Monday, December 18, 2006

On Music and Obeasts.


CD or Vinyl?

CD I guess, though the question hardly seems relevant.

An Album that I have been meaning to listen to?

Can I make this two?
'Frizzle Fry' by Primus and 'Roger the Engineer' by the Yardbirds

Grammys, important?

No.

4.Favourite album ever?

This one is ridiculous, no way i can stick to one. Lets make it three shall we. In no particular order.

Music from the film 'More'- Pink Floyd
In the Court of the Crimson King-King Crimson
Shamal- Gong

Ten Music people for dinner;

Wow, Tom Morello, Chuck Berry, Norman Cook, Jeff Beck, Larry LaLonde, Jack Bruce, Wes Borland, Robert Fripp, Syd Barret, Zach De La Rocha and Jimmy Page.

Apropriate punishment for those who play Celine Dion's 'My Heart Will Go On' while pretending that its still 1998?

A patronizing pat on the back and some much needed sympathy.

Favourite instrument, best player?

Though I'm inclined to pick the drums, i'm going to go with guitar sice i know a little more about who rocks and who sucks. The contemporary players whose style most appeals me are Mr. Morello and Mr.Greenwood. However at the end of the day i think i will have to pick Jeff Beck, His technique and style are both equaly amazing, especially in 'Truth' and 'Beck-Ola'

A piece of music that moves me to tears?

No song has ever actually made me cry but many have really excited me.I was electrified the first time i heard 'Dark Side of the Moon' in its entirity and continue to get goosebumps when i hear '21st Century Schizoid Man' By King crimson. Brian Eno's 'Music For Films Two'(And One actually)are also weirdly emotional.

Label Exec, what would i do?

Convince Norman Cook to revert to his old style and stop making shit. Castrate 50 Cent, Akon and the like. Slap Eminem in the face for becoming such a loser. Beg on my knees to get a RAGE reunion. Force David Gilmore to stop making music and embarassing himself. Start a band with Jack Bruce on bass, Tim Alexander on drums and Liz Phaire.I really wouldnt have much time for my job in the end.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Correk



Monday, November 20, 2006

The Grand Vizier


What did one snowman say to the other snowman?

Sunday, November 12, 2006

The Herbal Enemata

Friday, November 10, 2006

Fuzzy Logic

Thursday, October 05, 2006

The Convicts' Escape

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

You vee

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Priorities

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Goodbye Syd


- Syd Barrett-
(1946-2006)

Pinkus Floydus is latin for someone or something that has far outlived its usefulness.

It was 1967 when the Floyd released their first single "Arnold Layne," the story of a
man who who obtained sexual gratificatin by stealing womens underwear from washing lines in Cambridge. The first album Piper at the Gates of Dawn was a far cry from the epic releases produced by the classic Floyd lineup in the seventies, but everything; the name, the style, the singing, the guitars, all came from the brilliant and bizarre mind of Roger Keith Barrett.
At the age of 21, Syd was one of the most successfull musicians and songwriters in Britain. Four years later his career was over.

His mental breakdown over the next few years was catalysed by the pressures of fame and his propensity toward acid use. A deeply sensitive man and an "unapolagetic student of the ways of the universe," Barret found LSD's power to contribute to sound and space invaluable. It was these kaleidoscopic trips from which Syd found his inspiration, and that eventually caused him to plunge deeper and deeper into madness.

As his behaviour grew increasingly erratic, it was clear that Syd was finding it increasingly hard to deal with the real world. He would arrive late for shows, sometimes not at all. He arrived at their performance for Top of the Pops dressed in rags refusing to lip-sync. As the months went by, he would frequently strum the same chord repeatedly at shows or let his arm hang limp over the guitar, staring indifferently into the seas of people that had come to ruin his party.

By the end of the sixties Syd was, unsuprisingly, dropped from the ranks of the Floyd and replaced by his long time friend David Gilmore.
Pressure to pursue a solo career resulted in two of the strangest and most interesting albums in rock history. On his first The Madcap Laughs Barrett's mind was in many places at once, he would would employ unexpected time changes and often atach the last bar of one beat onto the beginning of the next much to the frustration of drummer Robert Wyatt. Through the madness though , Syd's genius clearly shone through.
His second solo album outdid the first in terms of strangeness. Throughought the recording his voice seems on the brink of an intensely terrifying primal scream.
A tribute to the manic charachter of the mind of its creator.

In the years that followed Syd lapsed into isolation. As Pink Floyd took everyone by storm in the seventies with "Dark Side of the Moon, Barrett was admitted to a mental hospital. He appeared while the Floyd were recording Wish You Were Here in 1975, as recalled by Rick Wright;

"One thing that really stands out in my mind, that I'll never forget; I was going in to the Shine On sessions. I went in the studio and I saw this guy sitting at the back of the studio, he was only as far away as you are from me. And I didn't recognize him. I said, 'Who's that guy behind you?' 'That's Syd.' And I just cracked up, I couldn't believe it... he had shaven all his hair off... I mean, his eyebrows, everything... he was jumping up and down brushing his teeth, it was awful. And, uh, I was in, I mean Roger was in tears, I think I was; we were both in tears. It was very shocking... seven years of no contact and then to walk in while we're actually doing that particular track. I don't know ? coincidence, karma, fate, who knows? But it was very, very, very powerful." In another interview, Nick Mason has said: "When I think about it, I can still see his eyes, but... it was everything else that was different."


By 1982 french reporters tracked down Syd, who had reverted to his real name, Roger, and was living in his mothers house in Cambridge. He said he didn't play guitar or sing or paint. Syd Barrett was undoubtably one of the most unfortunate acid casualties of the 1960s. He was already a fragile individual before he found fame and LSD but the scary combination was enough to push him over the brink of schizophrenia.

Syd Barrett was a pioneer, a genius and founder of one of the most progressive musical groups in the world. Despite the Floyd's lapse into mediocrity during the late 70s and early 80s the band formed by Syd back in the 60s was far from mediocre.
Syd was a unique guitarist with a unique voice an a unique mind.
He died on the 7th of July of "diabetes complications," a mere shadow of his former self, a former self that will never be forgotten.

Goodbye Syd
Thank you for the music.

Monday, July 10, 2006

bye.



Go listen to some Gong

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Perhaps

Thursday, June 15, 2006

grifter, much? Again?


.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

The Dictionary

Live till you die

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Procrastination

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Kali is the Sweethog




Mount the Sweethog

Because I wanna

Monday, June 05, 2006

Happy Birthday

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Untitled

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Filler

Friday, June 02, 2006

Zig-Zag



Another use for skin.

s


My inspiration.
My everything.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Helicopter


Lazy again. Back to photo manipulation.
Thanks to Yanik for the great photograph.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Happy Happy Joy Joy


Most of the pictures i draw occur by chance, very often when I have other obligations of higher priority.

Sometimes though I actually begin something with intent.
Its rather unsettling to note that most of my favourite stuff emerges out pure frustration at being unable to draw something else.

This is one of those times.

I cant exactly put in to words what i was trying to do today, but inevitably. It got fucked.

Look what I ended up with.

Meanwhile...there is this guy in italy who continually makes me want to quit.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Untitled

Monday, May 29, 2006

Silly Me



Dont even ask...
Title courtesy of electra.

Dont be Lazy



Im Lazy...

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Let Go...

Friday, May 26, 2006

Yuri Says...



Fuck you...

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Zorak


Yeah... This charming little guy was stuck in my room for a whole night a couple of weeks ago.
My camera leaves much to be desired but i felt it would have been a wasted opportunity not to take a picture of old Zorak. I named him Zorak after, ahem , Zorak. You can probably see why...

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Sunset

Still Nothing



Seriously

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Nothing

Monday, May 22, 2006

Log from Blammo!

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What rolls down stairs alone or in pairs,and over your neighbor's dog?

What's great for a snack,And fits on your back?It's log, log, log

It's log, it's log,It's big, it's heavy, it's wood.
It's log, it's log, it's better than bad, it's good."

Everyone wants a log
You're gonna love it, log
Come on and get your log
Everyone needs a log

log log log

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Doodle.





The Maxx

> The Maxx <

In 1993 Image Comics unleashed the bizzare brainchild of Sam Keith...

I was 12 when a friend of my mothers gave me issue #1 of The Maxx. This was probably the first comic that actually had significant impression on my development. Keith's delicate brushwork is absolutely fantastic and reminiscent of his work on Zero Girl.

The Maxx tells the story of a confused and unstable homeless man who lives in a box and believes he is a superhero.
Together with the understanding and oh so sexy social worker Julie Winters, the maxx attempts to understand all the freakish things that are happening to him. The series has a confusing and interconnected narrative style, again akin to Zero Girl, and works its way backwards as we learn about about Maxx's past and his connection to Julie in the dream world he reffers to as "the outback."

Needless to say its all rather complicated and you really need to follow the series to get it, but the artwork is amazing. I drew this picture about three years ago now. It really isnt very good, the proportions are terrible and the colours all wrong but hey. The first issue of the Maxx had a lasting impression on me and my style so when i found this one rotting away i thought I might as well make use of it. I strongly advise anyone interested in comics to check this series out definitely the best thing from image, well, apart from Grifter perhaps.
There is also an equally awesome TV show made and cancelled in the mid-nineties. Uber Cool.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

21st Century Schizoid Man...


Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Legless Meg


Finally.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Rant and Re-Hash


As of late, the creative juices (or jai) really havn't been flowing. Perhaps it's got something to do with the accursed heat. Perhaps its because of this ridiculous alcohol ban, which mind you, is still in effect three days after Vesak.
I read a letter in the papers today by one "disgruntled tourist." He (or she for that matter) was bitching about how they couldn't get a drink for seven out of their ten days holiday in Sri Lanka. Now im not condoning this kind of naive whining, but lets look at the bigger picture shall we.
The whole thing is futile and contradictory. It all relates closely to Sumna's post about the way
Buddhism has been distorted over the years.
There is no way that the significance of Vesak can be denied and its shameful to pursue such double-standards in the name of Buddhism; Get this, our Government is so compassinate that they decided stop the slaughter of animals for the "Vesak period."
Wow, those lucky cows and chickens get to hang around and suffer for another week. Then they get their throats cut. Seems like a pretty fair deal huh?
One things for sure, the destruction of human life was not affected by the "Vesak celebrations"

Now, back to the booze...


You cant actually buy any (legally) during the seven day 'ban' but its okay to stock up and spend your Vesak stumbling about like the village drunkard in your own home. Seriously, what is the point?
Its all totally ridiculous, not to mention counterproductive. Especially since so much is being invested to promote the flailing tourist industry. Im sure our disgruntled friend had a couple more disgruntled friends.
Anyway, the creative jai is kinda spent so i'm being forced to rehash.
As ASH Smyth rightly pointed out I pilfered this one from the cover of a 90's copy of Animal Farm.
Again. Hope i dont get sued.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Surprise surprise


I was walking down the street the other day, when I bumped into the illegitimate son of Hitler's illegitimate son. Who'd have thought that after all these years, little Pedro would end up bearing such striking resemblance to his illustrious grandpa. I was so intrigued that i said to Pedro in a sultry voice "I must draw you." Ah yes. Good Times.
Perhaps you have unwittingly met the descendants of evil and/or insane dictators? If you have... I'd love to hear about you're experiences.

Friday, May 12, 2006

Idioteque Montage

Images procured from the net by The Prophet. A bunch of them are Dali's including one of my favourite of his works Christ of St John of the Cross (1951) Music by Radiohead.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Monday, April 03, 2006

Him...

A Clockwork Orange

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Monday, March 20, 2006

Immolation


Messed about with that picture of the monk protesting during the Vietnam war. I kinda like how it turned out despite being so restricted by shitty ACDsee. I hope no one takes offence.

Oink...

Friday, March 17, 2006

Think Different...

Monday, March 06, 2006

Friday, February 24, 2006

Bollocks

Thursday, February 23, 2006

The Universe's Strangest Hero

??????????????

Poor Teddy...

Girl

Napoleon

Grifter


My very favourite professional Hit-man...