solid gold punk rock

As I sit here in my basement room listening to Portland punk paramours Tiny Knives practice, (well, try to tune out with headphones...It is practice after all!) I reflect on all the great punk music i've been lucky to listen to and experience at house shows across the northwest this last week.Let's reflect. You may be thinking "Hmm... letters with mixtapes? What the punk? Who is this girl taking over the blog?" Yeah, my name is Danielle Warhola and I run another blog, Resume Of Charm where most of this stuff is going to be crossposted.

Sunday, we had a great basement blowout with pasta salad, a huge white strawberry whipped cream cake and an apple pie the size of a pillow. We also had Shark Pact, Members of Hail Seizures' Keyboard and drum outfit play, suitable for dancing or "shaking your butt" and bringing thoughtfully penned songs about harm reduction, service industry work, cities and wilderness. I have no clue if there is a way to obtain their 2010 tape album "Ditches" aside from a show but an address to contact them at is PO Box 913 Olympia, WA 98507

They are on Tour with the Hail Seizures, and the tour dates for that can be found here.

Two days later at the well loved portland house fucketts, was a total gem of a show - Sleep Spindle, Agatha, My Parade and Diver . Let's start there. All people of colour, all political butt shaking for everyone involved. Mathy post rock drumming, power vocals, and pitchy keyboard organ sounds. Check out their Album here.

Agatha. Palatably poppy queer hardcore (that is saying a lot, because I am fucking sick of hardcore until further notice!) with incensed lyrics from a powerful frontperson (plus sick group vocs), dreaming up the drive for actual change in a kierarchal world and assessing identity. Listen to + order their EP at Rumbletowne records. (Rumbletown also has other quality bands Doomhawk, lightnin' round, Shorebirds, and Hooky that remind me of some of the greatest shows I ever experienced living in seattle. Being 19 was really, really exciting.)

They played with Sleep Spindle, Portland all girl goodness. I don't know if they have internet contact.

In the process of writing this post, I plugged the speakers into my bedroom for the first time in a year - going to go through the rumbletowne records backcatalog, turn it up and get nostalgic. Enjoy.

HELL YEAH PORTLAND!

The city of portland is now officially rocking trans inclusive healthcare on a unanimous vote.

RAD

Zine lovespell

I received Nathan Carter's "Will you marry me?" single page folded treasure at zine symposium 2008, while in the midst of a golden lovespell with a beautiful towheaded colt with a crack in his head, where the happiness could seep out if it all became too much. These adorable letters, wondrous drawings and entries from a life were held very precious to us, and we mimicked the style for our own zine "you are very deer to me". Nathan has lots of beautiful books available on his etsy. Where this story climaxes; Nathan also makes lushly layered piano and banjo music, under the name Purrbot. Take a listen to this single "Share the good"!

fiercely golden

There are places people built that will make one of their own blush, shed tears down fleshy mountain spurs protecting the castles of human lip, the most royal of the features and smile sheepishly out of windows, hoping to meet another kind beast receptive to

this location based songbirding. There are damp bedrooms where girls lay laden in crystals created in torrid plastic mines desperately and dreaming and holding so, so safe. There are places between the home and this place where sister Socrates sneaks around in tight summer plumage to drink down nectar, random and abandoned and moving seventy-five mile long steps. Safe with strangers, so safe. There is water of three sides, against windows but not pouring in- fresh, salt or of the famous low hope slough, endings we desire no more than more fiercely golden things; scotch broom riddling these prairies.

And check out this cutie, singing about heteropatriarchial constructs and virginity.

A Night at Theoria

Well, I was going to stay in tonight. After last night's Tender Loving Empire's birthday blowout/bathroom stall boozing, glitter throwing, mooning the photobooth and butt shaking to the likes of Jared mees + The grown children and Typhoon...i thought i may just need a break.
A friend came by today and mentioned he was playing a show at a gallery and worshop space called Theoria on Killingsworth and interstate. I was intrigued and in the area so after running errands, i decided to swing by. There was a fanciful fort built next to the overpass, and in the gallery itself a slew of curiosities, art, herbs really nice treats and lots of mint kava water from the bar. The first performance was by Robby Kraft, teacher of Sacred Geometry and instrument creator. He presented a wonderful instrument akin to a hand made glass xylophone-theramin-tiny machine. I don't know! It was amazing!
Also, these fellows i know did a hauntingly lovely ambient tape/feedback noise performance. pretty noise show soon!

Workshops coming up at Theoria
June 9
Make your own botanical press 4 PM
Sacred Geometry and fractal drawing 6:00
June 13
Intro to rock indentification with some exploration of healing properties
june 20
Calendar and map making
June 30
Liqueurs making and love potion making! 5 pm 8$

the sadness of practicing magic without nature

Hello deers, today has been a trying one.Welcome to my melodramatic post. My teeth of wisdom are trying to scare my milkteeth from their innocent cavern, my fox may have to run in another den and my eyewells are dry from crying, listening to the soft whispering drum and bass song my former love and I shared, and trying to believe magic and whimsy will occur once again. Onto brighter fields, i've been ordering lots of zines and writing letters- it feels nice to actively participate in the widespread writing and zinemaking community. Today I went to the post office and got some space stamps, mercury project and Messenger Mission themed. Watch your mailboxes fine foxes.

First off, I recently found a piece of paper that I wrote down a bunch of Artist's names to look up later. On the scrap I also drew a crying person with a bob haircut and a hand over one eye. Here are images and things from these artists.

Marjorie Ann

Juri Ueda

Second, While Portland is borrowing this Philadelphia/Seattle Artist Kinoko, She is putting up fancifully futuristic but demure fairy tale beasts at Black Wagon. Check the show out until the end of the month.

Zine Reviews

Soyamilkzine #1

www.soyamilkzine.net

I've read probably hundreds of zines on Veganism, from information, meathouse horror fiction, Animal activist histories to cookbooks. This one focuses heavily on music that speaks against the human waste cycle and for animals/veganism. Lyrics, interviews with Anchor and Lawrence Arms, Love letters to spoons, Hummus, and Liquid smoke. the article I found most interesting to read was The Paragon of Animals: reflections on the Human Perception of Intelligence. I failed to appreciate the derogatory usage of the words "cunt" and "retarded" in relation to vegan slogans but otherwise found it a nicely compiled zine.

Sugar Needle #32

Corina Fastwolf

P.O Box 66835

Portland, OR 97290

Ah, what can be said about sugar needle but what a sweet sweet little read it consistently is! Corina explores candy, 32 issues later! As someone who went to the dentist and have about 12 cavities today, I hate to admit i get candy recommendations from this little zine. In this issue there is also an interview with Portland trashy surf band Guantanamo Baywatch. The best thing in this issue is the discovery of "Belly Flops", irregular Jelly beans marketed as such. I also just opened it up again and I had smashed flowers inside from a cute girl i went out with last week. Cool.

Femme A Barbe

www.sassyfrasscirus.com

I love this zine so much - women with facial hair! History, high quality personal accounts, a work of fiction and just a touch of genderbending. Nice artwork scattered about. One of my favourite zines of all time.

The Other WO/MAN zine

owzine@gmail.com

A lovely person named Sarah came to stay with us this summer while travelling, and she brought an amazing and painful to read zine with her - all about being the big other, whatever that may mean to one! Great concept and similary great pieces. my favourite piece is called "No other woman" about one woman's grandparents lifelong love during the depression, wars, and eventually passing on. Another best zine of all time!

OKAY SIGNING OUT

Danielle Rodeo Warhola and Quinn Little Arrow Warhola

Zine And Comic Reviews

Jesus Christ Super Zine #2

www.msvaleriepark.blogspot.com

jcszine at gmail.com

The long Awaited second issue of Ariel Birks' Award Winning zine on Christianity! Explored within the pink pages are her parent's relationship with the church, youth camps and events, sexuality e-mails with an

Atheist and an Interview with New York Crochet Artist Nathan Vincent on coming out queer with a Christian family. Written in Ariel's accessible, honest and sometimes rib wreckingly hilarious voice...A great zine on it's own but best paired with it's predecessor, Jesus Christ Super zine Number one to get the whole story.

Bonus: She also comes clean and posts parts of youth journals! I recently destroyed all of mine in case i die and people comb through my things. That takes some mettle!

Map of Fog

Marcos Soriano

P.O Box 27252

San Fransisco, CA 94127

MCMFS at yahoo.com

$2

Well rounded and written zine out of Lovely San Fransisco opens with an evocative piece on working at a hotel with a jumper suicide (sucide has been a fairly popular zine topic in the last few months, and has been effectively catching my attention) and folks reactions after witnessing it and covering the person up from the common eye. Also of note is an interview with a person who was stabbed, plus photos and writing on some hidden places and things to see in San Fransisco. All the pieces are very well written and varied, so you will probably enjoy at least one piece!

Narcolepsy Press Review #6

PO Box 17131

Anaheim, CA 92817

narcolepsypresszine at hotmail.com

$2

What a great zine. Reviews and life updates from a unique voice. Randy writes on his summer, shows, books, music played on his E-pod and going to the fair to eat a bunch of fried food. Solid! There are a bunch of letters from prisoners in this one, but I got a little bored and did not read them all. May

be later I will. But onto the reviews! Thanks for sharing the opinions and giving us access to each other's zines. Also included are Little excepts from comics and clippings pages, and a couple of pages of ads for rad zine related things.

$2.00

The First Thirty Years

Martine Workman

WWW.martinealicia.com

A truly beautiful and charming zine I picked up from Artist Martine at Stumptown Comics Festival. Comics, charming drawings playing with words, photocopy + ink and little tiny poems. Also came with a tiny, tiny newsletter detailing P-patch updates on her street and little jokes.

A total delight!

Inhabitants

Pat Aulisio

One of the only things that made me titter super hard at Stumptown. I was pretty broke so had to choose carefully what comics and publications to bring into my life. I ended up with two beer coozies, this guy's neon covered swirly detailed spacemonster comic, Martine Workman's "First thirty Years", and Kinoko's latest Zine City Comics.Check out this cover! "cultural Overload" or something Kinoko says. Cool.

Just want to say

My heart is with all of you folks in Japan. Stay strong and my condolences for your lovely land.

How to cool a Nuclear Reactor Via Scientific American

Words That Are Transphobic And Why Poster

Happy Women and Girl's HIV/AIDS Awareness Day

Reblog from regretsy

I’m Julius Ceasar, Roman geezer
I fucked them up at the Battle of Alesia
Cleopatra was hot but I got her in the freezer
I got mad Cheops like the Pyramid of Giza

Yeah you know me, I’m Julius C
Who’s down with me, I’m Julius C
You down with me, I’m Julius C
All the ladies love Julius C

Battled with Pompey at Pharsalus
Drank gin and juice from a golden chalice
Don’t need no Trojan on my phallus
If you go to Vegas you can see my palace

Yeah you know me, I’m Julius C
Who’s down with me, I’m Julius C
You down with me, I’m Julius C
All the ladies love Julius C

Et tu, dawg

Hunter Hancock

Hunter Hancock, PDX

Dolphins at Risk

Via Heleb Boyed:

This just pisses me off: The Vegas casino The Mirage uses dolphins to attract customers, & then has them living in shite conditions. Sign the petition & pass it on.

Slut or a sex addict?

Huffington post: Am I a slut or a sex addict?

If I had to chose between the two, I'd rather call myself a slut. My love and preoccupation with sex has lead to "drama" in my relationships only when I felt obligated to monogamy out of social expectations. Once I embraced my more "poly-amorous" or non-traditional feelings about sex the happier my sex life has become. We are all sexual beings and no two beings express their sexuality exactly the same. It only looks alike because of our socialization. Monogamy is not natural. It is a choice. A choice that makes sense if that's your desire. When its more your family, culture, or community's demand then we got problems. Sex addiction is real but -m ethinks the public protest too loudly 'round the topic when their spouse or sexual partners don't adhere to the popular expectations. The more honest we are about how we like our sex the less time, and money, will be spent in clinics and courtrooms.

-- Mo Beasley, Author and Sexuality Educator

I certainly do not view sex addiction as a "disease" that requires 12 steps to cure. Apparently, I fit all the criteria for having a bona fide sex addiction to a T, except for one crucial element: shame. It is this one little horrific emotion that drives millions of so-called sex addicts to spend exponential amounts of money in therapy every year, and just as many to seek support in groups and addiction programs. This shame stems from the fact that many so-called sexual deviants are slapped with the label "sex addict" when there is, in fact, absolutely nothing wrong with liking porn, or anal sex, or spending an evening with a call girl. I don't even think there is anything wrong with using sex to deal with your emotions -- after all, there is some truth to the saying, "let's work it out in bed." Maybe what we need are groups to heal our shame around sex, rather than programs that only serve to reinforce our neuroses.

-- Annie Sprinkle, Ph.D. prostitute/porn star turned sexologist & educat

Zine Reviews

Heart Murmer #2

The longest awaited zine of all time! Benji tells with a bright voice the stories of actions spontaneously taken after seeing the most fucked up bumper sticker of all time, an act of vengance taken by a former partner to another one who was acting like a dishonest dirtbag, and a few pages on personal values and the sword of ideology. It makes me feel good to read a zine by a radical person that is not simply empty rhetoric and statements, telling stories of human emotion, whim, and will to fight and that are delicious to read.

Heartxmurmer@yahoo.com

Benji Rouse

1122 E. Pike St. PMB 773

Seattle, WA 98122

Requesting the Pleasure of Your Company

Written by the hoestess with the moestess (I know, I attended dozens of her parties and made a girlfriend at one!) Kelly defines RSVP through the film clueless, tackles her role of hostess-feminist through Virginia Woolf and serves up some helpful hints. Stories about kelly's parties:

fourth of july was the best, with American flag jello champagne cakes and always enough boobs(I mean booze). 20-somethings were smoking pot for the first time, and at her next party i ended up in a kiddie pool in my underwear feeling up a hot redhead that I later dated for months. There was always enough food, dips and olive oil mashed potatoes and wierd kitschy snacks. Her parties nrought together all the social scenes, zine librarians, theater people, regular average gays, punk retirees, internet dates - all drunk, all in harmony.

Once the night before one of her parties a woman from a nearby retirement home took a walk into kelly's back yard, lie in the leaves next to her garbage can and quietly died. Kelly took this with great grace and still hosted a party in yard, with the said partying grandma ghost in our midst.

Letters to An Absent Father

Mare draws charming, bubbly comics, and is an adult who likes pokemon so these letters to Ash's father, "adressing the reality of a broken family" are reccomended. A tiny pocket size zine with nice touches of lined letter paper. "Dead Dad. On a cliff...by the sea, I watched my butterfree...& his mate dissappear....Into the sunset....Do you Ever miss Mom? Love, Ash"

Mereodomo@gmail.com

Food Magic

Erin's first zine, a simple to read coctail and vegan cook zine featuring everything from basil coctails and walnut pate to a liver tonic. On the classy end of cookzines if I do say. Also, she's my new drinking buddy.

comidamagica@gmail.com

Witch house roundup

White ring drops a new track "Feather"

Watch the video "torchia"

One last rave

photographed and painted

photographed and painted, originally uploaded by clara dackenberg.

Black and Pink's December issue

The band I most regret missing live

As a wee pre-teen and early so electronic music fan, it was Aqua and Toy-box at the top of my list. I heard one song from the album searching for info about Aqua, and begged my mom to special order from Denmark via a music store it for me - knowing this music was harmless enough! Although i caught some innuendos and was nervous to have my mother hear all the tracks (lucky for her)- i look back and can't believe how tame and sweet it all was. King of awkward videos, bouncy beats and saccharine vocals...shaped me forever. I still listen to toy box's second album almost weekly, all these theme songs..secret agents, Arabian nights, wizard of oz, any pirates you like. I wish I had seen this band more than any other act. More than Blatz, Crayon, Dolly Parton or Foxdye + the Baron...even more than any of those acts. I envision a stadium full of screaming teenage Danes, Anila and Amir on stage, and me standing there bawling my eyes out. I heard there may be some new tunes out at some point...and hopefully a reunion tour. I will fly to Denmark.

Also, I wanna talk about Aqua a little. I thought Soren Rasted was so cool. I thought he and Lene Should be lovers, and I'm not sure why I thought that. I always used to want eurodance stars to be lovers with each other - an years later, they are! Now I've been in lots of bands and realize it's not all it's cracked up to be! I also had a crush on that musical genius, Soren. When many girls were loving n'sync, backstreet boys and stone cold steve austin, I wanted this guy and this girl:

I did learn recently that Anila changed her name to Aneela. Not a big change, but is it for love of a very special substance that makes toy box sound extra special? Who knows but Aneela.

Go chica, Get Banana! Hey Monkey, get funky.

Here's my Bubblegum/Eurodance Youtube Playlist - Enjoy all the Toy-box videos and other fine European delights.

Toy-box official Site

Not this band

Europopped Blog

I'm not a big fan of Christmas - but here's a snarky little Aqua song, about plastic snow twinkle lights and that Wham! song that damaged your head. I love the part where Rene Dif as Santa Claus is being consoled by his bandmates.