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 THAT MAGAZINE FROM CITR FM 102    DECEMBER 1987
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That Magazine form CITR Radio 102
December '87 Vol V No 20 Issue #59
IN THIS ISSUE
EDITOR
Bill Mullan
WRITERS
Julia Steele, Philip Random, Larry
Thiessen, John Ruskin, Tom Smith,
Jerome Broadway, David Kowan, Mike
Dezell, Janis McKenzie, Helen J. Orr,
God, Anthony, Marti, Katherine
ILLUSTRATORS
William Thompson, Julia Schenck,
Marty George
PHOTOS
Helen J. Orr, U.N. Owen
COVER
Dietrich Madsen
ART DIRECTOR
Matt Richards
PRODUCTION MANAGER
Mike Grigg
LAYOUT
Glen Kruger, Lee-Ann Mitchell,
Miwako, Julia Schenck, Louise
Magnuson, Christ Buchanan, Emi
Koyanagi, Lucy Crowther
PROGRAM GUIDE
Louis Jantzen
TYPESETTING
Dena Corby, Paloma-Claire Equiga-
ray, Maja Grip, Don Schuetze
BUSINESS MANAGER
Randy Iwata
ADVERTISING
Lucy Crowther
DISTRIBUTION
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SUBSCRIPTIONS
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PUBLISHER
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102 and is published monthly by the Student Radio
Society of the University of British Columbia, although it winds up being printed deep from within
Surrey, Canada.
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pledges to put the CITR On The Dial program schedule and SpinList record chart in every issue. Discorder also vows to circulate 17,500 copies by the
first of each month. Subscriptions are encouraged.
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CITR Radio 102 broadcasts a 49-watt stereo signal throughout the Vancouver area at 101.9 FM.
But for best reception, hook up to the FM cable network. CITR is at 101.9 cable FM on Rogers (Lower
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pm, Monday to Friday. If you want to talk to the
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rodents
> GOD IS AN OVERWHELMING RESPONSIBILITY
Hell is other people
> NOT rtST ANOTHER GUY IN A FUNNY HAT
The Pope Rocks
> DEAR SIR
Condemned to Hell
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- WHO IS THE "ULTRA GOD"?
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DECEMBER  1987    3 AIRHEAD
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Discorder,
I'd appreciate it tremendously if you would
be so kind  as to print the following  in
AIRHEAD. Thank you! I am an Albertan. I
am a female Albertan. I am a female Albertan
who is moving to Vancouver a year from now
and desires companionship. I listen to music
continuously;  anything from  '60s psychedelic to '80s underground. I'd really, really,
really like to write someone in Vancouver.
My name and address: Bobbi Walls, Box
1808, Stettler, Alberta, TOC 2L0. Please
write soon.
it's -rTrueV
'TIS THE SEASON TO SPEND MONEY (OR
so they say), and what better way than on a
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of course, someone you love, someone you
hate, someone you don't even know). Not
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breaking reading, but we'll get real cash.
Yes, we do know what it looks like, and what
to do with it. We have loads of it in our
dreams. Subscriptions are $12 for anywhere
in Canada or the USA, $18 everywhere else.
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The invasion of Cologne will precede the
Bavaria Plan.
(unsigned)
If you're interested, please contact Randy
Iwata, Discorder's Business Manager, at
CITR (228-3017). It's that easy!
Meanwhile, there's concert action. Not a
lot, but here at the edge of the world, who
can afford to go out every night anyway? First
up, The Pogues, pissed-off rogue-folk from
Ireland, with dental work by whoever built the
Coquihalla Highway (get it?). At presstime,
it looks like their first show (Monday, December 7th) is a sell-out, so there are strong
rumours of a second one being added (the
next night). Both shows at the Commodore.
Wednesday of the same week (the 9th),
Love and Rockets roll into town for the third
time, this time at 86 Street. Expect wonderful
melodies and expanded consciousness.
Expect a lot of moustaches.
Finally, a bit of ugly grovelling. Yes! we
do want your correspondence. Is everybody
too depressed? Too fulfilled? Are the CSIS
onto us? How come so few letters to
Airhead? This is an open forum, folks. Don't
libel anybody. Don't be boring. Swear only
in context. Please. For the children.
Discorder,
The "Summer of Love" happened in San
Francisco in 1967. Most of you weren't even
born yet and thank God the short-lived
media-induced hippy nostalgia trip has died
(except in San Francisco). As the eminent
cartoonist Filbrandt points out, the only thing
you have to look forward to is a 70s nostalgia
revival. You will soon be dancing like John
Travolta and wearing platform shoes.
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What we have is hierarchy.
Implicit in hierarchy is exclusion; how some things
are better than others -
better than the OTHER.
Christianity deals with the
OTHER by demonizing it. For example: the
word witch is derived from the term wicca
which is a form of white witchcraft or nature
worship.
Approximately nine million women were
murdered as witches during the Middle
Ages.
While the language of Christianity is black
and white, it is mostly hypotactic. What we
have is subordination. Some people are
more holy, more chosen than others. This is
why a minority can control a majority. Under
the guise of "the white man's burden" the
continents of North and South America were
effectively depopulated of native peoples.
Since god is increasingly problematic, and
it is now illegal to beat people into submission, there is a reluctance on the part of
mainstream religion to aggressively convert
people, except in the third world. Organized
religion has precious little to offer the affluent
modern day consumer except prodigious
smugness.
Don't be smug! Discover trees and mountains and rivers and oceans! Create something new and organic; something authentically you! And if you're willing to pay
someone to tell you what you really think,
remember: there's alway BOB. He hasn't got
a plan, but He knows how to play the game.
Julia
"And it's their feeling that there hav<
to be centres now where people
come and reconstruct a new future for the
world. Actually, these centres are growing up everywhere now, and what they're
trying to do, which is what Findhorn was
trying to do, and in a way, what I was
trying to do—now these things can't be
given names—but in a way, these are all
attempts at creating a new kind of school,
a new kind of monastery. Preserves,
islands of safety, where history can be
remembered and the human being can
continue to function, in order to maintain
the species through a dark age. In other
words, we're talking about an underground which did exist in a different way
during the Dark Ages among the mystical
orders of the Church, and the purpose of
this underground is to fjnd out how to
preserve the light. Life. Culture. How to
keep things living. You see, I keep
thinking that what we need is a new
language, a language of the heart, some
kind of language between people that is
a new kind of poetry. It's the poetry of the
dancing bee that tells us where the honey
is, and I think that in order to create that
language, you're going to have to learn
how to go through a looking glass into
another kind of perception where you
have that sense of being united to all
things, and suddenly, you understand
everything."
(from My Dinner with Andre)
Spiritual bliss?    Universal love?    Is
it possible through religion?    We
need only to turn to our most basic
human natures,  insists Schopenhauer,
to find our true outlook on such matters 1     a sense of fufillment in a
lifelong pleasure 1     "hatred is by far
the longest pleasure, Men love  in
haste,  but they detest at leisure,"
Does hatred fill a spiritual vacuum
when all hope  is lost?     Is universal
hate  the plight of modern man without
a religion, or are we simply developing a higher esthetic?    Who knows?
Schopenhauer thought he had all the
answers,  but few people know that he
was defeated by the most horrible
evil   .... his dog.    If religion
doesn't keep mankind from going insane,
then what's the point in it?    The same
goes for Schopenhauer*
Hell is other
people."
Let us consider a piece of etieese. We say that this
has certain qualities, shape, structure, color, solidity,
weight, taste, smell, consistency and the rest; but investigation has shown that this is all illusory. Where are
these qualities? Not in the cheese, for different observers give quite different accounts of it. Not in ourselves,
for we do not perceive them in the absence of the
cheese . . .
What then are these qualities of which we are so
sure? They would not exist without our brains; they
would not exist without the cheese. They are the results of the union, that is of the Yoga, of the seer and
seen, of subject and object . . .
ANSWERS? YOU WANT ANSWERS?
You may wish—To God?!?—that you'd never
asked. You'll get your answers, all right. Dobbsian
Hermeticism all-too-fully explains Man's place and
purpose on this Earth Plane, this hierarchy of
universal cruelties.
Perhaps the least answerable question in history, here answered, is "WHY ARE WE HERE?"
Why do we have such a huge capacity for pleasure
and confusion? Just so we'll keep breeding fast
enough for some mindless long-range perpetual
mutation machine?
(if only it were so! If only it were that simple!!)
What set everything going in the first place
BEFORE THE BIG BANG? This question terrifies
the water out of us if we really grasp it. We almost
instinctively grab for some pose, some 'cause',
crutch, drug or religion—or even another person—
that will let us ignore this hideous mystery, that will
create alibis for our failure to find a purpose in life.
The concept of Infinity is so hard to 'get' visceratly
that when we look up at the night sky, we tend to
actually think of the stars merely as randomly
separated, inexplicably backlit holes puched in
some huge backdrop about a mile away from us.
Yet every now and then we can actually get a
'feel' for the distances and times involved . . . and
glimpsing that fact o( eternity becomes REAL
SCARY if you truly do get a solid grip on that
insolidity, THAT ABJECT NOTHINGNESS OF
GOD'S BRAIN, What scares you is that you might
be 'God' and you might wake up, and all those
fragile physical laws might come crashing down;
the spiderweb framework of all reality, even your
friend's thoughts, might be erased like some
precious but stupidly unlabelled cassette tape—
never to be recaptured again.
The idea is so scary that the goal of most
religions is to preserve and elaborate on that
concept of the stars as a big painted backdrop.
They make Infinity a 'prop' so you don't have to
think about the scary part.
THIS RELIGION IS ABOUT THE SCARY PART.
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I wasn't the
original Jesus, Joe, the one they crucified. But—this
happened a few centuries after I experienced transcendental illumination at Melos—-I was passing through
Judea in the persona of a Greek merchant when they
crucified Jesus. I met some of his followers the day he
died, and I talked with them. If you think Christianity
is a bloody religion as it is, this is nothing to what it
would have been if Jesus hadn't seemed to come back.
If the seventeen original apostles—five of them have
been purged from the records—had been left on their
own, they would have passed from horror and terror at
Jesus's death to vindictive fury. It would have been as
if Islam had come seven centuries earlier, Instead of
slowly taking over the Roman Empire and preserving
much of the Greco-Roman world intact, it would have
swept and mobilized the East, destroyed most of
Western civilization and replaced it with a theocracy
more oppressive than Pharaonic Egypt. I stopped that
with a few magic tricks. Appearing in the persona of
the resurrected Jesus, I taught there was no need for
hatred and vengeance after my death. I even tried to
get them to realize that life is a game by teaching them
Bingo. To this day, nobody understands and critics call
it part of the commercialism of the Church- The sacred
Tarot wheel, the moving Mandala! So despite my influence, Christianity focused obsessively on the crucifixion of Jesus—which is really irrelevant to what he
taught while he was alive—and remained a kind of
death worship. When Paul went to Athens and made
the link-up with the Illuminati, who were using Plato's
Academy as a front, the ideology of Plato combined
with the mythology of Christ to deliver the knockout
blow to pagan humanism and lay the foundations for
the modern world of superstates. After that, I changed
my appearance again and took the name of Simon
Magus and had some success spreading ideas contradictory to Christianity."
(Mysterious message)
jQlf your heart is right, I will keep you;
}and if you will look constantly to Me, I
will uphold you. The minister ofrighteousness shall be in this house; his life
shall agree with the word and his lips
shall give forth that which is wholly
true, and it will be no mixture. When
the mixture appears, then you will
know he is not a minister of righteousness. The deceivers speak first the
truth and then error, to cover their sins
which they love. Therefore, I exhort
and command you to study the scriptures relative to seducing spirits, for
this is one of the great dangers of
these last days.
(anonymous, found on the
ground somewhere in
Mount Pleasant) Not Just Another^Gtiy |n a Funny Hat
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' roll. Even their big hit We're Wot Gonna
Forget the Jacksons. Forget Bruce Spring- Take it came across as somewhat hoHow
steen. Ditto U2, the Clash, Laurie Ander-    somewhat muddy. \v.
son, The Police and every other concert Next) of COUrse, came the Main Event,
tour you've seen or are likely to see in Following a half hour intermission, the
1984. The show of the year happened the houselights suddenly dimmed, then cut
other night in BC Place Stadium. It was a t0 b(ack altogether. Candles and matches
night ot power and of passion, drama and |it tne ajr Tne sweet smell of marijuana
music, colour and pure heartwarming diffused through the building. Then, one
splendor. Tuesday night, September 18, by on65 the pope's band assumed their
1984. the Pope came to Vancouver: ^ positions on the revolving, circular stage
/J--mu«*-~Sa7--t--WaT~lrpprehensi which was set strategically in the middle
\~_s- Wering  the  stadium.  The  only  other    of the stadium floor. Two drummers, two
| concert I'd seen there was David Bowieis    percussionists, a three piece horn see
the year before, and say what you wartLjtion, two multi-keyboardists, a bassist,
for the mans poise and showmanship^ two guitarists and a trimmed down dozen
he was simpiy no match for the buildtVig'sV voice boys' choir - all twenty-three dressed
cavernous immensity. Sure there were./ In identical purple leather gowns which
moments when Mr. Bowie overcame the^cUt a stark contrast against the brilliant
odds and truly did shine, but these were gold stage. They started quietly, an
only moments. For the most part, he was ethereal jam barely audible above the roar
but a colourful, costumed speck, a bug of the crowd, but slowly increased in
with a big voice, a chameleon too distant volume. With a stunning flash of orange
Tto"be moving. So, understandably, I was light, they shifted intoya rocked up rendi-
"V worried Tuesday night. Would BC Place tion of the Hallelujah/Chorus which built
Stadium deal the same cruel blow to John and built until it had reached such an
Paul II. the Pope from Poland, the man / intense climax that only one thing could
widely re.iowned as God's best friend?     !   follow: the arrival of the Pontiff himself.
Opening act Twisted Sister did little to A dozen flashpots ripped forth from the
assuage my fears. A glam-oriented heavy \ circumference of the stage and suddenly
metal act cut from the Alice Cooper mold, \ there he was, John Paul II, splendid and
they put on, at best, a sufferable show, untouchable in his rhine-stoned, virgin
Spirited and loud, they nevertheless proved white leather robes. He held a proud fist
incapable of achieving that indefinable \ high over his head. The crowd responded
^mmedjacy whjcjirnjl^sjforclassic rock'rt^-*in kind, andJfaejLhe burst quickly into the \
punkish anthem No More Abortions.
And this was justjthe beginning. To
cover the whole concert in depth would
take a book. Suffice it to say, it only got
better. For/Almost three hours, all\the
papal hits] received virtuoso renditions:
Working for the Vatican, Jesus was an
Anarchistj ' Confess, a stunning cover
version 6f Frank Zappa's Catholic Girls
and mahy many more. The band was, in
a word/perfect. The Pope was even better.
His voice covered every register, touched
every note high or low, and his stage
antics were nothing short of spectacular:
^everything from turning a series of cartwheels at the conclusion of / Got the Glory
to - balancing  a  thirty foot high  silver
crucifix from the bridge of his nose during
the instrumental break in the middle of
God's Blues. The best was saved for last
however when, amid the laser light and
chemical smoke splendor of Jesus Christ'^
Superstar, the Pontiff burst suddenly from
the center of the stage and delivered his^
vocals while flying jabout the stadium withj,
a jet-pack strapped to his back. "^
There were no encpres per se. John
Paul did returJt-t(Tthe stage but only to
lead the crowd in an a cappella recital oil
The Ten/Commandments, and a special/ .
extended version of the Lord's Prayer.j.
The^houselights flooded back on. The^s
Pope took his bows and the evening was i
complete. An evening to remember, to I
cherish fondly, to give thanks for. -W
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Dear Sir: / &
You have accused gay lobbyists and activists of purposely infecting the heterosexual
population of North America with AIDS in order to draw away attention from themselves as
the major carriers of the disease, when in fact the countries where the disease originated
see it as a predominantly heterosexual disease to begin with.
You have taken the disease AIDS and portrayed it as a divine punishment and postulated
its origins in bestiality when the truth indicates that many, many God-fearing, innocent,
monogamous or even celibate (to say nothing of mentally retarded or newborn) have
contracted the disease through contaminated blood transfusions or inherited it through birth.
Their memory is debased by your irresponsible, sensationalist and alarmist inaccuracies and
misinformation.
The Bible tells us all the events to which you refer will indeed happen. They WILL happen\*}
with or without your malicious, ignorant and evident capitalization on the misery of Christian   *2
and non-Christian alike. How much money do you anticipate making on this mockery of
modern medicine and Christianity? How much more will it take to make you join the Bakkers
and other cretins who have made millions by taking the name of God in vain? You can
apparently be bought - so what's the price? Jr ^L   ft  r  JKk
God's justice is not always of this world; but occasionally it is. My fondest wish is that you
reap what you have sown before you stand ashamed and frightened before the gates of
Heaven. You are an evil, manipulative, devious, self-righteous fearmonger.
Any universal disaster has its parasites who use fear and ignorance to gain personal profit.
The AIDS epidemic is no different. Satan, no doubt is applauding your ingenuity in jumping
on this latest disaster bandwagon by distorting and confusing Biblical truth and medical
fact to the point where people who have accepted Christ and/or medical professionals alike,
are disgusted almost beyond words. God knows what you are doing and He will punish you
suitably. The medical advice you have provided is largely over-reactive and dangerously
antisocial. You are sick and because you have done such incredible damage to the efforts ^/l*
of medicine to fight both the disease and the irrational fear associated with it and done it in^t^V
.^^ God's name, He will surely turn His back on you before He is finished with this world . . . and
^^^ff%jfS I am glad. Your memory will be cursed forever. *% ^^HFXl^^^Wt^ltSSff)
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Just prior 10 a "Bob" appearance, you can
expect a low-level hum, like bees, accompanied
by a pungent odour and stifling heat. Your
extremities will start tingling and then go numb,
and you wilf suddenly feel "high" as if drugged.
As the Grin and Pipe materialize, your watch will
stop, but any wounds or diseases will be healed.
If you are carrying a tape deck, the tape will be
erased but the batteries will be recharged. As
"Bob" comes into full being, you may risk being
driven mad by exposure to the "dofs" and to the
Pstench of "Bob": psychophantasmagorical sight/
sound/odour which seemingly fills the seven
continents and twenty seas. His aura, his energy
colour, glows white hot with the blackness of the
Rift between Earth, Water, Fire and Air.
DECEMBER   1987    11 They dress in cheap off-the-
rack clothes and wear dull
indoctrinated frowns. They can
be found standing mannequinlike on street corners or travelling in pairs through unsuspecting neighborhoods. They are irritating, annoying, and worst of all, polite.
They are called ■^Bsm**m^E&*—»*
and they persist on coming to your door.
So, how do you discourage them? Well,
depending on your personality you may
want to try one of the following suggestions.
A. The Very Polite Person
• Ask them to come back later.
Then refuse to answer the door.
• Tell them you have to go give
blood.
B. The Not So Polite Person
• Yell obscenities and slam the
door.
• Douse them with cat's litter box.
C. The Sick Perverted Person
• Invite them in and seat them.
Then momentarily excuse yourself. Return naked, fondling your
crotch, screaming Satan! Satan!
• Graphically describe bizarre sexual practices.
D. The Paranoid Multiple Murderer
Person
• Mistake them for bolshevik infiltrators, and open fire. Then proceed to the nearest JWflP^
^ttflbr Church (or fast food
restaurant) kill everyone and then
shoot yourself.
• Run amok with a chainsaw in a
^gB^fower publishing house.
E. The Pagan Cannibal Person
• Use them for victims as you
perform a ritual sacrifice. Offer
their bodily fluids to your favorite
idol.
• Bake in a shallow covered pan
at 350 for five hours. Uncover,
add vegetables and bake an
additional five hours, basting occasionally.
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important question of our t
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a NEW AGE of TOTAL CONVENIENCE?  Who is the Ultra-
God?  This is  not  a  joke
This  is Democracy.
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humanity to twenty-five
possible choices.  The rest
is up to you.
1.   Alan Alda
2.   Bono
3.   Ed Broadbent
4.   Cher
5.   Dick Clark
6.   Bob Dobbs
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DECEMBER   1987    13 Rant! Rant! Rant!
he Sons of Freedom
Imagine someone taking so much interest in what you have to say that they
actually stick a microphone in your face
and publish the results in a magazine!!!
Hard to believe, but it's called an
interview. Now who among us wouldn't
give up a damage deposit or two to take
part in one of these charades? Oh, you four
again, the guys with Sons of Freedom
tattooed on their kuckles, and the most active
(popular?) demo tapes of the year on CITR
(Blind Children and Alice Henderson). You
feel that an interview, with its built-in suspicion and unfamiliarity, doesn't breed a witty,
considered response to the questions? Fair
enough. We'll meet on the Endowment
Lands at midnight, pens a-poised. Be there
or be prepared to answer a lot of questions
about your favourite string gauges.
Gentlemen:
Various sources (you've heard of them,)
informed me before I began work on this
feature that the Sons of Freedom were
"determined to succeed", the implication or
imprecation being that this statement could
be finished with the phrase "...at all costs."
Having what you could call a calculated
appearance schedule tends to support this.
This is perfectly jake with me. However, I'm
curious, and I'd like to exorcise this curiosity
with the article.
Keeping in mind the band's commercial
strengths (an affinity for the infectious phrase,
a distinctive sound, an apparent belief in
what they're doing) and weaknesses (no-
14    DISCORDER
body' round there looks remotely like George
Michael, and they're not exactly the bubbliest collection of chaps), it's obvious they are
not going to compete at the same level as
Lisa and the Cult Jam. Hate to break the
news. So, I'd like to know where the group
places themselves in the commercial spectrum, and answer the questions that conveniently result from this placement. For instance, is there a set limit of artistic
accomplishment available before the artist
has to back-track, or at least hesitate, to
reach a larger audience. Secondly, do they
in fact place any value on commercial
achievement at all, or are they really, truly,
content with the attitude that the only
audience you have to answer to is yourself.
Finally, what about the theory that rock and
roll is an inherently popular art form or no art
form at all; that is, if the artist doesn't please
the audience, then the problem is not in the
audience but in the artist, and he or she
should take a look at their art before
condemning the audience as capitalist fools.
Or just plain fools.
I realize the above are variations on
basically the same question, but it's an issue
that has bothered writers, painters, film
directors (?) since The Iliad, and I think Sons
of Freedom are at the right stage of their
development to address it. If they feel more
comfortable with a written reply, that's fine
-perhaps better. We await with baited hook.
Write back soon!
Almost yours
Mike Dezell
Discorder,
The Sons of Freedom will fuck you up
bad. Fuck with your dreams and fuck with
your head. It's about sex and balls and
death. No questions no answers. The future
is in your head, what you've got to do is find
it. Questions are never meant to be answered, only posed and left to open the
door for more questions. Getting fucked up
will tell you more about yourself and your
environment than any self-searching questions or accusing fingers ever will. It's quite
simple - follow your nose. There are no fools,
the only person who can really judge who
wins or loses is yourself.
The Sons of Freedom will succeed at all
costs, but under our own terms only. We may
look like failures in ten years, but we will be
the judges and no-one else. We are survivors, and try to speak on behalf of anyone
who's trying to come to terms with their
ideals. This planet is big enough to support
the ideals of anyone, no matter how extreme
those ideals might be. By romanticising or
ridiculing the 'radical' or 'starving artist', one
enforces the idea that to try to change the
way you feel, think, work is foolish. This is a
lie. It undermines the integrity of the human
spirit. Wake up. There are lots of things to
think about, and no reason to follow the
masses. We are not perfect, nor do we
pretend to be. We believe in ourselves and
in humanity and we feel it is better to
celebrate defeat than to be too afraid to fight
at ait. Sometimes truth hurts; sometimes so
bad you'd rather hear a lie. We believe in
truth, for what it's worth. When you see truth,
it's like looking at the sun when you have a
hangover - it's brutal and you can't hide it,
or get away from it. Truth holds no grudge
or conscience. It exists only unto itself.
Sometimes it's very unpleasant to look at or
experience. We celebrate the beauty in truth,
and encourage others to do the same. We
haven't made any serious compromises yet,
and don't see why we should start now. We
have no idea where we place ourselves in
the commercial spectrum. So you think
Picasso ever gave this much thought?
Frankly, we don't fucking care. Rock and roll
is not art, yet at the same time it is art. Who
cares? Does it make any difference what
we call it?
We still haven't figured it all out, and make
no excuses for this. It takes a long time for a
band (any living thing) to grow up. We're
barely a year old. We will deal with what we
have to deal with, when we have to deal with
it and time will tell whether or not we handle
it well. We have high hopes and ideals, and
a good lawyer. Naivete is a joke in this band.
We are proud to be jaded. We refuse to be
ripped off and refuse to shit on anyone else.
Integrity is God. Rant rant rant. Don't expect
a miracle, expect a revolution.
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THE SUBGENIUS:
Patriot or Alien? Personal Saviour or False Prophet?
Nurd or Hero?
inspired Madman or Complete Jackass?
IF you suspect that things are much worse than you
ever suspected—
IF the only thing you've been able to laugh at for the
last ten years is the fact that NOTHING is funny
anymore—
IF you sometimes want to collar people on the street
and scream that you're more "different" than they
could possibly imagine—
IF you can help us with a donation—
IF you see the whole universe as one vast morbid
sense of sick humour—
IF the current 'Age of Progress' seems more like the
Dark Ages to you—
IF you are looking for an inherently contradictory
religion that will condone megadegeneracy and yet
tell you that you are "above" everyone else—
THEN THE CHURCH OF THE SUBGENIUS COULD
SAVE YOUR SANITY!
INSTANT ANSWERS TO EVERYTHING!
THIS IT IT! THE ONLY FAITH THAT PROMISES
ACTION, THRILLS, SUCCESS IN SEX AND BUSINESS!
"JUST EXACTLY WHAT IS THIS CHURCH OF THE
SUBGENIUS?"
That question is asked a thousand times a day,
every day, somewhere. And it's a good thing, because
that's the most pertinent question to ask in this modern
age. There is no description. Words do not suffice.
One must "SEE".
We let you see a little at a time until you are led
gradually to TOTAL CLARITY. It is The Nameless
Mission. The true mission is always nameless. To
name it is to doom it... to alert the enemy.
THE SUBGENIUS MUST HAVE SLACK!!!
But as the million-legged church crawls around
inside your cranium, there is one point it keeps
returning to. It is the very point of the Church. THE
POINT IS "Bob". "Bob" is and was e id shall ever be.
"Bob" is you. "Bob" is me. "Bob" is the Kama Sutra,
the Id, the light that glows in the heart and mind of
EVERY free-thinking SubGenius. And "Bob" is a man.
It's "Bob". It always comes down to that. Because
"BOB" IS SLACK!
"IS THIS SOME KIND OF TWISTED JOKE?"
Well, if you thought this Church was a joke, then
you'll by God never 'get' the punchline. Oh, we're the
'first to admit that we deliver far more laughs and yuks
per dollar than Scientology, the Unification Church, or
any other religious group, except possibly the Southern Baptists. But they are for Braindeath. We are
against Braindeath. No, this is NO JOKE. NO PARODY.
Only the foulness of your programming keeps you from
believing we have millions of members, nationwide
revivals, radio shows and so on. But we do. Not only
are we not kidding, but we'll even PISS YOU OFF.
Indeed, that's our job, our calling, OUR MISSION.
We're going to shock the hell out of every man, woman
and child on this planet. It's a big job, and we only
have until 1998 to do it. \ i »y
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UNSPEAKABLE!
Sensationalism is just the lure we use in order to
communicate in all sobriety certain awful histories and
a secret fate for the Earth so unspeakable that it may
take several books to prepare you just to read it.
Because if you are reading this in the late 20th Century,
EVERYTHING YOU KNOW REALLY IS WRONG. You
are an uncivilized, ignorant, BARBARIC peasant that
will be looked back upon by future generations with
every bit as much pity as you regard the plague-ridden
wretches of Medieval Europe. Your 'civilization' got off
so heavily on the wrong foot, is so far off the track, and
will keep going so far from where it is 'meant' to be,
that YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT SLACK IS.
THE PLAIN TRUTH!
Look around you and face it. It's been obvious for
along time. The world is composed mostly of assholes.
All kinds of ignorant, dangerous, thoughtless louts are
in positions of power, respect and influence, while
some of the bravest, most capable and deserving
people you know are forced to waste their talents
slugging it out in a thankless cycle of brainbreaking
labour and mental paralysis. Checks and balances?
What a joke! There are none. To think the system will
improve by itself is a PIPE DREAM.
FACE FACTS! WISE UP! SNAP OUT OF IT!
You're fooling yourself if you think this
society, this Western Civilization tinkertoy
cage of overpopulation is going to last
another forty years. THEY'VE DONE
THINGS TO THE ATMOSPHERE, THE
OCEANS, AND THE EARTH'S MAGNETIC
FIELD THAT YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT.
Notice the funny weather lately?
ARE WE CONTROLLED
BY SECRET FORCES?
Do you ever get the feeling
"BOB" IS EVIL! that-freevWiris.jolce?
To our primitive forefathers, the force of evil was not
something against God, but a necessary primal force
of Nature—the black, dreadful survival-of-the-fittest
part of existence that goes beyond the platitudes of
the Love Gods of simpletons and makes life VITAL
instead of dead and unchanging. The "evil" of
competition creates mutation and upward evolution.
THE POSSIBILITY OF DEATH MAKES A YOU GET OFF
YOUR ASS. lAJ     .
We should fear the gods because if we
don't, they'll stop letting Us have fear and without fear
we are also without choice, and without "goodness*.
Yes, we must change our idea of evil, but we MUST
NOT ELIMINATE IT, because that's what The Conspiracy and The Elder Gods most desire. If we can't
recognize evil, we can't recognize them. And, friends,
They are the evil side of evil..
Things will get a lot worse before they
get better, and any person, place or thing
that tries to tell you otherwise, whether
on TV, radio, OR AS A VOICE IN YOUR
HEAD, is part and parcel of The Conspiracy, the Conspiracy-Around-A-Conspir-
acy, and the megaconspiracies that spiral
well beyond this planet in nets of covert
manipulation. YEAH, the TV news leaves
out a few facts here and there.
the SubGenius id
YOU MAY  DIE/
WHAT IS THIS CONSPIRACY?
The Conspiracy formed the background of your
entire life. It is inner conflict. It is your inferiority
complex or your delusion of grandeur. It is nervous
tension, the habit of worry. It is your darkest, most
debilitating fears, and it's what keeps you afraid, what
makes you scared to walk home alone at night. IT IS
THE VERY REASON FOR ALL YOUR PROBLEMS.
One of Their very most effective tools is TECHNO-
BOREDOM— what passes for fun among Mediocretins
is deadening, false roleplay PAP to a SubGenius. They
BURY the alternatives. They're also expert at GUILT
MANIPULATION. A long, long time ago, They invented
the labels of "success" and "failure" (as opposed to
"good" and "bad") and made them stick. That gets
you to sacrifice irrationality. If you don't go along with
every trivial request THEY make, if you don't try to carry
the world on your back, both of which are impossible,
you're supposed to feel like you "failed" somehow.
You have a right to be disgusted with CRAP—to
LUST after BODIES—to FLEE from unwinnable fights.
DON'T BE A BUSINESS MAN ON A CROSS! "Bob"
says we should stand firm and fight for our right to fail
instead of forever beating our heads against a brick
wall They set for us. RELISH YOUR MISTAKES. We
seek Perfect laziness—a perpetual motion lifestyle of
work/play
As long as those Cage Men and Box Dwellers run
this planet, its economies and ecologies face certain
extinction. We must rise to our rightful places, grip the
reins of evolution and, with our Outsider's WarpKnowl-
edge, wrench human culture out of its subliminally
programmed mental slumber.
Our One-World Religion is the only sane alternative
to Their totalitarian One World Government.
"Sub-
IF YOU'RE A HUMAN, YOU'VE READ TOO FAR.
THROW THIS MAGAZINE AWAY! The Conspiracy
system burns humans as fuel. Subgeniuses aren't
humans. They gum up the works.
BOB IS NOT A FAN CLUB!
Most people totally misunderstand the term
Genius". Look at the word. What does it mean?
It means NOTHING! It's utterly ambiguous. All-
purpose. It sure as hell doesn't mean "just below
genius level". To "Bob" and his mighty friends in The
Council of None, one happy idiot is worth far more
than ten A-bomb-inventing geniuses. We throw most
so-called "geniuses" out. They're too nervous. They
take themselves too seriously. They're snide. They do
not truly 'know' Slack.
Praise "Bob", there are as many idiot SubGeniuses
as "smart" ones. Most prevalent, however, are
smart-asses. It isn't brains, but an intuitive anti-Pink,
anti-cute ATTITUDE MUTATION. The Conspiracy has
proved that you can have "high intelligence" but still
not be able to think.
SubGeniuses are merely The Chosen People—the
class which cannot be classified, those who are
different not only from others, but from each other. IF
ANY TWO ARE THE SAME, ONE MUST GO! We band
together only for strength, and only temporarily. The
Conspiracy used to KILL people who displayed
SubGenius traits. Thanks to the countless martyred
evo-and-devolution cults that paved the way, nowadays you're merely penalized financially, socially and
sexually for weirdness.
MUST HAVE SLACK!!
Not all SubGeniuses act and look weird. Many must
encase their weird thoughts inside a guise of Normalcy
just to survive and infiltrate. Why, some of the main
Saints of the Church look just as Pink as the day they
were born.
Remember, a 'SubGenius' isn't a member of any
organization. It is a life form. Dobbs Consciousness
isn't a philosophy or gameplan—it's the main quality
of an entire species that has always been here, but
has never needed a name. THINGS HAVE SIMPLY
NEVER BEEN THIS BAD BEFORE. If we don't start
recognizing it, we won't notice when They finally
destroy it.
DO PEOPLE THINK
YOU'RE STRANGE?
DO YOU??
THE ONES TO BE AVOIDED—
—yet the hardest to get rid of—are those who
behave as weirdly as possible but are really insecure
closet normals doing it only for attention from the
opposite sex or something equally inconsequential.
SubGeniuses are not just the super-cool. EVEN
CHRISTIANS CAN BE SUBGENIUSES, believe it or
not."Wide-open-minded" sure doesn't mean Punk or
New Wave or Liberal; that's all fashion slavery financed
by The Conspiracy. The hippies were easy enough to
buy. They sold their cultural fringe to the Normals
cheap! And soon the Normals will consider us
fashionable. That's why we owe no loyalty to Right
Wave, New Wing or anyone else. WE MUST TRANSCEND STYLE THROUGH NONSTOP STYLE METAMORPHOSIS. THE SUB-SUBCULTURE MUST ALWAYS BE ONE STEP BEYOND COOL.
WHAT IS SLACK?
Man was born with original Slack, yet most civilized
peoples don't believe in it, and their most learned
scholars can't even comprehend it. That is why the
Idiot is closer to the Divine, why "Bob" is adulated for
his Follies rather than his skills. If you do not believe
in Slack, it will not make itself available to you.
Slack is the Aladdin's Lamp that opens the other five
senses. It is the yardstick by which we should measure
ourselves. It is the only good reason to get out of bed
in the morning, and if you don't believe that, you are
surely lost in Perdition.
THE SLACK THAT CAN BE DESCRIBED IS NOT
TRUE SLACK!
Slack, in its cosmic sense, is that which remains
when all that is not Slack is taken away. But Slack is a
trickster. It is unknowable, ineffable, unsearchable . .
. hidden in revelation. Slack is neither created nor
destroyed. If you don't have it, it's somewhere it
shouldn't be! Abstract until incomprehensibility, it is
the definitionless, insubstantial substance of the
All—the ISness of the BIZness.
For up-to-date information on The Church of The
Subgenius, send a stamped, self-addressed envelope to:
THE SUBGENIUS FOUNDATION
P.O. BOX 140306, DALLAS, TEXAS 75214
We welcome contributions of any kind:
letters, artwork, photos, clippings, articles, sin materials, artifacts, money, sacrifices, tapes and all other shreds of
humanity. NOT TAX DEDUCTIBLE. We
would rather not hear from Mediocretins,
Pinks, Glorps or False Prophets.
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EC0RD1 Since next month's Local Motion
is going to be a big year-end
wrap-up, this one's going to try
to be short. In the meantime, if
anyone wants to tell me what
they think's worth mentioning
(for the year or any time, about local music
or whatever), I'm always looking for stuff to
pass on. So write to Local Motion c/o
Discorder and do it soon, because our
deadline is incredibly early.
November's Shindig semi-finals ended
with the Four Ones (disputed) winners over
Tippy A-Go-Go and the Humane Drum
Society and Big Can of Dog Food They'll
go on to meet the other two semis victors in
the finals December 14. As for the "disputed" part, controversy's raging within and
without CITR about the Four Ones'victory
over Tippy - not surprising when you
consider the huge variety of music that gets
lumped together under that word "alternative". I was at the finals two years ago when-
some friends of Death Sentence got a little
upset that they didn't win (which led to the
Savoy's no-hardcore policy).
The other semi-finalists so far, The Rain-
walkers, have suffered a bit of a setback:
Their drummer was in an ugly car accident
and will have to play the finals with his back
in a brace. Get better soon, Brian, and
meanwhile, send that new demo out to the
station!
And the band that won Jast year's Shindig
(coincidentally enough, narrowly knocking
out The Rainwalkers - then The Void - in
their first round) Stubborn Blood has just
lost guitarist Dan Danger. Peter Curtis has
been doing solo gigs, but the band has not
broKen up - there's a 4-song EP in the works
and they're looking for a new guitarist so
they can play live as a band again (Also
available now: band teeshirts!)
My favourite demo this month comes from
Ogre. As of press time, I haven't been able
to decide which songs to playlist, because
they're all pretty great. They recorded seven
songs in twelve hours, and, as the note says,
they "left in all the mistakes for your listening
pleasure."
Even if I'd never seen or heard them before
(or even Slow, whence sprang Hamm and
Terry) the song titles might have been
enough to win over my heart. But I have seen
them, a couple of times. The first time, at
Channel 1, must have been one of the first
times they played together (just a few weeks
earlier, at a party, Hamm and Terry asked
me - joking, I'm pretty sure - if / wanted to
sing for them). Hamm and the two guitarists
set themselves up in Status Quo poses (the
former nearly smashing his head on the
ceiling) while Terry and the other drummer
thrashed loud and mindlessly and the singer
screamed stuff like "Bowling with Satan!"
They were all in Spandex or something like
it (this was before Hamm's famous fake fur
breech-cloth) and left the audience more or
less in shock, with their ears bleeding. The
band was almost as loud as Redd Kross
and the Butthole Surfers (gods! gods!)
were just this past month; and considerably
louder than the football stadium U2 show.
What can I say? I loved them. And I still do,
listening to this tape where almost every line
of the lyrics is a gem (especially? in Fetch
the Archbishop), and the frenetic heavy
timeless drumming competes with the nood-
liest guitar solos you've ever heard (and
liked, or laughed at). As long as Ogre don't
take themselves seriously, I'll be crazy about
them. And if for some reason you haven't
seen them yet... .
Janis
Intense
moving pictures on the wall
they yelled NOMEANSNO
I was stumped
Intense
and my brain was getting tall
and
my Brain was gonna
blow
and thumped
we are breaking down the fence
the words were twisting my mind
but
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and thrown
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I was no longer blind
by a tv set secretion
and bumped
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DECEMBER  1987    19 The belief was, what the hell? Sure
they're huge, but there might be a
chance. If the questions are good -
provocative perhaps - they might
just see us as a breath of fresh air, a
challenge. They might just remember that
last time they came to town (1983), they had
some time for us; and the time before as
well, of course (sure CFOX presented the
show, but that was just hype. CITR was the
. only station in town that had a clue of what
they were about).
But, of course, it doesn't work that way.
Roundabout the time we faxxed the questions off, we heard about the Press Conference in Toronto, the only direct media
contact they'd be having for the entire tour.
We were naive. U2 aren't huge. They're
HUGE!!! They're not "As Big As The
Beatles," they're "As Big As U2." Beatlema-
nia is history. The U2 thing is current. They're
a significant chunk of what "is" these weird
days, like Oliver North, like AIDS, like the
dissolving ozone and Ronald Reagan's dissolving brain. Maybe it's the end of rock 'n
roll. Maybe it's the end of the world. One
thing is sure, we weren't going to get an
interview. So here's a couple of the questions
anyway:
1. In a very real way, you've had to grow
up in public, and, no doubt, you've made a
few widely quoted claims which you've since
lived to regref in one way or another. Could
this apply to the publicizing of your Christian
faith? Do you think that perhaps you could
have accomplished more (in a subversive
sense) were this kept quiet? In other words,
where would U2 be now if they'd never done
an interview?
2. Do you sometimes worry that as hugely
successful Rock Stars! you have too much
power, that the nature of the Rock 'n Roll
machine is to elevate a handful of successful
individuals to God-like status? Are you not
perpetuating this contradiction by playing
huge fifty, sixty, seventy thousand seat
stadiums where the possibility of real intimacy/
successful communication with even ten
percent of those present just doesn't exist?
3. In a recent Rolling Stone interview, Bono
regretted the tendency of (some) fans to
lavish more praise and adulation on the
individuals in the band, than on the music
itself. Yet, ever since The Unforgettable Fire,
virtually every U2 album cover, promotional
graphic, calendar and the like has featured
as its prominent focus, photographs of the
individual band members. Is this not a
contradiction?
20    DISCORDER
A 16-second interview with Dave Gregg]
Who are you: Dave Gregg of DOA.
What does your dad do: He plays drums,
builds boats and scrolls DOA
graffiti on the washroom walls
of B.C. Ferries.
What's Chuck Biscuits doing: He's drumming a few tracks for RUN-
DMC's new album.
What's your favourite type of soap:
Isotope  Soap  on  the   Let
Them   Eat   Jellybeans Ip.
limilllli
4. To what degree does your successful
involvement in Show Business satisfy personal desires for fame and power? You said
some years ago in Rolling Stone (1981) that
someday you'd be as big as the Beatles.
Has this been a worthwhile goal?
"There's a lot of tension between the
band and U2. Not with me really, but
there's a couple of the other band
members who really loathe U2. The thing
that really bugs us about them is people
saying, 'U2 are the saviours of rock, and
they're the new spokesmen for Ireland',
and I defy anyone to find something that
they've actually said about Ireland. All
they've ever said is like, 'Everyone be
peaceful!' Well, a two-year-old could say
that. The fact of the matter is, there's
some really serious shit going down up
there and it's been ignored for so long.
What we're trying to do is just say, 'Look,
there is something going oni up there.
Maybe you should read aboutjit,' and U2
is saying, 'Oh, everything's fine. Just be
peaceful, because we're making so much
money.' I don't like the hypocrisy. And
also Bono taking people on tours of
Dublin saying I grew up here in Balamena
(?) which is just a total ghetto; and as a
matter of fact, he didn't grow up there.
They're all middle class boys who've just
coasted through life,"
(Steve Mack of That Petrol Emotion)
THE JESUS AND MARY
CHAIN
Darklands
The Reid brothers, so prolific in their synthesis of feedback and distortion, have discovered the benefits of melodies and disillusionment on their new LP. The result is that their
blanket of noise has been moved into the
background, and instead of singing about
psychocandy and Cindy they now sing about
rainy days and being dragged down to Hell.
So if you are part of the sinful masses who
have obtained a one-way ticket to Hell, pick
up a copy of this great album to make your
trip and your stay in the fiery pits more
enjoyable.
Chris Buchanan
CRIMINAL ELEMENT ORCHESTRA
Put the Needle to the Record
Cooltempo, UK/Criminal Records, US
Stretch your under-used surrealist imagination into sensing what it would be like to be
an organic drum kit. Then imagine your
breathing, heartbeat, thoughts, functions
and reactions being masterminded by the
most ferocious of skin-beaters who throbs,
strokes, beats, thrashes and crashes all your
senses into one infectiously inflammatory
and maliciously chunky bonzai beat. Now
picture (with your ears) little time-altered
midgets and giants dancing about your
sense of reality; and horns, and Prince's
guitar, and even Jodi Whatley added for
surrealisms sake. Then the beat just goes
on...and...on... By now you are so much a
part of it, you become it; as a drum kit
becomes the beat, so do you. And then you
say shut-up.
Robert Shea ALEX CHILTON
High Priest
PUBLIC IMAGE LTD
Happy?
Lydon and Alex Chilton are two heavy-duty
dudes. Genuine rock legends. Probably
poor roomates. The problem with their status
is that it can't help but taint the way we listen
to their work. You have to make a conscious
effort to listen with a fresh ear. That said, only
Hilton's High Priest is a surprise, being so
unassuming and friendly it disassociates
itself from his chaotic past. As for the other
-who's that chap with the bullhorn? It's John
Lydon, unfortunately, and is he dour! As
usual, he rants. Rants and rant and rants.
The kicker is that he provides no tangible,
factual, or coherent reason for why he's
upset, no inspirational words to arm yourself
with while imbibing at the Rose & Thome
across the table from three or four beer-
bolstered floor traders. Face it. Lydon's
lyrics, while often quite clever, are dogmatic.
His music, although unavoidably intense, is
too muddled to hold your attention. Worst of
all, his "dance-oriented" rhythmns are so
mechanical they won't seduce any body
who's not a slave to clubland volume and the
girl in the long black coat over there by the
pillar. No, the far pillar. What? Can't hear
you...sounds like he's using a bullhorn...hahaha...say, would you like to come
home and listen to my new Alex Chilton
record...well, more mood music, actually...And
that is how Alex Chilton sounds in a
hammock. It comes across as an acknowledgement of the music he made as a lad in
Memphis, with horns quoting In the Midnight
Hour; limpid, liquid, Elmore James blues,
shuffling, shambling instrumental, and so
on. It's not worth picking on, because it won't
retaliate anyway. This record will not come
out and play! And I admit, it's frustrating!!
Happy?? Perhaps what Alex needs is house
bully Lydon to come scratching at his screen
door one evening like the ancient preacher
in Poltergeist II ("Time to die, Chilton..."),
hustle his ass out of the basement, and make
a blood pact to tour the local teen hops and
grad blowouts as the greatest garage band
of all time. A meeting of minds. After all, isn't
that why groups are formed?
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JESSE ED DAVIS
AKA Graffiti Man
Heart Jump Bouquet
The Peace Company
These two tape-only releases are from the
American Indian duo of poet John Trudell
and guitarist Jesse Ed Davis. They're independent releases so you won't find them in
the stores which is truly unfortunate. This
stuff really should be heard. As accompanied by Davis' Graffiti Band, Trudell's poetry
offers one of the most cogent and philosophical views of American culture since Bob
Dylan in the '60s. 1986's AKA Graffiti Man,
the more political of the releases deals with
cultural,, personal and economic themes.
Baby Boom Che is an incisive piece of
cultural criticism which credits Elvis for
waking up his generation, while Rich Man's
War dissects America's present problems
and then offers a few possible solutions.
Heart Jump Bouquet, released this year,
focuses exclusively on personal relationships with women. Trudell's romanticism is
pure and fresh without being therapeutic.
The Graffiti Band is stronger on this one,
effectively complementing the poetry's nuance and accent. Keep your eyes open for
these two men. For more info write to: The
Peace Company, 7095 Hollywood Blvd,
#104-432, Hollywood, CA. 90028.
Mark Quail
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Burning Records
Can you say the grim side of modern?
Industrial grunge. The kerrang! of heavy
steel, the digital rhythms of machine intelli
gence. But wait. There're melodies slinking
around in the mix (hints of them anyway),
and the odd human voice. Call it singing. The
Hanging Key in particular really goes places.
Film music which comes with the benefit of
not having any specific images tied to it
(yet!). For what it's worth, the slower, more
expansive arrangements do more for me
than the upbeat neo-danceable parts, though
given a live situation, I might reverse that
statement. And these guys do play live. And
they're local. Support them. Be entertained.
Vancouver can be more than just rock'n'roll
heaven. Cassette Only. Burning Records.
#606-1021 Harwood Street, Vancouver B.C.
V6E 3N3.
Bill Mullan
LAST EXIT
The Noise of Trouble/
Live in Tokyo
Enemy Records
Jaco Pastorius (R.I.P.) once coined the term
"Punk Jazz" which would seem quite apropos for Last Exit's Music. Angry, loud and
quite often at a frantic pace, these avant
garde improvisers - bassist Bill Laswell,
guitarist Sonny Sharrock, bass saxophonist
Peter Brotzman, and drummer/vocalist Ronald
Shannon Jackson - get together to kick,
beat, scream and wail up a wall of sonic
trouble to please most free jazz/noise fans.
When it works, it's a kick to the head. When
is doesn't though, it's simply in trouble. Live
In Tokyo hits sometimes, misses others, but
it's still very much worth the listen. Better
yet, check out last year's self-titled debut.
Paul Clarke
RUDY SCHWARTZ
PROJECT
Bowling for Appliances
Remember Lynyrd Skynyrd? Joe Newman
of the Rudy Schwartz Project does, and
on this latest cassette he transcends the
bounds of 'good taste' and exhumes the
bodies for public display. The band responsible for classics such as People Are Scum
and Xmas Time's for Assholes has again
proven that Austin is NOT a hotbed of
sappy-assed guitar (True Believers) and/or
demented drug-crazed cross-dressers (Buttholes), but in fact, the centre of a storm of
political and moral awareness that spreads
its message via humour and musical experimentation. Sacrosanct institutions and personalities of our TV culture are targets for
RSP's sarcastic polkas, raps, and rock.
Check out this unique tape if you still have a
sense of humour and appreciate the cultural
contributions of Ernest Borgnine. Contact:
Joe Newman, 5404 Ave. F, Austin, Texas
78751.
Travis B
22    DISCORDER DAVID SYLVIAN
Secrets of the Beehive
Buzz, buzz, buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. If your
copy of Brilliant Trees (1984)is scratched
or stolen, you can replace it with this one.
There is absolutely no difference, no progress, no change. The last three years
haven't mellowed Sylvian—they've atrophied
him. How did all the innovative and creative
people involved in the creation of this record
manage to stay awake long enough to see
it through to its completion? The bees to
which the title refers must all have been
drones.
Larry Thiessen
YUNG WU
Shore Leave
Sure, somebody with a grease pencil has
tagged this as neoREMist, but actually these
are the fabled quiet tracks from Eno's Here
Comes the Winnipeg Jets session. Eno
(which, incidentally, is an anagram for God)
had a bad throat that day so they got the guy
who swept out the studio at night (someone
thinks his name was Jim the Lude Ranger)
to do vocals. Of course they had to oblige
Ol' Jim with Stones and Neil Young covers,
and then Eno walked out, and then legal
proceedings ensued.... Anyway, thirteen
years later it hits the street in completely
bogus packaging that makes it look like a
Wang Chung record, but it isn't. Trust me.
It's REM, er, I mean Eno. No shit.
JB Hohm
KING'S HOUSE
A Tribute to Gordon Jenkins
Your parents and grandparents probably
used to listen to Gordon Jenkins. King's
House has just released its tribute to this
popular American composer. Of course, this
is the '80s and things are different. Be
prepared to endure about sixty minutes of
analog record skips, samples, static, and
turntable torture. A great tape suitable for
alienating just about everyone. For similar
effect, cut asymmetrical radiating grooves
in your new U2 record and put it on the worst
turntable you can find. The CIA is reportedly
using this cassette to extract confessions
from Libyan tourists. Contact: Subelecktrick
Institute, 475 21st Ave., San Francisco,
California 94121.
Travis B
RADIO OBJECT
Radio Objeckt exists for the sole purpose
of exposing people to all that is new and
exciting in the world of music. Perhaps the
best radio show of its kind, it presents
alternative artists in a format that accentuates the viability of creativity. The show is
broadcast on independent radio stations in
North America and Europe, and is available
on cassette. For listeners who are genuinely
curious about what's happening, Radio
Objeckt is the ultimate sample of experimental labels and musical styles. Contact: P.O.
Box 967, Eureka, California 95502.
Travis B
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ONES' PLAN
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The true symbol of The Conspiracy (called by
some The llluminati, which is actually but one
important sect) is not the Eye-ln-the-Pyramid—for
that is the spmbol of the Elder Gods—but the
little-seen red emblem of a PLASTIC SPOON,
FORK, AND KNIFE partially crossed in an ill
travesty of the Christian Cross death-sign. The
reason for this stupid logo: PLASTIC because that
is the nature of it all, the EATING UTENSILS
because they ear" us They are cannibals—not
so much in the sense of devouring human flesh,
for they do that only on special occasions, but
in the sense that they consume our energy.
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•Mark Stewart & Maffia
This Is Stranger Than Love
Mute
•Smiths
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WEA
•54-40
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WEA
•Dukes of Stratosphear
Psonic Psunspot Virgin
•Cabaret Voltaire
Code
Capitol
•Jah Wobble
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WOB
•Marrs
Pump Up the Volume
4AD
•Hank Williams
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Polygram
•Godley & Creme
Snack Attack
Polygram
•Public Image Ltd.
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•Big Black
Songs About Fucking
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Nettwerk
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Slash
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Outside Looking In
WEA
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Here To Go
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Virgin
•Various Artists
Geyser Enigma
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DECEMBER  1987    25 OnTheDial
TUESDAYS
WEEKDAY HIGHLIGHTS
MONDAYS
RANDOM DESIGNS
7:30-10:00 am
"Can you catch exploding bunnies from hell?
What do you do with them once you catch them?
Do you care?" A show for apathetic fur-bearing
humanoids. Join Melissa for your weekly dose
of superficiality.
SOUP OF THE DAY
11:00 am-1:00 pm
One can never be sure of what's a-stirring in the
pot of 'Captain K—but if you're daring enough
to partake, you might find it quite palatable—
and if not, the Captain doesn't adhere strictly to
the "too many kooks" theory. ...Head Kook: Kevin
Williams—and sometimes specially imported
chef from Kimberly, Lupus Yonderboy.
DOGS BREAKFAST
1:00-3:00 pm
Each time you open the box something different
comes out. Could be Jazz, hardcore, country,
metal, rare oldies or even schlock. Your guess
is as good as mine! Frank Sivertz hosts.
CRAPSHOOT
5:30-6:00 pm
MORE DINOSAURS
8:00-9:00 pm
THE JAZZ SHOW
9:00-12:30 am
Vancouver's longest-running prime time Jazz
program, featuring all the classic players, the
occasional interview, and local music news.
Hosted by the ever-suave Gavin Walker.
07 Dec.  "Renaissance" is the title of Branford
Marsalis' latest. Wynton's older (by
one year) brother does his best record so far.
With Kenny Kirkland, Herbie Hancock (acoustic
piano), Tony Williams (drums) and others. A fine
showcase for Branford's talent on soprano and
tenor saxophones.
14 Dec.   "The Gerry Mulligan Quartet in Paris."
One of the most popular groups of the
fifties with Mulligan (baritone saxophone) and
Bob Brookmeyer (valve trombone) play at their
most inspired...before a huge French audience.
21 Dec.   "To Bird With Love" a great tribute to
Charlie Parker by a relatively young
man who has taken a long-neglected horn in
Jazz...the clarinet, and turned it into his unique
voice. THE answer to "What happened to the
clarinet?"...Eddie Daniels...recorded in 1987.
27 Dec. The late Red Garland, although not an
innovator in jazz, was one of its leading
piano stylists. Red's music is the perfect antidote
for post-Christmas blues (or blahs). Mr. "Bright
and Breezy" wends his way through standards
and blues from various albums With Paul Chambers (bass) and Art Taylor (drums.)
ENVIRONMENTAL SCATOLOGY
12:30-4:00 am
Ever tasted blood?... Ever run your hand through
warm guts?... Well I have... don't feel like nothin.'
26    DISCORDER
PEST CONTROL
11:00-1:00 pm
Welcome to the Roach Motel. I'm Jerome Broadway, the caretaker. Don't mind those ugly, multi-
legged hairy creatures crawling up your leg.
They're just Mother's pests. Igor! Crank up the
music!
BLOOD ON THE SADDLE
1:00-3:00 pm
Every Tuesday, music to scrape the cowshit off
your boots to.
THE ORAL DAVE RADIO SHOW
3:00-5:00 pm
—There are no quick and easy answers—
RECTAL RECTITUDE ?
5:30-8:00 pm
My limp body was covered with the excrement
of a thousands dogs—my brain had been soaked in the urine from 100 pus-infested penises—
my toenails had been peeled off and paint stripper brushed on the naked flesh—my nostrils had
been stuffed with decaying flesh—my ears had
been plugged with the sounds of screeching
pigs—at last I had become an American—true,
strong and FREE.
STUFF
8:00-9:30 pm
Julia and Lisa do a show called Stuff. It's poetry
with a post-modern bent.
AURAL TENTACLES
Midnight-4:00 am
WEDNESDAYS
THE CLASSICAL SHOW
7:30-10:00 am
A variety of musical styles ranging from the early Medieval to the 20th Century. All styles will be
discussed with historical importance. Requests
taken. Hosted by Wolfgang J. Ehebald.
*PAULA TAKES LIBERTIES
1:00-5:00 pm
It's the middle of the day—you wish it was midnight—you wish you were high—well, so do I.
THE LION'S DEN
5:15-5:30 pm
Neil Davis will interview players, coaches and
special guests on The Lion's Den. There will also
be a trivia contest, the prizes being gift certificates for the Fogg 'n Suds Restaurant.
THE AFRICAN SHOW
8:00-9:30 pm
The latest in modern African dance music plus/
minus a few oldie but greats and extras. Your way
we come every Wednesday at 8:00. Information
—News as they come at 8:30 pm. Possible
special features at 9:00. Your host: Umerah P.
Onukwulu. Welcome. ,
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?
Midnight-4:00 am
Sick and tired of all this punk, new wave, underground bullshit? Elevator music is where it's at...
Travis B. lights up your life and plays the best
Montovani and Muzak.
THURSDAYS
ANOTHER KIND OF WEDNESDAY
7:30-10:00 am
Ever feel like you've slept-in 24 hours too long?
Maybe this Killpigge fellow inhabits his own time
zone, or universe for that matter.
FINE LINES
10:00-11:00 am
STACY'S SHOW
1:00-3:00 pm
What will happen will happen!
GREEK WEEKLY REPORT
5:15-5:30 pm
Brothers Pi, Gamma and Delta will be bringing
you all the information on what is happening inside the Greek Society at UBC. Everything from
sports & social information to the Greek tune of
the week, as well as the Greek personal columns
will be heard each week.
THE VINYL FRONTIER
5:30-8:00 pm
The Spinlist will never be the same again! Tune
in. Turn on. Drop out.
THE CAN-CON JOB
9:00-11:00 pm
Two hours of current Canadian acts with a marked propensity to play local bands. Hosted by
Deded the Dedhed.
EXHIBITIONISM
Midnight-3:30 am
"Sarcasm is the root of all evil."
(Langley Strood)
Campus Stylus: Matt Richards.
FRIDAYS
FRIDAY MORNING MAGAZINE
7:30-10:30 am
The re-emergence of New Souls. Sacred Dates,
Times, Points in History. Overthrowing history.
Plus what's going on in Vancouver.
04 Dec. Newerks and the context of Grace-
land: Time, Space, Energy. Profile:
The making of a Ballet with the Royal Winnipeg
Ballet (The Nutcracker). Plus: New Folk music,
City calendar.
11 Dec. Focus on AIDS: interview with Bob
Tivey and others involved.
Rita McNeill — music.
18 Dec.    Christmas Theatre Profile.
25 Dec. Celebrating both Dark and Light; a
focus on significant events of 1987,
and looking forward to 1988.
TRIBES AND SHADOWS
10:30-11:30 am
A program that explores "New Consciousness."
Dreams, myths, cultures and rituals all take context, bridging the gap between Dark and Light.
Featuring the innovative, the eclectic and the stirring diversities inherent in the musical fabric of
our world. Hosted by Kirby Hill.
04 Dec. Yet to come.
11 Dec.    An introduction to Ron Blake's "Third
Stream Music."
18 Dec.    Touchstone Theatre is interpreting the
work of Bertolt Brecht. So will we.
25 Dec.    Christmas tales from Windham Hill. emu
7:30
8:00
9:00
10:00
11:00
12:00
1:00
2:00
3:00
4:00
5:00
6:00
7:00
8:00
9:00
10:00
11:00
12:00
1:00
2:00
3:00 -
4:00
MONDAY TUESDAY       WEDNESDAY      THURSDAY FRIDAY
NEWS. SPORTS. WEATHER GENERIC REVIEW.   INSIGHT
RANDOM
DESIGNS
SOUP OF
THE DAY
THE
JENNIFER CHAN
SHOW
PEST
CONTROL
THE
CLASSICAL
SHOW
TNT COMEDY SHOW
ANOTHER KIND
OF WEDNESDAY
FINE LINES
FRIDAY
MORNING
MAGAZINE
TRIBES AND
SHADOWS
Joanna Graystone
DOG'S
BREAKFAST
\^
CITR NEWS, SPORTS, WEATHER
BLOOD ON
THE SADDLE
ORAL
DAVE
THE
RT.L
SHOW*
STACEYS
SHOW
PARTY WITH
ME, PIERRE
& JACQUES!
EXPO '66
NARDWUAR
Peter
Courtemanche
NEWS, SPORTS, WEATHER GENERIC REVIEW, INSIGHT, DAILY FEATURE
WAYNE COX'S
BRAIN
MORE
DINOSAURS
THE
JAZZ
SHOW
ENVIRONMENTAL
SCATOLOGY
RECTAL
RECTITUDE
STUFF
JUST
SAY NO!
AURAL
TENTACLES
KATHY DAY
THE
AFRICAN
SHOW
PERMANENT
CULTURE
SHOCK
THE
VINYL FRONTIER
TOP OF
THE BOPS
THE
CAN-CON
JOB
MEL BREWER
PRESENTS
EXHIBITIONISM
CRAPSHOOT
INTERFERENCE
CRACK
RHYTHM
LOUIS
LOUIS
WEEKDAY REPORTS
SATURDAY REPORTS
8:00
10:00
1:00
3:00
5:00
MAJOR NEWS/SPORTS
NEWSBRIEF
NEWSBREAK
NEWSBRIEF
MAJOR NEWS/SPORTS
Noon
6:00
MAJOR NEWS/SPORTS
SATURDAY EVENING
MAGAZINE
FM102
SATURDAY SUNDAY
THE
SATURDAY
EDGE
POWER
CHORD
WE BE
BOTANISTS
SAT. MAGAZINE
THE
MEAN
TIME
NOCTURNES
TUNES
US
MUSIC
OF
OUR
TIME
THE
ROCKERS
SHOW
BLUES CITY
SHAKE DOWN
\&
SUNDAY MAG.
TWW.S.I.
JUST LIKE
WOMEN/
ELECTRONIC
SMOKE SIGNALS
PLAYLOUD/
THIS IS
NOT A TEST
UFE
AFTER
BED
FLOYD'S
CORNER
SUNDAY REPORTS
10:00 VAN. NEW MUSIC CALENDAR
Noon NEWS
6:00 SUNDAY MAGAZINE
6:30 THE WAY WE SEE IT EXPO '66
1:00-2:30 pm
MIDTOWN (UPI)—Expo '66 Chairman Dean Paul
Kennedy announced a concrete opening date for
the world's fair. "We're right on track, everything
is go-ahead for opening day, January 1 at 1:00
p.m." Kennedy, son of entertainer/politician Dean
Kennedy, is also host of the CITR radio pavillion.
"Until the first, stay tuned Fridays at 1:00 for updates. This will be one kick-ass world's fair,"
added the young swinger.
NARDWUAR THE HUMAN
SERVIETTE PRESENTS...
2:30-3:00 pm
Amelia Earhart disappeared 50 years ago. 1988
approaches rapidly, but wil she return in December of 1987? Will her navigator, Fred Noonan,
also return from obscurity? Only you will be able
to determine these puzzling questions: Nardwuar
and Cleopatra von Flufflestein have become too
exausted in their search for Amelia. It's up to your
ingenuity to save Amelia. Please help her!!
78 Dec.    What would have been Amelia's 90th
birthday. Share this day with Amelia
and Nardwuar.
25 Dec.    Continue your search for Amelia,
while listening to her favourite bands,
The Sonics, Wailers and Galaxies, sing Christmas Carols.
THE WAY WE SEE IT
5:30-6:00 pm
Join the CITR News Staff as they discuss a week
of events and issues, causes and consequences.
Learn all there is to know about a world of happenings, as each reporter gives story details and
discusses its implications.
INTERFERENCE
6:00-9:00 pm
Mozart was a Freemason.
CRACK RHYTHM
9:00-midnight
A large, messy, enigmatically entertaining eve-
ing program, highlighting the hefty sounds of
exotic beats and the malicious chunk of modern
funk, with constant and current info on the Vancouver alternative music scene supplied by those
who should know. Hastily hosted by Robert Shea.
LOUIS LOUIS
Midnight-4 am
60 minute sets—no requests—no apologies.
WEEKEND HIGHLIGHTS
SATURDAYS
THE SATURDAY EDGE
8:00 am-noon
Winter draws on (you're going to need them!) and
host Steve Edge continues to present the best
in acoustic/roots/folk music on CITR. This is the
time of year to reflect on the events of the last
12 months, so there will be lots of highlights of
1987, featuring exclusive live concert footage from
gigs at the Rogue Folk Club/Savoy, as well as
a personal selection of the year's best albums.
The biggest event in December, of course, is
the visit of The Pogues. They are the principal
reason for this show ever starting at all, and now
at long last, they'll be at The Commodore for the
biggest show of the year/decade.
Scheduled features include classic British
comedy from "Beyond the Fringe," the Cambridge Footlights Show which led to all the major
cult comedy shows in the old country (around
9 a.m. every week), the Compleat Monty Python
TV shows (serialized at 11:45), The Edge on Soccer at 11:30, with all the latest scores, scorers and
match reports from England and Scotland, and
The Edge on Folk's weekly feature at 10:00. This
month:
05 Dec. Features four concert previews: Prairie
Oyster, Washington Squares, Stephen
Fearing, and The Pogues.
12 Dec.  Valdy is back in town, so what's he
been up to?
79 Dec.  The Annual Christmas Show. Get The
Edge on...
26 Dec. The best of 1987. The Edge's Top 20.
POWER CHORD
Noon-3:00 pm
Vancouver's only true metal show, featuring the
underground alternative to mainstream metal:
local demo tapes, imports and other rarities, plus
album give-aways.
WE BE BOTANISTS
3:00-6:00 pm
There are certain hazards in having knowledge
of taxonomic identification of mushrooms: "I
never met a Psilocybe I didn't like. Or consume,
for that matter. Uh, could someone help get all
these spiders off me?"
—Botanist Grant just prior to treatment.
SATURDAY EVENING MAGAZINE
6:00-6:30 pm
Featuring news, sports, weather, Insight, Generic
Review, Today in History, Across the Atlantic.
THE MEAN TIME flight
6:30-9:00 pm (sometimes)
your step, between guano, to please,    music
of the birds, Watch Paul Funk dodge presents
which UBC    Lodged by  the Thunder paths
NOCTURNES
Approx. 10:15-midnight (after UBC Sports
Broadcasts) — otherwise 9:00 pm-midnight
"Anyone with even the briefest exposure to today's commercial music industry can't escape
the realization that this is an area which has been
completely subverted by Satan..."
—Jimmy Swaggart, Music: The New Pornography 1:3
—Zealous Stylus: Paul C.
TUNES 'R' US
Midnight-4:00 am
SUNDAYS
MUSIC OF OUR TIME
8:00-Noon
Modern 20th Century classical music ranging
from the tonal to the avant-garde. Commentary
on the historical, technical and latest fashions
with regards to all genres. Requests taken. Your
host, Wolfgang J. Ehebald.
THE ROCKERS SHOW
Noon-3:00 pm
Reggae, Rock Steady and Ska. At 1:30, Reggae
Beat International Hour: news and interviews
about Reggae music worldwide. Host: George
Barrett.
ROCKIN' RELIGION
3:00-3:30 pm
Preachin' Blues, Gospel Rock, Religious R'n'B,
Jesus Rock and the Devil's music too. With your
hosts, Lochlan Murray and Reverend Rob.
BLUES CITY SHAKEDOWN
3:30-5:00 pm
Delta Blues, Post War Urban Blues, Boogie
Blues, Honky Tonk Blues, Rockabilly Blues,
Psychedelic Blues, Blues Rock, Punk Blues &
even that laid-back Contemporary Blues shit.
Hosted by Robert Zepeski or Lochlan Murray.
20 Dec.    "It hurts me too," with Rob Z. Elmore
James & the Slide Guitar.
27 Dec.    Beware of the Dog, with Rob Z. Theodore Roosevelt Taylor AKA Hound
Dog Taylor.
SOUL CITY (SOUL GALORE)
5:00-6:00 pm
With your hosts Rob Z. or Lochlan Murray.
06 Dec. Atlantic, Motown & Philly International, with Lochlan Murray.
13 Dec. James (Mr. Soul) Brown, with Lochlan
Murray.
20 Dec.    Ben E. King, with Rob Z.
27 Dec.    Otis Redding, with Rob Z.
JUST LIKE WOMEN/
ELECTRONIC SMOKE SIGNALS
6:30-9:00 pm
06 Dec. ELECTRONIC SMOKE SIGNALS:
Special feature on indigenous peoples in the Soviet Union—self-determination or
genocide? Special update on Chernobyl and the
Soviet nuclear industry.
13 Dec. JUST LIKE WOMEN: Tune in for invigorating and stimulating interviews,
news and music for anyone interested in women's
issues or learning more about them.
20 Dec. ELECTRONIC SMOKE SIGNALS:
Join us as we recover the great pagan
tradition of celebrating the winter solstice and the
imminent return of the sun.
27 Dec. JUST LIKE WOMEN: Interviews,
news and music on, by and for
women.
PLAYLOUD/THIS IS NOT A TEST
9:00 pm-Midnight
"The void beyond the planes where chaos reigns
and form abideth not." Abdul Alhazred
Aural surgery performed by Larry Thiessen.
FLOYD'S CORNER
2:00 am-Until Jeff fades...
Jeff G. pulls the cowshit from his boots and slings
it on the turntable every Sunday night for all you
funny-walking, shit-disturbing, cattle-riding winos.
SPORTS PROGRAM NOTES
The Lion's Den — Wed. 5:15 pm
Hosted by Neil Davis. Includes interviews and a
trivia contest with prizes.
The Edge on Soccer - Sat. 11:30 am.
British soccer results and exclusive reports on
Vancouver's 86ers and the new Canadian Soccer
League. Hosted by Steve Edge.
28    DISCORDER H&tiflti?
"I had nothing to offer but my confusion."
(Jack Kerouac)
Confusion really isn't such a bad
state. You're not alone, you've
been there before and enlightenment could be just around the
corner. Confusion is universal. Don't be
deceived. Unless he's some kind of deistic
space alien in human form, anybody who
tells you otherwise is full of shit. Even if he
is a deistic space alien, he's still probably
full of shit. Unless he is God. Hmmmm?
"This alien has come from many planets, but
on this planet we call Earth, the alien
becomes divided. All of us here on earth
have created this planet ourselves from our
own minds and we hold it together only
because we still desire to experience its
opposing extremes. When we have finished
with it, it is said that Planet Earth will become
a sun with its own solar system. Until then,
there is one main condition to all of our daily
lives: that we should not remember why we
are really here." (Daevid Allen)
One of the principal benefits of confusion
is the inspiration it offers. It's the way we
work (humankind). Throw us an apparent
puzzle and we'll try to put it together into
some kind of whole. It's the nature of
surrealism. Stick a melting clock in the
middle of an empty plain, and the brain is
challenged to come up with some kind of
logical response to what is clearly not a
logical image. Clocks don't melt, and what's
the empty plain got to do with anything?
'Why, lots actually. It could be symbolic of
internal emptiness, The Void, alienation.'
And clocks melting?: That could be Einstein's theory of relativity. Couldn't it?'
Life is surreal. Absurd combinations pop
up everywhere you allow yourself to look.
Sometimes they're pleasant, like BC Place
(there's a huge alien spaceship in the middle
of this city, and nobody seems the least bit
concerned). Sometimes they're painful, violent, insane. Like war.
"Man is and always has been a maker of
gods. It has been the most serious and
significant occupation of his sojourn in the
world." (John Burroughs)
Life, reality, the big IT. Look at it like you're
a passenger on an airplane flying crosscountry at night. Sure there's a lot of people
down there—say, one for each light you
see—but look again. Those lights are just
pin-points, occasionally clusters. The only
thing that's really abundant is the blackness,
the emptiness, the essential.... Is it any
wonder we need a god or two?
"We owe our existence to random collisions
and explosions which happened many billions of years ago." (Carl Sagan)
"The belief in coincidence is the prevalent
superstition of the modern age of science."
(?)
Atheism is just another belief. The belief
that there is no God, no immortality. Life just
is. You're born, you do some stuff, and then
you die. CLICK. The light goes out. No
memory. Nothing.
"If there is a God, atheism must seem to Him
as less of an insult than religion." (Goncourt)
Ah, yes. Religion. A specific system of
belief or worship etc., built around God, a
code of ethics, a philosophy of life, etc.
(thanks, Webster). Serious business. Big
Business. Huge topic. Whose idea was it to
do this anyway? This is a music magazine. I
spent ten years of my life (ages five through
fifteen) going to Church every Sunday.
Catholic Church. God's place. He ran it with
his son, Jesus, and some third nebulous
presence known only as The Holy Spirit. Or
so they said. Personally, I was always
dubious. Not because the Jesuits beat or
raped me (I went to secular Public School).
Nor because of the hypocrisy, the pretense,
the obvious paganism, the centuries of
plunder and inquisition (I was too young to
really care). No, it was just dull. BORING!!!
If there was a God, and I was pretty sure
there was (my parents loved me, I was
healthy), He certainly didn't want me to be
bored. Not on his account. Bored to death.
Bored! Bored! Bored! I kept on hoping some
terrorists would bust in and take us all
hostage, or the Church would catch fire, or
a plane would crash into it.
"It is the test of a good religion whether you
can joke about it." (Gilbert K Chesterton)
"The total absence of humour form the Bible
is one of the most singular things in literature." (Alfred North Whitehead)
It's not that I deny the existence of Christ
or even necessarily His alleged divinity.
Something significant did happen two thousand years ago. If you have any faith at all
in history, you have to believe that. What I
wonder about is that Book He theoretically
left behind. Who wrote the Bible anyway?
Who were Matthew, Mark, Luke and John?
What clubs did they belong XolWho edited
the Bible? What happened to the Gospel
according to Mary Magdalene? Who is The
Widow's Son? Isn't Santa an anagram for
Satan? Why is U2 so HUGE? How is it that
some guy who wears a funny pointed hat
can be closer to God than me? And it's not
just Christianity either—I just know it best.
Show me a religion and I'll show you big
holes, ask bigger questions.
"God is always and everywhere." (?)
What if there is a God, and he's a prick,
a sadist; heaven's a con, a scam, a big joke?
Or what if heaven is nirvana? The righteous
go there when they die and it's beautiful and
it's wonderful and it never ends? What
happens after? Aren't we all agnostics? Is
there anyone who never acts out of faith, out
of the belief (perhaps unconscious) that his
current selfless sacrifice will somehow pay
off big in the long term? Likewise, is there
anyone who never makes a selfish, cowardly,
ultimately faithless decision? Just because
you believe something, believe it to the very
soul of your being, that doesn't make it true.
No, the truth is out there somewhere, in the
darkness, in the light, blowing in the wind.
"There are no nouns on this planet." (R.
Buckminster Fuller)
So what's the point? There is no point. This
is not a sermon. Or is it? I wish I knew. God
is an overwhelming responsibility. Don't lay
it on anybody. You'll drive them insane. And
that includes yourself. If He/She/They/It exist,
the contact's going to come from inside you.
Who needs a church for that? (This is a
sermon!)
Happy Kringle. Peace on Earth. CITR
Loves you. Slack off!
The Editor
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starring
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DEC. 15 JOEL PARKES (Record release party)
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