17 April 2014


compose. children, meals, animals, pets, sunsets, holding hands, walks on the beach, quizzes, what era of punk are you?, beer, hashtag, #trending, petitions, rip gabo, you are very special, connected, hearts, apps, thumbs-up, updates, upyrbum. send.

09 April 2014

Recently Unearthed (literally) Vonnegut Manuscript

Just read about a recently un-earthed (literally buried) Kurt Vonnegut manuscript. It is about a branch of Child and Family Services that are located within such a functional and caring community the case-workers are bored out of their minds. To occupy their time one of them attempts to create issues for a family in order to have something to investigate, another pursues time travel, another tries to turn their feces into eco-friendly fuel and another works on advanced meditation techniques. Ultimately, all these side-projects lead to utter turmoil. The moral of the story being; when shit is good, kick back and let it roll...

04 April 2014

Barbary Coast

"Located on the Barbary Coast (SalĂ©, Algiers and Tunis), those pirate bases were havens for Muslim Renegade Corsairs from the 16th to the 18th century. The pirates, dubbed "Barbary pirates", ravaged European shipping operations and enslaved many thousands of captives. However, thousands of Europeans also converted to Islam, forming the "Renegados" and joining the pirate holy war... ...these men and women were not only apostates and traitors, as they were considered in their homelands, but their voluntary betrayal of Christendom can also be thought of as a praxis of social resistance."  _wiki page on Peter Lamborn Wilson 'Pirate Utopias.'

19 March 2014

Future Primitive

"We exist in a landscape of absence wherein real life is steadily being drained out by debased work, the hollow cycle of consumerism and the mediated emptiness of high-tech dependency. Today it is not only the stereotypical yuppie workaholic who tries to cheat despair via activity, preferring not to contemplate a fate no less sterile than that of the planet and (domesticated) subjectivity in general. We are confronted, nonetheless, by the ruins of nature and the ruin of our own nature, the sheer enormity of the meaninglessness and the inauthentic amounting to a weight of lies. It’s still drudgery and toxicity for the vast majority, while a poverty more absolute than financial renders more vacant the universal Dead Zone of civilization. “Empowered” by computerization? Infantilized, more like. An Information Age characterized by increased communication? No, that would presuppose experience worth communicating. A time of unprecedented respect for the individual? Translation: wage-slavery needs the strategy of worker self-management at the point of production to stave off the continuing productivity crisis, and market research must target each “life-style” in the interest of a maximized consumer culture."

"We can either passively continue on the road to utter domestication and destruction or turn in the direction of joyful upheaval, passionate and feral embrace of wildness and life that aims at dancing on the ruins of clocks, computers and that failure of imagination and will called work."

John Zerzan 'Future Primitive'

16 March 2014

Dylan Vs Thom

If I was more of an electronic whizz kid, I would like to remix these two performances. Anyone out there capable of doing so? If not just listen to them together. Maybe have Dylan be a tad louder than Radiohead and tell me it doesn't work.

14 March 2014

Though they go mad they shall be sane

And death shall have no dominion. 
Dead man naked they shall be one 
With the man in the wind and the west moon; 
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, 
They shall have stars at elbow and foot; 
Though they go mad they shall be sane, 
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again; 
Though lovers be lost love shall not; 
And death shall have no dominion. 

And death shall have no dominion. 
Under the windings of the sea 
They lying long shall not die windily; 
Twisting on racks when sinews give way, 
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break; 
Faith in their hands shall snap in two, 
And the unicorn evils run them through; 
Split all ends up they shan't crack; 
And death shall have no dominion. 

And death shall have no dominion. 
No more may gulls cry at their ears 
Or waves break loud on the seashores; 
Where blew a flower may a flower no more 
Lift its head to the blows of the rain; 
Though they be mad and dead as nails, 
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies; 
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down, 
And death shall have no dominion.

-Dylan Thomas

26 February 2014

Justing Hocking

Big news for Foulweather contributor Justin Hocking. His memoir, 'The Great Floodgates of the Wonderworld' has been published. Book release party tonight at Powell's, 730pm.

Check it out at Gray Wolf Press

Congrats Justin.

13 February 2014

"I have always looked upon decay as being just as wonderful and rich an expression of life as growth."
-Henry MIller.

What became of the paradise  my friends and I built and destroyed about twenty years ago...