tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16177950249439421692024-03-13T12:07:58.730-07:00Beyond The Wychelmnanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-65452840199667287282014-02-03T09:37:00.002-08:002014-02-03T09:40:26.128-08:00The Future Is Not What It Used To BeIn September 2013, my husband and I were lucky enough to attend <a href="http://www.arnolfini.org.uk/whatson/out-of-place-1-salvage-a-hacker-farm-field-trip-with-hacker-farm-ashley-paul-kemper-norton-ix-tab-hugh-metcalfe-and-much-more" target="_blank">Salvage: A Hacker Farm Field Trip</a> in rural Somerset, where we enjoyed live performances by Kemper Norton, Ix Tab and Hacker Farm themselves. As this was a multimedia event, there was also an indoor area where films were shown, and we were gobsmacked by <i>The Future Is Not What It Used To Be</i> (2004; d. Mika Taanila), a profile of Finnish electronic music pioneer Erkki Kureniemmi that includes several excerpts of vintage films scored by Kureniemmi. I've since secured my own copy of the film (thanks to my generous husband, who secretly ordered it for me when we were still abroad), and I have made a few screenshots of some its stunning visuals.<br />
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From <i>Computers at Our Service</i> (1968), directed by Risto Jarva, music by Erkki Kureniemmi<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Footage from the <i>Feel</i> <i>It</i> exhibition, Stockholm, 1968</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Frozen Foods</i> (1969), d. Risto Jarva, music by Kureniemmi</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <i>Electronic Quartet</i> (1968)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <i>Electronic Quartet</i> (1968)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <i>Electronic Quartet</i> (1968)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <i>Sex Show</i> (1971)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <i>Dimi-O</i> (1971)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <i>Dimi Ballet</i> (1971), featuring dancer Riita Vainio<span id="goog_589445360"></span><span id="goog_589445361"></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <i>Dimi Ballet</i> (1971), featuring dancer Riita Vainio</td></tr>
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And from <i>Dimi-S</i> (1972), where participants created music by touching one another:<span id="goog_589445373"></span><span id="goog_589445374"></span><br />
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Beyond the stunning vintage visuals, the film is fascinating look at Kureniemmi's unique ideas and his current lifestyle (in which he documents the minutiae of his daily existence in a stream-of-consciousness digital diary). Recommended viewing!nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-15094150392111142582013-05-14T13:55:00.001-07:002013-05-14T13:58:36.767-07:00Things To Come (1976)Here are a couple of goofy promo photos for a 1976 sci-fi/sexploitation film that I recently found in Austin. It looks so low-budget it almost hurts. Magus Film Group was a San Antonio, Texas outfit (more info about Magus at <a href="http://templeofschlock.blogspot.com/2009/07/gidney-talley-and-son-and-magus-films.html" target="_blank">Temple of Schlock</a>).<br />
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Here's the color poster, via <a href="http://wrongsideoftheart.com/2011/06/things-to-come-1976-usa/" target="_blank">Wrong Side of the Art</a>:<br />
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And an advertisement, care of <a href="http://templeofschlock.blogspot.com/2009/07/gidney-talley-and-son-and-magus-films.html" target="_blank">Temple of Schlock</a> (which gives a clearer indication as to what the film is actually about):<br />
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<br />nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-25898051903666677592013-03-27T09:40:00.000-07:002013-03-27T09:41:17.094-07:00The Cosmic Bicycle (1972)<span id="goog_856953834"></span><span id="goog_856953835"></span><a href="https://vimeo.com/ihatethisfilm/videos" target="_blank">I*HATE*THIS*FILM's Vimeo channel</a> is a source of many wonders. As a fan of collagist <a href="http://www.johncoulthart.com/feuilleton/2010/11/01/wilfried-satty-artist-of-the-occult/" target="_blank">Sätty</a>'s work, I was pretty excited to experience IHTF's most recent upload, The Cosmic Bicycle (1972), with art and design by Sätty and an early electronic score by Parasound, inc. a.k.a. <a href="http://www.johncoulthart.com/feuilleton/2009/04/30/gandharva-by-beaver-krause/" target="_blank" title="beaver & krause">Beaver & Krause</a>.<br />
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<br />The film is available for viewing and download at IHTF's aforementioned Vimeo site:<br />
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<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/62739684" width="500" height="375" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen></iframe> <p><a href="http://vimeo.com/62739684">The cosmic bicycle (1972)</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/ihatethisfilm">I•HATE•THIS•FILM</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>
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I'm drawn to the mix of the sinister and the whimsical (epitomized by the theme that accompanies shots of the bicycle as it makes its cosmic journey).nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-56291746132621601762013-03-27T08:55:00.001-07:002013-03-27T09:49:26.029-07:00Ysbrydion Cymru<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Just a wee pamphlet found in an antique bookshop in St. Andrews, Scotland...<br />
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There's a new mix available at my Mixcloud page. It's been in the works for some time now. It's at least a little bit magic, I think.<br />
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<i>A foggy dock in the early hours of morning. A dark shape begins to emerge from the mire. A sea creature? A human? Or something in between? Is it friend or foe? Can we ever really be sure?
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A mix inspired by the call of the sea, from whence we all originally came. A sea that can sometimes soothe us, sometimes scare us.
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Photo taken in Galveston, Texas, on Christmas Day, 2012.
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<br />A suitably atmospheric vintage photo found in a curio shop in Brighton, May, 2012. My friend Stephen spied it first, but i was more than happy to pluck it from his reject pile after he made his final purchase choices.nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-34733809130329348022012-12-29T17:03:00.001-08:002012-12-29T17:03:04.960-08:00Neither The Sea Nor The SandI recently re-watched <i>Neither the Sea nor the Sand</i>, AKA <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0068996/" target="_blank"><i>The Exorcism of Hugh</i></a> (1972), directed by Fred Burnley and starring Susan Hampshire and Michael Petrovich. Ostensibly a horror film, it's most definitely a curate's egg. But I find it strangely beautiful and quite difficult to forget. And the shots of Jersey's coastline are ruggedly gorgeous. Online reviews almost universally skew toward the negative, but I tend to agree with <a href="http://cinebeats.wordpress.com/2007/10/29/neither-the-sea-nor-the-sand-1972/" target="_blank">this thoughtful write-up at Cine Beats</a>. <br />
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<br />I recently watched <i><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1296899/" target="_blank">Wake Wood</a></i> for the first time, and I was quite struck by the rough-hewn wooden items used by the villagers.<br />
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The rhythm sticks and rattling drums played during the ritualistic processions:<br />
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The fascinating abacuses used for some sort of supernatural consultation:<br />
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And the devices used to control the revenants and ease their transition back to the beyond:<br />
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I enjoyed the tangibility of these seemingly ancient objects imbued with occult power. And I liked that there was no attempt at explanation of how they might work, leaving it to the viewer's imagination.nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-74562553551419923042012-10-24T08:32:00.002-07:002012-12-23T16:09:46.263-08:00Mid- to Late 70s Margaret Drabble Penguin book covers, with photography by Chris Yates<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>A Summer Bird-Cage </i>(1975 reprint) and <i>The Millstone</i> (1977 reprint) are my scans (although I'm aware that they appear elsewhere on the web. <i>The Ice Age</i> (1979 reprint) is via Keir Hardie (<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/scatterkeir/2381729203/" target="_blank">scatterkeir on Flickr</a>) and <i>The Waterfall</i> (exact year of reprint unknown) is via <span id="goog_584849597"></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/">Brickbat Books</a>. <br />
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I think they make a lovely set. If anyone knows of any others in the series, please let me know!nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-6157710566667654462012-09-13T17:59:00.000-07:002012-12-23T16:10:46.671-08:00June Book of Strange Stories 1972<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This turned up in a junk shop in Galveston, Texas, although it seems, originally, to have been the property of a young girl called Iona from Wales.<br />
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The prospect of "strange stories" initially got me pretty excited, but I didn't honestly expect there to be anything penned by, say, Robert Aickman inside the covers. Just girls' comics, a few games, a few fun facts, all with a slight supernatural bent.<br />
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I did quite like this wee feature, though, and I've decided to post it, since it dovetails nicely with the "ancient aliens" theme of my last post:<br />
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And of course I'm a sucker for anything referencing female DJs, too.nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-83218197169197896902012-09-06T19:59:00.001-07:002012-12-23T16:11:13.294-08:00The Suns of Easter IslandSeveral months after <a href="http://moundsandcircles.blogspot.com/2011/09/friday-night-film-suns-of-easter-island.html" target="_blank">this post at Mounds and Circles</a> piqued my interest, I've finally had the chance to watch Pierre Kast's 1972 metaphysical odyssey <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0232671/" target="_blank">The Suns of Easter Island</a>.<br />
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The plot is minimal and the pace is glacial. But the film has that gorgeous 70s patina and atmosphere by the bucketfull, so I was totally on board from the get-go. (And the electronic soundtrack by Bernard Parmegiani is suitably weird and really quite wonderful.) Six individuals who've never before met--one in France, the rest in various locations in South America--experience a series of hallucinatory images and awake from them with a strange, translucent circle fused onto their palms.<br />
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Some of these folks have deep-seated esoteric interests--the narrator, a solar engineer in France, is also a geomancer and practicing magician; Norma, a Brazilian astronomer studies <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aleijadinho" target="_blank">Aleijadinho</a>'s sculptures at Congonhas do Campo in hopes of uncovering their occult meaning; Irenio, an Afro-Brazilian, is a Macumba priest. Through her research, Norma learns that Aleijadinho's sculptures refer to a unique celestial configuration that is only visible once every 500 years from one specific spot on the globe--Easter Island. As luck would have it, the next opportunity for viewing the configuration is just a few short days away, so it's clear to Norma that she must get to Easter Island as soon as possible. The other five individuals (plus one Reichian therapist boyfriend) know they must go, too, but don't seem to know quite why. The hand of fate brings all of them to Santiago, Chile, where they eventually meet and begin their journey to Easter Island to fulfill some grave purpose they don't yet understand.<br />
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A reviewer on IMDB associates Kast's film with the ideas of French ancient astronaut theorist (and science fiction author) Robert Charroux, which were very much in vogue at the time. But despite the discrediting of Charroux's fellow traveler Erich Von Daniken, the ancient astronaut theory lives on. The History Channel's <a href="http://www.history.com/shows/ancient-aliens" target="_blank">Ancient Aliens</a> franchise has a whole new generation asking the question: "What if...it were true?" So even though the film seems dated and new agey, it's not inconceivable that something of its ilk could be made today. Who knows--maybe Nicolas Cage is looking into a remake as we speak.<br />
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There has been much analysis of the symbolic/esoteric meaning of the hexagon, particularly from a sacred geometry perspective, but I personally find it a very powerful image. Even the word "hexagon" seems imbued with a certain power. It must be the "hex" part.<br />
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I have to wonder--could The Suns of Easter Island have been an inspiration for Boards of Canada and the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hexagon_Sun" target="_blank">Hexagon Sun</a> artist collective/studio/secret cult?<br />
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All I know is that I now feel like I've got an image of a hexagon imprinted on my brain. Perhaps I should get one tattooed on my palm?<br />
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<br />nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-34463929344993340082012-08-01T12:25:00.001-07:002012-12-23T16:11:28.603-08:00They found the truth in the flowering tree: "Glastonbury" by People (Deram, 1971)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Glastonbury" by People, included on the compilation <i>Staircase to Nowher</i>e, Volume 12 in Bam Caruso's <i>Rubble</i> series. Per the liner notes on the inner sleeve:<br />
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"People were essentially a squeaky-clean folk group, but something of [Glastonbury's] atmosphere must have touched them for this flipside, where they suddenly sounded so at ease with ley lines and King Arthur."</blockquote>
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A cursory web search has not turned up a way to listen to the A-side, which is entitled "In Ancient Times," presumably a reference to Blake. When I first noticed the writing credit given to "Oliver" I got excited thinking it might be the same fellow who released the 1974 private press classic, <a href="http://www.discogs.com/Oliver-Standing-Stone/release/1890928" target="_blank">Standing Stone</a>. But I doubt it. Seems like both sides of the single would have been appropriate for the London 2012 Olympics Opening Ceremony, though, no? If the powers that be had heard the B-side, they might not have been able to resist those funky breaks.nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-43535414755279142632012-08-01T11:05:00.000-07:002012-12-23T16:12:03.482-08:00I-Spy: Trees<blockquote class="tr_bq">
"Pagans worshipped the trees because wood was a magical substance, feeding the fires that cooked their food, supplying materials to make weapons and construct shelter."-- Rob Young, <i>Electric Eden: Unearthing Britain's Visionary Music</i>.</blockquote>
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I came upon a large number of undated (possibly 1970s) I-Spy books in a charity shop in England in May, but I left with only one: Trees.<br />
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The front cover invites you to enter the grove. But the inside cover beckons further:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"This country is famous for its beautiful trees; just to stand and look at them gives us great pleasure. But how many of us <i>know</i> them and can <i>name</i> them ? This book will help you do that, so you'll enjoy them all the more"</td></tr>
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I've only scanned a few chosen pages, but I quite enjoy the color and layout. And, of course, my blog banner comes from an image that illustrates the Wych Elm entry.<br />
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<br />nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-87530493220134542222012-07-26T16:07:00.002-07:002012-12-23T16:12:29.256-08:00Tony Bastable v John Noakes<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i><b><br />Tony Bastable v John Noakes</b></i><b>.</b> It's the name of a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agLKe6tzN6A" target="_blank">song</a> by my old friends <a href="http://thedentistsweb.com/" target="_blank">The Dentists</a>, from their 1985 LP <a href="http://www.allmusic.com/album/some-people-are-on-the-pitch-they-think-its-all-over-it-is-now-mw0000530937" target="_blank"><i>Some People Are On The Pitch They Think It's All Over It Is Now</i></a>. The title has absolutely nothing to do with the song's lyrics whatsoever (and the album, despite its title, has very little, if anything, to do with football). But it does seem to hint at the eternal question: <b>"<i>Magpie</i> or <i>Blue Peter</i>?"</b><br />
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When I first heard the song in the 80s, I had no idea to what its title referred. I remember bassist Mark Matthews telling me the history behind most of the songs on the album sometime in the late 80s, but if he'd explained the meaning of that title, it probably flew right over my head at the time.<br />
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In later years, through the magic of the Internet (as well as various jaunts through charity shops in the U.K, where I've spied many an annual)., I became aware of the children's show <i>Blue Peter</i> and its one-time competitor, <i>Magpie</i>. I still didn't make the connection with the song title.<br />
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That only happened this past May, when I met up with The Dentists' guitarist Bob Collins in London. Bob explained, of course, that Tony Bastable was one of the earliest <i>Magpie</i> presenters and his <i>Blue Peter</i> counterpart was John Noakes. Bob said he preferred <i>Magpie</i>. It was weirder and more psychedelic, he said. I have absolutely no doubt that I would have preferred it, too.<br />
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The next day I found <i>The Magpie Book of Stories</i> (London: Purnell, 1970) in a junk shop in Islington for £2, amidst a bevy of smelly old annuals. While not technically an annual itself, it's printed on similar pulpy stock, so it too has a trace of that <i>odeur</i> that plagues old annuals, but the illustrations were bright and quite psychedelic, so I bought it and subsequently hauled it throughout the rest of my two-week journey.<br />
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<i>The Magpie Book of Stories</i> compiles short fiction works submitted by young viewers, and supplements them with a few pieces by known authors. When scanning some of the illustrations very recently, I was struck by the haunty subject matter of the stories submitted by the kids. While the I'm not keen on all of the illustrations in the volume, I was drawn to two stories--and their illustrations--in particular. "The Poppy Field" by Jackie Bradnam, aged 13 at the time, tells the story of young Sarah, who, whilst supine in a field of poppies, meets the spirit of a girl who drowned when the sea swallowed her home--the lost city of Atlantis.<br />
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I was also rather taken by the subject matter and illustrations of "The Haunted Valley" by Antony Cavender, aged 15 at the time. A reporter is sent to a rural town to investigate the mysterious deaths of shepherds minding their sheep on a particular hillside and ends up researching local folklore pertaining to witches.<br />
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It's hard for me to imagine something of this ilk being produced in the U.S at the time. It's so essentially British, and that is why I love it. We had <i>Scooby Doo</i> (which I watched religiously) and cheap cash-in paperbacks like <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jl-incrowd/1339302989/" target="_blank">The Partridge Family<i>: The Haunted Hall</i></a> (which I probably still have somewhere), so we knew a thing or two about ghosts and bogeymen. But youthful interest in the mystical/mythical/supernatural--coupled with a connection to the landscape--seems to have run deeper in Britain, as evidenced by stories like these.<br />
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When I bought the book, the man behind the counter asked me, "So did you watch <i>Magpie</i> or <i>Blue Peter</i>?" I'm honest to a fault, so I fessed up to being American, but I know what the answer would/should/could have been.<br />
<br />nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617795024943942169.post-73212032697261502482012-07-26T13:31:00.003-07:002012-12-23T16:13:57.795-08:00Beyond The Wychelm, Beyond The Veil<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am fascinated--and I mean <i>deeply</i> fascinated--by the darker aspects of Britain's ancient past and how it saturates the landscape and bleeds into the present. How it hints at the sinister and unsettling things that may be lurking just beyond the veil of what we call reality. This fascination has been with me since childhood. But I am American, of Eastern European descent. So I can't help it--I feel like an imposter sometimes. It's not my own personal "heritage." And yet I feel deeply connected to it somehow.<br />
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As a little girl in the 70s, I was, in many ways, your garden-variety Anglophile, feeling as if I'd been born a decade or two too late. I was obsessed with post-<i>Rubber Soul</i> Beatles' records, the colorful fashions of 60s swinging London, cute boys with English accents, bright red telephone boxes, etc. But something happened when I saw a picture of Stonehenge, probably in one of the musty old issues of National Geographic magazine that my father kept piled up in the basement. I didn't know what a <i>frisson</i> was back then, but I certainly experienced one. I felt an intense need to go there--to Stonehenge, to <i>Great Britain</i>--as soon as humanly possible, but I wasn't sure why. It was uncanny. I was really starting to get that nagging feeling that I was growing up on the wrong side of the Atlantic Ocean.<br />
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Fast forward to the late 1980s, when I encountered John Michell's "The New View Over Atlantis." Glastonbury, stone circles, ley lines and British folklore became my new passions. I was already a devoted fan of supernatural fiction, having started with the mainstream American authors as a teen, eventually moving on to Lovecraft and, finally, the British masters of the genre. This dovetailed with my other major interests--music and film--where I was always seeking out the underground and the strange.<br />
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I fostered these interests for years and years, and eventually started my near-annual pilgrimages to Britain, but everything <i>really</i> started to gel five or six years ago when I discovered the Ghost Box label and the hauntology "scene" (for lack of a better term). The music, the aesthetic, the influences were so aligned with my own predilections, it startled me. I already loved Broadcast and Boards of Canada (and even had a couple of records by Mount Vernon Arts Lab), but hadn't really thought too much about their influences and inspiration. Now it all made sense.<br />
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I've always expressed my musical taste and interests through my decades-long work as a freeform-format, non-commercial <a href="http://littleyellowshoe.blogspot.com/search/label/radio" target="_blank">radio DJ</a>, but Flickr, Tumblr, Pinterest, etc. have, of late, provided a means to share my more visual preoccupations. I've had <a href="http://littleyellowshoe.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">a catch-all blogspot blog</a> for years, but I haven't yet figured out what I want that to be. So I've specifically started Beyond The Wychelm to explore my pursuit of all things haunty, particularly those of the British variety, from an American perspective.<br />
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I continue to visit the U.K. frequently, and, if you'll pardon the cliche, it always feels like coming home. It certainly feels more like home than my actual home, which is Texas (where I wasn't born but have resided since 1996).<br />
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Maybe I was a Brit in a past life (or alternate universe)? A girl can dream, right?nanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10323956258139916660noreply@blogger.com0