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Car Seat Headrest - How to Leave Town [2014.10.31] (Full Album) great work #lofi with a touch of melancholy. Recommended
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Beneath the Remains

I don’t know, I’ll just go smooth.
 
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Associated LP from 1972
 
I thought it over The Zantees.

On July 4, 1976, Miriam Linna arrives in New York from Cleveland after a brief stay in London. She wanders through the clubs where the tiny bands she reads about in Bomp! play, until she stumbles upon the most beautiful couple she’s ever seen. Their names are Erick Lee Purkhiser and Kristy Marlana Wallace, and they are looking for someone to replace the drummer of their disastrous rockabilly band: Miriam will take Pam Balam's place behind the drums of the Cramps from September of that year until the next.

The encounter with the man who will become the love of her life happens around that time: she is a fanatic of rock ‘n’ roll magazines and records. So is he. She’s looking for a copy of You Must Be a Witch. He has it. He sells it to her or maybe, who knows, he gives it to her. But from that moment on, Miriam and Billy Miller become one in body and soul. They listen, play, sell, write, print a ton of stuff. They will found a phenomenal record store and mail order, set up the biggest competitor to Greg Shaw's Bomp! magazine, and start a bunch of ragtag bands, first among them the Zantees, a quintet that sounds like the Cramps trying to play like the Blasters. Can you imagine?

The Zantees are born in that last sliver of summer in ’77, as an impromptu band to open for a Fleshtones show. It’s Greg Shaw who brings them into his fold to record an album, having already entrusted Linna with the direction of Flamin’ Groovies Monthly. The result is released in 1980, when the band has honed their technical skills from the basic level to the level of “basic. But in time.” The Statile brothers are recruited on guitars, while the role of part-time bassist is filled by Rob Norris, the last guitarist of the Velvet Underground. On piano, also part-time, is Peter Holsapple from the dB’s.

The Zantees don’t wear silly rockabilly outfits, they don’t have pompadours or patent leather shoes. They are simply the spirit of the most authentic rock ‘n’ roll, that of the B-list rockers who never made it to television, and whose years in the service no one has ever documented a single day of. People like Jimmy Carroll or Bill Allen or Leon Payne. Whose songs end up here, in a tattered rockabilly that hasn’t been embalmed with pomade but continues to sizzle like the first guitar amplifiers and the panties of the teenage girls of the Fifties.

Thank Reverendo…
 
Warren Zevon - Carmelita even though I hadn't heard it in a while, Carmelita by W.Z always has the same effect on me.
I remind you, Warren Zevon.
 
All Them Witches - Real Hippies Are Cowboys (Official Video) Of all the tracks released "free without an album" in recent months, this is definitely the best. Even "Tua Mamma Nonricordocosa" is not bad, and it's the exact opposite.
Led Zeppelin, we're coming to get ya, and we're phokkin cloUse.
 
The Arcs - Electrophonic Chronic (Full Album) 2023 even though the cover looks terrible, I’m curious to hear what they do, it might be interesting.
 
Un Chien Andalou (1929) - cortometraggio completo everything to understand or perhaps better the wall of mystery?
 
It's Just A Matter Of Time - The Tell-Tale Hearts

How wonderful to rediscover them all...
 
Bardo Pond ‎– Bufo alvarius, amen 29:15 (1995) FULL ALBUM and to be mean I could claim that only with "Amanita" can they justify their otherwise quite flat existence.
 
 
"The Exterminating Angel" (El ángel exterminador) by Luis Buñuel, Mexico 1962 - Dramatic 95' - b/w
"Is 'The Exterminating Angel' a parable of the human condition?"
Luis Buñuel: "About the bourgeois condition, rather.
Among workers, it wouldn't be the same; there would certainly be a solution to being trapped.
For example, in a working-class neighborhood, a man baptizes his daughter, invites 50 friends for a party, and in the end, they cannot leave...
I believe they would somehow find an exit.
Why?
Because a worker is more accustomed to the concrete difficulties of life."
"The Exterminating Angel," a title Buñuel borrowed from a friend who was writing a play and who, in turn, had taken it from the Bible (Revelation), was initially supposed to be called "Los naufragos de la calle de la Providencia."
Probably, this is the most explicit work of the Spanish director.
A film "without meanings," as an opening caption in some editions (French and Italian) reiterates, Buñuel states, "If the film you are about to see seems enigmatic or incongruous to you, life is too.
It is repetitive like life and, like it, subject to many interpretations."
Buñuel claims he did not intend to play on any symbols, at least not consciously.
Perhaps the best explanation for "The Exterminating Angel" is that there is none.
"Sometimes I regret having shot 'The Exterminating Angel' in Mexico," says Buñuel, "I would have imagined it better in Paris or London, with European actors and a certain luxury in the costumes and accessories.
In Mexico City, despite the beauty of the house, despite all my efforts to choose actors who did not resemble just Mexico, I had to face a certain misery in terms of quality.
Showcasing just a napkin, for example, which then belonged to the makeup artist who lent it to me.
In life as in films, I have always been drawn to things that repeat.
I don't know why and I don't try to explain it.
In 'The Exterminating Angel,' there are at least a dozen repetitions.
For example, two men whom someone introduces to each other, and they shake hands saying, 'Very happy.'
A moment later they meet again and introduce themselves as if they didn't know each other at all.
A third time they finally greet each other warmly like two old friends.
On two occasions, but from a different angle, the guests are seen entering the foyer while the host calls the butler.
After the editing, Gabriel Figueroa (the chief operator and photographer) took me aside and said: 'Louis, something serious has happened.'
'What?'
'The sequence of when they enter the house has been edited twice.'
How could he have thought, even for a moment, he who had filmed both sequences, that such a blunder could have escaped the editor and me?
"The Exterminating Angel" is one.