THOUGHTS
I have not watched Angelicism’s movie and have no intention of doing so. I don’t care about a two-hour video collage of TikTok screen grabs. Please stop asking me what I think of it.
Yesterday was the 4th of July. Went surfing and got tanned until we got rained out. Then Alex Bienstock and Zac Davis came over and, along with wifey, we got high and lit off budget fireworks in the middle of the street while giggling and making videos. Good times.
BASED SAFETY
Greh, Tara and Mike host a real titan of European power electronics on their Noisextra program: Survival Unit and Alfarmania mastermind Kristian Olsson joins to discuss his very long and little documented career for over two hours. I just saw Kristian open up for Cult of Youth and was blown away. Very little power electronics or electronic noise artists achieve that level of psychedelia, but god damn it the white boy had me hallucinating behind my fucking eyelids (sure, I was on an edible, but I take one every day so I don’t think that was it.) Writer Jack Skelley, whose novel The Complete Fear of Kathy Acker was just released by Semiotext(e), joins my once publisher Hyperidean Press’s The Empyrean Path podcast to talk about the book with my friend Lydia. And since this paragraph seems to be dedicated to edgy Generation X artists, I wanted to put forth this couple years old essay by the great Jim Goad eviscerating the biggest faggot in America – Steve Albini: “My only task here is to point out how startlingly unoriginal, deeply illogical, nakedly hypocritical, and nauseatingly sanctimonious his extended bout of public self-flagellation has been.”
Friend of SP and visual artist Sven Loven speaks to Sean Tatol of the Manhattan Art Review about his recent Dimes Square historicizing exhibition at No Gallery. On the politics front, Christian Parenti makes inquiry into the risky strategy of avoidance that the Biden 2024 campaign has settled with, but ultimately he’ll by stealing another election so it doesn’t matter that much, now does it? My favorite right wing chud of the UFC, Sean Strickland, is once again in the top 10 of the league’s middle weight division after utterly dissolving Abus Magomedov’s defenses and clobbering him for the knock in the second round. To celebrate, Strickland is interviewed by the comically hot fight commentator Nina Marie Daniele, which he admits to taking due to her large Instagram presence and big titties. Can’t fault the man for that!
More news for the HBO adaptation of Bret Ellis’ The Shards: Italian auteur Luca Guadagnino is announced as the show’s sole director! So, if you were worried that HBO might cut some of Ellis’ hyper detailed scenes of teen on teen (and old man on teen) pornographic sex, have no fear! Guadagnino is sure to have us all uncomfortably cooming to actors way too young for us. Cinematographer and filmmaker Sean Price Williams, enjoying the hype directed at his feature debut The Sweet East which deliciously stars Red Rocket breakout actor Simon Rex as Poe reading neo-nazi professor, interviews the iconic filmmaker Jerzy Skolimowski for Metrograph about his incredible career and, most joyously, insider scoop about the star of Jerzy’s film Essential Killing, Vincent Gallo. More on iconic auteurs: film critic Beatrice Loayza looks at the legacy of one of my all time favorite suicide cases, Jean Eustache, zoning in on his unique erotics borne of a subversive and antagonistic conservatism. Shocked to read something greenlit by David Velasco that isn’t about black people or by Hari Nef!
I’m very into these bird paintings by Terry Graff that Apocalypse Confidential is posting. Alec goes IN on the great Bob Dylan for his spectacular Filthy Armenian’s Adventures podcast. Jack hosts Daily Mail journalist Jacques Peterson to talk about one of the greatest pieces of trash art ever made, Melrose Place: Dr. Michael Mancini is my anti-hero and is the man that we could all be if we stop listening to the shrill woman on our shoulders that whispers guilt into the conscience.
Speaking of The Perfume Nationalist, I join Jack for a live recording of his show at Thaddeus Russell’s festival in which we discuss William S Burroughs, Cronenberg, and The Naked Lunch in front of a roaring, massive, Guns n’ Roses 1988 sized audience. For the June edition of my Compact column, I set the record straight on Sam Levinson’s glorious mini-series The Idol. At System of Systems, we are busy: the aforementioned Sven Loven joins to discuss his recent work and internet ideology, my friends and writers Thomas Moore and Audrey Szasz discuss their new novels recently published by Amphetamine Sulphate, and writer and actor Damen Corrado indicts the evils of Steve Albini.
CRINGE PROPAGANDA
According to an absolute retard by the name of Paul Hockenos claims that Rammstein, a band that has been an international phenomenon for over three decades, is partly responsible for the cultural attitude that is seeing a resurgence in interest in far right politics in the German nation state. LOL! In other news, it appears that Kid Rock is creating an American Reich and that Fred Durst might lead a right wing coup. Dummy Hockenos makes quick mention here of the fact that Rammstein frontman Till Lindemann is being me too’d right now by a fan, but the funniest thing about the accusation is that it admits that the accuser said "Till, if you're here for sex, I'm not doing that" and that Till then just left. So she said no and he said OK and left. SHE SAID NO AND HE SAID OK AND LEFT! WTF! In other me too/low IQ related news, my hero Conor McGregor was accused of sexual assault at the NBA Finals by some money thirsty type. It took about a day for videos to prove her wrong and that accusation too fell apart. OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS A #METOO RENAISSANCE? Architect David Adjaye is accused by former employees, apparently all middle aged black ladies, of fucking everyone he works with. He claims all the encounters were consensual. I believe him. Nevertheless, going to be interesting to see how the libtard culture mags deal with a legitimate black male genius being faced down by the even more sanctified black women archetype.
The Cuban-American “interdisciplinary” (pretentious way of saying “mixed-media” artist) Coco Fusco writes a hilariously bad article about affirmative action for, you guessed it, Hyperallergic. Nevermind the fact that she glosses over that the end of affirmative action was primarily driven by Asians, she also complains about supposed “white art world elites” and their alleged dismay over affirmative action. This, of course, is a lie. Affirmative action was widely supported by these liberal whites, proving that no matter how much we retool culture in favor of minorities, the thought leaders of these politics will never ever be satisfied. Shocking that anyone still thinks Hannah Black is smart, but nevertheless she can now add “novelist” to her ever growing resume alongside “artist”, “critic”, “Whitey Biennial call out culture ring leader”, "rich girl pretending to be from the projects”, and other venerated titles. The funniest article of the week comes from Emma Madden for Pitchfork, who tried to find a “secret queer history of indie rock”: “Many of indie rock’s major players came out of suburbia, itself a hotbed for whiteness and heterosexuality,” she writes. “The proliferation of suburbia in the 1950s was a turn against the city and everything it came to represent: immigration, queerness, beatnik bohemia.” Oh my god, shut the fuck up! Lots of gay dudes who play rock n roll don’t want you to project your academic gender theory courses onto who they are.
Anthony Fauci reemerges to commemorate the death of gay best bud Larry Kramer, vaguely alluding to the fact that Fauci was Kramer’s primary antagonist in terms of getting the CDC to acknowledge AIDS as an epidemic of gay men, but tries to turn it into a cute charming little story, or something. Why the fuck isn’t Fauci in prison? Speaking of homosexuals, astroturfed twink filmmaker Xavier Dolan quits filmmaking: “Art is meaningless,” he says. Well, that’s what happens when the press gives you a career for the novelty of your youth, looks and gayness alone. Eventually, they’re going to realize that you’re a hack, and they will indeed punish you for the success that they alone mistakenly gave to you. Finally, I love Michael Imperioli. I mean, Christopher Moltisanti! Guy is amazing! But holy shit is he retarded, or what? Gen X needs to Jim Jones itself.
ILLUSTRATIONS
1. my bad 4th of July outfit
2. art by Kristian Olsson
3. Rammstein live