itaintboring

some photos from the gordon conference.

it's don, a chinese PhD. i used to dislike him but he's ok.

i hung around with asian-typed guys because don was the only one who would say me hello every day with the same enthusiasm.
and he naturally hangs around with other asian guys.
check the "HYSTERIC GLAMOUR 1984" shirt on the japanese guy !!!!
the chinese guy on the very right asked a question after almost EVERY presentation.
like the guy from California actually (he REALLY is from California).
he lives in San Francisco and he's a bit gay-mannered.
the old woman is a post-doc in my lab. she's nice but a bit paranoid.

Still

l'album d'extreme animals est ok et juiceboxxx sur le meme label est aussi pas mal.
et j'ai achete un disque de gumball (ayant vu ca chez romaric) et bien oui, oui.
donc ca va.
je vais aller courir.
ah oui et j'ai pas vu hair police parce qu'on m'a vole mon velo.
et biff boff barf ont bosse du coup c'est un peu moins bien.

je commence a en avoir un peu assez de la "Noise".

There is

too much music.
Let's get slow.
Let's cook good food and let's read good books.

the place has been changed

yeah it looks shittier now

ctyrikdtsy

the conference is over.
i missed a few interesting things in columbus :
this wcrs radio benefit show with tom, mark and others.
this band called "circuit des yeux"

what did i get to do ?
to eat very good food and drink very good alcohol for five days
to have certain good issues to work on for the next few weeks
to play soccer, basket ball and swim (which i haven't been doing for months)
to feel highly uncomfortable and even kind of passive/agressive
to see my PhD supervisor again (not good but not wrong)
to be used to talk to asian people
to realize that i'd like so much to work in an environment for which i can feel some affinities with the people that constitute it
to realize that it should be the same shit anyway
but maybe not

what is my close future made of :
well sunday there is hair police, envenomist, biff boff barf.
i have to prepare this show on the 8th august
my french pals are coming on the 5th and 6th, i will plan a trip.

that is basically it.

i'm in New London, NH at a conference.
It's in an empty campus.

I guess that between the intense scientific discussions, I will have time to finish the zine.
here is an appetizer.

dustdust

ben vendredi ouais tout est pourri sauf peut etre Big Nurse vers la fin et peut etre le sax de John only dans Ruined Fame.

A Cafe Bourbon Street des punks.
Tom et Kevin jouent dans Motovirus.

Kevin ca a pas l'air d'etre son truc de jouer des rythmes binaires.
Tom laisse sa guitare "larsener" entre les morceaux, histoire de montrer son cote noise.

Kevin et John, qui joue aussi dans Biff Boff Barf. Il est le batteur.

Max joue de la guitare.

Et un grand gars hurle.
C'est leur pire concert.
Alors ils en refont un autre apres le dernier groupe.
Pas mieux. Pas pire.
Et puis Kevin revient a la batterie et Tom se lache sur sa gratte. Kevin est plus a l'aise a faire de l'impro.
C'est le meilleur concert de la soiree bien evidemment.

forththcummmmminnng wiiiikande

FRIDAY JULY 11TH
a SKYBAL

NECROPOLIS
SOCIAL JUNK
BIG NURSE
RUINED FAME


SATURDAY JULY 12th
(this flyer is a bit too "photoshopy" but who cares ?)

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

bought a printer.
saw Monotonix on friday night at skylab.
Three "old" israelians overfull of energy.
highly enjoyable.
amazing.

skylab was full with young indie boys and girls.
there were two highly boring comedian acts.
a guy did also a kind of solo-electro-dancy-punk?-rap act.
it was Totally Michael from Bloomington, Indiana.
It was OK.
Sounded like Atom And His Package.
Had a nice chat in a bar with Jim about biomimetics.
which leads me to write my phone number on the bill left to the waitress.
without daring to talk to her.
I'm 15.

did nothing with josh and Tom on saturday.
played a bit of music.
sat on a bench on hi strit and watched people.
Tom was cracking the worst basic sexual jokes.
It was funny.
There were some Columbus bands playing outdoor the most "famous" being Times New Viking, Deadsea, El Jesus Del Magico...
we missed Vegetative State and Great Plains.
Mark chatted with me about his Europe tour.
then we, Tom, Josh, Max from Biff Boff Barfff went to Cafe Bourbon Street, where Vegetative State were known to play.
But nobody wanted to pay five bucks to get in.
Tom's punk band Motovirus and Biff Boff Barff will play there next saturday.
ohoh.
So we went to a house where there was a movie projection in the backyard.
It was a japanese zombie movie called Wild Zero.
i had seen this movie on the TV of Cafe Bourbon Street before.
I went away before the end of it.
too much beer.
oh and Tom kept on practising to say "est-ce que tu veux me sucer la bite" during the whole night.
the later it got, the worse he was.
which was funny.
again.

AHKHP

i don't think what we recorded is any good.
i've been at used kids, which is a record shop just a few meters from my office.
i bought AH Kraken LP on In The Red Records. It is a band from Metz and Strasbourg in France.
I expected something less structured and at first it sounded too emo for me. But after a while, it gets really raucous so in the end i liked it.
The cover sleeve is so good : it is a picture of a blonde gothic teenager that handles a rifle, probably the one of her father. By the tapestry of the room, you can easily identify that the family where this girl was "raised" is a deep french middle-class family, probably from around Metz or Strasbourg.

I also bought the Hair Police LP released on 2007 on Troubleman Unlimited.
There are no drums on it.
Which sucks.

WT

my right wisdom tooth has awoken for 4 days.
we recorded with Tom last night.
he played guitars and i played drums/keyboards.
no rehearse, no structure, nothing.
half of it sounds like shit.
the other half sounds ok but needs some mastering (since the mixing is kind of over).
while listening to it at home, i fell asleep and had the strangest dreams ever.
involving myself being physically examined by a nigger and being worried by the sight of very very big and skinny greyhounds wandering in Columbus's alleyways.