The Family Stoned- “Rivers Edge” (by Caroline Motley)
my band is playing with these beautiful creatures this sunday.
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Pure, inborn, and Native, This band is heavy, trippy, and has a wide sound that melts into liquid gold. Always straight to the point, the songs capture the personality of each member at all times. This clash of egos creates an “end of the world” type of tension and depth. Just like Close to the Edge and Fragile, they are a constant, gyrating, overlapping machine that is made up of each member’s intent to try and overpower the last. This formula births the most sincere approach to playing music and really leads to a new, original, and unpredictable sound. The mixing of peculiar attitude and teasing the ones you love, only on stage. These guys are nice, polite, young, intellectual, political, and opinionated among many other things, and we love it all. The combination is an explosion of awareness. Native have started to stand up for what they believe in. Listen to the new album this summer and join the revolution. These are songs for tomorrow written before yesterday. In between the lines, that narrow channel bridging life and death. It’s the only way one can go that far and not be afraid for their life. Not even with nn-DMT, folks.
Music. The trance involved in it. We see this let go and we surrender to Native‘s live performance. We leave it all behind and embrace the inner experience we all carried yet forgot to tend to. We really enjoyed this show. It became clear to us pretty quickly that their sound cannot be contained. Five years later, Native return to their favorite Montreal venue to shed their skin and show us their souls. This was a special night and I’m glad we were able to capture it on tape.
Thanks Native for having us as a guest at your trip down memory lane. Aren’t we all looking for our purpose?
Ren Walker Sits Down to Talk with Dan and Ed of Native
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i smelled of soaking wet pot sweat and black lung anxiety;
frenetically lunging towards the fall of man.
i hate this blessing, curse the earth.
i figured for you, this was a jump into the abyss of ‘been here, done this’.
classic pop spins on the turntable, crisp as wax in a tin can.
i am a filthy beggar, all limbs and cheap tricks.
i found you fancied me.
with all the talk of timeless lapse on a moment clock,
i checked my watch to find that i had been heading this direction
since i had left where i was.
stands upright. licks lips.
succorless in a stress bath.
party culture is a taunting sorceress.
she plays magick. she plays the benign.
she’s doing her best.
Helmut Newton Polaroid, “Nostalgic Eroticism” 1975 (at Mondo Cane Library Stacks)
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How did I get here? Last I remember is an encompassing, burnt orange glow. Two weeks late, my gills were closed, my lungs opened up and I cried and cried.
My natural state is floating.
"A DIY Camera Obscura on Your Head, Anyone?
If you’re looking for a quirky project to make this weekend, pinhole photographer Justin Quinnell has just the perfectly eye-catching one for you! You must be curious, so go ahead and read on!
Justin Quinnell, the modern-day pinhole wizard who shot a 6-month pinhole exposure, taught children about pinhole photography, andintroduced a product that lets you turn your room into a camera obscura, recently came up with a quirky project that you can make, the final product being an enormous camera obscura you wear over your head.
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Captain W.W. Hooper & Surgeon G. Western, ‘A Sikh’, 1860-70. Albumen print. Museum no. 0932:5
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