Nervous Gender Reloaded and Bernardino Costantino 2018 https://www.facebook.com/elemento.carbonio?lst=1345058402%3A100003114023807%3A1532045462
This is my grandson Wolfgang
Wolf Woodcock is a Los Angeles based composer and musician. While performing in many bands all over the LA scene such as VS Colour, Jennylee, and Alyeska, he has also been carefully crafting and releasing solo material since he was sixteen. It wasn’t until October 2016 that he put together a band to start playing the songs that eventually became their official debut EP Cove. Outside of playing music with his group, he has written concert art music for chamber ensembles and has scored student-animated shorts. He runs a small cassette label called Wool Fee Records, co-runs the music and animation festival Kinetic with partners Sam Lane and Peter Galindo, and has recently started a community based art collective called the Emo Jazz Collective with fellow composer Emmet Webster. He is currently writing his debut full-length album.
From Wolf Woodcock’s EP ‘Cove’ out now via Chain Letter Collective.
Listen Here: http://www.hyperurl.co/y1y1k6
Director: Alec Cotugno
Director of Photography: Jameson Carr
Production Design: Monse Alanis
Producer: Joe Lombard
Gaffer: Antonio Luna
Titles: Sam Lane
The former members of the Circle Jerks and Bad Religion along with Rodcore have created a new group #Goals. My son Roland and I had an opportunity to appear in the video for Dirge on their upcoming EP release.
Two tracks now available on the Synthpunk Fanzine release. Pick it up here:
Song inspired by W.B. Yeats and Rozz Williams
Picture of Rozz Williams (Christian Death) Edward Stapleton and Gerardo Valezquez (Nervous Gender) taken 1982 by Ave Pildas.
The Second Coming ( Fire and Fury)
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born
Matt Comeione – Music
Edward Stapleton – vocals
Karene Stapleton – lyrics
Waiting in the shadows
the clock is striking three
the time of the arrival comes
for my nemesis and me
I pray to my St. John
on whose cross I stiffly stand
Half punished, half damned
The mystery is over
the Nightshade takes effect
I’ll not be here tomorrow
a few hours to forget
It actually comes from an old koan attributed to Zen Master Linji, (the founder of the Rinzai sect).Iconoclasm
Linji is reputed for being iconoclastic, leading students to awakening by hitting and shouting. “See the darkness, hear the silence, find your peace with inner violence
Then should you meet the Buddha as you walk along your road
You can kill the fake impostor as the story has been told”…Anon.
Matt Comeion from the Tracers
Edward Stapleton from Nervous gender
Karene Stapleton from Kalis Thugs
Michael Intiere from Cello Pudding
In their greed they will exploit you with false words; their judgment from long ago is not idle, and their destruction is not asleep.