Showing posts with label Culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Culture. Show all posts

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Currently Reading...




Black Magic: Religion and the African American Conjuring Tradition
by Yvonne P. Chireau

"Black Magic looks at the origins, meaning, and uses of Conjure--the African American tradition of healing and harming that evolved from African, European, and American elements--from the slavery period to well into the twentieth century. Illuminating a world that is dimly understood by both scholars and the general public, Yvonne P. Chireau describes Conjure and other related traditions, such as Hoodoo and Rootworking, in a beautifully written, richly detailed history that presents the voices and experiences of African Americans and shows how magic has informed their culture. Focusing on the relationship between Conjure and Christianity, Chireau shows how these seemingly contradictory traditions have worked together in a complex and complementary fashion to provide spiritual empowerment for African Americans, both slave and free, living in white America. As she explores the role of Conjure for African Americans and looks at the transformations of Conjure over time, Chireau also rewrites the dichotomy between magic and religion. With its groundbreaking analysis of an often misunderstood tradition, this book adds an important perspective to our understanding of the myriad dimensions of human spirituality."

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Happy Birthday, Killer.





Currently Reading...





Melungeon [məˈlʌndʒən] n:(Social Science / Peoples) any of a dark-skinned group of people of the Appalachians in East Tennessee, of mixed Indian, White, and Black ancestry[of unknown origin].

"In Melungeons: Footprints from the Past, Author Jack H Goins revisits several events described in his previous book, Melungeons and other Pioneer Families, using new evidence from court records and DNA. Goins trails the Melungeons from Pamunkey River to the Flat River, then to the New River, Fort Blackmore, Blackwater adn Newman's Ridge."


Friday, September 24, 2010

Fats Will Be There. What's Your Excuse?







THE (WORLD FAMOUS) HIGHLAND PARK RECORD SALE!!!

FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 24th
4PM-8PM

237 Volkert Street
Highland Park, NJ

As always, there will be New Arrivals....

As has been the case of late, there will be Free Records.......

No news to report on the uncertainty of HPRS. Keep standing by......

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

"The Smell of Alcohol Was Prevalent"





Kansas City, MO "The two 21-year-old friends were drinking and arguing about a band when Hilton grabbed the kitchen weapons and attacked, police said. The victim happened to have banjo in hand and used it in self defense, they said."

For more information regarding the tactical advantages of the Banjo, we turn to Banjo specialist Uncle Dave Macon:



Monday, March 22, 2010

Marcus Antonios on Healthcare Reform...





Gaius Cassius Longinus: You might wish as you will. We yet have the Senate behind us and all the men of quality.

Marcus Antonius: And I… have an angry mob… that will roast and eat your men of quality in the ashes of the Senate house!

"Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc."

Word.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Happy Birthday to You. Happy Birthday to You. Happy Birthday Mr. Thomas Edison's Frankenstein...





Guess who turned 100 years young today?

"Frankenstein is a 1910 film made by Edison Studios that was written and directed by J. Searle Dawley. It was the first motion picture adaptation of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. The unbilled cast included Augustus Phillips as Dr. Frankenstein, Charles Ogle as the Monster, and Mary Fuller as the doctor's fiancée.

Shot in three days, it was filmed at the Edison Studios in the Bronx, New York City. Although some sources credit Thomas Edison as the producer, he in fact played no direct part in the activities of the motion picture company that bore his name.

For many years, this film was believed to be a lost film. In 1963, a plot description (reprinted above) and stills were discovered published in the March 15, 1910 issue of an old Edison film catalog, The Edison Kinetogram.

In the 1950s, a print of this film was purchased by a Wisconsin film collector, Alois F. Dettlaff, who did not realize its rarity until many years later. Its existence was first revealed in the mid-1970s. Although somewhat deteriorated, the film was in viewable condition, complete with titles and tints as seen in 1910. Dettlaff had a 35 mm preservation copy made by the George Eastman House in the late 1970s."




"Won't You Tell Your Dad Get Off My Back?"




"Tell him what we said bout' 'Paint it Black'. Rock & Roll is here to stay, come inside where it's okay...and I'll shake you..."

R.I.P. Alex Chilton

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

The Passing of a "Legend".






Charles Pierce, writer/director of the 'Legend of Boggy Creek'and the 'Town That Dreaded Sundown' died of natural causes. He was 71.

Charles Peirce is perhaps best known as the originator of the 'Documentary Style' horror film, 'Boggy Creek' in particular setting the stage (For better or worse)for modern films such as the Blair Witch Project', as wll as the recent sucess, 'Paranormal Activity'

Hey Chuck, when you make you way to the great unknown, tell Sasquatch me and Paulie K. says wazzup!

R.I.P. Charles Peirce

Friday, January 8, 2010

"Liquor Filled Statues of Elvis Presley; Screw His head off and Drink Like a Vampire!"





Here's to the only musician who's decapitated effigy I'd be willing to drink skunked Jim Beam out of...

Happy Birthday, King.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Repeat after me: Ze Clown is Mine Friend. He Will Not Bite Me, Und Throw Me in Ze Basement.





Ok, so perhaps my last babysitting gig did not go according to plan (I can't even remeber the last time I had to give someone an emergengy tracheotomy w/ a piece of broken mirror and a tin kazoo). Still, several months and two mistrials later and somehow, Aunt John and Unkle Lancifer over @ Kindertrauma have once again found themselves en-route to the ELK's convention w/o a babysitter. Seeing as how my days are free (FBI survalience) and I am in desperate need of money (Nigerian Pyramid Scheme), I will take this opportunity to regale the youngin's with tales of that dashing folkhero, Vincent Price, and the sage-like wisdom his conservative morality plays entone. Either way it should be a memorable night. Better leave your emergency contact numbers...just in case.

Roland Around in the Stuff





Roland S. Howard has passed away from Liver cancer. He was 50 years young. Howard is perhaps best known as the guitarist for Austrailian Punk band 'The Boys Next Door', and its later incarnation "The Birthday Party', both fronted by the carismatic, if not not sanctimoniously self-involved Nick Cave. If you have not indulged, I suggest you do so. The Boys next Door, and especially the Birthday Party have cut some of the most blisteringly intense music of the Post-Punk error (Note: for a sampling, see BFTRB Welcome to 1987 mix). Howards guitar work is both innovative and, at once, completely discordant. A winning combination if ever there was one.

R.I.P. Roland Howard.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

See...Now You've Gone and Made the Indian Cry.





So, I was driving my asbestos-lined diesel pickup truck full of clubbed baby seals to work when I happened to catch the headline that the oft-parroted Global Warming Yuppie Hysteria is, in fact, a methane-producing pile of bio-degradable, Eco-friendly crap. Look kids, it's plain good form to not shit where you eat (this coming from a guy who lives in the Aquanet capital of the world), but as for Bono lecturing me about my carbon footprint, I'll pass. If you need me, I'll be belly flopping into a pile of Styrofoam Mcdonald's hotcake containers. Mmmmmm...remember those?

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Congratulations...





...to Roger Corman on his lifetime achievement award from the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. Surely an award has never been more richly deserved by a man who turned the exploitation film industry into a well-oiled machine responsible for minting some of the great film talents of the past fifty years.



Oh, and Riff Randell for President!!!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Hey, NJ & NY...





Get your asses out and vote, and don't give me a mouthful of greek salad about how you don't like any of the candidates and that it doesn't really matter, etc, etc. Those are the same old tired excuses you used last time. Isn't it time you exercised some loftier goals besides getting fucked up and styling your hair? Good. Glad we are on the same page. Have a nice day.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Surprise, Surprise...





...God hates Halloween along w/ everything else which is self-gratifying & fun. Happy 'All Saints Day!?'

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

A Bob for All Seasons...





For those of you familiar w/ American International Pictures and the (misunderstood) genius of effects artist Paul Blaisdell, here is a great documentary about the legendary Halloween exploits of super-fan / sometimes swingin' ape Mr. Bob Burns. Burns threw the biggest most elaborate haunted attractions in his quiet California suburb in the 70's, so much so that the police were forced to shut him down at the behest of concerned citizen who shall henceforth known as joy-killing ass-clowns. Check out his story in installments all through October, and for Christ's sake, take some notes will ya?

http://www.bobburnshollywoodhalloween.com

Friday, August 28, 2009

It's the Swinginest!!!





Wanna hear some downright shitty Rock and or Roll (Yes, I mean that as a complement), then head on over to Kogar's Jungle Juice and give a big ole' welcome to the crap-flingin' foundling of New England's own illustrious combo The Monkey Butlers.

Low-Fi or Die!!!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

"Never get caught with a dead girl or a live boy."





Less than a day after Ted kennedy's death and already Sen. Robert Byrd has suggested naming the failing healthcare reform bill after that bloated hack. I suggest naming it the Mary Jo Kopechne Memorial Healthcare bill so we can bury it at the bottom of a lake too.

Camelot my boney white ass.