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Credits for everything can be easily provided if anyone wants. But I kind of like it like this. Mysterious. Carry on.
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We wrote,
Beats of the body / Pulses of Time
A ritual, a soundtrack, a conjuring of the forces within, bone and blood, stronger than any god, the revelation that you are the god, the seed, the spear, the arrow through generations.
More Later. If you are reading this, Welcome to 2021!
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Edited to add: A little inelegant, dropping the entire tweet in there, but as long as the little gif film runs and the links work, we are happy. Bear with us as we still give the block editor and new format a shakeout drive.
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Went looking to see if there was a band called SABBATUM and found these dopes. With the opening blare of the “dirty organ,” I burst out laughing, but not with displeasure! “Ok, let’s go worship at the altar of Ozzy by way of Deep Purple for 45 minutes, let’s do this.” It was nice!
Things have been crazy at The Lab. More later, maybe. Hope you are all well and tightly wrapped, my pretties.
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Oh he is pissed. On the set of DRACULA 1972 AD.
Good evening Doomtroopers.
Photo via @HorrorHammer1
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I always loved this panel, ever since I was a child. Really. I was like, eight. I had a 33rpm audio version of the FF’s 1st issue, and it contained a hard copy reprint. Does anyone else remember this? After I post this (dark) August installment, I will track it down…
Zappa and King Kirby.
Kurosawa on the set of KEGEMUSHA 1980.
David Lynch & Isabella Rossellini (Helmut Newton, 1988)
The Japanese Goths will have their revenge…
More to come.
August.
Yes it’s August, and yes it’s hot. The Moon bloomed but now fades, the West Coast is on fire, Breonna Taylor’s killers are still walking around, and the universe just ended for a mother and a stepfather in Wilson, North Carolina…
Pausing here. More to come. Tonight. If I’m not writing, not designing, jesus, I might as well blog. You know, for my legion of fans. More on August, and more of red hot Fi, above, soon.
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And I am back. But not for long. Because I’m starving to death. so, quickly, Red Hot and Glorious Fi.
Credits: Fi Stevens, her photo © Restrained Elegance, burning hills © Getty / Tyson Paul, Moon © Grayson Hall. Assembled by The Creep.
More to come.
From two days ago, when her shit hit the fan.
Damn! Dunno about facebook, but she’s up and, um, PREACHING on twitter. Brave masochistic souls may follow the epic flame-out to come here. I’ll be there. Oh yes. Maybe I’ll offer her guidance! That’s probably a very bad idea. I’ll just sit and listen. Will report back. PS: Am I evil?
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New WYRD DAZE
Leigh Wright and crew have done it again! The new issue is great, featuring HOOKLAND and MARIA STRUTZ. Get it here. PDF version recommended.
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More?
Maybe later, well see. Right now I’m melting at my desk. 91° in the Drax Chamber. First world problems. I have a toilet. And running water.
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via @monicabyrne13 on twitter.
Sorry for the spotty service. Just busy, and tired/lazy upon return from the day job. Growing old ain’t for wimps!
Some recent video picks. First, and to be filed under “Films I knew About But Never Actually Saw,” the few that rated our very effusive thumbs up…
Kronos was great fun, an early 70s pop occult masterpiece. One of the last gasps of Hammer. Yes it’s goofy but not obnoxiously so. Also, CAROLINE MUNRO. Highly recommended.
Our education of John Ford continues. What an incredible film experience, and we watched it on our damn iPhone, my god. Yes we were surprised by the tacked-on rah-rah bit at the end, which comes close to crippling an otherwise flawless movie, but fuck it, it was 1940, people needed that shit. Ma Toad’s speech at the end isn’t one of consolation, certainly not self-congratulation, but a goddamn cry to battle, to keep on. Anyway. Thumbs up.
Some not so wonderful films, which we simply didn’t like or turned off include Barbarella, Frankenstein and the Creature from Hell, Count Dracula, um, others.
We really don’t know what to think about HUNTERS.
Is it supposed to be funny and cool yet taken seriously? It’s failing on all three injectors. We will give it one more shot (ep3), but HUNTERS is on thin ice. Just like all of us!
RIP John Saxon
Somebody beat us to it, and we’re paraphrasing, “Saxon’s eyebrows were often the best thing in many bad movies.” Thinking of lost friends today.
All for now. Be good, stay safe.
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