Posts Tagged ‘Andrew Cedermark’

Visitation Rites Is Taking a Space Vacay

Monday, August 9th, 2010

Dear readers,

It’s been a long time since we skipped town, and Art Van Delay Industrees’ beginner’s space travel package was just too sweet to pass up. We’ll be back by Monday, August 16. For those of you who will be in Brooklyn while we’re gone, the Underwater Peoples showcase at Shea Stadium next Saturday should be the ultimate celebration of these summer dog days. As you take a breather on the balcony, we’ll be smiling down on you from the dark side of the moon.

Sincerely,

The Visitation Rites Family

Underwater Peoples Summer Showcase 2010
Saturday, August 14th — $5 — Doors at 7pm
Shea Stadium — 20 Meadow St, Brooklyn, 11206

No Demons Here
Big Troubles
Family Portrait
Julian Lynch
Andrew Cedermark
Warlords
Alex Bleeker and the Freaks
Air Waves
Fluffy Lumbers
Ducktails

Food will be made available by Last Action Hero (Mobile Deli Unit)

Pre-order tickets here.

Arthur Radio Transmission #13: Clouds in the Hermaphroditic Mirror

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010


This past Sunday was jam-packed, but I am glad that I got to stop by Newtown Radio for an hour and squeeze some sound files into this most musty and archival of Arthur Radio episodes. Among the transmission’s many mind-warping attributes, DJ Ivy Meadows (Camilla Padgitt-Coles) took a dip into her bottomless vault of spoken text recordings, which includes the sound of Freud’s own voice and a 2003 home recording by the legendary American poet/filmmaker/wanderer Ira Cohen. In the poem “Atlantis Express,” excerpted below, Ira provides as fitting an introduction to the episode as any:

Let’s take a silver train underground
to the back streets of Atlantis
thru the corrugated iron roots &
then to the peak itself, to the
saddle of the last ridge past strewn
boulders,
finally meandering thru cascading snow
wearing miner’s hats on the perpendicular
dark night &
going up to the edge of the Southern Cross
where we reach at last the pure white
glistening glaciers &
begin to chant over bones in rags
of Scorpio
Armless in the sticky substance how could
they ever have had a chance?
Permission will not be required
only poems of blood offered to
the memory of TREE
It is not ice which is eternal
but the fury of the absolute
separating the void from the spirit
of man,
uplifting like life when it is used
against itself,
that is, Radical Love — & again, we
are reduced to living beings
Caught by the instant
we are taken away
We live in the imprint of the flame
& we are helmeted within the internal
blackness
where the ray begins its passage
across the indignant sky
Vain clouds uncaring in a tangle of
crossbeams
culminate in the hermaphroditic mirror…

“Arthur Radio Transmission #13: Clouds in the Hermaphroditic Mirror”

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Download the full episode on Arthur Magazine.

This week’s playlist after the jump.
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