-war intelligence."
"We can only win if the Iraqi people are able to play a greater role in peacekeeping, and we can only win if the president gives an honest assessment of what's really happening on the ground in Iraq," Finney said.
"Staying the course and paying for good headlines are not a strategy. It's merely a bad excuse for not having a plan."
Back to surreality. Single of the year? We at TLASILA HQ are setting up the buffet for a three-nag race at the moment, but the safe shillings are on D. Akuma...

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Herr Roth (Tho Error Ho'):

Or, "the horror... the horror..." (But you knew that, didn't you?)

By HMSR, Omniscience, ca. 6 Dec 05:

(Such as is, etc. TS Self-portrait courtesy Steev Mike Imageworks.)

Friday, December 02, 2005

AWK in Transit: I Want Kant, Sir...

Rang Andrew on his cell yesterday afternoon on my way to the university; caught he and his AWK bandmates en route from Seattle-Tacoma International to the University of Washington. They're gigging tonight at the Husky Union Building, with Make Make Pretty Make Graves Girls Girls in support... Didn't want to cramp their tour bus vibe with unrelated biz, so I buggered off until later.

Man, I'd love to be at that show! Itching to get out of town... I could catch the Asian Graduate Bible Study Group from 7 to 9, then slink backstage and beg to sing backup on some of the new songs...

Like this one, "What Dire Offence":


What dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs,
What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing-
This verse to CARYL, Muse! is due;
This, ev'n Belinda may vouchsafe to view:
Slight is the Subject, but not so the Praise,
If She inspire, and He approve, my Lays!


Say what strange Motive, Goddess! cou'd compel
A well-bred Lord t'assault a gentle Belle?
Oh say what stranger Cause, yet unexplor'd,
Cou'd make a gentle Belle reject a Lord?


In tasks so bold, can little Men engage,
And in soft Bosoms, dwell such mighty Rage?



Sol through white Curtains shot a tim'rous Ray,
And ope'd those Eyes that must eclipse the Day:


Now Lap-dogs give themselves the rouzing Shake,
And sleepless Lovers, just at Twelve, awake!


Thrice rung the Bell, the Slipper knock'd the Ground,
And the press'd Watch return'd a silver sound,
Belinda still her downy Pillow prest,
Her guardian Sylph prolng'd the balmy rest.


'Twas he had summon'd to her silent Bed

The Morning Dream that hover'd o'er... her... Head!



Oh well, maybe next time. (In Gdansk.)

A link to the HUB is here.

Otherwise, another bucolic afternoon.




P.S. Okay, busted. The eagle-hooved amongst you recognized "Offence" as originating from the pen of 18th cent. lit. colossus/breath-deficient death dwarf Alexander Pope... For your continued edification, a biographical extract:

Pope's father, the son of an Anglican vicar, had converted to Catholicism, which caused the family many problems. At that time Catholics suffered from repressive legislation and prejudices - they were not allowed to enter any universities or held public employment. Thus Pope had an uneven education, which was often interrupted. At home, Pope's aunt taught him to read. Latin and Greek he learned from a local priest and later he acquired knowledge of French and Italian poetry. Pope also attended clandestine Catholic schools.

Most of his time Pope spend reading books from his father's library - he "did nothing but write and read," said later his half-sister. While still at school, Pope wrote a play based on speeches from the Iliad. In 1700, when his family moved to Binfield in Windsor Forest, Pope contracted tuberculosis through infected milk. It was probably Pott's disease, a tubercular affection of the spine. He also suffered from asthma and headaches, and his humpback was a constant target for his critics in literary battles - Pope was called a 'hunchbacked toad.' In middle age he was 4ft 6in tall and wore a stiffened canvas bodice to support his spine.

After moving to London, Pope published his first major work, An Essay on Criticism. This discussion was based on neoclassical doctrines and derived standards of taste from the order of nature: "Good nature and good sense must ever join; / To err is human, to forgive divine." Pope associated with anti-Catholic Whig friends, but by 1713 he moved towards the Tories, becoming one of the members of Scriblerus Club. His friends among Tory intellectuals included Jonathan Switft, Gay, Congreve, and Robert Harley, 1st Earl of Oxford. In 1712 Pope published an early version of THE RAPE OF THE LOCK, an elegant satire about the battle between the sexes, and follies of a young woman with her "puffs, powders, patches, Bibles, billet-doux". The work was expanded in 1714. Its first version consisted of two cantos (1712) and the final version five cantos (1714).

(Mr. Pope, in stiffened repose.)


Thursday, December 01, 2005

Majordomography: Rap Jog Rod Ma Homy!

Chris Grier, TLASILA's ever-omniscient majordomo, presents:

More Staggering Banality: No. 54 in an Occasional Series

Yo, Jesus, dog, can you believe this Christ-ass shit?

(Forced wigger argot courtesy of/a tip o' the Kangol knock-off to Dat RoRo Kid, our new correspondent and pal.)

To Live and Shave in L.A. 25th Anniversary Tour: Updated Poster

(Click for full-sized image.)