Groovy

I’m resampling a lot of vinyl these days (because I got a spiffy record player and the earliest albums I sampled back in the 90s I only have in mp3 (and crappy mp3 at that), and I have to have everything in flac). You know. It makes sense.

So the other day I was sampling the Dark & Long EP by Underworld. Behold:

Yeah, lots of dust, but isn’t that a nice pattern? There’s only one track on this side of the album, and it’s in 33⅓, and the track is only 8 minutes long (so the grooves are spread out more than normally), and it’s a really repetetive song. All taken together, the result is visually very distinctive.

I think I remember reading somewhere that some people are able to tell various classical music pieces apart by just looking at the vinyl. You don’t need that much training to be able to recognise this one, I think…

WFC Honduras: The Zwickys

Some of the actors here are quite good, but the film doesn’t quite gel. And the hand-held camera is a bit on the annoying side.

It’s an odd plot, and it grows weirder as the film progresses. But not in a good way.

The Zwickys. Andres Valle, Carlos Valle. 2014. Honduras.

Monkey La La

  • 1 part vodka
  • 1 part Kahlua
  • 4 parts half-and-half
  • 4 parts ice cream
  • 1 part cream of coconut
  • chocolate syrup

Run through a blender and top with chocolate syrup.

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WFC Liechtenstein: Der heiße Tod

While researching films from Liechtenstein, I was intrigued by the extreme number of porn-sounding late sixties/early seventies films marked as being “from” Liechtenstein. I have no idea what’s that’s all about: Did Liechtenstein have looser porn laws back then?

So I picked this one because it had a pretty high rating (4.8, ahem) among this group of films.

It’s less porny that I thought it would be, but apparently a hard-core version was also released (that had unrelated sex scenes edited into the narrative).

The actors are pretty bad. Most of them leave no scenery unchewed. It has a certain charm, but it’s… not very good.

99 Women. Jesús Franco. 1969. Liechtenstein.

Strawberry G&T

  • gin
  • a dash of strawberry puree
  • a pinch of pepper
  • Fever Tree tonic water
  • 2 strawberry halves

Pour gin, strawberry into an ice-filled glass. Add pepper. Stir. Top off with tonic water and stir lightly. Garnish with strawberry.

Strawberry Puree

  • 1 part sugar
  • 8 parts strawberries
  • a dash of water
  • a bit of lemon juice

Halve the strawberries. In a medium saucepan, combine the halved strawberries with the sugar and water and bring to a boil, stirring to dissolve the sugar. Let cool, then add the fresh lemon juice. Transfer to a blender and puree until smooth. Pour the puree through a fine strainer into an airtight container and refrigerate for up to 3 days.

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House of Women

After being exhausted by the Fantagraphics marathon I’ve somewhat avoided comics, but all exhaustion must come to an end, so I bought House of Women by Sophie Goldstein.

I don’t really want to review it (it’s a sci-fi gothic horror story, I guess), because I don’t really have much to say other than “I liked it a lot”, but I just wanted to appreciate how great these books look.

The covers and the first inside page all have these die cuts, so you can see parts of the first and second pages (I mean third…) The die cuts looks like windows or mirrors…

The extravaganza doesn’t end there: There’s also gold ink on the inside covers, rounded pages, and a paper binding glued to the outside spine. Which makes me wonder: Were these books partially hand-made? They’re so handsomely and exactingly put together that I kinda doubt it, but, on the other hand, I’ve seen quite nothing else printed like this…

Oh! The insides. Well, I wasn’t really going to get into that, but it’s formally very interesting, like this page where the titular women are climbing towards their titular house…

And here’s another thing I don’t think I’ve quite seen before done quite this way: There’s an individual on the other side of the door crying, obliterating the words of the people we can see on this side of the door.

It’s not all formal fun, though: It’s mostly straightforward, and it’s very readable.

Fantagraphics will be publishing a collected edition later this year, but I would guess that it’ll look less extravagant than the original editions.

I’m quite late to the party, but these numbers of the back here raise a couple of questions. First of all, who are those 300+ weirdos that bought the first volume that didn’t buy the subsequent volumes? And second: Perhaps making these books were so much work that Goldstein decided to make fewer copies of volume 2 and 3?

In any case, there’s probably a couple dozen copies left in her web shop now, so get buying if you want to fondle the books yourself.