Wretched Thoughts
Written by Max Stout   

These wretched thoughts
That crawl around inside my head
Like unwelcome guests
Crashing some event not meant for them

Spilling their drinks and laughing too loud
At their own jokes
Crushing their butts into the carpet
With the heel of a boot


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Wedging their empties
Behind a cushion of the sofa
And pissing themselves
Passed out and part of the floor

These wretched thoughts
That invite themselves over
That are always the last to leave
And never seem to know
When it’s time to go home

Go home

 
Wolff - The One Man Tuba
Written by Max Stout   

I know there are a lot of Wolf-bands out there but I decided that Wolff is my name and I'm keepin' it. I've been planning this project and making albums for a while but it has just now come to fruition as a complete entity unto itself. I previously played in some bands out of Austin, Texas where I used to live, one of which was called Drums and Tuba and for a while there we were playing well over two hundred shows a year. This fall I've been hiding in my apartment and working on being able to pull this solo act off live.

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The concept I'm working with is that all the sounds are generated by, with, and through the tuba itself with the help of numerous guitar pedals and other sundry looping devices. Singing is through the tuba. Percussion is banging on the tuba. You get the picture. And by the way, there's no need to be afraid. It's not nearly as scary as it sounds. In any case, it's time to get out of the east village and bring the tuba to the people

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This is Wolff, he performs every friday at 1am at Piano's, which is on Stanton and Ludlow in The Lower East Side of Manhattan.

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Pict-O-Tales from Darlaville
Written by Nathan Riley Matters   

I'm a jack of all trades type person..so ive been a make up artist, hair stylist theatre performer, window dresser..so on..i just apply some of these techniques to my photography. The idea is a home grown one...more akin to the Victorian and 1920's staged photo era where simple props and ideas were expressed not with photoshop obviously but carefully placed props and costumes with subtle gestures.


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But it was an eccentric grandmother jean who really influences me. She dyed her carpets black (her hair AND the x-mas tree too) in the 1950's, morphing the sweet cul de sac home into a chinese inspired den. Made her own coffee tables out of glass,somtimes using glitter and pierced everyones ears on the block. She styled wigs for years for the african american hookers in Oakland on Mcarther Ave and taught dance at Arther Murray dance school. She commited suicide when i was 16 with a shot gun. A flare for the dramatic.

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This is an excerpt from an interview with Darla Teagarden which will be out in the June issue. 

 
Erica Doll
Written by Administrator   

Check out Erica Doll's work, until I can get her to write about herself.

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Seed In The Sand
Written by Administrator   

SEED IN THE SAND, to be completed by the end of 2012, will be the second film in Christiane Cegavske’s stop motion animated trilogy which began with BLOOD TEA AND RED STRING.

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Though this film takes place in the same world, it is in a distant time and place from the land where Blood Tea and Red String took place. The creatures here are similar but of another race. Seed in the Sand opens where Blood Tea and Red String ends, in the live action world inhabited by the masked woman. She is in a meadow now, dressed in a red coat carrying a red bag. After digging a small hole she reaches into the red bag, pulls out the large golden gem and plants it in the ground. When she has departed, small white creatures with long pointy ears and red beaks emerge from their tree top nests to tend the spot, watering and weeding it, until one day a sprout emerges.

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This sprout grows into a large bush with leaves of book pages and a white cloth pod sewn up with red stitching. After dreaming of an island shrine, one of the white creatures plucks the precious pod and goes away with it across the sea of sand in a boat made of a discarded map, abandoning his mate and their egg. On his journey, he meets a trio of gem mining island dwellers, covered in black fur with pointy ears and black beaks, who are keen to have the pod for themselves. As he makes his escape from them, his very life is in danger when he meets a ferocious blue sea monster intending to drag him down under the sand to its lair. The island dwellers remain in hot pursuit crowded into a teacup rowing with a silver spoon.

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Moments filled with love and tenderness, eyes filled with dangerous greed, heroic acts and adventure all await the viewer in this new film from Christiane Cegavske.

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