Lick on my clit! Make this pussy cream! Do this motherfucker how you do them Russian creams… These deliriously depraved opening lines, whispered close to my ear by Xiu Xiu’s Jamie Stewart over halfway through their new cover album, Xiu Mutha Fuckin’ Xiu: Vol. 1, released today by Polyvinyl Records, made me stop short mid-run. … Continue reading
Hark! Who goes there! Is that you, ghost of Christmas shopping mall past? Stepping out of the fluorescent glow of a shopping mall department store, Filthy Dreams’ Muzak Wish List Music Playlist has at long last crashed into the season like a Macy’s shopping bag full of discounted sweaters and gift wrap. Who says nostalgia … Continue reading
Gooble-ooble-gooble! *sniffs around spice rack* kee-yuk, kee-yuk..? YELP YELP!! CUCK!! AAAAAAAAAAAHH!! Hark! Something spicy lingers in the air. Why, it must be Thanksgiving, which means that it is time for yet another edition of our Filthy Dreams’ Thanksgiving music playlist! As Sylvester sings, happy days are here again! This year’s playlist revolves–like that … Continue reading
Every great album should come with a jumpscare. A moment that makes you stumble a little on a run, stop short on a walk, and jerk your head up when blasting it at home. On Anna von Hausswolff’s phenomenal new album ICONOCLASTS, that jumpscare comes in the form of Iggy Pop’s craggy, trembling bellow, loudly … Continue reading
Tinkling, angelic bells ushered in the most mournful rendition of the Lady in the Radiator’s ascension anthem, “In Heaven,” I’ve ever heard, like a warbling hymn sung at a gravesite scented with night-blooming jasmine. At the conclusion of Xiu Xiu’s live interpretation of Eraserhead’s minimalist whooshing score, performed last week at Brooklyn’s Elsewhere, Jamie Stewart’s … Continue reading
Peek-a-BOO!! **AAAAAAAAHH!!** Apologies for the lack of trigger warning, Filthy Fiends! Anyways, now that we have your attention, it’s so nice of you to join…even if it was a real SCREAM of an effort! Welcome yet again to another funhouse mirror season of despair, of disaster, of disappointment, of discouragement…of the Filthy Dreams’ HALLOWREEN music … Continue reading
Is white lipstick the trashiest shade of lip color? Despite continually mulling over what belongs in the oozing dumpster of the trash aesthetic, I never really thought about it until the elongated scream of “Whiiiiiiiiiiiii-te lipstick!” that kickstarts the sonic tribute to this pasty lip on Hunx and His Punx’s new album Walk Out on … Continue reading
There is a tornado at the heart of Ethel Cain’s new album, Willoughby Tucker, I’ll Always Love You, a storm of such Southern Gothic biblical proportions that it rivals the foreboding flood that heralds the foretold birth of Elvis and his dead twin on Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds’ “Tupelo.” The tempest rolls in slowly … Continue reading
In her piece on the The Catacombs, the 1970s San Francisco-based fistfucking club, Gayle Rubin provided a “music of the baths” playlist that was curated for its S/M loving patrons: “the party tapes relied primarily on disco and electronic space music, although there were also rock, soul, funk, and other genres.” Such spacey songs included … Continue reading
If I had to pick the absolute perfect song, tied up with a gun to my head, I’d be hard-pressed to come up with one better than Q Lazzarus’s “Goodbye Horses.” That sparse, sultry beat that slowly emerges as if from the clouds, combined with a strange, sci-fi keyboard do-dooing that somehow comes off as … Continue reading