// Apocalypso (MP3)
Track taken from the album Flashmob.
Built around the cover's picture of Vitalic's album Flashmob, this video clip is an oniric and contemplative journey of a man recreating the 19th century experience of Etienne-Jules Marey on fluid dynamics.
Smoke lines represent the notion of stability, the triangle goes for the disturbance and incidentally for the V of Vitalic. The concept of a flashmob is illustrated here as a result of an intruder perturbating a stable environment.
Directed by //DIY & Brillantine
DP by ART10
// Flashmob (MP3)
Starring:
punk rock is a word used by dillitantes and ah... and ah... heartless manipulators about music that takes up the energies and the bodies and the hearts and the souls and the time and the minds of young men who give what they have to it and give everything they have to it and it's a... it's a term that's based on contempt, it's a term that's based on fashion, style, elitism, satanism and everything that's rotten about rock'n'roll. I don't know Johnny Rotten but I'm sure... I'm sure he puts as much blood and sweat into what he does as Sigmund Freud did. You see, what sounds to you like a big load of trashy old noise is in fact the brilliant music of a genius, myself . And that music is so powerful that it's quite beyond my control and ah... when I'm in the grips of it I don't feel pleasure and I don't feel pain, either physically or emotionally. Do you understand what I'm talking about? Have you ever felt like that? When you just couldn't feel anything and you didn't want to either. You know? Like that? Do you understand what I'm saying sir?
/ The Hateful Eye EP (MP3)
The Cat Piano by Eddie White
Long ago my city’s luminous heart, beat with the song of four thousand cats.
Crooners who shone in the moonlight mimicry of the spotlight.
Jazz singers. Hip cats that went ‘Scat!’
Buskers with open-mouthed hats hungry for a feed.
Parlours paraded purring glamorous songstresses.
Smoky hookahs and smoking hookers.
Strays strummed string and sung a cocktail of cat’s tails.
A decadent party of meowing sound.
A bohemian behemoth, post-midnight soiree.
Amongst the chorale ‘o tuneful ones was one fair queen who drew me from o’er the way.
Her fur, an amorous white and a voice that made all the angels of eternity sound tone deaf.
Blind with love at first sight, touched by the taste of her sound,
I longed to be the microphone she cradled near her breast.
‘Twas our Shang-ri-la of sound,
A paradise found where nothin’ could stop us.
Or so it seemed.
Singers began to vanish like sailors lost at sea.
Snatched from stage alley way
Shanghai’d from behind scarlet curtain.
Into thin air they disappeared without a single cry.
Police study the clues.
Foot-prints from human shoes.
So you’ve heard of every instrument but?
Torn from your history books is this pianola,
This harpsichord of harm.
The cruellest instrument to spawn from man’s grey cerebral soup.
The Cat Piano.
Confined were the cats in a row of cages.
With each note struck upon it’s ivory tusks,
A sharpened nail would pierce each cat’s tail,
Forcing a note from each pitch on the scale.
I ran my cursed writer’s run to tell her beware.
She wasn’t there.
My soul capsized.
Like a fish, paralysed.
On a chopping board, its spinal cord ripped forth from its body,
Her vocals the last the thief had needed,
A rare celestial pitch that would complete his collection.
The city in unrest.
Fights broke out in its sleep.
I couldn’t dream anymore.
There was a hole in my heart and everything fell out of it.
All music forbidden.
Keep your lullabies hidden.
And your A and E minors off the street after dark.
My town grew cold and bitter.
In icy hibernation was the once thumping heart.
Now seizing up.
Freezing up.
Katzenklavier.
The torturous worm of sound burrowed deep into my ears.
Le Piano du chat
I thought of Van Gogh.
Neko Piano.
I’d put an end to this incessant, inescapable drone.
Mao Gang Qin
I enlisted an army of the brave and I their general declared war.
Poised with tooth and fire in paw.
We would finally settle this musical score.
Eyes with fierce intent that glowed.
Through tempestuous waters we rowed.
Storming the shores,
Swarming in scores,
Scaling its walls with well-sharpened claws,
We invaded the tower through all its doors.
Up the winding stairs,
To meet him with blinding stares.
There he sat.
The organ grinder.
He turned, we pounced, we scratched and bit.
He stumbled.
Fell through the window.
Screaming into the indigo waters below.
We freed the chain gang from their jail.
Cremated the piano.
And for home we set sail.
The city had reclaimed its vestal muse.
It would live again.
Beat again.
Cats would sing in the street again.
And I in anonymity as I had been long before this soliloquy,
Could sit and listen from afar.
The Cat Piano, now a healed over wound.
And this ode its fading scar.
01. Music Go Music : "Warm in The Shadow" (Villa Remix)
02. Gossip : "Heavy Cross" (Siriusmo Dub)
03. Emjae : "Discoplex"
04. Two Door Cinema Club : "I Can Talk" (Golden Bug remix)
05. Palermo Disko Machine : "Vesuvia"
06. Joakim : "Spiders" (Extended Dance Mix)
07. Don Diablo : "I am Not From France" (Cagedbaby's Rollerdisco Lcross Campaign Mix)
08. Detachments : "Circles" (Mighty Mouse remix
09. The XX : "Crystalised" (Rory Phillips Remix)
10. Bot'ox : "Bearded lady Motorcycle Show"
01. Mark Pritchard - ?
02. Hudson Mohawke - Spotted (Neve Mix)
03. Mike Slott - Knock Knock
04. Brackles - LHC
05. Gemmy - Rainbow Road
06. Untold - Disipline
07. Tranqill - Payroll (Paul White's Clean Dub)
08. Architeq - Sleeping Bear Lament (Take Remix)
09. Rustie - Zig Zag
10. Mono/Poly - Red And Yellow Toys
11. Hyetal - We Should Light A Fire
12. Starkey - Gutter Music VIP
13. Darkstar - Videotape
14. Floating Points - Esthian III
15. Sunken Foal - Of Low Count And Light Pocket
16. Teebs - WLTA
17. Nosaj Thing - IOIO
18. Legion Of Two - And Now We Wait
Earlier this year, The Ghostly Store introduced custom artist t-shirts, working with West Coast designer Ryan Stephens (aka Electric Seaweed). This fall, The Ghostly Store is expanding its curatorial t-shirt line with Dark Arts, a new collection of extremely limited-edition tees showcasing work by a small group of New York artists, curated by Brooklyn’s Philistine DSGN.
The Dark Arts line, whose imagery tends toward the shadowy end of the aesthetic spectrum, features work by fine artists and graphic designers Lauren Bahr, Andy Gilmore, and Danny Scales. The line’s initial roster will continue to grow, as new shirts will be added periodically throughout the coming year.
can i come over, i need to restlay down for a while
disconnect
the night was so long
the day even longer
lay down for a while
recollect
?oPenned by EE Cummings & adapted to music form by...
baby
i
wouldn't like
Death if Death
were
good:for
when(instead of stopping to think)you
begin to feel of it,dying
's miraculous
why?be
cause dying is
perfectly natural;perfectly
putting
it mildly lively(but
Death
is strictly
scientific
& artificial &
evil & legal)
we thank thee
god
almighty for dying
(forgive us,o life!the sin of Death
// The Rhumb Line (MP3)
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// The Fashion (MP3)
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01. Splitting The Atom (feat. 3D, Daddy G, and Horace Andy)
02. Pray For Rain (feat. Tunde Adebimpe)
03. Psyche (Van Rivers / The Subliminal Kid Remix) (feat. Martina Topley Bird)
04. Bulletproof Love (Christoff Berg Remix) (feat. Guy Garvey)
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