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Showing posts with label audio. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

the Turing test as administered by Simon Cowell

Or maybe Clive Davis . . .


courtesy kmoriyama

Well past the parochial brouhaha regarding Milli Vanilli, supah autotuned vocals and other quaint pop music simulations, the HRP-4C Gynoid brings us all the way to Stepford.

Soon enough the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame will have Iggy droids and Roy Orbitrons doing silicon moves.

Meanwhile, I'll be rewatching Blade Runner and hoping to fit in.

As seen on Waveformless.

If too intense, try this video of Hunter Thompson and a Hell's Angel on Canadian TV. Seen on Pathway To Unknown Worlds.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

none other than



As seen on Pathway To Unknown Worlds.

Ghosts of the future convene in this ectoplasmic assemblage of pixels & sound.

Cathode irradiation of weeks spent curled by the icy warmth of the set waiting for this show to finally come on.

And here it comes bearing the vestments of Jerry Lee and Tristan Tzara. Ready, set, go.

Friday, August 6, 2010

another patient of the Ward


courtesy 39Online

I may remember this balmy bit of metafiction. It seems familiar. Or may've just read something like it in MAD.

But it's thanks to the good folks at Pleasant Valley Shopping who just posted this and other Montgomery Ward goodness.

Monday, August 2, 2010

blink once for yes


courtesy spikepriggen

Whether you're a fan of Neil, this song or the leggy womens herein, this will break your brain six ways from Sunday.

And to entirely overdo things so as to avoid a third Scopitone post in about as many weeks, two more for the road. Offered without context . . .






coded for mass consumption by hermits

For the film enthusiast, a still pic of that goldurn Godard.

For the person with truly nothing to do and nothing to hear/read & generally puzzle over, this.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Modesty!


courtesy spikepriggen

I love this theme song and this cover/video treatment thereof. 'Nuff said.

'Cept the above was found whilst in search of a scene from Modesty Blaise where a street organ is playing the theme song (as street organs would in movies gone by).

And that came to mind becsuse of this hi-fi Barrel Organ.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

out of their damn minds

The folks at PCL LinkDump post two videos that'll work some mighty voodoo: one of sonic DIY buzziness and another of one Bill (Wm. Burroughs) shooting another (Wm. Shakespeare).

An old compat musician/writer Michael W. Dean seeks not the Trail of the Lonesome Pine, but that of the Libertarian Punk out Wyoming way. And one day finds guns, bison and steam (if not in that order).

And he who has brought forth the planet that was FABULON, Chateau Thombeau and Wunderkammer sires within the without. Not crazy, per se. But adhering to the mind of no mind with the beautiful images and such.

Oh, wait--from A Basement of Curiosities, a man, his LP and a story . . .

Monday, May 24, 2010

she sings


courtesy elephantmarch

Don't be thrown by the sample image. This is a bee-you-tee-full story 'bout a singin' gyre-aff (um, giraffe).

Monday, May 3, 2010

another attempt at social engineering

Or not.

Friday the 7th @ 7:45 EST there'll be a live reading from The Failure, a new novel by James Greer, here.

Will post now to ensure 4 days and 15 minutes of relevance.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

(more than) two sides of Cathode Ave

1. the burning forest of the what?

Warning: there's disco, nudity and vast amounts of green screening. But given the bubbling semiotic stew herein, you'll be entirely too spun to be afeared or affronted. No brain will emerge unbroken. From the parallel universe loosely known as Italia '78 via the brave ironists of Chateau Thombeau.

2. rain and the polymer leaf


Zimoun dances the metal zephyr and the flailing arc at Disquiet.

3. guiding traffic from a deep space median


A friend found this bit of future fun as prognosticated in 1966 and reviewed by the good folks at Monster Movie Music.


courtesy zeonic6trial

4. but wait, there's more--aka the pong song

Act now and you'll intercept this pixel cloud on a Pathway To Unknown Worlds.