
Face it: only douchebags still believe the typical music soundtracks of 1970's porn films are "classic." Although, since only a douchebag would watch enough actual pornography to allow himself (or herself) to eventually arrive at such a conclusion, perhaps that particular revelation is a moot one. Nevertheless, an example: I was recently watching yet another John Holmes "classic" mid-70's porn film (not for any unseemly reason. Let's just say...I was masturbating) and as soon as the screeching, thin, artless fake-funk soundtrack began to mask the fake shrieks and moans, I had to wince. It was like an un-orgasm [...]
While sitting in the parking lot and waiting for the Burger King lady to bring my drive-thru food out to me, I doodled some classic album cover-themed drawings on the back of Wal-Mart receipts with ballpoint pen (the yellow stuff is mustard from my Whopper, the other stuff is coffee). I've scanned them here: This one is called: Henry Rollins crosses Abbey Road to smash his fist in a pane of glass. This one is called: In a [...]

Krautrock was a mere generic name for the experimental music scene that appeared in Germany in the late 1960s and gained popularity throughout the 1970s, especially in Britain. But China? The male/female duo of Siutong So and Tin Leung, aka Metal Hat, pretty much made up the psychedelic rock scene of the Dingzhou province of China, still a very rural part of the country in 1967. Turns out they may have have spawned a sub-scene that predates the earliest embryonic bleeps and bloops of Krautrock. BBC DJ John Peel in particular is largely credited with totally fre [...]
ONE OUT THERE? : : : : : : : : : : : : OH PLEASE : : : : : : : : : : : : CONTACT US : : : : : : : : : : : : SO COLD OUT HERE IN PITCH-DARK SPACE: : : : : : : : : : : : EVERYTHING SMELLS LIKE BURNT METAL : : : : : : : : : : : : AND LUBE : : : : : : : : : : : : HOLD ON : : : : : : [...]

Can you identify your favorite rock star by that scrunchy little area between their eyebrows only? 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. [...]

Can you spot your favorite rock star by their armpit only? Answers after the jump. L-R: Nina Hagen, Kathleen Lynch, Rob Halford, Henry Rollins, Morrissey, Freddie Mercury, Klaus [...]
Art Follies! (part one) , Art Follies! (part two) .
Well, I finally gave in on this crazy Facebook fad. Here are "25 Things About Me." How about all my internet and bank passwords and PIN numbers? LOL! I'm sure some of you will find them very interesting. And now that I've tagged you, I'd like to know these things about you too! Jeeze, this Facebook craze is nutz! :D 1. markallen1 2. password1 3. mittens 4. 1234567 5. U2rulz 6. quazwsk 7. ru486? 8. 2112 9. [...]

From: Mark Allen To: Tc ( Tim Cook ) Subject: I finally got to the end Date: Mon, Jan 19, 2009 at 8:59 PM Tim -- I made it to the end of Berlin Alexanderplatz just now. And at this point, that in itself is the greatest thing about it. From: Tc To: Mark Allen Subject: Re: I finally got to the end Date: Jan 19, 2009 9:05 PM Whoa, you did it! Eva! Mieze! Meck! Rhinehold! Bruno! Pums! The Angels! Franz! Franz' stump! The Epilogue! What Andrew Sarris claimed in what used to [...]

They weren't actually sewers, but we liked to refer to them as such. They were really storm drain tunnels, miles of which run underneath the suburbs of Plano, Texas. Even though there's no direct human or household waste flowing through them, it's odd looking back and realizing that at the time we assumed there was, and that it didn't bother us. It never smelled more than just musty, and there was never more than a small trickle of water running through them. The tunnels were mostly bone dry, so it was easy to navigate on their poured concrete surfaces with [...]
The husband and I were simultaneously cheering, howling and choking at this six minute-long car chase from The Master Touch (aka: Un Uomo da Rispettare , dir: Michael Lupo, 1972), where a peppy Giuliano Gemma leads a fist-shaking, mammoth-nosed Romano Puppo on a squealing wheels trail through the streets of Hamburg. It's arguably the centerpiece of the film itself; an excellently stylish Italian crime drama featuring Kirk Douglas traipsing adequately through typically snazzy cinematography, 70s modern architecture porn and a spine-chilling score by Ennio Morricone (Italio-horror buffs may also recognize co-star Gemma from [...]

Original page at left, anagramed version on right. Click each image for original-sized version...

As more and more corners of the maybe-two-decades-old internet begin to get the hairy eyeball from moi, my jaded interest keeps seducing me to cruise the most public of spaces...after hours, of course. Recently, by the Flickr-ing light of a just-lit Player No. 6, I locked-gaze under the arches with the so-very alute Hilly Blue, admiring his extra-large uploaded After Dark magazine galleries. I was too young to dig this glossy bible for confirmed bachelors and their best-est inner circles in real time, but After Dark magazine's kangblabla photo spreads — Fire Island studs [...]
The completely rational new website CelebrityAddressAerial.com has assembled a database of hundreds of celebrity home addresses, with handy links to interactive satellite aerial photography programs. The site's introduction claims; "Tapping into Windows Live Local, you will get a birds eye view of celebrity houses and neighborhoods, often in amazing detail. Windows Live Local even allows you to rotate the image in four directions, north, south, east, and west." Start here .
The UnfairPark blog at The Dallas Observer has unveiled/uncovered the city's new logo design for their upcoming "1st Annual Hip Hop For HIV Concert." Unbelievable? "How many things can you find that are wrong and/or disturbing and/or disturbingly wrong with said image?" they ask.

Imagine if you will...something I remember hearing. It's not a memory not of a sound, but of a moment — one that happened once, will never happen again, and could never be recreated. Put it into words? We'll see. It was my freshman year at University of North Texas, in Denton, Texas. I was living in Bruce Hall (left, click for larger), which was, and still is, the official/unofficial music and art dormitory at the school. UNT has a famous music school and a rather prestigious jazz program (it was the first university to offer a [...]