Détournement

12:05 - Guy Debord (1931-1994)

Compilation

Critique de la séparation (1961)

Hurlements en faveur de Sade (1952)

In Girum Imus Nocte Et Consumimur Igni (1978)

Refutation of All Judgments (1975)

Music: Erik Satie - Pianoless Vexations

13:15 - Stardust

And now the purple dusk of twilight time Steals across the meadows of my heart High up in the sky the little stars climb Always reminding me that were apart You wander down the lane and far away Leaving me a song that will not dieLove is now the stardust Of yesterday The music Of the years Gone by Chorus:Sometimes I wonder why I spend The lonely nights Dreaming of a song. The melody haunts my reverie And I am once again with you.When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration. But that was long ago, and now my consolationIs in the stardust of a song. Beside the garden wall, when stars are bright You are in my arms The nightingale tells his fairy taleOf paradise where roses grew.Though I dream in vain, in my heart you will remain My stardust melody The memory of loves refrain.

14:25 - Imagined Film #1

Federico Fellini - "8½" (1963) + Werner Herzog - "Fitzcarraldo" (1982) + Luis Buñuel - "Il fascino discreto della borghesia" (1972)

19:20 - Reid Paley: Revival

© 2000 Reid Paley/The Monkey's Paw

Produced by the legendary Eric Drew Feldman,Revival features the inestimable talents of Mr James Murray on the trap kit, and Mr Robert Lee Oliver on 3-string bass. And Reid Paley on ‘55 Gretsch. Track List: 1. The Anesthetist's Tune, 2. Lucky's Tune, 3. Never Drink Alone, 4. What You Deserve, 5. Sal's Lat Round, 6. This F*cking Town, 7. The Passion of Harry M, 8. A Song for You, 9. A Bang ad a Whimper, 10. Dreamland (http://www.reidpaley.com/01_REID.PALEY.Tunes.html)

Reid Paley Approximate Hellhound' Interview

29th April 2009

H: 15.25

Reid Paley

Approximate Hellhound' Interview

(REID PALEY in Amsterdam

Photo by Sander Lameijer)

REID PALEY TRIO

in Concert

THURSDAY APRIL 30th

@ The Rodeo Bar

375 Third Avenue

at 27th Street, NYC

Years ago Reid Paley and I were neighbors, both struggling but not starving musicians (let me say straight out Reid is a fine cook) in a city called Boston. The band that Reid fronted at the time, The Five, kicked all the other band’s asses. Frankly, Reid has always been a splendid vocalist and writer in this hodgepodge genre mostly called rock music. And Reid is and has always been a smart guy; he turned me on to Mose Allison and Metal Urbaine on the same day for crying out loud. After all that Boston crap Reid disappeared for awhile into his native Brooklyn, although he did keep me on his Christmas card mailing list; to this day I receive a plain white card every December with the words ´It's the most wonderful time of the year` typed on it, I imagine from some the same ancient, greasy typewriter he bangs his lyrics out on. A few years ago Reid came to see me play in Manhattan. He had a 50's hollow-bodied guitar and big old Fender amplifier in tow, and he looked like he was ready to kick my ass again, which he did. We hung out after that and made a record, and then he made another one with Feldman. We've done a bunch of tours together since then, and I always look forward to riding in Reid's car because he still listens to the best records. If you hear Reid Paley I assure you that you will either A) love him, or B) enjoy hating him and then STILL end up loving him eventually because he is, as I say, a splendid vocalist and writer. What? You want some kind of description of the artist and his music? Just fucking listen to the guy and enjoy his prowess.

Frank Black, Los Angeles for xxs records