Noodle Rock

This is my absolute favourite sound right now. Real Estate and Alex Bleeker & The Freaks are tapping into my very marrow and unearthing guitar sounds that almost make me sound like a hippy. Check out this loose groove and allow the guitar-playing to unravel. These axes make me salivate! Oops... that was too far.
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Alex Bleeker & The Freaks - Summer > Epilogue from Chocolate Bobka on Vimeo.

Stills From Moving Images

Paul Sharits, T,O,U,C,H,I,N,G, (1968)

Sharits was a member of the Fluxus movement. I prefer this still to the actual film, which is also good, but doesn't survive well in its YouTube incarnation, hence its absence. It appears ancient and mystical, like a cave-painting, where limbs become elongated and coloured in bizarre, necessitated approximations.

Whereas, I know nothing of the film from which this next still is taken, I just thought my friend Susie might like it, since it contains a 70s leotard and an overall video-matic grain that appeals to nostalgic VHS-lovers.


Nam June Paik, Global Groove (1973)

Men Possessed

What a mesmeriser! A performance that incorporates Bela Lugosi, Orson Welles and a loony guy you might see down the local supermarket; only fitting, considering the power of the electronic, snake-charming sound that hums behind the shrieks.

Which reminds me... this looks fun (if less confrontational than Alan Vega)...



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The Last Time I Saw Richard

Untitled; circa 1950

The title of this post comes from one of my favourite Joni Mitchell songs. I was prompted to use it by this painting from another artist that helped define California in my mind, Richard Diebenkorn.
I love the looseness of this splodgy gouache sketch.
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Mamma, you been on my mind

Sink, 2008

Mamma Anderson's paintings remind me of Peter Doig and Luc Tuymans in the way they heighten a sense of reality into an uncanny state. The colours are plain but startling, and this splodgy picture of a kitchen reminds me of my Nana.


Here's a version of the song that inspired this post's title, by the way...

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