In a Glenn Branca mood. Then again, when am I not?
This is the piece John Cage hated, essentially calling it “fascist.”
No Wave Michael Jackson covers.
You can’t mess with this.
The whole video’s interesting, but at 37:29, there’s a rare video of Theoretical Girls playing Glazened Idols live.
Where on EARTH would I be able to find the DVD that has that on it?
Arto Lindsay has a really nice voice when he wants to have one.
It’s practically impossible to think this is the same guy that was the frontman in DNA.
Found a limited edition CD (500 copies only) of this band in a New York record shop. Never heard of them prior to seeing the CD and info about them on the web’s hard to come by. Figured it’d be a nice souvenir from NY, seeing how the cover’s by Keith Haring.
Turns out it’s a funky all-girl band who were part of the No Wave scene. Best…souvenir…ever.
This song should explain why I’m on a huge Glenn Branca kick right now.
It’s one of the prettiest and most terrifying examples of what a conventional “rock band” line up can do.
LISTEN TO ALL 12 MINUTES.
I have a constant back and forth about whether I would want to date Lydia Lunch or not.
And then I have the thought, “Well, would you like it if she put a knife to your neck?”
I’m still undecided.
RUTHLESS.
By the way, I don’t know if you can tell, but I have something of a crush on the NY underground scene of the late 70s/early 80s.
Oh?
What’s that?
More obscure, shitty YouTube videos of bands no one cares about anymore, you say?
YOU FUCKING GOT IT.
