The church is covered with orange lichen.
I went to Tuol Sleng today. I’m not going to say anything about it except that I’ve seen some bad things in my time, and I have a pretty high tolerance for horror, but after this particular experience, I wanted to spend the rest of the day in nice and pleasant places. The courtyard at the National Museum is particularly beautiful.
Ronan Barrot, La Main, 2005.
Sonic Youth, Smart Bar, Chicago, 1985. It is so strange to me that this is an album now, because I was at that show. In fact, see below, I’m standing somewhere to the right of the photographer. I’d just graduated from high school. If I could look at a complete list of the interesting gigs I went to 1984-1987, it would probably freak me out.
There was highbrow stuff like this and Einstürzende Neubauten and Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, and then there were times like at the end of that same year when my friends and I saw Hanoi Rocks at The Metro ( Razzle was killed a couple days later ), and then we went downstairs to the Smart Bar to see Samhain.
You want to hear something really, really weird? The way we found out about the death of Razzle was that RF was coming through my amp at practice, and a DJ on an AM radio station ( WLS, maybe? ) commented on it. Swear to god.
Anyway, Death Valley ’69, y’all, I still like it. Still love the photo of SY on the back cover of the 12″, in the old car, in their hoodies. Young people on tour. Summer disappearers.
David Alan Harvey, 1986. Found among some other really good ones here.