So I’m not going to post anything.

Instead I’ll be taking pictures and probably post a couple later on.

Take care,

Simon

“The Voice of those who don’t deserve one. Which song goes with which little victim. Beautifully rendered and constructed and hung with no greater need than to inspire something immediately identifiable. Point to the paintings of jesus as you walk the marble floors of the repugnant vatican.
There’s a quite a few. Now select the faces out of the little murdered mice all covered by the twenty or so years I’ve been collecting newspaper articles as pornography and ask each fucking mother of each fucking suffocated rodent “what happened here?” Remind me. Because I forgot”.

Peter Sotos.

Gratitude: Peter Sotos, Martin Bladh, the artists.

…To the dead & those who sleep in fear.

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BEASTIE BOX #48 by cookingwithsatan

Volume III coming up soon.

All The Pretty Little Horses.

From the back cover:

“Long after San Francisco’s Summer of Love turned into a Winter of Hate, Boyd Rice was the voice of a new, truly lost generation. Brimming with protoapocalyptic violence and populated by trolls, swarming rats, junkies, hookers, angry white men and homicidal eunuchs, Twilight Man proves the author’s fiction as extraordinary as his life. When it comes to noire, it’s hard to think a man more truly dark than Boyd Rice.”
– Carlo McCormick

“Only Boyd Rice could deliver the perfect surreal film-noir account of his wild nights responding to alarm calls in San Francisco’s Chinatown. Twilight Man is full of fun and exciting adventure tales from everyone’s favorite misanthrope!”
– Dwid Hellion

“Never have I read such horrific and depraved tales and never have I laughed so hard. Boyd Rice the boy may have been born in the sunny suburb of Lemon Grove, but Boyd Rice the man was created in the apocalyptic, bloodfilled, shit-stained streets of San Francisco. Twilight Man is easily the funniest and most fucked up book I have ever read. Nobody, not even Boyd, could make this shit up.”
– Matt Skiba

“Twilight Man is a gripping account of falling out of love with a city that has turned sour and the inhabitants, both man and beast, feral. Boyd Rice has penned a classic action adventure steeped in noir aesthetics and pulp style. The world is on fire, let’s dance.”
– Nina Antonia

“A memoir that reads like the best of neo-noir, suitably packed with as much truth and humor to satisfy the devil himself.”
– Johnny StrikeHeartworm Press.

Review coming soon.

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Learn more about Fix and who are the lunatics behind this insanity here

Trailers #1 & #2 below, for your viewing pleasure.

Sorry for the total lack of posts on this blog, I’ve been massively traveling all over the place last month. First Buenos Aires, then the Florida Keys and last but not least, fucking Amarillo in Texas. Famous worldwide for its church, guns & its infamous 72 oz steak challenge. Yummy.
It’s been overall quite a ride and a very successful one… Postcards attached.
We smoked, we drank and we bled, we built windshields in the desert, barely slept and had a lot of fun.
Of course, I didn’t really have a minute for me since I came back to New-York (which I deeply missed). And now here we are, winter solstice, baby Jesus and the end of the world… Damn.

So what’s coming up next?
My recent Peter Sotos readings have inspired the upcoming Beastie Box mix.
It will be really harsh & nasty. And kinda gross too. But I think I’ll still be able to incorporate a Coil song. Maybe two. Should be online sometime next week. Got all the songs lined up, only need to tie them together which always takes more time than I originally thought. Don’t forget to browse the archives, these mixes are definitely the highlight of this blog. So by the way, if you like it, let me know, feedback is always appreciated.

Music wise, the only thing that kicked my ass for real recently is the “New Brigade” album by Ice Age, a must-have, the new Kickback sucks big time (unless you want to listen to free jazz) and Sale Freux is about to release a new album. Fuck yeah. Been kicking a lot of old-school industrial / cold-wave stuff lately. Revisiting the classics. That’s all I can think of right now…

On a last note, my friend Matthieu recently came back from a trip in Indonesia to shoot some material for his upcoming film: “At The East Of Hell”. Can’t wait to get an update from him.

More coming soon, stay tuned, God bless you.

Take care and control,

Simon

(follow me on Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/SatanIsCooking)

Coil season is Fall.

In memory of Jhon Balance and Peter Christopherson.

And all the kids in the video who probably died of A.I.D.S since…

By the way, I can’t believe this was aired on MTV…
No seriously, what happened?

Since it’s uploaded on their bandcamp, I didn’t see any problem with also sharing here, but please support the artist.
All three EP’s can be directly purchased here.

Peter Sotos writes about serial-killers, child molesters, rapists, glory holes, peep shows, genocides and isn’t afraid of using the word “nigger” either.

Some refers to him as a modern Sade, although I think the boudoir of some french château is not really comparable to a stinky public toilet. The urban factor I guess.

In 1984 he published the fanzine “Pure” in praise of the most infamous killers on the face of the earth, from Ted(dy) Bundy to Heinrich Himmler. And their victims were named “cunts”, “whores” and “rats”.

This is how he introduced the project:

“In our search for extremes, we are constantly bombarded with humanist, feminist and other equally asinine diatribes that writers employ to alleviate the strain on their “conscience” or to try and seduce us into their maudlin world of false securities and self-contempt. PURE exists, then, for those who desire extremities and are tired of listening to/or acting like housepets. PURE satiates and encourages true lusts.

There is no need to convince outsiders of a philosophy, nor any reason to hide or pawn our tastes and instincts off as a moralistic examination of the “dark side of human nature”. There is no mission to force a begrudged acceptance of the “true state of the human condition.” We offer no such safeties, and monetary concerns aside, new liberal and free-thinking converts are of little use. PURE exists for those who want it.”

Sotos’ work (he wrote about 10 books exploring over and over the same obsessions) is supported by collected material published in the medias.
Articles, pictures, interviews dealing with Mr. Sotos big favorites: murders and child abuse.
It doesn’t take long to realize, also because it is so fucking brilliantly put together, the real pornography lies in the obscene way these cases are treated by the medias. And anyone, including the “victims”, pushed by their morbid curiosity and taste for glory, doesn’t worth more than the offenders themselves. There’s of course much more than this very simple, and quite commonly accepted, idea but I’ll leave that up to you.

Peter Sotos was also part of the band Whitehouse for a few years.
His literature is a punch in the guts. Don’t look for any comfort or safety here, there’s absolutely none.

This will upset you but you’ll hardly be able to take your eyes off it. Yes, the fat greek bastard owns you.

Pure #1
Pure #2

Beastie Box #46 – 2011/09

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On june third of the year 1993, three teenagers were arrested for the murder of three eight-year old boys in West Memphis, Arkansas. The bodies were found in a ditch, naked and hogtied with their own shoe laces. Two of them were drowned, the third one was beat-up to death. Brutal, rabid, grotesque murders in the land of Jesus Christ & Betty Blue… The devil is among us.

It soon appeared the arrest of these three outcast teenagers was more the consequence of their taste in heavy-metal music, black clothes and horror literature than any single consistent piece of evidence. No serious proofs were implicating Jessie, Damien & Jason. Everything was based on a forced confession, fake testimonies and rampant paranoia. Satanic Ritual Murder. These three words were on every lips. Any evidence which could have helped to find the real killer(s) were either lost or destroyed. It was the infamous Salem Witch Trials, a couple of centuries later, in a town where you find a church at every street corner. The trial was documented in the astonishing documentary film “Paradise Lost” which brought the story to the world. Originally assigned to document the case of three blood-thirsty Satan worshippers it didn’t take long to the directors to realize something was going horribly wrong. No need to expand on the flaws of this case, the film is doing quite a good job at showing the stupidity and incompetence of the local authorities as well as the blind rage of a community in shock.

In this poor, small, religious town, people get drunk, pop pills and praise Jesus. Actually, 2 of the 3 parents’ victims were alcoholic, drug addicts and violent biggots… Who knows what can happen when a child abuser redneck brute is high on meth, bible in one hand, belt in the other? Two of the teenagers were sentenced to prison for life, the third one was sent on death row. But thanks to the documentary, the “Free The West Memphis Three” movement was born and money was raised to support their quest for truth and justice. After 18 years spent in prison for a crime they didn’t commit, they were finally fred at the most absurd condition of pleading guilty. The state of Arkansas will definitely never admit they got it all wrong. So if the West Memphis Three are now walking free, their names haven’t been cleared, justice hasn’t been done. A murderer is still out there and, surprise, surprise, it looks like the most recent DNA test is pointing on one of the kid’s parent… The case is not closed, far from it.

But enough for spoilers. If you haven’t seen the documentary, please watch it. This is a fascinating, revolting, horrifying descent into human stupidity.

This mix is my soundtrack of the West Memphis Three story. It’s focused on the religious fanaticism, the drugs, the teenage depression… It contains a lot of samples from the movie “Paradise Lost” and other media coverage of the case.
I didn’t want to include elements of their recent release but rather emphasize on the dark, obscure corners of the soul which have rarely found a more striking illustration than in this unique, chilling story.

This is also my personal homage to Damien Echols, Jason Baldwin, Jessie Misskelley Jr., Stevie Branch, Michael Moore, Christopher Byers and all the supporters of the West Memphis Three worldwide.

Hope you’ll enjoy it.

Learn more about the West Memphis Three.

Watch below the trailer of the documentary Paradise Lost:

Chest hair & Congas

Have you ever read the awesome Sandman tales, by Neil Gaiman? Just can’t help falling asleep after a few pages these days. 10 volumes will last me 10 years. Love it.

Sandman, like a skinny Robert Smith with a little bit of Andrew Eldritch when he was singing “Dominion” in the desert. A masculine icon of some sorts, especially for those who grew up in the 80’s. But seriously, who has not?

Sandman is telling us the story of Dream. His siblings are Death, Desire, Destiny, Delirium & Despair. All born before gods were even dreamed by men.

First read it in french, now re-reading in english, it’s like watching your favorite foreign movie without bad dubbing for the first time, it’s great but you feel a little nostalgic too.

The Sandman series would go just under anything by Alan Moore. And sometimes gets just above…

“I would show you terror in a handful of dust…”

Documents Of Oppression.

Chelsea Wolfe makes her NYC début tonight and the club is packed.
The lady is expected I guess… And the fact she’s playing solo on that very special night makes it even more exclusive baby. No backing band as usual but a dark canva of electronic sounds provided by Mr. Ben Chisholm (AKA White Horse, AKA voices of the Dead) to support Chelsea Wolfe’s delicate universe. Try to picture Countess Bathory high on ketamine, lost in a David Lynch movie and you’re almost there. Somewhere between the Carpathian mountains and Sunset Blvd, Chelsea Wolfe music is nothing but a sweet haunting nightmare. Any move she makes or any cord she plays and the audience is all eyes and ears. My friends, it basically took her 15 seconds to hypnotize everyone. I don’t know if she took the veil thing from Metallic Falcons or not, if her music is goth, witch house, brutal death or christian rap and I don’t really care actually. It looks stunning and sounds awesome. In short: just fucking amazing.

Before that: shoegaze gloom bedroom band Planning For Burial made his guitar cry out loud. Sounds like I’m making fun but seriously: his guitar riffs are just so damn epic in their sadness it’s astonishing. Planning For Burial “Leaving” LP is really cool and out for a little while now, we already played some in Beastie Box, check it out.
And to conclude the evening: a spastic, rabid, intense Cult Of Youth played a 15 minutes set. Way too short, I was definitely up for more… I’m just hoping the delayed schedule this evening was the only reason for such a tease!

Chelsea Wolfe stole the night anyway, and this first New-York gig will definitely be part of the “I was there” kind of shows two years from now. That should be what it will take for Chelsea Wolfe to conquer the world. She, for sure, got what it takes.

Oh and don’t forget to purchase their new record out on Pendu!

Here are a few shots from the evening, I’ll post more once I’m through all my jpegs.

CULT OF YOUTH

Yes, “London Is Burning” Joe once said…

New killer mix from SLMT!!!

sex lies magnetic tape – requiem for burning cities by sex lies magnetic tape

This I will call the HELL of the intrinsic being.

Wow, this marks the return of the Beastie Box! Hope you’ll enjoy, I spent quite some time on it. This was hugely inspired by the movies of Nicolas Winding Refn, John Carpenter, L.A, Astrobastard, Austin Osman Spare, Lord Boleskine, Brooklyn sticky hot summer and lousy bathrooms in lousy warehouses.

No playlist this time, lots of stuff you already know and some you, hopefully, don’t!

Cheers and crank it up motherfuckers!!!

In memory of Conrad Schintzler.

Beastie Box #46 – 2011/08

As said before Lussuria just a released a fantastic LP on Hospital. Truly recommended.

Shortly before I went on my L.A trip I received on the mailbox the most amazing Slayer Mag Diaries which will be reviewed and discussed later in these pages. It is hard to think of a zine summarizing better the spirit of underground metal, if anything like that ever existed, and the book offers some of the best metal interviews you’ll ever read. I could feel my heart beating faster as I was flipping the pages. And this is a HUGE volume. “Det Som Engang Var” as one asshole once said… But I was once again amused though by some of the protagonists of the book worshipping all that is “evil” in their own cliché terms with an emphasis on war, genocide, rape, AIDS, the nazi regime and other downfalls of mankind.
When reading such funny words, that kinda started with Euronymous way back and that I also since read many times in some various interviews with various bands, I can’t help thinking that these guys should also mention christianity and therefore FULLY support it. See, christianity left thousand of corpses and shattered bodies behind. From the spanish inquisition to the recent widespread media pedophile cases, through organized theft and worldwide propaganda, this is one true “evil” that is never evoked by our so-called “evil” worshippers. Come on guys, where you at? And the question is: where do you really stand? Are you an artist or a moron? Are you really part of the consensus? Christianity is surely one big fucked up demonstration on how human beings can slaughter each other with all the rabid intensity involved when crimes are done with this quite convenient idea you’re the mere instrument of some higher power. And I can sure tell a priest is, in my own terms, more “evil” than any black metal lad… Christianity left probably more cold bodies behind through countless centuries than any war or fascistic regime. So if they do mean what they say, these guys should also mention they support and cherish christianity and even islam while we’re at it. What better “evil” can be hoped for? And that is where these dummies sound so fucking limited and retarded. They got it all wrong. I say, leave mankind behind, walk your own path. Use people if you have to, destroy people if you have to and laugh about it all. But thinking nazi germany was a great thing as well as AIDS… What the fuck? Fascination is one thing, fanaticism is another. And fanaticism has no room in free will. We all know these guys, fucking helpless romantics is what they are. I might have been one of them although I’ve never been stupid enough to think murder is a great thing. Black metal is freedom. The wind in your hair and ok, the moanings of women as you rape them as a famous cimmerian once said, I give up that one to you. But this is all fucking, desperately romantic. And this is surely where you belong. Romanticism. If you really wish the end of mankind don’t be part of a scene, be a fucking politician, politicians are way more evil than any Varg Vikernes.
I perceive “evil” as ignorance. The dark arts (to use big empty words), the left hand path and black metal are not “evil” to me. They’re good, healthy, necessary, it stands aside society common values, it is the unknown, the untouched. Masses perceive it as “evil” only because they’re afraid of it. Like the kid next door with long hair playing rock music is going to be perceived “evil” by his neighbors. Like Elvis was perceived as “evil” back in the days, shaking his ass on stage. “Evil” is good. Nazi germany is not “evil”, it is just stupid. Just like nazi germany was standing as the one and only authority (now replaced by a so-called democracy). Not sure blast-beats and shrinking guitars would’ve got a warm place in their hearts my friend. They were people stupid enough to think they could cleanse a whole country from “alien” races. How fucking stupid is that??? So these guys got it all wrong. If you want to be a supporter of true “evil”, join the army and go get kill some people, crush starving children’s jaws with a M-16 or become a CEO at Nike©, enslave young kids in China to sew fucking sneakers, fuck some cheap hookers and slap your kids in the fucking face when they’re being arrogant. Do anything but black metal because black metal is BEYOND that. It is the wind, the air, the fire and the water. All these things laying beyond good and evil. Any human feelings. Killers, rapists, dictators are all miserable, pathetic human beings. They can’t get their dicks up and are all bad artists not capable of overcoming an abusive mother or a drunk dad. This fascination is weak. As weak as christianity. And people who think WWII was good because a lot of people got wiped off the face of the earth should also then say religion is great and fully endorse it. So why the fuck do you invert crosses and spit your hate for christians? Because 1, you’re a fucking gimmick and you don’t have any fucking thing else to say, 2, you think it sucks and you’re right but you’re still part of a fucking gimmick and, buddy, yes you care. You don’t fool no one. You get offended by the stupidity of it all and so should you by any war, murder, rape… Because all these acts are dealing with fear, insecurity, weakness and in no terms power, enlightment, will and strength. See the dilemma? Praise murder equals praise weakness. Praise rape means you got a small dick. Nazis were afraid of Jews, fear all the way, depicting them with crooked noses and fingers. Just like a metal head would be described by a “normal” person. And nazis would have exterminate the shit out of you. Big time. Because you got long hair and spikes, you look more like a freak then a good patriot let me tell you. My point is black metal lies beyond good and evil and one should point the absurdity of standard “evil” as it is acknowledged by “normal” people mainly because they’re also victim of it or at least bruised by it. People are killing people. And this was happening before black metal. Being an agent of “evil” is far more developed and intellectual. Being “evil” is being your own god and master. No more no less. If you think gas chambers are “evil”, you’re wrong, they’re just stupid and so is Ted Bundy and Himmler. Now if you want to worship something stupid up to you but black metal is standing beyond that. Beyond fear, blatant racism and weakness. Do you hate niggers? Is that what you’re trying to say? Do you have a problem because you feel you’re not “home” anymore and got mugged a couple of times with your leather boots and pony-tail and you were too scared to fight back? So now you’re whining beyond a microphone the purity of the cold of the night and the snow-white mountains… Then I hope you’ll get locked in and fucked in the ass balls deep by an army of Mike Tyson because you deserve no less. Stupid. Black metal bands who are claiming their support to all wars, genocides, rapes and murders are bragging and should not be considered seriously in any way. The fact they are making good music or not is another story… Now go clean up your room.

Simon

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The first of, I hope, a long serie hosted by our friend SLMT.
According to its genitor “this one is designed for walking round Brooklyn at twilight, hood up, doob in hand”. Word.

01. Ilyas Ahmed – Golden Universe
02. Twells And Christensen – Burning Bridges Together
03. Infinite Body – I Am But Dust And Ashes
04. Tidal – Point Break
05. Obsidian Pond – Reaching Warm Waters
06. Low – Lullaby
07. Bardo Pond – Tantric Porno
08. White Buzz – Return Of The Phoenix
09. The Hidden Hand – The Deprogramming Of Tom Delay
10. Black To Comm – Void
11. Bastard Priest – Under The Hammer Of Destruction

SLMT – 2011/07

Brothers and sisters, rejoice! The new offering from WKN temple is here! Former industrial god and presently high priest of the Infinite Church Of The Leading Hand, our beloved Reverend Sunlight Julius, is back in what shall be considered as one of his finest release. From bombastic wagnerian industrial operas to fuzzy trippy cosmic torpedoes, DB music has kept an impressive cohesion all the way, constantly expanding in its own very special universe and pushing musical boundaries super nova style. So the announcement of this unexpected, however logical, alliance with occult architects Aluk Todolo might have surprised at first but couldn’t make any more sense in regards to DB recent evolution. Aluk Todolo being undoubtedly part of the most exciting bands around at the moment there were tremendous expectations on that record and the Gods did not disappoint.
This record is a sequel to the inaugural DB/White Hills project: not your average split but a real collaboration between the two bands that basically combines best of both worlds. Even though connoisseurs will hear “who is doing what”, the alchemy totally works and I’m not going to say this is just a DB + AT kind of thing. Nope, this collaboration really bring the bands unto new territories and makes their usual sound only richer and better.
Now, I know that psychedelic and dark are the most common words you’ll probably read about this record. Personally I can’t help but finding a huge Giallo influence in it, the mix of rhythmic patterns, hypnotic bass lines, vocal samples, organ and shrinking guitars are the perfect giallo on LSD soundtrack to me. I can see the camera zooming on the black leather gloves opening the razor in slow motion as mandalas and sigils are spinning in the background… I can totally see that. And that feels really good. Maybe this record was supposed to rocket me straight to heart of the sun, instead I went down to the basement, where it stinks real bad and you can hear scratches inside the walls… Not bad either and absolutely mind fucking.
This wonderful LP has been released in limited quantity and from what I heard is almost, if not already, sold-out. It will probably be released on CD at some point so stay tuned. All praise due to the reverend!