#streetnoiseent

[vinyl-artwork]

Julie Driscoll, Brian Auger & The Trinity – Streetnoise (1969) Cover art by Ralph Steadman.

[rastronomicals]

11:19 PM EDT August 30, 2024:

Julie Driscoll, Brian Auger and The Trinity -   "Take Me To The Water" From the album Streetnoise (1969)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

HOW GOOD WOULD IT BE TO FEEL FREE

[librarycomic]

Gay Giant by Gabriel Ebensperger. Translated by Kelley D. Salas with Mercedes Guhl. Street Noise, 2022. 9781951491161. 256pp. https://www.powells.com/book/-9781951491161?partnerid=34778&p_bt

Ebensperger's comics are big and bright and his font of choice and drawings make everything feel positive, even when he's working through some stuff. It's probably got something to do with the art being overwhelmingly, wonderfully pink.

As a little boy Ebensperger played with girls and girls toys, and people often thought he was a girl. He didn't feel that he fit in. He was a bit of a fashion trendsetter. He had a crush on both Chris Pine and Ferris Bueller at different times, and loved Jem and the Holograms. For a long time h kinda avoided admitting, even to himself, that he was gay. I don't remember a big coming out scene with his parents or family, but there's a hilarious description of the first time he masturbated, and a very touching first kiss. My favorite moments: the pages showing that he's not really a giant compared to his brothers and others (including Totoro), and, when he's a little kid, when he puts on his mom's red shoes and asks his dad to pretend it's his wedding. The whole thing has a bit of a science fiction ending that I didn't see coming (and that I don't think mentioning in this way will ruin for you).

[delectablywaywardbeard-blog]

Ultima Generazione blocca l'Autobrennero in Austria

Attivisti del movimento “Ultima Generazione” hanno bloccato in mattinata il versante austriaco dell’autostrada del Brennero. L’iniziativa arriva a poche ore dal lungo blocco dell’arteria per neve. Esponenti della StreetNoise Orchestra hanno interrotto verso le 10.15 il traffico in direzione Italia, tra il casello autostradale di Schoenberg e l’uscita Matrei-Steinach.     “Tutti abbiamo diritto…

[nextstopwonderland]

Last of albums listened to in 2022 + a favs roundup

(Albums listened to tag)

Listened to 3 more albums to bring the total to 175

Lou Reed - the Blue Mask (1972)

John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)

Frank Zappa, The mothers of invention - Absolutely Free (1967)

30* favorite albums out of the 175, in no particular order aside from the first, like, four:

*ok 32

Buffy Saints-Marie - Coincidences and likely stories (1992)

Paul Kanter, Grace Slick, and Freiberg - David Baron Von Tollbooth And The Chrome Nun (1973)

The mothers of invention, Frank Zappa - Cruisin’ with Rueben and the jets

Grace Slick - Dreams (1980)

Streetnoise (1969) - Julie Driscoll, Brian Auger, & the Trinity

Steve Harley & cockney Rebel - The best years of our lives

Spring Session M (1982) - Missing Persons

Beach House - Once Twice Melody (2022)

Angel Olson - Big Time (2022)

Steve Harley and cockney rebel - psychomondo

Traveling Wilburys - Vol 1

Big Star - 1st record

Big Star - Third / the complete third

T. Rex - Tanx

T. Rex - Bolan’s Zip Gun

T. Rex - Shadowhead

T. Rex - Dandy in the Underworld

Elvis Costello - My Aim is True

Book of love - Book of Love

The 5th Dimension - Age of Aquarius

Julia Driscoll & Brian Auger - London 1964-1967 (1979)

Rhyme & Reason (1984) - Missing Persons

Lou Reed - Sally can’t dance

Dolly Parton, Linda Rondstat, Emmylou Harris - Trio

Jefferson Airplane - Freedom at point zero

ELO - Out of the Blue

ELO - Time

Sharon van etten - we’ve been going about this all wrong

The smile - a light for attracting attention

Frank Zappa, the mothers of invention - Burnt weeny sandwich

Frank Zappa - greasy love songs (compilation)

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Favorite new to me song in 2022 (not including songs that came out in 2022, covers of songs I’ve heard before/live versions of songs I’ve heard before)

Valerie - Frank Zappa, The mothers of invention (cover of a jackie and the Starlites song I hadn’t previously heard)

Favorite new-to-me cover song (in which I’d previously heard the original):

T. Rex/Marc Bolan - Stand By Me (working version)

Favorite new-to-me live version of a song I’d heard before:

Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel - Tumbling Down (11 minutes of pure magic, completely enhanced by the unbelievable audience)

Favorite song that was released in 2022:

Angel Olsen - All of the Good Times

Strong second:

Sharon Van Etten - Mistakes

[popculturerelapse]

[stusshelder]

Noise Streets Signs 

[simpleshots-rd]

Pause in the streets #9 . . #street #tokyostreets #streetphotography #streetphotographer #streetphotos #traffic #shunjuku #tokyo #japan #新宿グルメ #東京グルメ #日本橋グルメ #streetnoise #luckycorporation #buildingporn #simpleshots_rd #pause_in_the_streets (at Shinjuku, Tokyo) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRQNF_gjRNQ/?utm_medium=tumblr

[challengerscomics]

Graphic memoirs don’t get any better than this. @jim.terry.73’s COME HOME, INDIO invokes Will Eisner and Daniel Clowes all while telling a very relatable tale of upbringing while exposing you to aspects of indigenous culture. But don’t take my word for it, check out those reviews (picture 2)! Available now! #jimterry #comehomeindio #localcreators #indigenouscreators #shoplocal #keepreadingcomics #streetnoise #streetnoisebooks #challengerscomics (at CHALLENGERS Comics + Conversation) https://www.instagram.com/p/CF5E6QoBplT/?igshid=1cly8qts14egp

[thejass]

#Repost @jezgromusic ・・・ Merzbow - Torus EP / JEZGRO002 Artwork by @thejass #merzbow #torus #streetnoise #jezgro #noise #harshnoise #japan #munemihouse #thejass #experimental #japannoise #vinyl #wax #limitededition #masamiakita

[rastronomicals]

3:19 PM EDT August 11, 2024:

Julie Driscoll, Brian Auger and The Trinity -   "All Blues" From the album Streetnoise (1969)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

SAVE THE COUNTRY

Miles Davis cover.

[leonardoringo]

Di komplek gue yg lewat siang-siang bukan tukang bakso. Kalau di komplek elo apa? . . . . #streetnoise #streetphotography #random #bnw_life #bnw_society #bnw_captures #bnw (at Komplek Janda Muda)

[katieaiko]

Here’s another character from my light novel series, Street Noise! Her name is Pitch, who can control a giant yellow arrow that she can ride on and move in right angles! She’s so much fun to draw and I really need to do the whole gang sometime! I did Focus first, and you can find her on my tumblr by using this link!

https://katieaiko.tumblr.com/post/159492874879/this-the-main-character-from-my-book-series

And here’s a link to where you can get the books!

https://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_c_1_17?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=katie+aiko+inouye&sprefix=katie+aiko+inouye%2Caps%2C278&crid=2GX490VCRGSZ0

Any purchase or lend of books is appreciated! Please spread the word!

[almostmolly]

HEATWAVE IN THE ANTHROPOCENE

There is no sudden storm, no breaking. 

What happens: 

the sun shines, and shines, and no more green-springing grows the grass

(though: fuck grass. Let me baby my tomatoes instead, baby,

watch me water-bearing, bare-armed and gallon-gallant, freckling for fruit; for the gift made to the tooth). 

The days slide yellow, unfiltered, they play like an action movie, like shot on location 

in somewhere with a sky that shimmers. Like INT. - HOUSE, hazy sunset through the window, 

the light condensing and refracting, atmosphere keeping time to the fan's endless oscillations

in the moments before dinner, before thunder, before the crash. 

What happens:

the scrape, the scrape and fat-muffled thump of pastry, vegetal sawing of a knife through rhubarb,

a bit of juice in the air. The click of my wrists, fingers twisted — these bones are my grandmother’s, a legacy 

of swollen stalks, and knuckles like strawberries.  The pie melts before it goes in the oven. I cannot serve it 

except to myself, bowl of overrun over-red steaming. (I picked the fruit, sliced it into bruised hearts. I want it 

sweet and visceral, devouring without violence.)  It leaves its scent with me for days. 

Once, I shot out questions over the trellised afternoons: Why do you kneel instead of bending? Why do you peel peas from their shells in your chair? 

Now, I pry them out. Sat at the table, one bowl of cherries, one of stones. 

What happens: 

two girls lie on the floor and watch the ceiling fan. They touch,  or don’t. Talk, or don’t. A hand trails its memory through the carpet, 

connects to forearm, to hipbone, to hand.  Are you cold? It’s so hot out.

The day hums like cicadas, like a television tube,  like ice cream freezing. Like twenty-years-ago hot, thirty. 

The leaves turn up silver, cloud-coloured,  and the lake shudders. 

What happens 

one year, the summer of you and I at odds, at throats,  summer of we need a fucking air conditioner, summer of 

we know it will only get hotter. Summer of tornado warnings  and warnings blown past, and three a.m. streetnoise

drifting in, and drifting out.  Summer of salt and flesh. 

We stay up all night and then the next day, and the next,  and forget supper because our mouths are full

(of howling, of magic words,  of each other).

What happens: 

the evaporation of everything. In the plague year we lose touch, lose track, lose whole months to fight, or fever, or fatigue. 

We lose some stories, find others. Strata form and are uncovered:  fossilization, and the recherche of fossils. 

        Specimen: hot balcony concrete underfoot, which is also          the granite boulder where the green snake sleeps.

        Specimen: shock of a warm wind blowing its menace          through the amusement park, the wedding tent, the picnic, the funeral. 

        Specimen: an ammonite, endlessly unfurled          into the sharp teeth, the hot breath of time. 

Dawn comes early and tramples us. Helios erodes the day into each day, into those days, into the eternal afternoon—

There is a difference between the days in the street and the days in the park;  

the days in the suburbs, or on a rocky island; the days of smoke and the days of haze;

and the days spent searching the city for a stranger, screaming; and the nights, and all the ways to gasp for breath. 

That which has been unearthed can be remembered;  each epoch, precious, catalogued. 

What happens:

eventually, slow rain. 

[whenyoumeetdeathbeoutofbreath]

That was probably my favourite new Favourite frank show. Felix Hagan nailed it for support, and Frank solo (Journey of Magi!), joined by Felix for the encore and everyone singing The Ballad Of Me And My Friends when the lights had gone up. Just a great night and exactly what I needed ❤️ #streetnoise (at O2 Ritz Manchester)

[tiaculver]

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