Monday, November 29, 2021

The Doom Scroll - November 2021

 


Doing another of these again. I didn’t do it last month because my tablet got run over by cars (yes, plural) and by the time I got a replacement I had much bigger fish to fry. 


You might have noticed I changed the name of the blog. I suppose I’m just in a different headspace now than I was when I started the blog. To be a bard in today’s society is to dwell in obscurity unless you’re lucky enough to win the publishing lottery and be chosen by the ruling class if they think they can profit off your work. To create anything is to scream into the abyss. Eventually our voices will be silenced one by one, and eventually we will be forgotten no matter how famous we become. I care not for fame anymore, because I’ve realized this. I’m just going to keep writing and drawing whatever I feel like. The audience for my webcomic is growing, though. Ultimately, the thought of being famous, of being heard by a large number of others, kind of scares me, and yet I keep screaming because I can’t stop. It’s what keeps me alive. 


Anyway, yes, online rubbish from November. I have a nice selection of it to go over this time. 


Black Friday Blackout and Reddit Drama




I made sure not to spend a dime on Black Friday, did you? To not consume is an act of rebellion against our wealthy overlords. I’ve worked through a couple Black Fridays in my day, and they are hellish for people in retail or in call centers. People are forced to work overtime, unable to call in sick without being fired, and trampled over by customers either figuratively or literally. The whole machine would come to a screeching halt if everyone stopped spending money on Black Friday. Not that I hold much hope for enough people participating in Buy Nothing Day for that to happen. Then again, sales were down this year. Maybe it worked? If it turns out to be a trend, maybe. 


The online push for Black Out Black Friday came loudest from Reddit this year. And this sadly came around the same time that the capitalist class discovered the Antiwork subreddit, and moved to extinguish their dangerous ideas, which to be clear aren’t necessarily against all forms of work, just the exploitative kind where you’re giving up years of your life to make someone else richer. Yes, in the midst of the Great Resignation, with more people quitting their crappy jobs than ever, the subreddit hit a million subscribers, and then the media took notice.  Even Goldman Sachs started shaking in their breeches because the subreddit was getting too big. My beloved little club of like-minded individuals who see the truth of the situation of workers in the US was then quickly subverted and compromised. Flooded with posts from suspicious brand new accounts gradually changing the conversation of the subreddit from discussing the reality of the exploitation of the working class, to discussing wage inequality between races and genders, how they quit their jobs, the ethics of tipping waiters, or blaming everyone’s woes on Boomers instead of the rich. Things that either pit the working class against itself or otherwise don’t threaten the system as a whole. It was being brigaded by fake accounts started by corporate shills. The bots haven’t been enough to completely derail the subreddit, but they’re clearly trying. The people who were serious about Antiwork fled and created their own smaller subreddits. The post I’m about to share below might well have been the final nail in the coffin:



When Reddit Inc. posts something like this, it’s over. “Aww see, not all business owners are bad. We got them to listen to us, mission accomplished. Now stop complaining and get back to work.” If anything in this post really happened, it wasn’t in America that’s for sure. But I think it’s fake. “I’ll take ‘Things That Never Happened’ for $500, Alex.” Something similar happened a few months ago when the media discovered the Herman Cain Award subreddit, and it was subsequently forced to block out the names and pictures of idiotic antivaxxers who chronicle their ironic demise to Covid on their public Facebook pages. This practically neutered the subreddit, it’s not nearly as effective anymore if you can’t see the names and faces behind the posts. The Black Lives Matter and Me Too movements took some time for the capitalist class to subvert and extinguish, but they’ve really been on top of nipping the antiwork movement in the bud before it caught on. Probably because that’s an even bigger threat to them.


So yes, back to Black Friday. A new subreddit called Black Friday Blackout was started as kind of a sister subreddit to Antiwork, in hopes of spreading the word to boycott Black Friday. Then the media caught wind of Antiwork. Shortly after, one of the moderators on Antiwork did a post trying to call off the Black Friday Blackout, calling it unrealistic, and instead encouraged only boycotting Amazon and nothing else (which wouldn’t actually hurt them much, since they do Cyber Monday). It was obvious that the mods had either been bribed, threatened, or had guns pointed to their heads. This resulted in a messy divorce between the two subreddits, and a splintering of the community. Now Antiwork has been largely de-fanged. Maybe it’s not completely hopeless, not every post seems to be from a mysterious bot and you still see some traditional antiwork discourse on the subreddit. Even if the mods have sold out or been replaced by corporate shills, it’s not like they can go around deleting posts for no good reason without people getting suspicious. But it’s clear that the subreddit has been compromised. It is now under the microscope and subject to the Psychological Operations of the ruling class. I’m just sad that it got discovered, I miss the days when it was more niche. It definitely changed my perception. But, the fact that the subreddit blew up the way it did means enough people are waking up. It’s bigger than Reddit. Can the idea be subverted forever?



The most depressing job recruitment ad ever.



So you’re 65 years old, you’ve been working since you were about 18, and finally after almost 50 years, you can live your life again as you choose, for the years you have left. But why retire when you could be flipping burgers while being yelled at by customers and managers? All the younger employees got fed up with the abuse and left, but that just spells opportunities for you! You can even relive your youth by getting uncontrollable facial acne! 


Don’t the people in the picture just look like they’re laughing at you? Oh haha, look at that old geezer who needs to go back to flipping burgers for poverty wages to get by, what a loser. Are these just corporate executives dressed in normal people clothes? I can’t imagine reaching old age and being forced to work fast food. It used to be that the elderly lived with their families and were taken care of and treated with respect. Nowadays they’re just thrown to the wolves. They have to keep working until they literally can’t work anymore, at which point they’re thrown into retirement homes that take them for every penny they’re worth, and forgotten. If they don’t end up homeless. Everyone in the US is too individualistic to care. 


Fast food jobs are best done by people who are still in denial that they’re going to die one day and they’re giving up their best years to a greedy CEO. By the time you’re of retirement age it’s a little harder to live in denial about impending death. I know some elderly people get bored after retirement and actually choose to work (likely due to a lifetime of brainwashing and basing their self-worth on their employment status), but you really want to spend the last years of your life where you still have your wits and your motor skills doing this kind of a job? Would anyone ever actually choose that? Not to mention the job is a lot harder if you have arthritis, back pain, a bad hip, etc. Managers don’t let you sit down and rest, and they’re not going to like it if you need a lot of bathroom breaks, as elderly people often do. I remember at the call center I worked at, there was this elderly guy who had to work there for the insurance. He had a weak bladder, and he still got chewed out by his supervisor all the time for taking bathroom breaks too frequently. He shouldn’t have been working, he should have been on disability. It’s like the rich are trying to squeeze every last bit of toothpaste out of the tube, getting as much work out of the poor as they can, even at the end of their lives. How sad that anyone has to do this. If I got to this age and had to work fast food in order to survive, I would probably consider just ending it all on my own terms because by then life’s not going to get any better. At least if you’re doing this kind of job when you’re young there’s still some sort of hope that you’re eventually going to get a better job. By 65 and older it’s a little too late to climb the corporate ladder.


Cartoons then and now


This is at least a couple years old, but it’s been making its rounds on Facebook again. It mocks the homogeneous so-called CalArts style of animation that was popular for most of the 2010s. In some ways I agree with it, but it is being a bit disingenuous and unfair. Firstly, you really can’t use anything by Hanna-Barbara that isn’t 1940s Tom and Jerry as an example of good character design and animation. Only someone with their nostalgia goggles on would forget about the cheap, thick-lined, jerky animation of the dozens of Scooby Doo clones they produced. Animation really reached a nadir in the 1970s, and hasn’t been that bad since. The 1950s through the early 1980s is known as The Dark Age of Animation for a reason. I’m sure none of the cartoons below are quite as bad as that.


But yeah, other than that, the character designs in a lot of modern cartoons might be the same, but character design and animation are two different things. The characters can be much more expressive than this meme suggests. Another thing that was rather new to television animation in the 2010s was the storytelling. American cartoons almost never had ongoing storylines before then. They were always episodic, each episode was standalone so someone who was new to the series could jump right in without missing anything. The most you might see was a two-part episode. Anime always did storylines though, and that’s probably what influenced American animation. The only one out of the new ones I’ve watched is Steven Universe, but that had a very intriguing story that kept me watching the whole series. There were a few standalone episodes, but not many.


I do miss hand drawn animation, and I think it can still do things digital animation cannot. Nothing today quite captures the animation style of the 1930s and 1940s, when the art form was at its peak. But, this meme is cherry-picking. I’d much rather watch Steven Universe than Woody Woodpecker, who I find to be one of the most annoying classic cartoon characters, even if the animation was better (although I don’t think it was, from what I’ve seen it really wasn’t the best of the 1940s cartoons, Universal’s animation really couldn’t hold a candle to Warner Bros., MGM or Disney). That just goes to show, there were crappy cartoons back then too. Every era of animation is a mixed bag



Are Right Wing Libertarians even Real?


Oh Chris Farley, how I miss you. Adam Sandler, not so much. Anyway, when I take those political compass tests, I come out as a left libertarian. There’s also left authoritarian (people who believe Stalin did nothing wrong, and would probably call my grandfather’s memoir about his time in the Soviet gulags CIA propaganda), right authoritarian (fascists), and right libertarian (republicans with bongs). But the more I think about it, I don’t think it’s possible to be both conservative and libertarian. Conservatives love authority. The self-professed conservative libertarians say they’re are all about no government, but really they just want to cut out the middleman and be ruled directly by corporations, without the pretenses. They believe in anarcho-capitalism; they want to get rid of government but still keep capitalism. Who needs health regulations and antitrust laws? Why shouldn’t five year olds be sent to work in factories and coal mines?  Let’s just allow all the corporations to merge into one mega conglomerate and declare Jeff Bezos and Elon Musk the overlords of Earth and be done with it. Of course without government who’s going to bail out the corporations with our misappropriated tax money every time they tank the economy? That’s probably the only reason we still have a government at this point. That and paying for the military.


But anyway, wanting to give all the power to the rich and have nothing to regulate them is still authoritarian. In fact it’s even more authoritarian than a traditional dictatorship or a theocracy. These are the type of people who fly both the “Don’t Tread on Me” and the “Blue Lives Matter” flags in the back of their rusty old pickup truck, oblivious to how those two flags actually contradict one another. I’ve seen them compared to indoor house cats; they believe themselves to be independent, but their lives are dependent on systems they don’t know exist. They think they want freedom, but when they escape the house and have to face nature and the elements they don’t know what to do and they starve. They have no idea how horrible it would be if they actually got their way. And in the US the word “libertarian” is always equated to these self-deluding fools. I think it was done on purpose to whitewash actual libertarianism, which is a leftist political position. It’s all about muddying the waters, that’s how the wealthy stay in power. Those political compass tests are bollocks. 

See this? Racist Karen and Facebook Conspiracy Theorist Karen are almost always the same person. What we call conservative libertarianism is really just a different brand of conservative authoritarianism. That’s why the political compass fails, and it was probably invented for the sole purpose of granting legitimacy to this actually nonexistent political ideology. 


The Horrors of Fire Emblem Heroes Addiction 



This blog post is getting too political, let’s talk about video games for a change. In February I started playing a mobile game called Fire Emblem Heroes. It’s the first mobile game I’ve ever really gotten into, since I’m a bit old school and prefer playing video games on the TV with a controller. I’ve been a fan of the Fire Emblem games for more than a decade now. It’s a series of strategy role playing games that play like a more complicated version of chess, or like Dungeons and Dragons but it does all the math for you. In 2017 Nintendo came out with this mobile game, which crosses over all of the Fire Emblem games and lets you collect characters from every game to use as your own little army. It’s very fun, it has a good story, and it’s very addicting. 

The luckiest I’ve ever been on this game. Three 5-stars.

The game is actually free to download and play. But…there’s a catch. You’ll constantly be tempted throughout the game to spend real money, in order to buy “orbs” which you need to summon new characters. Summoning new characters is kind of like playing a slot machine. You spend orbs on each summoning (the first pull is free) and usually get crappy, weak characters but every now and then you get a good one. You can slowly and gradually earn orbs for free by just playing the game and completing different challenges, which is what I do, but spending money to get them would be so much quicker and easier. The lucky pull you see above is incredibly rare, especially for someone like me who never spends any money on it. But then you get people like the unfortunate fool in the first screenshot above who get hopelessly addicted and spend thousands on it. At least they’re helping to pay for the game’s high quality cutscenes and such, which oddly are far superior to the cutscenes in any of the console Fire Emblem games, even the most recent one, Fire Emblem: Three Houses. They’re the people who always beat my ass in the game with their absurdly strong characters that they’ve been building up since the game first came out. Gives me a bit of shadenfreude to read about stuff like this. But at the same time it’s kind of sad too. This is the devious undertone of the game. Sure it’s a fun game, but its purpose is to drain the wallets of suckers. Not to mention what could happen if an impressionable kid who didn’t know any better started playing it and decided to steal mommy’s credit card.

But what a dopamine rush it is when you claim your waifu. Isn’t she beautiful?

By the way, the Fire Emblem fandom is full of a lot of weirdos and pervs that love to drool over fan art, and you’ll see them on full display in the Fire Emblem Heroes Hell Facebook group in the comments. I follow it out of morbid fascination. Yeah, ahem…just research purposes. Hey don’t give me that look, at least I only lurk there and I’m just quietly appreciating the fan art. Some of these people love to openly and publicly announce their weird fetishes. Anyway, be warned if you decide to tread there.



The Rewards of the Veteran




Isn’t severe PTSD, possibly losing limbs, and watching your friends die all worth it if you get a free donut on Veteran’s Day? Poor fools. Veteran’s Day is known as Armistice Day in every other country, marking the end of World War One. But that was too anti-war for America, so they started this propaganda holiday. It’s all about fooling enough people to fight their pointless wars and bully other countries. Don’t you want to be held in as high regard as our veterans? You even get free donuts! If you really want to honor the veterans, you’d be antiwar. But the US pushes this twisted idea that to honor veterans you should be in favor of more wars so that more veterans will be created. It also helps to have a boogeyman to fight, like “terrorists”. I wonder if the Department of Defense (more like Offense) paid for this promotion, just like they pay Hollywood to make pro-war movies. 



Top Five Regrets of the Dying





This is something I think about a lot, if you haven’t noticed. I don’t want to die with regrets. It started when I had a potentially life-threatening condition in 2018, and I didn’t have health insurance at the time, so it could have been a possibility that I would have died. I’ll to ahead and admit it was meatal stenosis. You can look it up. Luckily I was able to get it taken care of in an emergency room (in an incredibly painful manner). Still got the medical debt from the whole thing. Another thing that changed my whole outlook on life was when I started getting bouts of depersonalization and derealization (DPDR), late 2019. It’s hard to explain to someone who’s never had it, but you just start becoming hyper-fixated on reality and existence. Like how strange plants are, how weird that the sky is blue, and especially with me, in awe of astronomy and the universe. You start thinking about stuff most people just take for granted. You start feeling like a puppet that’s become self aware and realized it is a puppet. Life is bizarre, and nonsensical. Some people who get DPDR snap. It makes them miserable. They want to be cured and go back to their ignorance. Some people manage it. But I actually kind of like having DPDR. I like being able to think outside the box. Once you have it, it changes you. You’re no longer immersed in reality.  


Anyway, I’m going to go down this list of common regrets of the dying and see how I’m doing.


1. I think I’m doing well in this regard. Especially lately. I’m doing my comic, my blog, I’m writing what I want to write, I no longer care about money or fame. I’m pretty content, all things considered. 

2. This one is important to me. I want to watch my son grow up, I don’t want to miss out on his childhood. And I haven’t, so far. 

3. You know when I look back on my school years, I do wish I’d talked back more and stood up for myself. I already feel this regret. If I could do it all over again I wouldn’t have taken all the shit I took from teachers and bullies back then. I could be doing better at this from now on. I’m rather shy and timid though, so it is difficult.

4. This one has been hard too ever since I moved to Florida. Facebook is pretty much the only way I keep in touch with friends. If I had more money I would be flying back to California for visits more often. This is one I don’t have much control over, sadly. 

5. Thanks, I’m cured! I feel like this one is ableist. When you have actual chronic depression you can’t just decide to be happy. Brain chemistry doesn’t work that way. But just because someone is dying doesn’t mean they’re suddenly all-knowing, I guess. I do my best with what I can. 





Thursday, November 25, 2021

The Ais People ~ Some “Thanksgiving” Thoughts

 


A few weeks ago I attended an event at a park along the coast of a lake in Brevard County, Florida, called Lake Washington. I cringed when I heard the name, named after a man who extracted the teeth from his slaves to replace his own. Fortunately it turned out not to be named after George Washington according to Wikipedia, rather, some other European invader with the same last name. For some reason, at that time I was overcome with the urge to find out what the Native Americans called the lake. This led me down a rabbit hole that left me feeling ashamed and depressed for many days. It’s strange, it’s not as if I didn’t know before that this land was stolen from Native Americans, but somehow, I started to really understand it. 


The land that I currently occupy was originally inhabited by the Ais people. From Wikipedia you can glean surface-level information on them. If you want to read a more old-fashioned (i.e. racist) article you can check this one out, which concludes that they were a “backwards” tribe because they didn’t live exactly like Europeans, didn’t partake in agriculture and their religious beliefs were never written down. But their way of life worked for them. They did just fine for centuries before Europeans invaded. There’s no such thing as a backwards culture. They entered the area of modern Brevard County around 1000 BC, and lived here for the better part of 3,000 years before they completely disappeared from the historical record around 1760, having been massacred and sold into slavery by the Spaniards, the “lucky” ones ending up in Christian missions near Miami. And no one knows anything about them. No one remembers them. We know how they dressed, what they ate (mainly fish), how they constructed their homes, because some merchant named Jonathan Dickerson was shipwrecked in 1696 and spent some time with them, writing a very biased account of their traditions, which I read a summarized version of in this article. He complains that they didn’t put floors into their homes and left it as dirt, and when attending one of their ceremonies called their singing “hideous howling”. I’m sure he wouldn’t like the music I listen to either. Anyway, the only record we have of how the Ais people lived comes from the pen of a bigoted ignoramus who looked down on any culture not like his own. 


Maybe because of my Armenian side I understand better how horrifying it is for a culture that lasted almost 3,000 to be completely wiped out and forgotten. A completed genocide. Most Europeans can’t fathom it. Armenia has been on the brink of the same thing for a long time now. I worry that as soon as Russia stops protecting Armenia, the country could be wiped off the map by Turkey and Azerbaijan, finally completing a genocide that took about 1,000 years from the first invasions of the Seljuk Turks, and ending an almost 4,000 year history. If they had their way the very memory of Armenia would be obliterated by the Azeris, who love to appropriate Armenian history as their own because their country is an artificial creation by invaders who long for a culture they don’t have, much like the United States is. A fake heritage. 


And yet the soil I now walk on belonged to a people that have already been completely annihilated. It is bloodstained soil. Much like eastern Turkey. Much like the majority of Artsakh now. I don’t like living on it. It’s hypocritical for me to live here. I can’t stop looking upon these endless suburbs and shopping malls, and thinking about how beautiful the land must have looked before the Europeans defiled it. It disgusts me to see “for sale” signs in front of the final small pockets of wilderness that still exist in this town, because the invaders won’t stop until every square inch of the land is paved over with concrete and covered in shopping centers, gas stations, and houses with useless pesticide-coated lawns. And I’m a part of it. I have blood on my hands too.  Most white people refuse to confront their guilt. I cannot help but do so. I want to leave this country, and right a terrible wrong my ancestors committed by coming to this continent. I don’t belong here. I belong in Europe. I can’t even stand the sunlight and humidity here. I am maladapted for this environment. But alas, there’s no one to give the land back to. They’re dead and gone. 


How can anyone believe in an inherent, divine justice in the world while sitting on the bloodstained land of a forgotten people? What a delusion. There is no justice in the world. I can’t believe in karma. The more one thinks about it, the more it seems that nihilism is the only truth. I can no longer seriously follow religions that do not correlate with the reality I observe. Panpsychism/pantheism allows for gross injustice in an indifferent universe, so for now that’s what I believe. The stars are alive, the universe has a consciousness, we are all stardust, we occupy a pale blue dot in the cosmos, that sort of thing. There may be higher forces in the universe, but they’re no more concerned with humans than humans are with bacteria. To be forgotten is the ultimate fate of every human being, and every culture too, given a long enough time scale. 100,000 years from now no one will remember America ever existed. What happened to the Ais will have happened to every culture. Most likely by then no one will remember the human race itself. I can’t imagine this species even lasting another 1,000 years. It’s a cold comfort. It’s the only solace I have in all this.



So yeah, fuck this holiday. I never did find out the original name of the lake.

Tuesday, November 9, 2021

Top 10 Songs November 2021/ Տրէ 4514 ~ Nation of Language, SYZYGYX, Tout Debord, Contre Soirée

Lots of great music competed for my attention in the last 30 days. If I had time to make this a Top 40 list I would. You know, I wonder if I could ever be a legitimate music reviewer one day. I would need to learn to write stuff like “ethereal vibrations breathe saturated pain and swirl through the vortex of the listener’s soul, enrapturing them in the essence of the synthetic elements of the cosmic rhythms of the universe”. Stuff like this. I don’t know how some of these music reviewers come up with this stuff. I have an MFA in Creative Writing and I still don’t understand it. Instead I’m like “I’ve had like 50 songs by obscure goth bands stuck in my head all month, here’s a few of them, oh and look another Armenian band I dug up”. These blogs are more like diary entries than reviews. I just want to point others in the direction of good music. 


This time around I’ve got a couple French coldwave groups, a band from Mexico, England, Finland, and the rest are from the US. 


 Nation of Language ~ This Fractured Mind



Now here’s a feel-good song. It’s been my ear worm for the last week or so, and it’s been a while since a synthpop track has done that for me as I’ve drifted ever-more towards guitar-based gothic music genres in the past couple years. Nation of Language is a synthpop band out of Brooklyn, New York. I did hear of Nation of Language last year when they made their debut with the song “The Wall and I”, but this song really grabbed my attention when I heard it. It sounds like it was made in 1982. It’s like a cross between Kraftwerk and really early Depeche Mode. The music video is a lot of fun, and it really goes with the song in a way not all music videos can manage. The way it was filmed reminds me of maybe a really high quality VHS tape; I don’t know if it was actually filmed on VHS or not but it does have that nostalgic analog look to it regardless. It looks like it was filmed in the 1980s. You have to love that little plastic dancing robot that shows up throughout the music video. It looks so happy. I don’t know if it’s a wind-up toy or what. 

The album this song is on, A Way Forward, debuted November 5th if this year.



Tout Debord~ Rester Lá



Tout Debord is a coldwave band from France, which really is the best country for coldwave music. This band has that classic coldwave sound. This is the title track of their newest EP, which consists of four songs. Bandcamp didn’t seem to have the option, but if you go on the website for Detriti Records you can get it on cassette too. It’s the kind of music that would sound good on a cassette, very raw and minimal. At this point whenever one of the YouTube channels I follow for this type of music posts something that looks like a low budget cassette cover, I know I’m going to like it. 


You can find it here:



Contre Soirée ~ I’m Leaving Away



Contre Soirée is a another French coldwave act, out of Paris. I found this song thanks to Radio Darkitalia, a radio station out of Perma, Italy and my current favorite thing to listen to on Radio Garden. The name of the band translates to “counter party”, which from what I can gather is an idiom that doesn’t exist in English. It’s when you hold a party to rival someone else’s party and funnel away their guests. This song is extremely catchy, and the somewhat incorrect English grammar just adds to the appeal. 

The album this is from, Inner Fire, can be found here:



SYZYGYX ~ Light You On Fire



Scissor Kicks is back! I didn’t feel like they were gone that long, their previous release was 2019, but I guess that is a long time in today’s music industry, where the norm now is releasing a single every few months rather than an album every 2-4 years. They were very prolific in the brief time they were active before their hiatus so I had figured they just needed time to write music, but no. I watched an interview recently that Cold Transmission had with the lead singer Luna Blanc. In the intervening couple years they were gone, whilst the music industry was crippled by the pandemic, the duo became a solo project, the other half of the duo Josh Clark left the band to pursue his own music. That can be enough to dissolve some bands, but SYZYGYX is still going strong, and honestly if I hadn’t known that background story I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference, they sound as good as ever. 

The new album, (Im)Mortal, comes out on December 3rd.


Of Blood and Wine ~ My Girlfriend’s a Vampire



Of Blood and Wine is a gothic rock band from Finland. They lean very heavily into the spooky, Halloween-esque aesthetic, and this song is a perfect example of that, released around Valentine’s Day earlier this year. The singer sounds a lot like Peter Steel from Type O Negative. That’s probably what drew me to the band. Musically it also reminds me of Kentucky Vampires and Scary Black, two other bands that also use the same sort of aesthetic too. But they’re definitely worth checking out. 

The single can be found here:



Skeletal Family ~ Hands on the Clock



Getting back into the classics, I’m still discovering music from the 1980s that inspired the sound of the modern bands I’m into, and this band is one of the pioneers of deathrock, Skeletal Family from Keighley, England. The band is famous enough to have a Wikipedia page, something I’m not used to when researching a band. They might have been another of those bands from the 80s that released a couple albums and disappeared, but since their initial 1982-1986 run they’ve had two comebacks, the most recent one being 2012 to present. Anyway, this is still a band to keep an eye on, word on the street is they have a new album in the works. This band is something to think about when listening to similar-sounding modern bands like Mystic Priestess and Ötzi. 


This track is off their 1985 album Futile Combat, which while listed on Bandcamp can’t be purchased directly through them, but via a link on the page. I’m always surprised when albums this old even show up on Bandcamp, but there you go.

https://skeletalfamily1.bandcamp.com/album/futile-combat-2



Slow Danse with the Dead ~ Desolate and Wintry



Slow Danse with the Dead is back with another monthly single release. The release of this song was very timely, with the cold winter months ahead, existing seemingly to combat the cheery, boring, overplayed Christmas music those of us on the dark side are going to have to be tormented with until the end of December. A dreary song about wintry desolation is a breath of fresh air against the obnoxious wrath of tired old holiday songs like “All I Want for Christmas is You” by Mariah Carey, which will be played on loop at every department store until the year ends. Thank darkness for Slow Danse with the Dead, for reminding us that there’s so much more to winter than this dreaded holiday season. 

You can find the track here:


Frequence Noir ~ I Could Die



Frequence Noir is a coldwave band out of Mexico. This song has a catchy dark beat with echoing vocals that while difficult to decipher add to the atmosphere of the song. A song about impending doom that’s still danceable. Their sound reminds me a lot of contemporary Mexican coldwave artist Werner Karloff. 

This song was a single off their 2018 debut album Lost. They’ve had one more album since then, 2019’s Violence.



Son, Fire! ~ Кто мы, откуда, куда мы идем?



Son, Fire! is a Russian post-punk act from Moscow, and has that classic sound that everyone has come to expect from the blossoming post-punk scene in the former Soviet Union, headed by the likes of Molchat Doma. I first did a deep dive into this subgenre about a year ago, and I’m still finding new bands I like. Son, Fire! is an emerging act. Their first single was released just last August and they’ve had a handful since then, this being the most recent one from October. I wasn’t able to dig up a whole lot on them, perhaps in part thanks to the language barrier, but I will be keeping an eye out for more from them. I really wanted to find out why they named their band that. 


The name of this song translates to “Who are we, where are we from, where are we going?” Quite a mouthful, but it looks like it’s shorter to say in Russian than in English. Maybe it rolls off the tongue better in its native language. If you look the song up on Bandcamp they provide the lyrics in English. Even with the translation I find the lyrics hard to understand, but they’re being poetic. Lots of concrete imagery in the lyrics, I’ll give them that. 

https://sonfire.bandcamp.com/track/--6




Suffering for Kisses ~ To Kiss the Stars




Suffering for Kisses is a band out of Seattle, Washington, and are pretty well-known in the scene. Singer Tony D’Oporto writes music in varying tones, saving his more aggressive songs for his acts Gnome and Crisis Actor (aha, so he’s responsible for the “Orange Man Bad” song, which I could never tell if it was pro or anti-Trump), so Suffering for Kisses is reserved for his softer side.This song caught my attention because I love space-themed songs, even if they’re only indirectly about space. Their brand new EP Love and Demise came out early last month. It’s one of those albums, all too rare these days, where the songs flow into one another, and each song, although able to stand on their own, is part of a greater whole. This song caps it all off as the emotional finale of the mix.Thus far it’s my favorite song on the album, although I only purchased it last Bandcamp Friday, so I need a little more time to sit with the songs.  

You can find the album here: