Andrew Earles

The past is fiction! SXSW never existed! SXSW as the perpetually-pissed-and-bitter (and elderly) father in a nursing home: “I don’t have a son!”

Posted in Uncategorized by Andrew Earles on May 27, 2010

When the editor of Ray Gun magazine left me a voicemail asking, “How would you like to cover a music festival in Austin, TX, at the end of…[message cuts off]“….I took my time deciding whether or not I wanted to revisit the red-eyed insanity of a year prior, when I sat on my couch in pajama pants (displaying slices of pizza) for 21 straight days and wrote the 12,000-word Vice’s Guide to Festivals or The Vice Festival Guide or whatever it was called (anyone want to send me a copy?).

So I’m in Austin and it seems that SXSW has really changed. 3 months must be an eternity in festival years!

So, I’m at this.

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Random dream/real-life content….

Posted in Uncategorized by Andrew Earles on May 18, 2010

REFLEX RECORDS DISCOGRAPHY 1981 to 1985 (+2008)

REFLEX A     Husker Du  “Statues” / “Amusement”  1981 (1981 – 7” single)        

REFLEX B       v/a Barefoot and Pregnant (1982 – cassette compilation)

REFLEX C       v/a Kitten (1982 – cassette compilation)

REFLEX D       Husker Du Everything Falls Apart (1983 – 12” LP)

REFLEX E        Rifle Sport Voice of Reason (1983 – 12” LP)

REFLEX F         Man Sized Action Claustrophobia (1983 – 12” LP)

REFLEX G        Final Conlict s/t  (1983 – 7” 4-song EP)

REFLEX H        Otto’s Chemical Lounge s/t (1983 – 7” 4-song EP)

REFLEX I        Ground Zero s/t (1984 – 12” LP)

REFLEX J        Articles of Faith Give Thanks (1984 – 12” LP)

REFLEX K       Man Sized Action Five-Story Garage (1984 – 12” LP)

REFLEX L       Ground Zero Pink (1985 – 12” LP)

REFLEX M      Minutemen Tour Spiel (1985 – 7” 4-song EP)

REFLEX (no catalog letter) Husker Du Live Featuring J.C. (2008 – 3-song CD EP)

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The Most Intense Pop Song Ever!

Posted in Uncategorized by Andrew Earles on May 15, 2010

Boris “When We Is Thrown Away”

Notice the transformation into a better pop song following the 4:30 mark…her vocals “oo0…oooo…..oooo!!” along with the guitar…this is what matters.

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MY HANDS!!!!! MY FOREHEAD!!!!!

Posted in Uncategorized by Andrew Earles on May 14, 2010

Lately, I’ve actually been so busy with book work that I oh-so-stupidly regard sleep as a hindrance. If I can run on fumes, use the one eye that’s not forcing itself to close, and avoid awakening to the sound and impact of my head against the keyboard, gasping for air, heart threatening to explode, eyes finally focusing from near-blind double-vision to normal, only to process what’s on the computer screen…

“In the mid-to-late-80’s, the business of reissues had yet to establish itself as anything resembling a viable industry. Most “reissues” were unauthorized represses of 60’s garage and psych rarities, with little, if any, concern for packaging or liner notes, both of which are packaging aspects that define the current reissue movement. Until the mid-90’s, when reissue-only labels started to gain a foothold, reissues were simply represses devoid of any promotional fanfare. When SST repressed Zen Arcade on colored vinyl, or the “Eight Miles High” and “Makes No Sense At All” 7″s on a single marble-colored 10″ record, they simply turned up in the racks with a “colored vinyl” sticker on the shrink-wrap. Rhino Handmade it wasn’t. But ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd

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My face and forehead feel wrong. I go to the mirror and notice a 1″ x .5″ indention in my forehead. It doesn’t match any pattern on the keyboard/laptop. The skin appears to have been dried very quickly and little flakes fall into the sink, revealing a darker, tender area underneath. It would be a bruise if it wasn’t concave. I sit back down and it hits me (not literally)….the corner of my ashtray (1). That explains the dark patches of ash found elsewhere on my face. That’s where I am at 6:30 in the morning. Passed out; face-down in an ashtray. The corner is a perfect fit for my forehead dent.

My HANDS!!!

On the rare occasion that I do nab over 4 hours of sleep (my body’s decision, not mine), I always wake up with my chronic hand/wrist pain “turned-up-with-the-f**kin’-knob-ripped-off” (to quote an old Memphis classic rock station ad slogan). Same place on both hands…..and it dissipates as I wake, but I do not have full use of my thumbs and appear to have calcium deposits – painful ones – on the inner ball of each wrist (same place). There is a small amount of swelling; the cold aggravates it, and I bend my thumbs a certain way several times throughout the day (or try to carry something in a manner not unlike normal people carry things) and the pain can be so intense that I scream or yell out uncontrollably. Top of my thumbs, top of hands behind index fingers, and the aforementioned wrist areas. What do I have? Is it C.T.? It started in one hand and has now spread equally to both. Help.

 

 

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