Thursday, June 18th: Book reading and launch party
Blue Stockings, book reading 7pm
172 Allen St, New York, NY 10002
Sutra Lounge AfterParty – 8:30p onward
16 1st Ave, NYC.
Monthly Archives for June 2009
Take a dip in ye olde swimming hole…
It’s starting to get pretty darn hot across certain latitudes of the Northern Hemisphere — some would say it’s the perfect time to start scouting out local swimming spots for cooling off in mother nature the old-fashioned way, sans the chlorine and claustrophobic atmosphere of modern swimming pools.
Thanks to a tip from longtime Arthur contributing writer Peter Relic, we are now clued into SwimmingHoles.info, an online database that makes it easy to locate beautiful, natural dipping holes in your area:
SwimmingHoles.info focuses on moving, fresh water spots – like creeks, rivers, springs and waterfalls. Also listed are some selected hot springs (in the west) and other swimming places on lakes, quarries or bays which have unique features that make them especially beautiful or fun for swimming.
GREAT NEWS: PRAISE GOD! We have perfected a weapon against children
Does Thurston know about this?
The Mosquito is a new device that emits a piercing noise that will only hurt the ears of little kids, leaving the adult population safe to enjoy spending their money on flash-fried food in peace. The little buggers hate it, too. Watch the pretty, pretty little girls run when the mosquito does its work.
According to the press kit “The Mosquito™ Anti-Vandal System is the solution to the eternal problem of unwanted gatherings of youths and teenagers in shopping malls, around shops and anywhere else they are causing problems.”
“The presence of these teenagers discourages genuine shoppers and customers’ from coming into your shop, affecting your turnover and profits. Anti social behavior has become the biggest threat to private property over the last decade and there has been no effective deterrent until now.”
“Acclaimed by the Police forces of many areas of the United Kingdom, the Mosquito Anti-Vandal System has been described as “the most effective tool in our fight against anti social behaviour”. Shop keepers around the world have purchased the device to move along unwanted gatherings of teenagers and anti social youths.”
If this device existed in the 70’s we might have avoided the tragedy of “Over the Edge”
.
And how do the little shits respond to the “Sonic Youth Weapon”? The sneaky brats made a ring tone out of it so their parents can’t hear the phone ring. Shouldn’t have raised their allowance.
Evidently there’s ring tone for every year of existence until death, after which you just hear horns.
I am pleased to report that, according to my ability to hear ringtones, I can still take calls with the thirty year olds.
Unbelievably enough, the technology has advanced and now they have a mosquito MK4 which can disperse any age group at will.
Today's Autonomedia Jubilee Saint — Miguel Piñero
June 17– Miguel Piñero
Playwright, the original Nuyorican.Poet.
Read some of Piñero’s work here.
JUNE 17, 2009 HOLIDAYS AND FESTIVALS
*Milwaukee: Homebrewers Beer Competition.
*Wish Fulfillment Day.
ALSO ON JUNE 17 IN HISTORY…
1824 — U.S. Bureau of Indian Affairs established, Washington, D.C.
1871 — Black American writer James Weldon Johnson born.
1953 — East Germans stage revolt against Russian social imperialism.
1967 — Red China explodes H-bomb, joining club of nuclear-terror states.
1972 — Hotel break-in tips start of Watergate scandal, Washington, D.C.
1988 — Nuyorican Poet Miguel Piñero dies, New York City.
Excerpted from The 2009 Autonomedia Calendar of Jubilee Saints: Radical Heroes for the New Millennium by James Koehnline and the Autonomedia Collective
June 17 — MIGUEL PIñERO
Tuesday evening new music: CELEBRATION "OPEN YOUR HEART"
“Video tarot card for Judgement created by the Baltimore band Celebration for their experimental self released free music art magic ritual website: celebrationelectrictarot.com
“The Judgement card is about rebirth, resurrection. The idea of Judgement day is that the dead rise, their sins are forgiven, and they move onto heaven. The Judgement card is similar, it asks for the resurrection to summon the past, forgive it, and let it go. There are wounds from the past that we never let heal, sins we’ve committed that we refuse to forgive, bad habits we haven’t the courage to lose. Judgement advises us to finally face these, recognize that the past is past, and put them to rest, absolutely and irrevocably. This is also a card of healing, quite literally from an accident or illness, as well as a card signaling great transformation, renewal, change.”
June 19th through 21st – Bicycle Film Festival in NYC
This summer’s international Bicycle Film Festival will be held at Anthology Film Archives in New York from June 19th through 21st, featuring a smorgasbord of bicycle-related short films and feature-length movies from all over the world.
Short films range from a watercolor animation showing the director’s thoughts while riding her bicycle (Thoughts On My Bike), to a documentary about a group of friends from Trinidad who built “enormous stereo systems jerry-rigged onto ordinary BMX bikes” so that they could throw their neighborhood “an outrageous impromptu music and dance party on wheels” (Made in Queens).
Feature-lengths of note include Keirin Queen/Onna Keirn, a classic Japanese film about a girl from a small fishing town who trains to become a Keirin track queen, and Where Are You Go, a documentary about a cycling adventure across Africa:
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NpubbAzKSY
ANTHOLOGY FILM ARCHIVES
32 Second Avenue (at 2nd St.)
www.anthologyfilmarchives.org/
Tickets are $10 per program.
Learn more about the festival and buy tickets here.
Hakim Bey's BLACK FEZ MANIFESTO, &c., reviewed by Louise Landes Levi
BLACK FEZ MANIFESTO, &c.
by Hakim Bey
(Autonomedia & Garden of Delight, Brooklyn & Dublin, 2008)
Reviewed by Louise Landes Levi
“Come to Prayer – prayers are better than sleep” Dawn Azzah
“But the sleep of the Knowers is worth more than the prayers of the merely pious” Hadith
Most poets have secret arts and even ‘professions’ that are not part of the official biography. The author of the book I’m about to ‘review,’ to take an example, is (I have heard from a reliable source) an excellent billiards player. One wouldn’t want to encounter him casually at a pool table, no. For my part, those who know me well will, on occasion, show me their palm and ask for a reading. Apparently a line beneath my right index finger indicates a propensity of this sort, or so I was told in Bombay. And why not, a line is a line, a line of verse or a line stretched across the mortal palm.
Earth needs more parking lots
the way you need more patches of asphalt
grafted to your face & genitalia
(fr. SHOE DREAM)
Esoterically, the chakras open, it is said, intuition reads through the labyrinth (of lines). Is this so different than reading a text? And the billiard player—is his first thought best thought to be doubted? The archer and his arrow, the pool player and his cue. We take the cue from Hakim Bey, aka Peter Lamborn Wilson, a national treasure, hidden, of course, but thankfully through publications of this sort and the dedication of publishers Autonomedia and Garden of Delights, in view.
In the back room of an
occult bookstore
near the Pantheon a groupuscule called
ZARATHUSTRAS REVENGE concocted the
bomb plot but
the infernal device turned out to b
a dud but regret
is at least an emotion. I was there
& I am still there
a ghost to myself.
Personally I never go anywhere without a book by Hakim Bey, in tow. How many blessed moments reading through T.A.Z.: The Temporary Autonomous Zone, Pirate Utopias (then and now, on Isla Margarita not far from Santa Anna, a small village settled by Spanish version of same, holy drop outs, some hundreds of years ago), Avant Gardening, Millennium, Shower of Stars: The Initiatic Dream in Sufism and Taoism, such an esoteric and beautifully written book; and the poems, recent chapbooks, rain queer and The Atlantis Manifesto and those found, almost by chance in an anthology, to name one among many, Wildflowers No. 7 (Shivastan, 2007) or the recently published translation from the Persian Il divan-al-Ghalib (Longhouse, 2009).
Civilization in ruin is always a good idea.
Industrial decay has the same
beauty as Persepolis – the melancholy
of vast suffering ended & barely
remembered, like dental pain.
Tuesday afternoon music: SONIC YOUTH "Sacred Trickster"
Today's Autonomedia Jubilee Saint — MARC BLOCH
June 16– Marc Bloch
French Annales medieval historian, martyred to Nazi terror.
JUNE 16, 2009 HOLIDAYS AND FESTIVALS
*Egypt: Night of the Drop. A night of deliberation and prognostication caused by the mysterious rise of the Nile River.
*Dublin, Ireland: Bloomsday.
ALSO ON JUNE 16 IN HISTORY…
1835 — London Working Men’s Association founded by William Lovett.
1890—Film comedian Stan Laurel born..
1944 — French Annales school historian Marc Bloch killed by Nazis, near Lyon.
1958 — Former Hungarian leader Imre Nagy hung for role in 1956 uprising.
1961 — Soviet ballet star Rudolf Nureyev seeks political asylum, Paris, France.
1963 — Soviet cosmonaut Valentina Tereshkova becomes first woman in space.
1970 — Russian futurist, French surrealist muse Elsa Triolet dies, Paris, France.
Excerpted from The 2009 Autonomedia Calendar of Jubilee Saints: Radical Heroes for the New Millennium by James Koehnline and the Autonomedia Collective
WFMU: BEST THING SINCE PUSSY
I know the last post about the greatest thing in the world, WFMU, was a little skimpy because I got greedy for those big bloggin’ buck$ (A man like me has NEEDS.) There are so many deeply personal things a radio station called WFMU does for me that I can’t tell you about.
For example, if I admit that Irene’s Trudell’s mellifluous voice has cured me of performing messy rituals to The Unnamable One—
—then my enemies might think I have gone soft in my old age. (Dear Enemies: I have gone soft. Come by my place for your hug while I’m getting my thirty eleventh wind by freaking out to the late night random geniuses BEASTIN THE AIRWAVES or THE FROW SHOW. Don’t bother knocking, it’s open.)
I can’t tell you about how Bob Brainen‘s comforting little ditty at the beginning of his show reminds me to put tin foil over the windows before the sun shows its horrible teeth. With the free-form webcast, Mr. Brainen is allowed to spin psychedelic smutty blues with some maniac jabbering over it, which I’ve found to be comforting when taken with sixty milligrams of Adderal. It’s a good thing the scheduler at the station alternates the Yankee accent of Bob Brainen’s against the down home accent of Laura Cantrell from week to week, or else I wouldn’t know that time was passing at all.
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