You are about to enter another dimension. A dimension of A/V. This is the middle ground between mediocre and too-good-to-be-true, between something called "reggae" and the sound angels emit. You are traveling deep into the realm of rad tuneage. Next stop, Now Hear This!
Consumers of my dancing-about-architecture reportage are probably aware of my frequent use of the adjectival "blackety-black." It's really just an overly precious synonym for: atramentous, ebony, jet, obsidian, onyx, pitch, slate, sloe and the like. But thanks to British scientists at Surrey NanoSystems, there's now an honest-to-goodness blackety-black. It's called Vantablack (or super black), and it's record-breaking darkness absorbs all but .035 percent of light. It's so damn black that the human eye has difficulty discerning its dimensions. Like a freaking black hole. Its primary intended applications are terrestrial, space and air-borne optical instrumentation. But now hear this: The Little Black Dress will never be the same.
Are you properly caring for your inner goth? My years of rockin' an all-black wardrobe, a Wite-Out complexion and panda eyes may be over, but I take care to nourish my blackety-black heart and sonic sensibility. If you're feeling the urge to chainsmoke clove cigs, brood and write bad poetry, I recommend channeling that energy into a celebration of Dark Entries Records' fifth anniversary.
In the news: anti-Ted Nugent missive, Why the US Can, Should and Someday Will Be a Soccer Powerhouse (Maybe), review of Paul Haggis' Third Person, Congratulations!: This is your Steely Dan concert, Drinkable Feast celebrating Hunter S. Thompson's birthday, Fine Lines and Flesh: A brief history of tattooing in the Duke City, KRQE News 13 faces backlash from viewers, the City's new public records fee schedule, Commission has directed its staff to revamp the rules, North Valley residents express concern, whether sellers of New Mexico properties must disclose natural deaths, homicides or suicides, among the top five states with the highest percentage of uninsured, sixth-most attractive city to border state millennials, APD is all set to purchase 350 AR-15 rifles
Welcome to the first installment of "Now Hear This," a column to chronicle my obsessive-compulsive sonic studies, archaelogical and futurist alike. And while here with me, expect everything from old and alt.country to rocanrol to dark wave to Italo disco to queercore to punk to riot grrrl to noise to minimal synth and everywhere in between ... Except smooth jazz, (most) contemporary country and reggae. They just don't do it for me. As they say—who are they, anyway?—there's no accounting for taste.
In the news: ArtBar has been granted a temporary liquor license, thanks to Santa Muerte. Sort of, Daniel Carr is being investigated by Internal Affairs, LANL confirms that 115 workers contracted by Energy Solutions are now unemployed, Hector Balderas is demanding that Mayor Berry and his administration address the money problems, Religious leaders are calling for people to gather, the potential for starting fires, this rad list of fireless fireworks
I'm a relative newcomer to the world of marriage, but I already know a little: It's not a contract to be entered into lightly. The person you marry should be your must trusted confidant, your best friend, your most ardent fan and (sometimes) your harshest critic. But when it works, it's really lovely. And even when it doesn't work quite as well—especially in comparison to the reality-challenged world of the rom-com—it's still pretty great.
In the news: letters and notable comments about APD, psychogeography and more, Crib Notes, "Orange Is the New Black" author Piper Kerman on the prison reform movement, Poet Laureate, Jessica Helen Lopez, Culture Shock, review of indie revenge drama Blue Ruin, Reel World, Idiot Box, Week in Sloth, why the steer stumbles, arrival of food truck season aka summer, Four Up, Music to Your Ears, micro-review new albums, essay on latest APD fatality Mary Hawkes, pay for the Kirtland jet fuel disaster, Hundreds in Albuquerque Voice Distrust of the Police, Satanic monument being built for Oklahoma's statehouse
Embattled Dutch auteur Lars von Trier's “Depression Trilogy”—Antichrist, Melancholia and now Nymphomaniac—culminates in a revelatory and arguably feminist existentialist fairy tale. Admittedly, it's more Grimms' than Aesop.
In the news: Crib Notes, Department Corrections, review of Jonathan Glazer's Under the Skin, Four Up, "Yes and ... Where Do We Go From Here?", Ouvrez La Bouche, Sonic Reducer, Culture Shock, Pulitzer Prize-winning feature writing, H&M is coming, Neutral Milk Hotel reunion tour