Sure, you know what's cool. But do you know what's really fuckin' FAR OUT? That's where Advanced Demonology comes in. Every week, (K)en and (S)wilson trudge through the murky waters of the pop culture hellscape, dredging up sparkly morsels of wonder. These are the results of our latest foray into the world of the weird, our wildest, wiggest-out picks of the week. Call it our 13 Point Program.
13. Christina Sinatra's icy gaze. You don't get a stare like this without being privy to some heavy shit, man. Holy smokes. What a bad-ass! (K)
12. Camel "self titled 1973" - Prog rock borders on and often crosses over to annoying and senseless. Camel daringly walks that line with trapeze like grace. With no song over seven minutes, a feat by any prog standards, these guys keep ya focused on the song. Cool organ and mellow vocals. I'm into mellow vocals this week. (S)
11. Rumer - Seasons of My Soul
So this record has been out in the UK and in Europe since 2010, where it sold bucketloads and is therefore old news to most of the world. However, it was only released in the US a few weeks ago. Are we third-world already? Anyway, fantastic soft-pop record, Burt Bacharach-ish tunes with Rumer's Claudine Longet/Marilyn McCoo-ish warble drifting lazily on top. Supersoft! (K)
10. Ghost "Opus Eponymous" - Basically Mercyful Fate meets Blue Oyster Cult. Every catchy song about Satan! Heavy guitars with Mellow vocals (really hip this week). The lead singer dresses like the pope in corpse paint and the band is in Tombs Of The Blind Dead monk robes. A bunch of old tricks organized in a cool way. (S)
Great album from '08 full of warm, woodsy Americana/freak-folk. The twist? They're Swedish. But, you know, they know about America. They've watched TV. Bonus: It's pay-what-you-want. You're paying in Euros, though. Keep that in mind. The American dollar ain't what it used to be. (K)
8. Westwood Village Memorial Park Cemetery - One of the best places to see dead celebrities. It's a very small cemetery and the list of stars is really long. Marilyn Monroe, Eddie Albert, James Coburn, Billy Wilder, Bob Crane, Bettie Page, Rodney Dangerfield, Frank Zappa, the list goes on and on. Spent two hours there and couldn't see 'am all. Dorothy Stratten (Star '80) is there and it was her birthday day I was there. (S)
This film addresses my biggest problem with bigfoot movies: most of 'em don't have enough boobs. This one does. It's got so many boobs you forget that Bigfoot's even in it. And then he shows up, and the party gets even crazier. (K)
6. The Virgin Spring - A great place to start with Bergman. Last House On the Left is a faithful remake of this movie. This is really heavy creepy stuff for 1960 and Max Von Sydow is incredible when he finally goes on his viking flashback revenge killing. (S)
Gauzy Seattle space-rock, half breezy cosmic-ambience, have Giallo-flick murder-groove. Ritual is a two-song cassette release, each track taking it's syrupy sweet time to hypnotize you into a druggy trance for jabbing you with some outta-nowhere spookhouse sounds every so often. This is my new elevator muzak. Now all I need is an elevator. (K)
4. A House On Fire: the Rise and Fall Of Philadelphia Soul by John A Jackson - Philly's greatest contribution to american culture is not the cheese steak. It's 70's soul. It's a distinctly smooth and danceable groove that paved the way clear for disco. Here's the story of Kenny Gamble, Leon Huff and Thom Bell who headed Philadelphia International Records. It's a wild ride from rags to riches and than rags again. It will compel you to keep the soul hits spinning while you going through this book and your house will be just a little bit groovier for it. (S)
Pretty awesome space-streaking shoegaze jams. Great for couch-bound astronauts. (K)
2. Dorothy Stratten - I saw her grave the other day and she's really too young to be a Hippie Death Goddess, So I'm including her here. Re-Watched Star '80 (Eric Roberts is a tour de force) and drove around to try to find the house where she was murdered (That's the kind of thing Lady Swilson and I do on a Sunday). What a bummer. R.I.P Dorothy. (S)
1. Fatma Girik
Turkish belly dancer turned actress turned mayor! That biographical arc should happen more often. Anyway,I like everything about her. I have no idea what's going on in any of her movies, but, you know, I dig the cut of her jib nonetheless. (K)
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