Showing posts with label Weird Tales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Weird Tales. Show all posts

Monday, May 19, 2025

The Weird Tale of Helmet Live on KEXP!!!

 
Helmet on KEXP! Thank you to Mr. Brown for sending this my way. Fantastic seeing Hamilton and his current band slice through a nice, tight set.
 


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Yesterday was K's birthday, so I planned for us to stay a night at the historic Belle Air Mansion, which was originally built in 1790 as a private residence and eventually opened to the public in its current restored state in 2019. Since moving to Tennessee in August of 2022, we haven't made it out to Nashville more than a dozen times. It's a city thriving with the wrong kind of consumerism, and other than pockets we've found here and there, not a place either one of us is very eager to frequent. One of those pockets is the area around Dashwood Vintage Market, a BOHO Vintage and Flora shop that captured her heart immediately upon entering. Nearby are several other Vintage shops, one that has a great Vinyl area (Jimbo's) and one (Rivival) that serves as the closest thing to an independent bookstore I've seen since moving here. There were places all over Nashville like this when I was first here in 2005, but in the long corridor between then and now, "Nash Vegas" became the call of the city, and strip malls, franchises and country-star-owned multiplex drinking venues have replaced a lot of the charm. Think of it as kind of a Microcosm/Macrocosm of our society - vulgarity replaced intellectualism long ago, and our current fearless leader seems intent on ensuring that is the only way forward for the States.

Anyway...

Belle Air Mansion is gorgeous. Pricey but located close to the aforementioned Vintage markets, we arrived at 3:00 PM and relaxed into our room, the rustic 1790 Hideaway. After a brief respite, we headed out to Dashwood, only to realize we missed its operating hours by about ten minutes. 

Drat! 

Upon entering Revival, I quickly located the Sci-Fi/Horror section and nearly keeled over when I saw original copies of Weird Tales 291 - 302, with a few missing in there. This is from the late 80s/early 90s period revival of the magazine, and while I only grabbed two of them that first night, we returned the next morning so I could correct that mistake and procure the rest. 


As a Lovecraft and Derleth fan from my early teenage years, I of course know what Weird Tales was, but while I inherently assumed there had been some revival iterations of the literary periodical, I had never seen any edition of the magazine in the wild. Seeing these, holding them in my hands and eventually reading through several stories and columns ("The Eyrie" - essentially the letters column; "The Den" - the review column), I was instantly strengthened by finding an item so intrinsically in tune with my nature, yet also completely crestfallen. Just typing the words 'literary periodical' above thrills me that such a thing ever could have existed. I have a mental and tactile record in my history of a world where a magazine like this could exist, where inside its pages you find multiple ads for other, completely independently run literary magazines available by subscription - the addresses listed for contact clearly the progenitor's home address - but we are so far past this in 2025, anyone who doesn't have the experiential knowledge of this era would surely never know or perhaps even believe it ever existed.

Issue 291 (Summer 1988) was the first I dove into. Featuring a spotlight on Tannith Lee (2 whole Novellas, or "Novelettes" as the editors refer to them) alongside stories by Ronald Anthony Cross, Morgan Llyewelyn, Nancy Springer, Brian Lumley, Harry Turtledove and Ken Wisman, this magazine is a veritable Feast of genre literature. Illustrated entirely by Stephen Fabian with verse by a wide range of authors, I'm absolutely in love with Weird Tales

Looking into the history of this revival, it seems the magazine continued unchanged until 1994 when it lost the use of the Weird Tales moniker and became Worlds of Fantasy & Horror - a fantastic name in its own right, but one that was ultimately lacking the, ugh, 'brand recognition' to continue forward with any real momentum. There have been subsequent iterations as well, but I'm limiting my focus - for the time being at least - to what I have, perfect when you consider the years of operation for this revival match up perfectly to when I would have read my first Lovecraft-related work, August Derleth's The Lurker on the Threshold.*

Something I never knew but discovered on the Weird Tales Wikipedia page is that in 1995, HBO licensed the name with the intention of producing a Tales From the Crypt-style anthology show that unfortunately never happened. With Directors like Tim Burton, Francis Ford Coppola and Oliver Stone attached, it really is a shame this did not line up with the revival because that might have sealed the deal insofar as cementing an audience.


* Motivated by Metallica and Iron Maiden's references to HPL, I found a copy of this in the old Record Swap that used to rule the Southwestern corner of Harlem and 159th in Tinley Park, IL. This was at a time before Borders had moved into Chicago's south suburbs, before the stand-alone mega structure B&N, when mall-based bookshops like Kroch's and Brentano's were really all I knew, and HPL was not carried there or in my local library. The edition, Carroll & Graff's 1988 mass market paperback, features HPL's name in text almost as large as the title, but nowhere on the cover does it mention the actual author, August Derleth, so for years I went on thinking this was Lovecraft's work. 




Playlist:

Butthole Surfers - Live at the Leather Fly
Henry Rollins and Mother Superior - Get Some Go Again Sessions
The Obsessed - Lunar Womb
Jóhann Jóhannsson - Mandy OST
The Tony Danza Tapdance Extravaganza - Danza III: The Alpha - The Omega
Deth Crux - Mutant Flesh
Soft Kill - An Open Door
Battle Tapes - Sweatshop Boys EP
SOD - Speak Spanish or Die
The Jeff Healey Band - Road House (The Lost Soundtrack)
Tangerine Dream - In Seach of Hades: The Virgin Recordings 1973 - 1979
Interpol - Antics
Helmet - Betty
The Thirsty Crows - Hangman's Noose
The Bengals - All Over the Place




Card:

From Jonathan Grimm's Hand of Doom Tarot, which you can buy HERE.


• Queen of Wands
• Page of Cups
• Ace of Wands

Female-inspired energy - "she can help you"- massive outpouring of power.

Spending K's birthday weekend with her, a lot of unfettered time that we don't normally get, and I'm feeling recharged. Also: "Dreams can become reality," as a notation in the grimoire, as well as, "Pay attention to your dreams." K and I both had a very early night last night and super strong dreams after our second sleep interval. Let's see what I dream tonight. Perhaps I can go back to writing them down. Always a power boost, that.

Saturday, February 9, 2013

New Laird Barron Collection in April

image courtesy of http://darkwolfsfantasyreviews.blogspot.com/
About two years while I was still at the bookstore, one of my regulars recommended Laird Barron's "Weird Fiction" to me. That's a flag phrase with me. You may have noticed I'm a bit of a Lovecraft fanatic and Weird Fiction is, along with authors such as Robert E. Howard and Clark Ashton Smith, a moniker most colloquially associated with ol' Howard Phillips . Also, there was something about the manner in which my customer described Barron's work - an immediacy and a sureness that imparted to me the idea that I would become a fanatic for this man's work as well.

I did.

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I began with The Imago Sequence and Other Stories. I read that so fast my freakin' head spun. It was a bit of work locating a copy, but in the interim of leaving the store and starting my new job some friends opened their own book store here in the Southbay, the-ever touted Bookfrog, and they were kind enough to order it for me (because they order everything and anything at request).

Next was Occultation, which came out shortly after finished Imago. Another anthology, Occultation was an even better, more consistant read. The infinitesimal tendrils of dread Barron had begun sowing through my heart in The Image Sequence were growing stronger in Occultation, and I was starting to get glimpses of the bigger picture behind the cracks and corners of his work.

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That picture came full on clear, complete with hideous gray eyes and wickedly aspiring teeth when The Croning was released some months later. Barron's debut novel The Croning is a deeply inspiring work that deftly examines the mundane yet terrifying aging process within the context of immortality, dark ritualistic aeons and things that go bump in the night. It is a fantastic first novel as both a stand alone entity and - what's more important to the fanatic in me - to the cosmic scope of the mythos Barron is creating.

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Like Lovecraft, Barron's tales are in a shared world or Universe and overlap in sometimes obvious (i.e. character swapping) sometimes nearly invisibile ways. Like the fabled Butterfly Effect one character may do something in one story and it will reach fruition in another. This is Lovecraft-esque without falling into the admittedly overdone trap of writing within Lovecraft's world. This is a very talented author using that as the template and saying, "Now how can I do this, but make it my own?"

For two or two hundred more stories, I'm in.