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hobbies include: indulging in pursuits that are a constant drain on money

Oct 17, 2009 Leave a comment

Yeah. I bought another pedal today. ‘Tis the yellow Boss ODB-3 on the left. Mint condition, with box and all the literature, for below RM200. Which I think is a pretty good price.

Haven’t had time to seriously put it through its paces in a noise setting (aside from recording a short demo of  a contact mic being run through it for a friend) but I did try it out with guitar and it sounded pretty good. A bit hard to find a nice balance between too little bass and BASS OVERLOAD, though. And, hey, if it’s good enough for King Buzzo…

Speaking of noise, I’m planning to start a small label to release Jerk Kerouac material (splits too) and, perhaps, stuff from other noise/noisy/wierd/lofi/harsh/heavy projects that pique my interest. Mainly going to be CDrs early on, although I’m not ruling out venturing into tapes somewhere down the road.

I’ve kinda figured out the direction the artwork will take, too. Minimal, with simple graphics (stills from films ala early Godflesh, drawings, image manipulation, etc) and regular, readable fonts (again, Godflesh-esque). Going to avoid anything particularly gory or violent or disturbing, though, as I feel it’s a bit overdone, which will probably lead to a bit of dissonance between the artwork and the musical content of the CDrs.

Imagine getting a CDr with a cover like this in the mail:

Yet have some harsshh noissszz blast out of your speakers when you play the CDr.

Yeah, I guess I’m a fan of contrasts.

Also, I still need a name for the label.

a thanks

Sep 27, 2009 2 comments

I don’t know how many of you, if any, will end up reading this, but I’d just like to take this opportunity and use this post to thank anyone and everyone who bought either a photo of mine or a copy of my zine at Art for Grabs today (I would say “over this Art for Grabs weekend,” but I didn’t really sell anything yesterday, except for one photo). I know I didn’t hand any namecards out (because I don’t have any, yeah) but

I really do appreciate it.

I’ll probably be at the next Art for Grabs too, with more photos, more copies of my zine and maybe, just maybe, a new one! Expect some cutup action and silly pretentious conceptual poetry! Or not.

resurrection

Sep 19, 2009 Leave a comment

The few of you who follow my blog/flickr might have been thinking that I haven’t been doing much photography lately, and it’s true: I’ve been focused more on lazing around doing nothing and my music/noise over the past months. But that’s going to change.

I got myself a pro account on flickr with some cash I came into recently, which means that you stalker-types can now browse my photostream from the first ever photo I uploaded (some 4 years ago, I think) up ’till now. I think you’ll find that there’s been positive development in my skills. At least that’s what I think.

I’m using a Nikon FM right now due to my trusty OM-1 being out of commission for the moment with a mirror that tends to lock up randomly. If it was a digital it’d be alright, but it’s not. If I’m going to waste a few shots, I want to do it on my own accord and not at the whim of the OM-1. The FM is also in black, and while it doesn’t look as worn as the OM-1 (a look I have grown to love, particularly due to the brassing) I have a feeling that it’ll get a few scars of its own now that it’s in my service.

No prizes for guessing what film I have loaded in the FM, of course. Good old Neopan 400.

I’ve been uploading some never-before seen photos from the vaults onto my flickr recently, and will probably continue to do so. So check out my photostream. Or, if you’re lazy:

multi-armed bass beast

orange

legs

waistband

hair

relax

oh no man not again

fetish

noise

And, before I forget: I’m going to be at the upcoming Art for Grabs next weekend, selling some photos. Not sure who I’ll be sharing the booth with (or even if I’m going to be), as my friend was forced to balik kampung and won’t be there. Thus his photos probably won’t be there either. We’ll see.

brrr schhhhh eeeeeeee

Aug 19, 2009 Leave a comment

The Eye of God trade went down today, and thus my pedal setup now contains a Digitech Bass Synth Wah. I had the chance to mess around with one in my setup a few weeks ago and I enjoyed it greatly—really liked the filters, especially the envelope filter + sub-octave—and knew that I had to have one in my life. Which is why I put up the Eye of God for sale: I wasn’t taking full advantage of its capabilites and, well, I needed the money to get myself a BSW.

As it turned out however, the owner of the Bass Synth Wah was willing to trade his BSW for my EOG, and I jumped on it.

I will admit that an optimal setup for me would be one with both the EOG and BSW so that I can go from crazy, glitchy sounds from putting the BSW in the feedback loop to pure crunchy death when I kick in the Death Metal and shaker box/contact mic abuse, but if I had to pick one, I’d go for the BSW. Feedback loops are deathly boring if there’s only a delay and a distortion (or two) in them, after all.

Of course, I could get a Y-splitter, but then I could also get a mixer or a Boss LS-2 and mix two pedal chains, one feedback loop chain and another one for my shaker box/contact mic exploits. Yeah, maybe I could do that. Ditch the Kaoss Pad thing, yeah. But damn, the filters on Government Alpha albums (which, for the uninitiated, he uses a Kaoss Pad for) are so fucking brutal, which makes me want a KP for that filtering action. Maybe I could borrow one…

Oh yeah, before I forget: if anyone’s got a horribly beat-up cymbal (cracked, warped, chipped, abused, etc) they want to get rid of, get in touch. Me wants.

peduhls

Categories: gear, life and times

penang report

Aug 16, 2009 1 comment

Penang fucking rocked, man. Ok, maybe not Penang itself (not that it was bad, we just didn’t have enough time to be all touristy) but the kids there were fucking awesome. I didn’t get much sleep on the train Friday night, and only got some fitful sleep at Batu Ferringhi beach/on the bus back from Batu Feringghi and I wasn’t exactly feeling at the top of my game. But the crowd made us feel at home once we stepped onto the stage, and by the time we finished with our traditional opening song (“Hak Kita,” what else) the crowd’s energy and awesomeness had given me something of a second wind.

Even our less-popular songs went down a treat with the Penang crowd, and they even sang along! Helped, of course, by the fact that we’re prone to simple-as-fuck, singalong bridge sections. And don’t get me started on how our covers went down. ‘Twas awesome.

Only two real bum notes about the gig though: 1) We didn’t get to play our new song, due to the organiser asking us to cut things a bit shorter, and 2) The crowd started chanting for a Warzone cover at the end of our set, and we’d totally forgotten the song we covered at the Warzone tribute gig, and thus to please them we played Straight Answer’s “Hantam Prasangka Buruk” again.

If I knew that that was going to happen, I’d have told the guys to “close” our set with the new song and rip through Vitamin X’s “Raincoat” as an encore, but well, I’m not psychic. It was an incredibly nice surprise to have kids asking for an encore, though. Wish we could’ve given them what they wanted, but well, maybe next time? Haha.

In all seriousness though, I would love to go to (and perform in) Penang again.

We’ll most probably be playing in Johor on the 7th of November (Embrace Hall, Tampoi) with a few other killer bands, so yeah, see you there!

cumeron

Aug 1, 2009 Leave a comment

Yeah. Went off to Cameron earlier this week, was there for 3 days and 2 nights, starting from Monday. I’m sure nobody really cares about what I did or where I went or the bloody good BBQ lamb I had for dinner on Tuesday night or how badly I got wasted both nights, so yeah: not going to be writing a fucking report here, that’s for sure.

It felt good to get away from the Valley and spend some time in an environment that is probably the direct antithesis of the Valley experience: cool, not-particularly-polluted, relaxed and so on. ‘Twas a nice breath of fresh, cool air, and I liked it. Especially when it rained (which it did quite often, except, funnily enough, during our last day there).

I could imagine living there and enjoying it. I do realise that I’d be giving up a lot of the things I like about living in the Valley (namely the convenience with which I can head to certain stores/shopping malls and purchase musical and computer equipment, music, books and etc) but yeah, the place does have a certain appeal that the Valley just doesn’t have for me. But then again, the Valley does have its own appeal that other places don’t really have for me as well, which means that, basically, I just rendered this whole paragraph pointless. Yeah.

Cameron’s pretty much a cowboy town after 10.30pm or so, though, which is a bit boring.

I don’t know what else to write about.

Categories: life and times

to the green pastures (of the land of the dead)

Jun 16, 2009 Leave a comment

Long time no update, I know, but there’s honestly not much for me to write about these days (and not much I feel like writing about). Life’s ok, nothing special going on. College is, well . . . college. Not going too great (fucking Asian Literature assignment grr), but I’ll survive (don’t I always?). I am quite unwell right now, though, I have to say. Sinus problems, probably due to both the haze and my earlier short battle with the flu. I’ve basically been suffering from headaches 24/7 over the past few days, with no respite in sight. It’s not helped my mood or made doing any of the things I should be doing (reading, writing) easier.

Sleep’s been tough too, what with the aforementioned headache and the fact that I can’t really breathe through my nose, which results in me waking up quite often at night. And during the day, too, during the times I try to get some sleep during the day. Sleep is all I feel like doing, honestly, but it’s just so hard to do. Which sucks and, again, makes me somewhat less-sociable than normal.

The only things that have kept me alive are listening to music and watching movies (and, oh, okay, a bit of reading and writing as well). Videogaming is somewhat out of the question, as my condition (haha) means is suck about 50% more at CoD4 than I usually do. Which just frustrates me. So I’ve been avoiding that. Watched Koji Wakamatsu’s Go, Go Second Time Virgin and re-watched Leone’s The Good, the Bad and the Ugly over the past two days (this is the first time I’ve seen The Good… with my newfound appreciation for the art of film) and enjoyed both greatly. Also re-watched Eli, Eli Lama Sabachthani? for, what, the third or fourth time? I love that movie, man.

Speaking of Go, Go Second Time Virgin, I seem to have developed a bit of an interest in pinku eiga (read: Japanese softcore porn films) lately. No, no, it’s not because of the porn aspect. Hardly. The ones more focused on porn don’t really interest me (well, unless they’re either significantly wierd/out there or trashy or campy or all three). It’s the films that come off more as films that just happen to include sex/rape scenes (instead of sex/rape scenes that just happen to have a film around them) that interest me more. The darker and/or more vulgar/violent/wierd/fucked up they are, the better, of course. Films by directors such as the aforementioned Wakamatsu, Takahisa Zeze and Kazuhiro Sano. Low-budget, well-directed, experimental, artistic, stylish, that sort of thing.

I guess this quote from a Zeze interview sums my interest up:

Pink film is often seen as one of the last few reserves of the auteur. It is often said that as long as you deliver so many sex scenes in one hour, the director can fill the rest of the running time with whatever he wants. Is this true?

Yes it is. We believed it was true at the time, so we tried to make what we wanted to make, but some theatre owners and the “ojisan”, the “old men” who just came to see pink films weren’t too happy with all the politics. The ones who upset them happened to be the ‘Pink Shitenno’, ‘The Four Devils’ – this was around 1992 when the critics first came up with this name.

In both pink film retrospectives at Rotterdam [in 1997] and Udine, the pink genre was presented as a kind of training ground for directors, a way to learn their craft but also a way to express themselves. Is this the way you felt about it when you first stared out making these films?

I do feel that in my case, it was a kind of training ground, a space for experiment. Maybe other directors feel differently, but for me that was certainly true. But even though we’re talking about training or experimenting, it’s not like going to school where you learn and prepare for the real thing that follows after. I made independent films that were shown in cinemas, so it was not just training and learning. The fact that I was actually already making films was always on my mind.

Even though I’m now in my forties, I haven’t changed much from those days. I’m more experienced, but I’m still directing pink films. They are made with low budgets and when you have such a low budget there is more room for experimental approaches. Because if you don’t do this, there’s no way to compete with the bigger productions. So it’s the low budgets that are great for trying out something new.

Won’t lie though, the sex doesn’t hurt. It’s not a positive (generally), but it sure as hell ain’t a negative. Unless, of course, it comes across as very obviously fake, which does turn it into someting of a negative. Go, Go Second Time Virgin totally falls flat when it comes to the sex, I will admit, but dammit, it succeeds on so many other levels. Like the direction, cinematography, soundtrack and style. And, at the end of the day, that’s what I really like.

Fuck, I should do this more often.

my zine-thingy: out now.

May 17, 2009 4 comments

zineeeeeeeee

Yes. Last entry was more of a “OMG FINALLY” one, and this one is the proper, yes-you-can-get-it-now entry. 24 short stories, none of which exceed two pages, and some of which fall under the category of flash fiction. Some have been posted on this blog before (click the “prose and poetry” link on the right), most haven’t . . . I think. I decided against hand-numbering them for a handful of reasons, one of which is because my handwriting sucks.

I’m quite proud of it, if I may be honest. Certainly, it’s a relief to finally have gotten this shit printed, and at the end of the day I guess I’m glad I did. Now, of course, comes the part about selling it.

RM5 by hand, RM6 via post. Unless you live in the KJ/PJ area and/or are willing to head down to KJ to get a copy, I’d prefer postage. Less transporation costs for me (and for you, if we’re meeting somewhere in-between). Contact me (kecelakaanjalanraya AT gmail.com) for bank-in/sending-money-through-the-post/etc details. One’s been sold, 24 to go, and around 7 or 8 people have expressed interest/reserved a copy, so if you want one, better do so quick.

I’ve printed an additional 25 copies of this, so it’s 50 copies now! 10 have been paid for, though, so 40!

freedumb

May 4, 2009 Leave a comment

This is, as far as I can recall, the first ever post I’ve made on this (or any) blog at a cybercafe. And the only reason I’m typing this at a cybercafe instead of at home is because, yeah, exams are over and I’ve been indulging in my growing CoD4 addiction with a couple of friends. Today’s been the best gaming so far, since we’ve managed to play quite a lot with 6 people instead of the usual 4. It’s also been good because I’ve been pretty much owning my buds, although that might have more to do with their lack of ability rather than any sort of real talent on my part.

Exams are over and I feel good about it. Very good. We all do, I assume. It’s, I guess, a mix of both having gotten both Syntax papers out of the way and of having finished the bloody exams. The relief is evident, I guess, due to the fact that people have been making comments about how I’ve been looking particularly happy and/or relieved. And who am I to argue? I am, pretty much. Relieved I am. I’m still not totally in the holiday mood, but hey, they only officially start tomorrow so yea.

I don’t think I’ve celebrated the end of exams like this, ever. Many, many hours of CoD4, dinner at Williams, etcetc. Usually everyone just goes their separate ways, but I don’t know why it’s been kinda different this time. If I hadn’t proposed the idea of playing a few games of CoD4 last Monday, though, things might be very, very different. As it is, we’re all addicted to CoD4, and it shows. Two three-hour sessions a day? Oh yes, pretty much addicted for sure. Sure, I can play at home, but it’s not as fun as, y’know, playing at a cybercafe with friends. The gaming is about the same, but the social element is a bit different. And I enjoy the social element.

I’m finding the widescreen monitor here at this cybercafe really . . . interesting, for lack of a better term. I almost think I want one. Almost.

Categories: gaming, life and times

whee~

Apr 30, 2009 Leave a comment

I’m tired. Pretty fucking tired. Getting two hours of sleep and being up since 2am (it’s 9pm) now does that to you, I guess. Caught the Manure vs. Arse game, and then, since I had an exam at 9, I (along with the three other buggers I was with, all of whom were sitting for the same exam) somewhat decided to, y’know, not sleep. Or, at least, not much. Yeah. The only way I’ve managed to survive until now is being around friends, making shitloads of noise (TALKTALKTALKTALK) and lots and lots of gaming. Spent three hours at one of the cybercafes here in Kelana Jaya after the exam, most of which were spent playing CoD4, as is the norm these days, although not without a few diversions here and there.

I was just about ready to pass out while watching some episodes of Top Gear just now.

For some odd reason I’ve started gaming much, much more recently. Maybe it was that fateful spur-of-the-moment decision to play some CoD4 with a handful of my friends after our exam on Monday. Maybe, maybe. I was never much of a hardcore FPS guy, much preferring solitary pursuits such as RPGs, but man, I don’t know, I really like CoD4. I’ve started playing Left 4 Dead, too. Which is also great, and, y’know, might just become my next obsession. Shitloads of zombies! Weapons! Blood! Guts! Ace replayability! What more could you want?

One more exam on Sunday and I’m done for this semester. Can’t wait. Will be pretty occupied between now and then, though. I’m playing at a jam session here in KJ tomorrow evening, and then I’ll be hitting the Gudang Noisy stage with xLumbrahx on Saturday. I’ll probably be playing two sets tomorrow, too; one with a (most probably) one-off band playing Misfits, Ramones and Weezer covers and one with xLumbrahx, as a sort of warmup for the aforementioned Saturday gig. At least, that’s the plan. I’m looking forward to my first somewhat-public performance behind the drumkit, too, and have been trying to get more people to attend. Let’s just hope I don’t fuck things up too much. Might want to lay off the slightly overambitious double pedal bits. Yeah, yeah. That might be better.

Oh, and no surprises for guessing what I’m going to be doing after that last paper. Dude who used to have long hair and who likes to use the word “dude,” you better bring it!

(Why lie, I actually suck at CoD4, it’s just that my friends suck more.)