“sleep heavy with tired trees/the mute tortures the struggles of flesh in its bruised husk…”–Tristan Tzara from “Approximate Man” (1931)
Michael Gira continues to document these mute tortures and the struggles of flesh with The Angels of Light, but he does so with a slightly softer touch than he did during his Chernobyl-bleak days fronting Swans. Which isn’t to say that his music has become any less powerful, but sometimes it’s necessary to spend time with his “purely abstract, surreal, and violent” era (as Justin Broadrick would say).
This promo was released to accompany Children of God, which is one of the high points of the Swans discography.
…and today Silence in Architecture morphs into TMZ Lite.
As was already reported by Gorilla vs. Bear, Crystal Castle’s scheduled concert in Dallas last night hit an Axl Rose-sized snag when said band decided to pretend they were actual rock stars. That is to say, they kicked SiA-approved openers VEGA off the bill for allegedly jacking equipment and proceeded to cancel the show altogether, citing the Grenada’s supposed lack of an adequate sound system. As someone who has witnessed a few (great) shows at the Grenada, I’m having a tough time swallowing that swill. In addition, Alan Palomo of VEGA adamentally denies the former accusation. Taking into account that the Grenada backs Palomo’s version of the story and he is a friend of Jezy, I’m much more apt to discount CC’s frankly ludicrous statements.
While I’m sure the crowd was quite perterbed by CC’s diva-ish behavior, we can fortunately report that the situation didn’t escalate into a Montreal-style Guns ‘N Roses riot; perhaps because the ironic mulleted fan is less hopped up on testosterone than the real deal. In any case, the Grenada and VEGA appear to come out as the more mature participants in this rather silly, yet unfortunate, drama.
So here’s my brief lecture for Crystal Castles: It is unwise to begin acting like Rock Stars hopped up on diva juice before you prove yourself capable of actual stardom. At least when Lars and Axl decided to shit on their fans they had already sold millions of records. Most people stole your debut and the recycle bin is just one mouse click away.
Suck on that 8-bit shit, fuckas.