Category: oubliette

W. David Oliphant has been making recordings for five decades. He is a recurring character in Arizona’s oddly under-examined outsider music scene. His list of collaborators is formidable. For instance, in the early 80s, he collaborated with one of his scene’s few known unknowns – Alan Bishop – in a band they called Maybe Mental. And…

ants carrying tiny organs, bits and pieces, livers lips arms gall bladders into the pall building something to seal away

Just last month, over two thousand viewers logged in to watch the live feed: four identical roads, crossing each other at this intersection and then branching out toward the different corners of the world like dirt-beaten tentacles.

“to those who fell…and those who are still falling.”

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Noam Hessler loves words. This is the most generic thing one can say about a poet, even the definition of a poet, but once you get to the second poem in Officeparks, their debut book, and see/hear/read “fattoothed,” “Uppwards,” “Darkawful,” “Fatwet,” it is delightfully apparent that Noam Hessler loves words, especially aspirated consonants.

Within the foyer of the Concrete Mansion were four doors, a mezzanine, and a distant chandelier. The walls, floor, and ceiling were bare concrete. The floor was scraped and worn, the walls darkened by water stains. The mezzanine, also concrete, ran a square frame around the foyer.

“飛び込む jumped in 音 sound 古池や old pond 水の蛙 frogs of water “ is the latest collected work of Conor Hultman, un-author of the monumental DOE, and co-uneditor of the soon-to-be infamous “no rejections” Loser litmag.

you look at all the businesses and buildings. you really have no idea that one of these businesses is having a serious problem.

Tommy Carlsson recorded his first release as Treriksröset, Sexregler, in 2002, a few weeks after the birth of his son. “All instruments as my cock,” according to the liner notes.