The Military Industrial Complex is Sucking the Living Blood from this Nation:A Psychedelic Lightshow
July 4th, 2007, 12:01 to 1:01 am
Machine Project, LA.
With Karl Erikson and Steve Anderson.
July 4th, 2007, 12:01 to 1:01 am
Machine Project, LA.
With Karl Erikson and Steve Anderson.
Our second Fourth of July Lightshow at Machine (#1 "the Fourth of Doom was held in 2005).
Mark and Michelle helped us build scaffold to operate the wheels of psychedelic steel from
The music was live- musicians were hiding behind the screen that we projected upon. Musicians included Chris Colthart (of the Faraway Places), Robin Sukhadia (with an amazing tabla-vandana shiva rant loop), Christian Cummings (on the saw), Jason Browne (theramin) and more.
We showered the audience with bouncing balls and leaflets with the names of LA area war Bloodsuckers (Raytheon, Vinnell Corp, Titan Corp, Tetra Tech, Parsons, GE, Flour Corp, Earth Tech, DynCorp.)
Some Echoparkian wrote this beautiful blog post (at now defunct Lacritika.blogspot.com) about the show. It's my favorite review to date...
Mark and Michelle helped us build scaffold to operate the wheels of psychedelic steel from
The music was live- musicians were hiding behind the screen that we projected upon. Musicians included Chris Colthart (of the Faraway Places), Robin Sukhadia (with an amazing tabla-vandana shiva rant loop), Christian Cummings (on the saw), Jason Browne (theramin) and more. We showered the audience with bouncing balls and leaflets with the names of LA area war Bloodsuckers (Raytheon, Vinnell Corp, Titan Corp, Tetra Tech, Parsons, GE, Flour Corp, Earth Tech, DynCorp.)Some Echoparkian wrote this beautiful blog post (at now defunct Lacritika.blogspot.com) about the show. It's my favorite review to date...
We walked up Sunset last night to check out this Machine Project Light Show. Midnight on a Tuesday, gathered outside the door of the gallery with about 45 other 25-45 year-old childless creatives (we just learned that this is what marketers and demographers call us). We crowded into this tiny gallery space, sat on the floor, and listened to bands play behind a sheet onto which oil and water pyschedelia was projected. They handed out beers and passed perfectly rolled joints and at one point someone yelled "the cops are here!" and I realized that I was experiencing some kind of post-high school nirvana.
An hour long abstract light show about the military-industrial complex leaves a lot of time for one's mind to wander. Sitting in this hot-boxed room, I felt so happy to be who we are. I think everyone feels pretty strange most of the time; different from their friends and unsure about why they do the things they do. I know I feel pretty strange most of the time, different from my friends, and unsure about why I make the choices I make. But last night I realized that I'm someone who loves cities and light shows and beer from cans and sitting on the floor and leaning against Mike and being out at 1:35 a.m. on a Tuesday. This is more clarity than I've had in a long time and I drank it up.
An hour long abstract light show about the military-industrial complex leaves a lot of time for one's mind to wander. Sitting in this hot-boxed room, I felt so happy to be who we are. I think everyone feels pretty strange most of the time; different from their friends and unsure about why they do the things they do. I know I feel pretty strange most of the time, different from my friends, and unsure about why I make the choices I make. But last night I realized that I'm someone who loves cities and light shows and beer from cans and sitting on the floor and leaning against Mike and being out at 1:35 a.m. on a Tuesday. This is more clarity than I've had in a long time and I drank it up.