my bloody valentine - loveless full album since #uscivadomani and since it has been quite a while since I last listened to it, I'm putting it back on today. One of my favorite albums (besides my all-time favorite album when making love).
 
New Trolls - My Shadow In the Dark (Per Jimi Hendrix) - Live

Here Nico, recovering from that coma (which will no longer allow him to use his left side or speak like he used to due to hemiparesis), returns to the keyboards, unable to play his magical guitar, and that’s it...
 
New Trolls - Andrò ancora

by Fabrizio De André, Riccardo Mannerini, Domenico Di Palo, Vittorio De Scalzi, and Gian Piero Reverberi, it was the year '68 and nothing...
 
news: ANAMAI - DREAM BABY to be listened to as soon as possible because the few samples seem to be good
 
Mark Lanegan - Wedding Dress (RTE Other Voices) I find this version way cooler than the one on the Bubblegum album.
 
#chianuradocet (2) "My sex" by Ultravox from John Foxx turns into a very 'Sparks-like' track here... and the lyrics are pure Faust. A journalist from Sorrisi e Canzoni called him saying that Enrico Ruggeri had plagiarized it with his 'Contessa'... but it was a matter of the same 'sources'. Moreover, the three of us were hanging out during that time discovering the first home computer games... Faust'o - il Mio Sesso
 
J.R MONTROSE "The third" (1956)

J.R. Monterose - from "J.R. Monterose"
1957 (Blue Note)

#jazzlegends
 
Il pasto nudo

David Cronenberg (5 out of 5)
"Dead Ringers" - 1991

#35mm
 
#thebadguys
People
Bad teachers
It’s the spirit of the times.
Shitty times…
So shitty that we even have to worry about certain people, bald-headed idiots who love to march in groups and who, if they had lived in those times they crave so much, would have been cannon fodder or guests of their prisons.
As for those who beat each other with belts at their concerts to prove their virility, I'm sorry, but I just can't take them seriously…
So I look elsewhere: to those who are in love with swastikas, uniforms, and trinkets of a bygone era, even if they say it's not true, they’re ashamed, they claim it’s irony, situationism…
I don’t know if it's a lack of guts, mental confusion, or something else. Better, much better, to have someone like Lemmy (what can I do if Nazi uniforms are the coolest of all?).
It's a shame because some records are actually good (Cashmore, under his name or as Nature and Organisation, for example, has made some really nice things).
So if I have to point one out, I’ll mention this record by Boyd Rice, which I already like from the title and is considered a kind of manifesto of the genre.
If you get past the ridiculousness of the internal photos in the booklet, the music is actually, in its own way, pleasant…
Of course, I doubt he really understands what he’s saying (it seems unlikely that he could refer to the enlightened bourgeois liberalism of a Tocqueville who saw democracy as the dictatorship of the mediocre or to Plato's anti-egalitarian political utopia…but there you go! This is what we’ve got).
Bad teacher. Perhaps.
 
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John Zorn - Lucifer Rising
Smell of sulfur (rock and satanism part 3)
Here, if we want to take them seriously, then we must talk about paganism, esoteric cults, the Church of Thelema, demonology, spiritualism, etc. etc.
Philosophies of gnosis and mystery religions.
There are those who study them, those who know them, those who analyze them.
Like the power of IAO….
Zorn made an album for us. Music for invocation rituals.
I don’t believe in it.
But this is the only album I never listen to when I’m home alone!
 
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Attack of the Demon (Remastered)

Smell of sulfur (Rock and satanism part 2).
Well, if we really want to play this game, then the first name we must mention is that of the Black Widow. Their ā€œSacrificeā€ is perhaps the first (before Coven, Comus, and Black Sabbath…), but certainly the darkest of ā€œblackā€ rock albums.
A true black mass, a ritual of evocation carefully crafted down to the last detail, with genuine expertise and staged with great theatrical flair.
Someone was even frightened…
Of course, the devil was not kind to them, and success was granted to others.
Those who were just pretending.
 
Harvest Simone White
 
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Sweet Home Chicago
ā€œWhere the people eat and drink, even where they worship, there is usually stench. One should not enter a church if they want to breathe pure air.ā€ (Nietzsche).
Smell of sulfur (Rock and Satanism, part 1).
So, if I really have to imagine it – old Lucifer – I picture him with De Niro's face as Louis Cyphre in "Angel Heart" while he peels that egg…
And I see him laughing at all those idiots dressed up like fools who invoke him making all those growls and nasty faces…
Not that there isn't horror, not that there isn't wickedness, not that there isn't brutality, but that's the stupid and mundane side of Evil. With that, he lets men play….
Sure, there's much to say about the relationship between rock and satanism, and the role of Anton LaVey in the underground culture of the '60s should certainly be investigated, and here and there a bit of a sulfur smell has been sensed…
But the rest has been mostly about ridiculous masquerades, circus clowns, broken needles on records played backward, and silly stories to scare children!
However, if there's one music (and only one) that I imagine could accompany old Louis while he peels his egg, it’s this: the raspy singing of Robert Johnson, that voice coming from the deep dark, that music that speaks of pain without redemption.
The bluesman who sold his soul to the devil.
 
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@[G] you instigated me, and now to stop me you must shoot me...
John Phillips -"Drum"
ā€œPolemos is the father of all thingsā€ (Heraclitus)
Isn't evil the true engine of the Universe? A peaceful world would be a dead world.
But instead of boring you with trivial philosophical musings, here’s a little story I was saving for a rainy day… (when I found the time and the motivation to tell it properly).
He is Papa John Philips, and if his name doesn’t ring a bell, think of ā€œCalifornia Dreamin’.ā€
That’s right, the Mamas & Papas….
The California dream, the flower children, universal love… and a crystalline, sunny pop. Too bad the group breaks up over a story of infidelity!
Okay, John is the main mind and continues solo, putting out an album that is a masterpiece: ā€œJohn, The Wolf King Of L.A.ā€. Then he releases a couple more nice ones, but this one! This is a Perfect Pop Album! Beautiful.
Our Papa John is also generous enough to gift his friend Scott Mackenzie that ā€œSan Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Flowers in Your Hair)ā€ which will become his biggest hit (and one of the best-selling records of all time).
So what’s the dark side lurking behind all this?
It’s a love story (love, yes), a diseased, deformed, unacceptable love, because it is directed towards his underage daughter, Mackenzie (a name that recurs). He introduces her to drugs and subjugates her (but her sister, on the other hand, says she was willing) for a whole ten years.
Then Mackenzie gets pregnant….
Now this story I will need to tell better than this because it deserves it, because it’s more complicated than it seems (it’s incredible, it’s absurd, but it’s a love story), because it raises some questions.
For now, let’s just listen to that crystalline, sunny, clear pop album. Perfect!
And be astounded knowing what dark abyss enveloped it.
 
Yahowa 13 - Man The Messiah
#badguys
These are really bad. The elusive guru Ya-Ho-Wha or Father Yod, born James Edward Baker from Cincinnati (Ohio), founded a cult that Sky Saxon of the Seeds joined. This messiah-yogin initially followed the teachings of Yogi Bhajan, a Sikh authority and master of White Tantra, before diving into Western esotericism, randomly drawing from alchemy, cabala, theosophy, and the most naive occultism imaginable, to the extent that he "conceived" some of his own secret, esoteric doctrines. He thought it was a good idea to combine them with a healthy vegetarianism. Quite coincidentally, he owned the Source, a large chain of vegetarian restaurants (with regular customers like John Lennon). His commune (the Source Family) was located on the hills of Hollywood. In addition to leading it spiritually, he had 14 wives and his own rock band, psychedelic and tribal, called Yahowha 13, of which he was the singer. Saxon, having entered this circle, collaborated in the recording of their albums, receiving from Ya-Ho-Wha the new name of Sunlight in exchange for all his personal belongings as well as his copyright. The guru then entrusted him with two fundamental tasks:

1) The practice of esoteric music.

2) The care of stray dogs.

P.S. Also worth appreciating is the album cover.
 
MORTACCI TUA
Beautiful Nes. New #villains