Saturday, January 28, 2023

copy for some third-generation band

The guitar player’s white SG Classic is not the only allusion to Sabbath
 
Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs has posted a video for “Ultimate Hammer,” a single from the band’s upcoming album, Land of Sleeper.

The song kicks right into a jam with its chin up and chest out. This recalls a classic sound perfected decades ago by bands like Motörhead. The video shows the band mimicking a performance under stage lights flared by a filter on the camera lens. After 90 seconds, the song throttles back. The riff turns to sludge—brained—and the video shows bottles break across the band members’ heads. Then the song regroups and returns to the opening jam.
 

 
This is the second video and single released ahead of the album. A few months ago, Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs shared a similarly styled video for “Terror’s Pillow.” The singles suggest Land of Sleeper, set for release on February 17th via Missing Piece Group Records, will be a heavy metal and sludge show.
 
The group is scheduled to begin touring in England soon and arrive in the U.S. in March, playing a show at SXSW March 16th.
 


Friday, January 20, 2023

something about Frederick Forsyth’s “The Day of the Jackal”

I watched “Carlos,” an excellent movie about the infamous international terrorist for hire, Carlos the Jackal. Carlos was a Venezuelan Marxist named Ilich Ramirez Sanchez; the recruiter in the Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine code-named Ramirez Sanchez "Carlos" because of his South American roots; then The Guardian began referring to him as Carlos the Jackal after one of its correspondents supposedly saw the fugitive with a copy of the novel, The Day of the Jackal.

So the movie led me to read that 1971 fictional thriller. The novel, written by English author and journalist Frederick Forsyth, is about a professional assassin contracted by a French dissident paramilitary organization to kill Charles de Gaulle, the President of France. The book covers the organization’s history of failed attempts; its subsequent activities and hiring of the assassin; the assassin’s meticulous planning and preparations; and the Government of France’s work to protect the President, foil the dissident organization, and identify and catch the assassin. Forsyth trusts his reader and includes a lot of wonderful details and characters. The result is an especially satisfying read.

Notes:

  • Carlos the Jackal is now serving a life sentence in France. One of his most notorious crimes was his 1975 raid on the Organization of the Petroleum Exporting Countries headquarters in Vienna; three people died during that attack and several OPEC oil ministers were kidnapped.
  • The 2010 film “Carlos” has a good soundtrack and an excellent performance by Edgar Ramírez, who plays Carlos as a man whose reputation precedes and probably exceeds him.


Friday, January 13, 2023

something about working among the masses

She zipped from the leafy greens to the citrus, where she paused for 70 seconds to honor her device, then slipped from the citrus to the potatoes and onions, where again she bowed her head. Produce to dairy, back to produce; to soups and canned meats, back to dairy—on and on like this, squatting in prime Safeway real estate a minute at a time. The other Safeway shoppers sidestepped her or took detours. I found her cart blocking the tuna cans; as I reached for the StarKist, I read a sheet of paper in her cart: “Instacart Do Not Touch” written in Sharpie. She was working, and this was business. The rest of us were just running an errand.

 

Friday, January 06, 2023

about seeing a friend one last time

I had a lot of fun in grade school, like in fifth and sixth grade. But I often focus on the bad, so I thought I was miserable. I felt such a relief when summer came—fewer expectations on me, more possibilities.
 
Pretty soon, though, only one week of summer remained. Then evenings became precious. And sad. That is what our last few moments together were like.
 

Sunday, January 01, 2023

(posts) a picture from a fireworks show



about missing


A dad will drink milk out of a carton with my face on it. I'm gonna make a really stupid face for this picture, too.