Gem Box

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lustik:

Art by Francesca Colussi Cramer.

zonecassette:

Hey! Lesstalk Records in Australia just repressed In the Aeroskank Over the Checkered Pattern on tape. Idk why, but Matt hit me up very excited to do it and who am I to say no? We’re about to do another thing through him so stay tuned for that

if you’re australian, or like spending money on postage, order here: https://lesstalkrecords.bandcamp.com/album/in-the-aeroskank-over-the-checkered-pattern

@crunkinpublic 😦

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newyorker:

The Strange and Twisted Life of “Frankenstein”

After two hundred years, are we ready for the truth about Mary Shelley’s novel?

Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin Shelley began writing “Frankenstein; or, the Modern Prometheus” when she was eighteen years old, two years after she’d become pregnant with her first child, a baby she did not name. “Nurse the baby, read,” she had written in her diary, day after day, until the eleventh day: “I awoke in the night to give it suck it appeared to be sleeping so quietly that I would not awake it,” and then, in the morning, “Find my baby dead.” With grief at that loss came a fear of “a fever from the milk.” Her breasts were swollen, inflamed, unsucked; her sleep, too, grew fevered. “Dream that my little baby came to life again; that it had only been cold, and that we rubbed it before the fire, and it lived,” she wrote in her diary. “Awake and find no baby.”

Pregnant again only weeks later, she was likely still nursing her second baby when she started writing “Frankenstein,” and pregnant with her third by the time she finished. She didn’t put her name on her book—she published “Frankenstein” anonymously, in 1818, not least out of a concern that she might lose custody of her children—and she didn’t give her monster a name, either. “This anonymous androdaemon,” one reviewer called it. For the first theatrical production of “Frankenstein,” staged in London in 1823 (by which time the author had given birth to four children, buried three, and lost another unnamed baby to a miscarriage so severe that she nearly died of bleeding that stopped only when her husband had her sit on ice), the monster was listed on the playbill as “––––––.”

Read more about how, since Mary Shelley was readily taken as a vessel for other people’s ideas, “Frankenstein” has accreted wildly irreconcilable readings.

baskiet:

‘Get In Line’ Handmade collage 2017 © Pascal Verzijl

uglynewyork:

relishboi:

kerosene:

wednesday night mood

old fashioned breakcore

My son off the shits!!

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powerburial:

We are all familiar with the christmas song: “you better not shout……you better not cry” and so on. But what interest me is this line: “be good for goodness sake.” now we all know that this is , of course, bullshit. The children are good ..not for the sake of goodness itself…but for the sake…of the presents.

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sixpenceee:

Stained Glass Sidewalk (2017) Chalk. Posted by wyliecaudill, @sixpenceee

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theraddivision:

Too soon

It’s been 1,937 years

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