tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54878902011-04-21T15:17:14.788-04:00Stronger Loving WorldA Cultural Criticism Weblog<a href="mailto: Roshan.Abraham@gmail.com">E-Mail Murdervision</a>Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.comBlogger771100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-23940366362787441572011-03-25T13:24:00.002-04:002011-03-25T13:30:22.611-04:00I don't know if anyone still has this blog bookmarked. Probably not too many of you as I haven't updated it in three years. If you want to keep up with the things I am keeping up with, for a little while I moved on to wordpress at Kidontology.wordpress.com, and these days I have a much quicker, frequently updated blog over at http://yanatone.tumblr.com/ Thanks and stay classy!Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-50538288779546348092008-02-22T15:21:00.001-05:002008-02-22T15:21:33.413-05:00I saw Persepolis at the Mayan Theatre in Denver (marquee reads: "bar open/see movies in double vision") Persepolis may not be the best movie to come out last year, but it might be the most important. It's also the most versatile, able to portray a range of emotional spaces while never de-emphasizing its animated body. Persepolis successfully acts as a docudrama on 1980's Iran, as well as a Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1164565101648057952006-11-26T13:16:00.000-05:002006-11-26T13:18:21.666-05:00DAT Politics performed last night at Tonic, along with Kevin Blechdom. DAT Politics are electronic musicians from Lille, France. Kevin Blechdom is Kristin Erickson, an Oakland native (and Mills College alumni) who is most famous for being one half of the band "Blechdom from Blectum" with her then girlfriend (who took the stagename Blevin Blechtom). When the duo split a few years back, each Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1159997336415248352006-10-04T17:24:00.000-04:002006-10-04T17:28:56.436-04:00Tristan Eaton, the Brooklyn based street artist and toy designer, was instrumental in the formation of Kid Robot, which now has stores in L.A., New York, and San Francisco, and remains at the center of designer toy culture. Looking at Eaton’s work, it’s no wonder that he is responsible for the soft, sleak, and hip cartoon monsters that make up Kid Robot’s product line: his gallery and street Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1140931118816879322006-02-26T00:17:00.000-05:002006-02-26T00:19:16.173-05:00Forever WomanI watched La Passion De Jeanne d'Arc" Thursday night, at Artist's Television Access in the Mission District. (Artists's Television Access is a wonderful resource that I highly reccomend; it's conveniently accessible on Valencia and 21st, and the interior design is visually charged with the same toxic glow that much of the Mission District communicates. The theatre is very small, Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1140223716902607432006-02-17T19:48:00.000-05:002006-02-17T19:48:36.916-05:00Romantic Comedies for The Painfully AloneAfter a few hours at a side job in Oakland on Wednesday, I bike-BARTed, my new verb-form for the bay area, to a Casiotone for the Painfully Alone show in San Francisco. I initially decided I wasn't going to go, as trying to get around San Francisco with public transportation can be a chore sometimes. Fortunately, I realized that the Make Out Room is in Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1133813965144325272005-12-05T15:18:00.000-05:002005-12-05T15:19:25.166-05:00Interview: Me OtchInterview done a few months ago with Me Otch, which has been languishing in my hard drive. Please excuse the lame introduction. I'm back in California, by the way.When the atomic bombs were dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, the sillhouettes of some of the victims had been burned into the walls and the streets, an eternal photo-imprint of the last seconds of their lives. Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1131840406946278362005-11-12T19:05:00.000-05:002006-10-02T10:07:29.280-04:00I Have Come Here To Get LostI attended a conference in L.A. which was mindnumbingly lame, so I ditched all of the workshops and watched television instead. There was plenty of conversation and reconnections, however, which was nice. I only left the hotel on Wednesday night when my friend Soraya, who lives in L.A., took my friend Aubryn and I around Highland Park, where she lives. She was very Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1127510107568303292005-09-23T17:15:00.000-04:002005-09-23T17:15:07.606-04:00Dear Summer IMG_0008[1] Originally uploaded by Yanatonage. Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1127255977022012252005-09-20T18:37:00.000-04:002005-09-20T18:44:25.396-04:00Interview:D*FaceD*Face is among a cadre of street artists whose goals are neither egotistical or political, but conceptual. How else to describe the distinctive style of his pieces—which resemble drug induced dreamtime interpretations of Disney or Fleischer Studios characters? Whereas urban dwellers may have grown tired of the repetition and redundancy of some stencil artists, whose endless Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1121395529374806562005-07-14T22:45:00.000-04:002005-07-14T22:45:54.683-04:00A Borf's TaleBorf was a prolific stencil/graffiti artists in the D.C. area. Yesterday, he was arrested, and the Washington Post decided to run a story they were working on about him. You can read that here. Borf's stencils were anti-old people, anti-the system, anti everything. In interview, his politics are what you'd expect an 18 year old's to be after reading Debord and a slew of Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1117484642126526982005-05-30T16:24:00.000-04:002005-05-30T16:24:02.160-04:00Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1116008084437782442005-05-13T14:13:00.000-04:002005-06-15T23:53:35.743-04:00Manga Head! I stumbled onto Garnier's Manga Head from the comments section of Witness the vibrant, exciting music, and the absurdist poses of the actors, whose facial photoshopping leads them all to resemble the hyperrealistic CGI characters of Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within. There are even instructions for the unimaginative:"Take sections of hair, twisting them into defined spikes. Pull Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1111346557351804532005-03-20T14:22:00.000-05:002005-03-20T14:23:41.033-05:00Brands on the Run: Love MarksAt the bookstore the other day, I ran into the coffee table sized tome "Love Marks", another book ostensibly providing expert criticism containing thinly veiled consultation tips. The book is constructed like a string of advertising copy loosely flung together and binded. On the first page, a glass filled halfway sits on a table over the words, "I was born an Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1110646627584686532005-03-12T11:56:00.000-05:002005-03-12T11:57:07.586-05:00those dreamless dreamsSo you've all probably read about "Podcasts", or are listening to them right now. Honestly, it isn't really much of a phenomenon right now, but all of the major newspapers and magazines nodded heads and winked at each other one day and decided that this would be the next big technology news story. (What ever happened to nanotechnology?) Even the New York Times gave it Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1107330728199196162005-02-02T02:51:00.000-05:002005-02-02T02:52:08.200-05:00Brands on the Run: Left Brain/Right Brain
In this month's WIRED, Daniel Pink writes an article about the supposed economic-and cultural-shift to what he refers to as the "conceptual" age. If the information age cracked the code of nature's functions and reduced images, and logic-based work to as few functions as possible, the conceptual age is the net result of this on human production. As Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1106669078388614252005-01-25T11:02:00.000-05:002005-01-25T11:06:33.596-05:00My Drastic Masterpieces Smash Theses Through Telekenesis
Adventures of The Lactating Man
Lately I've been interested in off-kilter London act Infinite Livez, AKA Vinnie Tiefliz, who raps with a red one-eyed puppet named "Barry Convex" on his right hand. All of the songs on the debut LP Bush Meat are paranormal and infantile; one song and accompanying video are about a man who produces Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1105119309672364902005-01-07T13:33:00.000-05:002005-01-07T12:35:09.673-05:00Kerala Rain
My grandparents and relations live in the southernmost tip of Kerala, where I spent the first year of my life. The foliage is lush and the air heavy and humid. My grandparents' property is filled with coconut trees and thick prodigious palm leaves, small villages with mortar houses, the largest of which have rectangular openings patterned across them. Honey spouts from makeshift Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1103324538796651732004-12-17T18:01:00.000-05:002004-12-17T18:02:18.796-05:00Voice
Everyone has an atribute which they arbitrarily associate with presence. Mine is the voice. Like most people, a sweaty body panting under mine is the preferred signification of presence, but the only prerequisite for me to anchor meaning and emotions onto a fixed subject, to make someone "real", is the human voice. Synesthesia isn't always a jumbling of sensoral inputs, it can also Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1101678065848271742004-11-28T16:40:00.000-05:002004-11-28T16:41:05.846-05:00Brands on the Run
Douglas Rushkoff's new documentary 'The Persuaders' aired on PBS a few weeks ago. It's available in Realplayer and Windows Media streaming video on Frontline's website and I strongly suggest that everyone watch it. I was very impressed with the broadcast, particularly since I felt that his previous Frontline documentary, The Merchants of Cool, was lackluster and Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1100279958302780472004-11-12T13:17:00.000-05:002004-11-12T12:25:36.800-05:00A Tapestry
From Jason Louv:
Hello,
The following is an exercise in art and the manifestation of dreams.
It is not political in nature, although it does comprise in part a
response to the events of November 3 (this email has also been sent to
the US President, wouldn't want to leave anybody out).
Please take a moment, whether now or in the coming days, to
participate in this global art projectRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1099779472715580432004-11-06T17:16:00.000-05:002004-11-06T21:24:39.976-05:00Sensitive Frequency
I've been reading William T. Vollman's 'You Bright and Risen Angels' for what seems like forever.(635 pages!) One of the characteristics of this book is its use of anthropomorphism and caricature to evoke human emotions and frustrations. A surrealist American history, it depicts a decades-long battle between insects and humans over 'electricity'; which in this parallel Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1099680321058559872004-11-05T13:42:00.000-05:002004-11-05T13:45:21.056-05:00How I lerned 2 luv Amerika
by roshen abraham
Everyone seems to be confused in the wake of Wednesday's events, so I thought I'd offer several different perspectives which you can pick and choose from:
The We Can Resist Perspective
Immediately after Ohio was called for Bush a disheartened friend looked up at me and said “do you believe in democracy? If Bush wins a popular vote, maybe that Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1097797694014197622004-10-14T19:47:00.000-04:002004-10-15T13:09:55.300-04:00Flat Nostalgia
Whatever Happened to the Buzzcocks?
No one knows the words to the Buzzcocks' "Whatever Happened to..?". I can't find the lyrics on any album sleeve, I spend fifteen minutes on google and turn up nothing. Try to find the words on Buzzcocks fan sites, all you get are empty pages with messages to the effect of, "If you know the words, let me know?" It's no surprise, either, Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1095222449453410632004-09-15T00:27:00.000-04:002004-09-15T00:27:29.453-04:00Viral Democracy
At the Republican National Convention, George W Bush gave what was in all likelihood the best speech of his political career. A pundit afterwards referred to it as "Karl Rove's masterpiece". He was right. After years of protesting and satire, internet gifs with cowboy hats and monkey faces, books about his improper English, movies that play up his cartoonish john wayne Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1093027626608135252004-08-20T14:46:00.000-04:002004-08-20T14:47:06.606-04:00Confidentially
My brother recently received two cease and desist letters in the mail from Cablevision and from MGM entertainment regarding his downloading of the television show "Dead Like Me". I have never seen Dead Like Me. The first letter is from Cablevision (addressed to my father, whose computer he used) informing him that optimum online customers have signed a user agreement barring himRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1091391964238386482004-08-01T16:24:00.000-04:002004-08-01T16:26:04.240-04:00Urbanism and Ludology
"We are bored in the city, there is no longer any Temple of the Sun. Between the legs of the women walking by, the dadaists imagined a monkey wrench and the surrealists a crystal cup. That's lost. We know how to read every promise in faces--the latest stage of morphology. The poetry of the billboards lasted twenty years. We are bored in the city, we really have to strain toRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1088891246172337292004-07-03T17:46:00.000-04:002004-07-25T15:22:13.783-04:00Warchalking
I was talking to someone at an NYC Wireless meeting last week about the phenomenon of warchalking and why it never caught on. It just seemed to me that it was exactly the type of thing that would catch on in New York. Rogue wireless users mark up sidewalks with chalk in attempt to mark the spaces where wireless nodes are available, "free" or not. It's quick, easy, and helpful. Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1086210275193847272004-06-02T17:03:00.000-04:002004-06-02T17:04:35.193-04:00 STEVE KURTZ
Critical Art Ensemble is a tactical media group- artists who utilize the "spectacle" and radical aproaches to media to discuss wider issues on the social uses and misusues of technology. Their founder is Steve Kurtz, currently an art professor at the University at Buffalo. On May 11th, Steve called 911 to report that his wife had died in her sleep of a cardiac arrest. This Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1083897505494957992004-05-06T22:38:00.000-04:002004-05-06T22:41:38.796-04:00Reality Studios
The lights are out. The electricity bills haven't been paid in months. My roommate has been arguing for a long time with our electric company, in fact, when I moved in, I was told they were at a stand-off. I haven't paid one electric bill since I moved into my apartment. Now the lights are off. Adequately, the day the lights went off is the day I hit up my WI-FI for the firstRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1082910838043289782004-04-25T12:33:00.000-04:002004-04-25T12:36:59.983-04:00Love Ovals with Voids
"Nothing will ever make you weirder or more culty than Geri Halliwell is. ‘Culture jammers’ are just anti-matter advertising executives. Anti-corporate activists are people who want to meet Policemen and can only do so within a socially-accepted framework of mutually agreed confrontation. As Gnostics hated ‘the Flesh’, so do Situationists hate ‘the Spectacle’.-Grant Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1082643810550886282004-04-22T10:23:00.000-04:002004-04-22T10:30:54.763-04:00Nomad Art
Driving around a curve, down a mountainous highway, large trucks roll by, graffiti stains all over their sides. When you are seven years old, the bright wings and tips of the letters on the graffiti are radiant and phosphorescent and glowing and otherworldly, radioactive and joyful like crayon wax. “Magical and prismatic like an Aladdin’s cave”. We can never read the graffiti-text.Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1081197514389035382004-04-05T16:38:00.000-04:002004-04-05T16:41:16.500-04:00#PhonePunk#
My #PhonePunk# interview with Oliver Cobol, entitled "Politics of Play", runs on Disinfo.com today. Check it out, and let me know what you think.Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1081096668803712082004-04-04T12:37:00.000-04:002004-04-04T12:40:29.733-04:00Jesus in Furs
Quit your whining!
I just saw Mel Gibson's "The Passion of Christ", and I must say, I'm speechless. Not because the film was shocking or blew me away, but because it is clearly having such a huge impact on audiences and has done phenomenal numbers despite being nothing more than a high profile snuff film. The woman sitting next to me was holding her mouth and crying at the end ofRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1080231727257211292004-03-25T11:22:00.000-05:002004-03-25T11:25:36.280-05:00What's hipper than your gramma's last three operations? Driftnet, a new tech-culture blog I'm editing for the next few months. Check it out. It will make you want sex more than God eats pizza.Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1079483868959521662004-03-16T19:37:00.000-05:002004-03-22T19:01:47.310-05:00Canaanite Gospel
It's hard not to think of the city as a medium, the city as a text , the city as a book. The rate of communication flow between the brain and the environment exceeds our intentional ingestion of information in the forms of textual narrative. Eventually, all of those graphitti stained walls, diapers left in garbage cans, every bulbous and adjacent piece of architecture, eyes Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1079280299342300762004-03-14T11:04:00.000-05:002004-03-19T10:17:38.153-05:00Riders of the Quarter Bin and Such
Went quarter bin diving today, and came upon some really interesting stuff. Actually, the price was fifty cents, but I find the title 'quarter bin' kind of romantic. At St. Mark's, I picked up two issues of DC Comics' original Jonah Hex series, a late 70's Western anti-hero book done in a romantic lone cowboy style with the sensibilities of late 70's American Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1079279800925609752004-03-14T10:56:00.000-05:002004-03-19T10:18:35.623-05:00Tableux Vivant
Infamous photograph of Marcel Duchamp and the nude Eve Babitz playing chess at the Duchamp Retrospective at the Pasadena museum of Art, 1963. A few words on the subject from Steven B. Gerrard, taken from 'Tout Fait', the Marcel Duchamp Online Journal:
"The goal of chess is to mate. We can thus see this picture as the record of a tableau vivant of a word play. Since Freud, Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1079279735733535862004-03-14T10:55:00.000-05:002004-03-19T10:19:25.640-05:00Outside Providence
I got an e-mail from someone who hasn't contacted me in a while about an hour ago. It was a cryptic e-mail that threw together references to a Dylan Thomas poem and then ended by asking if I knew of any music that was 'off and corporeal' like Thomas' poetry. Here's my response
'off and corporeal'? If you're looking for something vicious and haunting, there's Dock Boggs. I'd Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1079279636698192642004-03-14T10:53:00.000-05:002004-03-19T10:21:50.250-05:00Concept Engines
The paragraph is concept engine is pure force. Having at its beginning one root split infinitely, it speaks with no voices. It ‘enforces’ a sensorium, a decorative, undifferentiated series of interconnected reverberations, sonic holding patterns. The concept engine rattles the subject and burns its base matters into an undifferentiated mass, re-calculated and intoned Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1078164068186682162004-03-01T13:01:00.000-05:002004-03-01T21:45:47.590-05:00Thik Beat Hotel
I am listening to a tape recording of Gayatri Spivak and Judith Butler's recent conversation at NYU. Spivak is an Indian born postcolonial theorist and Comparative Literature scholar currently teaching at Columbia. While she is as close as one gets in academia to being an intellectual rockstar, having translated several widely used canonical texts and written extensively on Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1077738803461827732004-02-25T14:53:00.000-05:002004-02-25T14:55:25.170-05:00Ha!
I typed in my url really fast into the browser and accidentally wrote murdervision.blogpsot.com And look what I found!
As you might guess, I got plenty scared!Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1077738481097347812004-02-25T14:48:00.000-05:002004-02-25T14:50:24.763-05:00Interrupt This Broadcast
I've spent the entire weekend shut in, door closed, bottle of wellbutrin in my right hand with nothing to eat but chocolate donuts. I'm spending the weekend writing something important(top secret project), and the inspiration isn't exactly bleeding into the back of my skull in a flash of sexy white light, so I am forced to do the old fashioned procedure of thinking Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1077202421524246552004-02-19T09:53:00.000-05:002004-03-19T10:32:46.263-05:00The Electric Light is Pure Sex
'The Electric Light is Pure Information'
There is a Mcluhan aphorism in 'Understanding Media' that I never quite grasped. I've read the book enough times to be comfortable navigating Marshall's hyperbolic one-liners, but I never quite got the meaning behind this phrase. First of all, what is "pure information"? That seems a bit specious to me. Can informationRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1076947602380855992004-02-16T11:06:00.000-05:002004-02-17T08:51:13.513-05:00But it Takes a Moving Mountain Stream to Go Where the Money Brings
I caught Nathan Michel perform at the famed lower east side avant garde/experimental venue Tonic last night. Nathan is an experimental laptop musician, in what appears to be his late 20's. (You can see him-make a judgment call. Proof perfect that blogging is not journalism-I'd prefer not to give you all the facts.) He is Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1076878567906052192004-02-15T15:56:00.000-05:002004-02-15T16:02:41.856-05:00LOST BOYS
"Boy and Tom are dropping like ducks in a shooting gallery. I see a stolid farmer type lining up on Tom with a 30-30 and I shoot up from the floor just below the rib cage where the Aztecs cut int o pull the heart out. He rocks back, his eyes open and close like a doll. The gun falls from his hands."
"Twelve of those lousy macho shits died in the shoot-out. We lost one boy-a Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1076860816312717772004-02-15T11:00:00.000-05:002004-02-15T11:02:08.606-05:00Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1075741747535011202004-02-02T12:09:00.000-05:002004-02-02T17:22:00.780-05:00Soul Shaker
I'm taking a poll: how many of you would like this blog to contain clear, concise writing about relevant issues in media and technology, and how many of you would like it to be exhorbitant and unfounded hyperbole with little to no evidence to support any of my arguments? I sometimes like writing that concentrates meaning through a poetic prism, (I mean, what else was Mcluhan doing?)Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1075467387203147442004-01-30T07:56:00.000-05:002004-03-19T10:47:00.826-05:00Through The Teeth
So I am browsing the internet late at night, and I encounter, like a lost friend bumping into me in the rain, Steven Shaviro's remarkable collection of essays on the cultural life of the 90's, Doom Patrols. I'm melted into the acid bath of these very 90's aproaches and topics; the obsession with dissolution, distillment, deferral, death, and delimitation of boundaries. Reading Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1074850810895529852004-01-23T04:40:00.000-05:002004-02-08T16:29:25.233-05:00Note:This essay is so unfinished, it's not even funny. I'll get back to it later.
I've heard you say it under your breath at the Starbucks. I've heard you whisper it to a friend after breathing in the toxic aroma of a cigarette at an anti-globalization rally. I've heard it in the spas and gyms. It's the sneer in your lip, the furrow in your brow when you see a Che Guevara t-shirt. It's the Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1072424323331681342003-12-26T02:38:00.000-05:002003-12-26T02:40:12.606-05:00Merry X-Mas
1988, The Pogues' third album. Shane Macgowan delivers a somewhat contrived, novelty pogues duet with Kirsty MacColl that plays on the familiar themes of disassociation and nationality, drug use and the distanced and delusional relationship between Ireland and America. Lacking the chaotic, caustic honesty of songs like "The Old Main Drag", Fairytale of New York turned the pogues' Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1070584234182932912003-12-04T19:30:00.000-05:002003-12-04T19:52:59.140-05:00Critical Art Ensemble Answers YOUR stupid Questions
So I'm writing in, through or around an interview with Critical Art Ensemble, whose work I consider relevant because of increased venture capital and cultural interest in the vaguely defined districts of "biotechnology", as well as pharmeceuticals and nanotechnology. ( I really don't "get" nanotechnology and refuse to even discuss it as Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1069813487892252392003-11-25T21:24:00.000-05:002003-11-25T21:33:47.610-05:00BX CABLE SQUID ORANGE ORGONE LIGHT MACHINE GUN MACHINE GUN
Hi. I'm browsing through this wonderful new site I've found, a respository for "lost" comic book content, particuarly Morrison related. Some Invisibles artwork that was redrawn when the collections were put out are interesting - -some of the Ashley Wood panels that were scrapped for the collection are kind of provocative and weird-the Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1068398252557859212003-11-09T12:17:00.000-05:002003-11-09T12:27:19.683-05:00MurderVision Relocates, Embalms Baby in its Trans-Semen Prison and Freewheels to Brooklyn
MurderVision is relocating to Brooklyn, NY, in often lambasted "A Tree Grew in" Williamsburg. My roommate has neither a "fauxhawk" or "dresses like he's from the 80s." In fact, all those people died a few months ago when T.A.T.U. appeared onstage performing media satire gay-funk at the MTV Awards and Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1068090928146407402003-11-05T22:55:00.000-05:002003-11-05T23:01:16.416-05:00The Revolution Will Not Be Analyzed
Praise J.Hoberman: He's written an enlightening review of the new Matrix film that hails its pyrotechnic grandeur and Biblical scope over its supposed metaphysical insights, and he's managed to do so without referencing one critical theorist! (P.S. If you are a film reviewer and you've used the phrases "Baudrillard he ain't" or "Desert of the Real" once in theRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1067824643405061172003-11-02T20:37:00.000-05:002003-11-04T01:07:05.940-05:00We Don't Live Here Anymore
"What more can a Poor boy do?", Dock Bogg fills out in the most soulful, rhythmic cracker drawl I've ever heard-over a tightly strung, sharp banjo in "Sugar Baby", Dock Boggs is, as I so often explain him, the only folk singer to sound consistently like he was about to die from a crack overdose. It's obvious by the baby-like wah wahs in his brittle, southwestern voiceRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1067237387765954772003-10-27T01:49:00.000-05:002003-10-27T01:50:35.626-05:00Dynamism in Form
Hey look, I'm posting back here again, so I can talk about nerdy things I can't in a vaguely tech-culture related weblog. Namely, this funky book I just found out existed! My Futurist Years, by Roman Jakobson. How sexy is that? If it wasn't a compilation of diaries, letters, opinions and ephemera,(like..a weblog from the begining of the century) I'd buy it, read it, and try to Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1066518288370313102003-10-18T19:04:00.000-04:002003-10-21T10:09:05.790-04:00The reason I'm not really updating is because I've been keeping a daily weblog for my digital journalism class. The content is a little more restrained, but, it might be a little more useful since I'll be providing links to lots of interesting tech-art/electronicmusic/counterculture news items that I find. So, it's probably more useful on a day to day basis than this website, even though the Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1064029405267133662003-09-19T23:43:00.000-04:002003-09-20T10:26:43.196-04:00CUNNILINGUISTICS
Is oral sex the pre-game show, or is it the total, explosive space-collapsing finale? There is something metaphysical about "going down", isn't there? Isn't the fun always downtown? Downtown the architecture is different, the smell is different, the food is more authentic and dissolves faster between your gums. Downtown is more condensed, fruitful, dissolving into itself; a slowRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1063812139971186922003-09-17T11:22:00.000-04:002003-10-21T10:09:48.463-04:00IN THE LAND OF THE ONE-EYED MAN, THE BEARDED LADY IS KING
Everyone, go read this article:
http://www.nerve.com/dispatches/dery/streams/
See, this is what I'm talking about people. A lot of people rank on the role of the culture critic in today's media; the overdone marxist social critique of the whateveritisthisweek-industrial complex understandably provokes eyerolls, and the enthusiasm and Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1062108805326070972003-08-28T18:13:00.000-04:002003-09-01T13:27:16.420-04:00Hey true believers-I'm in Colorado all this weekend for my sister's engagement. I'm going to wear a well cut Armani suit. I'll be taking pictures. I'll be back on Sunday night. Fix your tie darling you look like a slob. Hike up that dress, sweetheart, I want to see your legs. Excelsior.Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1062025664772805932003-08-27T19:07:00.000-04:002003-08-27T19:07:44.820-04:00"Hello, I'm Erica Jong. All of you liked my novel Fear of Flying because in it you met real people. People who loved and suffered and lived. My novel contained real people that's why you liked it. My new novel How to Die Successfully contains those same characters. And it contains two new characters. You and me. All of us are real. Goodbye."
-Kathy Acker, "Hello, I'm Erica Jong".1982.
Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1061335354263680042003-08-19T19:22:00.000-04:002003-09-20T10:00:40.903-04:00SLOUCHING INTO THE MEMEPLEX
Personality is a technology that glosses up or recontextualizes its referent ego. There's no one to one correlation and neither are monolithic. Learning to accept that our personalities are constructed from bits and pieces of cultural information that we find romantic or comforting or just useful as survival tools is important-controlling the pluriform interface of Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1060774964033804082003-08-13T07:42:00.000-04:002003-08-13T07:47:32.956-04:00In the two bedrooms across from mine, someone new moves in every two or three days. Lately, it's been every single day. I've known hotel accomodations with more neighborliness than this. The first person was here for about a week, a law student from Queens named Matt. When he moved out, I introduced myself to the new people, two global study abroad students who would only be around for a few Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1060774337409538862003-08-13T07:32:00.000-04:002003-09-20T10:04:09.430-04:00Friday in Dublin
From Last Friday:
9 AM Wake up. Hung over, drowsy. Fresh from melodramatic and overwrought dreams. Last night I got drunk and wrote into my laptop a letter to God describing our sordid sexual life. Then I free wrote about suicide, for an hour. More on identity dissolution than physical death.
I wake up and remember that I put chicken in the oven last night, turned theRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1060442598961500862003-08-09T11:23:00.000-04:002003-08-10T07:23:17.283-04:00Yesterday, because I was feeling depressed, I took very copious, detailed notation of everything I did from morning till night as I walked around Dublin; including what I was thinking and looking at. I will post that later on, and if you get out a map of Dublin then you can play along as well! It can be like a board game.
Tonight I am going to see Chez Jack L. What is Chez Jack L., Roshan? It Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1060431876672042822003-08-09T08:24:00.000-04:002003-08-09T08:24:36.673-04:00From the desk of Jennifer L. Zahrt:
"roshan- you have probably already noticed this, but i just did, and thought it
was so funny i had to tell you . .. the ad section above your blog is filled
with references to celtic cross jewelry and other such knickknackery. seems like
the ad people search the contents of your blog entries and hope that because you
are in ireland, your friends will want toRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1059613118264327412003-07-30T20:58:00.000-04:002003-07-30T20:58:38.120-04:00Nobody go to see Veronica Guerin. Shit is whacker than ten thousand baseball bats against a a really thick treetrunkRoshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1059341944337945802003-07-27T17:39:00.000-04:002003-08-12T07:14:53.533-04:00I just got back from Galway. The Arts Festival was going on, so there were lots of plays and hippies lining the streets. But man, those are some pretty hippies you've got there, Galway. We took a ferry to a small island called Inish Moor, then rented bicycles and rode them along the edges of the island-the most scenic fucking bikeride that you will ever take. At the top of Dun Aengus, a cliff Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1058899427110458782003-07-22T14:43:00.000-04:002003-07-22T16:06:36.540-04:00For anyone who'd like to see more of where I stomp about, here is the website of a club that I am going to tonight:
www.rira.ie
RiRa is close to Trinity, right off Dame Street, and it plays what a cute Irish told me would be "good hip hop". By day it's a bar called The Globe, which is actually right around the corner. Guinness is around 3.50 and the people aren't loud and poorly dressed. I'll Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1058805439026089262003-07-21T12:37:00.000-04:002003-09-20T10:04:28.353-04:00Who the fuck cares where Raed is?:Roshan Blogs From The Heart Sinews of Post-Fabulism
I've got a few papers to write tonight, so right now I'm going to actually be dripping the text into the modem after having pureed it with my electrosexual blender. The one that keeps winking at me! It's e-culture so fast, so self-indulgent and so poorly editted that it goes through 15 minutes of fame in a Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1058534471780247242003-07-18T09:21:00.000-04:002003-07-18T09:21:11.830-04:00As is the probably the obvious thing to do when travelling to a city a lot older and prettier than the city one lives in, I've suddenly become aware of this phenomenon called "architecture". I haven't paid much attention to it in the past, though it's clearly a significant part our conceptual landcapes. ("conceptual landscapes" has GOT to be the wrong term there-I sound like I'm describing an Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1058312831969725102003-07-15T19:47:00.000-04:002003-07-15T19:47:11.870-04:00Well, here we all are.
Ireland, “our neighbors to north by northeast give or take” and I bid you fond salutations with pepper spray Guinness that smells like blood that smells like gunnies slack toothed broads with freckles on their freckles and dirty old men licking their lips as the last sight of the night is rashed knuckles braced violently against nasal cartilage and of course “miles of Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1057402617641045582003-07-05T06:56:00.000-04:002003-07-05T06:56:57.526-04:00More detailed commentary soon, but a few points.
1. I'm fine, really.
2. Does anyone know how much I would have to drink to actually drink myself to death? I was just wondering.
3. That's it. E-mail me:Churchoftheblues@hotmail.com. I'll write back despite being incredibly famous and busy.Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1057237074815808352003-07-03T08:57:00.000-04:002003-07-03T08:57:54.730-04:00So clearly this weblog is rather unappetizing for the eyes, unless you are an accountant or colorblind sloth. You're all welcome to e-mail me and tell me how to make it more pretty looking, or at least less like a tax form.
For those of you keeping track of my whereabouts(and who isn't in these days of 24-hour Roshan surveillance and Roshan Reality TV and the Roshan Network and what not ) my Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1056945042183283552003-06-29T23:50:00.000-04:002003-06-30T16:18:34.996-04:00Q: What is RoshCorp, and how can it help me?
A: Fuck You. RoshCorp is a Pluriform EgoService Entity catering to the Astral Plane and greater Tristrate Area since 2012. Our credentials include tele-zapping Siddhartha Goutama with siddhi shock therapy and jump-starting The Nirvana Complex-a poisonous and irritating mega-meme that to this day allows the braindead rich and the braindead famous Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487890.post-1055874743246218882003-06-17T14:32:00.000-04:002003-06-17T14:41:10.833-04:00THE INTERNET IS SO BIG.Roshanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10293532555426102802noreply@blogger.com0