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#180: New God's Funeral, pt. 1 (Patreon)

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2023-02-04 06:09:55
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Sous les pavés, les pavés d'une ancienne cité morte.

A secret ritual starring (eventually) Thomas Pynchon, Stanley Kubrick, Frank Zappa, and Richard Nixon.

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justdave

Keep spittin into the wind Mr Judge

John Harwood

Yeah, the ‘68ers didn’t bother to mention that the sand forming La plage sous les pavés was literally the remains of Atlantis ground up by the sea.

Jon Spiegler

John M Allegro’s Sacred Mushroom and The Cross and Mushrooms, Myth and Mithras by Ruck, Hoffman, and Celdran

Byron’s Glowing Filament

Brilliant, one of the best episodes you’ve done. I think this is the first time I’ve heard you mention Vollmann. I didn’t enjoy YBaRA and I gave up Rainbow Stories halfway through. But I feel like I’m either missing something or haven’t found the right book. Do you have something you enjoy by him? Or do you just not care for him?

John Waaben

Would you ever consider doing a moby dick ep?

Benjamin Todd

Is there an audio/video record of that Zappa quote? Or maybe a rough date for context? I can hear it in his voice in my head, but nothing like hearing it from the man himself. I can imagine it being part of a mini lecture/theater portion of a live performance haha

Kelley Hoefer

Can't wait for the next episode.

Julie Baxter

Dealt with infinite regression seeing the Morton Salt girl. Whoa.

becca hill

This one brought a lot of fragments into the same picture for me! Thank you as always!

Danielle

Once again, my teeth have worthy flesh to tear. My reaction to the surrealist coup of “A Day In The Life” is simply: blowin’ up my mind! (shakes me, wakes me, bakes me) In this context “I’d love to turn you on” sounds less like a shallow drug reference and more like, “let me show you the true nature of reality.” Illumination rather than sedation. As a child, I spent many hours listening to the red and blue compilations but it wasn’t until much later that I realized they chopped the outro of “A Day In The Life.” For years I missed out on the mantra: “Never could be any other way.” And now, I’ll never hear the song any other way.

A B C D

Mike, this is so good. I have nothing to add (as usual). Your theory (?) about two worlds (independent "realities") is very heartening. In my stupid ways I have thought about it in different contexts. Like when someone says shun a particular worldview, what are we replacing it with, because as a social animal, we have to "live" in a social reality till our time is done. As a particular example, if someone says dalits in india should not celebrate hindu festivals like diwali, but there is not enough Buddhist infrastructure to replace these festivals with. If we are tearing down a world, there should be something we can replace it with (better hopefully?). And those are the artists I admire too, who know enough to see though things but are not merely breaking stuff. You might enjoy the breaking down when it is happening, but how to live after that. It leaves a pit, I don’t like it.

Divad Kong

Back on the good shit.

Enk

This was fantastic and using A Day In The Life as a really palpable example of the Surrealistic Coup was dead on - the thing I always thought about that book was how incredibly cinematic it is (and might be someone imagining a movie of someone's fantasy of someone who, etc, etc) like the smash cuts in The Wars Evensong (and this is from memory so apologies probably not word-for-word) "leaving only the memory of the infant you saw, almost too frail | There's too much shit on these streets (...) yeah something to help out with SPQR record keeping? | and it's Herod or Hitler fellas" and at the same time the realization this is not (well, not frequently there are some parallels) a thing that COULD be represented in cinema. It's the cinema of a narrator or multiple narrators taking in or passing through other narrators or ceding to. Something like that.

Sandy

This reminds me of two David Bowie things: 1. 1.Outside & 2. Wild is the Wind As for your Sky metaphor, I think it's perfect. But be warned, and I don't say this without experience. I don't know how far around it extends, from where I live It does not seem to end, but there is a checkerboard in the sky.

Sandy

Also, the concept of a Moral Calculus seems to have found a welcome home in the deranged minds of those preaching "Efficient Altruism." The latter disgorged by the former, perhaps after being jerked off by the free hand of the market.

Spectro

Another hood classic

Harold Niver

Dead-on about Pynchon. I’m currently reading Against the Day for the first time and I’m finding him doing a lot of the same, or similar, things that he did in Gravity’s Rainbow, to wonderful effect. He really changes the way the reader looks at the world. At least, that’s what he’s done for me.

Patrick White

This is one of my all time favorite episodes. Any way you could point me in a direction for more writings on Ben Watsons idea of the “surrealist coup”?

Bonobo Bob

how tf you change the way i see wind? Wind? you have me in deep thought about wind

George E

Mike, have you ever heard of the comic Gilgamesh II? Your bit after 30 minutes about falling through into a realm you cannot connect with resonates deeply with the plot and ideas in that book.

Gorgo

So glad to be listening again and at a point in life to support your work. The Cartel USA series was incredible, and I'm enjoying the structure of this one so far. Your aside about 'the wind' was particularly resonant to me, as someone who regularly experiences bouts of depersonalization, the sky has always had a sinister edge to me, especially at night when it's more audible... that icy thread of agoraphobia entwined with existential dread at being unraveled, the world not only falling away but disintegrating, yikes.