And we were clueless and we were reckless
We were so high on the continent we could see the curve of the Earth.
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A sucker for conspicuous consumption
You’ll find “the Vacuum Cleaner”—not as well-known as James, a UK-based activist and artist who asked us to withhold his last name because many of his actions are illegal—in the mall, but not among the domestic appliances. On entering what he calls “the Church of the Immaculate Consumption,” he kneels before clothing and makeup displays, hands thrust skyward, loudly praising the designer brands for “the opportunity to buy a beautiful lifestyle.”
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Munly & the Lee Lewis Harlots
Eerie, Gothic chanting and deep, echoing singing tell dark stories of Americana. Wailing strings and country guitar strumming make the perfect ghost-town backdrop for Munly’s haunted tales. The Denver, Colo.,-based band writes the soundtrack to a country-Western film about the undead and the unrequited, replete with beautiful, heartbroken, red-haired phantoms who wander the hills, midnight gallows, gunfights and the kind
The Damnwells
The Damnwells play catchy rock songs straight outta Brooklyn, but the sound is more akin to what Brooklyn might feel like if the L-line somehow turned into a long, lonely, heartland highway before screeching to a stop under Bedford Avenue. As the band now includes ex-Whiskeytown drummer Steven Terry, the long, hot, dusty road-ness of this NYC quartet’s music is
Lee “Scratch” Perry
The legendary Lee “Scratch” Perry is perhaps as well-known for his eccentric persona as for his music. Stories about Perry—who is reportedly also a shaman—range from the bizarre to the very bizarre, including rumors that he’s brought a loaded gun onstage and may have burned down his own recording studio. And still, he found time to launch himself to international