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supa_frizz by Quint Baker
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Some of you may find this article a little unseemly. Some of you may find it hard to accept my jarring writing style. But I think I flow in all that's down with masses. Have you heard of the term "New Weird America"? If so, have you encoutered it's spirit? Above I have marked a catalogue outlining some of it's potential and it does so in a rather slick or pizazzy way. Now New Weird America does not always deliver in such a commercially viable manner as we will see with the artist that am urged and about to present to you. How are you handling my snarled syntax? Or are you "getting off" on the engagingness of this whole thing? You know some people don't like an article or any form of presentation (such as a movie or a song) to trail about. But I love it. I love feeling like I don't know where I am about to go. I love work that is disjointed and prefer an album of music to be more like a rock opera more than any thing else, with bullets of entertainments shooting from every which way. Now what do you call when a person has the tendency to waffle or ramble in their creative writing? I have attempted a google search on the matter but sadly I am loathed to say the word "autism" comes up. But surely we are not so quick to pigeon hole "people"? What is it when a young man has amplified feelings about words especially written words or words in handwriting appreciating intensly the aesthetic ambience of such form? Or experimental and unconventional use of language more attuned to collage? Again I am loathed to once again refer to madness and such labels and I am perhaps loathed because it somewhat casts "art cooties" over an individual. But should this be so? And... Actually these "art cooties" can be of an advantage, since there is already a strong underground culture built on unpopularity, perhaps caught on by and in the wake of the onslaught of the multinational companies forcing us (or manipulating us, which ever you prefer) to like what they want us to like by constantly forcing it into our faces or ears using the power of advertising of which platforms these companies own. Oops I got dark and dissillusioning. But how else do describe what so many feel in their hearts?

Have you heard of "Horrigin Shows"? I doubt it, since it is said that he was an artist who many years ago sought seclusion in the Arizona desert. But while his time he failed to endure and wound up going mad. Now before you go assuming that this article is some form of pop culture necromancy. Horrigin Shows is today alive and well recovered and working part time in a vegan sandwich shop in Los Angelies. Had you going there didn't I. Well the great Mr Horrigin Shows is not anything close to the new form of New Weird America and it's swalve commercialism, no, Horrigin Shows produces visual (and for that matter audible) work that is how do you describe the mouldy muskyness of a hoarders house? How do you describe a pile of paper in the corner of an abandoned dwelling that has been rained on and the old carpet is rotting below it's limp damp texture? And what is this feeling when on some sunny day you pop off to the internet coffee shop beneath the summer maples lining the pavement. Combine these elements and walk into a familiar and yet very strange somewhat demented miniture and poppy sketched world.

In his own words: " i'm freaked out by existence, and these are fossils of my on going shock. i am fortunate to endure the inconceivably jarring shock of being, approximately, a strange never returning place or crevasse of odd fleshy motion. here. the varied infantilism of my multicellular sense organs is healthily being fed infinitely unexpected and uncontrollable existence. i am variously stunned by my and any existence -- by this extensively sudden diversity of multiplicity, by this boundless and asymmetrical perpetua going on totally out of no where, by my freakishly open, grotesquely moving, and unwitnessed occupancy of obscurity, by my alien and unshared portion of non-non existence, and by its equally unprecedented neighbor, non existence........i was just standing in the shower, unsure how to face forward.... everything is already too much strange depth and diversity to be one thing...., and my jumble of multicellular, infantile senses grows intense shock at this boundless dynamic... edgar allen poe wrote a story about losing one's breath.... i think this describes the apprehension of the absolute oddity of existence (next to non existence) -- the body and its surroundings are utterly strange and remote, incoherently diverse, unexpected, and unrepeatable.... the organs are startled and the lungs invert as the sheer weirdness of infinitude overcomes the normalcy-bound breather,.................................. there is no outcome, just the seizuring change of shock, of the out of nowhere motions of anything............Horrigin Shows


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Monkey
4 articles & 201 comments since 14 Jan 2010

I sorry, I am unable to read this- it's not you, it's me.

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Quint Baker
29 articles & 724 comments since 20 Jul 2009
Hows eye contact treating yas? Had enough yet? Traitors....
Madgie
43 comments since 2 Jul 2010

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Quint Baker
29 articles & 724 comments since 20 Jul 2009
Why is underground uber indie SO ignored? When will people love the alternative again?
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Quint Baker
29 articles & 724 comments since 20 Jul 2009
I am like the Court Jester, no wait Krusty yeah
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Quint Baker
29 articles & 724 comments since 20 Jul 2009
supa_frizz
Quint Baker
29 articles & 724 comments since 20 Jul 2009

Horrigin returns here: http://www.myspace.com/paleodd

""""""the location of my organs is unnerving""""" "i am fortunate to endure the inconceivably jarring shock of being a strange never returning place""".....displace is jarred by its infinite neighborhood and by the sheer oddity of a neighborhood neighboring nothing, meaning there is no Nothing neighboring this jumbly, eternally ephemeral neighborhood... ...... the visual and verbal/auditory qualities of language/text is inseparable from adjacent aspects of visual, verbal/auditory oscillation-material... (here oscillation means flipping between non bodily and bodily externalities, assuming everything is external and there is no returning or still boundary)..... my body is a passing place of funny-flips, occupying unfathomably unshared yet inseparable 'space-motion'...... this occupation continually blows my mind....

nonrepeatable, non-galactic adjacence during this diversely spinning (diversity not bound by a common pattern) out-of-nowhere-shredding... athletic disorientation (bottomless sky, rock-roof, spinzling cliff planet, sight and sound in my skull, skull on stilts, oddity of formz/motionz/locationz/at allz, what-have-i-been-doing-ever echoes, ultimate absurdity, incoherent reality next to nothing without a Nothing to bind these misfit conditions, etc), boundless migration, noise of shredding out of nowhere, dracula dog, psycho dog, health

examples of flippancy: this neighborhood of niches where humanoid brains are guided by moral education, signs and construction is readily flipped along various multitudes of axes... for instance, instead of seeing indefinitely forward and 'normal sized' 'projected' syle, i let my vision flip into my skull... instead of assuming the luminous field is beyond myy body, i let the pixilated veil of brain vision be among my ectoplasmic organelles, plus i let it oscillate between 'right side up', 'upside down' (clinging tot he roof of deep space), and sidelong (spinning cliff planet)... the extra flippant oomph is vaguely dreamish material twisting away from the visual veil... it involves letting the infantile veil be at the front of an upside down, noisily new and incoherent landscape among landscapes, instead of being a forward facing indefinitely reaching window... this flip is trrippy... during this oscillation, my mental mapping/imagination brain infantilism is utilized to 'see' the airy upside down strata of alien grassland/densityexchange 'behind' my forward facing sense-arm/headnozzle..... it opens up new, healthy, serenely trippy feelings all the time to oscillate this way.... i also flip over to my unseen, multicellular senses while maintaining this visual flippancy, permitting a new Camp Unutterably Absurd Statue in motion -- a body that is all external yet never projects, and which traverses the most shocking landscape of unfathomably rare and out of nowhere exchange...."


 

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