Hey Disinfonauts, my regular rants about talking to extra-dimensional entities with my penis will resume shortly. In the meantime, I was forwarded several rather excellent Occult themed videos in the last few weeks which should serve to satiate your appetite for esoteric high strangeness. First off is the Crowley-tastic video for Deadcuts’ song Summon the Witches. Now, some of you might be familiar with my distaste for Crowley and the dark imagery that currently surrounds the Occult in general, but despite all this I must confess that there’s another part of me that finds it all sort of awesome. I’m certainly more of the comic book Occult variety rather than the horror movie strain. But you know, let’s face it, most Occult anything in pop culture is mired in a thick layer of darkness and by virtue of being Occult themed, I end up digging it anyway. For example, I watched The Dunwich Horror on Netflix a few weeks back and loved it despite the fact that I’ve never been a Lovecraft fan, nor do I really like horror movies in general per se.… Read the rest
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Let’s face it, there is a lot of bad music available these days. So it is very refreshing when you find a band that not only lays itself there but does so in such a beautiful way. Daniel Blue’s voice shimmers with the sincerity of a young Dylan. Having been recorded at Abbey Road, this little EP turns and squeezes all the parts of your being that seem to only come to Life through the inexpressible and elusive elixir of music and yields the solace of a still life image.
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The idea that the multiverse is more akin to an art project than a science experiment (or an art experiment if you’re so inclined) is one of those Occult themes that typically gets dismissed by both overly scientific and religious types alike. Even though it quite inarguably resonates now more than ever. One of the stranger aspects of human psychology that we essentially avoid touching in typical academic or spiritual discourse involves the fact that your average person now consumes roughly a hundred thousand times more art in a given year than they did even a mere century ago. We used to rely on mediums like galleries, plays, symphonies, and libraries to dispense our art, most of which weren’t super accessible to people who weren’t wealthy or close to an urban center. Now the fact that the Internet and cable television beam recreational distractions into our homes 24/7 seems almost like a trivial afterthought.… Read the rest
I am pleased as punch to see that my favorite band, He Is Legend, are due to release their 4th full length album “Heavy Fruit” on August 19th. Their style of rock weighs heavy with whiskey, cigarettes, and magick overtones. Over the course of their career, their sound has progressed with a kind of southern fried metal that satisfies on a visceral level while conveying well articulated lyrics. Many themes in the new record revolve around the witchery of them womenfolk in all of their good and malevolent ways. Schulyar Croom’s voice is like gilded razor wire as he swaggers through track after track. I hope you enjoy their new work as much as I do and pick up a copy of their album, come August 19th.
Modern masters like Alan Moore have often said that “art is magick because art transforms consciousness.” Although there are an increasing amount of psychedelic bands and visual artists working in the medium, none that I’m currently aware of take to their craft with the specific intent of potentially inducing spiritual epiphany in the viewer/listener, which is what the Occult films of Chapel Supremesus (myself and Dean Swanson) strive for. It’s a path I personally started treading at around age 19 by throwing cut-up, mind-fuck mixes together with a $100 sampler and a cheap cassette 4 track. At the time I was years away from my Occult awakening, but crafting bedroom auditory sorcery solely for the purpose of warping my own internal microverse struck me as the most natural way of communing with the great beyond that I could think of.… Read the rest
Journey deep down the rabbit hole with Closure in Moscow and their allegorical, psychedelic opus that’s soaked in a perfectly balanced brine technology and satire.
There’s no group of creatives that has it tougher than today’s musicians. Their craft is exceedingly simple to steal, consume, judge, then cast aside like yesterday’s Hot n’ Ready crust (what this shockingly red handed dork who looks like he went straight from a wedding to reviewing a 5 dollar pizza doesn’t tell you is that it’s the most inexcusable food of all time).
To be fair, we have a right to be skeptical. The vast majority of today’s music is formulaic, predictable, shallow, devoid of any deeper meaning and often crafted for the sole purpose of grabbing the attention of the nearest industry turd. Then there are bands like my guests, Closure in Moscow.
Closure has always leaned toward the “all-in” approach with their music, but their latest release, Pink Lemonade, pushes the chips forward like nothing I’ve ever heard before.… Read the rest
I feel like I should start this off by saying that I’m never going to stop doing psychedelic drugs and to say that I don’t do them very often anymore would sort of ignore the fact that I get high almost every day. In my mind weed’s a bit more of hallucinogen than most people like to acknowledge, it just takes a bit more focus to be used in that capacity and people are lazy. Things like acid and mushrooms come right into your world impose their essence into the very fiber of your world. They’re the only reason I’m writing this weird shit for you today. I took mushrooms when I was 18 and saw a universe of transcendent shape shifting mutant space art that no one will ever be able to explain to me with conventional thought. One of the more mind blowing aspects of randomly experimenting with psilocybin as a teenager had to do with reading people like Carlos Casteneda shortly thereafter.… Read the rest
One of the most peculiar things about living in Seattle at the moment is the fact that there are not one, but two ridiculously over-the-top psych rock divas here. I mean, what are the freaking odds? Of course, I’ve probably written about Midday Veil to the point of complete overkill by now, but you know, they continue to do weird shit that amazes me, so until that stops, I’ll keep up with it.
What I haven’t mentioned is the oneiric excellence of their smoky contemporaries Rose Windows. The reason for that probably has to do with the fact that it took several years to congeal their debut album, The Sun Dogs, into existence. Although the band initially blew me away live due largely to the sheer concussive force of vocalist Rabia Qazi, it wasn’t until the disc dropped in June (on Sub Pop Records no less) that I truly processed the depth of songwriting and lyrical complexity going down in that camp.… Read the rest
Sad news tonight for rock fans: The Doors’ keyboard player Ray Manzarek died on Monday after a long battle with bile duct cancer. Manzarek brought jazz influences to The Doors’ brand of dark, poetic rock and held down most of the bass duties on stage and in the studio – playing a keyboard bass with his left hand and an organ or electric piano with his right. Manzarek had a jovial, engaging persona, but was also known for his controversial and obstinate relations with his surviving bandmates and the band’s music. In this Los Angeles Times article, Doors drummer John Densmore remembers his friend:
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“There was no keyboard player on the planet more appropriate to support Jim Morrison’s words,” Densmore said through a spokeswoman. “Ray, I felt totally in sync with you musically. It was like we were of one mind, holding down the foundation for Robby and Jim to float on top of.
Back in 2010, I took a winter solstice themed acid trip with my lovely wife, which spawned the impetus for me finally writing my second book (which should be coming out this summer). I realized I needed to start writing said book during the trip because it was the one part of my magickal practice I had been neglecting, my magickal journal. According to some Occultists, this is the most important variable in the equation, so yeah, a pretty big oversight on my part and not something that was occurring to me at all before then. So I woke up the next day, sketched out the outline and got moving. Two and a half years later and it’s finally almost done (it only took me a year to write, finding a decent editor and getting that wrapped up has now taken me far longer, unreal). Not surprising though, every time I take psychedelic drugs other than weed, there’s an absolute deluge of otherworldly information that usually takes me quite some time to properly process and mold into action, which is a big part of the reason I don’t do them very often and increasingly focus the intent of the ritual when I do (highly recommended).… Read the rest