The Black Pool with Tim MacGabhann
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To celebrate the release of his memoir The Black Pool on May 22nd, I spent 2 hours boring my close friend Tim MacGabhann into unconsciousness. Book launch details: 6pm, May 22nd in Hodges Figgis Dublin. Click here to read an extract that became the opening chapter: Link to preorder or buy The Black Pool:
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SFULTRA #34 - Holy Lacrimony - Michael DeForge
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"You get under my skin I don't find it irritating, You always play to win but I won't need rehabilitating oh no" - Another Girl Another Planet, The Only Ones
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DUBLIN EVENT MAY 10th - Barbaric Genius Extended Cut Screening/ Director Q+A/ Vsevolod Plotkin Noise Set
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Full details of the event are here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/event-dublin-may-127442825
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Deep Territory #12 - Front Toward Enemy
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“Thank god skin-patch is nearly gone And the impress of fingers dead Have disappeared and left me alone That one night I did not put jackboots on Don't want to end Reflection It's still there, though I am gone” - The Fall, Bremen Nacht
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Deep Territory #9 - Lanark - Alasdair Gray
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"My friends, you should not live like this." - Chekhov, when asked what his plays were supposed to convey. "For we know that if our earthly house, this tent, is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens." - II Corinthians, 5:1 NKJV
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Deep Territory #8 - The Erstwhile - Brian Catling
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‘Blake is always unexpected. If you think you know all the works, you’re wrong. There’s always something that comes up; if it’s not a new work, then an old work will appear in a different kind of way. There are certain works I’m completely obsessed by and I don’t know how he made them. I don’t know how he made them at that time because there’s nothing like them: they’re completely original. I think his thing was originality.’ - Brian Catling
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Deep Territory #5 - Crash - J.G. Ballard
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“So many great books have drowned in respect” - Iain Sinclair, Crash “Vaughn never been a duck-and-diver He spit on the mic, yuck, saliva Hold it like a truck driver hold a CB on a sharp turn Still clutchin' his chest from the heartburn…” - Viktor Vaughn, Saliva "Into the thundering cannon and into the murdering gun" - William Blake, Jerusalem
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Deep Territory #4 - Passion Of New Eve - Angela Carter
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"And in Hell beneath & a mighty & awful change threatend the Earth. The American War began. All its dark horrors passed before my face..." - William Blake, Letter to John Flaxman September 12 1800 I'm joined on this episode by fellow host and writer Astrid Rose, whose work : https://astridannerose.gumroad.com/
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Deep Territory #2 - The Vorrh - B Catling
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"...writing could provide me with the means of so radically outwitting myself that I could bring my hidden experiences, my unadmitted self into view." - Raymond Roussel
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SFULTRA #33 - UXA.GOV - Blake Butler
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"The Stumbling Block is an ark of extinction. A bouillon hive of the murdered past, frozen dry to a mass. Something has warmed its corner, the oxoed grit bleeds a vein of contagion, virulent in its passion to embrace and swim in human tides" - Brian Catling, The Stumbling Block
info_outline"The fire of wild abandon burns
so beautiful and bright
The ashes fade away after
consuming all the light
The fire of wild abandon
burns so beautiful and hot
I used to know the way back home
but somehow I forgot
Through all the smoke I can’t see you
What’s the thing you been turned into?
Something fun, or someone new
The fire of wild abandon
Feel the lie becoming true
Whose eyes are you seeing through?
Teeth, turn in on yourselves and chew
The parasite expanding
Through all the heat waves you can’t see
The thing you thought I used to be
Distorted uncontrollably
Beyond misunderstanding
And in the wreckage, nothing there
Only the cold spell in the air
I cried for you like you were dead
But it’s just that you’re something else instead
And as I felt myself float away, way up there
Up above all the houses
and the people and the trees
And I thought I’d go back,
back down there, be like them
But I can’t anymore,
‘cause I don’t know which one was me
I don’t know which one was me"
- Fire Of Wild Abandon, Evil Sword
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