Thursday, November 17, 2016

you're dead, but so what?

this link is now dead, but here are some screenshots:

as can be seen, I have been vocal about this for years. it is mildly surprising that this is and has not been mentioned much publically. it is possible that I can be scolded for not having mentioned this earlier, but that would only be done by people who have not listened. rather like the Jimmy Saville, Gary Glitter or Rolf Harris 'revelations', nobody would believe it, but everyone knew.

these people are dead. I knew both of them, reasonably well, but before they became the entity they call Coil.

the people that knew them have never spoken out, and for this, they should feel shame. I was always greeted with incredulity, and always with the adjunction that I wasn't part of their little clique, so I couldn't possibly know. but I did.

no, I have never been a 'joiner.' not ever to such a patently corrupt and disgrace to humanity as these people. forget any of the sounds that these people produced. they deserve no excuses. perversion stems from a total impropriation and neglect of basic human values, and as such, is worthy of pity and treatment. these unfortunate individuals had access to nobody that would call them out; in Sleazy's case, he was simply too rich and powerful, and in Geff/Jhon/whatever's case, he was a mess.

and they are not the only ones. the whole history of the 'industrial movement' is littered with such basket cases, and the real culprits are yet to be outed.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016



Wednesday, October 12, 2016

scar on wrist not shown.

photograph by Tom Benson (R.I.P.) in Göteborg, Sweden, ca. 1990-1991. a book of his splendid photos will be published by Carl Abrahamsson very soon.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

you have it all wrong.

to the various and small number of people that objected to my obituary of Zbigniew "Spieshek" Karkowski, please re-read what I wrote, and then look at these photos from Seattle, the 30th of December 1990, when we were on tour with Phauss, Johan Söderberg, Ulf Bilting (for part of it), Annika von Hausswolff and mice elf. these were taken by one Arthur S. Aubry, and efforts to locate him electronically have failed. I hope that his talented and compassionate heart will forgive me for publishing these without his consent. his method was one of an old Polaroid camera - the film was exposed for about a minute under bright lights (hence the weird eyes) and then heavily pressed onto thick 'real' paper. (these prints are for sale)

obviously, I did not hate him. have a look at the interview he did that was sneakily and dishonourably released on video after we played in Dallas Texas ("we're making a student film; can we interview you? it won't be released...") and see and hear what he says about me. 180° my dears.

anyway, beautiful photos, I think.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

not a quitter.

"Masturbatorium" still actively transforming things, via the incredible agencies of Annie Sprinkle  & Beth Stephens. may they all live forever.

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

both, and.

"One of the major limitations of the judgement system is that it is reactive rather than proactive. This means that you criticise ideas rather than create them. The generative capacity is very low. It is restricted to thesis/antithesis/synthesis, which is only a tiny fraction of the creative potential in any situation.

The waiting boxes are standard, fixed and stereotyped. This means that we see things in a somewhat rigid and fixed way. While this may make for convenience, it does not make for the most appropriate action. The element of exploration is very restricted. It is restricted to which boxes are relevant and which of these is to be used. 

Complex situations are oversimplified and forced into standard boxes which  simply ignore certain factors. 

We are forced to look at the world with the perceptions, concepts and language which was set down in previous times. Our experience has been frozen, fixed and fossilised into existing boxes. Yet there is an absolute mathematical need to change these boxes. We cannot do this, because as soon as we step outside the established boxes then the traditionalists point out the error. So the traditional thinking method is excellent at defending and preserving its inadequacies - because it claims to have set the rules of the game: Use these standard boxes."

Edward de Bono, "Parallel Thinking"

Monday, September 19, 2016

talk about destruction II

today, to some eyes, this piece of electrical equipment may look old (which it is) and primitive (which it is not) compared to the honking and bleeping items used currently in almost all walks of life to do everything and then some more. it is, in fact, the Tascam PE-20 Parametric Equaliser. not even a sexy name. and somewhat misleading as it is not, in technical terms, truly parametric, but semi-parametric. this is completely unimportant but included for those souls more interested in the niceties than myself.

that out of the way, why am I parading this item before your esteemed glazzies? several reasons, gentle reader.

this piece of 'stuff' has been the one constant item in the arsenal of sound discombobulating mechanisms used on Hafler Trio recordings almost since that entities' inception, so make that roughly 34 years, give or take. every time it was turned on, it worked instantly; no rebooting or tweaking necessary. it did basically one thing four times in the same unit, and did it perfectly. it was intended as part of a set of units that pieced together with noise reduction units and a multi-track and a mixer. I had been wrongly accused of stealing money when I worked for a time at Virgin Records in Eldon Square in Newcastle, and I was paid off, after having worked for a few weeks after being accused and the matter being dealt with to show my innocence. with the money I received, I bought what I could afford: a TEAC A-3440 4-track reel-to-reel tape recorder (donated a few years ago to the music academy in Riga, Latvia), a switcher box which took the four outputs of that machine and turned them into two, it being possible to assign any channel to either left, right or centre of a stereo output which then went into a cassette machine, and the present object of examination. this was used back and forth in the signal chain as 'bounces' were done, and on final recordings. this, for years, was all I had, apart from a second-hand Revox A77 stereo reel-to-reel tape recorder which was bought from the modest proceeds of the first Hafler Trio LP. I had no mixer, no effects; nothing of this sort. panning a track over the stereo picture meant duplicating a track, assigning one channel to left, another to the right, and manually raising the volume of one as that of the other was decreased. Chris Watson had access to equipment of his own and that which he borrowed from Tyne Tees Television where he worked at the time. the rest was all done with the aforementioned equipment and blatant misuse of anything else that could be purloined or press-ganged into service or perverted for 'interesting sounding' ends. very, very occasionally, we rented equipment. one occasion was when we obtained for a huge sum of money for two days a Quantec Room Simulator, which had just been used, we learned, for the sleigh bells on Wham's evergreen seasonal ditty, "Last Christmas." every time I hear that particular record being played in a supermarket or similar, I cannot help but think of this and that there are often unexpected and peculiar links under the surface of appearances.

and now, this faithful stalwart has gone, destroyed in the dampness of a basement in the middle of nowhere in Latvia. I pay homage to this 'lifeless' item, and am reminded of practices I encountered and carried out dealing with the life of so-called "inert" matter. this was in the order of a friend, this 'thing', and it never, ever let me down. it lies here, reeking of mould, with the inner workings coated with residue and dampness: speaking to another time, another period with so many things that are different not just in my silly life, but it just about everyone's life. it speaks to me of a simplicity and quality that seems to be if not gone, then doing a very great job of assuming invisibility in the present-day world.

it is not in the actuality of the physical loss that I wish to call attention to; things change, things are born and die. what I am reflecting on - and by extension hope that you, too, will reflect on this - is that impermanence is one thing, but the violence of willful neglect and the refusal to take responsibility for it is another. conscience is a very hard thing, and demands the best of everyone that possesses it, that is touched by it.

should anyone reading this, by any chance, know of any of the creators of this box, then please tell them that they served me in my life immeasurably, and I thank them from the very bottom of my heart.


rather incredibly or no, some people did not believe some of this post. here is evidence:

the sacred cassette machine of Nezebul, as foretold in the book of Noodle.

the hallowed and forever worshipped switcher box of Ozmaiathon.

Monday, September 12, 2016

talk about destruction.

I had to leave my appalling situation for another one. the result of living in truly truly horrible conditions. this is 2 years of neglect, fostered by someone who has no conception of 'value' .

initial examination

hard disks with h3o projects now never to be completed.

all my Gurdjieff/4th Way books, and 1st edition of  "The Secret Life of Salvador Dali."

my collection 12" h3o LPs.

more h3o LP's

unpublished script of "Naked Lunch" by Brion Gysin

the 'storage' was paid for, of course. the owner of the space accepts no responsibility.

these are obviously in terrible condition, but some of them are the last copies available. I am open to offers, and will send them free of cost apart from the shipping, which will be not light. these are my personal copies, which were intended for my children, should they ever talk to me. it is more painful to have these damaged goods than to have them totally disappear.

Monday, August 1, 2016

escaping the lab.

It is a pathetic condition of man, and especially of modern Western man, that he is so much a slave of his own feelings. He has not learnt anything in childhood, and at no other time is he taught, and it has never been suggested to him that it is possible for him to be other than a slave to his own states and moods. To become convinced that this slavery is not necessary is a real revolution in one's own inner understanding and one's attitude towards oneself. It is a revolution because we are not only accustomed to being in this state of slavery but we are accustomed to justify it, even to believe that it is quite right and proper that we should be offended, that we should be touchy, that we should be what we call sensitive in our dealings with people, and so on. How much of our conversations, of our interests and so on are all kept in motion by this slavish condition inside ourselves!

J.G.Bennett, "how We Do Things," pg.29-30

Sunday, April 3, 2016

can't stop it.

we bow, hail, and edit.
should be relatively self-explanatory. trumpets and mad street celebrations to be supplied by the reader.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

sadly, another reason.

your friend and humble narrator has been asked on many an occasion why it is that there are no more Hafler Trio recordings being made available. today, as I blearily gaze into the subcutaneous cesspit some used to call "The Information Superhighway," I am informed that a company I used to deal with is presenting a product which is a re-release on DVD of the 1989 release of Brion Gysin's Dreamachine and audio-visual material relating to it.

this project was under development for many years, plagued by equipment malfunctions and breakdowns, logistical hurdles and obstacles, and was finally brought into reasonable shape - with the exception of a few minor problems. at which point, the company brought in "an expert," whose attitude and knowledge were not that as advertised on the outside of the tin.

this release was to be the summation and conclusion of a huge body of effort from long ago, as well as the final laying to rest of a promise and act of fulfilment of duty to Brion Gysin himself. at which point, negotiations broke down, until such times as this person was taken off the project, and it was allowed to be done in the way that expressly been outlined, the project was on hold.

as of today, it can be seen that such wishes are not honored, and I firmly commend all who read this to understand that I do not support, condone or authorise in any way this release, which is advertised for sale, with erroneous information such as that the Dreamachine is functional with such a size and pattern on a record player at 45RPM. it isn't, and this shows how much care - or lack of it - has been put into the handling of this project by the company. such a fundamental error should give any prospective purchaser pause for thought. long pause for thought, hopefully.

so the question often asked of my as to the lack of releases: look no further than this, to me, very unhappy occurrence.

Thursday, March 10, 2016

bloody-minded or persistent? you decide.

Ladies and Men - we proudly present our item concerning Gustaf Broms for your delectation and consideration:

full item coming soon.