Today is May Day, my favorite holiday of the year. (In fact, I have a tattoo of George Engel, one of the haymarket martyrs, on my arm.)
Last night at Firestorm, the local anarchist cafe in Asheville, a group called (I think) the May Day Chorus sang radical songs and made me quite happy. I’ll be posting the videos I shot of the performance over the next couple of days to the Strangers In A Tangled Wilderness Youtube channel.
A montage of video game deaths. I actually like this less for the nostalgia (although that is there) and more for, well… the evocative nature of watching a virtual idea of oneself (as video game protagonist) die over and over again. The “mad world” soundtrack helps immensely, of course.
I used to be in a band called The Illawen, which was a two piece synth-metal outfit, with my friend Ceightie. And he’s keeping the music alive! Here he is performing O The Dark Tides of Solstice Day acoustic with The Homeless People (who, for what it’s worth, are the real deal, unless living in a car keeps you from counting as homeless).
The synth metal version is still online: O The Dark Tides of Solstice Day and lyrics are after the cut.
My friend Olga grew up to her mom listening to Agata Kristi, Nick Cave, and Depeche Mode. She says that this song is about how “black is my favorite color” and “opium just for us. No one else.” You can’t go wrong. Well, maybe you can go wrong with it, with the possible racial subtext to the video.