This was a playlist constructed from a bunch of the favorite Plastic Passions songs (the precursor to Record Hospital-- it was around until 1983); it ended up being slightly different when we played it on air (and entailed some announcing), but here's how it was originally conceived...
The Cure- "Plastic Passion" (Boys Don't Cry, 1979)
Modern Lovers- "Roadrunner" (s/t LP, 1976)
Pointed Sticks- "Out of Luck" (Out of Luck EP, 1979)
The Rude Kids- "We Got Polar Bears on Our Streets" (Safe Society LP, 1979)
Wipers- "Is This Real?" (Is This Real? LP, 1980)
Avengers- "The American in Me" (s/t EP, 1979)
London Zoo- "Receiving End" (s/t 7", 1979)
Satans Rats- "You Make Me Sick" (You Make Me Sick 7", 1978)
Mission of Burma- "That's How I Escaped My Certain Fate" (Vs. LP, 1982)
Clock DVA- "4 Hours" (Thirst LP, 1981)
The Del Fuegos- "I Always Call Her Back" (I Can't Sleep 7", 1982)
Urinals- "Ack Ack Ack Ack" (I'm a Bug EP, 1979)
Toxin III- "I Rock I Ran" (Iraq. Iran. (Again) LP, 1982)
The Dicks- "Hate the Police" (Hate the Police 7", 1980)
D.O.A.- "The Prisoner" (Something Better Change LP, 1980)
Rudimentary Peni- "Farce" (Farce EP, 1981)
Dead Kennedys- "Kill the Poor" (Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables LP, 1980)
Black Flag- "Rise Above" (Damaged LP, 1981)
Negative Approach- "Nothing" (s/t EP, 1982)
Minor Threat- "Out of Step (With the World)" (Out of Step LP, 1983)
DYS- "More Than Fashion" (Brotherhood LP, 1983)
Plastic Passions
Monday, December 7, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Four Variations on a Theme
1.
2. WHAT I FEEL, Lydia Davis
"These days I try to tell myself that what I feel is not very important. I've read this in several books now: that what I feel is important but not the center of everything. Maybe I do believe this, but not enough to act on it. I would like to believe it more deeply.
What a relief that would be. I wouldn't have to think about what I felt all the time, and try to control it, with all its complications and all its consequences. I wouldn't have to try to feel better all the time. In fact, if I didn't believe what I felt was so important, I probably wouldn't even feel so bad, and it wouldn't be so hard to feel better. I wouldn't have to say, Oh I feel so awful, this is like the end for me here, in this dark living-room late at night, with the dark street outside under the streetlamps, I am so very alone, everyone else in the house asleep, there is no comfort anywhere, just me alone down here, I will never calm myself enough to sleep, never sleep, never be able to go on to the next day, I can't possibly go on, I can't live, even through the next minute.
If I didn't believe what I felt was the center of everything, then it wouldn't be the center of everything, but just something off to the side, one of many things, and I would be able to see and pay attention to those other things that are equally important, and in this way I would have some relief.
But it is curious how you can believe an idea is absolutely true and correct and yet not believe it deeply enough to act on it. So I still act as though my feelings were the center of everything, and they still cause me to end up alone by the living-room window late at night. What is different now is that I have this idea: I have the idea that soon I will no longer believe that my feelings are the center of everything. This is a comfort to me, because if you despair of going on, but at the same time tell yourself that what you feel may not be very important, then either you may no longer despair of going on, or you may still despair of going on but not quite believe it anymore."
3. Excerpt from "THE QUEST TO BE FRIENDS WITH EVERYONE" in PROOF I EXIST ZINE, Issue #10
"There are so many people in the world, more and more all the time. And each of us has a tendency to imagine our own lives as being the main story. But I try to imagine myself as a special guest, or a secondary plot line, and think of everyone ELSE as being lead characters...
I try to be a worthy supporting character to whatever plot line they are working through. Not many people keep journals these days, but some weirdos (like me) still do. I value every interaction I have, and in the off chance that the person I'm dealing with keeps a journal, I want them to consider adding me to it. Is that strange and creepy?
Probably. Fuck it though. THere are no small people, no small stories. We are all humans! We are all related, we are all of the same energy. One infinite spider web of connections. It's that whole Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon."
4. Download.
psychedelic horseshit - out of control, no. 36
reports - at trailers
caethua - if the river dries up
stereo total - relax, baby be cool
vitor hublot - aller simple
young marble giants - searching for mr right
that ghost - friends in quotations
pens - high in the cinema
the marked men - fix my brain
ok? - earthseed
the thermals - back to grey
best friends forever - I think it would be great
the coathangers - don't touch my shit!
the men - ailment
magic people - fanciful man
foreign objects - fable
the diamond sea - heavy skies
the scissor girls - ambulatory
james chance & the contortions - I can't stand myself
bubblegum octopus - let it snow! (note: merry christmas!)
2. WHAT I FEEL, Lydia Davis
"These days I try to tell myself that what I feel is not very important. I've read this in several books now: that what I feel is important but not the center of everything. Maybe I do believe this, but not enough to act on it. I would like to believe it more deeply.
What a relief that would be. I wouldn't have to think about what I felt all the time, and try to control it, with all its complications and all its consequences. I wouldn't have to try to feel better all the time. In fact, if I didn't believe what I felt was so important, I probably wouldn't even feel so bad, and it wouldn't be so hard to feel better. I wouldn't have to say, Oh I feel so awful, this is like the end for me here, in this dark living-room late at night, with the dark street outside under the streetlamps, I am so very alone, everyone else in the house asleep, there is no comfort anywhere, just me alone down here, I will never calm myself enough to sleep, never sleep, never be able to go on to the next day, I can't possibly go on, I can't live, even through the next minute.
If I didn't believe what I felt was the center of everything, then it wouldn't be the center of everything, but just something off to the side, one of many things, and I would be able to see and pay attention to those other things that are equally important, and in this way I would have some relief.
But it is curious how you can believe an idea is absolutely true and correct and yet not believe it deeply enough to act on it. So I still act as though my feelings were the center of everything, and they still cause me to end up alone by the living-room window late at night. What is different now is that I have this idea: I have the idea that soon I will no longer believe that my feelings are the center of everything. This is a comfort to me, because if you despair of going on, but at the same time tell yourself that what you feel may not be very important, then either you may no longer despair of going on, or you may still despair of going on but not quite believe it anymore."
3. Excerpt from "THE QUEST TO BE FRIENDS WITH EVERYONE" in PROOF I EXIST ZINE, Issue #10
"There are so many people in the world, more and more all the time. And each of us has a tendency to imagine our own lives as being the main story. But I try to imagine myself as a special guest, or a secondary plot line, and think of everyone ELSE as being lead characters...
I try to be a worthy supporting character to whatever plot line they are working through. Not many people keep journals these days, but some weirdos (like me) still do. I value every interaction I have, and in the off chance that the person I'm dealing with keeps a journal, I want them to consider adding me to it. Is that strange and creepy?
Probably. Fuck it though. THere are no small people, no small stories. We are all humans! We are all related, we are all of the same energy. One infinite spider web of connections. It's that whole Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon."
4. Download.
psychedelic horseshit - out of control, no. 36
reports - at trailers
caethua - if the river dries up
stereo total - relax, baby be cool
vitor hublot - aller simple
young marble giants - searching for mr right
that ghost - friends in quotations
pens - high in the cinema
the marked men - fix my brain
ok? - earthseed
the thermals - back to grey
best friends forever - I think it would be great
the coathangers - don't touch my shit!
the men - ailment
magic people - fanciful man
foreign objects - fable
the diamond sea - heavy skies
the scissor girls - ambulatory
james chance & the contortions - I can't stand myself
bubblegum octopus - let it snow! (note: merry christmas!)
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