A lot of the short films Dust releases are 75% solid, then fall apart at the untangle/resolution (often by not having one at all: they have a terrific Setup, then a nice Tangle, then roll credits—grrrrrrrr). But this one holds up nicely. Give it a watch:
Asides
This pirate story is *amazing*, but, man, is my brain stuck on that dog
The nut of the story:
An amateur historian has unearthed compelling evidence that the first Australian maritime foray into Japanese waters was by convict pirates on an audacious escape from Tasmania almost two centuries ago.
Fresh translations of samurai accounts of a “barbarian” ship in 1830 give startling corroboration to a story modern scholars had long dismissed as convict fantasy: that a ragtag crew of criminals encountered a forbidden Japan at the height of its feudal isolation.
The “samurai accounts” listed above included watercolor sketches made by Makita Hamaguchi, who was sent to investigate the interlopers and their “unbearable stench.”
What really gets me, though, is the detail of the dog in this sketch, which Hamaguchi noted “did not look like food. It looked like a pet.”
Man Plays Dope-Ass “Smooth Criminal” on a Barrel Organ in a Wood Pile
Stick with it past; the breakdown around the 3min mark takes this from schtick to rad-as-fuckyeah!
Time-Travelers Beware: Pre-Renaissance Europeans Will Think You Walk Like a Weirdo!
(For more on Dave’s Obsession with the Many Ways Footwear and Wear to Your Feet Will Out You as an Undercover Time Traveller, please see my novella “Where There Is Nothing, There is God.”)
Recommended Listen: “The Madness of Bill Dobbs: A Tale of Snuff Movies and Cannibal Cults” by Sean Pearce
I pretty much always at least like the stories included on the Pseudopod horror podcast, but boy-oh-boy, is this one spot-on for me. It starts like this:
Eaters is regarded by some as a flawed masterpiece and an underground classic. To others, it is vile, racist, ethically bankrupt, and derivative.
It makes for peculiar viewing. The plot follows the formula of the Italian cannibal movies for which director Bill Dobbs had an unashamed fondness. An anthropological expedition into the Amazon jungle encounters and brutalises a tribe of ‘savages’ in the name of science, and find themselves pursued, captured, and finally gruesomely eaten alive.
(The film was originally going to be released as Dark-skinned Cannibals of the Tropics, though thankfully someone more enlightened than Dobbs suggested the title we now have. It almost goes without saying that Dobbs has been unanimously described as a completely unrepentant racist.) …
And gets much better from there.
Check it out online: PseudoPod 530: “The Madness of Bill Dobbs: A Tale of Snuff Movies and Cannibal Cults” by Sean Pearce
Are Cops Still Permitted to Deploy this “Jimmy Hold”?
’cause daaaaaaaamn, bro!
In L.A. County they call that lil number the “drunk come-along”:
‘course, this one is even more superfantastic:
(source—scroll to the “Move-Along Techniques” on page 29)
Straight Talk: This takes and *amazing* (and entirely logically necessary) turn at the two-minute mark ♬♫♪
I know it’s just a joke, but this actually looks like a really good indie movie
Not to be ungrateful or anything, but here’s the thing about neo-Nazis and antifas…
…They both make me feel like my life—and those of my son, daughter, wife, and co-religionists—are these little bullshit plastic tokens in some game they’re playing.
All the fists and spray paint sorta feel the same to me. They all make me think “Who’s coming to hurt us?”
(Just to be clear: All of these pics are from the last week in my home town, Ann Arbor, MI.)
(see also: “Profiling White Supremacists Won’t Stop White Supremacist Terrorism“)
A Brief History of Reverb (as Pertains to Punchy ’80s Drums)
Annoyed that they glossed over spring reverb, a very portable mechanical reverb solution, but this is otherwise a great intro to the history and significance of reverb in music.