Showing posts with label Lower East Side. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lower East Side. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 10, 2024

Nosaj of New Kingdom strikes back with Wave Generators

Wave Generators (Height Keech & Nosaj) just released After The End – check the clips for "I'm Setting Up In A New City," "Lower East Side" and "True North." 

Wave Generators – After The End
A lot of people spend their days vaguely anxious about the pandemonium they can feel about to sweep down on all of us. They see the cracks in the societal dam holding back total chaos, and – knowing it could go sideways any minute- they have a hard time going about their day… enjoying their lunch… relaxing on the weekend.  It’s like a splinter in the comfort zone in their brains… They can’t focus on anything because they’re way too aware of the cracks spreading in the thin ice we’re all walking on during these waning days of the empire. 
  
But that’s not even the actual issue. The real problem is: they just don’t have the right soundtrack cued up for when that proverbial excrement hits that spinning fan blade of reality. To put it another way, they haven’t heard Wave Generators yet. 
  
This is the album you’re going to want to reach for when you swear allegiance to Lord Humongous, Master of the Wastes, and start cruising around with your crew of marauders looking for fledgling-city-states growing in the husks of abandoned corporate campuses that you can sack and pillage and then hold a little post-raid-party in the  ruins. 
  
This is the music that plays from the speakers mounted to the giant drill that the army of mole people drives through 5th avenue as they commence their invasion of the upper crust. Even though the headline news is, “this means the destruction the surface dwellers’ society and the age of Mole-Man dominance,”  you can’t help but wonder, “where can I hear more of that subterranean battle anthem though?!” 
  
This is the soundtrack you want in your earphones when your life drops you into a straight up movie scene foot chase scene, tearing through active restaurant kitchens, jumping rooftop to rooftop. It’ll be way too intense to fully enjoy it and you’re gonna be winded as hell because you’re not Tom Cruise and it you’re being honest with yourself; you’ve neglected your cardio.  But the way the tracks line up with the near death moments and the inevitable moment when you think you’re home free but then round the corner and smack face first into the biggest of your pursuers, …. It’s all so satisfying it’s almost worth it that you’re about to be jammed into the trunk of a mid-90s Ford Taurus. 
  
Wave Generators is exactly what you‘ve been looking for, without ever knowing you were looking.  But don’t expect to take any breaks now that you found it. If anything- now that you have this last crucial tool you’ve been looking for, your busy season begins. Crank the volume, get out there, and get after it. 
- Luke H. Simmons 

Get a copy of Wave Generators' new album "After The End" via Bandcamp right here. Watch their latest videos below.  
 



Wednesday, January 2, 2019

New book from Lydia Lunch "So Real It Hurts" due in July

"So Real it Hurts" by Lydia Lunch, published by Seven Stories Press, hits the streets July 9. 
Here's the scoop...
"So Real It Hurts is the perfect title for this collection. It's a mission statement. A few bleeding slices straight from the butcher shop. A sampler from an enormous archive of work that will, no doubt, be pored over by grad students, book lovers, film historians, music nerds and straight-up perverts a hundred years from now."Anthony Bourdain, from the Introduction

Through personal essays, interviews, and poetic verse, punk musician and cultural icon Lydia Lunch claws and rakes at the reader's conscience in this powerful, uninhibited feminist collection. Oscillating between provocative celebrations of her own defiant nature and nearly-tender ruminations on the debilitating effects of poverty, abuse, and environmental pollution, along with a visceral revenge fantasy against misogynistic men, Lydia Lunch presents her exploits without apology, daring the reader to judge her while she details the traumas and trials that have shaped her into the legendary figure she's become.

Inserted between these biting personal essays, Lunch thoughtful cultural insights convey a widely-shared desire to forestall inevitable cultural amnesia and solidify a legacy for her predecessors and peers. Her interview with Hubert Selby Jr. and profile of Herbert Hunke, her short unromanticized histories of No Wave and of the late Sixties, and her scathing examination of the monetization of counterculture (thanks, Vivienne Westwood!) all serve to reinforce the notion that, while it may appear that there are no more heroes, we are actually just looking for heroes in the wrong places. The worthy idols of the past have been obscured by more profitable historical narratives, but Lunch challenges us to dig deeper.