Showing posts with label Pornsak Pichetshote. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pornsak Pichetshote. Show all posts

Thursday, April 27, 2023

New Music from PJ Harvey!!!

 

From the forthcoming album I Inside the Old Year Dying, out July 7th on Partisan Records. Pre-order HERE

It's been a minute since we've had new music from Polly Jean. I listened to this multiple times in a row when it popped up in my feed last night, and each time the song opened a little bit more, like some dark, grueling flower. I love her music so much - no one else does to my brain and nervous system what Ms. Harvey does. There feels like a growing history in her work, as though each new record contains the sum total of everything that's come before, and I'm eager to hear this entire album.




Watch:

Neon dropped the trailer to It Lives Inside yesterday:

 

I only needed to watch the first thirty seconds or so to know I was in. Trailers are beginning to be the bane of my existence. Exaggeration? Yes. Of course, but seriously, I can only imagine how much more I would have enjoyed Lee Cronin's Evil Dead Rise had I not been forced to sit through the trailer before every movie I have seen in the theatre since January. So many moments that might have won me over fell flat, so I'm taking action and abstaining from trailers altogether. I'll still post here, but that's it. 

Caveat: I'll still watch trailers for Marvel stuff because that tends to be all I watch of those anymore. It's with Horror films especially, I'm slamming the door. 

Back to the flick - bringing in Indian folklore is such an awesome thing. I've been thinking a lot about Remi Weekes's 2020 film His House and Pornsak Pichetshote's graphic novel Infidel - both use other cultures as jumping-off points and both rank among the most effective Horror stories I've experienced in years. It Lives Inside looks as though it will further explore bringing Horror from other cultures to viewers, and that's a lot more interesting than, well, just the same old Deadites over and over (sorry Evil Dead Rise - I'm your friend but I'm not sure I'd sleep with you).
 


NCBD Addendum:

Just have to report back that Sins of Sinister: Dominion completely sh*t the bed. Not impressed; possibly the worst X-Event book wrap-up since the late 90s. 


The logistics of 'solving' the set-up of a timeline gone 1000+ years into the future under the widespread genetic influence of a narcissistic madman like Nathaniel Essex was so jumbled and non-specific, it felt rushed and loose in its storytelling and logistics. I would wager that the story ended up becoming so dense that it would have taken another three issues at least to actually write their way out of this; instead, we fall back on that annoying, "Quick, use your power in conjunction with mine and we can stop this." I'm exaggerating, but not entirely. Also, while I dig Mother Righteous and Rasputin IV, this series ends up feeling as though its sole purpose was to move them into the present-day cast, another annoying X-Trope I've personally had enough of for one lifetime. I know, I know - then stop reading! Well, I enjoyed more of this series and the Immortal/Red than I haven't, so this isn't so much a swearing-off as it is a "WHY?"

There were, however, a few genuinely cool set-ups in this issue, the biggest being the question of who is the Dominion if the 1000+ Sinister isn't? My guess is there's a Sinister who already retrieved his Moira engine and reset the timeline, making his (or her) way into the higher dimensional plane. Also, good to get Moira back into the action, though if she'll stay front and center or tuck back into the shadows is anyone's guess. I'm guessing the line, "This is my story" suggests the former.




Playlist:

Dorthia Cottrell - Eponymous
Dorthia Cottrell - Death Folk Country
Deafheaven - Ordinary Corrupt Human Love
Holy Serpent - Endless
Windhand - Split EP
Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats - Wasteland
Spotlights - Love & Decay
Lustmord - Dark Matter
Sleep - Sleep's Holy Mountain
            


Card:

From Jonathan Grimm's Bound Tarot, which you can buy HERE.

 

 Going to do this a bit differently today:

• King (AKA Prince in Thoth) of Cups - Sephirothic Association is Tipareth, always my shining star on the Tree of Life. This is the Airy aspect of water or where the Sword and Cup meet. Like sex, a joining of two halves to make a whole. Emotional depths must be honed by intellect

• The Emperor - Rules, albeit not malevolent ones, they're also brutal in their pragmatism. Nature. This infers strength, decisiveness to the point of instinct, and high energy.

• Seven of Swords - In Thoth, Futility. Overwhelming decisions that we see the two cards above prompt for a swift resolution. Difficult or not, to carry on we must make decisions quickly and continue our course.

I actually think this is meant as advice for a friend more than for me. Life is difficult, even the smallest decision can overwhelm, let alone the big, life-changing difficult ones. Employ the swift and brutal energy of nature, roll with the punches. You won't come out unscathed, but you will come out, heal, and carry on, that much stronger. 



Monday, March 25, 2019

2019: March 25th



I am loving the new Finn Andrews' record One Piece at a Time. Another album that is perfect all the way through. Currently, this is my favorite song, although I suppose that may change as on an album this strong, all ten tracks will most likely cycle through as a favorite at some point.

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My friend Jesus gifted me a copy of Pornsak Pichetshote and Aaron Campbell's Infidel, and after only  a few pages in, I can attest that all the great things I've read online are 100% accurate. Described as, "A haunted house for the 21st Century, Infidel follows an American Muslim woman and her multiracial neighbors who move into a building haunted by entities that feed off xenophobia." Amazing, high concept, right? Well, so far the execution is tense to say the least, and Campbell's art is ridiculous it's so fantastic. Here's a sample:


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Finally watched Ryan Gosling's 2014 debut as Writer/Director Lost River. Wow. I was a little tired through the beginning, blinking out in micronaps, and I thought that might affect my experience, but it did not. Reminiscent of Harmony Korine's Gummo meets David Lynch's Straight Story, Lost River's third act pretty much forever endeared the movie to me. The imagery Gosling puts on screen is breathtaking, and Johnny Jewel's OST is perfect.

Oh, and Ben Mendelsohn and Matt Smith are fantastic as two very different varieties of heavies.



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Playlist from 3/24:

Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats - Bloodlust

Card of the day:


Lots of Earthly concerns, because I've not been as vigilant as I need to be with money. It's very easy to slip, with all of these wonderful boutique companies out there servicing fans of everything from David Lynch to any comic book you've ever read. To move forward, sometimes we have to let ourselves take a few steps back. Does that make sense, or am I mixing metaphors and scenarios? It's early, off to work.