https://open.spotify.com/track/1kV8AxtYItjuTBOBHEGmPH?si=c1127b376ba84ffa
Recommended if you like Gorky’s Zygoti Mynci.
Especially the album The Blue Trees.
https://open.spotify.com/track/1kV8AxtYItjuTBOBHEGmPH?si=c1127b376ba84ffa
Recommended if you like Gorky’s Zygoti Mynci.
Especially the album The Blue Trees.
https://open.spotify.com/track/7r3Ox60LoEHNfULR4LOZp6?si=d4dd65db15634d04
Recommended if you like Elliott Smith.
Crunch time.
Ghost rider.
Motorcycle hero.
Chain Bowery.
Hand.
Mind games.
Fifi McAfee.

Toecutter is Wayne Coyne. Hugh Keays-Byrne. On Highway 61. In a forrest-green Ford Focus? Oklahoma plates. Near Emerald Mound. Flaming Lips poster tucked into the back of the driver’s seat. Soft Bulletin era. Before Yoshimi. Dead in December of last year in New South Wales. Peacefully? In a hospital? At age 73? 12/2/2020. Gay Bubba is Marc Almond. Satanist. Now says it was a joke. This is quintessential Antifa. As if Johnny the Boy had his eyes gouged out. Dumb driver runs away. Left his woman. Pitiful. Steve Bisley with compassion. Goose is Max von Sydow. We are going to win Australia back for Australians. And win Canada back for Canadians. And win the U.K. back for the English and Scottish and Welsh. And the Irish of Belfast. My mates in The Answer. Google me. No one showed up. And Johnny walked free. It’s time to show up, Australia. Here is your song, Australia. We will make it together. https://soundcloud.com/paulydeathwish/australia-here-i-come-original Bernard Kerik is now on our side. Goose. We won’t lose. Lori “Eraserhead” Lightfoot. 
That THING is not the Mayor of Chicago. Intel from Bobby Piton that she is a CCP operative. Interesting. Singer licking her lips. Could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. Goose’s last taste of life. Went out with a bang. But burnt to a crisp. And not out. Alive and suffering. Bike in the back of a fuck-ugly ute. Under which Goose is cooked. Antifa tactics. Mean, nasty people. Cowards. Sadists. Unhappy adolescents who remain unhappy adolescents for their entire lives. Sick utopians. If only everyone saw things their way, then the world would be a wonderful place. They think. Rebels without an understanding of their cause. Which is to say, without a cause. The cause is only a prop. And so nebulous as to be virtually nonexistent. West side story. Cascadia. Rosa Brooks. Nils Gilman. Transition Integrity Project. Brooks involved in Soros projects like Open Society Foundations. Gilman with Berggruen in California. Which is to say, China. Intimate connection. Berggruen Institute. Satellite offices mainland. Tries to quit and get out. Some good times. Family time. Swimming. A child. Tender moments between man and wife. Sharing childhood memories in vulnerability. Fifi needed him. McAfee. Abandoned. Had to make a choice. Chose family. I chose family. And now I can buy Bitcoin and shrink Abbey Road to the size of a matchbox. More or less. At least as passable as Radiohead glitch fidelity. Sprog is sperg. Autists activate.

Reconcile. Contempt meets Rambo. Again it’s Cascadia. Twin Peaks. Knives in movies. They drew first blood, not me. Paul Hogan. Mel Gibson never finished fixing the fan belt. If you wait, it’s too late. Death Wish. True romance. It would seem they needed Toecutter for the sequel. Good versus evil. The Flaming Lips versus me. Versus the Devil in fuckery. You can saw through the cuffs in 10, or your ankle in 5. Joanne Samuel beautiful and great acting. The Mel Gibson contingent is taking back the world. Just you watch.
-PD
It starts just like Charlotte Gainsbourg.
5:55.
Air.
Nigel Godrich.
But there is something different.
A shruti box?
A little distorto guitar.
Ah, yes.
Chuchotements.
Françoise Hardy.
A little Yo La Tengo.
Built to Spill.
Guitar carries it for a second.
Good lyrics.
All mood.
And then into an Amon Düül II warble.
Like Marc Bolan.
Jim Carrey.
Most annoying sound in the world.
Into Pink Floyd.
David Gilmour.
Circa The Wall.
Strange sadness.
Almost a premonition of impending doom.
Calm before the storm.
J. Spaceman telephony.
Floating with no highs and no lows.
All mids.
Strong opening track.
Very slow-moving.
Luxurious.
Immediate Delgados shift.
Paul Savage.
Pauly Deathwish.
Glasgow effect.
Great counterpoint for a pop musician.
But if you check this bloke’s CV…
You’ll know he went through Fux.
Gonna have to say Elliott Smith.
Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci.
Megan Childs violin.
Around the warm fire.
Welsh.
Expansive.
Strings open up.
Hate.
More Fridmann.
Pointillism.
Schoenberg.
Timbre.
Richard James.
GZM.
Beethoven.
Another Welshman.
John Cale.
Orchestral bass that Lou loved.
This guy’s a bastard.
Jaded.
Hurt.
Is this a breakup album?
I thought the last one was a breakup album?
Ahhh…
Into Gorwel Owen.
1968.
Floyd.
Atom.
Mad cow.
The last GZM album.
Rockfield.
Bohemian.
String band.
Money never runs out.
Cheap air organ.
Tubes?
Fan.
A very apropos album title.
Woody.
Tobacco.
Spring water Scotch.
And then the Great Reset arrives.
Like a fucking spaceship.
Dark shit.
What is this glitch business?
Thom Yorke blasts upon the scene.
Drums James Brown.
Good groove.
Savvy.
Whoa!
Marching band.
Drumline.
Snares.
Caught by Lee “Scratch”.
Guitar all mangled.
Melodies solid.
Mogwai?
Bert Jansch out of fucking nowhere.
Definitely Lips.
Pet Sounds.
Track rejected by Bond franchise.
Convincing.
Acoustic to electric.
Now it’s Serge.
Requiem.
Stereolab.
Break beat.
Absolutely boffo.
BOF.
More Brian Wilson.
Van Dyke Parks.
Phil Spector.
High Llamas.
Still a sadness.
That the old world is passing away.
FUCK!!!
Right into some Leonard Cohen shit!
Scott Walker.
How the FUCK was this recorded?
Sounds like 2″ tape.
Question:
how has this Pauly Deathwish released three albums in two months?
I can’t even keep up with this guy.
Mercury Rev.
Deserter’s Songs.
Levon Helm.
Chamberlin.
Mellotron?
Like a Christmas album.
See You on the Other Side.
David Fricke.
A review in the liner notes.
“Everlasting Arm”.
Definite vibe.
Record pillaging wizard.
Baritone.
Lots of fucking glockenspiel on this record.
But it’s nice.
Like Ennio Morricone.
Cinema Paradiso.
Mandolins.
Jackie Gleason.
Dean Martin.
Herb Alpert.
Tchaikovsky.
Again with sugar plum.
Slick!
Very light.
Chiaroscuro.
Fresher than the sweetness in water.
Hearing Dungen.
IV Thieves.
Makes sense.
“Frenchie” Smith.
Dig CV.
Light, British, airy.
Good hook.
Hooky.
Is this the single?
A little neo-psych Hendrix moment.
It’s definitely GZM.
Repetition until transcend.
Stereolab first album.
Not looped.
Manuel.
Carpenters.
Messiaen.
Definitely some breakup here.
Sonic Youth.
Sister.
Experimental.
Thurston.
Lots of drum machine.
Drum and bass.
Panning.
Definitely holds up with Radiohead.
How the fuck was this made?
PD tells us that it was all made on an iPhone with only a Telecaster.
That is some serious trickery.
Ear fooling.
This is COMPLEX music.
Mixes sound polished.
Clarity.
Some Chinese stuff.
Noise floor fucked for the first time ever.
Bacon?
Rollerskate Skinny.
It’s THAT good.
Shoulder Voices.
How was this made?
This heralds a new talent.
But this bloke is 44.
Tour sponsored by Ensure.
Not hearing a sophomore slump here.
Two albums in two months.
Review third forthcoming.
This dude is emo as fuck.
I dig it.
This guy is a mystery.
What is his deal?
This sounds more like a cohesive album that Introversion.
Introversion sounds like a debut album…in all the best ways.
Songs saved up.
A greatest hits.
Go big or go home.
This album deals much more in subtlety.
Not every song here is a home run.
This album breathes.
Ambiance.
Negative space.
More Beach Boys vibes.
70s.
Sad.
Bathrobe.
But mentally sharp.
A spark of genius.
A little bluegrass.
Bill Monroe.
Dock Boggs.
The old world is passing away.
Jonny Greenwood.
Georges Bizet.
Live forever.
Nonesuch.
Elektra.
Hoyt Ming.
Incredible String Band.
Wales, Scotland.
Back and forth.
And across to Ireland.
Oh, no.
There’s the single.
“Makes Me Wanna Stay in Bed”.
Emma Pollock.
Hate is all you need.
Coming in from the cold.
New Radicals.
Delayed bass from The Wall.
Pavement.
Spoon.
Good fucking song!
Eisteddfod.
All Is Dream.
Hard following up.
Unenviable.
Emma Pollock solo.
With Alun Woodward singing.
The Great Eastern.
New Spiritualized.
Banjo.
Let It Come Down.
Abbey Road.
Coldplay.
A Rush of Blood to the Head.
This bloke is serious as fuck.
Sad eyes.
I’m sensing a Jandek promotional strategy.
Final track Richter.
Ravel.
Emperor.
Philip Glass.
Conlon Nancarrow.
City/country dichotomy.
Urban/rural.
Urban encroaching.
Something felt.
Big symphony night.
Excitement of New York Phil.
The fucking french horns!
Automation.
A story in dynamics.
Lesson.
A folk album.
bucolic.
Pauly Deathwish.
iTunes.
Spotify.
-PD
https://t.me/linwoodspeakstruth/165
This is not James Clapper.
https://rumble.com/vdf4nn-james-clapper-interrogation-2.html
And this film review covers not only the first link (which Lin Wood first posted to Telegram on January 24, 2021), but all other snippets of the same sessions which Lin Wood has posted to date on Telegram.
I admit.
It sounds a hell of a lot like James Clapper.
At first, when I heard of this clip circulating, I thought, “There’s no way in hell that James Clapper is being ‘interrogated.'”
And that is likely true.
Because this isn’t James Clapper.
But as I listened to the Rumble clip (which purports that the voice speaking is that of James Clapper) I started to believe it was (or could be) him.
I will say this: both Clapper and the voice speaking have very similar audible mannerisms…particularly the vocal cadence they share.
This is what led me on a hunt to find the truth.
My verdict is this: for one reason or another (whether nefarious or otherwise), someone has misled people to think that these interviews are of James Clapper.
How did they mislead?
Well, first of all, they slyly edited out all clips which have details that would contradict Clapper’s biography.
For good measure, they also sped up the audio (for some inexplicable reason).
If for nefarious purposes, a person or persons may be trying to set the groundwork to undercut the information in the future (by planting the false notion that the messenger was Clapper).
If for productive purposes (in a vein similar to QAnon), shock value may have been used to capture the imagination of the populace and FORCE THEM TO DIG.
Whatever the purpose (and whoever the authors of this deception), it has caused me to dig.
And the information is important.
So I am going to parse it for you in executive summary.
What we almost certainly have here is a federal agent (whistleblower).
Is that Lin Wood interviewing him?
I think not.
Lin’s Georgia accent sounds nothing like the interviewer.
So let’s get down to the facts (and assertions of this whistleblower).
First of all, let’s get our sourcing and timeline straight.
Lin Wood began dropping these video clips on January 19, 2021: the day before the inauguration.
The first video covers:
Epstein.
Supreme Court Justice Roberts.
Epstein “helped” Roberts with his adopted children.
Children from Wales.
Channeled through Ireland.
Epstein then facilitated adoption.
Children as a commodity.
Compromising people.
“Children are the payment and the dirt and the control.”
The FBI has copies of the videos.
Rod Rosenstein.
Shawn Henry (FBI).
Shaun Bridges (Secret Service).
The second video covers:
Pence and his two lovers (and his younger ones).
Surveillance of Roberts’ children.
The abuse of Roberts’ children.
The children were “loaned out” for these different groups.
And it was surveilled.
Plots to murder judges.
Set up by FBI.
False-flag.
They were going to use a “sovereign citizen” group.
“Obama didn’t want any terrorism unless it was white terrorism.”
FBI had infiltrated and armed and instigated.
Divorced fathers with a grudge against the court system.
Plot.
Attacks on the Supreme Court.
Roberts was aware.
Explosives.
Automatic weapons.
Rocket launchers.
Lisa Monaco was a target.
Video three covers:
Supreme Court was target.
Homeland Security were overwhelmed.
Called in FBI.
DoJ picked up whistleblower.
Martha Coakley.
Groups to assassinate federal judges: 1/3 of group made up of “sovereign citizen” patsies and 2/3 made up of FBI.
Whistleblower and his wife were going to be killed.
Plan foiled.
Plans written out.
Maps.
Would have been in the first year of Hillary’s Presidency.
She was not supposed to lose.
Roberts was helping.
He wanted to pick new judges (for those assassinated).
Purpose was to ban firearms and pack Supreme Court.
Antonin Scalia
Video four covers:
Scalia was biggest threat.
Scalia found out about plans and went to White House.
Scalia was taken out.
Cibolo Ranch.
Temp worker.
Servants.
Group there hunting.
DMSO.
Poison.
Dimethyl sulfoxide.
Fairly inert chemical.
Mix with poison.
Why found with pillow over face.
Struggling to breathe.
Can be mixed with fentanyl, etc.
Goes directly into skin.
Eric Holder as replacement.
Hillary and Obama knew about it.
Rod has an intense hatred of Hillary.
He’s only fond of himself.
Running The Hammer system through Baltimore.
Which brings us to our title film.
It covers:
how the whistleblower started working directly with Rod Rosenstein in Baltimore.
FBI would come for corroboration.
Undercover nature.
Terrorist.
Domestic terrorism.
Whistleblower was fairly well concealed.
Dirty Tricks Squad.
Baltimore.
“This is where they were using Hammer, Sunrise, Sunset, things like that.”
To illegally spy on people.
Attempt to corrupt judges.
They concentrated on corrupting people.
Under the guise of a CCIPS (DoJ) operation.
Run out of Fort Washington, Maryland.
[McInerney marker]
Illegally compromise people.
Illegally wiretap.
Break into computers.
Plant, reverse, change information.
Change emails.
Things of that nature.
Judges, Roberts, Pence.
Whistleblower squashed.
Went to DHS.
With pile of evidence.
Made its way back to FBI/DoJ.
Contacted Devin Nunes.
Whistleblower tried to warn Trump about Rod Rosenstein.
Rod, Pence, Paul Ryan.
Core of group.
Rod was “brilliant legal mind”.
Operational name at beginning was Run Silent Run Deep.
[1958 film with Lancaster and Gable about being passed up for promotion]
Pence hated Trump.
Had taken his slot.
Mitt Romney was also involved.
Trump was outsider.
Had not paid dues.
Pence was their mole inside.
Leverage.
Surveillance from way back.
2013 range.
FISA warrants.
Rod wanted VP slot.
Paul Ryan also wanted it.
So did Romney.
Vice Presidential slot under Pence.
With Trump removed under 25th Amendment.
Leverage.
Pence homosexual.
Many adults.
Throughout his time in Congress.
As Governor, felt more free.
One 20 years his junior.
One half his age.
Would introduce others.
Younger and younger people.
15 year olds.
13 year olds.
Rod and Roberts were able to get FISA warrants because.
Younger people supplied by Epstein.
Because Epstein was an intelligence asset.
When he was in USA, FISA warrant used.
FBI would not save the child.
Was more important for them to have the leverage.
Operation directed by Rosenstein.
Dirty Tricks Squad.
Nickname.
Rod.
Shawn Henry (FBI).
Shaun Wesley Bridges (Secret Service).
Joseph Rosati (DEA).
Al Borshack ? (ATF).
Greg Utz (DEA).
Another group in Fort Washington.
[McInerney marker]
For the real illegal stuff.
Illegal communications, hacking, phone tapping.
Main focus: Federal judges.
Compromising people.
Planting information.
Planting child porn.
Leverage.
100s of cases.
Plead to lesser charge.
Forfeit money.
Percentage skimmed.
Shaun Bridges.
His speciality.
#1 expert on computer forensics.
Secret Service.
Hacked Obama’s BlackBerry for fun.
Hacked Obama daughters’ phones.
A violent person.
Drinker.
Arrogant.
All about the money.
Hack people.
Steal info.
Sell intel.
Bridges and Bitcoin.
In prison.
Holds several passports.
Will disappear to Argentina or Colombia.
Al Borshack?
ATF.
Retired.
A nasty piece of work.
Illegal gun running for Fast and Furious.
Made sure paperwork stayed clean.
Serial numbers.
Gun dealer.
Lots of disposable money.
Lots of cash.
Lives very well.
Borshack and Rosati both divorce their wives.
As Rosenstein started falling out of favor as DAG.
Paid off house.
Borshack.
Gave wife 600k.
Custom van with road race bikes.
Has watercraft and cars.
Never has a problem finding cash.
Helped supply the firearm for Seth Rich.
Joseph Rosati.
DEA.
Steroid freak.
Violent, nasty, lying person.
Cases where he added drugs.
Always the cowboy.
Had to swoop in with the big bust.
Sued many times.
Over and over again.
From defendants and agents.
Borshack involved in Seth Rich.
Rosati brought in MS-13.
Rosati also brought in Kevin Doherty?
Wannabe.
USMC.
Gopher.
Jack Burkman.
Borshack and Rosati.
“Fishing”.
Local version of Fast and Furious.
Like a game to them.
Thought it was funny.
Rosati poisons.
Hot shots.
Pure drugs.
Done to informants.
Bragged.
Pills.
Pharmaceutical.
Pharmacy fraud.
As DEA agent.
Pharmacy inspections once a month.
Short prescriptions.
Massive amounts of opioids.
Laundering pills.
He’s a piece of crap.
Big bodybuilder.
Cousin with same face.
Bank fraud.
Scams.
Anything for money.
Calling as a phony DEA agent.
Package intercepted.
Drugs.
Drug precursors.
But it you pay a fee, it will never get here.
He was point man for complaints.
If anything came back, it would go to him anyway.
Payphone near work.
Payphone near house.
Burner phone.
People recorded with app.
Real agents shot as a result.
He got his own agents shot.
Maryland mafia.
Conowingo Pizza.
Conowingo.
Route 1.
Maryland.
Little Tony.
Big Tony.
New Jersey.
New York.
Drugs.
Untouchable.
Rosati’s steady supplier.
Heroin for Baltimore and D.C.
Rosati can give them intelligence.
Rosati is always skimming.
They will sell what he skims.
Opioids.
Softball.
Nonprofit.
Shawn Henry (FBI).
He’s just nasty.
Dirty Tricks Squad.
Strzok.
At CrowdStrike now.
Criminal.
John Roberts.
Shawn Henry.
FBI.
False flag people.
Roberts knew.
Provided FISA warrants.
Roberts provided intelligence.
Sharyl Attkisson.
Next video:
The death of Seth Rich.
Rod Rosenstein.
WikiLeaks.
Seth Rich downloaded a lot of info.
Downloaded everything he could.
DNC, Hillary, Bowser, Brazile…
They were worried.
Rod was worried.
Intended to be a robbery.
Ended up being a murder.
DEA.
Gang specialist.
MS-13.
Thumb drive switched.
Convincing, but didn’t expose Rod.
Brazile at hospital before Seth Rich was brought in.
They wanted to recover the thumb drive.
Next video:
Rosenstein.
FBI op.
Ghost Stories.
Heavy surveillance on known Russian assets within the U.S.
Russian Reset.
Hillary.
Obama/Biden.
Cancelled Ghost Stories.
Rod.
Shaun Bridges was taking money.
Bitcoin.
Rod put Sean Wesley Bridges in jail.
[Extortion 17 marker…Tik Tok…]
Terre Haute.
That concludes a brief overview of the videos on Lin Wood’s Telegram account which feature the blurry-faced whistleblower.
Judging by his level of detail and familiarity with certain aspects of his testimony (as well as his passion level rising while recounting certain aspects of the Dirty Tricks Squad), I would guess that the whistleblower was a DEA agent.
God bless him.
It’s not Clapper.
Any connection to Coomer?
Tik Tok mystery man.
“Find out who I am.”
Real name?
Not an Extortion 17 casualty.
Court documents re: Shaun Wesley Bridges and Rod Rosenstein?
Any Coomer connection to Fort Washington facility?
Why did McInerney say that Hammer and Scorecard was at Fort Washington?
Corroboration.
UPDATE. ENTIRE SET OF INTERVIEWS TRANSCRIBED:
FULL-Transcript-of-Whistleblower-Interview
-PD
It has been such a short amount of time.
I am watching movies now rapidly.
Catching up.
Knocking the cobwebs out.
Learning how to write again.
Wassup?
Staines.
London.
Sacha Baron Cohen’s first starring role in a feature film.
And the first cinematic glimpse at Borat (a cameo in a Sellers-like, multi-character moment).
A good film.
Funny.
This is basically Liam Gallagher condensed into a strong appellation…or aftershave…of exotic origin.
Perhaps in a green bottle.
A very rewarding watch.
Not as good as the artful Borat, but not bad at all.
Cultural reference point may be “baggy” culture of Manchester (Madchester).
Hip-hop as embraced by rockers.
Indeed, we see Ali G. meet his bitch Julie when they were both nerdy goths.
So this wasn’t Ali’s first disguise.
Rap was not his first obsession.
Ali was once a long-haired, sweaty thing in a fishnet shirt.
Very Flock of Seagulls.
Or maybe Cure.
Yo, this movie is great!
Very funny.
Check it!
Rap here. Rap there.
England.
Why can’t they try out the red button on a shithole like Wales?
Because the PM is the PM of Wales as well.
It’s all coming back.
The facility.
Let the word vomit commence.
Friends.
The only way to succeed at writing is to not choke to death on your dinner.
Very bad for your career.
Unless you are already published.
At which time, your oeuvre appreciates in value.
But unpublished, it is like pissing in the dark lose-lose.
We learn new phraseology.
BRB
-PD
There’s something special about Scotland.
Several of my favorite bands are from there.
The Delgados. Teenage Fanclub. Primal Scream.
And it is this final band which really sums up this film.
The British really have never learned how to make films.
There are two major exceptions:
Chaplin and Hitchcock.
Why would they be exceptions?
Because they made their best films in America. Hollywood.
It’s ironic.
Because Chaplin and Hitchcock are perhaps the two best. Ever.
Hitchcock was the better director. Perhaps the most important ever.
But Chaplin was the bigger genius. His talent was limitless.
So my insult is not meant to imply that the British can’t make timeless films.
They can.
But perhaps not in Britain.
But this whole British blah blah blah.
This film is going in my new category: Scotland.
Another of my favorite bands (Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci) is Welsh.
I hope to have that category someday. Wales.
And last but not least: Ireland.
Which is not to say I don’t have a fond place in my heart for England.
I do.
Manchester. Liverpool. Bristol. Birmingham. Newcastle. I could go on.
But we’re here to talk about Scotland. And this film.
Trainspotting is, at once, a great film and not a great film. Simultaneously.
Let me explain.
7/7
Looks like as much of a false-flag synthetic terror…the state attacking its own people as.
9/11
Heroin addicts don’t know what day it is. Not to mention the “date”.
Heroin addicts don’t know what month it is. Even the year is a bit fuzzy.
They’re fairly sure that a new century has ticked over.
Ewan McGregor is pretty great here. In his too-small shirt. Accidentally shagging a minor.
Oops.
Ewen Bremner is good here. Especially the job interview.
Beautiful to hear English which begs for subtitles.
Jonny Lee Miller has the best hair. Like Thom Yorke once upon a time.
Bleach-blond chop.
But McGregor has the utilitarian buzz cut. The sad skinhead.
Spud on the curb. Talking up at Diane.
And Sick Boy always prattling on about James Bond movies. [like me]
Kevin McKidd is classic rifling through his VHS collection. Desperately.
Kelly Macdonald is a revelation.
But Robert Carlyle is really the only indispensable element of this entire film.
He’s not great. And yet he’s better than great.
Danny Boyle’s direction is generally daft.
It’s good. Then it’s great. Then it sucks.
But I’ll say this: this is an essential film.
You can’t know rock and roll without knowing this film.
Boyle lifted the DNA of rock (with the help of Irvine Welsh).
The story’s alright. The direction is passable.
But Robert Carlyle is a goddamned miracle.
He’s not conveying anything sublime.
But he’s conveying Scotland.
To me.
King Tut’s Wah-Wah Hut.
Yeah, I know…Edinburgh.
But it’s just as applicable to Glasgow.
I hear it in the music of Primal Scream.
And it shows up in the music of another of my favorites: Spiritualized.
And I hear it in the ravaging sounds of Nick Cave circa Grinderman.
The Anglophone world.
We Americans speak the weirdest.
Especially in my neck of the woods. Texas. The South.
But even New York. The Northeast.
There’s one more essential element about this film: Iggy Pop.
From “Lust For Life” to “Nightclubbing”, these tunes are moments of crystalized perfection.
Even Lou Reed is well-represented with “Perfect Day”.
If you wanna understand scumbag rock and roll, see this film.
Because the rockers are alive.
They have shite lives.
They live on nothing.
Unless they get lucky.
But there’s a vitality to their way of life.
See them in their natural habitat 🙂
-PD