Friday, July 9, 2010

a place of extremes

If one were to observe only casually, or perhaps not even at all, one would likely not notice that she is, in fact, me. All pride is (finally!) lost in being dead and disposed of. And amid the putrid-organic decay, in the fetid ooze of matted hair, runny garbage and disease, new life emerges. Resistant life.

Nominated by Castleheads for best-supporting cast last night were Sensible Nectar + Gaybomb, Black Stepdad, the new Merzbow split LP on Chrome Peeler, the great city of Vancouver, cats, Raven's The Murder Sessions, and Hoor-paar-Kraat (coming to the Castle 7/30!)

She is me is beautiful even in death. The tender flesh of her arm, the gentle bumps of her chin bone, and the way her open eyes—now married to the void—bring out the teal in her dress. Rose's final indignity / divinity will take you, with a single click, to the audio archive and playlist of last night's horrorcast.

Thanks to everyone who tuned in last night and commented live. Many of you, were I to judge by the uh, loosened nature of your remarks, seemed more trashed even than the DJ, and that's saying something.

Next week --- C. Lavender LIVE!!!

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