Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti has begun. A new pink dawn is caressing the earth’s body.
Legions of imitators of that well revered Haunted Graffiti sound will now have to go on back to their respective drawing boards.
Ariel has written the book, and now he’s lighting it on fire and with that fire he has cooked up a new record.
Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti | Only In My Dreams
It tastes perfect. It’s as if the band had been dining in the fanciest of restaurants and they got food poisoning and wrote the songs that will eventually be on this new album that you will soon be listening to whenever you get it.
It’s as if the food at said restaurant tasted splendid but there may have been spores. It’s like vomit on fine italian marble. A jet-shot of beautiful glowing puke on something recently mopped and shined. Don’t worry, they’ll clean it up. They’ll clean it up using your ears as vacuums.
Ariel Pink feat. Dâm Funk | Baby
That swill slurging around in your brain will take hold. Like John Carpenter’s “The Thing” played in reverse, you will be cleansed. It will sate the thirst in your soul for something violent and pure. Ecstasy within divine perversion. “You got ‘The Haunt’?”, folks will ask when they see your pin needle eye holes. They’ll know.
Ariel knows too, and he has climbed out of the gauze and fog of his musical past but so also has Haunted Graffiti. They are no longer in the white coffin of serpents and mazes. The entire band are a fresh new zombie now, and they love themselves. They touch themselves with their music.
Ariel Pink | Young Pilot Astray
Arguably one of the most talked-about underground artist of the past years, James Ferraro has confounded and delighted in equal measure with a litany of cassette, CD-R and vinyl releases under a bewildering number of aliases.
His cracked psychedelia credentials extend back to 2004 when her formed the Skaters with fellow fruitcake Spencer Clark, but it’s his gonzo solo music that’s brought him the widest acclaim.
James Ferraro | Sim
What a diverse body of work it is, taking in the sun-spoiled, shop-soiled blues drift of Last American Hero, the eddying New Age ambient of Marble Surf, the cathode-ray paranoia of Citrac, the no-fi minimal wave of Chameleon Ballet, the AM rock perversion of Night Dolls With Hairspray, the VHS warp of Live At Slimer Beach and Rapture Adrenaline.
Through a slyly humorous lens of Deleuzian theory and chaos magick, he focusses on the most vulgar and garish aspects of our recent cultural history: a hyperreality of advertising, self-help, porno, home fitness, speed-dieting, evangelism and fear-mongering.
Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti & James Ferraro LIVE
Sunday, 25 November 2012 | 21:00 CET
Festsaal Kreuzberg | Skalitzer Str. 130 | 10999 Berlin/Kreuzberg