I watched a documentary called SATANIS last night. It’s from 1970 and is about the first church of satan, headed by Anton LaVey. It was in a resedential neighborhood in san francisco. It wasnt as exciting as i hoped, the satanists are a reasonable people. They sure like fucking.
The pet lion was a terror. Theres one part where a lady talks about someone having a bunch of pythons. One of the pythons was named Julius Squeezer. That was the highlight for me.
Heres part one of six, you can find the rest on youtube. It really isnt that good. I can imagine how in the 70’s it might have been, those years are dead now.
(This is long, 40 minutes. It’s probably better to go the actual youtube page where you can watch it in HD. On the youtube page, at the bottom right of the video box, three icons from the right it says HD. Click that to see the high quality version of the video.)
I really dont like this interviewer, he interviews through his own hang ups. Here his obsession with death, i saw another one where he interviews Brent butt after He had pulled the plug on corner gas at its height. Brent says he did it because he felt it was getting repetitive and the only reason to continue was money, so he stopped. The interviewer keeps coming at him in an accusational way. What about peoples jobs, how could you stop, they offered you more money? and you stopped. The interviewer is a toad, a minnow, and the more i see of him the less of an asshole billy bob looks. He does interview some good people though.
Werner Herzog has a new book out. A collection of diaries from the time he was making the film Fitzcarraldo. The movie became most famous for the boat being pulled over a mountain in the amazon.
The movie starred Klaus Kinski the loon
At one point Mick Jagger was supposed to be in it.
The book is called Conquest of the Useless. An amazing title. I read once that Herzog wrote the diary pages in microscopic font so no one could read his thoughts. Only later he realized he could not read them either.
Here is a video of an interview TIME magazine did with Werner about the book. Always entertaining.
Below are transparcies for shirts I made about a year ago, that was a good time. Darrell worked for a copy shop. Darrell owns STUDIO SKATEBOARDS. I’d go to the library and get blinded by the copy machines. Then go up to the copy shop. Everything was free there, i’d spend hours some days. I’d also just found a box of National geographics at that time a neighbor was throwing out. Issues from 1960 to 1980. I lived in those things. This was the time I made menstrate. The analog hands freed from the computers to molest forests.
If you want to buy one, send me an email. hart@tawdryproductions.com . It may come out different then you expect. You just have to deal with it, you just have to have faith. I deliver more often then god. I am the realest.
TOADREY THE DWARF.
This is an older image, you cant really see it. It’s called baby funnel. Its a native fortie, i like that, pouring into a baby, then going through the embellacal chord like a funnell. For some reason it goes to a bucks lips. My computer crashed three years ago, at least i have this memory to remind me to remake it. It will be easy.
Sunday morning at four am I find myself on a BUSHWICK BILL trip. And I love it. In two hours people will be dressing for church, hungry for forgiveness for their foolish acts. Forgiveness is an instrument of the cowards.
To much reason leads to the neglect of emotions, and to much emotion leads to the neglect of reason. Somewhere in between is a dwarf from texas, whos emotions have been stampeded and his reason for anything trampled. He forced his girlfriend to aim the gun at him, the gun was well cared for, it was in good working condition, the bullet took Bushwicks eye on a trip to the wall. Bushwick wasnt invited, finally death had abondoned him too. That eye rolling down the wall has seen some shit. Electro magnetically Bushwick is positive. In all other manners, he is negative.
Hear him tell it.
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(I was just re watching this, do you notice after the trouble with the first girl, hes with this other slimmy at a dinner table, the quiet one, crystal, the candle lit dinner table has a large watermelon as the center piece [which is funny in itself] BushWick goes, “But just like the first one, hoe mee, when things got hectic the girl broke out on me.” When he says hectic it’s just footage of him laughing, smashing the watermelon with a hammer. That insensitive bitch. That whole scene would have been better if it was the white girl from the scene before who had set the table.)
(Then later, in the hospital, after the gurney photo. he goes “I hear my family, hollering, he needs us, during the confusion, I seen jesus.” When he says Jesus, its a black man in a tank top and a gerry curl. Obviously.)
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The beauty of life and the struggle of man can only be seen when you look through the darkness. Sometimes you must be that darkness to find the beauty in yourself.
All over the streets, Green dogs with red eyes are after my soul.
Theres a part of me that dislikes how this video seems to almost mock BUSHWICK. Then again…….
As I’m typing this I just got a call from a friend. Hes in vancouver right now, but that can be forgiven. He called to tell me that At the bar where he is, there is a large black man roaming the floor with a hat that reads ALASKA, a studded throat necklace and an extra small avril lavigne shirt. Just so you know.
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Bushwicks running punch is fucking wild.
Spike is prone to wet eyes. But when it comes to this video, as Werner Herzog says there is a beauty in honesty and the exstatic truth.
A small book of poems before the next full one. An EP. Due in two weeks. I want to make it the size of a cassette tape. But that might be to small. Im on the wire about whether calling it Where wolves howl, or Where wolves howl and black dogs moan. The second one sounds better, but it gives me visions of christinnia riccis perfect breasts in black snake moan. Which is fine until Sam U ell starts snarling, i’ve never finished that movie, every time ricci went topless i had this urge to watch pornography, i gave up trying to finish the movie after two pulls.
The book is fifty pages, filled with poetry, paintings and other strange things.
A book made in london a month ago which will also be done in two weeks. its 170 pages of some pretty fucked up shit. A terrifying cartoon.
The travel section (for BONAIRE and PHUKET)
The Rape Section
CHAPTER 3: Death to Whitey
The Slave Chapter
ASIAN UPRISE
Not much more to say then that, it’s worse then it sounds, its downright dangerous. But it serves a purpose. It is the greatest acheivment.
Finished this painting last night.
I found this photo on my camera. That pigeon doesnt know what to do with his life, if you tilt your screen to the right angle, and stay up for a thousand days drinking listerine and the mail mans blood it looks like paulo the pigeon is teetering on the edge of the roof, coming closer to falling on each rock, hanging on with his pigeon hooks, only to fall and drown, broken, in a poutine catastrophe on St. Laurent.
I came to my computer this morning, there was a message from my friend Vegas, A link to this video. Sonar, whale moans on underwater detectors. I need a cane. I also need a panther spine necklace. A snake spine neck tie, a foxes spine belt. An owls stash of caviar in my jacket pockets. Caribou spine earrings that drag on the earth, metal detecters installed at the base, searching for the lost treasure. Its not that i’m lacking in backbone, just lacking in other creatures back bones. I love animals more then humans. Certain cats understand me.
That song reminds me of this song now.
And that song reminds me of Slick Rick and this song for some reason.
Beautiful singing voices, move spine move, a liver gets lively when it/they drink.
Just what Brother J’s been trying to say for all these years.
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I’ll use a hypodermic needle to stun a rhino, your spine is mine grey beard. I’ll nail its horns to my walls to hang pictures of Down syndrome kids on helium, squeeking the truth.
Robutussin, come here. Get rid of these legs that fall from me so long.
