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Excerpt: Drone Errant has released a Pigeon Religion Cassette, recorded and butchered at Yobs by me, Gerald Biggs. Within the first 3 minutes of recording, I threw up a mixture of Sriracha and Tecate in my mouth. By the end of it, one of my bar stools had snapped in half. One of their friends appeared to be using the remaining portion as a suppository. This is what I get for unlocking my door… PIGEON RELIGION – “WARM INSIDES” CS Resurfacing their burnt scalps for a cassette release, Arizona’s Pigeon Religion offer up two new tracks of fuzzed out “punk” from their confused,…
December 4th, 2009 Posted in Prose | No Comments »
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Excerpt: Nixed the mp3 players. Enjoy the free downloads. More skype updates later this week. Hoping for new recordings and an updated “how-to jam with Skype.” In case you don’t want to read a long article – the basic rundown is you will always experience some type of latency from the audio interface, to your internet connection, and so on. Hungry Locust Broadcast Composite is a roughly finished mix where Holy Zoo’s recording was synced and layered with Filthy Grin’s, each side is panned slightly. It’s headphone music. We are going to test some different programs out there for a basic review….
November 30th, 2009 Posted in Prose | No Comments »
House Show Venues in Phoenix, Ideas about how to do them was written about being involved in doing house shows specifically around Phoenix and Tempe. It’s unfinished, but I’m impatient. Publishing prematurely will push me to finish it timely.
November 10th, 2009 Posted in Prose | No Comments »
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Excerpt: Drifting through Phoenix on rail. An overweight lady sleeps on the bed of her cheeks, mickey mouse sweater faces me. Middlemen congregate to check their watches against each others’, shifting in disagreement with their prostates. I ask them for the time, they write it down on a sheet and charge me a dollar with no refunds. I have 15 cents, so they tell me it’s 10 seconds. At home, listening to a girl scream at her worried dog barking at the gate. The dog ain’t cute now so chill the fuck out, she’s curdling milk in the curls of…
October 24th, 2009 Posted in Prose | No Comments »
Our article attempts to explain our reasons for choosing Skype for playing music online. We briefly and inaccurately slander all other methods of jamming online, and sloppily discuss how “we” do it. The article will sober up and improve with time, an egg sandwich, and guilt. Note: This will be part 1 of a multiple attempt exploration at online collaboration for music. Other attempts will discuss different hardware and software (such as JackPilot).
September 28th, 2009 Posted in Prose | No Comments »
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Excerpt: I am attempting to post writing and notes, live recordings from the tour with Stephen Steinbrink, Hell Kite, and Glochids. On the tour, my condition worsened dramatically. I can barely type or write on paper. I’ve been struggling for days to try and finish at least the Detroit leg of our trip. I’m at loss, for the larger body of work. I will soon switch to recording and posting mp3s of my writing. My posts might come much slower simply because my writing will be, what I say. If people can volunteer to help transcribe the mp3s I’d be grateful, and…
July 3rd, 2009 Posted in Prose | No Comments »
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Excerpt: We head to Detriot in an undersized Scion filled with parlor tricks, noisemakers, cereal and dirty socks. Stephen Steinbrink, Ann as Hell Kite, and Glochids as James, are on the Midwest half of their tour. They picked me up from my parent’s home in Kentucky, trying to work up some money for food and rent back in Arizona. I was on my third ear infection, turns out I’m allergic to my birthplace. To justify my tall frame squeezed in this car, I’ve designated myself as an archivist to record their shows at various DIY or all age venues across this…
July 3rd, 2009 Posted in Prose | No Comments »
Pasta jazz Street Recordings in Louisville Recorded at Ray’s Monkey House, rotating jazz band. First clip is a random duo on the street where motorcycle mama’s were exchanging gas from the intestines of their harley’s. Random sex offers and telephone numbers, while kids push their acoustic guitars in the faces of meandering families. Read the rest of this entry »
May 23rd, 2009 Posted in Music, Prose, Street Recordings | 1 Comment »
Tags: gypsy, louisville music, midwest, Street Recordings
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Excerpt: Perfumed issues on Mill grease their way across the intersection, junkies look past them with fossilized erections. ‘Know a place for clean needles?” I told em to rub with a diabetic, they laughed until their ribs played against each other like windchimes. Mother was carrying her daughter, the son was looking a me wide eyed. I wondered how much of his life he’d remember me and the guy walking up and down the sidewalk talking about his jail rep and the dealer, “I just got one in between my knuckles so I snort the fucking shit man.” Girl in small bus…
March 3rd, 2009 Posted in Prose | No Comments »
Tags: phoenix