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Our technologically-obsessed society often finds it hard to grasp the reasons behind asceticism: for what reason should one forsake all of one’s earthly possessions and live excluded from society? This stunning set of portraits by Brooklyn-based photographer Joey L puts us face to face with religious ascetics who have dedicated their lives to the pursuit of spiritual liberation.
As far as “supergroups” in black metal go, Twilight has to be one of the more interesting since their formation in 2004 with the line-up twisting and contorting with each album. Their self-titled in 2005 saw N. Imperial, Wrest aka Leviathan, Blake Judd, Malefic (better known as Xasthur) come together for a murky BM odyssey that didn’t exactly set the world on fire but its follow-up, Monument to Time End, now joined by ex-Isis main man Aaron Turner, Stavros Giannopoulos and Sanford Parker (and the departure of Malefic) was exactly as the title may suggest – a monument, where towering melodic doom dirges and spectral ambience collided with the band’s black metal foundation. Fast forward a couple of years and Twilight is once again a different band.
Saint Hoax is an artist whose paintings are a commentary on pop culture and politics. Who is Saint Hoax? That’s a mystery, but whomever he or she is, they have been invited to display this hilarious series of drag portraits of world leaders in London, but were denied a visa due to the tumult in their home country. And obviously revealing their identity may cause problems for them in their home country. It makes you think about how lucky we are to openly laugh our asses off at our political leaders. These drag portraits are fucking priceless, and you can see the process of transformation below. Here is how Saint Hoax characterizes both a drag queen, and it corresponds perfectly to a political figure:
The recipe for an iconic queen:
1- Flamboyant name
2- Fierce persona
3- Defining outfits
4- Personalized hairdo
5- A trademark feature
6- One hell of a PR team
Well, we’re two years into these Deathrock mixtapes, and the fascination that dark postpunk and deathrock continues to hold over the punk scene continues unabated, even if many punker-than-thou bands refuse to acknowledge their own new swing into gothic territory, proud as some would-be tastemakers are. The punk scene’s dipping into the waters of this tradition is producing, to me, some of the best new music around these days. And the best of that is represented in the mixtape below.
Ever since last May, I have been waiting for the release of the debut album from DARKENTRIES entitled The Make Believe, and it has been worth the wait! Like I said in my last post about this band, “How many seconds did it take to know I was listening to a very unique band when I first heard DARKENTRIES? One second is the answer, because from the the first moment of hearing their song “1200-S” it’s not hard to tell that this band drinks huge gallons of next level juice every day!” DARKENTRIES’ sound is truly something all of their own and I feel so honored to be sharing with you their new song “I’m Tired Of Being Awake”. This unreal sonic journey will hit the streets on March 25th via the very special new record label Retro Futurist started by members of KYLESA. Now press play and allow the brand new sounds of DARKENTRIES invade your reality! Stay tuned for a full review of The Make Believe.
For a young band just starting out, few things are really within its control. It picks up recording time when it can, or records the songs itself. It contacts tons of venues and hopes one responds, sometimes before the band has any proof of competency. In short, the early work of a band is simply what it can get. So to be catapulted into the internet hyposphere on the back of a demo must be a strange and dizzying prospect for the band involved. And so it goes for Perfect Pussy.
I Have Lost All Desire For Feeling strikes me as the messy first grumblings of something exciting but still nascent, melody and songwriting melted together on a boombox tape left too long in the sun. DIY by necessity. Meredith Graves’s oblong shouts are completely unintelligible, buried under mountains of buzz and tape feedback and cymbal distortion. This set makes it sound like these songs would be heard much more clearly just about anywhere else: on a shitty basement PA, heard through the wall of an adjacent room, shouted through Syracuse traffic; anywhere but this recording.
Grind, Powerviolence, punk, metal, fast and brutal shit…. call-it-what-you-will, we don’t really know what to call this crazy release aside from fucking awesome! What you can stream herein is the debut offering by the Bay Area’s newest spine-splitters, DeathgraVe! Based out of San Jose and Oakland, members of DeathgraVe are: Matt on drums, Fern on bass (also Amber Asylum, ex member of Bird, ex member of Ringwurm), Andre on vocals (also of San Jose death metal bruisers Cyanic, ex member of Bird, ex member of Casket Blaster) and Greg Wilkinson on guitar (Brainoil, ex member of Laudanum, ex member of I will Kill You Fucker, super-renowned all-things-heavy sound engineer and too many other bands to mention!). Their debut self-titled Demo is everything you would want to hear as the soundtrack to an insane and hysterical poser-killing rampage!
Grey skies, Broken Bones and Black Riffs are some of the visuals that race through my mind as I listen to the new EREBUS ENTHRONED album Temple Under Hell. This raging piece of cold audio hell hits the streets on April 2nd via Seance Records, but today CVLT Nation is streaming the new EREBUS ENTHRONED song “Black Sword” below!
Text Brad Feuerhelm
Photography Brad Feuerhelm & Janie Jones
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Death and photography have always been a close collaborator in my world and in 2011, I visited the Capuchin Catacombs for the first time. I became aware of the crypts in Palermo in 1998, when I started collecting vintage photography of death rites and customs in Europe. I had bought an old photograph of the crypt from the 1880s, which featured an astonishing cluster of bodies and coffins lining the cement walls of its subterranean arches and halls. Later, I would see further photographs by Peter Hujar and Sigmar Polke of its crypt residents.
Scrolling through these mugshots from 1930s Newcastle, it’s hard not to think about the kind of lives these men lived before they ended up in this police book. I imagine being born in the slums of the late 1800s, where thieving was the only thing that kept you alive. The captions on them are fascinating – “minus left eye,” “bad character,” “RIP London Blitz 1940″ and “Died in action Benwell Hotel,” – as are their nicknames – “Doggy,” “Fatty” etc. This book of mugshots was found in a Newcastle junk shop and was preserved by the Tyne and Wear Archives & Museums. It seems like the book is a collection of local thieves, one that the cops could flip through every time someone was robbed to see who fit the bill. Step back in time below and put yourself in the shoes of a 1930s thief!