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It's a Wednesday Of The Talking Horse. [This Is What Rock Looks Like]

January 12th, 2011 by

Melvins, yes. Taste the surrealism.

Oh, this song. The final set of riffs on this track are overwhelming, like being tossed head-over-heels by a wave of blood at night.

Astonishing.

(Via the video's director, Behn Fannin.)

Had you forgotten? [This Is The Part That Will Hurt.]

December 30th, 2010 by

WELCOME TO THE INTERNET

This is The Internet.

Beware.

(Via theinternetaccordingtoadrian.tumblr.com.)

It's a "Let's Sing About Volcanoes In The State Of Washington" Wednesday.

September 1st, 2010 by

Volcanoes? In Washington state?

Yeah, man; don't you remember Mount St. Helens?

Mount St. Helens goes up.

Mount St. Helens' eruption column around 8:35 AM on May 18, 1980. Photo via wikipedia.org.

Y'know what? Let's sing about it.

Start you off with the sunny/chunky sounds of The Presidents Of The United States Of America with their helpfully explanatory song "Volcano."

(Video via YouTube user presidentsrock, the official YouTube channel of The Presidents Of The United States Of America.)

Next, the crushing mathcore power of Tacoma's-own Botch. In the past I've verbally explained their music as what it would sound like if The Dillinger Escape Plan and Phillip Glass were having a drunken giggling slap-fight 'round a campfire in an Olympic Peninsula trailer park under the stars.

Yes.

NOW THE HEAT IS MY NEW FRIEND

From the back of a shirt by the band Botch celebrating the re-release of their album American Nervoso.

Further, I once described their couplet of songs "Afghamistam / Micaragua" thusly:

There is a moment in the song where after a lull, the track breaks open like a herd of Clydesdales bursting from a snow-swept barn in slow motion. "RIIIDE!" bellows singer David Verellen as the song thunders downslope.

Yes.

Can't recommend their work highly enough. It is monstrously inertia-laden, gleefully-abstruse, complex metal music for adults (and/or anyone). Yes.

So, here are Botch delivering their devastatingly-propulsive vulcanphobic song "Hutton's Great Heat Engine" live at Chain Reaction in Anaheim on 2000/03/25.

(Thanks to YouTube user axewound.)

Let's be safe out there, Washington residents. The Earth can be unpredictable, yet that tension (tectonic 'n otherwise) inspired some excellent music.

(This one's for Jon and Tanky and Elbow and even Kyle. Inspired by a conversation with Maria Rose. Let's all be safe out there.)

Sexpigeon.org demands results from their soup.

September 1st, 2010 by

Serious demands:

'You had better fix all my problems, soup, or I’m barfing you right back up.'

"You had better fix all my problems, soup, or I’m barfing you right back up."

One more gentle example of why we love Sexpigeon.org so, so much.

Against consequences for hugging.

August 27th, 2010 by

It's a Fuck You Friday.Hey, hello there.

Do you know what today is?

Yes. Yes, indeed.

It's a Fuck You Friday.

And on this Fuck You Friday, 'tis time to direct bile towards the sentiments behind this:

image

I can't understand how anyone could think this is acceptable.

It's not.

This is not acceptable, ever.

How could anyone think that this is OK? I wouldn't want to meet the person that thought that this was the image they wanted to create. This is fucked. Makes my skin crawl.

To whomever person created this image -- fuck you. Fuck you. You disturb me. You disgust me. Get eaten by a bear.

And I hope it hugs you first.

"Have you heard the news? The dead walk!"

August 25th, 2010 by

Repeating the opening lines of NoMeansNo's havoc-tastic song "It's Catching Up" -- indeed; the dead walk.

Uh-oh.

Here's why: writer Robert Kirkman is bringing his excellent, wrenching zombie comic book series The Walking Dead to television with the help of Shawshank Redemption director Frank Darabont.

Most excellent.

The premiere episode is slated to hit on Halloween. Set your recorder.

Better keep on movin'. And with due speed.

Here's the trailer for the series:

And for good measure, here's NoMeansNo's "It's Catching Up."

(Photos and trailer via AintItCool.com.)

Wait 'til Martin comes.

August 18th, 2010 by
Hai. Wait 'til Martin comes.

"Shall we do it now?"

Uh-oh.

From Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark, written by Alvin Schwartz and with some of the most horrific art found anywhere created by Stephen Gammell:

Wait Till Martin Comes.

An old man was out walking when a storm came up, so he looked for a place to take shelter. Soon he came upon a rundown house. He ran up on the porch and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

By now the rain was pouring down, thunder was booming, and lightening was flashing. He tried the door, and when he found it unlocked, went in.

Except for a pile of wooden boxes, the house was empty. He broke up some boxes and made a nice fire. He soon fell asleep from the warmth it gave off. When he woke up a black cat was sitting near him. It stared at him for awhile, then began purring.

"That's a nice cat", he thought and dozed off again. When he opened his eyes, there was a second cat in the room. But this one was as big as a wolf! It looked at him very closely and it asked, "Shall we do it now?" "No", said the other cat. "Let's wait till Martin comes."

"I must be dreaming," thought the old man. He closed his eyes again. Then he took another look. But now there was a third cat in the room, and this one was as big as a tiger! It looked the old man over and asked, "Shall we do it now?" "No," said the others. "Let's wait till Martin comes."

Hearing that,the old man jumped up, jumped out the window and started running. "When Martin comes, you tell him I couldn't wait," he screamed!

(This one, of course, is for Jenny Jeen.)

Dr. Abominable vs. unsuspecting commuters.

July 28th, 2010 by

Trouble brewing:

Dr. Abominable is abominable.

Dr. Abominable is abominable.

There She Goes vs. Here She Comes.

July 22nd, 2010 by

There she goes:

There she goes.

Here she comes:

(Photo via allmylovingg.xanga.com. Videos via adultswim.com via Tim And Eric Awesome Show Great Job!)

Leave sharks alone.

June 28th, 2010 by

leave me alone

This wonderful print comes via Jay Ryan from his The Bird Machine company.

From his site:

leave me alone
approximately 18 x 24 inches, printed on french cover
seven screens used
edition of 130, signed

profits from the sale of this print will be sent to pangeaseed, a group working in tokyo to raise awareness of the cruelty of the practice of shark finning.

Ryan's artwork is consistently surprising, engaging, and pleasing. See more of it here on TheBirdMachine.com.

Besides awesome art, Ryan also makes awesome music. His dual bass guitar-wielding band Dianogah exudes the same sense of calm goodwill that his art does. Quite recommended.

Now, here is an epic interview done by a puppet with Mr. Ryan at the 2009 Pitchfork Music Festival in Chicago. The segment concludes with kids testing the theory of whether or not you can dance to Dianogah. Brilliant.