Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Diamanda Galás - Faust. Eros. Tod (1982/1988)

Hello Again,

Moved by the astonishing example set by Mutant Sounds (and that of the many other admirable shareblogs), I've decided to post a handful of rarities myself. Interested parties should find these to be sufficiently difficult to obtain.

Please note the word "handful" - maybe 50, tops. We all have other things to do.

Some, as with this first post, have been ripped from albums I own. A large chunk of the series will be comprised of recordings I copied from Rudolf's personal archive while rehearsing with OHNE in Aarau, Switzerland in 2002.

(I make no bones of it; Mr.'s aesthetic judgments have proven exquisite time and again. Bravo, sir!)

There'll be no schedule. I'll upload when I've extra time.

Rapidshare only - no bitching, please. If you find these to your liking, make copies for your friends. Or, find a way to have them legitimately issued, re-released, banned, etc. Just get off your arse and make something happen.


Diamanda Galás - Faust. Eros. Tod

(LP, 1982 bootleg recording, released 1988.)

Availability: sold out, dead and buried.

01 Les Litanies des Satan (17:06)
02 Hymne a la Beauté (13:22)

(Ripped at 320 kbps from the album I purchased at Atlanta's Wax N Facts in 1988. Approx. 70 MB, compressed into an RAR file.)

Get it here.

(New link added July 12, 2010.)

No need to pontificate - it's essential, it's yours. Take and eat.


Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Distance: My Demons...

Guess I won't be driving that rental van packed with C4 and chlorine gas cannisters into a certain appallingly divisive president's motorcade today... The debut album from (DJ) Distance arrived with little fanfare (which I appreciated), but after absorbing and evaluating last evening's ten or so spins, I recommend a full brass fusillade... My Demons rips.

(The cover of Distance's My Demons album, available now via Planet Mu and the usual covert avenues. This, the vinyl version, is reportedly - thus, instantly - out of print. To which we can only add "Hell yeah!")

Grab, listen, disseminate.

(Greg Sanders, aka DJ Distance, just plain old Distance, etc., in an image purloined from discogs. Don't let the boyish visage fool you. Anyone who's heard the "Cyclops"/"Traffic" single can testify to its sheer lethality. Beware of soft faces...)

The tracklisting:

01 Night Vision
02 My Demons
03 Weigh Down
04 Traffic
05 Mistral
06 Cyclops
07 Cella
08 Ska
09 Fractured
10 Tuning
11 Confined
12 Delight

(No download links provided here - this one's just been released. If you're too impoverished to buy, it's easily found on the Nets. Otherwise, every online stockist in the galaxy should have the CD version. Make fucking haste.)

Yes, joy, ever mercurial, poisons my death-mind once again. Thank you, Mr. Sanders.

(The rear album sleeve...)

Hope this finds you all well. TLASILA uploads resume tomorrow.


Sunday, February 25, 2007

TLASILA on YouTube > Newly Posted Video

A few days ago, YouTube regular Timestereo posted a sweet pro B&W edit of To Live and Shave in L.A.'s September 14, 2004 performance at the Detroit Art Space.

We had no idea... Don Fleming was the first of the group to discover Timestereo's work.

The bonus? It looks pretty fucking cool!

(The above isn't a hyperlink, just a YouTube imagegrab. So don't go clickin' your brains out.)

The ensemble comprised Mark Morgan, Ben Wolcott, Rat Bastard, Andrew W.K., the aforementioned Mr. Fleming, and your semi-faithful blogger Tom Smith, with majordomo Chris Grier, who can be seen in wide shots interrogating showgirls with a safety razor. The makeshift bar by the tangle of old ten-speeds is always the place to be...

Get it here:

Thanks obviously to Timestereo, who I would admire even more if he'd instead chosen Timeshare as a moniker...


Crucial Critical Clarity...

Another essential op-ed piece from Frank Rich... Forgive the alliteration.

Where Were You That Summer of 2001?

Published: February 25, 2007

“UNITED 93,” Hollywood’s highly praised but indifferently attended 9/11 docudrama, will be only a blip on tonight’s Oscar telecast. The ratings rise of “24” has stalled as audiences defect from the downer of terrorists to the supernatural uplift of “Heroes.” Cable surfers have tuned out Iraq for a war with laughs: the battle over Anna Nicole’s decomposing corpse. Set this cultural backdrop against last week’s terrifying but little-heeded front-page Times account of American “intelligence and counterterrorism officials” leaking urgent warnings about Al Qaeda’s comeback, and ask yourself: Haven’t we been here before?

If so, that would be the summer of 2001, when America pigged out on a 24/7 buffet of Gary Condit and shark attacks. The intelligence and counterterrorism officials back then were privately sounding urgent warnings like those in last week’s Times, culminating in the President’s Daily Brief titled “Bin Laden Determined to Strike in U.S.” The system “was blinking red,” as the C.I.A. chief George Tenet would later tell the 9/11 commission. But no one, from the White House on down, wanted to hear it.

The White House doesn’t want to hear it now, either. That’s why terrorism experts are trying to get its attention by going public, and not just through The Times. Michael Scheuer, the former head of the C.I.A. bin Laden unit, told MSNBC’s Keith Olbermann last week that the Taliban and Al Qaeda, having regrouped in Afghanistan and Pakistan, “are going to detonate a nuclear device inside the United States” (the real United States, that is, not the fictional stand-in where this same scenario can be found on “24”). Al Qaeda is “on the march” rather than on the run, the Georgetown University and West Point terrorism expert Bruce Hoffman told Congress. Tony Blair is pulling troops out of Iraq not because Basra is calm enough to be entrusted to Iraqi forces — it’s “not ready for transition,” according to the Pentagon’s last report — but to shift some British resources to the losing battle against the resurgent Taliban in Afghanistan.

This is why the entire debate about the Iraq “surge” is as much a sideshow as Britney’s scalp. More troops in Baghdad are irrelevant to what’s going down in Afghanistan and Pakistan. The surge supporters who accuse the Iraq war’s critics of emboldening the enemy are trying to deflect attention from their own complicity in losing a bigger battle: the one against the enemy that actually did attack us on 9/11. Who lost Iraq? is but a distraction from the more damning question, Who is losing the war on terrorism?

The record so far suggests that this White House has done so twice. The first defeat, of course, began in early December 2001, when we lost Osama bin Laden in Tora Bora. The public would not learn about that failure until April 2002 (when it was uncovered by The Washington Post), but it’s revealing that the administration started its bait-and-switch trick to relocate the enemy in Iraq just as bin Laden slipped away. It was on Dec. 9, 2001, that Dick Cheney first floated the idea on “Meet the Press” that Saddam had something to do with 9/11. It was “pretty well confirmed,” he said (though it was not), that bin Laden’s operative Mohamed Atta had met with an Iraqi intelligence officer in Prague months before Atta flew a hijacked plane into the World Trade Center.

In the Scooter Libby trial, Mr. Cheney’s former communications aide, Catherine Martin, said that delivering a message on “Meet the Press” was “a tactic we often used.” No kidding. That mention of the nonexistent Prague meeting was the first of five times that the vice president would imply an Iraq-Qaeda collaboration on that NBC show before the war began in March 2003. This bogus innuendo was an essential tool for selling the war precisely because we had lost bin Laden in Afghanistan. If we could fight Al Qaeda by going to war in Iraq instead, the administration could claim it didn’t matter where bin Laden was. (Mr. Bush pointedly stopped mentioning him altogether in public.)

The president now says his government never hyped any 9/11-Iraq links. “Nobody has ever suggested that the attacks of September the 11th were ordered by Iraq,” he said last August after finally conceding that Iraq had nothing to do with 9/11. In fact everyone in the administration insinuated it constantly, including him. Mr. Bush told of “high-level” Iraq-Qaeda contacts “that go back a decade” in the same notorious October 2002 speech that gave us Saddam’s imminent mushroom clouds. So effective was this propaganda that by 2003 some 44 percent of Americans believed (incorrectly) that the 9/11 hijackers had been Iraqis; only 3 percent had seen an Iraq link right after 9/11.

Though the nonexistent connection was even more specious than the nonexistent nuclear W.M.D., Mr. Bush still leans on it today even while denying that he does so. He has to. His litanies that we are “on the offense” by pursuing the war in Iraq and “fighting terrorists over there, so that we don’t have to fight them here” depend on the premise that we went into that country in the first place to vanquish Al Qaeda and that it is still the “central front” in the war on terror. In January’s State of the Union address hawking the so-called surge, Mr. Bush did it again, warning that to leave Iraq “would be to ignore the lessons of September the 11th and invite tragedy.”

But now more than ever, the opposite is true. It is precisely by pouring still more of our finite military and intelligence resources down the drain in Iraq that we are tragically ignoring the lessons of 9/11. Instead of showing resolve, as Mr. Bush supposes, his botch of the Iraq war has revealed American weakness. Our catastrophic occupation spawned terrorists in a country where they didn’t used to be, and to pretend that Iraq is now their central front only adds to the disaster. As Mr. Scheuer, the former C.I.A. official, reiterated last week: “Al Qaeda is in Afghanistan and Pakistan. If you want to address the threat to America, that’s where it is.” It’s typical of Mr. Bush’s self-righteousness, however, that he would rather punt on that threat than own up to a mistake.

That mistake — dropping the ball on Al Qaeda — was compounded last fall when Mr. Bush committed his second major blunder in the war on terror. The occasion was the September revelation that our supposed ally, Gen. Pervez Musharraf, president of Pakistan, had negotiated a “truce” with the Taliban in North Waziristan, a tribal region in his country at the Afghanistan border. This truce was actually a retreat by Pakistan, which even released Qaeda prisoners in its custody. Yet the Bush White House denied any of this was happening. “This deal is not at all with the Taliban,” the president said, claiming that “this is against the Taliban, actually.” When Dana Priest and Ann Scott Tyson of The Washington Post reported that same month that the bin Laden trail was “stone cold” and had been since Mr. Bush diverted special operations troops from that hunt to Iraq in 2003, the White House branded the story flat wrong. “We’re on the hunt,” Mr. Bush said. “We’ll get him.”

Far from getting him or any of his top operatives dead or alive, the president has sat idly by, showering praise on General Musharraf while Taliban attacks from Pakistan into Afghanistan have increased threefold. As The Times reported last week, now both bin Laden and his deputy, Ayman al-Zawahri, are believed to be “steadily building an operations hub” in North Waziristan. We know that last year’s London plot to bomb airliners, like the bus-and-subway bombings of 2005, was not just the work of home-grown jihadists in Britain, but also of Qaeda operatives. Some of the would-be bombers were trained in Qaeda’s Pakistan camps much as their 9/11 predecessors had been trained in Afghanistan.

All of this was already going on when Mr. Bush said just before the election that “absolutely, we’re winning” and that “Al Qaeda is on the run.” What’s changed in the few months since his lie is that even more American troops are tied down in Iraq, that even more lethal weapons are being used against them, that even more of the coalition of the unwilling are fleeing, and that even more Americans are tuning out both the administration and the war they voted down in November to savor a referendum that at least offers tangible results, “American Idol.”

Yet Mr. Bush still denies reality. Ten days ago he told the American Enterprise Institute that “the Taliban have been driven from power” and proposed that America help stabilize the Pakistan border by setting up “Reconstruction Opportunity Zones” (remember that “Gulf Opportunity Zone” he promised after Katrina?) to “give residents the chance to export locally made products to the United States, duty-free.” In other words, let’s fight terrorism not by shifting America’s focus from Iraq to the central front, but by shopping for Taliban souvenirs!

Five years after 9/11, the terrorists would seem to have us just where they want us — asleep — even as the system is blinking red once again.


Sharing Times Select editorials is unethical of me, but with my son in Iraq I feel compelled to disseminate the odd sliver of reality-grounded reportage. Forgive me my shortcomings...

Friday, February 23, 2007

Fucking Stress...

No comment.

(Hours later...)

Yeah, I know you know. But the stress isn't lessened. I'm a pussy, a fucking wreck. The bloody Ambien doesn't even work. I sleep five hours, sometimes six.* (At least I'm sleeping at night.)

Wouldn't wish this on anyone? Okay, Cheney, Bush, etc. They can have it. One set of tumors to Dubya for Iraq, another cluster of metastasized glop to Dickless for their cynical goddamned opposition to stem-cell research...

My incipient madness will have an effect on our music, so stay tuned. The story of my decline is bound to be more arresting than that dreadful Daniel Johnston film. He had a head start - he was born crazy...


* (I've just realized I typed the word "sick" for "six." Please, someone, page Professor Freud...)

Thursday, February 22, 2007

TLASILA Flood: Vedder Vedder Bedwetter Live Rehearsal, Churchill's, Miami, January 31, 1995

Broke continuity to upload this oddment, but as I only ran across the unedited archive late Wednesday it seemed an opportune felony to commit. Can't say that I enjoyed listening to it again (?) after a twelve-year respite, or even partially understand what the fuck possessed us to create such perversely mimetic culs-de-sac, but we did, and we performed it live (to what appears to have been an utterly empty house), and here you are...

Ben Wolcott must have had a prior engagement, but Bill Orcutt was on hand, as was a forlorn Churchill's employee - you can hear the whine of a vacuum cleaner in the background as we dismantle our (far more) wretched machines...

To Live and Shave in L.A. - Live Vedder Vedder Bedwetter Rehearsal, Churchill's Hideaway, Miami, Tuesday, January 31, 1995

01 5 Seconds Off Your Ass
02 Bucks, Rears and Throws the Rider
03 Shits Upon the Debris and Burns
04 In Such Wise She Cannot Stir
05 Nigh to the HM Threshold
06 The Sink Mentioned in the Scriptures
07 And Hammer, the Crown of Thorns
08 Blind Hole Without a Piss-Eye

Recorded straight to DAT by Rat on January 31, 1995; unmixed master edited by TS on February 21, 2007.

Rat Bastard - bass
Bill Orcutt - guitar
Tom Smith - voice and tape

(59.2 MB, ripped at 320 kbps, compressed to RAR.)

Rapidshare only - get it here.


God help us all,


Wednesday, February 21, 2007

TLASILA Album Flood: New Songs with Drug and Pornographic Themes

On the path to the Wigmaker...

To Live and Shave in L.A. - New Songs with Drug and Pornographic Themes EP

(1995, Audible Hiss 7" AH 006.)

Availability: out of print.

01 To Backstab, To Schism
02 Fills Mouth and Cunt with "Pathetic Route"

Recorded by May 1995 by Ariyah Okomoto at Churchill's Hideaway, Miami. Mixed and produced by TS.

Tom Smith - voice, tape loops and edits
Oscar Perez - backing vocals
Rat Bastard - bass
Ben Wolcott - oscillators

Music Tom Smith & TLASILA / Lyrics TS.

The Wigmaker in Eighteenth-Century Williamsburg didn't just require five years of post-production tinkering; it demanded deliberation. Many releases, each featuring wildly varying iterations of the Wigmaker's songs, were sent into the void. New Songs was the first out of the gate, followed by the Ride a Cock Overhorse EP for Menlo Park, the stark, self-explanatory Live Versions of Songs from "The Wigmaker in Eighteenth-Century Williamsburg" cassette on Chocolate Monk, the obliquely-titled "Her-Her," the So "Her," the Put-Mouth live cassette on Betley Welcomes Careful Drivers (the compilation's moniker derived from a list of pulp porn cut-ups I'd made one balmy beach afternoon), and the 1998 Western Blot meta-dub hair-pulling exercise Where a Horse Has Been Standing and Where You Belong.

The five years were productively spent, and the payoff seems to have been worth the effort. (Pondered he, with requisite modesty...)

Neither of the songs had anything to do with narcotics or coition, of course. The inestimable Ned Hayden, always the first to lob a roofing tile into a hospital burn unit, asked prior to our delivery of the New Songs master, "This isn't going to be another bunch of crap about drugs or porn, is it?" No, dear Ned, it was not. (At least, they weren't about those subjects.) The EP title was strictly intended to inflame Mr. Hayden's oft-fanned ire. Good sport that he was, he allowed the insult to pass, and agreed to our packaging edict: no information whatsoever (save what was required by Caroline's attorneys), white labels, and the lowest possible budget sleeves.

After mixing down the Churchill's tracks, I transferred the DAT master to cassette so I could listen at home. (No CD burners or iPods in '95, remember?) The tape was subsequently eaten by my car's unreliable stereo, but I was able to recover the cassette's gnarled iron-oxide intestines. I so enjoyed the concrète overlay of drop-outs and wrinkles that I used the damaged reference tape for the side two master. In addition to Rat's fractured, treble-besotted bass and Ben's Morse oscillations, the more astute among you may discern the odd Christian Marclay fragment within the whorl. Those cut-ups nestled uneasily to loops of my voice extracted from first-take studio run-throughs of the very lotus sepals you can hear assayed live on New Songs.

It didn't sell well at all.

A couple of years after Audible Hiss lost its manufacturing and distribution deal with Caroline, Mr. Hayden sent me the remaining stocks. I smashed all but ten of them with a hammer on the floor of my father's tool shed.

Couldn't bear the thought of harboring all those orphans...

Sold eight of them on tour in 2004, and kept the last pair for myself. I'm not terribly sentimental that way.

(20.1 MB, ripped at 320 kbps, compressed into an RAR file.)



Get it via Rapidshare here, or through SharedZilla here.

(SZ pw = tlasilablog)

Next? Peter Criss vs. Peter Christopherson.



Tuesday, February 20, 2007

TLASILA Album Flood: Tonal Harmony (Plus)

A sluice of sinew and spittle...

To Live and Shave in L.A. - Tonal Harmony

(1997, Betley Welcomes Careful Drivers CD, no matrix number.)

Availability: long gone.

01 Premonitory (B)
02 The Snake Whose Head Would Not Be Crushed
03 Untitled Song for Six Voices
04 Volponi Museum

Recorded by TS at Microgroove Studios, Decatur (Atlanta), and The Studio, Miami, May 1996 to May 1997. Mixed and produced by Tom.

Rat Bastard - bass
Ben Wolcott - oscillator
Tom Smith - voice, edits

John Morton (Electric Eels, X___X, etc.) - guitar
Simeon (Silver Apples) - oscillator
Bill Orcutt (Harry Pussy, Hall & Oates, etc.) - guitar

Music TLASILA / Lyrics TS.

(46 MB, ripped at 320 kbps.)



Two Compilation Tracks


VA - Forced Cranial Removal

(1995, Fifth Column CD 63197.)

Availability: out of print.

To Live and Shave in L.A. - "The Drugs' Drug-House Dissolving"

(We were positioned third on the album, a motley compendium of FCR's coldwave/EBM/industrial-lite outfits with TLASILA as the orphaned, one-legged swan. Or, loveless leech. Make your own barnyard analogies.)

Recorded, mixed and produced by TS at The Studio, Miami, April 1995.

Rat Bastard - bass
Ben Wolcott - oscillator
Tom Smith - vocals and exteriors

Music TLASILA / Lyric TS.

(7.56 MB, ripped at 320 kbps.)



VA - Holiday Abstractions: Easter, Puberty, & Amplifiers EP

(1996, Ignivomous Records 7" IG 03.)

Availability: out of print.

(I never received a copy of the damned thing, so I've no idea where we sat on the comp. Maybe track one, side two? The other artists featured were Expose Your Eyes, Flying Luttenbachers, ASM, Duotron, Hyware, Dog, K Salvatore, Malta, Noggin, Rock Paper Scissors, and Cock ESP.)

* (Note: the enclosed info file was mistakenly left blank. Apologies.)

To Live and Shave in L.A. - "Tina Russell, Free"

Recorded by Rat Bastard at Churchill's Hideaway, Miami, August 27, 1994. This date marked Ben Wolcott's debut appearance with TLASILA. The composition assayed ended up on the release version of the then-in progress Helen Butte.

Mixed and produced by Rat and Tom.

Rat Bastard - bass
Ben Wolcott - oscillator
Tom Smith - voice, edits

Music TLASILA / Lyric TS.

(2.83 MB, ripped at 320 kbps.)


On the Cusp


Tom Smith Don Fleming - Gin Blossoms EP

(1991, Seminal Twang CD Twang 7.)

Availability: long out of print.

01 Izzy
02 Dizzy
03 Too Young
04 Swinging Sal
05 Freda's Surfing Board

Recorded February 1991 at Waterworks, NYC, by Don Fleming and Jim Waters. Mixed and produced by Don. The "Funhouse" loop that supplied "Sal"'s backbone is rather irritatingly obvious, but otherwise, a fondly-remembered popwarp excursion. DF dragged me out of my no-vox, improv-only cave, kick-starting the TLASILA juggernaut in the process. He has a helluva lot to answer for...

The EP hovered about the Dead Sea ledge of the NME poop charts for a week or two. 'Twas the closest I've ever come to mainstream recognition. Cunts.

Music TSDF / Lyrics TS.

(32 MB, ripped at 320 kbps.)



Get the bundle (86 MB) through Rapidshare here, or via SharedZilla here.

(SZ pw = tlasilablog)

Next? The New Songs with Drug and Pornographic Themes EP.



Monday, February 19, 2007

INC / Rapidshare Gripes...


Just in from the final day of the INC.

I'm fried.

Saturday's 14-hour (!) onslaught left everyone glazed... Costes' fest-closing performance of Little Birds Shit raised the bar for frenetic disquisitions of American malaise a thousandfold. Phenomenal...

I'm so proud to be in a motley lil' combo with Rat - brilliant execution, ya freak. His INC makes the other, more prominent festivals pale by comparison. Not kidding one iota... Vortices of sound, blurred, collapsed, subsumed, a continuous ravishment and betrayal of mood, meter, and motive. Outstanding.


Apologies for dragging some of you into the Raipdshare morass - it's convenient for me, as I have an account. I'll post the next few archival uploads via EasyShare (or whatever the Hell it's called), and gauge your feedback afterwards.

More Tomorrow,


Friday, February 16, 2007

TLASILA Album Flood: An Interview with the Mitchell Brothers

Oh my, another moldy chestnut from our first decade... Chuck your crap-ass share rips, devour these fetid morsels, and cough up a blood-flecked essay on this topic:

"Why Doesn't Trevor Wishart Ever Have Anything Good to Say About Winger?"

Say, 2,000 words?


To Live and Shave in L.A. - An Interview with the Mitchell Brothers

(1995, Audible Hiss CD 012)

Availability: out of print since 1997.

01 Kopenhagen Lounge
02 Flesh and Brimstone
03 Scrimshaw Woman
The Resurrection of Eve
05 Beyond De Sade
06 Never a Tender Moment
07 CB Mamas
08 Inside Marilyn Chambers
09 Sodom and Gomorrah

Engineered at The Studio, Miami, on August 11, 1995 by Rat Bastard (bass parts only) and Tom Smith (the rest).

Mixed and Produced by Tom Smith.

Tom Smith - voice, tape edits, shortwave
Rat Bastard - bass
Ben Wolcott - oscillators

Music Tom Smith & TLASILA / Lyrics TS

(100 MB, ripped at 320 kbps, compressed into two RAR files.)


Obtain part one here; part two here.


As some of you may be aware, we dashed out Mitchell Brothers in a day on a dare from Ned Hayden, the erstwhile Action Swinger and Audible Hiss (the short-lived, Caroline-distributed imprint) COO. Hayden thought our recordings a trifle mediated, so he threw down an ill-fitting, provocatively rust-dappled gauntlet:

"Write, record, mix, and master an album in an afternoon, and I'll release it."

Oops... Wish we hadn't taken the bait. Not dire, but five-sixteenths malodorous. (It was a little rushed.)

Our forthcoming Savage Land release - Les Tricoteuses - provides an opposing perspective.


Syd Garon's design for the Mitchell Brothers digipak featured a cover inset photo of the titular siblings, and stills derived from the films referenced in the album's song titles. Caroline's lawyers flipped when they saw the artwork, and demanded we make changes. A compromise design was assembled and accepted; Syd's original version (from an old, low-res scan) can be seen below. Apologies for the poor quality of the image.


Next up? Tonal Harmony.



Thursday, February 15, 2007

TLASILA Album Flood: Vedder Vedder Bedwetter

Hi Everyone,

Here's part three in the series of TLASILA back catalogue uploads.

Likely the most polarizing of our early albums, its obscure charms eluded me for years. Of late, I've warmed.

Delete your dire P2P rips and suck down this one in their stead.


To Live and Shave in L.A. - Vedder Vedder Bedwetter

(1995, Fifth Column, CD 9868-63189)

Availability: out of print since 1997.

01 5 Seconds Off Your Ass
02 Grams, Paths
03 Pig Off, Ass Full
04 Bucks, Rears and Throws the Rider
05 Dungstar Supervivisect!
06 Throws Cunt a Tear
07 O. Ruddock d. H.S. Mauberly
08 Long-Drawn and Staccato "Lousy Dime"
09 Shits Upon the Debris and Burns
10 Handballed "Viet"-Clasp
11 The The, Which Radiance Overdrenched
12 In Such Wise She Cannot Stir
13 Miff Mole, Witch-Leery Scot
14 Shut the Second She Clawed
15 Rug Trilogy: Christus
16 Like the Two-Part Nod
17 Nigh to the HM Threshold
18 M. Polk, Prop.
19 Cobwebs with "Trap" Primrose
20 Glas Employed an Urn
21 Schwann Death in June Reference
22 "Good Bait" Made Butt of Insult
23 The Sink Mentioned in the Scriptures
24 Rubberist, Unwept
25 The The Perms
26 And Hammer, the Crown of Thorns
27 From Gloss "Polytope" Flexi
28 "A," the Swinging She-River
29 Blind Hole Without a Piss-Eye
30 Ulalume / Fram Decal Split
31 Brother Falling, Twat from Fool
32 Left Bro. at Doors
33 T.C.B. Dropskirt
34 Die, One and Five

Recorded at Waterworks, New York; The Studio, Miami; Lounge Ax, Chicago; Zoot's, Detroit; Local 506, Chapel Hill; The Knitting Factory, New York, and The Green Room, Ypsilanti, from December 1994 to February 1995 by Greg Tallenfeld (Waterworks), Rat Bastard (bass engineering at The Studio), and Tom Smith (everything else, plus a few tracks recorded at Waterworks).

Tom Smith - voice and exteriors
Rat Bastard - bass
Ben Wolcott - oscillator and treatments

Bill Orcutt - guitar
Don Fleming - guitar and backing vocals
Ned Hayden - alto sax
Jared Louche (nee Hendrickson) - guitar and backing vocals
Nandor Nevai - trombone
Weasel Walter - tenor sax

Music Tom Smith & TLASILA / Lyrics TS.

Mixed and Produced by Tom Smith.

(163 MB, ripped at 320 kbps, compressed into two RAR files.)


Part one, here; part two, here.



Vedder Vedder Bedwetter (Contiguous Mix)

We'd envisioned the album as a pitiless, contiguous 70-minute bombardment. Fifth Column refused to release it without concessions to bourgeois norms (i.e., providing their audience of portly Fetish Night devotees a quasi-comprehensible, oft-demarcated product), and thus the conceit was dashed on the shoals of hubris.

Get it here.

(98 MB, ripped at 192 kbps, compressed into one RAR file.)


Next? An Interview with the Mitchell Brothers.

Happy Yet? Certainly hope so.



TLASILA Album Flood: "Helen Butte" vs. Masonna Pussy Badsmell

Hello Again,

Here's the second in our series of TLASILA back catalogue uploads. Don't be shy.



To Live and Shave in L.A. - "Helen Butte" vs. Masonna Pussy Badsmell

(1994, released 1996, Full Contact CD 9868-63235.)

Availability: out of print.

01 Root of Pop Compulsion
02 Tina Russell, Free
03 Take a Lot of Ofay
04 The Ass God
05 Open City '72
06 Shit If They Hit
07 Spelvin, the Righteous Bush
08 Veinsearchin'
09 Superhype Security Probe
10 My Third Decade of Ultrafuck
11 Crypt Rocket, Tomb Rocket, Turd Rocket
12 The "Six" in The Six Wolves
13 Mizrahi Speculum
14 I Learn to Inject Morphia
15 Lady Dedlock
16 Hypecuff
17 A Low Mass Will Be Said
18 I Suppress Nothing
19 Wanna Bust Up a Virgin Ass?
20 One Navel of Decline
21 Rexroth, Cozy Cool
22 I Used to Pay a Heavy Bribe
23 Kama Sutra '71
24 Anne's Eager Bottom
25 Shivman Destroys Spoonman
26 "Godspike" Soph. Hoax
27 Theresa Soder in My Hot Hands
28 Television's Over
29 "American Car"
30 Gone and Bitched Up
31 I Slur a Name
32 Tealink
33 First Pop Novice
34 Lock of Gut Twine
35 Balling Andrea True
36 Bataille = No Stipe
37 In the Assworks

Recorded late 1994 by Rat Bastard and Tom Smith at The Studio and Churchill's Hideaway, Miami. Mixed and produced by TS.

Rat Bastard: bass
Tom Smith: voice, exteriors
Ben Wolcott: oscillator and treatments

Music TLASILA / Lyrics TS, except 28 (T.V. Smith).

(159 MB, ripped @ 320.)


Download part one here; part two here.


Next? Vedder Vedder Bedwetter.



Tuesday, February 13, 2007

TLASILA Album Flood: 30-minuten männercreme


The time has come for those of you unfamiliar with our work to properly acquaint yourselves. Ditch those poorly-ripped, haphazardly-encoded Soulseek shares and feast on our back catalogue.

We want you to.

First up:

To Live and Shave in L.A. - 30-minuten männercreme

(1994, Love Is Sharing Pharmaceuticals, CD LISP 94601-2)

Availability: fewer than 70 copies remaining from an edition of 1,500. Slowly, surely.

01 "Long Reach" Composite
02 Pictures at an Exhibition
03 Pull Chains of Memphis
04 New! Skin Chamber Lite!
05 We Demand the Right to Piss in Different Colors
06 Amp
07 This Is Colleen's Incredible True-Life Story
08 Se Vende "Humor Me" Demo
09 Stefania
10 Long Georgette Jacket
11 Lee Krasner 1949
12 Piss, My Heart
13 Hitchhike to Oregon!
14 Weakness Spits
15 No More Was Needed to Inflame My Balls
16 Throbbing Gristle at the Berlin Wall
17 Mandan on the Rise
18 LEF-Mux "Theme" Plasti-Cast
19 Trip Right Over It
20 Get Fit to Herbie Mann!
21 Unobscured Miss
22 For Your Pleasure
23 Foul Therese
24 Hackworth
25 Slot-Tod
26 Strength Into My Blows
27 C-93 "Tag" Plague
28 Good Old Gospel Ship
29 Stars of Fingers
30 I Shall Eat Peyote
31 A Passerby
32 Goëtic Circle of Pacts
33 A Thirst for Love
34 Lena K.
35 Very Wide Pink
36 When I Was with Estée Lauder
37 Why Are Her Hands Ungloved?
38 Hafler Trio Completists' Feud-Song
39 Blind Woman Blind Son
40 Shot Your Mouth Off

Recorded at Sync Studios, Telemundo Studios, and Churchill's Hideaway January 1992 to November 1993 by Tom Smith and Rat Bastard. Mixed by Rat and Tom; produced by TS.

Rat Bastard: bass guitar
Tom Smith: vocals and exteriors

Adris Hoyos: outburst and percussion
Bill Orcutt: guitar
King Felix: synthesizer
The Lady Tigra, Tracie Phillips, and Oscar Perez: backing vocals

Music and lyrics TS, except 22 (Bryan Ferry) and 28 (traditional).

(162 MB, ripped at 320 kbps, compressed into two RAR files.)


I won't bore you with panegyrics, reminiscences, etc. Decide if it's worth the fuss some made on its behalf, and send feedback.

Get part one here, part two here.

I forgot to include the covers and an info file, so employ these simulacra, pozhalujsta. I shan't be so unmindful in future.


Next? "Helen Butte" vs. Masonna Pussy Badsmell.



Monday, February 12, 2007

SPK Who? An actual member prepares for transformation...

From Bloomberg:

German Red Army Faction Member Wins Early Release

By Patrick Donahue

Feb. 12 -- Brigitte Mohnhaupt, a leader of Germany's Red Army Faction terrorist movement responsible for a campaign of murder and kidnap during the 1970s, will be released early after serving 24 years of a five life-term sentence.

Judges of the higher regional court in the southern city of Stuttgart today ordered Mohnhaupt's imprisonment be commuted to parole after federal prosecutors argued that she no longer posed a threat to society, the court said in a statement. Mohnhaupt, now 57, has been in jail since her arrest on Nov. 11, 1982.


Before throwing her lot in with the RAF, Mohnhaupt was first a member of SPK - the Sozialistisches Patienten Kollektiv.

(No, not Graeme Revell's "Metal Dance" / Leichenschrei outfit...)

A timeline:


(Adapted from; edited by TS.)

25 April 1975 - Former members of the SPK (who now formed the "second generation" of the RAF) blow up much of the West German embassy in Stockholm.

The SPK was the product of a therapy group at Heidelberg University. Dr. Wolfgang Huber, a psychiatrist at the university's clinic, believed that his patients' mental disorders stemmed from Capitalism, and the only cure was a Marxist society. When the university tried to fire Huber, his patients organized the SPK, held protests, occupied the hospital administration offices, and convinced the university to retain him.

By mid-1971, the SPK had officially disbanded, and many of its former members moved to low-level terrorist activities, releasing communiqués after every "praxis" in keeping with urban guerrilla revolutionary practices. The communiqués stopped being signed with "SPK" and were now being signed "RAF," though it is not clear that they had any connections to the Red Army Faction at this point. By the time that most of the original members of the RAF were in jail in mid-1970s, many former members of the SPK had joined the RAF.


Brigitte Mohnhaupt

Brigitte Mohnhaupt was purportedly first active in the RAF in 1971. She was arrested on 9 June 1972. After her arrest she was convicted of Membership in a Criminal Organization, and given a sentence of four and a half years. During 1976 she was transferred to Stammheim Prison to serve the final months of her time with most of the other major Baader-Meinhof defendants.

Soon thereafter she was released (27 January, 1977), went immediately underground, and then participated in the July 1977 murder of Jürgen Ponto and the September 1977 kidnapping of Hanns-Martin Schleyer.


And that's where we came in...


Saturday, February 10, 2007

TLASILA Tour: Adjustments to Itinerary

Hello Yet Again,

Dates have been shifting since the last iteration of our tour schedule was posted. Here's the up-to-date version:


27 (Fri) Nashville, TN @ The Springwater
28 (Sat) Lawrence, KS @ Replay Lounge (new)
29 (Sun) Denver, CO @ Rhicoceropolis
30 (Mon) (drive day)


1 (Tue) Seattle, WA @ S.S. Marie Antoinette (6 PM, all-ages) (new time)
1 (Tue) Seattle, WA @ Rendezvous (10 PM) (new show)
2 (Wed) Portland, OR @ Rotture
3 (Thu) Oakland, CA @ 21 Grand
4 (Fri) Los Altos Hills, CA @ KFJC-FM (afternoon)
4 (Fri) San Francisco, CA @ Hemlock (evening)
5 (Sat) Los Angeles, CA @ The Smell
6 (Sun) Los Angeles, CA @ Il Corral (this might be changed)
7 (Mon) (drive day)
8 (Tue) St. Paul, MN @ Turf Club
9 (Wed) Chicago, IL @ Nihilist
10 (Thu) Evanston, IL @ WNUR-FM (afternoon)
10 (Thu) Detroit, MI @ MoCAD (evening)
11 (Fri) Philadelphia, PA @ The Avant Gentlemen's Lodge
12 (Sat) Baltimore, MD @ The Bank
13 (Sun) Washington, DC @ Rock 'n' Roll Hotel
14 (Mon) New York City @ Club Midway

Thanks for your comments, assistance, etc. Much obliged.


Friday, February 09, 2007

Dying on the Vine...

I'm so fucked... From the BBC:

No sleep means no new brain cells

Man sleeping
Missing out on rest could harm brain cell production
Missing out on sleep may cause the brain to stop producing new cells, a study has suggested.

The work on rats, by a team from Princeton University found a lack of sleep affected the hippocampus, a brain region involved in forming memories.

The research in Proceedings of the National Academy of Science showed a stress hormone causes the effect.

A UK expert said it would be interesting to see if too little rather than no sleep had the same consequence.


The researchers compared animals who were deprived of sleep for 72 hours with others who were not.

They found those who missed out on rest had higher levels of the stress hormone corticosterone.

It would be interesting to see if partial sleep deprivation - getting a little bit less sleep every night that you need - had the same effect
Dr Neil Stanley, sleep expert

They also produced significantly fewer new brain cells in a particular region of the hippocampus.

When the animals' corticosterone levels were kept at a constant level, the reduction in cell proliferation was abolished.

The results suggest that elevated stress hormone levels resulting from sleep deprivation could explain the reduction in cell production in the adult brain.

Sleep patterns were restored to normal within a week.

However levels of nerve cell production (neurogenesis) were not restored for two weeks, and the brain appears to boost its efforts in order to counteract the shortage.

Writing in PNAS, the researchers led by Dr Elizabeth Gould, said that although the role of nerve cell production in adults remained unknown, "the suppression of adult neurogenesis may underlie some of the cognitive deficits associated with prolonged sleep deprivation."

People who experience a lack of sleep experience concentration problems and other difficulties.

Sleep expert Dr Neil Stanley, based at the Norfolk and Norwich University Hospital, said the study's findings could not be directly translated to humans because people did not go without sleep for 72 hours, unless they were in extreme circumstances.

But he added: "It is an interesting finding. It would be interesting to see if partial sleep deprivation - getting a little bit less sleep every night that you need - had the same effect."

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Sick to Death...

Sorry for not having posted last week; I've been purposely silent, almost fearful of expressing myself. The anger and frustration course deep within.

On Monday afternoon, somewhere on the outskirts of Baghdad, a Humvee being driven by my son, Evan, struck an IED (improvised explosive device) buried in the middle of a highway. The vehicle was blown apart by the blast. My son and his fellow soldiers were stunned, but rather amazingly unharmed. So fucking relieved... While chatting with me via IM after the incident, Evan scoffed at the notion that a national debate over Bush's Iraq policy would have a malign effect on military morale, and a salutary influence on the "enemy":

"The insurgents are already emboldened... Too late!"

As I later wrote to a friend, "I can't say 'fuck' loud and long enough."

My son's close brush with Thanatos has put me off the keypad...

Closer to home, and almost nearly as enervating, my father's health continues to precipitously decline. I love the old guy so much... I wouldn't wish Alzheimer's on anyone. (No, not even ______.)

Hope all of you are well.


Friday, February 02, 2007

April/May Tour Schedule

April 27

Nashville - The Springwater

115 27th Ave N
Nashville, Tennessee 37203


April 28

Kansas City - The Pistol

1219 Union Avenue, West Bottoms
Kansas City, Missouri 64101


April 29

Denver - Rhinoceropolis

3553 Brighton Blvd.
Denver, Colorado 80216


April 30

(Drive Day)


May 1

Seattle - TBA


May 2

Portland - Rotture

15 SE 3rd Avenue
Portland, Oregon 97214


May 3

Oakland - 21 Grand

416 25th Street
Oakland, California 94612


May 4

San Francisco - The Hemlock

1131 Polk Street
San Francisco, California 94109


May 5

Los Angeles - The Smell

247 S. Main Street (cross street between 2nd & 3rd)
Los Angeles, California 90012


May 6

Los Angeles - Il Corral

662 N. Heliotrope Drive (just south of Melrose)
Los Angeles, California 90004


May 7

(Drive Day)


May 8

St. Paul - Turf Club

1601 University Avenue West
St. Paul, Minnesota 55104


May 9

Chicago - Nihilist

2255 S. Michigan
Chicago, Illinois 60616


May 10

Detroit - MoCAD

4454 Woodward Avenue
Detroit, Michigan 48201


May 11

Philadelphia - The Avant Gentlemen's Lodge

4028 Filbert Street
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 19104


May 12

Baltimore - The Bank

2013 Frederick Avenue
Baltimore, Maryland 21223


May 13

Washington, DC - Rock 'n' Roll Hotel

1353 H Street NE
Washington, Washington DC 20002


May 14

New York City - Club Midway

25 Avenue B
New York, New York 10009

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