Black Table, female fronted post-black metal band from USA.
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there’s something I find very comforting about hearing a TV in another room quietly playing daytime television
i think the last time i dressed up for halloween was in 8th grade when i wore a neon yellow shirt and called myself a highlighter. actually, that’s a lie. i was a sheet ghost last year. i went to my school’s costume party and sat in the corner with someone dressed as no-face from spirited away and we didn’t say anything to each other at all.
not to lighten the mood but i thought you said “street ghost” and i was into it.
10/14: THE BLOB (1958)
I stole this weird image some rando made off of their blog because I totally can’t understand it. Is this really an idea about how Steve McQueen sits next to a poster for THE BLOB while hugging the Blob and thinking about something troubling? Who would create this?
About that Steve McQueen: it takes most of the movie’s whole first act for it to sync in that this wizened 28 year old is definitely supposed to be a teenager. The lone cue that starts you on this journey of realization is a opening actor credit that says "Introducing the Teenagers". McQueen’s name is not among them, but the film’s loud and immediate concern about the very idea of Teenagers lets you know that basically anyone in the movie might be a teenager. Watch McQueen try to force his spine to telescope, to shrink his big adult body into his clothes, play along as he fails to negotiate with men his own age in police uniforms, and feigns an inability to coerce another “teenager” into sexual intercourse, and you know, he’s one of them.
I know it sounds like I’m being insulting, but I really don’t mean it that way. THE BLOB’s perverted obsession with The Youth of Today is just one of its many, many delights. The worst thing about THE BLOB is probably just the fact that Burt Bacharach’s incredible theme song doesn’t play through the entire movie. The second worst thing is the teasing, intermittent absence of the excellent-looking eponymous creature. I could definitely watch an entire movie in which the Blob just slimes around town looking for things to do and squeezing through holes of various shapes, to the infectious beat of Bacharach’s Beware of the Blob.
What is THE BLOB about? I think it’s about how, at one time, it was almost the end of the American 1950s, arguably the most rigidly and piously hygienic period in human history. Under this climate of cleanly mental and physical oppression, imaginations festered with thoughts of bodily abjection and the urge to merge. The ultimate embodiment of these tantalizing anxieties would of course be a blob. It has no shape, it has no set dimensions. It has no superego to bother it about its indiscretions, it has no sanitary outer shell to prevent its fluids from simmering on the surface. It can go anywhere with a keyhole or a crawlspace, and does not respect your privacy. It grabs your whole body and mixes it together with somebody else’s.
I don’t know how common a thought this is, but I always wondered why they didn’t make the Blob green. Isn’t that the standard color of slime? Hasn’t that always been the case? I assume the Blob is red because that’s an alarm color and it makes you think about viscera, but maybe I’m missing something.
Anyway, this is a really fun, cool-looking movie. I’ll give you a choice: you can either watch THE BLOB seven times in a row, or listen to all of this:
You have to do one or the other, though. I’ll know.
i find it disturbing when people refer to a song as a “tune”. it makes me feel like they’re trying to force their happy-go-lucky whistfulness on me.
forgot my book again, drew on some accidentally-printed-out bike part instructions, decided to like it.
i’ve been working no bigger than about 5x8 all my life, but these printer paper drawings are making me think maybe something would come of working larger
i don’t know what to call this giant body style but i’m getting really into it
BARTKIRA show here at Velocity Friday November 7th!!!
For those with such tendencies…
beigeinside, GOD DAMN IT!
Moving sale! Get these two books, big risograph printed horror stories, for $10 together. I’ll mail them to you tomorrow before I hop a plane to Osaka.
“I can’t recommend it enough.” – Kevin Bramer, Optical Sloth
“One one level it’s an experiment in wedding Smith’s thin-lined, loose altcomix style to the doe-eyed, slackjawed strangeness of Umezu’s character designs, and to the spectacle of his horrific “punchline” panels and pages. The wedding’s a happy one, milked mainly for the blackly comedic effect of the contrast.” - Sean T. Collins
do yourself a favor already!
*party horn(? is it a horn? a tooter? a party tooter sound maybe)*
this is a zine that I made for my final major project on my art foundation course, about the worst birthday parties that people have ever had
i’ve put it in a ZIP file FOR YOU ALL TO READ ! :- ) click here to check it out on Gumroad
21 pages, comics, illustration and text (pencil, graphite, pen, paint, collage, BLOW PENS) with handmade paper covers (using party streamers)
the art is all me, JMKE / Josephine Mairead King Edwards
i’ve got stories about a homeless murderer accidently turning up, inbred baby fish, mayonnaise and ketchup on a bare boys butt and screaming goosebumps quotes while scratching the walls
thank you for all the submissions friends
i’m not great with computers so i couldn’t make a PDF, you should find the file in your downloads folder
if you wanna pay more than £2 then sure go ahead this is your life you are in control
it would be greatly appreciated friends if you could reblog this
THIS still exists !! : )
don’t not buy this. it takes like one second to get and costs almost no money. so good.