Mixtape Monday: Exquisite Tension
Dream Rimmy – Like Me Born Twins – A Few Hours After This Devan Mulvaney – Into the Woods Blue Streak – Dog Juanita Stein – Forgiver Magic Wands – Realms Peach Kelli Pop – Hello Kitty Knife Wussy – Runaway
Mixtape Monday: Dancin’ on the Highway
Flasher – Burn Blue Cruel Summer – Strange Fruit Rips – Delay Carmen Villain – Red Desert Las Piñas – Verano Great Grandpa – Favorite Show Fever Dream – Youth (Is Wasted on the Old) Haunted Summer – Every Step
Poetry by PJ Carmichael
Poems by PJ Carmichael ( Instagram ) PJ Carmichael is a poet, writer, artist, adventurer, and spiritualist from Wakefield, Massachusetts. His work focuses on his interaction with and the contrast between the natural world and the urban environment. He currently runs Mass Love Distro, a multimedia production and distribution endeavor. Sick She mumbles loudly in the next room; she’s sick and doesn’t feel well sleeping at six pm half-measurable articulation to my father: “I have to sleep” she doesn’t even care if she falls down the stairs “like being hit in the head with a sledgehammer.” I’m waking up for work tomorrow at the same time I always do…
Mixtape Monday: Beautiful Misinterpretations
Sextile – Paradox Peel Dream Magazine – Pill Love Jerks – Apocalyptic Make-out Single Lash – Come True Silent Forum – How I Faked the Moon Landing Twin Studies – Still Life Many Voices Speak – I Saw You Pearl & the Oysters – Vitamin D
Monday Mixtape: Tracks In Your Town
Drive Away – Ex-Cousins Come Down – Black Liquid Drop Stix N Stones – The Dizzease Slow Down – Advance Cassette Nasskalt – Poison Culture Half Hole – Glasswave Stripes – The Villas Daiz – Mothpaw
Photography: Castles in the Sky by Griselda Duch
Photographer: Griselda Duch ( Instagram ) “Is there a way to describe the aching love we hold for things that cannot reciprocate? The expression to build “Castles in the Sky” means to dream big. To create dreams, hopes and plans that are almost impossible and unrealistic. To aim higher. The series represents a personal perspective, an ultimate collection of dreamlike photos with an open ending. A selection of images focused on the essence of the dreams not beyond a quixotic world where neon lights, cacti and love are the highlights. When the dreamer dies, what happen to the dream? Such a wide interpretation we use to build castles in…
Raymond & Lane Ep. 8: Employment, Part Two
Eccentricity and laughs at their finest, Raymond & Lane are back with Episode 8, Part Two of Employment! The duo have survived some hellbent clients, but they ain’t seen nothing yet. Before meeting one potential client, their boss has some new rules to keep them straight: You don’t knock on her door, You jump the fence, And then you do three, soft, taps on the door, If her kids answer – you take off running. Watch the second half of Employment below, plus catch a super special RuPaul’s Drag Race guest star appearance! Written & Created By Matt Cullen & Troy LaPersonerie
Member’s of Wall/Beverly Release New Track “Fate/Glory”
Photo by Colin Sussingham & Josie Keefe Too often do newly formed supergroups lose sight of their aspirations and ambitions, yet New York based quartet Public Practice reign in their individual strengths with their upcoming debut EP, Distance is a Mirror. Including members from post-punk act WALL and dream-pop band Beverly, singer Sam York, guitarist Vince McClelland, synth/bassist and vocalist Drew Citron, and drummer/programmer and producer Scott Rosenthal combine stark yet danceable grooves in their lead single, “Fate/Glory”. York’s smoky vocals chant over convulsing guitars, a twist on one’s perception and chock full of pleasurable contradictions as it bounces from steady hooks to a final surge of energy in…
Fishspit
Fishspit resides in Bellevue, Washington, and has put out 65 issues of his zine, Wiseblood. He lives with his 19 year old, four and a half pound, deaf and demented cat and loves receiving mail. You can write to him at 1304 175th Pl. NE, Bellevue WA 98008.
Rum and Coke / Vodka / Kahlua / White Wine
I never imagined I’d find myself lost on the outskirts of Boston at 8 AM on a Saturday morning. I had gotten lost because I’d tried to walk home and veered off into the wrong direction. I’d tried to walk home because I was too nauseous to get on the train. I was too nauseous to get on the train because I’d been puking since 6 AM. I’d been puking since 6 AM because the night before I’d ingested two rum and Cokes, one vodka mixer, several glasses of Kahlua and half a bottle of white wine. I’m feeling a little puke-y just thinking about it. I’d arrived late to…
