The sound of a circus in the kitchen. A big top underneath the table. Ducking between the legs of grown-ups, towards the smell of sawdust and cotton candy.
Three rings down there, somehow. Eye contact with the ring leader who sends an assistant to take your hand, lead you to a spotlighted door.
Through the door and it latches behind with a click, a final click, and you’re in the Clown Room. The infinite space they dwell in until some reckless fool opens a clown car door.
Dracula [flipping through the letters he asked me to write home, as he intends to mail them over a period of days and thereby hide the fact that he’s holding me hostage]: Why do each of these end with the “Like, Comment, and Subscribe” above your signature?
Me [eating a fly]: Algorithms, man.
The Signal: EP179 – Exactly 45 minutes of music to snap your Walkman shut to, rhythmically, as if it were a percussion instrument. This time out we’ve got some rollicking rock, punk from Australia and Sweden, drum & bass, post-punk dub gems, surf and funk instrumentals, and more!
Download by clicking on the link (or image) above. The file is available only for a limited time. If you’re interested in the tracklist, it’s in the mp3 itself, in the id3 tags. If you’d like to receive an email every time a new mix is posted, you can ask to be added to the mailing list that I maintain by hand, like some sort of outlander posted in the wilderness.
twitter version:
I’ve signed this dumb ghost up for, like, at least three different Twitter accounts so far, but no, it prefers to write in blood on my wall.
I CAN’T RETWEET A BLOOD WALL, DUDE
mastodon version:
I’ve signed this dumb ghost up for, like, at least three different Mastodon accounts so far, but no, it prefers to write in blood on my wall.
No one can follow your blood wall, dude. It’s just me and a growing pile of blood-soaked paper towels.
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The trap is no longer set. But for one fine day, I was distributing invitations to friends to join a Discord server called A Cask of Amontillado. The only text chat room was called #a-small-space-behind-a-brick-wall and the only emoji was a pile of bricks.
no, what? I am not “opening like a cocoon, like a wet shuffling thing being, cracking free from a human frame, emerging as something new and terrible”
I’m just doing an unboxing video and I’m the box. Standard issue self-promotion. Like, comment, subscribe.
The Signal: EP178 – Exactly 45 minutes of high fidelity digital sound, bringing the sounds of the world to you… no ticket required! This time out we’ve got some propulsive rock, some bossa nova-infused beats, a jazzy cover of a hip hop classic, Anatolian pop, Afghan beats, lowrider soul and more!
Download by clicking on the link (or image) above. The file is available only for a limited time. If you’re interested in the tracklist, it’s in the mp3 itself, in the id3 tags. I have an email list that gets notified when new mixes go up, but no way to join it outside of contacting me, so… yeah. I dunno, commercial mailing list services suck.
Bad news, folks, the design consultant we hired for the cult says we shouldn’t have tentacles in the logo. I told them “they’re not actually tentacles, that’s just how The Thing Outside looks like when viewed in three (or four) dimensions” and they said “well, that explanation doesn’t fit on a business card” so we’re back and square one.