Showing posts with label intergalactic sounds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label intergalactic sounds. Show all posts

5.27.2013

experiment in motion

Over the holiday weekend I was out bumbling around with my camera and threw together a music video short. Compilation of 5:30 am stroll footage and a night of playing with fire.


Rained the Whole Time from FoxTooth Films on Vimeo.


Song: "Rained the Whole Time" by Shlohmo

2.23.2013

self promo?

I did an interview with Cut From Steel (http://www.cutfromsteel.com) about my band's upcoming record release party, women in punk, and ghosts who play the bongos. Check it out! 




6.20.2012

"Dead Man's Boner," or, "How Ryan Gosling wormed his way into my panties: a short story."


The other night, after a long, perfectly lovely day of wine, music, giggles, and other peoples' animals, my man friend and I were in bed, smack dab in the middle of a very pleasant boner-trading session, when he looks at me and says, with a charming grin on his face: "Guess who we're listening to right now," referring to the music in the background, which by that point had become a warm swirl of random notes and frequencies licking softly at my eardrums, and resonating in other more uh... squishy parts of my body. So I took a moment to listen and considered it. The voice didn't sound familiar at all, but I was enjoying the haunting melodies and creepy back-up children's choir. 

"Hmm... I'm really not sure," I said.

"...Ryan Gosling! Ha ha!"

"... yeah right."

Oh, The Gos (our lady-killing patron saint of James North? http://hamiltonryangosling.tumblr.com - lest we forget). He always seems to find a way into people's pants one way or another, doesn't he? And that night, sweaty and naked and none the wiser... he found his way into mine. I guess that's what happens when you're a smooth operator: girls who wouldn't look twice at you seem to find themselves unwittingly victims of your deceitful charms.

Some girls at that point would have probably closed their eyes and silently swooned, maybe imagining some scene from The Notebook, privately wishing our titular Romeo in place of their partner. Instead, I giggled at the absurdity of it all, trying to shoo Ryan Gosling's smarmy, brooding badger face out of my mind and get back to the (much handsomer) one in front of me. 

As hilarious as it was (and as dirty and violated as I felt), his music is, I loathe to say... actually pretty fucking amazing and lovely! If you love Timber Timbre as much as I do, you'll love this.

                                                       Dead Man's Bones - "My Body's A Zombie For You":


...But that doesn't mean I want him smarming his way into my panties. Goddamnit, you don't own every girl's vagina, Gosling! You and your perfectly sexy bedroom music, why I oughta... I f*cking hate you.

By the way, a gosling is a baby goose. That's right. A baby goose. Not so sexy now, is it? Unless you put a wind-swept dirty blonde wig on it and give it a v-neck t-shirt.


(For the record, Lars and the Real Girl is a really, really amazing movie. Okay?)

Also, this video is super great:


7.20.2011

markus worm storm is short and fat. whatever that means.

Major fucking hard-on material:




✝ DIE ANTWOORD ✝ Fish Paste ✝




✝ DIE ANTWOORD ✝ Wat Pomp ✝

6.14.2011

where are you now my dum dum boys, are you alive or dead?

Amazing, slow-burning boner of a song.



In case you didn't know this little tidbit, The Idiot was the soundtrack to Ian Curtis' death.

"Unlike the uncertainties that surround the deaths of other rock legends like Jim Morrison, Kurt Cobain, and the disappearance of Manic Street Preachers lead singer Richey Edwards, the pieces of Curtis’ suicide seem to be thoughtfully considered and placed.  Before hanging himself in the kitchen, he watched a a favorite film, Werner Herzog’s 'Stroszek,' and listened to Iggy Pop’s album “The Idiot,” which was still spinning on the turntable when he was found."
 - Playtonic Dialogues 


6.12.2011

vaginas + guitars = love 4 evar

(It's a video day today. Deal, yo. If you read this blog, you like music.)




Lately I'm feeling empowered and dripping with hot, sweaty, oozing estrogen, in my own sort of lady-dude kind of way. Me and all my coyote-girls have been shredding our fingers on fresh guitar strings, slut-walking all over the world, pushing ahead, pushing through, keeping our heads above water, and raising fucking hell. This post is dedicated to all of them.

My tits are swollen, my pussy's roarin', my eyelashes will cut your throat and my lips are shouting for more more MORE, and sooooo:




✝ girlschool ✝ (motorhead's bffs <3)



✝ the cramps ✝
poison ivy has to be the biggest dreamboat on the planet. that sneer! that smarmy charm! that gum-smacking mouth! that couldn't-give-a-fuck way she plays!... I could write an entire entry about her. perhaps I will.



✝ jucifer ✝
One of the most brutal live bands i have ever seen in my life. I dare you not to wear earplugs to one of their gigs.



✝ x-ray spex ✝
rip poly, you rad fucking bitch.



✝ no joy ✝



✝ mares of thrace ✝



///FUCK beauty, KILL mediocrity, RISE to the occasion and always bare yr TEETH///

- LC

flies of success.


saccharine trust - success and failure

counting backwards into darkness from infinity.

This song never, ever gets old. Oh boy oh boy.



deadboy & the Elephantment - Misadventures of Dope

- LC

10.11.2010

there are many reasons why I love Steve Albini...

... this is just one of them:


"I think fashion is repulsive. The whole idea that someone else can make clothing that is supposed to be in style and make other people look good is ridiculous. It sickens me to think that there is an industry that plays to the low self-esteem of the general public. I would like the fashion industry to collapse. I think it plays to the most superficial, most insecure parts of human nature. I hope GQ as a magazine fails. I hope that all of these people who make a living by looking pretty are eventually made destitute or forced to do something of substance. At least pornography has a function."


For your aural pleasure:

7.14.2010

show us your rack!

Totally stoked to play this show! Gnarlie Murphy and Mutiny are brutal.
Last Saturday Rackula played in Brantford with two local Brantford bands Christpunchers and Hangman Pinata. What a fucking night. I learned that I'd much rather play in the middle of a pit of sweaty punks than on a stage. Brantford punks know how to have a good time. A fight broke out in the middle of our set and I almost got swept up in the action while I was playing, without even realizing it.


Upcoming Rackula dates:

Jul 17 - Circus Room, Kitchener ON
w/ Gnarlie Murphy, Loaded Dice, Mutiny

Aug 13 - Portugese Club, Sarnia ON
w/ The One-Eyed Muskrats, Black Cat Attack, One Hundred Proof

Sep 3 - Brunswick Tavern, St. Thomas ON
w/ Oxbaker, Busters, Beyond the Black


Sep 16 - This Ain't Hollywood, Hamilton ON
w/ Kill Matilda, The Alcohollys
Sep 24 - Bovine Sex Club, Toronto ON
w/ Red 5 Mass



Tunes! -




my head really hurts

Black Flag at the now burnt-down Embassy Hotel in London, ON - from 1984:

why is live footage of rudimentary peni so rare???

6.13.2010

let the ramones tear your face off.



Don't you just feel like going out now and getting in a fight?

5.03.2010

radio on

Cool Super 8 video someone made for my favourite Modern Lovers song, "Roadrunner."

Makes me wanna go on a road trip. Any takers?

4.23.2010

MC5 - Tonight

Can't sleep, might as well rock. It feels like an MC5 kind of day. The undisputed champs of COOL. How fucking charming is Rob?

3.22.2010

punk rock dingos.

Haven't updated this thing in awhile. Here is a bunch of awesome Australian punk, just because.


Fun Things - "Lipstick"





The Victims - "Television Addict"





The Saints - live at Paddington Hall '77.
3-song set featuring "This Perfect Day," "Run Down," and "Erotic Neurotic"

12.30.2009

RIP Rowland S. Howard

Kaada Patton "Aubade"

One of my favourite songs at the moment. From the Kaada/Patton collobaration "Romances" that came out a few years ago. This clip is from a live DVD they put out. The cinematography is just breath-taking.

my top ten albums of oh nine.

10. Sleepy Sun - Embrace




09. Heartless Bastards - The Mountain




08. Kylesa - Static Tensions




07. Dan Auerback - Keep It Hid




06. AA Bondy - When The Devil's Loose




05. Jay Reatard - Watch Me Fall




04. Lovvers - OCD GO GO GIRLS!




03. Fever Ray - Fever Ray




02. Wavves - Wavves




01. Dead Weather - Horehound (by a long shot)




Honourable mentions go to:
Baroness "Blue album," Asteroids Galaxy Tour "Fruit," Beach House "Devotion," Future of the Left "Travels With Myself and Another," Municipal Waste "Massive Aggression," Crocodiles "Summer of Hate," The Sadies "Country Club," Neon Indian "Psychic Chasms," and Doomriders "Darkness Come Alive".