“Do you boogie a lot?… You don’t boogie?… Just a tiny bit? Just a little bit?… Never?!” Barely audible over the grating squeals of a locked-in keyboardist dominating the band’s groovy rhythm, Tim Curry attempts to wrangle a listless German audience member into some light audience participation. Rebuffed by this “very cold person,” as he … Continue reading
Can you listen to ear torturer/noise master Glenn Branca’s auditory assault “Symphony no. 13 (Hallucination City) for 100 Guitars” without macabrely dwelling on the horrors of 9/11 and, well, everything that came after? I know I couldn’t when attending the experimental symphony on a whim last Friday at Lincoln Center’s David Geffen Hall. The concert, … Continue reading
Hot diggity dawg…it’s that time of year again, Filthy Dreamers! That’s right: stop doomscrolling, get off the couch, dust off those Pride flags, straighten out the leggings, thaw the frozen sausage links, grab the loudest, most jarring tee, do a backflip, ice your back, streeetch, grab those weights, smash them against your face, remove those sausage … Continue reading
I cried in disbelief listening to Madonna’s “I Feel So Free.” Not at first. When I initially sampled the rip of the old-school radio (yes, radio!) premiere of the first track from her upcoming album Confessions II, “I Feel So Free” came off to me as generic gay bar fare, perfect for a Hell’s Kitchen … Continue reading
An idiotic U.S. president launches a disastrous, poorly considered, escalating war in the Middle East that neocon sickos have been dreaming about since 1996’s Clean Break memo got Bibi Netanyahu all hot and bothered for Greater Israel. The United States’ hubris, short-sighted stupidity, and limitless taste for con artistry plunge the entire globe into economic … Continue reading
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