Archive for maj, 2009

Planet till Alabama går klockan nio på måndag morgon. Utifall jag förolyckas under min veckolånga bortavaro vill jag att följande förs till protokollet.

De tio bästa böckerna – alla kategorier.

[Nomineringskriterium: Litterär kvalitet Att boken i fråga på ett uppenbart sätt påverkat mitt liv]

– William S Burroughs: Naked lunch

– Stig Larsson: Komedin I

– Magnus Dahlström: Nedkomst

– Donna Tartt: Den hemliga historien

– Ulf I Eriksson: Exempel. Anteckningar i levnadskonst.

– J.D. Salinger: Franny and Zooey

– Johan Jönson: Nod noll

– Claes Holmström: Tredje stenen från solen

– Adam Parfrey (ed): Apocalypse Culture

– Johannesevangeliet

De tio bästa låtarna – alla kategorier.

[Nomineringskriterium: Musikalisk kvalitet Att låten i fråga på ett uppenbart sätt etc.]

– Palace Brothers: Come in

– Clarence Ashley: The Coo Coo Bird

– Simon Joyner: Born of longing

– Smog: I break horses

– Depeche Mode: World in my eyes

– Tori Amos: Pretty good year

– Håkan Hellström: Minnen av aprilhimlen

– Low: Over the ocean

– Six Organs Of Admittance: Spirits abandoned

– Shellac: Crow

De tio bästa filmerna – alla kategorier.

[Nomineringskriterium: Filmisk kvalitet Att filmen i fråga på ett uppenbart sätt etc]

– The Shining

– Eraserhead

– The Holy Mountain

– Hannah and her sisters

– Henry Fool

– Slacker

– The Marx Brothers at the circus

– Naked lunch

– Lucky People Center International

– Home for the holidays

De tio bästa fullängdsalbumen – alla kategorier.

[Nomineringskriterium: etc]

– PJ Harvey: Rid of me

– Depeche Mode: Violator

– Palace Music: Arise Therefore

– Smog: The Doctor Came At Dawn

– OP8: Slush

– Radar Bros: Radar Bros

– Tindersticks: 2nd album

– David Thomas and Two Pale Boys: Erewhon

– Troum: Tjukurrpa

– Tom Waits: Swordfishtrombones

OSORTERADE BUBBLARE: bob hund – s/t (1994), Bob Dylan – Forever Young, En kärlekshistoria, Gummo, Aleister Crowley – The book of lies, Willy Kyrklund – Polyfem förvandlad, Birgitta Trotzig – Ett landskap, Allen Ginsberg – Journals. Mid-fifties, Billy Childish – I don’t like the man I am, J. Krishnamurti – allt möjligt, Dennis Cooper – Closer, The Daytrippers, Dig! (dokumentären), Crumb (dokumentären), Peter Sotos – Lazy, Beck – One foot in the grave, Sonic Youth – Sister, Nick Cave – God is in the house (konsertfilmen), Howlin Wolf – Commit a crime, Palace Music – End of Travelling, John Lee Hooker – No more doggin’, The Breeders – Last splash, Peter Köhler – Open, The Fugs 2nd album, The Lemonheads – Come on feel The Lemonheads, Brian Jonestown Massacre – Malela, Leonard Cohen – Dress rehearsal rag, The Pogues – If I should fall from the grace of God, 16 Horsepower – Low estate, Grant Morrison – The Invisibles, Alan Moore – From hell, Colin Wilson – The outsider, Lars von Trier – Epidemic, Ed Wood (Tim Burton), Bascom Lamar Lunsford – I wish I was a mole in the ground, Hjalmar Ekström – Utblottelse, Isengrind/Twinsistermoon/Natural Snow Buildings – The Snowbringer Cult, Bedhead – Powder (live).

Hej på en stund!



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My happy nonchalance offends the Holy Ghost. Might my madness find herein partial exhibition? (I claim madness.)

For in the Judgement, his pointing finger will speak:

”You saw, you heard, you understood… you drank red wine: and you were silent? Your smile, your meditations unto yourself, your ‘burning’: they are nothing, they are no testimony. Why didst thou not Ascend, as I compelled thee? Be miserable with shame; cover your face with your hands; you are in Hell.”

– ur JESU SUTTA av David Bruce Garrett.

[skriven på en Alabama-adress dit jag ämnar att åka om exakt en vecka.]

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The Farewell Transmission

The whole place is dark
Every light on this side of the town
Suddenly it all went down
Now we’ll all be brothers of the fossil fire of the sun
Now we will all be sisters of the fossil blood of the moon
Someone must have set us up
Now they’ll be working in the cold grey rock, in the hot mill steam… in the concrete
In the sirens and the silences now all the great set up hearts – all at once start to beat
After tonight if you don’t want us to be a secret out of the past
I will resurrect it, I’ll have a good go at it
I’ll streak his blood across my beak and dust my feathers with his ashes
I can feel his ghost breathing down my back
I will try and know whatever I try, I will be gone but not forever
The real truth about it is no one gets it right
The real truth about it is we’re all supposed to try
There ain’t no end to the sands I’ve been trying to cross
The real truth about it is my kind of life’s no better off
If I’ve got the maps or if I’m lost
The real truth about it is there ain’t no end to the desert I’ll cross
I’ve really known that all along
Mama here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws
Must be the big star about to fall
Long dark blues
Will o the wisp
The big star is falling
Through the static and distance
A farewell transmission


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