Finally got new Wormwood photos up (the show was July 7). They’re arranged in a more linear (or would that be circular?) photo album, with thanks to Dan for giving a shove in the right direction. Took me the better part of this fine afternoon figuring it through—will take additional tweaking does it keep. Today…
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warmer
It’s been over a month since my last update. I would love to regale all with tales of fantastica, but not much of celebratory or even noteworthy note’s been going on. Joy’s concrete but diffuse and too tied to the dark too deep, especially when I’m out of it. Saturday morning I got up at…
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fake shows
Dan will be throwing down some noise tomorrow night—Monday the 24th—at Old Broadway, located at 22 Broadway in downtown Fargo. You should go because I can’t. Also playing is Kurt Schultz of Minneapolis and St. Vitas. On June 5, check out: chip off the old block presented by grindthieves, international and saboingaden productions, featuring curtis…
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not safe for humans
i swore i wouldn’t watch it. the moment i heard it happened, i swore i didn’t want to see. it was linked from a friend’s site. “not safe for work, life, humans” is all it said, and curiosity clicked. when the media player stalled at the opening, i knew immediately this is it but only…
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gother than thou
Persuaded by my roommate and giving into my own morbid(curios)ity, I attended the First Annual Goth Prom at the Saloon. “First Annual” anything makes me giggle, goth makes me grin, and prom makes me run screaming in the other direction. Throw into the mix early next morning uppage for work, obligatory “dress up” including eye-punch…
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deepsicks? meet mozilla!
My Internet Explorer has been hijacked by some crap bogus-link search engine that continually changes my homepage. I’ve tried the virus software and ad-aware scans, the search-and-destroy bots, shredders and manual key registry adjustments. Nothing works—nothing. So instead of fighting the damn thing, I downloaded the open-source browser Mozilla. I’m getting the hang of it.…
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whisper revisited
I’ve added some photos from the Whisper in the Noise show last Thursday at the 7th Street. The show was spectacular once again, and many props/hugs/high fives to Danno who drove feverish miles to accompany me. I like it when my friends like the things I like. I replaced the berloody I Killed My Internet…
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a whisper in the noise
Yes, I am supposed to be dead. I am trying. It is hard. But diplomacy and passion drive me to encourage all to check out A Whisper in the Noise. This past Thursday I attended their CD release show at the Triple Rock. In collaboration with Duluth-based experimental guitar noise band If Thousands, AWitN unveiled…
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goodbye, cruel worldwideweb
A couple mornings ago I noticed an .mpg all conspicuous-like on my server; it was uploaded by Dan, who shares this space, and how precious the weirdness that waited upon discovery of the Scar Strangled Banter (the film has been moved to another server—see news item above). The bizarre brainchild of Brandon Marback, SSB combines…
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fake fake fake
About a year ago I attended the First Annual Fargo Winter Carnivale and danced all crazy-like before the stage, blown away by Fakeproject. After a series of emails, trials, errors and significant loads of mutual respect and awe, a year later—last weekend—I found myself on the stage performing with Fake (aka Dan Reetz). Yeah. Wow.…
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go look at other stuff
I haven’t a whole lot to say for myself, so I’ll just send y’all to a bunch of other places. Much of this is old news, and it’s not even my news, but it interests me. It also travels the web with a quickness, and I hate to recycle it unnecessarily (imagining that at least…
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happy new year
I don’t make resolutions, I make demands, and I want to get what I want. I want a job I care about that’s not in a suburb, I want to return to Uptown slash “that feeling,” and I want to ride a bike everywhere I need and would care to go. Yesterday I saw the…
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yesterday’s future
Happy Solstice and otherwise Holledays aka Annual Gift Giving and Family Time. I get a big five days in Fargo. Should be wonderful and much too quick. After months of trial-and-error total failure, I’ve finally found an easy-to-use and cool-looking comment feature from haloscan to add to the news items, taking my rants and shouts-outs…
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cult = me
New photos of Wormwood have been added to archimago, taken from their December 2 appearance at the Uptown Bar and Cafe. I experimented with some different in-camera effects, including black and white which turned out schnazzy and the polarization filter which sucks and will never happen again, I promise. I love the light-streaky mystery, but…
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tuning out, turning in
And how was your day? and how was your day? and how was your day at every moment step stop of the way could be doing anything, so I decided I would. Stop writing about writing, talking about talking, dreaming about dreaming. Now I do about doing. I am on sabbatical, become every bit as…
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like any
Check out some cool Halloween shots in the newly updated archimago. The Hallowed Eve proper I became a Day of the Dead meets Misfits Fiend Hardcore Kid, an old costume revived in a panic of zero inspiration and the desire to be a badass yet… understated. I think it went well. I attended a party…
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happy hallows, saints, souls, and me!
For Halloween my brother Bear, aged eleven almost twelve, will to be a Death Angel, the dearheart, complete with e v i l. Below is a photo of me and my best shot at Jim from 28 Days Later. Just couldn’t shave my head or justify buying a one-time use wig (and I didn’t even…
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r.i.p. x.o.
Next Tuesday the 28th, Prefuse 73 plays at the 400 Bar. Shortly over a year ago, I vowed never to return to that venue—humid, smoky, and insufferably jammed—where I witnessed one of the musicians I admired the most make an ass of himself and a fool of me. I don’t know whether he was drunk…
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catching up
Sometime in 2000 Fargo-friend Luke asked if I went to the Marilyn Manson concert. I probably snickered. I remember being curious but not enough to pay to stand in one spot at the seats-only venue, especially without being a fan. I would’ve been bored. Probably would’ve broken something. “You missed out,” Luke told me, and…
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the therebefore
Friday after work I drove to Fargo doubting, was I doing the right thing? hanging onto seven years that hang and hold me. One of the very few things that happened that happened in The Teaching Emotion is that a nobody band named AFI played in a basement in West Fargo, North Dakota, September 27,…