Free Tibet

Tibet’s Monks Are Setting Themselves on Fire Again

ALWAYS click on the images!

In the remotest regions of China, inhabited by the country’s Tibetan minority, an appalling uprising is under way. In the past year more than 50 monks have died after setting themselves on fire to protest against government repression. Their uprising is mostly hidden from public view because journalists and TV cameras are barred from visiting either the Tibetan Autonomous Region or the neighbouring provinces. Tibet is the largest nation without self-determination in the world today with over 3 million Tibetans living under Chinese occupation in China and about 150,000 more in exile.  Unbelievably, 1.2 Tibetans—over 20% of the country’s pre-occupation population—have died as a result of China’s repressive policies.  

As a world superpower with growing economic clout, not to mention the world’s most populous nation, there is little other nations can do, either in response to tragedies like the Cultural Revolution or Tienanmen Square massacre, or to ongoing occupations like that of Tibet.

Tibetans know this. The Dalai Lama has said since the late 1990s, that he would accept Chinese rule as long as Tibetans had “a high degree of autonomy,” and the Chinese regime stopped the population transfers that have made the Tibetan capital of Lhasa into a majority-Chinese city. But despite eight years of talks (from 2002 to 2010) and the Dalai Lama’s retirement from political life in 2011, not only has no progress been made, but the situation has steadily gotten worse.

Tibetans know this too.  Outside of Tibet, the younger generation has questioned the Dalai Lama’s conciliatory policy.  Inside of Tibet, the younger generation has become desperate, and self-immolation has become the desperate protest of choice.  Echoing the self-immolation of Buddhist monks in Vietnam, the first such act took place in India in 1998, but the tactic began to spread in earnest in 2011.

Since then, 110 to have burned themselves to death.

Dying by fire is said to be the greatest human fear but there is also a specifically Buddhist flavor to the act.  The Vietnamese monk Thich Nhat Hanh wrote to Martin Luther King, Jr., in 1965 that “to burn oneself by fire is to prove that what one is saying is of the utmost importance.”  Yet the image of a monk or nun seated still in meditative posture while flames devour his or her body is also a provocative image for self-transcendence.  It has become iconic.

Here is a list that provides summary details of the self-immolations by Tibetans in the PRC since February, 2009 (all except one, by a Tibetan woman in Beijing, have taken place in Tibet).

This monk who also chose immolation belonged to a Buddhist revivalist group which has been campaigning against the Muslim halal method of slaughtering animals. Of course this is very graphic. The 30 year old Monk set himself on fire outside the holiest Buddhist shrine in the country – the Temple of the Tooth in the central city of Kandy. He died in intensive care in the capital Colombo the following day.

I can’t help to think about the one people have named ”The Little Buddha” who’s main concern after alleged 7 years of meditation was the sacrificial slaughter of animals. I have to say that if these courageous people amin goal was to give me food for thoughts, they have succeeded. After seeing those images and thinking of how one is willing to go through such pain to make a point, YOU GET TO THE CONCLUSION THAT THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING GOING ON WRONG OUT THERE THAT IS VERY VERY WRONG… They say that it utlimeatley is teh same result anyways. You are arrested, beaten and left to die. You might as well make it count!

I always saw Tibet as the most spiritual place in the world. The main trend imposed by the most powerful instances in this world seems to be to eliminate anything that has more power than money. To me this tells a lot about why such a relatively insignificant economic and military force like Tibet is the target of so much cruelty and basic civil rights violations. To top it all China blames the Dalai Lama and his ”associates” to be behind most of these protests. REALLY??? C’mon I’m sure you can do better than that…


Just so that you know. More and more of these people (not only monks) are making damn sure to not fail in their attempt to burn alive as they also DRINK the gasoline and TIE UP THEIR BODY WITH BARBWIRE so that the fire will be harder to put out for those who would like to help.

monk-immolation- photo_17000


Life and Crime Serial Killer 413AF-1

”The Gray Man”


Albert Hamilton Fish  was born May 19, 1870  in Washington, D.C., to Randall Fish (1795-1875). His father, a 75-year-old river boat captain, was 43 years older than his mother. Many members of his family had mental illness, and one suffered from religious mania. Fish was the youngest of three living siblings: Walter, Annie, and Edwin Fish. He later asked to be called “Albert” after a dead sibling to escape the nickname ”Ham and Eggs” that he was given at the orphanage in which he was abandoned by his mother at an early age after the death of his father, victim of a heart attack in 1875 in Washington, D.C. During his stay at the orphanage, Fish observed and experienced numerous acts of perversions including forced masturbation in front of other children and brutal beatings. Albert would become sexually aroused by these acts, which helped to further his obsession with sado-masochism. Fish would later say, “That place ruined my mind.”

By 1879, his mother got a government job and was able to look after him. However, his various experiences before this had affected him and the youth introduced Fish to such practices as drinking urine and coprophilia. He also had started a homosexual relationship in 1882, at the age of 12, with a telegraph boy. Fish began visiting public baths where he could watch boys undress, and spent a great portion of his weekends on these visits.

By 1890, Fish had arrived in New York City, and he said he became a male prostitute. He also said he began raping young boys, a crime he kept committing even after his mother arranged a marriage. In 1898, he was married to a woman nine years his junior. They had six children: Albert, Anna, Gertrude, Eugene, John, and Henry Fish. He was arrested for embezzlement and was sentenced to incarceration in Sing Sing in 1903. He regularly had sex with men while in prison.

Albert Fish Mugshot in 1903.
Albert Fish Mugshot in 1903.

Throughout 1898 he worked as a house painter, and he said he continued molesting children, mostly boys under six. He later recounted an incident in which a male lover took him to a waxwork museum, where Fish was fascinated by the thought of bisecting a penis; soon after, he developed a morbid interest in castration. During a relationship with a mentally retarded man, Fish attempted to castrate him after tying him up. The man became frightened and fled. Fish then began intensifying his visits to brothels where he could be whipped and beaten more often.

It’s likely that his psychosis actually manifested much earlier but according to the testimony of one of his children, his weird and unpredictable behavior did not begin to surface until January 1917.

It was at this time that his wife ran away with John Straube, a slow-witted handyman who boarded with the Fish family. Fish returned from work one day to find the house deserted and stripped of its furniture.

X-ray of Fish’s pelvis and perineum, introduced as evidence at his trial,demonstrating 29 self-embedded needles.

Mrs. Fish was apparently a bit odd herself. She once returned to her husband with Straube at her side and asked if they could move in with the family. Fish said that she could but that her loved could not and so she agreed and sent Straube away. Days later, Fish discovered that his wife had actually secreted Straube in the attic and he lurked there while she smuggled food up to him. Again, Fish told her that she could stay but that Straube had to leave. They both departed this time and the family never saw Mrs. Fish again.

Very soon after this traumatic chain of events that most certainly had a ”triggering effect”, unleashing Fish’s sexual and murderous hysteria as he began to behave very strangely . He took his family up to their summer home, Wisteria Cottage, in Westchester County, New York for outings and they would watch, terrified, as he climbed a nearby hill, shook his fist at the sky and repeatedly screamed, “I am Christ!”. Pain seemed to delight him. Whether inflicting it on himself or others, he took strange pleasure in being whipped and paddled. He encouraged his own and neighbor children to paddle his buttocks until they bled, often using a paddle that was studded with inch-and-a-half nails. He also inserted a large number of needles into his body, mostly in the genital region, and burned himself constantly with hot irons and pokers. He even answered classified ads placed with widows seeking husbands. His letters — 46 of them were recovered and entered as evidence at his trial — were so obscene and vile that the prosecution refused to make them public. Basically, Fish told the lovelorn ladies that he was not as interested in marriage as he was in their willingness to paddle him. None of the women accepted his offers.

The paddle studded with inch-and-a-half nails that Fish ”enjoyed” so much.

When and where Fish first became a murderer is unknown. In about 1919, he stabbed a mentally handicapped boy in Georgetown, Washington, D.C. Fish chose people who were either mentally handicapped or African-American as his victims, explaining that he assumed these people would not be missed when killed. Fish tortured, mutilated, and murdered young children with his “implements of Hell”: a meat cleaver, a butcher knife, and a small handsaw.

On July 11, 1924, Fish found eight-year-old Beatrice Kiel playing alone on her parents’ Staten Island farm. He offered her money to come and help him look for rhubarb. She was about to leave the farm when her mother chased Fish away. Fish left but returned later to the Kiels’ barn, where he tried to sleep but was discovered by Hans Kiel and forced to leave. During 1924, the 54-year-old Fish, suffering from psychosis, felt that God was commanding him to torture and sexually mutilate children. Shortly before his abduction of Grace Budd, Fish attempted to test his “implements of Hell” on a child he had been molesting named Cyril Quinn. Quinn and his friend were playing boxballon a sidewalk when Fish asked them if they had eaten lunch. When they said that they had not, he invited them into his apartment for sandwiches. While the two boys were wrestling on Fish’s bed, they dislodged his mattress; underneath was a knife, a small handsaw, and a meat cleaver. They became frightened and ran out of the apartment.

 He confessed to six killing and referred vaguely to dozens more, although the victims, dates and places were lost to his hazy memory. He did confess to murdering a man inWilmington, Delaware; mutilating and torturing to death a mentally retarded boy in New York in 1910; killing a Negro boy in Washington also in 1919; molesting and killing four year-old William Gaffney in 1929; and strangling to death five year-old Francis McDonnell on Long Island in 1934. The most sensational murder carried out by Fish was the abduction and horrific slaughter of Grace Budd in 1928. Her abduction led to a man hunt that lasted for six years. The police have given up hope of ever solving her mysterious disappearance until a slender clue, gleaned from an anonymous letter sent to the girl’s parents, led detectives to Albert Fish.

The haunting and abandoned Wisteria Cottage.
The haunting and abandoned Wisteria Cottage.

Fish introduced himself to the Budd’s in a way that never raised suspicions with the hard-working family. Albert Budd, Grace’s father, earned a modest living as a doorman but it never seemed to be enough to adequately take care of the entire brood, which consisted of his wife, Delia, eighteen year-old Edward,  Albert Jr., Grace and the youngest child, five year-old Beatrice. To help his father make ends meet, Edward advertised in the May 27, 1928 issue of the New York World Telegram for a job. His ad read: “Young man, 18, wishes position in the country,” followed by his name and address.

That same afternoon, a nicely dressed Albert Fish answered the ad and showed up at the Budd home in the Chelsea district of Manhattan. He introduced himself as Mr. Frank Howard, a farmer from Long Island who was willing to pay $15 per week to a willing young worker. The family could scarcely believe Edward’s luck and good fortune and quickly invited Mr. Howard into the house. After hearing Fish’s description of the farm, Edward readily accepted the position Mr. Howard promised to return the next week and take not only Edward out to the farm, but his friend Willie as well. Howard stressed that he had enough work for both of the young men.

Fish did not return as promised on June 2, the following Saturday, but he did send an apologetic telegram, and arrived on Monday instead. Impressed by his manners, the Budd’s greeted him warmly and invited him to stay for lunch. Fish behaved just like a visiting grandfather and passed out treats and dollar bills to the children. He presented two of the bills to Eddie and Willie and while he had a prior engagement, he promised to return that evening to pick them up and take them to his farm. However, he had a special treat for the oldest daughter, Grace, he told her trusting parents. If they were agreeable to the idea, he wanted to take her to a children’s birthday party at the home of his married sister at 137th Street and Columbus Avenue. The Budd’s readily agreed and Grace left with Fish, holding onto his hand, still wearing the pure, white dress that she had worn to church that morning. The two of them walked off down the street together. The Budd’s waved goodbye to their little girl — and never saw her alive again.

The police wrongfully accused and arrested 66-year-old superintendent Charles Edward Pope on September 5, 1930 as a suspect, accused by Pope’s estranged wife. He spent 108 days in jail between his arrest and trial on December 22, 1930. He was found not guilty before Fish was ever suspected.

The abandonned house that became a crime scene in 1934 for the murdered Grace Budd: the infamous Wisteria Cottage.
The most precise crime scene in the rear bedroom of deserted Wisteria House where Fish allegedly choked the girl and then dismemebered her body.
The most precise crime scene in the rear bedroom of deserted Wisteria House where Fish allegedly choked the girl and then dismemebered her body and later at his own home ate Grace Budd.
Search team combing the area where Grace Budd was murdered. More than fifty fingers legs and other human bones were found around and near Wisteria Cottage as well as Fish’s “implements of Hell” a cleaver and a saw. The knife was never found.

albert-fish-crime-scene-1934 (1)


Albert Fish Crime Scene 1934 – Investigators check over a doll’s wig, women’s shoes and a man’s suit , found near the deserted Westchester home where Albert Fish murdered Grace Budd. Daily News Photo

The Letter 

Seven years later, in November 1934, an anonymous letter was sent to the girl’s parents which led the police to Albert Fish. The letter is quoted here, with all of Fish’s misspellings and grammatical errors:

Dear Mrs. Budd. In 1894 a friend of mine shipped as a deck hand on the Steamer Tacoma, Capt. John Davis. They sailed from San Francisco for Hong Kong, China. On arriving there he and two others went ashore and got drunk. When they returned the boat was gone. At that time there was famine in China. Meat of any kind was from $1-3 per pound. So great was the suffering among the very poor that all children under 12 were sold for food in order to keep others from starving. A boy or girl under 14 was not safe in the street. You could go in any shop and ask for steak—chops—or stew meat. Part of the naked body of a boy or girl would be brought out and just what you wanted cut from it. A boy or girl’s behind which is the sweetest part of the body and sold as veal cutlet brought the highest price. John staid [sic] there so long he acquired a taste for human flesh. On his return to N.Y. he stole two boys, one 7 and one 11. Took them to his home stripped them naked tied them in a closet. Then burned everything they had on. Several times every day and night he spanked them — tortured them — to make their meat good and tender. First he killed the 11 year old boy, because he had the fattest ass and of course the most meat on it. Every part of his body was cooked and eaten except the head—bones and guts. He was roasted in the oven (all of his ass), boiled, broiled, fried and stewed. The little boy was next, went the same way. At that time, I was living at 409 E 100 St. near—right side. He told me so often how good human flesh was I made up my mind to taste it.

On Sunday June the 3, 1928 I called on you at 406 W 15 St. Brought you pot cheese—strawberries. We had lunch. Grace sat in my lap and kissed me. I made up my mind to eat her. On the pretense of taking her to a party. You said yes she could go. I took her to an empty house in Westchester I had already picked out. When we got there, I told her to remain outside. She picked wildflowers. I went upstairs and stripped all my clothes off. I knew if I did not I would get her blood on them. When all was ready I went to the window and called her. Then I hid in a closet until she was in the room. When she saw me all naked she began to cry and tried to run down the stairs. I grabbed her and she said she would tell her mamma. First I stripped her naked. How she did kick — bite and scratch. I choked her to death, then cut her in small pieces so I could take my meat to my rooms. Cook and eat it. How sweet and tender her little ass was roasted in the oven. It took me 9 days to eat her entire body. I did not fuck her tho I could of had I wished. She died a virgin.

Missing Person Report at the time described Grce Budd as a 10 year old and weighing 60 lbs.
Missing Person Report at the time described Grace Budd as a 10 year old and weighing 60 lbs.

Mrs. Budd was illiterate and could not read the letter herself, so she had her son read it instead. Fish later admitted to his attorney that he did indeed rape Grace. Fish was a compulsive liar, however, so this may be untrue. He had told the police, when asked, that it “never even entered his head” to rape the girl.

albert-fish-1934 (1)
Fishhangs his head as he leaves Police headquarters to guide detectives into the woods in East Irvington , N.Y. where he buried the child’s skull.



A recess of the trial that took place in the White Plain’s Courthouse. Earlier that day he cringed in terror as the father of the slain girl identified him and raised his fist to strike him in the courtroom.

The letter was delivered in an envelope that had a small hexagonal emblem with the letters “N.Y.P.C.B.A.” standing for “New York Private Chauffeur’s Benevolent Association”. A janitor at the company told police he had taken some of the stationery home but left it at his rooming house at 200 East 52nd Street when he moved out. The landlady of the rooming house said that Fish had checked out of that room a few days earlier. She said that Fish’s son sent him money and he had asked her to hold his next check for him. William F. King, the lead investigator, waited outside the room until Fish returned. He agreed to go to the headquarters for questioning, but at the street door lunged at King with a razor in each hand. King disarmed Fish and took him to police headquarters. Fish made no attempt to deny the Grace Budd murder, saying that he had meant to go to the house to kill Edward Budd, Grace’s brother.

Postcapture Discoveries  

A psychiatrist who examined Fish stated, “There was no known perversion that he did not practice and practice frequently.” Albert Fish was obsessed with sadomasochism. Most disturbingly, Fish was obsessed with cannibalism. He carried writings about the practice in his pockets. When he was arrested, Fish confessed to the murders of other young children whom he claimed to have eaten. Although nearly everyone agreed that he was insane, including the jury deciding his fate, he was nevertheless sentenced to die. Reportedly, his last statement was a handwritten note filled with filthy obscenities. At a meeting with reporters after the execution, Fish’s lawyer James Dempsey revealed that he was in possession of his client’s “final statement”. This amounted to several pages of hand-written notes that Fish apparently penned in the hours just prior to his death. When pressed by the assembled journalists to reveal the document’s contents, Dempsey refused, stating, “I will never show it to anyone. It was the most filthy string of obscenities that I have ever read.”

Albert Fish Mugshot in 1903.
Albert Fish mugshot taken in 1903 following he was arrested for theft.

Billy Gaffney

A child named Billy Gaffney was playing in the hallway outside of his family’s apartment in Brooklyn with his friend, Billy Beaton on February 11, 1927. Both of the boys disappeared, but the friend was found on the roof of the apartment house. When asked what happened to Gaffney, Beaton said “the boogey man took him.” Initially Peter Kudzinowski was a suspect in the murder of Billy Gaffney. Then, Joseph Meehan, a motorman on a Brooklyn trolley, saw a picture of Fish in the newspaper and identified him as the old man that he saw February 11, 1927, who was trying to quiet a little boy sitting with him on the trolley. The boy wasn’t wearing a jacket and was crying for his mother and was dragged by the man on and off the trolley. Police matched the description of the child to Billy Gaffney. Gaffney’s body was never recovered. Billy’s mother visited Fish in Sing Sing to try and get more details of her son’s death. Fish confessed the following:

I brought him to the Riker Avenue dumps. There is a house that stands alone, not far from where I took him. I took the boy there. Stripped him naked and tied his hands and feet and gagged him with a piece of dirty rag I picked out of the dump. Then I burned his clothes. Threw his shoes in the dump. Then I walked back and took the trolley to 59 Street at 2 a.m. and walked from there home. Next day about 2 p.m., I took tools, a good heavy cat-o-nine tails. Home made. Short handle. Cut one of my belts in half, slit these halves in six strips about 8 inches long. I whipped his bare behind till the blood ran from his legs. I cut off his ears, nose, slit his mouth from ear to ear. Gouged out his eyes. He was dead then. I stuck the knife in his belly and held my mouth to his body and drank his blood. I picked up four old potato sacks and gathered a pile of stones. Then I cut him up. I had a grip with me. I put his nose, ears and a few slices of his belly in the grip. Then I cut him through the middle of his body. Just below the belly button. Then through his legs about 2 inches below his behind. I put this in my grip with a lot of paper. I cut off the head, feet, arms, hands and the legs below the knee. This I put in sacks weighed with stones, tied the ends and threw them into the pools of slimy water you will see all along the road going to North Beach. I came home with my meat. I had the front of his body I liked best. His monkey and pee wees and a nice little fat behind to roast in the oven and eat. I made a stew out of his ears, nose, pieces of his face and belly. I put onions, carrots, turnips, celery, salt and pepper. It was good. Then I split the cheeks of his behind open, cut off his monkey and pee wees and washed them first. I put strips of bacon on each cheek of his behind and put them in the oven. Then I picked 4 onions and when the meat had roasted about 1/4 hour, I poured about a pint of water over it for gravy and put in the onions. At frequent intervals I basted his behind with a wooden spoon. So the meat would be nice and juicy. In about 2 hours, it was nice and brown, cooked through. I never ate any roast turkey that tasted half as good as his sweet fat little behind did. I ate every bit of the meat in about four days. His little monkey was a sweet as a nut, but his pee-wees I could not chew. Threw them in the toilet.

Previous Incarcerations

Fish remarried on February 6, 1930 in Waterloo, New York to “Mrs. Estella Wilcox” and divorced after only one week. Fish had been arrested in May 1930 for “sending an obscene letter to an African American woman who answered an advertisement for a maid.” He had been sent to the Bellevue psychiatric hospital in 1930 and 1931 for observation, following his arrests.

Albert Fish arraigned by Magistrate Stern in Manhattan Homicide Court 1934.

Trial and Execution

Entrance of Fish in White Plain’s Courthouse

The trial of Albert Fish for the premeditated murder of Grace Budd began on Monday, March 11, 1935, in White Plains, New York with Frederick P. Close as judge, and Chief Assistant District Attorney, Elbert F. Gallagher, as the prosecuting attorney. James Dempsey was Fish’s defense attorney. The trial lasted for ten days. Fish pleaded insanity, and claimed to have heard voices from God telling him to kill children. Several psychiatrists testified about Fish’s sexual fetishes, including coprophilia, urophilia, pedophilia and masochism, but there was disagreement as to whether these activities meant he was insane. The defense’s chief expert witness was Fredric Wertham, a psychiatrist with a focus on child development who conducted psychiatric examinations for the New York criminal courts; Wertham stated that Fish was insane. Another defense witness was Mary Nicholas, Fish’s 17-year-old stepdaughter. She described how Fish taught her and her brothers and sisters a “game” involving overtones of masochism and child molestation. The jury found him to be sane and guilty, and the judge ordered the death sentence. fish000a

After being sentenced Fish confessed to the murder of eight-year-old Francis X. McDonnell, killed on Staten Island. Francis was playing on the front porch of his home near Port Richmond, Staten Island in July 15, 1924. Francis’s mother saw an “old man” walk by clenching and unclenching his fists. He walked past without saying anything. Later in the day, the old man was seen again, but this time he was watching Francis and his friends play. Francis’ body was found in the woods near where a neighbor had seen Francis and the “old man” going earlier that afternoon. He had been assaulted and strangled with his suspenders.

Fish arrived in March of 1935, and was executed on January 16, 1936, in the electric chair at Sing Sing. He entered the chamber at 11:06 p.m. and was pronounced dead three minutes later becoming the oldest person ever to be electrocuted in Sing Sing at age 65. He was buried in the Sing Sing Prison Cemetery. He was recorded to have said that electrocution would be “the supreme thrill of my life”. Just before the switch was flipped, he stated “I don’t even know why I am here.” Legend has it, that his execution took longer, due to the numerous needles inserted into his privates which disrupted the flow of electricity.

Albert Fish about to get what he described himself as “the supreme thrill of my life

The Cramps


On June 13, 1978, Garage punk band The Cramps gave a free concert at the California State Mental Hospital in Napa. It is, simply put, one of the single greatest rock and roll experiments ever captured on videotape (in this case, on a half-inch open reel Sony Portapak by Joe Rees and his Target Video outfit). Also on the bill were The Mutants from San Francisco. One hundred years from now  I hope this video will be not considered so outraging and that people who have mental health problems will no longer be ostracized from the rest of society. This was done with utmost respect to the patients, hope you watch it with that respectful point of view too.

Artists Iain Forsyth and Jane Pollard meticulously recreated this event (and the video itself) as an elaborate art project at the ICA in London in 2003. Forsyth and Pollard’s “Cramps” also performed in front of an audience comprised of psychiatric patients in their “File Under Sacred Music” re-staging of the infamous 1978 gig.


                        The Cramps are (were) Lux Interior (RIP) and Poison Ivy.

output_sa6loi_by_seizuredemon-d7pkco2 (1)



Tokyo Lucky Hole


Notorious in his native Japan for his challenging, emotionally raw images and explicit depictions of sexuality and mortality, Nobuyoshi Araki has courted controversy for the last five decades.


Simultaneously erotic and historical, Araki reflects Japan’s unique combination of strict tradition and constant innovation. His fascination with Tokyo is manifest in his work, delving into the traditions, riotous nightlife and impish child’s play of this fluctuating metropolis, alongside intimate, impromptu and candid moments with the photographer, his compatriots and his egotistical ‘genius’ alter-ego. Araki’s lustrous portraits of friends and lovers employ highly stylised compositions, vibrant colours, and the plastic toys of our disposable society to reference the overt commercialism of Japanese society. Araki_15



Araki’s most notable contribution to the photography canon is his pioneering conception of ‘i-photography’, an autobiographical but fictive account of life and death through his images. In Sentimental Journey and later in Winter Journey Araki documented both the intimate and the mundane from his honeymoon and his wife’s terminal battle with cancer. By blurring the boundaries between life and art Araki’s work becomes uncomfortably candid, presenting death with a reverence as shocking and graphic as any of his more erotic material.






Nobuyoshi-Araki-anni-90 nobuyoshi-araki-12

ARAKI Nobuyoshi Untitled









Little Buddha Dharma Sangha /Ram Bahadur Bomjon

394Ram Bahadur Bamjan is a 23 years old boy from Nepal. He is famous for little Buddha among peoples and gained huge popularity after he acquired what the people believe is the capacity to disappears and appear anywhere. Since May 2005, he started meditating at his house village Ratanapuri then disappeared and appeared on 2 occasion for the ten and four month respectively.

The Boy With Divine Powers

Ram Bahadur Bomjon :The Boy With Divine Powers Extraordinary Documentary HD

Buddha Dharma Sangha Great Speech

Lynette “Squeaky” Fromme

One weird little elf.

01   Born in Santa Monica, California, Lynette Alice Fromme grew up in Westchester, California where her father William worked as an aeronautical engineer. Lyn was the first of 3 children, was a talented, well-liked child that toured throughout the United States and Canada in a song and dance troop called the Lariats. In Junior High School Lynette was active with many after school activities. She was a member of the Athenian Honor Societyas well as the Girls Athletic Club. In her drama class Lyn befriended a young Phil Hartman, who eventually gained fame on shows like Saturday Night Live, The Simpsons, & Newsradio. When her class gave out superlatives, Lynette was voted “Personality Plus”.  images (1)

As Lyn grew older, the relationship between her and her father grew apart. Neighbors remembered William Fromme as a tyrant-like figure, who seemed to punish Lyn for little or nothing at all. In High School, Lynette became more rebellious, using drugs and alcohol. She worked in a Canvas shop where coworkers would see Lyn burn herself with lit cigarettes, and shoot staples into her forearm with a staple gun. She briefly dated Bill Siddons, who went on to be the road manager of The Doors. However, Siddons’ mother felt that Lyn was disturbed, and talked Bill into steering clear of her. After High School, Lynette bounced around, living with different people. She eventually moved back home and enrolled at El Camino Junior College. It wasn’t long before Lyn and her father were fighting again.  lynette_squeaky_fromme

The two got into a fight over a definition of a word, and it was the last straw for Lynette; again, she hit the road. It was at this time, that Lyn met Charles Manson on Venice Beach. Impressed by Manson, she quickly decided to leave Los Angeles to travel with Charlie and Mary Brunner Lynette had a special spot in the family; according to Paul Watkins, no one but Charlie was allowed to sleep with Lyn. At Spahn’s Ranch, Fromme spent most of her time taking care of the 80 year-old blind owner, George Spahn. Lynette would make squeak-like noises when George ran his hands up her legs, so he dubbed her “Squeaky.” Lynette was arrested with the family in both the Spahn and Barker Ranch raids. During the Tate-La Bianca murder trial Lyn was frequently arrested. The charges ranged from contempt of court, loitering, trespassing on county property, to attempted murder, for a LSD lanced hamburger given to Barbara Hoyt in Hawaii.  images

After Manson was convicted, Squeaky moved to San Francisco to be closer to San Quentin. She maintained contact with defense attorney Paul Fitzgerald, and family members in and out of jail. However, prison officials were uncomfortable about her and wouldn’t permit her to see Charlie. When Lyn wasn’t petitioning to see Manson, she began writing a book about the family. In September of 1972, Lynette was arrested in connection with the murders of James and Reni Willet. Authorities soon found she wasn’t involved with the murders, however they were reluctant to let her go. Finally on January 2nd 1973, all charges against Lyn were dropped, and she was released the following day. On her release Lynette was immediately arrested by LAPD. She had been accused of robbing a 7-11 convenience store in October of 1972. At the trial Lyn’s accuser, a 17 year-old 7-11 employee, admitted that the robber didn’t have the “X” scar on her forehead. Once again the charges weren’t dropped until another woman was arrested and confessed to the crime. Freedom was bittersweet for Lyn, the Family was falling apart. Mary, Gypsy, Katie, Leslie, and Sadie all wanted nothing to do with Manson.

Later that year, Lynette moved to Sacramento with Sandra Good. The reason for the move was once again to be closer to Manson; Charlie had been moved from San Quentin to Folsom Prison. While walking in a park Fromme befriended a 64 year-old man named Harold “Manny” Boro. According to Boro’s daughter-in-law, the two were lovers. In Sacramento, Lyn and Sandy became more preoccupied with saving the environment. It was around this time that Charlie started to talk about the Order of the Rainbow, his own religion in which Lyn and Sandy would be nuns of. Each of the Manson girls was given a color; Lynette was dubbed “Red” and was given the duty of saving the Redwoods. Their Lifestyles would be very different compared to the Spahn’s Ranch days. The girls weren’t allowed to smoke, have sex, or watch “movies with violence that sets thoughts to death and confusion.” From their P Street apartment, Lyn and Sandy started the International People’s Court of Retribution; a fictitious terrorist group that would assassinate executives and CEO’s of companies that polluted the earth. The two sent out hundreds of threatening letters that claimed that there were thousands of members of the terrorist group just waiting to kill.

In this never-before-published police photo released September 3, 1976 by the Sacramento Bee, Lynette Fromme is shown in an interrogation room shortly after her capture, with an empty holster still strapped to her leg. On September 5, 1975, Fromme attempted to assassinate President Ford with a gun outside the California Capitol. She was later convicted and sent to federal prison. (AP Photo/Police Handout via Sacramento Bee)
In this never-before-published police photo released September 3, 1976 by the Sacramento Bee, Lynette Fromme is shown in an interrogation room shortly after her capture, with an empty holster still strapped to her leg. On September 5, 1975, Fromme attempted to assassinate President Ford with a gun outside the California Capitol.

While trying to get the local news to report the damage being done to the Redwoods from logging, Lyn was informed that the President of the United States was coming to town. On September 5, 1975, Lynette headed down to Capital Park with a loaded Colt .45 automatic pistol (borrowed from Manny Boro) strapped to her leg. When President Gerald Ford came walking down the path, Lynette pulled out her gun. Immediately Secret Service Agents wrestled Lyn to the ground, and the President escaped untouched. At her trial, Lynette followed Charlie’s example and chose to represent herself. However, her presence in the courtroom was short-lived. When Lyn lectured about the Redwoods and her other environmental concerns, Judge Thomas McBride instructed Lyn to stick to things relevant to her case. As Lyn continued to talk about whales and pollution, McBride had her removed from the courtroom. Squeaky was returned to her jail cell, where she spent most of the trial, watching from closed circuit television. Later on in the case, and nearly costing a mistrial, it was discovered that U.S. Attorney Dwayne Keyes had failed to turn over some exculpatory evidence. In late November of 1975, a jury convicted Lynette of Attempted Assassination of the President of the United States of America. Upon sentencing, an angry Lynette threw an apple at Dwayne Keyes’ head, after which Squeaky was sentenced to Life. Squeaky was sent away to the Alderson Federal Corrections Institute in West Virginia. She was eventually reconnected with fellow family member Sandy Good, after she was transferred to a new prison in Pleasanton, California, where Good was serving time for sending threatening letters.


In March of 1979, Lynette attacked a Croatian Nationalist named Julienne Busic, imprisoned from her connection in a 1976 airline hijacking. Squeaky hit Busic in the head with the claw end of a hammer, got 15 months added to her sentence, and was sent back to Alderson. On December 23, 1987, Lyn got word that Charlie was dying of cancer, and escaped from Alderson. She was picked up 2 days later having traveled only a few miles. Squeaky then bounced around the prison system: from Lexington, Kentucky, to Marianna, Florida, and finally to the Federal Medical Center Carswell, near Fort Worth, Texas where she remained until her release on August 16, 2009.

Drama documentary featuring input from Linda Kasabian, Catherine Share & Vincent Bugliosi. It covers the murders of Gary Hinmen and the Tate-LaBianca slayings. I do not hold the copyright to this documentary. It is to my personal taste the best made documentary about it. Blunt, true, visceral. Until then, Kasabian was still in hiding and still afraid because she was receiving threats by supporters of the Manson family. The very thing you can be resented more than to be a child killer (if possible!) is being a snitch in the underworld where she resentfully takes us.


The Ultimate Shocking Manga Style! Adults Only!


Le Lézard Noir is a French Editor founded in 2004 by Stéphane Duval whos editorial line is mostly inspired by something between black romantic and Japanese decadence. If you are curious and want to delve into those rare dark  depraved masterpieces of Japanese graphic novels with a rare, almost copy-logounbearable intensity, Le Lézard Noir Logo would be for sure the perfect place to look…  One of the main author of what is called the Ero-Guro (erotic-grotesque) style is without the shadow of a doubt Suehiro Maruo, whos books are very troublesome and definitely ”XXX Rated”. One can simply say that this is pure and simple free provocation but it would be a mistake, if you take the time to dig into his art (because this can definitely could and should be called ”Art”) you will discover something that has been laying in our subconscious and says a lot not only about the atrocities the Japanese have witnessed and how heavy was the loss of their (extremely precious) pride when they were defeated by not one but 2 atomic bombs by the US but for sure a little something that lies within each of us too. Now I know these pages are hard to swallow and I totally recommend to keep these books out of the reach of your kids or any one for the matter. They are the kind of books that you keep under a lock after you have read them, exactly as if you had some Gestapo paraphernalia or a snuff movie…Well maybe not quite but almost… So I want to thank Mr Duval who has dared to present us those authors and if you’re into wicked japanese stuff… Like I said, look for the logo… So without further more useless words to describe the images, here are some drawings from various books and some animes made by Le Lézard Noir to present the graphic novels as they were released back then as well as some other ero-grotesque goodies (just click on the little logo for Lézard Noir homepage).


Eros X SF by Shotaro Ishinomori

The New National Kid
Cover of ”The New National Kid” by Suehiro Maruo

Some clips made to present some of Suehiro Maruo‘s best works:

maruo1Les Femmes du Zodiaque – Miyako Maki

This last one couldn’t be listed as Ero-Guro but it is still very good. Same goes for the following one classified as ”seinen” (manga marketed to men in their late teens, 20’s or 30’s) which is most definitely a classic in his style so I thought that those of you who would be less ”hard core” would be able to appreciate more the one above by Miyako Maki and/or the classic ”seinen” below:

Clip with drawings from Shintaro Kago 

This is far from being complete but I hope if you are curious about this and want to know more, you now know some names and words to google to start your research!! Have fun and tell me what you found!!


Wild Cards – Nummer II

International Diplomacy, The Interview, Propaganda, Kim Jong-un, Vice and Group Love!


Ok let’s start with the root of all evil!! Here are some good moments from the new Seth Rogen (very funny) comedy ”The Interview”…

Of course this didn’t bode very well with the young North Korea leader Kim Jung-un and it wasn’t long before North Korea calls new Seth Rogen film an ”act of war”

Now of course Obama came to the rescue!!


Now let’s see what North Korea thinks of what’s happening over here in North America and more precisely their sworn ennemies which would be of course The United States of America. Now if you listen to this film made in North Korea you have to admit that they most definitely score some points here… Just listen to it with an open mind ok?

OK now just for your pleasure you have to check this documentary done by the guys from Vice, it is utterly interesting!!! Tragically funny?

Feels like all the threats already existing weren’t enough an already Kim Jung-un is jealous of all the attention Ben Ladden and the likes have gotten but for sure North Korea is nothing like a little ant that can easily be crushed. They do have nuclear weapons and cutting edge military equipment… Definitely a Wild Card in the international diplomacy….

téléchargement (1)

10,000 Copies of ‘The Interview’ Will Be Ballooned Into North Korea

The Thin White Duke

The Side Effects of the Cocaïne



1 2 3 4 5 6 7

8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16

If that flyer of ”Sound” in Berlin, here labelled as ”the most modern discothèque in Europe” means something to you, try clicking on it…

The Sound

Creepy Nightclubs

Weird but Awesome

Those that are drawn to the more creepy side of life will be thrilled to find out that 1920s Paris was obsessed with all things macabre. And that goes for nightclubs, too. During the 20th century, a number of different cabarets opened across the city, complete with gargoyle ceilings, bone chandeliers and nightly shows that were just as creepy as they were strange.

Le Cabaret du Ciel de de L’Enfer on Boulevard de Clichy 


Boulevard Clichy



Les Cabaret du Ciel et l'Enfer





 Cabaret du Neant

Cabaret du Néant 1

Cabaret du Néant 2

Cabaret du Néant 3

Cabaret du Néant 4

Le Cabaret du Néant

L’Araignée-Cabaret des Truands

Cabaret des Truands 3 Cabaret des Truands 4

Cabaret des Truands

L'Araignée-Cabaret des Truands

 H.R. Geiger


On a more modern ote I thought you might be interested to see 2 bars that were designer by HR Geiger who recently died. The first one he tried to open was in Tokyo but because of restritions that are very strict in Japan due to frequent earthquakes and the likes, the project was (very unfortunatelty) abandonned by Geiger but some of associates persevered and managed to open it. Still it will never be nothing like he wanted it to be in Japan but nonetheless it is quite striking. Here is the official link to this bar that is now officially closed.  Just click on the main entrance picture below.

H.R. Giger’s art is among the most recognizable in existence—it’s very easy to identify something he made, and the unbelievable bar attached to the museum dedicated to his work in Gruyères, Switzerland, is no exception. Amazingly, it’s not the only one in existence—at various times four locations have been able to boast a Giger Bar, two in Switzerland (the other one is in Giger’s birthplace, the town of Chur), one in New York City, and one in Tokyo. But the ones in Switzerland are the only ones that are open today.

The New York branch was located in Peter Gatien’s legendary Limelight nightclub in the Chelsea neighborhood, but once it closed in the 1990s, the Giger Bar closed with it.


















The President and the “Killer Rabbit”

How Jimmy Carter’s Face-Off with The Rabbit Changed the Presidency

By Jim O’Grady

Of all the crises that President Carter faced in 1979 — gas shortages, hostage-taking, runaway inflation — his bizarre encounter with a crazed swimming rabbit on a Georgia lake was as damaging as any to his image. The incident crystallized an emerging sense that Carter was a man in over his head.

The view was disputable. Carter had gotten off to a strong start as president, especially with his Nobel Prize-winning achievement of forging the Camp David peace accords between Israel and Egypt. But by the time the “killer rabbit” story broke on a sluggish news day in August 1979, many of Carter’s efforts to project himself as a forceful leader had fizzled or backfired.

Chief among those was his “Crisis of Confidence” speech, given on prime time TV in July. The public initially liked Carter’s call to action — “With God’s help and for the sake of our nation, it is time for us to join hands in America” — and gave him an 11 percent bump in the polls. But that was before Ronald Reagan and other rivals relabeled it the “malaise speech” and used it to portray Carter as a pessimist and a wimp.


Please do click on the pic and hit the play button for a very interesting account of the whole thing.

Then came the backwoods mammal that approached Carter as he fished on a pond, hissing as it bore down on his boat. Carter, who’d grown up in the country, calmly used his paddle to splash water at the critter and scare it away. But a photo of the encounter that the White House unwisely released to the press made the president look somewhat comical and small. How was a guy who let a rabbit get the drop on him supposed to guard the U.S. from attack by the Soviet Union?


Pop culture erupted with mocking commentaries, cartoons and novelty songs. The best of that bunch was a song by Tom Paxton called, “I Don’t Want A Bunny Wunny.”



Click on the image and then the play button   to hear about the Reagan campaign’s vow to learn from the “bonzai bunny” about not losing control of the presidential narrative over trivial issues. That led to the creation of the image-management machine that endures in The White House to this day. The story includes interviews with Brooks Jackson, the AP reporter who broke the story, and presidential historian

Jody Powell, Carter’s press secretary, described the affair in his 1986 book ”The Other Side of the Story

 April 20th, 1979

On a fishing trip in Plains, Georgia, President Carter had an encounter with a “swamp rabbit”. This seemingly trivial event was seized upon by the press and became a sort of Rorschach test of the Carter presidency: reporters and commentators saw in this story whatever they wanted to see in Carter’s administration.  Jody Powell, Carter’s press secretary, described the affair in his 1986 book The Other Side of the Story:

It began late one afternoon in the spring of 1979. The President was sitting with a few of us on the Truman Balcony. He had recently returned from a visit to Plains, and we were talking about home folks and how the quail were nesting and similar matters of international import.Suddenly, for no apparent reason — he was drinking lemonade, as I recall — the President volunteered the information that while fishing in a pond on his farm he had sighted a large animal swimming toward him. Upon closer inspection, the animal turned out to be a rabbit. Not one of your cutesy, Easter Bunny-type rabbits, but one of those big splay-footed things that we called swamp rabbits when I was growing up.

The animal was clearly in distress, or perhaps berserk. The President confessed to having had limited experience with enraged rabbits. He was unable to reach a definite conclusion about its state of mind. What was obvious, however, was that this large, wet animal, making strange hissing noises and gnashing its teeth, was intent upon climbing into the Presidential boat.

The President then evidently shooed the critter away from his boat with a paddle. The scene was captured on film by a White House photographer.


The incident might have died of natural causes but for the fact that Powell himself later passed the story along to the press:

Several months later I was chatting with Brooks Jackson, one of the White House correspondents for the Associated Press, over a cup of tea, as I remember. For reasons that I still do not fully understand, I told him about the President and the rabbit. I was the one who leaked the killer rabbit story.Although an experienced reporter, Brooks also failed to appreciate the significance of what he had heard. He did not rush to file an “urgent” story. In fact, he continued the conversation for some period of time and several more cups of tea. Not until the next day did he get around to sending this gripping account out over the wires to a waiting public. And even then it was a pleasant, lighthearted piece. Although he may not admit it now, I had the definite impression at the time that Brooks thought it was nothing more than a mildly amusing incident, too.


We were soon corrected. The Washington Post, exercising the news judgement that we in the White House had come to appreciate so keenly, headed the piece President Attacked by Rabbit and ran it on the front page. The more cautious New York Times boxed it on page A-12. That night, all three networks found time to report the amazing incident. But that was just the beginning.

It was a nightmare. The story ran for more than a week. The President was repeatedly asked to explain his behavior at town hall meetings, press conferences, and meetings with editors.

There was talk of a suit under the Freedom of Information Act to force release of the picture showing the President, paddle and rabbit in close proximity.

Shortly after the Reagan administration took office, they stumbled upon a copy of the picture — apparently while searching for a foreign policy — and reopened the old wounds by releasing it to the press.

Well – this is where I enter the story. I was 25 at the time the story broke, and I remember the furor over the incident. However, I can’t recall ever having seen the aforementioned picture. Web searches turned up plenty of references to the story, but no images; the story unfortunately broke before Al Gore invented the Internet.

I contacted the friendly folks at the Jimmy Carter Library about the picture, not really expecting much help:

Greetings, Jimmy Carter Library folks. Is the infamous picture of President Carter being attacked by a rabbit while fishing available from the Library? I suspect this is a common question, and I also suspect that the standard answer is “No, and we wouldn’t tell you if it were anyway.” :-) Still – I figured it was worth a try.

To my amazement, I received this response:

Thank you for your photo inquiry of November 7, 2003. The ‘killer rabbit’ photo is available at the Library. An 8×10 color print costs $25.50: a b&w print costs $20.50. We require prepayment and will accept a credit card or a check made out to the National Archives Trust Fund.Please contact us if we can be of further assistance.

After a few more exchanges, I wound up ordering a 300 dpi TIFF on CD.     personally I think Jimmy Carter was one of my favorite US president and I really think there was a conspiracy here to make him look stupid. The reason I think this is why in the hell would a photograph would be there at this precise moment when this happened??? As for why they did this is pretty clear to me.  The Us like wars because they are the number one manufacturer and dealers in weapons of all sorts. We all know that but there is a war  that has a huge budget too and is at the base of a whole economy in itself and it’s the war against drugs. Jimmy Carter wanted to stop this non-sense that is still going on nowadays. Carter had handled very important crisis and did very well on all accounts but some people make a lot of money with drugs and they are not those black thugs… I really think we would be very surprised to see who really is at the top of this market…. We even have evidence!!   The involvement of the United States Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) in cocaine trafficking in Central America during the Reagan Administration as part of the Contra war in Nicaragua (where btw I lived for 2 years and I can guarantee you that USA citizens are not loved AT ALL in Nicaragua) has been the subject of several official and journalistic investigations since the mid 1980s. In 1986, the Reagan Administration acknowledged that funds from cocaine smuggling helped fund the Contra rebels, but stated that it was not authorized by the US government or resistance leaders. The Kerry Committee found that Contra drug links included payments to known drug traffickers by the U.S. State Department to carry out humanitarian assistance to the Contras. A CIA internal investigation found that agents had worked with drug traffickers to support the Contra program, but found no evidence of any conspiracy by CIA or its employees to bring drugs into the United States. So… It is pretty clear to me that if Jimmy Carter was showing any signs of  ”softening” the drug policies, he was touching a very sensitive spot here…. But that’s only my opinion…. I would really, really like to have some feedback on this one..Now I know some people are going to say I’m stupid and paranoid or whatever, it’s ok as long as you are being respectful and can back up your opinion with some facts… I think if Jimmy Carter wouldn’t have met this damn rabbit, maybe, just maybe, some things would be very different now….I’m grateful to the folks at the Carter Library for their cheerful cooperation. They have advised me that the picture is in the public domain, but they would like any usage to note that the picture is courtesy of the Jimmy Carter Library.


 By Tobe Damit
By  Tobe Damit

Sharon Tate


Sharon Tate esquire mao

1967– Sharon Tate for a spread in Esquire Magazine, 1967, in a t-shirt printed with the Vietnam Star. –Photo by William Helburn

May 30, 2013

So this is what the internets are recently abuzz about– The Mad Men costume designer channeling the essence of Sharon Tate, circa Esquire Magazine 1969, by placing the same Vietnam Star T-shirt on Megan Draper. Which, mind you– was probably not for sale at your local Hot Topic, head shop, or back then, so kinda random and creepy. It’s a pretty good ploy to generate some buzz– made me look twice, and I haven’t watched the show in a few years now. Probably exactly what they were going for. I will say, for the record, that the original photography by William Helburn is amazing– downright titillating, even.

But if you find this kind of stuff remotely interesting, the real tingler is how Steve McQueen himself almost ended up a part of the Manson massacre, and could have shared in Sharon Tate and the other’s gruesome fate…


sharon tate pear

Sharon Tate for Esquire magazine, 1967 –Photo by William Helburn

Saron tate esquire gun mao

Sharon Tate for Esquire magazine, 1967 –Photo by William Helburn


Sharon Tate esquire magazine mao 1967

1967– Sharon Tate for a spread in Esquire Magazine, 1967, in a t-shirt printed with the Vietnam Star. –Photo by William Helburn


From The Daily Mail, the alleged accounts of McQueen’s infidelities and loathsome ways that put him on the road to creeps-ville, and in the path of Manson’s murderous crew–

”For years, as his [a young Steve McQueen’s] career failed to ignite, he leeched off a successful dancer called Neile Adams — spending her earnings on new cars, drugs and other women.

Eventually marrying her in 1956, he landed a small role soon afterwards in the film of Harold Robbins’s trashy novel, Never Love A Stranger. Within days, he’d embarked on an intensely sexual affair with the film’s leading lady actress Lita Milan — and then proudly told his wife about it. According to Neile: ‘Lita would be the first in a long line of flings that would plague me throughout our married life. OK, I thought, I can handle it — I have to — as long as he doesn’t flaunt it.”

But, as McQueen’s career gathered pace, he never stopped flaunting his affairs — with co-stars including Jacqueline Bisset and Lee Remick, not to mention a host of starlets and fans. Perhaps as a test of his wife’s devotion, he made indiscreet phone calls within her hearing and left lipstick smudges on his shirts (and trousers) and love notes in his pockets.

By 1960, Neile had given up work and given birth to a son and daughter. Still struggling to be the kind of wife he wanted, she’d boil up the high-grade peyote he bought from Navajo Indians, and then disappear while McQueen got stoned with his friends.

He also started going for all-night benders at the Whisky a Go Go club on the Sunset Strip in West Hollywood, where he met one of his chief partners in crime: a womanising hairdresser called Jay Sebring. The two men, fuelled by alcohol and cocaine, shared the sexual favours of a Bambi-eyed starlet called Sharon Tate, often in the same bed at the same time. And their friendship continued even after she married the director Roman Polanski.

sharon tate esquire magazine mao

Sharon Tate for Esquire magazine, 1967 –Photo by William Helburn

On the afternoon of August 7, 1969, Sebring went to McQueen’s house to give him a trim and suggested they attend a party that evening at Sharon’s house. McQueen said he’d be there. Before setting out, however, he was called by a young and beautiful blonde he was seeing at the time. Come along to the party, he said — but she told him she had a better idea for just the two of them.

Thus, by a whisker, Steve McQueen avoided being massacred by the Manson ‘family’, the hippie followers of the manipulative psychopath Charles Manson, who butchered Tate and three guests — including Sebring, who was shot and stabbed. Ironically, McQueen’s adultery had saved his life.

Two months later, when the killers were arrested, police discovered McQueen’s name on a hit-list of people whom Manson had decided to kill. It turned out that someone at McQueen’s production company had once rejected a screenplay by Manson. From then on, the actor carried a loaded Magnum at all times.


Letter written to McQueen’s attorney, Edward “Eddie” Rubin on Le Mans / Solar Productions letterhead, by Steve McQueen, documenting his concerns about Charles Manson and his murdering crew of misfits. He, as well as, Elizabeth Taylor, Frank Sinatra, and Tom Jones (good company…) were believed, through an investigation of the murders, to be targeted for assassination by Charles Manson’s crew.


Original article published in


Emotional Response



Sas Christian was born in London in 1968, the eldest of four. She was a shy introverted child lacking in self confidence with a passion for drawing.

Sas worked in a department store, at a commercial art studio and a PIP printing (where she quit on her first day, before lunch)! It was around this time that she first saw an issue of Juxtapoz with a cover by Mark Ryden – and was struck. The urge to paint was growing, but she lacked the knowledge and confidence to do anything about it. It seemed so complicated. Her very early attempts were very graphic, comic book style. Hard colors. ”

”Jam Sandwich” was the first layered painting she produced, and is the only one of her pieces that she will keep.

National Health
National Health

Her original inspirations relied heavily on anime, Tamara De Lempicka and Mark Ryden. She loved the creative expression of the Harajuku kids in Tokyo. They filled her with such hope and excitement. Originally the intention of her paintings was just about creating a strong image, purely visual. She wanted to impart a modern tongue-in-cheek humor, incorporating her experiences. Contemporary, ballsy, flirty, weepy girls; punk, catholic, no-nonsense, damaged but not broken girls. Funny, intelligent, unusual, independent, odd ball, outsiders. Lovely.

The next logical step for her was to move into oils. With no formal fine art training whatsoever, and no knowledge of art history and even less of art technique it seemed like the most complicated thing in the world — fat over lean? What the hell did that mean? So, in 2003 she bought a book off the Internet “How to Paint with Oils.” she decided to give it a go, and has never looked back. Oils have a whole new set of rules.

Angel of Vengeance
Angel of Vengeance

As time goes on she finds herself relying less on the narrative and more on the emotive. She hopes that her work can connect with people on different levels. She is trying to harness a single moment in time, an emotional response, seemingly insignificant gesture that can mean so much.

Takes a Lickin'
Takes a Lickin’
Sun Stroke
Sun Stroke



Looking InLooking In

Karma Killer
Karma Killer
Good Morning Sunshine
Good Morning Sunshine
Fast Forward
Fast Forward
Easter Bonnet
Easter Bonnet
Cold Front
Cold Front


”If you have a creative impulse, whether it be art, music, writing, theater, cooking, whatever — express it. Don’t let you own hang-ups, caution, fear of failure or ridicule stop you…?”

A Shaded View on Fashion

Now I Wanna Be Your Dog

Check out this subversive fashion video for House Casting in New York City. It is based on the Iggy Pop song ‘I Wanna Be Your Dog’ and was played at the Center George Pompidou in Paris in September 09, as part of the ‘A Shaded View On Fashion’, during the larger fashion week.. Directed by Leg’s Georgie Greville. 

Exploited Teen Models from Russia

It kinda works like either a pimp or a cult…Your pick… At first glance it seem’s all good but after awhile you are like hmmmm…There is definitely something wrong … BTW The Girl on top in the video is now the trainer in the documentary film for those who haven’t noticed…and she speaks quite frankly and honestly. That documentary called Girl Model by Ahsley Sabin and David Redmond has a very complicated backstory. Click HERE to read more.  


Your Pretty Face Is Going to Hell


An extract from YOUR PRETTY FACE IS GOING TO HELL by Dave Thompson:

 Aylesbury Friars would be Bowie‘s final show for a month, before he headed into the studios first and then Mott the Hoople. It was also designed to be Bowie’s introduction to an American press that MainMan had flown in for the occasion, writers and taste makers who had read so much about the new British superstar in the imported papers, but where still waiting  to be convinced themselves.

téléchargementThe Spiders’ U.S. tour was now scheduled for September 1972, and if all went according to MainMan’s plan, reviews and reports from the Aylesbury show would see the excitement reaching fever pitch right around the time of the first concert. 

    On Saturday July 15th, wined and dined at the height of luxury, lodged in the finest hotels, and shepherded every place they needed to go, the American journalists felt like royalty as they were driven into the leafy confines of Aylesbury ushered into the Friars club-and confronted with an audience that was even more rabid than the British press reports  had ever warned them. Boisterous though they most have been, and determined to remain aloof, that first rush ofadrenalined shrieking caught them off guard, sending their ears reeling before they’d even found a place to stand. Then their eyes took over, bombarding their senses with the sight of a thousand wide-eyed Bowie clones, Angela doubles,Ronson doppelgangers. 

Ziggy Ronson

     ”Ode to Joy” piped throught the PA, Loud enough to shake coherent thought from their heads, but not deafening as to be painful, and then the band appeared, ripping straight into ”Hang Onto Yourself”, and all reservations fell away. The show was stunning, the performances seamless, and when Bowie started throwing his silk scarves into the crowd, the writers were as desparate to catch them as the kids.

     The Lou Reed show the previous evening had been a revelation. Taking the stage shortly after midnight and kicking right into a deliciously clunky ”White Night White Heat”, Reed was at his best, a spectral ring-leader, not quite ad-libbing his lyrics but certainly having a wonderful time teasing the Tots with his timing, and if he was the only person in the room who didn’t cringe a little when the band unleashed their backing vocals, that didn’t detract from the sheer thrill of seeing him up there.

  ”Waiting for my man”, layered with flourishes that the song had never before carried; a resonant ”Ride into the Sun”; a fragile ”New Age”, Reed singing instead of mumbling as expected,; on and on through the best of Lou Reed and the finest of the Velvet Underground, Reed may have been leading the crowd into unchartered territory for much of the set, but the roar that greeted ”Sweet Jane” was as heartfelt as the smile with which Reed repaid the recognition.”I Can’t Stand It” was punchy, ”Going Down” was gentle,”Wild Child” was brittle, ”Berlin” was beautiful, and if ”Rock’n’Roll” picked up more appplause than the eerie, closing ”Heroin”, that just proved how much easier it was to find Loaded in a British record store than any of the records that preceded it.

The Stooges would really need to be on form to top that.  Again the show started after midnight, allowing the handful of Bowie fans who’d also hit Aylesbury to race back in time for the Stooge’s, together with all the journalists who accepted MainMan’s offer of a bus back into London. A few of them might have thought they knew what to expect, nursing memories of the shows the band had played back in New-York a couple of years before. But they left their expectations on the dance floor. Mick Jones, four years away from forming the Clash at the birth of the British punk movmement, was there, astonished by the incandescence of the show. ”The full-on quality of the Stooges was great, like flamethrowers!”

       Iggy lived up to his outrageous reputation, dressing in silver leather trousers, with matching silver hair, black lipstick and made-up eyes. After lurching and prowling over every inch of the stage in the first two numbers, he decided to wander into audience, followed where possible by spotlight. He stopped occasionally to stare deep into people’s eyes, talking about wanting to find something “interesting” and calling the crowd hippies that didn’t inspire him.Pop was everywhere trailing a mix cord the length of the building as he wandered out into the audience, alternately grabbing and caressing whoever lay in his path. One girl discovered him sitting in her lap, staring into her eyes as he serenaded her; one boy found himself being shaken like a rat as Pop grabbed hold of his head and used it to cath the rythm of the song. At some point, there was a problem with the sound. Pop stood still for a moment, stock-still and scowling, then howled with rage  and hurled his mic to the ground. It shattered on impact., so he walked to another one, and treated the silent crowd to ”The Shadow of your smile” a suave accapella that kept everyone entranced while the problems were solved. Then it was back to the programmed set, loud, lewd and brutal.   The concert was attended by a group of noisy skinhead types, who voiced their impatience during one of several breaks due to technical problems, which caused Iggy to respond, “What did you say, you piece of shit,” as he advanced threateningly across the stage. The cat-caller’s memory suddenly failed him as he melted back into the crowd.  After the microphone was fixed, the Stooges commenced another song but halfway through one of the amplifiers broke down, causing a long delay. Later in the show, the leader of the skinhead gang went down to the front of the stage to shout obscenities. This time, Iggy went berserk, leaping across the stage to aim a boot in the guy’s face. Roadies pounced on the guy and bundled him out of a side exit; the rest of the mob shut up completely. 

     ”We did a bunch of things that were new and we started wearing lots of makeup for one thing.and that was different, Williamson recalled. II think we had rehearsed pretty much by that point. It didn’t seem unique to me. We did a lot of stuff with the crowd at that show, which was bizarre for the Londoner, but it was typical for us. That’s what we were used to doing.”

They took Pop’s activities in stride, It was part of the show, but we had to really cover a lot for him because he was very improvisational, as was the whole band. We knew, but if you weren’t used to it, you didn’t know when he was going to start a song or when it was going to stop or what to do in the middle because it wasnt exactly youd recorded it. He was very unpredictableIggyPopRawPowerCover1972(c)MickRock

    In attendance at the King’s Cross Cinema were several aspiring musicians, who would go on to become highly influential in the British punk rock movement which exploded a few years later, including Joe Strummer (the Clash), Johnny Rotten (the Sex Pistols), Brian James (the Damned), and Siouxsie Sioux (Siouxsie and the Banshees). The concert has been called the birth of British punk rock. “That show changed the history of English music, because of who was there,” notes Iggy. “People checked us out and realised we had changed the playing field for what was possible.” 

   The Stooges drew predominantly positive reviews, although it was obvious that they made the British critics somewhat uneasy. “The total effect was more frightening than all the Alice Coopers and Clockwork Oranges put together, simply because these guys weren’t joking,” said Nick Kent in New Musical Express. Michael Oldfield of Melody Maker felt Iggy and the band were on the verge of the dangerous, “It’s like a flashback 200 years, to the times when the rich paid to go into insane asylums and see madmen go into convulsions.”

      Photographer  Mick Rock admitted that he felt “distinctly intimidated” as he photographed the show.He never did precisely know what he was preserving.  When MainMan called him down to the show, he was told only that the night needed to be captured in all its flaming Glory. It would be another year before one of the shots he took  that evening was blown up for the cover of the Stooges’ third album, a close up of the singers torso, leaning on his mic stand, his face set and beautiful, staring into space. Pop later claimed that he hated it.

     Pop, Rock said, ”was already in my mind more mythological than human. His appeal was omnisexual;  he was physically very beautiful, (and) the silver hair and silver trousers only added to the sense of the mythological. He seemed to have emerged from some bizarre primal hinterland, so much bigger than life, emoting and projecting a tingling menace. He was…a cultural revolutionary, operating well ahead of his time.” The question that nobody dared ask was, was anybody truly ready to take the burden on? …..





 Set Lists:

Lou Reed


14-07-72 (technically this was really 15-07 because Lou did not play till after midnight)
White Light/White Heat – I’m Waiting For The Man – Ride Into The Sun – New Age – Walk And Talk It – Sweet Jane – Going Down – I Can’t Stand It – Berlin – Cool It Down – Wild Child – Rock And Roll – Heroin


 David Bowie 15-07  

Dubbed The most celebrated gig in Friars history  


Friars Aylesbury, Borough Assembly Hall, Market Square, Aylesbury, UK

 Iggy Pop and The Stooges:

15-07 (technically this was really 16-07 because they did not play till after midnight)
SCALA CINEMA or King Sound (I guess was the name of King’s Cross Cinema, at least temporarily), KING’S CROSS, LONDON, UK
I got a right, Scene of the Crime, Gimme Some Skin, Im Sick of you, The Shadow of your Smile (Tony Benett cover) , Money That What I Want (Barret Strong Cover), Tight Pants,Fresh Rag, Your Pretty Face is Going to Hell, Search and Destroy, Penetration 


William S. Burroughs and Kurt Cobain: A Dossier

Bull Shot-Gun Paintings

bul gun

There is no exact process. If you want to do shotgun art, you take a piece of plywood, put a can of spracy paint in front of it, and shoot it with a shotgun or high powered rifle. The paint’s under high pressure so it explodes! Throws the can 300 feed. The paint sprays in exploding color across your surface. You can have as many colors as you want. Turn it around, do it sideways, and have one color coming in from this side and this side. Of course, they hit. Mix in all kinds of unpredictable patterns. This is related to Pollack’s drip canvases, although this is a rather more basically random process, there’s no possibility of predicting what patterns you’re going to get.

 I’ve had some I’ve worked over for months. Get the original after the explosions and work it over with brushes and spray paints and silhouettes until I’m satisfied. So, there isn’t any set procedure. Sometimes you get it right there and you don’t touch it. The most important thing in painting is to know when to stop, when everything is finished. Doesn’t mean anything in writing.


 During his later years in Kansas, Burroughs also developed a painting technique whereby he created abstract compositions by placing spray paint cans in front of, and some distance from, blank canvasses, and then shooting at the paint cans with a shot gun. These splattered canvasses were shown in at least one

New York City gallery in the early 1990s.wsb63COVER1[1]

In an interview with Gregory Ego, entitled “William Burroughs & the Flicker Machine,” as published in David Kerekes’ 2003 “Headpress (the journal of sex religion death),” William explains how he made ths shotgun art painting, and others.

Here’s is an excerpt from the interview:

EGO: Are you still doing your “shotgun art?”

BURROUGHS: Oh, all kinds. Brushwork. Shotgun. Paint. Knife.

EGO: What exact process do you use for your visual art?

BURROUGHS: There is no exact process. If you want to do shotgun art, you take a piece of plywood, put a can of spracy paint in front of it, and shoot it with a shotgun or high powered rifle. The paint’s under high pressure so it explodes! Throws the can 300 feed. The paint sprays in exploding color across your surface. You can have as many colors as you want. Turn it around, do it sideways, and have one color coming in from this side and this side. Of course, they hit. Mix in all kinds of unpredictable patterns. This is related to Pollack’s drip canvases, although this is a rather more basically random process, there’s no possibility of predicting what patterns you’re going to get.
I’ve had some I’ve worked over for months. Get the original after the explosions and work it over with brushes and spray paints and silhouettes until I’m satisfied. So, there isn’t any set procedure. Sometimes you get it right there and you don’t touch it. The most important thing in painting is to know when to stop, when everything is finished. Doesn’t mean anything in writing.

EGO: It does rely to a high degree on chance — the shotgun art?

BURROUGHS: It introduces a random factor, certainly.

Burroughs Art Works - Courtesy of William S Burroughs Estate, which will be pat of the Animals in the Wall exhibition

EGO: Just like the cut-up method.

BURROUGHS: Yes. But you don’t have to use it all, you can use that as background. There’re a lot of other randomizing procedures like “marbling.” Take water and spray your paint on top of the water and then put your paper or whatever in the water and pull it out and it sticks in all sorts of random patterns. And then there’s the old inkblot. [Ruffles imaginary paper] Like that. Sometimes they’re good only as background or sometimes you get a picture that you’re satisfied with at once. There is no certain procedure.shotgunart

EGO: Allen Ginsberg proposed to me that the cut-up technique you developed with Brion Gysin is a sort of counter-brainwashing technique. Do you agree with that?

BURROUGHS: It has that aspect in that you’re breaking down the word, you’re creating new words. Right as soon as you start cutting, you’re getting new words, new combinations of words. Yes, it has that aspect, sure.
But remember that all this brainwashing and propaganda, etc., is not by any means expected to reach any intelligent corners. It isn’t expected to convince anybody that has any sense. If they can get ten percent, that’s good. That’s the aim of propaganda; to get ten percent. They’re not trying to convince people that have a grain of sense.


The Cut-Up Films

William Buys a Parrot (1963)
Bill and Tony (1972)
Towers Open Fire (1963)
Ghost at n°9 (Paris) (1963-72)
The Cut-Ups (1966)
The Junky’s Christmas (1966)

French Television Interview [French language w/ Burroughs responses in English] (1990)
William S. Burroughs: Commissioner of Sewers (1991)

William S. Burroughs in UbuWeb Sound

In honor of what would have been Kurt Cobain’s 40th birthday on 20 February 2007, RealityStudio offers this dossier documenting the relationship between Cobain and William S. Burroughs. Cobain greatly admired Burroughs, instigating their collaboration on The “Priest” They Called Him and visiting the Beat legend at his home in Lawrence, Kansas. And while Burroughs does not seem to have been especially impressed with the music of Nirvana, he was greatly saddened by Cobain’s suicide. Here is the story.

At Timberland Library [high school senior Kurt Cobain] discovered S.E. Hinton and William Burroughs, whose work would have an increasing influence on Cobain’s life. He read Burgess admiringly and J.D. Salinger without complaint. Cobain hated Scott Fitzgerald, whose critical resurgence was in decline, neither liked nor understood Faulkner and couldn’t talk about Hemingway without losing his temper.

– Christopher Sandford, Kurt Cobain

Allen [Ginsberg] wasn’t always a good judge of talent. The Kerouac School rejected Kurt Cobain’s application, but they accepted mine. Go figure. Life isn’t just unfair, it’s weird.

When the tour hit Rotterdam on the first of September [1991], it was almost with a nostalgic wistfulness that Kurt approached the last show. He was wearing the same T-shirt he’d had on two weeks earlier — it was a bootlegged Sonic Youth t-shirt — which had gone unwashed, as had his jeans, the only pair of pants he owned. His luggage consisted of a tiny bag containing only a copy of William S. Burroughs’ Naked Lunch, which he had found in a London bookstall.

Kurt’s got a literary bent, and jokes that he likes “anything that starts with a B. I think I like Burroughs best, and I’m into Bukowski and Beckett.” He’s a fan of William Burroughs’ dense style, and admires the “cut-up” writing technique he pioneered in the ’40s, calling it revolutionary.

– Katherine Turman, Smells Like… Nirvana

In the autumn of 1992 Burroughs and Cobain collaborated on The “Priest” They Called Him. (Listen to an excerpt.)

Cobain himself was an acknowledged fan of Burroughs’ oeuvre and first met with his hero in culture-space on a recording entitled The “Priest” They Called Him. This EP is constructed from a reading by Burroughs (recorded at his home in Lawrence, Kansas on 25 September 1992) overdubbed with Cobain’s guitar accompaniment (recorded in November 1992, at Laundry Room Studios in Seattle). Cobain later faxed Burroughs asking if he would play a crucifixion victim in a video for Nirvana’s forthcoming “Heart-Shaped Box” single. Burroughs declined but a meeting between the two was arranged and took place at Burroughs’ home in October 1993.

Cover of CD by Kurt Cobain and William S. Burroughs

Father Tom’s prediction in Drugstore Cowboy

“Narcotics have been systematically scapegoated and demonized. The idea that anyone can use drugs and escape a horrible fate is an anathema to these idiots. I predict in the near future right-wingers will use drug hysteria as a pretext to set up an international police apparatus. I’m an old man and I may not live to see a solution to the drug problem.”


nterviewer: How did you get on with William Burroughs when you recorded together recently?

Cobain: That was a long distance recording session. [Laughs] We didn’t actually meet.

Interviewer: Did he show a genuine awareness of your music?

Cobain: No, we’ve written to one another and we were supposed to talk the other day on the phone, but I fell asleep — they couldn’t wake me up. I don’t know if he respects my music or anything; maybe he’s been through my lyrics and seen some kind of influence from him or something, I don’t know. I hope he likes my lyrics, but I can’t expect someone from a completely different generation to like rock’n’roll — I don’t think he’s ever claimed to be a rock’n’roll lover, y’know. But he’s taught me a lot of things through his books and interviews that I’m really grateful for. I remember him saying in an interview, “These new rock’n’roll kids should just throw away their guitars and listen to something with real soul, like Leadbelly.” I’d never heard about Leadbelly before so I bought a couple of records, and now he turns out to be my absolute favorite of all time in music. I absolutely love it more than any rock’n’roll I ever heard.

Interviewer: The song you’ve recorded together makes references to shooting up, and Burroughs’ own history of drug-taking is no secret. Were you worried that this collaboration might throw the spotlight on press rumours that you’ve had considerable experience with hard drugs yourself?

Cobain: I don’t think it’s any secret any more, it’s been reported so much for so long. I really don’t care what anyone thinks about my past drug use — I mean, I’m definitely not trying to glorify it in some way. Maybe when I was a kid, when I was reading some of his books, I may have got the wrong impression. I might have thought at that time that it might be kind of cool to do drugs. I can’t put the blame on that influence but it’s a mixture of rock’n’roll in general — you know, the Keith Richards thing and Iggy Pop and all these other people who did drugs. I just thought it was one of those things that you do to relieve the pain, but… As I expected before I started heroin, I knew at the beginning that it would become just as boring as marijuana does. All drugs, after a few months, it’s just as boring as breathing air. I’ve always lied about it because I never wanted to influence anybody, I didn’t want anyone to consider the thought of doing drugs because it’s really stupid.

I’ve collaborated with one of my only Idols William Burroughs and I couldn’t feel cooler.

– Kurt Cobain, Journals

Courtney returns, so we head back downstairs and, after a little difficulty trying to get the tape deck to work, myself and Courtney sit cross-legged on the floor. An avalanche of records surrounds us; Sub Pop singles of the month, Kleenex, Opal, Mudhoney, even Suede is here, PJ Harvey’s “Rid Of Me” is on the turntable, and a few books are scattered on the carpet; John Steinbeck, Jean Paul Sartre, William Burroughs’ Queer. Kurt grabs a book by Leonard Cohen, looks at us bemusedly and retreats upstairs.

– Brian Willis, “Domicile on Cobain Street,” NME, 24 July 1993

What “Heart-Shaped Box” meant to Kurt is best surmised by the treatment he wrote for the song’s video. Kurt envisioned it starring William S. Burroughs, and he wrote Burroughs begging him to appear in the video. “I realize that stories in the press regarding my drug use may make you think that this request comes from a desire to parallel our lives,” he wrote. “Let me assure you, this is not the case.” But exactly what Kurt hoped to achieve by casting the writer was never clear. In his attempt to convince Burroughs to participate, he had offered to obscure the writer’s face, so that no one other than Kurt himself would know of his cameo. Burroughs declined the invitation.

Cobain visiting BurroughsThe journals sketch the evolution of the video’s symbol-laden, elliptically autobiographical narrative. At first, it was to star William Burroughs, whom Cobain evidently revered as a long-lived defier of convention (overlooking the fact that Burroughs survived only because he switched from heroin to marijuana early on) and for his aleatoric compositional technique, morbid mythology, and sardonic W.C. Fieldsian cynicism. Here was the first scene, expressing Cobain’s sense of himself as repository of Burroughs’ artistic spirit: “William and I sitting across from one another at a table (black and white) lots of Blinding Sun from the windows behind us holding hands staring into each others eyes. He gropes me from behind and falls dead on top of me. Medical footage of sperm flowing through penis. A ghost vapor comes out of his chest and groin area and enters me Body.”

Burroughs wouldn’t do the video, so Cobain used a generic old man on a cross and pecked at by crows. To him, birds also symbolized old men advocating death: “Me–old man,” he writes. “Have made my conclusion. But nobody will listen anymore. Birds [are] reincarnated old men with tourrets syndrome . . . their true mission. To scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth . . . screaming bloody murder all over the world in our ears but sadly we don’t speak bird.” Clearly, Cobain spoke bird.

In October 1993 Cobain met in Burroughs in Lawrence, KS.

During this first week of the tour, Alex MacLeod drove Kurt to Lawrence, Kansas, to meet William S. Burroughs. The previous year Kurt had produced a single with Burroughs titled The “Priest” They Called Him, on T/K Records, but they’d accomplished the recording by sending tapes back and forth. “Meeting William was a real big deal for him,” MacLeod remembered. “It was something he never thought would happen.” They chatted for several hours, but Burroughs later claimed the subject of drugs didn’t come up. As Kurt drove away, Burroughs remarked to his assistant. “There’s something wrong with that boy; he frowns for no good reason.”

Image of Kurt Cobain and William BurroughsBurroughs describes the meeting… “I waited and Kurt got out with another man. Cobain was very shy, very polite, and obviously enjoyed the fact that I wasn’t awestruck at meeting him. There was something about him, fragile and engagingly lost. He smoked cigarettes but didn’t drink. There were no drugs. I never showed him my gun collection.” The two exchanged presents — Burroughs gave him a painting, while Cobain gave him a Leadbelly biography that he had signed. Kurt and music video director Kevin Kerslake originally wanted Burroughs to appear in the video for “In Bloom.”

“I’ve been relieved of so much pressure in the last year and a half,” Cobain says with a discernible relief in his voice. “I’m still kind of mesmerized by it.” He ticks off the reasons for his content: “Pulling this record off. My family. My child. Meeting William Burroughs and doing a record with him.

Rolling Stone Interview, 25 October 1993

Cobain killed himself on 5 April 1994.

In Lawrence, meanwhile, William Burroughs sat poring over the lyric sheet of In Utero. There was surely poignancy in the sight of the eighty-year-old author, himself no stranger to tragedy, scouring Cobain’s songs for clues to his suicide. In the event he found only the “general despair” he had already noted during their one meeting. “The thing I remember about him is the deathly grey complexion of his cheeks. It wasn’t an act of will for Kurt to kill himself. As far as I was concerned, he was dead already.” Burroughs is one of those who feel Cobain “let down his family” and “demoralized the fans” by committing suicide.

– Christopher Sandford, Kurt Cobain

A group calling itself “Friends Understanding Kurt” faxed a press release to various news organizations, claiming a “string of suicides associated with the [dream] machine since the 1960s.” The press release stated after he obtained one of the devices, “Kurt immediately commenced a habitual, perhaps maniacal use of the Dream-machine, then took it with him to his and Courtney’s shared Seattle mansion where he stationed himself with the device in a room above the garage.” It stated the Dream Machine was found in the room where Cobain died, although police and medical examiner reports contradict that. Nevertheless, the claims were widely published. William S. Burroughs, who knew Cobain and had collaborated with him, dismissed such speculation as “nonsense…” The Cobain story was ultimately proved to be a hoax.

An old diary of mine from my love affair (marriage) surfaced at Sanctuary today. I read it. I miss being loved by a husband very much… there were pictures of Kurt in there… pictures of Kurt walking with William Burroughs. I really miss him.

A source that wishes to remain anonymous provided these pictures of a painted collage that Burroughs sent to Cobain for his 27th birthday, less than two short months before the singer’s death.

Painting by William Burroughs Painting by William Burroughs Painting by William Burroughs
Published by RealityStudio on 18 February 2007. You can download a Russian version of this dossiertranslated by Boyroid, who also provided a letter that Kurt Cobain sent to
Burroughs asking him to appear in a Nirvana video.

Litchi Hikari Club



Based on the Tokyo Grand Guignol play Litchi Hikari Club.
Litchi Hikari Club revolves around a group of schoolboys who plan to create the ultimate in Artificial Intelligence.
As the story progresses, we watch the group gradually fall apart due to internal conflict and as the boys, under corrupt leadership, involve increasingly more twisted and depraved methods to reach their goal.

Litchi 2

A group of nine boys (called the Hikari Club) are intent on making the Ultimate AI. The attractive leader of the club, Zera, is a twisted man polluting the minds of the club members to make them do whatever he pleases. Tamiya, the original founder of the club, wants to reclaim the club. Niko, the second in command, is pissed off at Jaibo, the one obsessed with Zera. They kidnap a schoolgirl, but the AI Raichi falls in love with her and she with him, and things get messy.  

Litchi 3

Furuya Usamaru  Also  made the action to take place in a world where the Japanese and the Nazis have won the  Second World War, even if it doesn’t play a very important role in the action, it always made me thaught how affected the Japanaese were by their defeat and how close their way of thinking is close to the Germans. 


  Also it was written by the same author who wrote the troubling Suicide Club (Jisatsu Circle) who was later on made a succesfull and equally troubling movie by Sion Sono as young students, subliminally influenced by apparently teen pop artists bands into a trend of comitting group suicide. 


Häxan: Witchcraft Through the Ages

Originally filmed in 1922, this version was updated in the mid 1960’s to include english narration by William S Burroughs while he was in London. The writer and director Benjamin Christensen discloses a historical view of the witches through the seven parts of this silent movie. First, there is a slide-show alternating inter-titles with drawings and paintings to illustrate the behavior of pagan cultures in the Middle Ages regarding their vision of demons and witches. Then there is a dramatization of the situation of the witches in the Middle Ages, with the witchcraft and the witch-hunts. Finally Benjamin Christensen compares the behavior of hysteria of the modern women of 1921 with the behavior of the witches in the Middle Ages, concluding that they are very similar.

View Thumbnails

LA Vintage

The City of Angels 1960/1970


Care for a thick large shake or a foot long chili dog for 30 cents? Pico and Lincoln Boulevard in Santa Monica back in 1966! Today this corner is a Starbucks. Photo by Denise Scott Brown
“Mustang Sally, think you better slow your mustang down” A rare Kodachrome image of the Whisky a Go Go in 1966!
Pandora's Box
“There’s something happening here” Pandora’s Box on The Sunset Strip. Located in the center Island of Sunset Blvd and Crescent Heights. Year: 1966
Harry and Alice Schiller owned the Pink Pussy Cat on Santa Monica Blvd. Dancers with clever stage names such as Fran Sinatra, Samya Davis Jr., Deena Martin, Peeler Lawford, Joanie Carson, Joey Pine,Edie McMahon, Joie Bishop, and Reegie Philbin put on glittering shows for a packed crowd—which often included members of the Rat Pack!
Harry and Alice Schiller owned the Pink Pussy Cat on Santa Monica Blvd. Dancers with clever stage names such as Frank Sinatra, Samy Davis Jr., Dean Martin, Peter Lawford, Joanie Carson, Joey Pine,Edie McMahon, Joie Bishop, and Reggie Philbin put on glittering shows for a packed crowd—which often included members of the Rat Pack!
Sandy Koufax was one of the original owners of the Tropicana Motel on Santa Monica Blvd. The motel was actually called “Sandy Koufax’s Tropicana Motor Hotel” in the early 60’s. The Tropicana became a popular hangout in the 70’s for the Runaways, Blondie, The Ramones, Iggy Pop and The Clash.
“To Everything – Turn, Turn, Turn”…The Byrds and The Doors at the Whisky a Go Go in 1967. The Ford Mustang is only a year old in this photo!
“The dingbat typifies Los Angeles apartment building architecture at its worst,” California historian Leonard Pitto once declared. But the simple, boxy apartment buildings have become as beloved as they are loathed, and are as common as palm trees and parking garages to the Los Angeles landscape.



Bitchin bells on The Sunset Strip – 1966 Photo: Domenic Priore
The Trip
Funnily enough, the Pop issue’s cover was immediately appropriated by Andy Warhol — who was by then well on his way to displacing Lichtenstein as Pop art’s most prominent practitioner — for a poster promoting the Velvet Underground and the Inevitable Plastic Show tour the following month.
Nancy Sinatra lounging around in a Pucci dress at her Beverly Hills home in Trousdale, Ron Joy 1967.
Nancy Sinatra lounging around in a Pucci dress at her Beverly Hills home in Trousdale, Ron Joy 1967.
Iggy with his
Iggy with his “Real Wild Child” L.A. pals, Danny Sugerman & Ray Manzarek in Los Angeles, 15 June 1974. (James Fortune/Rex Features)
“The West Is The Best” Jim Morrison in the closet at the Chateau Marmont on Sunset Strip. Photo by Art Kane/1968
For some strange reason this reminds of LA writer Charles Bukowski.
For some strange reason this reminds of LA writer Charles Bukowski.
Los Angeles-based photographer Hugh Holland honed his craft documenting the emerging skateboard culture that was born to the background of iconic 1970’s. Just click on image for more!
Los Angeles Wich Stand Drive In Vintage Matchbook Print. 1950-60's
Los Angeles Wich Stand Drive In Vintage Matchbook Print. 1950-60’s

Los Angeles used to have a lot of spectacular vintage restaurants and still does, but we are still losing many every year to owners who retire, sell out for money or lose their long-held lease to nasty gentrification. I’m a sucker for a joint with history, charm, character and stories. I’m not as selective about a menu as I am about the ambiance, atmosphere and what I am experiencing. I’m a junkie for vintage architecture and old signs. I pray that old places don’t renovate their mid-century or even mid-’70s decor.” – Nikki Kreuzer, Editor of the Offbeat

Just click on the pics for details.


Rebel Rebel!! There is No Authority But Yourself!

Beer Mask

We are stuck between a rock and a very hard place and our leaders do not seem to care nor want us to realise how critical the current situation is. Humankind should be living as one big family on one organism, the Earth. Sadly man is embroiled in a war with himself. The CEOs, the lobbyist, the people in charge of the economy, the ones owning authority at the highest levels must be blind or if they aren’t, then are deliberately turning a blind eye on what’s important right now. They are too busy building their own little Xanadu and they couldn’t care less and wouldn’t give a shit if we all die.

Painting by Masakatsu
Painting by Masakatsu

Unfortunately the vast majority of humans living on this Earth hasn’t realised this blatant reality. What we see on the headlines right now are mostly about the war against Isis, Russia or more recently, Venezuela.  What should be our primary concern right now is that we are facing the most severe environmental crisis in the history of this planet. Deforestation is at a rate of thirty-six football fields per MINUTE! Floating Trash Island the size of Texas across the Pacific, half the world’s species have been wiped out in the last 40 years because of habitat loss and pollution. In just 30 years climate change has already caused a tripling of natural disasters that will reach a tipping point by the year 2020.

Mischa McLachlan
Mischa McLachlan

What are our leaders doing about it? First of all you must abandon thoughts like: Governments represent us and fight for our needs. OK..The Pentagon is the biggest public institution in the world but did you know that the said Pentagon is exempt from all international climate treaties? The radicalism used speaks for itself and the disinformation has reached such a point of absurdity that the Department of Environmental Protection of Florida has banned the terms ”Climate change” and ”environment sustainability” from all reports and e-mails. This is what we should be hearing about but a government that is overridden by economics concerns would never even dare to displease its main sponsors. That goes without saying. It has been seen over and over again, big oil companies funding an environmental company saying that the planet heating is a human wrongdoing is a scam. As for fighting for our rights I would rather say they keep people fighting because  it brings them more money. Fuck the dead!! We’re insured!!

They pay some guy who pretends to be a scientist, or is sometime one for real to say whatever they want him to say that comes in contradiction with the truth and it doesn’t really matter what he says, it just plants the seeds of a doubt. This works even better when there are never proofs of anything, when it’s a matter of a way of thinking or ideas but let’s get back to the subject here.

Illustration by Mark Gmehling

You know I wasn’t fully aware of a lot of things before the first of the latest economic crashes. I started to want to be more informed about how the economy works, what happened in 1929 when the economy had its first big crash? What was done about it? I didn’t follow a course at the Uni or anything like that but I watched some acclaimed documentaries and read some established facts about past events and posts and listened to personal advises, etc. The only result I could get to is very simple. Economy is made to be seen as  complicated so that you do not see what a scam it is. It has been for a long time in fact (a precise date would be hard to determined) but as long as the middle class is healthy, people never had too much problems, and I think it’s a pretty good way to see things.

Crushed, by Tobe Damit, New-York, Summer of 1987

After the Crash in 1929, Franklin Delano Roosevelt put in place a few very simple but effective down to the ground rules that made sure it would never happen again. Never the less, ever since then, a coalition of people who had economic powers such as bankers and CEOs and such began to take down those measures one by one even if some well advised, competent economic observers were crying wolf, it didn’t stop them and it took them years and years before everything was set. It went down perfectly. Maybe it ended before but everything was already in place. They knew what hey were doing and when it was time to pay, they held hostage a government (the government of the United Sates) and made people like you to pay for it while they pocketed the money by billions, swallowed their rivals and got the most strategic jobs in the government, economically wise. So the solution here is quite obvious, let’s get back to the good old New Deal, so brilliantly proposed by Roosevelt so that the economy stop doing those crashes that touches precisely those middle class people who have bought a house and so forth…. But the cut is a lot deeper than that… In my opinion, we should remove money from the equation. Built our  new society based on something else than money. It would be about time, if you ask me.

coka cola

The middle class is disappearing and the CEOs and the elite are the big bosses now and they don’t care about what people say. They have benefitted from the experience in the 60’s and the 70’s and now they don’t have a bit if a shame to use armed forces at the first sign of discontent from the people, to any people, they make no discrimination based on sex, religion or color. Actually that’s not true, they will more likely target you if you are poor, too old or too young and black. They even tried to have the army implicated in civil matters but they were a few unforgivable mess done and  for some reason the ”private army” concept was considered too radical yet. and anyways, there was a much easier way to do the job. They simply armed the Police with the best protection and/or ammunition the army could provide them and painted it with the words POLICE on it. Simple. They are not scared of you. They have the means to make us shut up and they did during the Maple Spring in Montreal in 2012. I saw it. I also saw it at G8 summits around the world and many, many, other instances.

PHOTO IVANOH DEMERS , LA PRESSE , Friday the 9th of August 2013.
PHOTO IVANOH DEMERS , LA PRESSE , Friday the 9th of August 2013.

So what is there to do against such ruthless, merciless but powerful enemies?? A few years ago I would have told you that with the internet it could have been done. But the disinformation has already spread like a bad infection on the internet and I’m not even mentioning the millions and billions of dollars that have been spent around the world so that nothing that we write is secret anymore. It is a well established fact. Google Prism for a starter or go right to everything Edward Snowden revealed. If you weren’t aware of this I promise you will have a blast or an attack. Depending.

To this point I had already realised something is definitely wrong with our leaders.  Let’s make this simple and clear. We live in a world in which an Elite that is around 1% of the international population holds 50 % of all the wealth in the world. We have 90% of useless votes because we only own 10% of the all the money…Barely making it and the gap is only getting bigger. That is the reality that has been created and that we live in every day. That one doesn’t change, and if it does, it will be only for the worst. Our leaders and our authorities do not represent us at all. They represent those who fond their bank account and their political campaigns. Karl Rove, one of the Senior Advisors of Georges W. Bush said: ”We are an Empire now and when we act we create our own reality and while you’re studying that too judiciously, we will act again, creating other new realities which you can study too  and that’s just how things will sort out. We are history actors and all of you will just be left to study what we do”. And I have to admit he is right.  I know the future is bleak. But there are solutions. We have to face the fact now that things will not be resolved by walks and sit ins, etc..BUT still can help a great deal.I just think the momentum has to be perfect. That’s all.

13th of February 2012, Beginning of the Maple Spring
13th of February 2012, Beginning of the Maple Spring in Montreal

You know, when the Maple Spring came, I thought we were on to something, I thought that people had been feeling the same despair about everything that was going on, This started as a protest by the students for an important raise of the scholar fees but there were similar and spontaneous manifestations too around the world, either to support this one or for different reasons but they all happened simultaneously so I thought we’re back!!! The general disbelief and anger against this implacable heartless, adversary, bullet-proofed by money, totally deaf to our needs and immune against any humanity, generosity and respect.  I was so proud of these kids! They were Heroes! …just for one day.. (figure of speech of course but it was short-lived)… I was surprised by all the anger that was directed towards the peacefully manifesting students, mostly due to the fact that it came from the ‘‘baby-boomers” generation, a generation whom had manifested during the 70’s on countless issues in countless ways. Let me just remind you that the use of deadly force in North America is far from being a new thing. As a matter of fact, on May 4th, 1970, four Kent State University students were killed and nine injured when members of the Ohio National Guard opened fire during a demonstration protesting the Vietnam War. It made me angry to hear those same baby-boomers making threats, spreading rumors about ”a dangerous and violent spoiled youth that had turned into dangerous criminal anarchists” and having no respect or sympathy for those bright young kids, teachers, intellectuals and various defenders of the right to education from all ages and class. Dissing this wonderfull movement that had taken place by repeating time and time again all the this disinformation that was spread around at the time and didn’t make sense whatsoever.

On May 4, 1970, four Kent State University students were killed and nine injured when members of the Ohio National Guard opened fire during a demonstration protesting the Vietnam War.
Kent State University students killed by the Ohio National Guards.

I dutifully noted Anonymous who made their contribution . I really thought it was amazing and had faith that this might caused everyone who was unhappy in their own little corner and finally bring out everything that is wrong in this world and that those 90% of the population would count for once. I also took note that to be able to accomplish anything significant, the participants had to be somehow…. anonymous, at least for a certain time..

I do not pretend to have all the answers. As you have probably noted already my position against those already in a position of authority and leadership is that they have to be replaced, that they do not represent us, live in a different reality, have no idea whatsoever of our realities, are gaining richer and richer as we get poorer and poorer, are ruthless, heartless, etc. Of course there are some good politicians here and there but the GREED seems to be contagious and I have no faith anymore in the treachery of most leaders. Some country have made enormous progress with very little… Cuba  made miracles in his program to train doctors from around the world and in his healthcare program in general. And there are more… I think that every person who can be heard must not only shout it out loud but not only talk the talk but also walk the walk.

images (1)
Kim Phúc, the girl in the middle is from a photo taken by Nick Ut after a Napalm Attack. The photo helped changed the view people had on Viet-Nam.


One person has had my attention for quite a while now and I know some of you are going to go yeah yewah..we know… Banksy blah blah blah… But this guy has a way to be heard, what he says he dead on and he is anonymous. Maybe not for the secret services but to most of us he is. I think it is people like him that still make a difference.

images (2)

Give us hope. Make us laugh. A swift kick in the Ass. Question Yourself. Question ourselves, our way of life, we have to find a way to appropriate ourselves our civil right and duties. We would ideally have to find a way to do it in a way that is in accordance to our deepest most primary rules. Because the down to earth people who will make a difference are not heartless. I don’t think it could be done the violent way the French Revolution was done…It is when we try to find a way that you realize how clever and brilliant people like Gandhi are. I do think that one can’t let religion interfere too much with the politics. It never was a good thing because religion is such a personal thing. It always will be. Some people will always use religion to gain power. Having political and spiritual power is a weird thing.


I feel we have discovered we are each a country in some way. We have our own colors, mythology, beliefs, habits, way of dressing and so forth… We are ”Branded” but comes a time when you discover that branded means something else and you must not forget you are not alone, yes you are unique but you need someone else in your life or you will die or if you don’t you probably be really sad and unhappy. We must relate and communicate, communicate and communicate.

If I get my say in this ideal world I sometimes foresee in people. The leaders in charge would be real examples of what hey are saying, not a good-looking puppet that people get. They would have to be real. They would be there because their ideas and caring of the people are true. Not because they have more money for their campaign and are backed by this and this company..C’mon..We have totally absolutely lost our basic views on what our kids should inherit as their world. We must take the interest of the people first, even if it means less money on the short run but saves our lives in the long run, I simply cannot understand what led us to such despotism. This new world has to be built around something else than money. We have to take into account the fact that woman and family are the base of the well-being of our civilisation. They should be treated equally for what they do if not more than men. It may sound a little old fashion but it is not. I am totally on par with a lot of what women say nowadays. We also need the women of Islam to stand up. We need all the love a mother has for her children. Our leaders must want what is good for their children, for their people. These are all good intentions but the world is running totally the opposite way right now IT HAS TO STOP. We all know deep inside that something is very wrong. Time is running fast. We must find a way to make the momentum happen. We all know it’s time, let’s all set our watches in synch NOW!… Because first of all, it’s time to kick some serious ass, anyways which way you can but remember that an open mind doesn’t mean you have to crack someone’s skull, do not get me wrong!! We all have our strengths, let’s put them to work at once!

Banksy, Paris


Dismaland Deemed ”The Bleakiest Amusement Park Ever”

WESTON-SUPER-MARE, ENGLAND - AUGUST 20: A steward is seen outside Bansky's 'Dismaland' exhibition, which opens tomorrow, at a derelict seafront lido on August 20, 2015 in Weston-Super-Mare, England. The show is Banskys first in the UK since the Banksy v Bristol Museum show in 2009 and will be open for 6 weeks at the Topicana site. (Photo by Matthew Horwood/Getty Images)
Click on image for more images.

Graffiti artist Banksy has opened what could be the world’s most terrifying, spookiest theme park ever. From today, the abandoned Tropicana outdoor park at Weston-super-mare near Bristol will be transformed into Dismaland, a “bemusement park” with a dark twist on California’s childhood classics. Disneyland, wrapped in a nightmare.

On Thursday, images and video captured inside “Dismaland,” Banksy’s new art exhibition/dystopian amusement park, began making the rounds on social media. They offer a glimpse into a world that’s predictably dark, bizarre and full of satire according to Buzzfeed. Amongst other deceptions, visitors can have the back of their head drawn in a “surprisingly revealing” portrait, or watch the weekly events including live comedy and music from Russian punk activists Pussy Riot.

It was produced under top-secret conditions, with a cover story that Dismaland was the location for a film called “Grey Fox” made by Atlas Productions.

Dismaland is one of the largest outdoor installations for the mysterious Banksy, whose satirical work has gained heritage-listed status around the UK and gained fans like Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie.

Despite his fame, Banksy has remained fiercely protective of his identity and committed to outdoor stunts, including one in New York where he sold his pictures at a stall near Central Park for a fraction of what they would cost in a gallery. Dismaland features artists like Damien Hirst, Jenny Holzer, Barry Salzman, Dietrich Wagner amongst many others.

Dismaland runs from Aug. 22 to Sept 27, and its website contains a warning that spray paint, knives and “legal representatives of the Walt Disney Corporation” are strictly prohibited in the park.

Click on image

Wiener Werkstätte

The Origins of Branding and Design


The group of the Wiener Werkstätte was founded in 1903 by Josef Hoffmann and Koloman Moser . These artists and craftsmen were very much inspired by the ideas of Art & Craft and Art Nouveau ( or Jugendstil) poster_print_jugendstil_plakat_affentheater-rf7593eefa4b145cc89d2eb9968b29f82_i4q_8byvr_1024movements that were made to be used or seen in our everyday lives and made the link with the formal language of Art Deco and Bauhaus in order to create something new, something better. The primary goal of the company was to bring good design and craft into all areas of life within the fields of ceramics, fashion, silver, furniture, and the graphic arts as well as to bring up to date the ancient arts ( crafts), to raise them to the same level as the fine arts ( painting, sculpture, architecture …) . These beautiful objects had to be useful and the Wiener Werkstätte hoped that by doing so, they would reach a wider audience and that is how they laid the foundation for what we now call ” design “. 

Bureau Atelier pour Koloman Moser par Josef Hoffmann,1898

With the industrial revolution and the development of science and technology of the nineteenth century, the future looks bright but on the other hand, the machines are also at the root of unemployment. Workers’ rights are violated, their quality of life, mediocre. The pride they take in their craft is very diminished since the workers intervene only in a small part of the production process and feels very little connection with the finished product.

The Wiener Werkstätte in Austria reacts by trying to provide their own workers better working conditions. Through craft production, the worker can be proud of its product and the finished object.  A small pamphlet from 1905 outlined their program: “The limitless harm done in the arts and crafts field by low quality mass production on the one hand and by the unthinking imitation of old styles on the other is affecting the whole world like some gigantic flood…It would be madness to swim against this tide. Neverthless we have founded out workshop. Where appropriate we shall try to be decorative without compulsion and not at any price” From the onset, the Wiener Werkstätte encouraged its patrons to look beyond the material value of objects and to embrace geometric symmetry over surface ornament. We need only to look at Moser’s logo design and the flower motif based on the golden section to see how much these architectural principles dictated the company’s early designs.  28710-411500-Serie_B_ca_1912_Josef_Hoffmann_1870_1956_Photo_courtesy_of_Lobmeyr_Vienna_

Jozef Hoffmann was one of the most important figures of the Wiener Werkstätte and the greatest achievement of this group is located in Brussels : the Palais Stoclet . Adolphe Stoclet , a Belgian banker living in Vienna , asked Hoffmann to build him a house. Belgium played a leading role in the new Art. It is also interesting to compare the Art Nouveau Horta , for example, with the Stoclet Palace made ​​in the style of the Wiener Werkstätte by Hoffmann.

2ll0kti 2012-1089

The Wiener Werkstätte ultimately, was a set of different workplaces or workshops. Each workshop specialized in a particular craft . They had their own color, as an ID. This color was found on the premises , on invoices , correspondence,etc . Each workshop therefore had its specialty , and formed , with all the others, the Wiener Werkstätte . As part of the technical skills , such as woodworking, it is very interesting to observe how these workshops were organized , how artists and craftsmen all worked together and what techniques and materials were used, how all this came together to work efficiently.

Wiener Werkstätte letterhead with flower motif by Koloman Moser.
Wiener Werkstätte letterhead with flower motif by Koloman Moser.
Most of the objects produced were stamped with a number of different hallmarks, with the trademark of the Wiener Werkstatte, the monogram of the designer and that of the craftsman, who completed it.

The Wiener Werkstätte was to double logo “W” logo and it quickly became a “brand”. It was the first time the logo was associated with a style and a set of imagined objects. In marketing, it was named Corporate Identity. WW was a mark that all identified with the particular style of these products. The logo was also a guarantee of quality and originality. By buying the objects bearing this logo, buyers supported the arts and crafts and art. They thus become partners in improving working conditions of artisans and workers. Today we find this kind of mark in all sectors. But in 1903, the idea of BRANDING was new.


In the Art Nouveau it is possible to identify two movements : the organic and the geometric . The best example of organic style is certainly the work of Victor Horta , among others who realized the Tassel Hotel and the Solvay House. If you look at some pictures of the interior and you will notice the crooked straight lines and the famous ” whiplash” line. Now compare these with the interiors designed by the Scottish artist Charles Rennie Mackintosh. It uses simple geometric forms , particularly the square.

Tassel Hotel by Victor Horta
Tassel Hotel by Victor Horta
Mackintosh artwork
Mackintosh artwork


The WW deepened the latter style by going further . The architect Jozef Hoffmann also chooses to work with a lot of squares. These geometric shapes will be exploited even more refined in styles such as Art Deco and Modernism , thinking, for example in the work of Le Corbusier.

Palais Stoclet par Josef Hoffman, Bruxelles
Palais Stoclet par Josef Hoffman, Diner
Otto Wagner; lobby Postal Savings Bank
Interior of Main Hall at Postsparkasse in Wien by Otto Wagner
Palais Stoclet, Grand Hall

Hoffmann works extensively with optical effects. Each main axis is the link between the garden and the house. At each location, it plays with perspective and the perspective of the visitor. It also creates different views that allow it to emphasize the elements of his creation. Different themes frequently in the ornamentation of the tower and decoration parts (the Klimt frieze) such as the tree of life, paradise and the symbolism of spring. The tree in the garden below which a bench seat for the family also recalls these familiar themes. It is around this tree that meet and converse gods! stocletheroes έ±íQ·†*˜XHÓÃÖ8¤?ŒšT¿^¸ªkn"–3FÑ© œudò_³÷bªŠ%‚ _‰GG"¦¿åôSËü¬U»«9XåÍq¯¦õÛ|G¨nøªènùLŠ†.xª:Öý&QÆ6I#°VŽ¿Ì銴ºŒ39RÁ踛ŒUµÕ Uf‹Ó¥vÝ«O¿áŠ¯mZQ4L¼Î拻oJ†ÓR:Å´‰‹ÔjÕD¢œ@ï¹=ñT’öþòYs¦Ü¹äBˆÛcŠ®/ª¬<€.(:íáF²ÅP©6ªÎO¨È€P+ߪƒŠ¨êQFñÏ%Á’9¾b⢤ҧÇ@Ko§$ˆKzë<ž!ÐøµøUΚxŒÍrE¨¢Õ‡¹¢“ßýŽ* ðiÆ*Æ9<•(­V_¹€ãŠ 5 o`€$AI†qJ±]ÊÓè8ªËf‚#ÉpkCññ=(j~*ŸÚ Š·úQå•zðþíºxÿŸ
The Stoclet family had a large collection of artefacts and Hoffmann considered each piece of the collection. They all found their place in the design of the house. The Stoclet filled with grace their role as patrons. If a great musician passed in Brussels, he often received an invitation to come to the villa one evening with special guests.

The famous WW numbered postcards
The famous WW numbered postcards
Klimt cover of ver sacrum the Journal of the Viennese Secession of Theseus and the Minotaur

The first exhibition of the WW was held in the greenhouses of the Society of Horticulture and Klimt designed a poster depicting Theseus and the Minotaur under the protective gaze of Athena. The preface to the catalogue expressed their aims: ”In our first exhibitions we were at pains to show the modern art of foreign countries to the public, in order to set it a higher standard whereby to appraise our native productions… It is obviously no part of our intention to give a comprehensive view of contemporary art; Artists represented in the associations premier included Giovanni Segantini, Ferdinand Khnopff, Constantin Meunier, Puvis De Chavanne, Auguste Rodin, Franz von Stuck and Max Klinger amongst others. Over 57,000 attendances were recorded and the funds made through these exhibitions were used to buy works of art from within each exhibition. These works were then donated to various public galleries. A large part of this exhibition was devoted to the arts and crafts thus fulfilling the first steps of the Secession group, toward equal recognition of art and handicrafts. In the eleventh room the Secessions journal; Ver Sacrum was brought to the attention of the public. The room was set out as one huge poster and in other areas of the display works were set at eye level and each artist was grouped together instead of being spread about from floor to ceiling.”


Jewelery by WW
Luster Kammerl


WW even made clothes to fit with their interior design.
emanuel josef margold-1907-embroidered cushion design 2
Emanuel Josef Margold-1907-embroidered cushion design
Buffet Secession Koloman Moser
WW Tonic collection sofa and chairs
WW Loungechair by Schwartz Rckenkissen
osef Hoffmann (Austrian, 1870-1956) for Wiener Werkstätte, part of the Flat Model cutlery set, silver, c.1903-1904
the famous Wiener Werkstatte Flatware from 1904. The stark geometric shapes and rectilinear design makes this silverware set one of the most simple, striking pieces of common utensils that one will ever see. This set shows a greater understanding of not only visual design principles, but also of function, metal work, and the culinary arts.
By Tobe Damit
By Tobe Damit

Hunter S. Thompson on Outlaws

Interview by Studs Terkel

Blank on Blank | PBS Digital Studios

Hell’s Angels: The Strange and Terrible Saga of the Outlaw Motorcycle Gangs is a book written by counterculture icon Hunter S. Thompson, first published in 1966 by Random House. It was widely lauded for its up-close and uncompromising look at the Hell’s Angels motorcycle club, during a time when the gang was highly feared and accused of numerous criminal activities. The New York Times described Thompson’s portrayal as “a world most of us would never dare encounter.” It was Thompson’s first published book and his first attempt at a nonfiction novel.

Previous Posts on Hunter Thompson HERE and another one about his death HERE

HS Thompson

Alice in Chains in a Nutshell


Alice in Chains’ vocalist (frontman) Layne Staley was found dead in his Seattle home on a Friday evening, the 19th of April 2002; he was 34.  The worst part being that Staley had been deceased since the 5th in his Seattle condo. Staley avoided the media and rarely left his home. He was found dead exactly 14 days (2 weeks) after overdosing. His mother and stepfather had become alarmed when they were notified that Staley had stopped withdrawing money from his bank account. They called the police, who broke into his home and discovered his corpse on the couch, decomposed beyond immediate recognition. Heroin-related paraphernalia was found with the body, strongly suggesting death by overdose and crime scenes analysis proved it was the case and that, ultimately, didn’t suprise anyone. All his close friends and relatives were aware of his crippling addiction but found themselves helpless to help him fight it. In other words, he was completely, totally, absolutely strung out. The fact that he had become pretty much a recluse in itself pretty much explains everything, in particular how come it took 14 days before anyone realised that Staley was MIA.


Coincidentally, two grunge pioneers died on April 5 — Nirvana frontman Kurt Cobain in 1994, from a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head, and Alice in Chains singer Layne Staley in 2002, from a mix of heroin and cocaine.

Mad Season “Above” Album Cover Based On Photo Of Layne Staley And Girlfriend Demri Parrott

Staley’s fiancee Demri Parrott died In October of 1996 as a result of bacterial endocarditis, as she was also a heroin addict.  Her death is considered to have pushed Layne over the final edge, as he then became a recluse in his own condominium.  A picture made into painting of Demri and Layne was featured on the cover of the Mad Season album.

These are the last know published photos of Layne Staley alive taken on February 26 1997 at the Grammy Awards.

With Staley as their scowling, tortured frontman, Alice in Chains claimed a spot as the darkest and hardest band of the early ’90s grunge movement, bringing a healthy dose of metal to the new movement. Born in Kirkland, Washington, in 1967, Staley formed Alice in Chains while still a high school student in the mid-’80s. The singer soon formed a friendship with guitarist Jerry Cantrell, who joined the band in 1987 and provided the other half of the group’s creative core. Drummer Sean Kinney and bassist Mike Starr (replaced in 1992 by Mike Inez) soon followed, and the band landed a deal with Columbia Records in 1989.

The band’s 1990 debut, Facelift, found a home at both college rock and classic rock radio outlets, chiefly on the strength of the single “Man in the Box.” The album soon went gold, and the band followed it with an appearance on the soundtrack to Cameron Crowe’s Seattle love letter, “Singles .” With anticipation high, the band delivered Dirt in 1992, pushing AIC to triple platinum status with caustic tracks such as “Angry Chair,” “Rooster” and “Them Bones.” A prime spot on Lollapalooza soon followed, but the trek would be the band’s last major tour and Alice in Chains would be hard pressed to maintain their momentum.

Alice in Chains released the EP Jar of Flies in 1994 and a self-titled album in 1995, but they did not tour to support either offering. During this relatively quiet time, Staley provided vocals for the 1995 debut album from Mad Season, which also featured Pearl Jam’s Mike McCready and the Screaming Trees’ Barrett Martin. While rumors swirled about Staley’s declining health and drug dependency, the group surfaced in 1996 to perform on MTV’s “Unplugged” series. Save for a series of compilations cobbled together by Columbia, it would be the last music Alice in Chains would release.

Staley became even more reclusive after this appearance, barely leaving his Seattle condo from 1997 until his death. Staley’s mother owns the last photo of Staley, taken on February 14, 2002, which features him holding his new-born nephew, Oscar. That photo has never been published.

Alice in Chains fans were undeniably upset about Staley’s death, yet despite his immense contributions to grunge music, the media paid only a fraction of the attention to Staley’s death as that of Cobain. Some viewed it as a self-fulfilling prophecy, others say he burned out and faded away. Strangely Cobain, too, was a drug addict, yet many of those who considered Kurt a victim, or at the very least a tragic figure, called Staley a hopeless junkie.

“When Kurt died, he was young, beautiful, and at the height of his celebrity,” explains Mark Yarm, author of the book Everybody Loves Our Town: An Oral History of Grunge. “It was really shocking at the time — I remember exactly where I was when I heard the news. Whereas I couldn’t tell you how I heard that Layne had died. By that point, Layne had been out of the public eye for about six years, and basically dismissed as a junkie and a hermit. So, sadly, the way he went wasn’t a surprise — it was really a matter of when, not if. And by the time he passed, grunge’s heyday was long over. His surviving bandmates will tell you that Layne was totally written off — he didn’t even get a mention during the Grammys In Memoriam segment.”

July 3, 1996 was Alice in Chains final performance with Layne at a show in Kansas City, Missouri.  Here’s a clip from that final show.

While Staley’s output had greatly diminished in recent years, his influence hasn’t. Traces of the frontman’s distinct vocal style and Alice in Chains’ thick-as-a-brick sound can be heard in the work of Godsmack, Creed, Staind, Puddle of Mudd, Adema and a host of others. I know for sure that I will listen all my life to Nutshell, as I have since the first time I heard it. I’m so sorry Staley had to go like this and have such little recognition and have brough so much to music.

Alice In Chains concerts in Salem, Oregon and tonight's concert in Seattle, Washington