Tarot?

I feel the operation was a success. Here's to the new year!

Belfagor ovvero Il fantasma del Louvre

New Omar

No coincidence:

BÆRER Music:

Here's some new music I've been working on under the moniker BÆRER. 

Expedition please.

When the hell are you guys going to release this album? It was supposed premiere a year ago. I still love you guys.

The Outsiders

I wish the video were different, but this live recording is a gem. I need to get this live album.

More Unsound: Shackleton

Unsound

How great it must have been to attend this!!! To say a Lustmord live performance is a rare occurence is an understatement, so that alone makes this event monumental. Not to downplay the magnificence of his Church of Satan High Mass appearance (I wish my feet stood there as well).

Love, Will, and Anger:

I like this "lecture." I hope some others out there will enjoy it too.

El Ermitaño

Interview on the subject of the beautiful Evelyn Nesbit

New Yoga video with Cthulhu in R'yleh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How could I ask for more, Yoga makes a Cthulhu video?!

Doug Stanhope

I talk to the Moon

A few albums I need to pick up:

This is just a short list of a few albums I've been meaning to pick up, or want to purchase upon their release.

Kevin Hufnagel: Songs for the Disappeared
This album is amazing. Fans of Dysrhythmia know Kevin's work well. This solo album features layer upon layer upon layer of classical and acoustic guitar. He often employs his guitars to fashion a percussive sound, which I find musically very interesting.





Art Zoyd: Nosferatu
It's Art Zoyd, need I say more? This 1988 album, like other Art Zoyd albums, is a musical score meant to accompany a film; in this case, F. W. Murnau's Nosferatu. Art Zoyd's album written to accompany Faust is one of my favorite pieces of music.





Gorguts: Yet to be released:
This new incarnation of Gorguts features founder Luc Lemay, and amazingly inducted two of my favorite musicians, Colin Marston and the aforementioned Kevin Hufnagel. This audio is just a teaser montage. I especially love the clip from 4:15 to the end. I feel this section perfectly showcases each musician's individual voice, yet they manage to perfectly complement eachother and form one higher voice. This is something, in my opinion, few "supergroups" are ever able to pull off.





Kevin Ayers: The Joy of a Toy

I really enjoy some of the tracks off of this album.

My Siren

Some more PARA/Labanna Bly

"It is new, indeed, for I made it last night in a dream of strange cities; and

dreams are older than brooding Tyre, or the contemplative Sphinx, or garden-girdled Babylon." 

Anne Brigman (photographs circa 1900-1920):

Nostalgiastic Death/"card without a name":

This is to us Chad. We had something, but my wrists had other plans. We'll get there again someday, hopefully on higher planes and in better places.

Chad: guitar
Me: drums
Jeremy: film

PURPLE HEARTS from Jeremy Knickerbocker on Vimeo.

Ginnungagap

Ann Demeulemeester F 2010

Euphony

For the last two and a half years (give or take) I have been experiencing a series of strange communications.  I hesitate to label this preternatural because I can think of nothing more natural than my Messenger.  When my empyrean friend speaks his message (it has a male voice) has a range of only one word to a short sentence.  Though he is brief he has yet to be wrong or even muddled.  Now that I sit to write this I have just realized that his messages are usually warnings, but I can think of at least two occurances when they have instead  been a preview of a soon coming event or a signpost.  I never realize what the message means until it comes to pass, but when it does (and he has yet to let me down)  the accuracy of my internal companian is veritably sealed.
I'm not yet certain how I feel about sharing this subject.  Due to this I am a little leery about posting this.  Not leery because I fear that some will believe me to be crazy or a liar, that doesn't concern me; it's just that I have yet to decide how private I'd like to be about this sort of thing.  I have discussed this with a couple of people that I know won't judge me.  One of them is a person more adept than I in this area.  When I told her that I love this phenomena and I only wish it happened more often and was more of a discourse, she responded, "No!  Don't wish for that.  I made that mistake and now it is a flood I can't hold back.  Ask instead that you can understand it more clearly."  That makes sense, but I still want more.
Honestly, I'm not certain if my guide is actually a part of me or is some external force that aids me.  To me it does not matter.  I do not need to assign doctrine to my helper.  I just wonder what he'll say next.

Some more Portal:

From the first moment I heard these guys I knew their was something special about their music. Also, in addition to the fact that they are amazing on a purely musical level, their lyrics are often inspired by H.P. Lovecraft, whom I also have great love for.

Ellipse:

The lines between this and my Mind Beam Receptaculum blog may intersect from time to time (Bare Take isn't supposed to contain things I myself have created), but I blog for myself, so no harm done. A poem by me:


Ellipse:

I, a moon that can never reach you, but remains drawn to you through the ages.
The light that showers us both is answered by blooming in you,
But my surface is cold and void of life.
No voices to bounce echoes over this terrain.

How cruel a sentence, an Existence tethered to Sophia.
Pressed against Isis’ window, never beckoned, never to enter.

Send me to wander.
Banish me to the skies.
I pray to be the hermit and nomad in the wilderness.
Then I might find relief in the solace that is the absence of this Beautiful one.
Better to cry out into utter nothingness than to be answered by the reminder of what is forever held at an all too near distance.

Do I possess an unfeigned desire to break loose from this orbit that has captured me?
Is the anguish of ensnarement the sole sensation that can remind me I’m alive?

You, the planet which teems with life; a visible pulse in your fruits.
Your moon longs to float away into the company of shadows in the depths; into peace.

Street of Crocodiles

It's kind of hard to believe that this is from 1991. To me it's timeless.  Such a natural combination/melding of elements.

Portal:

No, this is not a Halloween show.  Portal always sports their 1920's drab-suit/executioner/dark-Pope/Cthulhu mythos themed look.

Happy Samhain/All Hallow's Eve/Halloween!!!!!!!!!!!

Transhumanism, abridged:

Alexis Mabille Spring 2011

I will not tell the story of The Mars Volta's experience with Soothsayer the talking board (ouija), Goliath, and the other personalities they encountered along the way. It has been told many times by many people and is easy enough to find.
However, I do wish to share some of the sayings that eventually (after much turmoil) became the lyrics on the album, The Bedlam in Goliath.
I find the communications that became the bridge between these souls to be some the most beautiful pieces of literature I've ever come across. They are cryptic, chilling, and beautiful all at the same time.
Also, I can't post all of these lyrics without also posting music from the album, so after all of the lyrics there will be two songs, a sediment to hold it all up.

Metatron:
"The vault that I call home
It falls beneath your palms
Before I crawl my way out she calls
When you're standing right outside my window..."

"In the dead plot you dream in
Ten go away
Ten born of pray
Ten go away"

Cavalettas:
"So if you break me a mirror
Hang the broken pieces of a place that isn't here"

"And the names you planted, drop the seed into a hole
If you force me often, I might jump off the board."

"Don't ignore my presence, hidden reads the scroll
By the time I asked her, the earth fell off the tongue
What once was laughter, corrosive I became
Where a scarlet bruise grows, sprout the fault we own"

Tourniquet Man:
"I've seen the only living traces flicker in the sulphur
And the ones who do believe me place your favour
Before you lay your question down there's a matter of the payment..."

"Let me be your Tourniquet Man
Let me keep you as a favour
Let me be your Tourniquet Man
Let me keep you as a favour
When I hear your fingers they will spell my name
As I trade the faces of the holders."

"I can't diminish anymore if I chose to dissolve in you
There's so much we can lose"

Agadez:
"I'm nowhere near this place you wear
It's unforgivable, it knows that I am visible
Broken mirrors and useless prayer
This lock is healing me, you know you come so willingly
There burns a kiss with serpent scales
There is no miracle, I lost your miracle"

Soothsayer:
"This deceit has no arms
Bended will take what's yours
Calling me
She's calling me
This it may have come to falter
We have become these pleads"

Ouroboros:
"Of all the warnings that you gave me
With all components in the fault
Have you ever heard me scraping?
It will be hard to hold."

"They lost the presence they were holding
Looks like the tenants flickered off
If the cell that holds me breaks me
It will be hard to hold"

Myrmidone: Travis Toner

Travis is a friend and someone I've had the pleasure of playing music with over the past few years. This is some solo work he's just posted. On these Myrmidone pieces he plays both electric and classical guitar. His music is a true reflection of his Self (capital "S"); at times atonal, bedded, and never contrived.

C V L T S

N E A T

liquid dinosaurs by C V L T S

Cosm:

I find what Neil says from 1:42-5:10 to be very, VERY powerful. This took my breath away the first time I heard it. It reaffirms, for me, the idea of the macrocosm and the microcosm, yet at the same time demonstrates that there is only One "Cosm." As above, so below.

For the few who read my blog:

I have decided to change my original Mind Beam Receptaculum blog into a blog that exclusively contains only things I can claim authorship of. However, since I also enjoy posting things I find interesting, powerful, or inspiring which are produced by other people, I have decided to create this new blog. From this day forward any post  that contains content I did not  create will be put up on this blog.  Conversely, anything that finds its origins in me will pe posted on my original blog, Mind Beam Receptaculum. Oddly enough, though not planned consciously, I have decided to this on my birthday, which is today. For those of you who enjoy reading my blog I say thank you, and I hope that you enjoy this new gathering place of miscellany.