Sunday in the city- technicolor

Biking through the rainbow-brite pride vibe, which made for a festive journey with perfect weather. I also had the pleasure of going to the “musical extravaganza house party” later on and meeting up with some creative folks, the likes of which are very special and infinitely interesting.

Strawberry Smog band member, Kyle Ranson is also a visual artist and does some pretty wild work, including this collaborative tarot deck

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“Joan of Arc”, Kyle Ranson
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“Hope Springs Eternal”, Kyle Ranson

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Sunday Music Extravaganza

Come celebrate the Summer Solstice with Strawberry Smog, Christine Shields, Electronic Death Registry, and Cindy as they play for you Rotation Nation-style — all bands set up throughout the house, each band takes turns playing one or two songs and go round and round that way, culminating in the grand Überschizer jam session.

  • 874 South Van Ness Ave. SF. CA. – this is a really strange and cool mini-mansion.
  • Sunday at 4 PM – 6 PM
    5 days from now · 55–70° Sunny

     

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https://electronicdeathregistry.bandcamp.com
https://strawberrysmog.bandcamp.com
https://soundcloud.com/christine-shields
https://cindytheband.bandcamp.com

Sound & Vision

Welcome to Sacramento, CA., where the loquat trees are heavy with fruit and the roses are as big as your face. Visual and musical artist Christine Shields discusses inspirations, meditations, and ways of getting creatively “unstuck”.

Images and music courtesy of Christine Shields*

Christine’s web site here

*”Encountering the Red Man” by Rio Yanez

Collages by Jason Mecier

This interview was salvaged from a mass of damaged files, so please excuse the choppy seas that you may experience on this mostly smooth journey….

 

 

Random person talks about the Red Man, aka “Prince Charm”:

“one time he was having a particularly lucid day, and I had been chatting him up / buying him drinks & smokes for a really long time (like years), and he invited me to his room for a drink. We went up there, to the SRO on 16th street, and when he opened the door, the whole room was filled with stuff, like floor to ceiling. The only space was right near the door, where there was a mattress, a chair with a TV on it and a giant box of red cosmetics of all types. he poured us 2 paper cups of vodka, which we drank in the hall. then he walked away and left me standing there.”

MORE ABOUT THE RED MAN HERE