My College Radio Application

Dear mom and dad, I went to college from 1999-2003, where I lived, ate, breathed, and smoked college radio (WOBC-FM) all day every day. Then, with a year left, I dropped out to move to CA to work for a magazine. I worked there for the next eight years. Then I fell in love with [...]

Cursive

Another thing you’ll lose when you let newspapers die forever is reading the Sunday Times on a Monday night after two beers. (Substitution: if you’re an alcoholic in recovery, substitute two furious phonecalls to your ex-wife or whatever.) (I feel sympathy for alcoholics in recovery. I’ve had two beers. Stand up comedians don’t publish their [...]

suburban caffeine death fantasy

RICO: Sucks that we’re not allowed to complain anymore. PIMM: Me too. RICO:  Just to confirm: we decided that blogging is funny and ‘grand’ but that to write a sustained performance destined for ‘print’, like a novel or a book-length unstageable play, you have to “rose at 5:30 a.m. to write and often stayed up [...]

3/16/10

JESS: In last night’s dream someone talked about how a typeset page is rigidly ordered and composed, but still sometimes contains the smeariest formal derangements available to art. CLEM: Same as a rectangular canvas. This is all so obvious. This is 100-level. You think better when you’re awake. “Intellectual” dreams are rarely worth relating to [...]

Violent and original dreams

Will Self on JG Ballard in Granta 107: Ballard, the most outlandish of fictional imaginers, had always dug out his wellspring by the hearth, and remained the perfect exemplar of Magritte’s dictum: a bourgeois in his life, a revolutionary in his dreams. Another maxim, expressing a similar sentiment, is attributed to Flaubert. From his entry [...]

Nothing Lasts Forever

(via Mark Newgarden)

Lunch

One sheet of blotter acid One bale of 1960s-grade marijuana (far less potent than contemporary hip-hop marijuana, 1960s-grade mj allows one to smoke cheech&chong-size novelty joints and not get so stoned. contemporary marijuana you take one half of one puff and it is the equivalent of smoking the all-marijuana car from Up in Smoke) One [...]

Domo Corpusti

OCEAN: The black flag wavers for a fucking second, not safe for work, a grand glugging gets going and the waters of the world drain away. BUSTY CACTUS: They drain? Don’t you think they’d evaporate first? OCEAN: Naw. No. They drain. Through mine anus. Through mine geo-bio-tunnel. Which, I should add, can be quite sensitive. [...]

The New Dark Ages

Very important: vote for NUMBER 6 (via Rooooooooooos) This is a fun, flirty, quasi-Bassistian interview with Friar Br. Styxxxxxx. Someone needs to make Br. Bxx some “new websites” ASAP. And I’m NOT talking about “this kinda website” Last night I watched ep. 1-2 of Twin Peaks for the FIRST TIME. I smoked a tiny amount [...]

Paraffin Wax

Hey gang, Just found out this week that a Real Dude and a Mountain to Sound found out about this website, which totally fucking sprayed me in the face with self-consciousness such that now I have to lay another chilling-effected QuiltJammer over the (wh)ole enterprise for a few months until things cool down. Countdown to [...]