Alright, so rowdy new Kranky artist White Rainbow starts talking about Flying Saucer Attack and the golden age of space rock, and then Pauly Shore rolls through and asks him about his jams and they have a quick brodeo. No words, my friends, no words. Thanks to Porch of the Mystics for unearthing this most gnarly of vids, bud-dee.
FIST BUMP!
Actually, no… this is the most gnarly of vids. I hate that it’s called “The Worst Thing I Ever Saw On Public Access TV.” It’s the greatest thing I’ve ever seen outside The Spirit of Truth. Simply amazing. This dude is the best dude.
Dream bill: Wolf Eyes, Jandek, Steverino, and the above gentleman (herein referred to as “hurdy gurdy bro,” as that is evidently the name of the instrument and of no relation to Donovan). So epic.
I just love this video that L-Train discovered the other night featuring music by Lightning Bolt. It’s beautiful through and through. The short sorta reminds me of The New Radicals video for “You Get What You Give,” except with a fun-loving monster bro, less bucket hat, and better jammage. Enjoy.
Last Wednesday was a beautiful evening of music. The most significant testament to the show was how well three somewhat disparate genres meshed in an aesthetically sensible way. Many thanks to everyone who came out!
The evening kicked off in a dream state thanks to Softcheque. This was my first time seeing them (I missed them when they opened for Phantom Family Halo), and I was extremely impressed. Though they were missing a member due to a last minute work conflict, the group sounded thick and tight. Though Softcheque is often known as a group of Sapat members, Sapat in no way overshadows what Softcheque brings to the table. While Softcheque toggles between many genres, the soft, pointed vocals of Dane Waters over slow-tempo, orante instrumentation evokes a serious Broadcast and/or Pram vibe, minus some of the retro kitsch. I’ll let the video speak for itself:
R Keenan Lawler was up next, and killed it as usual. Lawler is a one-man act, using hollow-body guitar, a bottle neck, a mixer, and effects pedals to create Martian mountain folk. Lawler plays it claustrophobic and intense – you don’t need visuals or distractions to keep your attention focused on the man sitting on the stool noodling away.
Detroit’s Oblisk closed the evening with the loudest performance. Walls shook, the strobe light blinked, and there was lots of smiling before a few faces melted off. Super resonant Big Muff distortion makes me emotional. I almost cried. I’ll be reviewing the group’s latest, Weather Patterns, later this week. So good. Enjoy a couple of minute-long nuggets (I wish the video was longer, but alas, camera fail):
One of my favorite Lexbros, Mick Jeffries, captured a little bit of Windy & Carl’s drone-out performance last night at new art space slash music venue Land of Tomorrow.
Too broke to booze tonight (except for some Heaven Hill, which I won’t go into) so I might as well blog like the winner I am. It should be apparent that I have the taste for the strange, and I often try to find gems of inexplicable oddity on YouTube. The third Adventures in YouTubin’ comes, this time around, with a theme and a new graphic (that, come to think of it, looks like I’m promoting a rave or some shit) – strange moments on the tele, subsequently uploaded to YouTube.
Enter fake Max Headroom:
I can only imagine that this was rather horrifying and surreal to randomly see on PBS. One autumn November evening in 1987, Chicago’s WTTW was airing a fun and fancy-free episode of Dr. Who, when the signal was intercepted and overtaken by pirates.
In order to hijack a television feed, you would need very sophisticated, expensive microwave equipment capable of overtaking a television station’s signal (not to mention extremely specialized technical knowledge). You would also need to know the exact location of the uplink antenna and be within line-of-sight. However, WTTW’s was on top of the Sears Tower, a very visible landmark, making it a bit easier to find, and certainly impossible to locate where the pirate signal came from. Investigators concluded that the “signal pirate” smothered WTTW’s broadcast with a large and uncommon rig of sufficient microwave power, the type of equipment that could be purchased for about $25,000 (in ‘87 no less), or rented for a few thousand dollars. If one wanted to cover their tracks well, the microwave rig could be disassembled and transported using a few large suitcases. It’s also possible that the pirate could’ve gained access to a powerful ground-based transmitter. He was never caught.
The mask, if you’re wondering, is the protagonist from the mid-’80s post apocalyptic program Max Headroom, a type of Orwellian show wherein tyrannical corporations control the media (sounds familiar) and subversives would disseminate their message of freedom by hijacking live TV signals. The social commentary was not lost on investigators.
The stunt required a lot of work, know-how, and money to pull off, all at significant personal and legal risk… for this:
“He’s a freaky nerd!””This guy’s better than Chuck Swirsky.” (a WGN sportscaster at the time)
“Oh Jesus!”
“Catch the wave.” (a reference to the New Coke marketing slogan)
“Your love is fading.”
[hums the theme song to the 1959 TV series “Clutch Cargo”]
“I stole CBS.”
“Oh, I just made a giant masterpiece printed all over the greatest world newspaper nerds.”
“My brother is wearing the other one.”
“It’s dirty.”
“They’re coming to get me!” [then cue mock S&M scene]
Moral of the story – be thankful. Do you see the lengths people had to go to publicize their pointless bullshit prior to the Internet?
It’s great when you can present a video so strange that John Cage’s “Water Walk” seems rather tame:
Not much to add here. This is an excerpt from a game show called I’ve Got a Secret. I have a feeling that some TV exec or talent buyer lost their job after this one, especially since this was three years prior to Steve Allen getting away with letting Frank Zappa play a bike on live television.
Finally, this could be classified as a horrifying moment in television like the first video, I suppose, though I don’t know if this is actually airing anywhere else besides public access. For those unfamiliar, the TARC is the Transit Authority of River City, our public transit system here in Louisville. The city’s initiating a fairly big push to go green, so more people are riding their bikes. Unfortunately, a lot of the busier streets don’t have bike lanes at the moment, so people switch to the bus. Evidently, there were enough people who couldn’t figure out how to bring their bike on the bus to convince TARC they needed to spend money producing… this…
Sweet sassy molassey. I would be totally bummed if I was a bus driver and had to participate in this. Kinda reminds me of D’Mite’s “Read a Book,” though, what do you think? Also, “concept and lyrics by Mamma Jamma.” I love this city.
If you find something insane on YouTube that should be featured here, send me an email: kb [at] thedecibeltolls (dot) com, and you’ll get some sort of prize if we feature it. Can’t guarantee it’s a good prize, but something free nonetheless.
The visual treats keep coming. I was just sent the most high quality series of live Tortoise videos I’ve ever seen, which capture most of their performance at last year’s excellent Forecastle Festival in Louisville, Ky. The videos feature a soundboard-quality recording of the concert dubbed in sync with the video, both of which were recorded by Keith Robbins. The first video after the jump is “In Sarah, Mencken, Christ and Beethoven There Were Women and Men,” which is probably my Tortoise song (with “Dot/Eyes” coming in a close second).
For all intents and purposes, everything’s been done before – more often than not by Frank Zappa specifically. Above we have a nice Gorey-esque ink sketch done by my girlfriend (click to see full resolution) featuring a vaudevillian Paul McCartney snaggin’ another good idea from Frank Zappa (which as we all know, he didn’t take too kindly to and recorded the album We’re Only in It for the Money as a retort).
There are many instances of artists doing strange, unexpected, or otherwise self-defeating things during television performances. Frank Zappa did it first by playing a bicycle on the Steve Allen show. Live.
And while you hear a variety of music industry insiders complain about the follies of the music business, Frank Zappa prophesied it.
And before Bono was dining with Kofi Annan, Frank Zappa was being a badass and calling out the eggheads on Crossfire. As history demonstrated, of course, the PRMC lost and Zappa’s instrumental Jazz From Hell received a parental advisory label. Hilarious. The first clip is from 1985, and his treatment on the show probably influenced his demeanor in the last two clips from 1987. Robert Novak’s lookin’ good at his younger age.
When in doubt, it’s safe to assume Frank was there first. Though I can’t empirically prove it, I find it a valid statement. Enjoy two of my favorite brainwaves from Mr. Z.