A man-sized mosquito descended on 43rd Street and 7th Avenue amid a warm afternoon. The horrific creature’s presence made me scream. However, my legs, quite inexplicably, could not flee the fearsome scene. Amazing still, I was the only person who noticed the otherworldly invader. So, as a result, I concluded the scenario was a hallucination.
Géza Csáth (1887-1919) by Rhys Hughes For those who speak not a word of Hungarian, which is the majority of the talking world, it may be helpful to point out that the author Géza Csáth is actually pronounced something like: GAYSO CHATTER! It may be helpful, or it may be pompous. He was a genius.
Good morning and welcome to the end. You wake up to a trail of garlic cloves running down your staircase and no one will cop to putting it there. You’re filled with an ineffable sense of dread. You don’t know if the garlic was put in place to keep the vampires out or to ensure
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BIONIC EXOTICA While exotica is fondly remembered as a borderline-novelty post-WW2 pop genre where white people made asses of themselves exploiting indigenous music, it was also an inevitable dialogue between traditions that genuinely inspired sincere converts and cut them free of western assumptions about how music should sound. For every Martin Denny or Les Baxter
It’s a damp, dreary morning in the bloated intestine of post-Gatsby Long Island and I’m motoring down Wellwood Avenue, past boarded-up storefronts, bound for The Botanist, New York’s finest medical marijuana dispensary. CSNY’s “Teach Your Children” is spewing from my tired car radio and I’m smelling things I haven’t smelled in years. The air is
Video games might be a surprising reference point when we’re discussing art, especially since many people struggle to perceive video games as anything other than a silly game for kids, much less a sport in which people can be paid handsomely to compete against opponents around the world. One of the craziest and most original
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