Earth moves tectonically. For years the Earth lay dormant waiting for the right spark. An entire nine years passed the lethargic band by. Upon its awakening on “Hex; Or Printing in the Infernal Method” Dylan Carlson and the group had moved forward. Much cleaner, harmonic, the thing was infused with all the threat and violence of before, yet it felt closer. Since that turn Earth has been moving towards human territory, away from the early cosmic drone that defined its earlier work.
Honestly I have enjoyed the shift. While I think “Earth 2: Special Low Frequency Version” is an absolutely great thing to surrender to, it can’t really be an end-all, be-all. The album is not a repeatable act nor should it. Earth did what it wanted in 1993 and to ask it to do the same thing for an entire decade can certainly be exhausting. Fortunately Earth decided to move towards a grandiose bard sound, which feels warmer and less lonely.
Vocals are finally returning to Earth after a nearly two decade hiatus. The trudge is still there since Earth has all the time in the world. “From the Zodiacal Light” shows off a little bit of what the new Earth incarnation sounds like with additional human elements. Maybe Earth had been working towards this all long: starting out with the isolation threat-infused fuzz to move towards an ever greater epic emotional sound.
“Primitive and Deadly” hopefully shall continue the tradition of latter-day Earth in the finest fashion possible.
What is the difference between a career and a passion? The choice is hard. Many never figure it out. Instead they go through life without knowing which road will lead them to perfection. Plenty of people mourn the loss of the “life that could have been”. Every day millions of people choose to have a career over a passion. Art is something that really pays, just like crime only there is less of an audience for art than there is for crime.
That is what Practice Makes Perfect explores. A random teacher longs to make a career out of stand-up comedy. Most comedians suck and maybe he is not very good at stand-up. There are millions of comedians doing stand-up comedy who should sit down. Whether or not the teacher is good at comedy is irrelevant. Focus is on a steady career consistent paycheck. A few choose the love thing the passion project. Usually the passion project is the road less traveled and it does make all the difference. Not everybody can afford that difference however.
Lots of people wish they could have done things differently. On the other hand it is important to have a level of consistency with life. A passion project can always be an on the side thing that continually tugs at the heart strings. People who follow the passion project can find great fulfillment in doing what they love but at great cost. Perhaps they need to own up to the fact that they may need to cut back on expenses, to really figure out what is a necessity and what is a luxury. Few can do this particularly in a culture that celebrates material success over personal enjoyment. Personal enjoyment tends to be equated with material possession when that is not always the case.
Jayme K. had done this sort of thing before. A novelist, writer for Thought Catalog and general ‘doer of things’ Jayme K. has good follow-through with whatever he puts his mind to. With this particular project a great deal of the filming has already been completed, hence why he can at least show a trailer. Far more is needed: more filming, post-production, etc. Hence he is asking the great world for a little helping hand. Considering how much he has already done himself, out of his own pocket (and out of his own time) it is a good idea to help him out.
JDA Winslow displays his ass for the whole world to see. What does his ass tell the world? Asses have a lot to say. Many individuals talk out of their asses when their mouths get all tired. Fortunately JDA Winslow understands this important distinction. Blessed with one of the best reading voices in all of Alt Lit, JDA Winslow is the person to narrate anybody’s life.
During the e-book JDA Winslow talks about his employment prospects. They are nil. Good thing JDA Winslow has great company. The world wastes its youth giving them meager job prospects to pay them less than they are worth. “Economics” is intended to improve productivity by keeping wages down. Strangely the world is getting older so it would seem to be important to value youth for it is fleeting, aging every year. Median ages are increasing every year with fewer and fewer youth. Instead of rewarding those youthful ideals they are kept down with a mixture of bleak job prospects, limited freedoms brought on by a lack of money, and student loan debt that costs more than a mortgage. At least JDA Winslow does not need to worry about the loans. Up in Scotland they pay for people to go to school, a novel prospect.
Loneliness is a part of life. That is the life JDA Winslow lives with lots of other people. Individuals who claim to never be lonely are either liars or awful people. It is possible to be both. By being alone JDA Winslow has a lot of free time to do great Internet things, SELFIEs of his butt, drinking alone, creating PDFs for great distribution. At least JDA Winslow has food up in his area in Scotland, a place where the sun doesn’t shine, kind of like his ass.
Around his neighborhood people know a lot about him, like the size of his genitalia. People are always interested in genitalia size for whatever reason. It is a way people define themselves yet another measuring stick. In fact some people get super into it, comparing their genitalia to things like rulers (normal enough), soda cans (slightly stranger), and board games (kind of creepy honestly). Good thing people know so much about JDA Winslow. What JDA Winslow really wants is someone to know him in the biblical sense getting his EFF on.
Can this review help get JDA Winslow a little something-something? Are Beach Sloth reviews a sure fire way to get laid? Only time will tell.
An origin story is always a fascinating thing. Back in 1998 nobody had heard anything from SND besides a tiny, self-pressed EP entitled “Tplay” on their own SND label. From there they attracted the attention of Mille Plateaux who helped release their first three albums. Then there was nothing.
Years passed where SND remained dormant releasing the odd remix and compilation track. They toured with Autechre, got heavily involved in art, and overall did an excellent job bridging the gap between the dance floor and electronic minimalism. Unable to comfortably fit under either they remained relatively quiet as the genre they helped co-found (glitch) petered out towards the late 2000s. It was only at that time that SND was able to come into its own.
From there SND released a triple EP (4,5,6) and began to become active again. Mark Fell, who had been relatively busy with his own artistic practice, started releasing solo albums at an alarming rate. Only then was SND ready to have its follow-up fourth release, Atavism, on the highly lauded Raster Noton label. Many were enthused by the new, stripped down, and freer version of SND that had emerged after seven years of mostly silence.
Since then SND has kept itself busy with a number of projects, collaborations and Mark Fell has spawned a new project (Sensate Focus) intended to further mess with the template of house music. This means that there has never been a better time to go full circle and re-issue the recording that brought them to where they are today.
“Tplay, 1:5” gives a fuller picture of the early experimentation of the SND project. Included is more than nice re-masters of the original pieces (which honestly would have been enough). As SND appears to be constantly fixated on offering a full view of their work, they have transformed the reissue into a seventy minute plus excursion into their earliest recordings, never before heard.
New tracks give off a bit more of a club/dance floor friendly vibe than the original EP material. Beginning with a nearly ten minute long track the album shows off their early dub-influenced side. Other tracks possess a relatively straightforward (for SND) view of what the marriage of minimalism and dance music looked like early on in the project. Track three is one of the most incredible tracks taking rather accessible structure and slowly manipulating it into something that they could call their own. In fact track three offers one of the most immediately accessible pieces on the entire collection, something that would not be out of place on their debut album, “Makesnd Cassette”. Other tracks go even further, showing off the sounds they would explore on their underrated album “Stdio” like the light touch of track 6. Other pieces reflect the best moments that they would explore in their painfully small number of EPs, like track 7 which easily could have fit into their best EP “Travelog”.
Overall the collection is greatly appreciated and hopefully SND can continue to bring more of their early work out from the shadows.
School should be free. This is no ordinary school however. This is school with a lower case k and minus an h. I saw this coming from a million damn miles away because my eyesight is so fresh.
Everything about this screams Boost House mostly because it actually comes from Boost House. For a long while Boost House was a dream. Then it became a reality. People moved in made it that house a home. So, technically Boost House is an actual home complete with kitchen, bathroom, living room and even bedrooms. Yes Boost House has done a lot with the limited amount of time it has been on Earth because YOLO. Boost House is so into YOLO that it managed to create a large collection entitled “The YOLO Pages” which has gotten serious-ass press across the Internet stratosphere.
Free Skool takes things to the next level, a second story. Like the first story there are still windows but they show such great things. A lot of the individuals included within the YOLO Pages are aware of the need for social change. Things cannot stay the same. What Free Skool intends to do is help people navigate an increasingly changing world, a world that no longer sees reality as the main purpose of life but rather as a distraction.
The world can be a better place. The process will be gradual. At no point will there be a declaration that all war will end, all injustices solved, economic inequalities erased. No the way to do it is through a person, then some people, and eventually communities. Scaling up is how it can happen. Fortunately there are people who have done this in the past and there are people in the present working to make it all possible. However these things take time to make the world a better place.
What Free Skool hopes to accomplish is a mere fraction of this change. By using the Internet (a place more and more people are choosing to relocate to) the world can become beautiful through Spreecast. A number of lecturers are going to teach an interactive class of willing participants. To date there have been no confirmed professors, no Noam Chomskys, though with time this might change. Unfortunately Noam Chomsky has yet to create a Spreecast account as he only recently discovered Facebook and has a steep learning curve.
Is the world ready for more Boost House? It probably is.
Beach Sloth enjoys a good mystery every now and then. Nothing is more mysterious than the ghostly transmissions emitting from the N A R R E T fan page. What do the pieces even mean? Is it a way to take poetry to the next level, devoid of ego simply sent out to an increasing audience curious about what is possibly occurring? It certainly appears that way as no one to date has admitted to working on the timeless Facebook fan page.
The first written piece asks an important question about performing surgery while entering the Earth’s atmosphere. With this first piece it is obvious that the page may be maintained by extraterrestrial life forms, able to travel across the universe but completely unable to develop decent social media sites. Hence alien life comes to Earth hoping to kill a couple hours by posting and liking things on Facebook. To date few aliens have really gotten the hang of Twitter so Facebook is what they possess for now.
Pictures appear to be a mixture between alien art and Daniel Johnston. Alien life forms enjoy Daniel Johnston’s work a lot since they are far more evolved than the average human. Daniel Johnston is an intergalactic superstar unfortunately he receives few royalties from other parts of the galaxy. The music industry in the world has yet to accurately honor Daniel Johnston with the respect he rightfully deserves. Instead for some reason the world continues to a lot of bad bands with lots of respect even though they have a mere fraction of Daniel Johnston’s talent.
Invented worlds are excellent. With much of the world destroyed by conflict and bad vibes, good vibes are created. Nation states exist online because people got sick of reality moving too slowly to address problems. Teeth are major commodities online for they are traded in early in life to a tooth fairy that pays children to grow up. Children are tricked into believing they are going to be ‘big boys’ and ‘big girls’ when honestly they get more responsibility with few payoffs.
Judging from the pictures and words the alien life forms running the page appear to be aware of Earth’s humble origins as a stupid water-covered planet. Back in the day every organism was single-celled lacking any online social media presence. Fast-forwarded to the future even plants can blog to the world. Life is wonderful that way how it pays so much attention to itself.
Spirits visit the Facebook fan page for they are curious how the outside universe views its physical forms. Concentrating on the world the spirits try to help the living trying to guide them in the right direction. Called ‘fate’ the spirits want to help the living avoid the mistakes they themselves made many years and eons ago. Dust is nothing more than the presence of spirit sailing down to Earth from the Heavens, hoping to spy on life up close and personal. Evolution celebrates this ability to focus on the self, on the self-awareness, eating the apple, creating culture, and hopefully one day realizing just how small it really is.
N A R R E T realizes the bigness of the world by focusing on the littlest details, bringing culture anonymously.
Aging is alienation. The shifting of tastes suggests that there is dissatisfaction with one’s life. In a sense that is true. What hurts the most is the knowledge that those things that meant a lot are essentially meaningless. For a while the pain hurts. People try to disassociate themselves from this isolation. Hence they turn to mind-altering substances, self-imposed isolation, and the escape of the Internet. Though very different in scope, when put together they form a way of experiencing life from a distance, a way of feeling part of it without actually living it.
The nameless main character in “A Certain Kind of Light” suffers from this problem. Unable to determine much of anything the character tries to form connections with those who appear to suffer from their own degradation. A death, a slow decay of a room, these are the things that the character experiences on a fairly regular basis. Death fascinates the nameless character as he constantly thinks of the daily events that remind him of the fleeting nature of life: a dead bird, a dead friend’s dad, even looking at the gross fingernails and scratches on a friend’s body. Living with a lack of a filter the main character takes everything in and appears to be flooded with too much information.
Connection is easiest for the main character when he has distance. Phones are easier for him to deal with than actual physical interaction. From afar he has safety. Up close he worries about perception. He worries that silence will destroy him and that he needs to defeat the silence. Around him his family is not much better. The father suffers and is slowly wilting away. His mother does something similar though her path is not a choice but an external condition in which she has no control. Most of who he encounters appears to be just as lonely as he, trying to interact, trying to find meaningful connection and being totally let down.
By the end the main character’s insecurities flood out of him. He longs to meet a beautiful person online and is unable to be disappointed by a person he will never meet. The person lives in another country another continent and this is completely fine for him. With the promise of no disappointment he is able to spill his innermost thoughts to this individual without any fear at all. Yet it is simply a facsimile of intimacy. Real intimacy is something he is afraid of; rather he chooses to simply be away from all of it observing people from far away projecting his desires onto them.
“A Certain Kind of Light” feels too real. Millions live vicariously through those they meet online an unsustainable form of social interaction. Thomas Moore shows exactly what happens when that takes over the real life and the result is terrifying.