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Scott McCaughey discusses Oar On, Penelope! by the Minus 5, the vast collection of records in his Dungeon of Horror, the recently departed folk artist Michael Hurley, how suffering a stroke 2017 has impacted him as a musician and songwriter with a penchant for music production perfectionism, songs about the sky, Neko Case's memoir and Peter Ames Carlin's recent book about R.E.M. and Scott's thoughts about resurgent interest in his old band the odds of them reconvening, new songs and touring, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #954: Peter Ames Carlin on R.E.M.Ep. #928: VerbötenEp. #889: Rick White and The SadiesEp. #803: The Replacements' ‘Tim: Let it Bleed Edition' with Bob Mehr, Jason Jones & Ed StasiumEp. #692: WilcoEp. #586: Spencer TweedyEp. #425: Michael HurleySupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Alan Sparhawk discusses his stunning new album, With Trampled by Turtles, being home between tours, collaborating with Circuit des Yeux, how the internet affects the risks that audiences and musicians take, his daughter Hollis' band Willem Dafoe Fanclub, mourning his late wife and musical collaborator Mimi Parker and ways friends can help you grieve, Trampled by Turtles and the gift of normalcy, working with them on this album, dealing with changes, how musicians have to hustle, the Low audio archives, writing new songs, other future plans, and much more. EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #978: FoxwarrenEp. #976: Dirty ProjectorsEp. #972: Circuit des YeuxEp. #958: Nels ClineEp. #884: Tim KinsellaEp. #821: Kurt VileEp. #692: WilcoSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

We start with a rant (woo!) about the mansplaining of parcels and Jesus. Why must they do this? Amongst the big topics this week we ask - is skiing silly and smug? Basically, another diatribe to kick off a stunning eppy. This week is another C.o.W SPESHY - Creep of the Week!!! You have so many wonderful tales, so we're diving right on in. First for some contemporary Spooky News: Yvette Fielding has a haunted house - let's get into it. COW Stories:1) Big Suze has a story called 'Haunted in the Mountains' from Anonymous. Expect a wooded creepfest... THERE IS VIDEO EVIDENCE. Terrifying. Disgusting. Vile. 2) Hannah has a story from Anonymous . Grandad's story about a ouija board. The replies start to get very weird... F.I.R.E.... 3) Big S has a story from T. Carl the doctor is working in a huge hospital... then things take a very strange turn. 4) Hannah has a story from Grace who hails from Ondo State in Nigeria. An exorcist arrives prepared to fight the spirits... 5) Big Suze has a shortie C.O.W from Ruby from Scotland! This is 1000% true about Ruby's little brother. Can you recognise someone from their wave? ENJOY WE LOVE YOU HUNS, SEE YOU OVER ON PATREON!JOIN OUR PATREON! EXTRA bonus episodes AND a monthly ghost hunt for just £4.50! Or £6 for AD-FREE EPS and weekly AGONY HUNS! We'll solve your problems huns! Sign up here:www.patreon.com/GhostHunswanna see our shows? SEE HANNAH AT EDINBURGH FRINGE HERE 13-24 AUGUST:https://www.edfringe.com/tickets/whats-on/rip-hannah-bitch-cough-ski-wipSEE SUZIE DO MCSHOW HERE THURSDAY 21 AUGUST:https://www.angelcomedy.co.uk/event-detail/suzie-preece-mcshow-wip-thu-21st-aug-the-bill-murray-london-tickets-202508211830/

Chris A. Cummings, Thom Gill, and Joseph Shabason discuss Way Through by Cici Arthur, Toronto life and the city's best pizza, making music without drums, Antônio Carlos Jobim, Gregg Turkington, and Frank Sinatra's Watertown, Chris' child acting gig on SCTV, what Dorothea Paas and Owen Pallett brought to this record, songs about working, playing shows, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #923: Dorothea PaasEp. #820: Gregg TurkingtonEp. #817: Nicole Rampersaud & Off WorldEp. #811: Joseph ShabasonEp. #693: Fresh PepperEp. #641: André Ethier and Sandro PerriEp. #477: Queer Songbook Orchestra at Kazoo! FestEp. #192: Marker StarlingSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Andy Shauf returns to discuss Foxwarren's excellent album 2, making his recording studio as efficient as his father's accounting practice, Foxwarren's origins, trying to make a live-off-the-floor record together, whether people like Paul McCartney are annoying when trying to keep recording sessions on track, not drinking and feeling healthier, the album Liquid Swords and obtaining a sampler to make a folk-rock record, Phil Donahue and the Grateful Dead, dancing, communication, and body language, making sprint records based on acrostics, his next solo album, Foxwarren tour dates, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #850: You've Changed Records is 15!Ep. #753: Andy ShaufEp. #656: Steve AlbiniEp. #652: Andy ShaufEp. #539: Andy ShaufEp. #507: Robbie RobertsonEp. #271: Andy ShaufEp. #189: RaekwonSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Teeny Lieberson returns to discuss Lou Tides and Autostatic!, living in America as a Canadian, why she chose a person's name other than her own for her solo work, making “beautiful and scary” music, how celebrating antiheroes in pop culture is working out for all of us, employing different voices as a singer when dealing with difficult lyrical themes, sobriety, shame, and psychedelia, working with Sharon Van Etten and Sleater-Kinney, ghostly visual imagery, writing and touring, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #930: Dog DayEp. #886: Chris CorsanoEp. #878: Ted LeoEp. #749: Daniel LanoisEp. #591: Matt SweeneyEp. #162: Janet Weiss of Sleater-KinneyEp. #147: TEEN Live at the Halifax Pop ExplosionSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

David Longstreth is here to discuss David Longstreth's Song of the Earth, Performed by Dirty Projectors and s t a r g a z e, life in Los Angeles in a tumultuous ecological era, working with s t a r g a z e and the influence of Gustav Mahler, the revenge of the Earth, orcas, and using gardens as a metaphor, despair and the Beatles, why Phil Elverum from Mount Eerie might be the poet laureate of nature, working with Steve Lacy, loving Stephen Malkmus and Pavement, production ideas, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #951: Mark Ibold, Scott Kannberg, Jeffrey Lewis Clark, Jed I. Rosenberg & Brian Thalken on ‘Louder Than You Think: A Lo-Fi History of Gary Young and Pavement'Ep. #933: Alex Ross Perry, Scott Kannberg, and Robert Greene on ‘Pavements'Ep. #924: Lance Bangs and Bob Nastanovich on ‘Pavements'Ep. #918: Mount EerieEp. #910: The Hard QuartetEp. #481: David BermanEp. #114: Nat Baldwin of Dirty ProjectorsSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

John Dieterich, Satomi Matsuzaki, Ed Rodríguez, and Greg Saunier from Deerhoof discuss Noble and Godlike in Ruin, the band's history and recurring lyrical themes about animals and magic, seeing Dokken and Krokus, the evolution of DIY music culture, the state of immigration, dehumanization, and capitalism, the Anishinaabe concept of “all of our relations,” working with Saul Williams, celebrating 31 years of Deerhoof on tour, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #958: Nels ClineEp. #946: James Brandon LewisEp. #839: Mary TimonyEp. #812: Michael Azerrad on ‘The Amplified Come As You Are – The Story of Nirvana'Ep. #717: No AgeEp. #648: Lee RanaldoEp. #616: tune-yardsSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

I was taken aback by how long it had been since I'd last come to town. It's amazing how time creeps up on you like that. One minute you're at Grandma and Grandad's place every few months, knocking around with your siblings. The next you're going through Grandad's drawers, packing him a bag of his most precious possessions. The next, you realise it's three years since you even drove down his street. State Highway One was an absolute shocker. I was driving the old straight line, heading South from Christchurch. Rolleston, Dunsandel, Rakaia. The storm was fierce. There was surface flooding and the rivers were up which obviously made things worse, but some of the potholes were so large they could've swallowed the irrigators that usually crawl the paddocks on either side of the road. Those irrigators have brought a lot of prosperity to mid-Canterbury. But not on Grandad's street. His place was an old state house on what Dad always called the wrong side of the tracks. Given the main trunk line cuts right through the middle of town, it's a literal thing in Ashburton. Dad reckons the family moved in in about 1967. A two-bedroom place, clad in a shocking baby blue, an 85m2 state house, on a 900m2 section. They don't do property like that anymore. The Tames had arrived from UK a few years earlier – migration had cost them everything they had. By the early 1980s, on his limited income, Grandad saved up and for $21,500 he bought the house from the government as a home for life. He spent his working life slowly chipping away and paying off the mortgage. The quarter acre dream. Grandad always had an amazing garden. He made the most of all that space. There were vegetable beds and fruit trees, a huge compost heap. Flowers out the front. Harakeke. We used to play games of hide-and-seek and go-home-stay-home before retiring inside for luncheon and tomato sauce sandwiches and vegetable soup. At home, our parents didn't put salt in our food, and it was always a thrill to eat a hot lunch prepared by someone less concerned by cholesterol readings. The neighbours back then were mixed. I remember Grandad telling us once that if we hit the tennis ball over the fence it was best to just get a new one. I doubt the Police were strangers to the neighbourhood. Inside, I used to curl up in Grandad's La-Z-Boy and read Grandma's gossip magazines by the fire. On the times we stayed over, I read old Biggles stories. We'd all get covered in Labrador fur. They had a faux grandfather clock in the living room with a mechanism that filled every silence. Click, click, click. Grandad lived in that house for 55 years. He raised his sons there. He lost his wife, there. When it finally came time to leave, my cousin found his war medals, hidden away in a clothes drawer. When I came around the corner, the rain was pelting the windscreen. It took just a moment to get my bearings. The little place next door was gone. A similarly vast section, where once there was a humble cottage, it was filled now with a tidy row of modern units. But there was Grandad's. Some of the baby blue cladding was missing. The harakeke and the flowers at the front had all been ripped out. I'm sure the veggie patch is done. But the house was still there. Tired, but still there. Nothing lasts forever. I can't say with certainty when I'll be back. But I know one day I'll come around that corner, and Grandad's place will be gone too. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Nina Nastasia, Clinton St. John, Jeff MacLeod, and Morgan Greenwood from Jolie Laide discuss their new album, Creatures, Nina's championship Kuriky skills and remembering Steve Albini, a spooky synthesizer part that was written by either Morgan or Clinton's cat, the Edmonton/Calgary rivalry, the characters that populate the post-apocalyptic landscape of their latest songs, fifth member/producer Colin Stewart and a unique vocals approach, touring across Canada, writing again, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #965: Marlaena MooreEp. #952: SilkwormEp. #927: Papa MEp. #908: ASKOEp. #899: GhostkeeperEp. #869: Steve AlbiniEp. #866: Jim White and Marisa AndersonEp. #791: Nina NastasiaEp. #602: Chad VanGaalenSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Haley Fohr returns to discuss Halo on the Inside by Circuit des Yeux, stylish, warm hats and accessories, the end of a long-term relationship and how women and men are treated differently when they create diaristic art, exploring new music technology and song ideas in the middle of the night, her four-octave voice, existentialism and cathexis, honesty and artifice, Diamanda Galás and having a sense of humour, her exciting live show, improvisation and Bill Nace, other future plans, and much more. EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Win a Circuit des Yeux Prize Pack in April 2025!Ep. #955: Bonnie TrashEp. #947: FACSEp. #874: Mdou MoctarEp. #855: Mikey DayEp. #731: Bill NaceEp. #643: Circuit des YeuxSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Ian Blurton and Rob Taylor discuss the return of Change of Heart and In the Wreckage, their first album since 1997, Rob's 1992 departure and its impact on Ian who carried on, the savvy lawyer who oversaw Change of Heart's major label deal and helped them retain their masters, whether we might see reissues of Tummysuckle and Steelteeth, why they made a new album, Toronto themes and socio-political tones within their respective and collaborative songwriting, remembering Mike Armstrong and Al Miller, why Change of Heart are only playing two shows, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Kreative Updates: The Week of April 21, 2025Ep. #880: Guided By VoicesEp. #707: Ian Blurton's Future NowEp. #487: Ian BlurtonEp. #334: Change of HeartSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

RNIB Connect Radio's Toby Davey is joined again by Vidar Hjardeng MBE, Inclusion and Diversity Consultant for ITV News across England, Wales, Northern Ireland and the Channel Islands for the next of his regular audio described theatre reviews for 2025. This week we have the smash-hit musical that is ‘Only Fools and Horses The Musical' as the current tour visited the Birmingham Hippodrome Theatre with description by Professional Audio Describers Julia Grundy and Ellie Packer.  About ‘Only Fools and Horses The Musical' The smash hit show ‘Only Fools and Horses the Musical- is on a UK tour direct from a record-breaking four-year sold-out run-in London's West End – featuring Del Boy, Rodney, Grandad, Cassandra, Raquel, Boycie, Marlene, Trigger, Denzil, Mickey Pearce. Starring comedy legend Paul Whitehouse reprising his role as Grandad and based on John Sullivan's legendary television show, this critically acclaimed home-grown musical spectacular features cherished material from Britain's best loved TV series.  With a script and original score written by John's son, Jim Sullivan, and comedy giant Paul Whitehouse, prepare to get reacquainted with Britain's most lovable rogues and experience the classic comedy brought to life on stage through an ingenious script and 20 hilarious songs. So take a trip back in time, where it's all kicking off in Peckham. While the yuppie invasion of London is in full swing, love is in the air as Del Boy sets out on the rocky road to find his soul mate, Rodney and Cassandra prepares to say ‘I do', and even Trigger is gearing up for a date (with a person!). Meanwhile, Boycie and Marlene give parenthood one final shot and Grandad takes stock of his life and decides the time has finally arrived to get his piles sorted. With musical contributions from the iconic Chas & Dave, the beloved theme tune as you have never heard it before, and an array of brand-new songs full of character and cockney charm, you're guaranteed to have a right ol' knees-up!   For more about ‘Only Fools and Horses The Musical' along with details of venues, dates and times of performances do visit - https://onlyfoolsonstage.com (Image shows RNIB logo. 'RNIB' written in black capital letters over a white background and underlined with a bold pink line, with the words 'See differently' underneath)

Yves Jarvis returns to discuss his astounding new album, All Cylinders, artistic growth and personal maturity, musical colours and poetic symbolism, dynamic inspirations like Paul McCartney, Prince, Stevie Wonder, and King Crimson, employing multi-instrumentalism, the admirable autonomy of stand-up comedians, expressing every single thing, tour, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #965: Marlaena MooreEp. #942: Nap EyesEp. #899: GhostkeeperEp. #581: Yves JarvisEp. #488: Yves JarvisEp. #410: Chad VanGaalenSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Did my grandad product the future and talk to me through Siri?

Melanie St. Pierre-Bednis, Neil Bednis, and Fraser McClean from Casper Skulls discuss their new album Kit-Cat, the TV show character Frasier Crane, the significance of alt-rock radio and MuchMusic on young minds, Robert Frost poems and being goth, the Bunnies in Berlin record made at the Romano brothers' studio in Welland, moving from stark post-punk to heartfelt indie-rock, loving bands like Sonic Youth and Silver Jews, inspirations like “Rowdy” Roddy Piper, a Richard Hell biography, and There Will Be Blood, upcoming shows, writing new songs, other future plans, and much more!EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #958: Nels ClineEp. #910: The Hard QuartetEp. #734: Bonnie TrashEp. #713: Built to SpillEp. #677: PavementEp. #673: Sonic YouthEp. #481: David BermanSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Babies and Toddlers tend to get into things they're not meant to, sometimes those things can be your grandad's ashes.. Digital Sam gives us a wrap up of MAFS final ep of the season, and we play another round of Bursty Camel!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Marlaena Moore discusses Because You Love Everything, leaving Edmonton for Montreal, being tall among the smaller, playing bass in a garage rock band, why imposter syndrome can be a form of narcissism, working with “Monty” Munro and Chris Dadge, Chad VanGaalen's way of life, loving Sarah McLachlan and Annie Lennox, being at peace with death, the Cherish This Tour with Land of Talk, working on new songs, other future plans, and much more!EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #810: Markus FloatsEp. #808: Land of TalkEp. #709: Kelly McMichaelEp. #602: Chad VanGaalenEp. #555: Land of TalkEp. #410: Chad VanGaalenEp. #377: Land of TalkEp. #: 188: Chad VanGaalen on doing Stupid Human Tricks on David LettermanSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Daryl Hall is here discuss to his latest album D, historic home preservation and restoration, working with the Eurythmics' Dave Stewart, classic rock radio and how legacy artists stay vital, why he started the inventive, award-winning web series Live from Daryl's House and its current status, working with Robert Fripp on 1980's Sacred Songs and his interest in outsider music, what he makes of contemporary pop singing, working with younger artists, whether he misses working with John Oates, touring a lot, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #957: The Burning HellEp. #815: Geordie GordonEp. #711: Bret McKenzieEp. #681: Jane Inc.Ep. #64: Sharon JonesEp. #58: Charles BradleyVan Dyke Parks (2010) – TeaserSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

A Butterfly wants to kill the World?Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Although Love is both fire and shadow, we often forget to take comfort from the coolness of the memories when the burning flames are absentThere were precisely two things, okay, four things, keeping me alive. The fourth thing would come to her later when her 'furious was replaced by her 'curious' ~ as in how I knew her inhuman lingo ~ which would lead to my legacy with Grandpa.The top three reasons -She had poked my chest. It was a challenge, calling for one of my guardians to come out and play. The avatar knew I was the chosen heir of the Goddess Ishara and my goddess had devoted a good deal of time and effort to my survival and continued service in her cause. If Ishara made an 'appearance', it would be enough reason to not eviscerate me for my foul treatment of her august personage.Nope. It seemed Ishara was busy at the moment.Still, she most likely knew SzelAnya had shown a keen interest in me in Romania, though I'd never told Selena, or any other member of the 9 Clans, the Dragon's Daughter had killed Ajax for me. Figuring out SzelAnya, a storm deity, had helped me and Aya escape from our kidnapping in the midst of a cyclone in the Pacific Ocean wasn't much of a reach.But no bolt of lightning coalesced from my chest to singe her finger. No clap of thunder. Not even a cloud with a hint of disfavor appeared above us.Her obsidian fingernail began penetrating my shirt, touched my skin, then drew my blood, and something 'twitched'.That would be Contestant Goddess #3. She wasn't actually hanging around me. She didn't have to. She'd left me a memento of our last shindig before we parted ways. That was the nightmare-inducing episode where she, the chthonic goddess Sarrat Irkalli, had compressed one man's body into a dagger and then proceeded to suck another's soul into it to use as a power source for an Airbus 350 (a commercial airliner, if you didn't know).I still had that snaggletooth-looking thing at my back. Well who the Hell was I going to leave it with? Honestly, the only people I felt could keep it safe I loved too much to curse with it. Anyway, the second her divine claw touched my blood, the long dormant weapon whispered to me in a somewhat bored, lofty feminine voice from beyond the grave,Do you want me to discorporate this pathetic has-been for you?Quick check. Only the avatar and I, and her priestess-savant heard that. Of course, in downtown, New York City, noon Sunday, how weird would such a declaration be? The avatar's eyebrow arched. Her big bat-ears (still looking human to the normal viewing public) flicked this way and that, figuring out precisely where the threat originated from. Slowly, her once poking hand began to slide across my chest, along my ribs and around my back.She touched the dagger. Nothing.Gingerly, she drew it forth. I'd had a makeshift sheath made. As the blade made its journey around me, she took a half-step back to better observe it."Please don't kill him!" Theddy squealed. "We haven't had sex yet!"Being 'who' and 'what' she was, the avatar did what came natural. Fortunately for Theddy, I'd become accustomed to working with psychopaths.She stabbed the dagger at Theddy. I clamped my hand down on her wrist. The claws of her left hand came down on my constraining wrist. My free hand came down on that hand, trying to pry it free. It was a hopeless struggle, except.Yes, my old friend 'except'. Except the avatar was holding the dagger. As powerful as Ītzpāpālōtl was, she wasn't pushing against me. She was pushing against Sarrat Irkalli.Ītzpāpālōtl was a living, breathing terror machine who killed and received sacrifices on a regular basis.Sarrat Irkalli hadn't been actively worshipped in 3,000 years.Uneven contest? Oh yeah.See, Ītzpāpālōtl had spent the past 500 years continuously fighting against the Weave to keep her fingers on this side of reality.Meanwhile, for the most part, Sarrat Irkalli had sat upon her throne in the Sumerian Underworld with hundreds upon hundreds of thousands of souls toiling under her watchful gaze for eternity. Sure, her version of Hell wasn't getting any fresh deposits, but she knew how to milk the system well.Even the bad karma for the dagger's creation wasn't hers. She'd stolen it from the foolish Gong Tau sorcerers who had meant to enslave my soul, aka one-third of the Baraqu-Alal-Cáel deal she'd worked out millennia ago. It was the Weave giving her a 'freebie' for playing by the rules, if you considered the Weave sentient.And now Ītzpāpālōtl was touching it. Whoops. It wasn't as if Ītzpāpālōtl was stupid. It isn't like there are tons of magic weapons running around, much less soul-munchers like the one I had. Rationally, who would give a novice like me, a weapon like this? I say again, 'whoops'.Once I'd figured this out, I couldn't stop being me."Theddy, do you like girls?""What?" she squeaked. Here was this psycho trying to drive a Smilodon incisor into her bosom and I was giving her a sex quiz.Ītzpāpālōtl was really starting to struggle now."I, ah, are you okay?" she continued."Oh, I'm dandy. I'm serious. You think this chick is hot? I mean, would you do her in a three-way?" I proposed casually."Timothy?" Sovann."Bro?" Timothy to me."It's all good. Sovann, you want to know what my life is like? This lady who came to discuss business with me today is an immortal mass murderer. You give the word, I'll let go and this knife is going to cut her up like a Ginsu blade on market day because just cutting her heart out isn't going to be enough. Worse. Eventually she'll get back up.""Timothy?" Sovann repeated, this time with more concern. He thought I was nuts. I released my left hand. The blade flipped up, twisting in the avatar's grasp. That was the point her minions figured out something was wrong."El Amado?" the priestess-savant called out softly. The three goons began reaching for 'things'."Call them off, or I open my other hand," I cautioned the avatar. She spared me a swift, hostile look. My fingers tingled."Esten quietos!" she snapped. They stopped."Cáel, bad day, or not. This isn't you. Stop it. The girl's in danger," Timothy spoke up. He didn't mean Theddy. He meant the avatar."I'm being a real asshole, aren't I?" I sighed."Pretty much. You never let the bitches get to you before. Girl pops an attitude, you smile and move on. Life is too short," he reminded me. Too true."I'm going to put my hand over the blade," I told Ītzpāpālōtl. "When I do, you can let go."She didn't say anything for several seconds, even after my left hand covered the semi-serrated edge."Why should I trust you?" she sizzled."Because 'me' letting anything bad happen to you would make me a total, judgmental jerk. I don't know you. Whatever you did before you showed up today shouldn't matter to me. I acted stupidly. I should have stopped you. I didn't. I didn't even warn you and I could have. I was angry, and not even at you. Just angry and I apologize. Now, let go.""Why?""Hi. I'm Cáel Nyilas. Can I have my knife back? Please?"Blink. She released it. For a millisecond, it wanted to do something else because bitches are bitches. It didn't, so my palm wasn't sliced open. My right hand took the hilt. I carefully put the blade away."Yes," Theddy gulped."Huh?" Sovann shook his head at the sudden evaporation of the life and death tension. Welcome to my life. Theddy meant 'yes' to the 'girl-girl-guy' thing I had proposed earlier. It pays to keep things prioritized."What is this movie you were talking about?" Ītzpāpālōtl asked. Had she forgiven me for anything which had transpired? Bwahahaha, no way. She was taking the initiative and going with Option 1 from my earlier insane diatribe."Wait!" Sovann nearly shouted. "You nearly, I don't know, threatened Cáel's life and tried to stab Theddy and now you think you can go with us to a movie?""I told you," Timothy put an arm around his shoulder, "life with Cáel is rarely dull.""I thought you meant he was fun to party with, or something like that," Sovann looked up at his lover. "I thought his uncle showing up, and trying to kill him and then being blown the fuck away by those women and federal agents, and that other girl who pointed a gun at us, is this the new normal?""I love you, Sovann," Timothy grew compassionate. "Cáel is my best friend. He'd never deliberately hurt either of us and normal friends are something he has in short supply. Today being a great case in point."Ten seconds passed."The title is 'As Above, So Below'," Sovann addressed the avatar, "and what do we call you?"Since 'if you are not a worshiper and addressing me, I normally am about to kill you' would sound really cool in Olmec-ic, but I might be asked to translate,"How about we go with 'Obsidian', please?" I pleaded with her.She knew I was currying favor now ~ and behaving like a weather vane caught in the wall of a tornado ~ she gave a gracious bow of her head."Obsidian will do for now. Is the Legend of the dagger 'business'?" Translation: it had better not be."No," I smiled. "It's pillow talk." Rancor, 'how presumptuous', followed by 'but that dagger ups the count to three Goddess interested in him', and next to recalling all the trivial babble about me being a sexual dynamo (I prayed my PR was that good) having some relevance. Her chimera emotions allowed me to get a few more crucial words out, because even women who aren't sleeping with me are jealous."Esta mujer fue la primera en ofrecer bienes funerarios tras la muerte dee mi padre," I reinserted Theddy back into my close company. For some reason, Obsidian considered me unreliable thus had to verify what I'd just said."Did you make funerary offering upon his father's passing?" she asked Theddy. Let's think about this. The wacko chick questioning Theddy had tried to stab a huge freaking blade into her not a minute ago. Fleeing in terror while screaming for the cops? Nope."Yes. I baked him some walnut and caramel chip cookies," she nodded. "It is a family recipe." Sovann looked over the three of us, then back to Timothy."I told you 'that's impressive cocking like I've never seen before'," he explained."She may remain," Obsidian 'permitted'. Theddy wrapped up my right arm with her left and gave it a squeeze. She wanted attention/explanation."Obsidian is a Master Vampire, Theddy," I leaned in and whispered. "Before she was turned, she was captured in a raid by the fey, mentally, spiritually and physically raped and made into their sex-slave. Part of her spirit never healed properly. While this imperfection allows her to walk around in daylight, her heart can never hold on to any emotion for long, so she is forced to forever seek passion, no matter how dangerous, from the world around her."Revealing secrets? Ha. I had noticed Theddy had every work done by Laurel K. Hamilton in her place, including the comic book series."You are not supposed to know, so act like I didn't tell you anything, okay?"'Okay,' she mouthed back at me. I could see it in her eyes. My chaotic life suddenly 'made sense' to her because a best-selling fiction author said so.Obsidian thought the movie was; hilarious. She couldn't stop snickering, giggling and poking at me as horrible shit happened to the various actors. She thought the plot was 'insightful' and wouldn't stop whispering to me throughout the entire thing. During the closing credits, I told her I'd get her the DVD for Christmas ~ she knew the concept behind digital technology, but didn't own any ~ she kissed me.The first kiss was fierce and joyous with the added benefit of her tongue doing things no normal tongue could do, it stretched. Not sure how I felt about that. The second kiss was more sultry, longer and came with some accompanying body action which, I'm no virgin. Not even close. She was on my left side, so when she twisted in her seat, her left leg insinuated itself between mine. Her left hand cupped my jaw and held my head in place as her lips played along mine.A dance of the scorpion perhaps? Tender at first, then suddenly stabbing, dominant and brutal. My lips and tongue battled back, using my superior Kiss-fu to nullify her natural strength and agility. She liked it. By her moaning, she liked it a lot. As the kiss progressed, more and more of her flowed from her seat into my seat, body facing me. Her body rose over mine, forcing my neck back to maintain contact."So, Dot Ishara is hovering around somewhere close, isn't she?" I murmured as our lips separated barely a centimeter apart. One chick kissing you to make another one jealous. It's happened to me plenty of times. Obsidian didn't give a damn about Theddy, or any other mortal woman in close proximity so,"Yes," she purred. "Do you mate with her?""A man does not brag of such things, but no, unless heavy petting counts?""What will she do to you when I steal your seed?"'When'? Why was I not surprised? Why was I not surprised another concussion was in my immediate future either? Was it possible I was, learning?"Chastise me for not fighting harder," I breathed across her lips, "and, in case you forgot, I'm on a date with the girl beside me.""Who I care nothing for," she sent a cruelly playful look Theddy's way. Wisely, the girl shivered."Who I am indebted to and how I honor my debts might matter to you," I hazarded. My words hurt Theddy's feelings. That was on purpose. Obsidian took pleasure in me hurting Theddy because she was basically a vicious monster."Yes?" I pressed her gently."Yes," Obsidian allowed, easing up slightly both romantically and physically."And Theddy, if you believe I'm with you solely because of some sense of obligation, you clearly haven't been listening to your recordings," I shot the human girl a wink."Oh.""Am I, or am I not, a sex-obsessed little monkey?" I teased her. Theddy giggled. I paid for my diversion with four obsidian claws to my ribs outside of Theddy's view. After all, it wasn't like Theddy could possibly compete with her for my attention. Considering Obsidian's legendary ability to rip open her opponent's ribcages and feast upon their hearts, I slipped my left hand, the one next to her between her legs and stroked her cotton-slacks covered cunt.Theddy hugged my right arm and put her head against my shoulder. Not to be outdone," Qu  un centenar dee hombres se quemaron vivos como el sonido?" Obsidian inquired with sexually sadistic hunger. Ah, memories of burning 7P Commandos.Whoops. Theddy knew Spanish."No lo s . Ten an respiradores en," I replied casually. "Si lo desea, puedo describir lo que se siente al tirar de una flecha de guerra lanzar mi propio muslo.""Eep," slipped out of Theddy's lips."Why did you do that?" Obsidian looked over us both."Well, I was showing a little girl I believed in her,""And she shot you?" Theddy gulped."No. She hit the target I was standing next to. A co-worker mistook me for a cardboard cutout of a Jehovah's Witness and let fly. Seems she had issues with organized religion as well as a reaction to the oscillation effect of florescent lighting and ceiling fans.""But why did you pull the arrow out?" Theddy asked. "Couldn't you wait until you got to the hospital?""Mosquito," Obsidian menaced, insinuating Theddy was a pest."I wasn't thinking rationally at the moment, I work in an asylum, I had a hot date in a few hours, any of those three will do," I smiled at Theddy."Copil such as Cáel don't bother with petty human conventions," Obsidian turned my gaze back her way with her hand on my jaw. 'Copil's were 'god-touched' in her lingo."More than one girl?" Theddy mused."Four.""Okay," she sighed happily."Theddy, three under-age girls and the police office he was dating acting as their chaperone," Timothy intervened. "He hurried home so he could keep a promise to the children, not for sex." Bastard. He really was my best friend. He didn't mention my post-injury, pre-festivity sex with Odette giving me a few extra, urgently needed Brownie Points to suggest I might be a decent human being."You are a wonderful guy," Theddy ran a fingernail over my free hand. Clearly I was 'wonderful' enough to risk Obsidian's anger over. The screen went blank as the last credits scrolled away and the room was plunged into darkness. Five seconds later, the lights snapped on.Pain!"Fuck," I hissed. It wasn't any extra physical trauma causing me discomfort. No, a metaphysical dam had burst within and my stream of conscious thought had been turned into a white-water rapids. The competing cyclones of thoughts in my mind had stopped cooperating and my hypothalamus was letting me know I was in danger."Cáel", "Cáel", "Bro", and "Ishara" all came in rapid succession. I needed some space both tangible and social."I need to step outside," I eased Obsidian off me and stood up. My sense of my personal danger was ratcheting up. While I had been studying Obsidian, so I could screw her, I had discovered more and more Alal-badness.The light display had ignited a series of pressing implanted memories which had been clamoring for my attention. Things like not all 'divinities' were stewards of the Weave. Some even wanted its destruction, preferring risking all on a chaotic restructuring of reality over what existed now ~ things like Obsidian. They weren't attempting to do so because they thought they had no chance.But there was. A real serious chance to unravel reality existed; and it was staring her in the face. It wasn't 'me' as in 'I was the Anti-Christ'. But with the torrent of memories pouring forth, I knew where the peril lay and I was completely responsible for it. Hell, I was a prime ally of Armageddon and hadn't even known it.'Holy Shit!'I blinked. Timothy was shaking me. We were out in the lobby."Oh my God, Timothy," I nearly wept. "What am I going to do?""I have no idea what you are talking about. Is there someone you can talk to about this?" he suggested. Normal folks were around us. Obsidian was at my side. Sovann was behind Timothy with an arm around Theddy's shoulder."Theddy," I looked at her. "Can I catch up with you later? I just realized I've screwed up something fierce." I put my best 'really don't want to go but I gotta' face on. Her worried look brightened, she slipped around Timothy and gave me a tingling French kiss."I'll hold you to that, Cáel," she murmured when we parted."Timothy, go home, I got shit to deal with," I hoped my grin didn't become as feeble as I felt it to be."I," he started to say something. "Time not to ask questions?""Yeah.""Okay.""Wait." I pulled us to the side and went on to my toes, leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Tell Pamela 'he' sent Ajax to kill the Professor, his family and the sisters. They were the targets all along. It wasn't me, or the other women. Just in case,""Okay," Timothy patted my arm. It was cryptic. It was the best I could do. See, I wanted to cry so badly.{2:09 pm Sunday, September 7th ~ Last day}Where to begin:Every mythology across the globe has some creature, or creatures, which threatens Existence. Usually a God, or a Hero-God, slays the creature and everything is right with the world, except such a being, being older than Existence itself, can't really die, so they are carved up, buried ~ what have you.Illuyankamunus was one such manifestation of this underlying cancerous desire to destroy reality. He'd had a far more real child, SzelAnya, and she's never quite given up on her dad. Of far greater critical importance, she was 'part' of Illuyankamunus, somewhat in the way I was part of Alal and Baraqu. And yes, that meant all the offspring of Bolu, the guy I'd praised a few hours earlier, held the seeds of that malignant deity as well.And Alal knew it. He hadn't been killing off the descendants. He'd left that task up to a group far more capable of the task, the Egyptian Rite, who knew a fucking threat to existence when they saw it. Lest I forget, No secret society are the 'good guys'. Also lest I forget, I alone decided to go after the Arinniti sons to fulfill Vranus' quest. I had no divine mandate I was aware of nor any real world orders.Inadvertently, I had rounded up the last five mortal remains of Illuyankamunus in one place for convenient disposal in a remote Transylvanian town. The only problem was: if someone didn't get to them quickly, I was also about to whisk them into the loving (and heavy-armed) protective embrace of the Amazon Host, where the completion of centuries of culling would have suddenly become a cast-iron bitch instead of a simple disposal.Enter Ajax. Yeah, I bet the Egyptians were trying to figure out how I stopped him as well as Alal. I thought I was being clever by not telling most of the world. In fact, they most likely suspected; and the reality of SzelAnya watching over me was much more terrifying. Ishara had put a serious curse on the Amazons, yet her curse only affected her followers, the Amazons, who were fair game.SzelAnya had killed someone for me, and I hadn't been one of her followers. Thus I had committed a blasphemous act only a magician of some significant ability could have managed. I wasn't a sorcerer, but I had a cornucopia of mystic knowledge rolling around in my noggin. Trying to figure all this out was one of my major headaches.The others?I even suspected I knew who betrayed me ~ kinda. They didn't do it on purpose. At least I hope they didn't, because my odds-on favorite was my Mother by way of Captain Delilah Faircloth. Realistically, there was only one secret society who might help her against Grandpa and that was the Egyptian Rite, and they did send three people to Dad's funeral including two 'somebodies'. I'm an idiot.I'd chatted away in fluent New Kingdom Egyptian and it never occurred to me how odd it was for two of them to also be so fluent in it. Know it, sure, but as fluent as Kimberly had taught me to be? That should have been a Red Flag.The Earth & Sky had sent Iskender, who should have been the benchmark I judged the other delegations by, damn it.Three Condos? They'd killed my Dad and their guys had been flunkies.The 7 Pillars had been nobodies, which they'd proven by their inaction.Now I had to question why I had 3 actual  9-Clans  assassins at my dad's funeral too. Holy Ishara, I wasn't nearly paranoid enough.Anyway, why would the Amazons be aiding and abetting the End of All Life on Earth? Normally, they wouldn't be, but 3000 years ago, the majority of Human life did a colossal dump on the Amazons. And when they needed help, they got it in the form of SzelAnya and her dual-sex followers. I seriously doubt they told the Amazons their purpose was to resurrect SzelAnya's daddy. I imagine the Amazons didn't pry too much either.It turned out almost to be okay. During the 2nd Betrayal, the Amazons betrayed SzelAnya and almost short-circuited her plans by exterminating her lineage.Except for the Arinniti elders and Bolu. Good old 'except'.I can imagine when the Egyptians heard about the 2nd Betrayal, they figured they were 'okay'. Those wacky Amazons had inadvertently done the world a favor. Except an act of maternal love kept a slender hope of Illuyankamunus' return alive. By the time the Egyptians realized they'd been prematurely hopeful, Bolu's descendants were all over the Balkans and hunting them down had proven difficult.But, it gets worse. Much worse.When those Gods shattered Illuyankamunus, they scattered him in the relative certainty no one would ever gather the parts back together.His flesh was scattered across the land, modern day Turkey, but encompassing everything from Pakistan to Italy and Egypt to Poland. The flesh became soil, then plants, the things that eat plants, then food for humans. Get the picture.Whoops. SzelAnya had been doing just that for centuries upon centuries every time she mated with a mortal of Illuyankamunus' line and had offspring, they accumulated his energy, which made hunting down the few remaining ones easier to find, since they were 'beacons of badness', except...There were two key pieces missing which SzelAnya could never get. After all, you would think burying them on the far side of the world would matter, right?The 'breath of Illuyankamunus' ~ his cosmic fire ~ they buried in a volcano in a distant land far across the Great Sea. His spirit 'body' they imprisoned in a great river, again, across the Great Sea.But wait, it gets worse.The being standing next to me knew precisely where the 'breath of Illuyankamunus' was. Seems Mesoamerica is laced with volcanos. They'd discovered 'the breath' long ago and used it as a weapon called Xiuhcoatl. Better yet, Alal suspected she and her buddies were more than happy to reunite it with the rest if they thought the Weave itself wouldn't annihilate them for daring to do so.In their current, weakened state they were vulnerable to such a karmic backlash. In theory, a reborn Illuyankamunus would have access to power beyond the bounds of the Weave, older and more terrifying. Still, without the mortal remains to anchor the energy, giving it to the spirit would be pointless.Alal knew where the spirit body was (in general), but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was where it was,Of all the places the Arinniti sons could have fled to, they had to choose Brazil, the burial place of the restive spirit body of Illuyankamunus. Mother-fucker.And Ildiko 'Alkonyka' aka Dusk Lovasz had sworn she'd travel to Brazil to fulfill Bolu's side of the quest in the same way I was holding up Vranus' end. If I tried to stop her, SzelAnya would know something was up. Fuck.I was processing all of this when Obsidian violently yanked me out of the way. A cabby had swerved to avoid a flurry of trash and nearly run over us. It was the third near-concussive experience in the past five minutes she'd help me avoid while she had walked by my side. I'd been mumbling like a madman."That would be my Goddess wanting to talk with me," I looked her way."I know," she gave me a clever smile."She's really not going to like that," I shook my head."I know that too," she kept smiling. "Where is your mind?""Five lives away from making the world a safer place," I sighed."Safer for who?" she purred. Where were all the bimbos? Not only was it an insightful question, it cut straight to the heart of my dilemma.What decision could I make? If I elected to help my fellow Amazons, I risked screwing with the world. In truth, I was risking everything even if I did nothing. Well Dad was always clear that things didn't change by themselves. You needed to do something that would have an effect. So, 'What are you going to do?'More to the point, I wasn't Grandad. Killing the last five of the line of Illuyankamunus wasn't 'me', so it wasn't going to be something I'd worry about.SzelAnya wanted to bring back her Dad, I could understand that. I'd have to figure out a way for her to believe this world sticking around was more important. How? Well, I had a goddess-like creature right in front of me to probe for ideas."You are an immortal," Obsidian commented. She'd been weighing her opinion for some time. I could tell by the wonderment with which she gifted each word."What? No. I can die.""No. I don't think so. Your wounds. Normally the wounds I inflict flow freely for some time. Yours have already scabbed over," her eyes flickered to the various minor scars she'd imparted to me in the few hours we'd been together.Of course, her idea was insane, Oh God No! I was in Grandad's body. Well Duh! His body was supposed to be immortal."Are you sure?" I looked deep into her eyes."You are a young immortal, the youngest I've ever met, but you are an immortal," she seemed to be convincing herself as much as me.Stupid Assumption (on my part)! I wasn't in Alal's body. I was in Cáel's. Because the Cáel soul shard was young, Alal hadn't been able to find it because it had moved through Time, to me, sonofabitch! 'I' hadn't been around for him to find. No! I was making yet another damn assumption.What did I know? When Pamela found Baraqu, it had been in an object, not a person, though she had been short on details. When the Alal-shard went to the Land of the Endless Black Sands to bring Saku back, the Cáel-shard had been in reality, so it had been allowed to create a body, 'me'. Still, the curse Sarrat Irkalli placed on Baraqu was on Alal and myself as well, which meant I might just be immortal.My Alal-mind agreed with Obsidian's assessment. In his first years, his healing had been slow, still taking days for what took mortal people weeks. I'd stupidly attributed my swift recovery to Amazon medicines, ugh. Because I got wounded more than most Security Detail trainees while concurrently entertaining two and three sex partners."Can you talk with Dot Ishara?" I asked her."Yes, but why would I?""Sex?""We are going to have sex anyway," she smiled. I'd tricked her. Set her up with the right so I could now drop her with the left."I can bring the mbo  tat  back to life," I pledged. That was not what she was expecting at all. "If you bring the Xiuhcoatl, I can bring the flesh and we can unite the three." Mbo  tat  was the Tupi name for the legendary 'fiery serpent' of the Amazon Basin. In Portuguese, it had become Boi-tat , a will-o-wisp with a confused, Christianized mythology ~ a serpent dwelling in darkness, devouring the eyes of corpses, glowing in the forests at night."Where is the flesh?" she whispered."In his mortal children," I replied."Who?""You are a monster, Ītzpāpālōtl. I'm not going to tell you and you don't have the time to drag the information out of my mind before my allies drop on you like a nuclear detonation," I drew my body tightly to her."Why would the Amazons do this?""They are not. This is a deal between you and me," I kissed her lips. I pulled back. A few seconds later she kissed me back."Why?""My grandfather had my father murdered and I would avenge him. In the end, despite my father's Amazon heritage, my 'Sisters' will let his death go unavenged for the greater good of the Host. He was a man and they will never look beyond that ~ they will never value his life as they would that of a woman.""Your mother's father?""Yes. Cáel O'Shea of the Illuminati.""We are not at war with the Illuminati," she murmured. It was a casual observation, not a protest."You are at war with Cáel O'Shea.""He was slain.""He didn't stay dead.""You know much more than you are saying," she was finally catching on."Absolutely.""I need much more than a few names to convince my kin to help," she purred, a cocktail of sexual immersion and flesh-flaying pain."I don't work for you. You are agreeing to work for me," I was hard as iron in more than one way. Why? Boundaries. She lived in a world where only the fundamentals of reality constrained her. Having a human, no matter how polished my pedigree, or how much I might appear to be 'special', tell her 'you are not the boss' in a reasonable fashion was new and very unwelcome."What would make you think that?""My mentor taught me knowledge is a curse. It is our inability to forget, and I can see into your soul, Ītzpāpālōtl. You care not one wit for the life of an assassin. But the thought of the other 'Factors' of the 9 Clans treating you as an equal galls you almost as much as the crushing reality that you need them."You have lived 500 years in chains and I'm offering you a desperate grab at freedom," I added."Your brief glimpse of immortality gives you no insight into my existence," she bristled."Oh, how many have given up? How many have decided the fight was no longer worth it and faded from the Sunlight to make their final trip into the Underworld, never to return? Do you even visit them?" I spoke with a voice tinged with compassion and loss. I pulled upon the pitiless, blank memories of a childless Alal all those centuries and imprinted on them my own fears of fatherhood and failure."How do you know so much?" she let her fa ade crack, then blow away, in the hollowness of her own sorrow. How could I pity such a monster? I could because I was me and I wouldn't surrender that to the barbaric past and most likely horrific future. I pulled her close, resting my chin on the top of her head."You are not the first, wonderful, very bright woman who has stepped into my life, Obsidian," I whispered. "You are not even the first divinity. For all the millions of differences enforced by power and time, I think love, hate and the conflict between the two wear upon us all. If anything, you face an endless parade of hope and misery. Even if you chose to ignore it, you have seen it and perhaps it leaves its marks ~ water scarring the rocks of a riverbed."We paused. I was able to peripherally scan about and realize we'd made it to Central Park ~ the Ramble and off the beaten path."Your Goddess is a fool for not keeping you closer," she murmured."She does keep me close. You have been actively keeping me from her," I reminded my guest. "She also plays by the rules, so is of limited help in my plans for vengeance."Translation: I could enlist Ītzpāpālōtl's aid while still remaining loyal to my matron Goddess. Ishara could not provide what I needed and my Amazons wouldn't agree with my scheme, so I needed her. Three hours ago, she wouldn't have considered me a worthy supplicant, much less an allied equal, yet here she was conspiring with me to shake the foundations of Creation.Personally, I was thanking Mamitu, Destiny. Had I not been having my worst Sunday ever when we first crossed paths and then acted like a total cockhead, pissed her off and led her to holding Sarrat Irkalli's dagger, thus putting her life in my hands, and not had Timothy as a best friend, I wouldn't have taken her to the movie, and my mind wouldn't have wandered down those dark corridors of Alal's memories to piece things together.Whatever itinerary Obsidian had approached me with, my abrasive behavior had forced her to it cast aside. Dagger, movie, revelations, I was now so much more in her eyes than she had envisioned."Share my need and share with me an ounce of your sorrow," I murmured to her as I gently curled my fingers in her hair and directed her head up until she faced me."The dagger," she rumbled. While she was stroking my hard-on, I knew she was using it as a double meaning."I was pinned to an onyx sacrificial table," I began my tale. We worked off pants to mid-thigh then 'got busy'. Penetration was only going to be possible by turning her around. Ground-breaking was her ready acceptance of my instruction. I leaned against a tree, then pulled her onto my lap. She guided my phallus home.One locomotion and I sunk in deep. It was warm molasses until I hit and pressed against her cervix. For a second Obsidian trembled, then her muscles clamped down tightly, gripping my manhood firmly in a vise, keeping me still."Ah," I groaned. Obsidian had her neck twisted, so we were kissing with eye contact as I described my adventures with the Gong tau sorcerers. She shot me a quick twinkle of delight, a connection. She'd relayed physical pleasure in the way I was giving her cerebral gratification, aka hope.I rolled up her shirt, and gave both nipples a brutal tweak in response. She gasped. I was applying a little 'rough' with my tender intercourse. She rolled her tush against my groin, an invitation to double-down on my nipple-play. I kept my left hand working over each tit while working my fingernails down her abdomen. As I described the terror in old Tsu's face as he shouted out 'M iyǒu! (Mandarin for 'No!') as he recognized too late the curse he was invoking. She relished the visual of the Han necromancer's terror.'Me' smacking two fingers down on her clit earned me a squeal and a small gush of fluids on my nut-sack. Her look of astonishment was something I'd always cherish. Before me, sex was something she demanded from her followers/victims and definitely orchestrated. Her partners being fearful/worshipful must have limited their initiative."A-a-a-ah, we are being observed," she groaned, her lips less than an inch from mine. It took me a second."Which direction?" I kept pumping her, strumming her clit and treating her tit like taffy on a hot Coney Island summer afternoon. Her hooded eyes flickered to our right. I gave it ten seconds. I had to get Obsidian refocused on what I was going to do to her next, in case this was innocent voyeurism. Nope. It was Chaz.Why Chaz? See, I'm an idiot. My cryptic warning to Timothy for Pamela had been good for all of one minute. He'd called her and she'd gathered what she could and come looking for me.Why was she concerned? I was babbling to Timothy then wandering off with a 'beyond-freaky' chick I had just met named 'Obsidian' who came my way courtesy of another chick with the name of Estere.Let me see, Estere was Hashashin and for Timothy to describe someone in my life as 'beyond freaky' was bad news. Timothy was seriously worried about me and Timothy was an emotional rock ~ he didn't panic. Lest we forget, I was in a federal taskforce. A quick peek into New York traffic cameras revealed me and Obsidian wandering into Central Park from the south, so in the rescue party went, splitting up and Chaz 'lucked-out'.I still had two, no, three problems. I was really enjoying my sexual excursion with Obsidian and she was seeming to truly enjoy her experience with me. Oh, and Central Park is big, Pamela had been pressed for people, so she had pressed some unlikely participants into my rescue party."He's," smooch, "my brother, by adoption," I headed off the whole idea she'd been briefed on me already."Visual, Peacekeeper Six, OS2, L-11," Chaz muttered into his headset before taking up a casual stance on the path overlooking our trysting spot. Sex with an audience didn't bother her, so, we worked out as much action from twist, turns and two inches of in-and-out motions (she liked to keep our bodies tight) as we could. Obsidian was humming along in no time. Her vaginal walls were undulating, wearing away at my self-control.Panting, not from us,"Is he o, are they, who is she?" huffed and puffed a trio of voices from Chaz's locale. Oh. Pamela had recruited my 'Hounds'.I accidently (from a timing perspective) took that moment to grind my nails into her left nipple, pinched her clit and hammered her as hard as I could. Obsidian howled. Her vocalization exited the human realm in a cataclysmic manner.The noise scared avians a mile away into terrorized flight. Cats hissed, then raced for cover. Dogs tucked tail and ran. Streetlights a hundred yards away shattered in sprays of glass. Better yet, for the entertainment of my viewing public, she lashed out with her right hand at the closest Black Cherry sapling, exploding it into a mist of sap and pulverizing the bark and wood fiber into pulp.On the downside, her cervix gave my balls an ultimatum ~ release my seed at once, or she was going to twist off my head. My cock and balls have a long history of making decisions without me. I began lavishing her. Before I finally got the feeling I was out of the danger zone. She was back to rubbing against me and purring in blissful satisfaction."Onun g zleri," whispered Belgin, one of the Turks. 'Her eyes'?"Cáel, are you aware of the alternative nature of your liaison?" Chaz coolly cautioned me. Translation: 'mate, do you know you have your cock in a demon?'"Yeah," I coughed. I had a face full of her hair. I was working on some post-coital nuzzling along with slowly helping her get her pants back up."Ininzqueoccehpa," she hummed to me, ignoring our gathering. That was 'let's do this again'."Tehuatlcochitlehua," I replied with some fondness. She studied me for a second before deciding my term was one of endearment, thus 'you are what dreams are made of', not 'nightmares'.Obsidian had another issue to deal with. Timothy would call it a righteous cocking. Whatever it was, her hold on her human mein had slipped and her inhumanity was slipping through, mainly in her glass-like, black, multi-facetted eyes and her fingers which now ended in molten obsidian talons. On the subconscious level, her predatory nature was setting everyone close-by on edge. I could also make out the high pitched, ultrasonic pipping of her chiropteran cries ~ purpose unknown.Obsidian made her way off farther into the underbrush leaving me a few precious seconds to appreciate her retreating posterior while holstering my equipment. More people were arriving. I had one more thing to take care of before, oh look, Nikita had brought her Mom along, the NYPD Sergeant."Chaz, I need to have a quick chat with Dot before I can explain things. She's been waiting and that's unwise," I looked to the Brit. He nodded."Cáel? Mr. Nyilas? Prince?" all came my way. I relaxed as best I could. Chaz went to a body blow to stagger me, then an epic upper cut to send me to Lullaby Land.Dot & the DragonessDot and SzelAnya, in dragon form, were waiting as I tumbled forward. By the state of my haziness, I knew my unconsciousness wouldn't last long."You gave her your seed," came the accusation."Yes," I staggered, "and now you should be able to track her," I pointed out the bonus part of the arrangement. No comment."I've got to make this quick, SzelAnya, I've found your father, geographically speaking," I dropped the bomb."Don't," Dot Ishara commanded. After all, she and her divine cohorts had done the killing and corpse-dividing eons ago. Undoubtedly, they'd executed their own oaths to one another to 'never reveal what they had done' as well."Too late," I shook my head. SzelAnya's attention was magnetized. "I owe you and I'm paying my debts. I'm not blind to the dangers, believe me.""You have no idea what power you are invoking," Dot's undercurrent of displeasure was the worst I'd experienced."Wrong. I've got thousands of years of Alal boiling around in my head, Plus the rest of you betrayed her 2600 years ago. It doesn't mean I have to. And now, given the chance, I'm not. Even if you kill me, she's got enough toBack in the Ramble"Really expect me to believe," Nikita's mom was growling."Man down," I waved a weak arm skyward."Mr. Nyilas, what is going on here?" the Sergeant addressed me. I was reclining in a circle of my 'Hounds'; most were kneeling. Chaz was in a tiny bit of trouble for having clocked me."Umm, thanks for coming out and looking for me. I assure you, Mr. Tomorrow did what he did as a matter of his professional duties ~ intelligence gathering." As I struggled to stand, my ladies helped me. I saw Pamela with three Hounds coming up fast from one direction and Virginia with three more coming from the other. The gang was all here.The mutterings in non-English tongues suggested a bit of explaining was already going on."You've been bleeding," Nikita pointed out with an unspoken 'again'."This?" I pulled my shirt out and looked at the first bloodstain of my encounter. "This is the just the start of the bad news." I shed my windbreaker and then t-shirt.The professionals shouldered aside the others to take a closer look."All of these are from noon and less than an hour ago," I identified the damage. Sarge was skeptical. Chaz, Nikita and Virginia less so."They look older," the senior lawman noted."I've been curious about that," Chaz frowned."I've inherited my Grandfather's curse. My soul fragment was in the 'Here and Now' twenty-three years ago while his was, 'over there', so I was allowed to come into creation. According to my recently departed guest,""You are immortal," Virginia mumbled to finish the thought. Had the speaker not been a member of the FBI, who knows how the thought would have been received."From the memories I've been gifted with," I tapped the tiny divot on my forehead, "his healing abilities started out rather slowly too. I certainly don't want to test this theory, so no worries there," I scanned the group."How do you explain seeing your Grandfather in Hungary and again in Rome?" Virginia wondered."Again, that woman who just left," I got out."Was no woman," Nuray, another one of my Turkish Hounds interrupted. "Her eyes..." she tried to explain, "and look what she did to that tree," she pointed to the greatest piece of evidence of supernatural wrongdoing. The other two witnesses nodded."We all saw the same thing. Her eyes were, bottomless, definitely not human," Belgin affirmed. The veteran players looked to Chaz."She had a collapsed nose-bridge, lacked a blink response, her dental work was carnivorous and her tongue was extremely clipped and showed prehensile qualities," he reported calmly. Pause. Chaz was a freaking intelligence operative, after all."If her hands were a type of glove weaponry, I've never seen it s like before. While I know it is possible for a human to exert the force-pounds necessary to snap a two inch diameter tree trunk in one blow, it is a rare skill and requires intense discipline. This appeared to be done spontaneously, without preparation of any kind and as a reaction to other stimuli," he added."It was also your assessment he needed to be knocked unconscious?" Nikita's mom countered."Mr. Nyilas' psychological constructs are something the whole team has to work around. At times, he seeks 'insight' from his mind in a deliberately unconscious/non-sleep state," he replied."He claims to be talking with spirit powers. I know when he returns to consciousness, he delivers useful intelligence. I'm not a psychologist, psychiatrist, or psychic. I don't know why his mind functions that way. I do know results. And I know I work with people who would achieve those results by other means if it were at all possible. Since we haven't found another method, we accept that from tim

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Dan Bejar discusses the new Destroyer album Dan's Boogie, why he feels better about this album than his last one, expressing opinions to collaborator John Collins without saying a word, whether or not he thinks Jim Morrison is still alive and well in Syracuse, New York, collaborating with Fiver's Simone Schmidt and why they're one of the best singers working today, his interest in Italian crooners and jazz musicians, improvising lyrics about the Houston Rockets and orgies, quoting Bob Dylan and Scott Walker, dark comedy and getting older, playing shows, other future plans, and much more.EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon!Related episodes/links:Ep. #943: André EthierEp. #811: Joseph ShabasonEp. #787: One Hundred DollarsEp. #674: DestroyerEp. #542: FiverEp. #522: DestroyerEp. #374: FiverEp. #368: DestroyerEp. #215: DestroyerEp. #86: DestroyerSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On a corner in the center of St. Cloud, next to a former Wells Fargo bank, Abdikadir Bashir can view bustling cultural malls in three directions.There's a restaurant, a cafe, retail shops, a halal market, a health clinic — all started by East African immigrants who now call St. Cloud home.This busy hub is the heart of the recently arrived immigrant community in St. Cloud. Bashir, executive director of the Center for African Immigrants and Refugees Organization, said it challenges stereotypes of immigrants as a drain on the community.“This neighborhood is a testament to the contrary — that immigrants come here and do make the new communities better, economically, socially and culturally,” Bashir said. “And that's what we also intend to continue.”St. Cloud-based CAIRO provides services and support to immigrants and refugees, including education, health programs and workforce training. Those efforts have expanded to include helping address the shortage of housing in St. Cloud, one of multiple local efforts led by people of color.CAIRO bought the nearly 4-acre property on 33rd Avenue and Third Street North last year. It plans a mixed-use development with commercial, office and event space, and 70 rental apartments. “We came to realize that housing anchors everything,” Bashir said. “It is the foundation to human development. It is the foundation to community progress. Without a roof over your head, children will not be able to go to school. You will not be healthy. You will not be prospering economically.”The project is named Iskufilan Village. The Somali word means sufficient, whole or complete. Its supporters envision a thriving community hub that fosters a sense of belonging, with local businesses and essential services conveniently close by.Most of the 70 apartments will have three or four bedrooms. Bashir said that space is crucial for larger immigrant families that often include six or more people, compared to the U.S. average of 2.5.“We hear of moms that tend to hide their pregnancies, sometimes out of fear of growing out of their current apartment, or getting kicked out by a landlord,” he said. “I have heard stories of a family living in two adjacent apartments because one apartment is not (large) enough for them.”   The housing will be open to anyone, not restricted to immigrants or any certain demographics. Bashir said the project is driven by a belief in East African culture of a collective responsibility to solve problems.“It is led by the community,” he said. “It's coming from the community, because we have that lived experience.”At least 10 percent of the units will be designated as affordable, and the rest targeted toward middle-income working residents. Nearly half of St. Cloud's renters are cost-burdened, meaning they spend more than 30 percent of their income on housing.CAIRO is putting together the private financing for the project. They're also asking the Legislature for $5 million in state funds.At a recent Senate housing committee meeting, Farhiya Iman spoke in favor of the project. She's an educator and social worker who's lived in St. Cloud for 20 years.Iman said she frequently sees families working full time, but still unable to find affordable housing.“Housing isn't just about walls and roof. It's about stability. It's about dignity. It's about opportunity,” she said. “And for far too many families in St. Cloud, that opportunity does not exist.”St. Cloud's need for apartments is just the start. A recent study estimated the city needs 17,000 new housing units over the next 15 years.Mayor Jake Anderson, who took office in January, said the city also needs single-family homes, senior housing and low-income housing. Without adequate housing, it's difficult for the city to attract new businesses, and it risks losing workers and talent to other places, Anderson said.“If you're not adding housing and then families are beginning to expand, they're going to move,” he said. “So you may see migration out of the city to either other cities in the region or other regional centers.”Another St. Cloud group wants to make the dream of home ownership a reality for more people.Dreamliner Estates LLC was founded by three community leaders of color who come from different professional backgrounds: public transit, community engagement and finance.“We see the struggles when it comes to underrepresented communities, people of color and we see the struggles, how hard it is for them to even attain housing,” said co-founder Ryan Daniel, who is also CEO of St. Cloud Metro Bus, the city's transit service.Owning a home is important for families to build generational wealth, Daniel said. But statistically, home ownership rates in St. Cloud are lower for people of color.Daniel's partners are Eunice Adjei and Emmanuel Oppong. The siblings are originally from Ghana, West Africa, and have both lived in St. Cloud for more than a decade.Adjei is director of multicultural services for St. Cloud Financial Credit Union. She said the application process often deters people in underserved communities from buying a home.“We really want to make sure that they understand all the rules when it comes to housing, so that that wouldn't deter them from being part of the solution,” Adjei said.Dreamliner Estates secured a $3.4 million state grant from Minnesota Housing for the first phase. Daniel said they hope to complete four homes on St. Cloud's south side by the end of the year. Eventually, they plan to build a total of 34 homes.The plan calls for twin homes, each with four bedrooms, to accommodate large families or several generations living together, which is common in collectivist cultures.“Some demographics prefer to have not just Mom, Dad and kids,” said Oppong, who also serves as the city's community engagement director. “They want to have Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandad, nephews and cousins all living closely.”An Islamic prohibition on paying or earning interest can make it challenging for Muslims to buy a home. Adjei said St. Cloud Financial Credit Union, Stearns Bank and other area lending institutions currently provide or plan to offer Sharia-compliant alternatives to traditional mortgages.Both organizations say they know their projects are only a first step toward meeting the community's housing shortage.“Like they say, a journey of 1,000 miles starts with one step,” Bashir said. “This is that one step.”

Eliza Niemi is back to discuss her wonderful new solo album Progress Bakery, her creative life post-Mauno, why she's been focusing more on cello and the creative and collaborative opportunities it's providing her, working closely with Dorothea Paas and Louie Short, dealing with a frightening illness alone while completing a residency in New Mexico, Dogman, fireflies, and other creatures and themes on her new album, playing shows, writing new songs, other future plans, and much more. EVERY OTHER COMPLETE KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online. Support vish on Patreon! Related episodes/links:Ep. #934: Rebecca Clay ColeEp. #923: Dorothea PaasEp. #719: Iain ReidEp. #545: Owen PallettEp. #246: MaunoSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Nels Cline returns to discuss his new album and band, Nels Cline: Consentrik Quartet, empathetic collaboration and op art, composition and improvisation in music and also in films like 1953's Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, a James Brandon Lewis observation about what experienced players bring to in-the-moment music-making, the role of stage wear, having your name in your band's name, not loving guitar solos, Wilco news, what's next for his own work, other future plans, and much more. Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #946: James Brandon LewisEp. #942: Nap EyesEp. #886: Chris CorsanoEp. #872: Mike Watt and Papa MEp. #692: WilcoEp. #648: Lee RanaldoEp. #579: Nels ClineEp. #197: Nels ClineSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Ariel Sharratt and Mathias Kom from the Burning Hell are back to discuss their new album, Ghost Palace, DIY home renovations and instructional videos on YouTube, writing songs about death and the apocalypse but in a super fun way, how we strangely can find time for leisure during horrible events and post through everything, sci-fi and prescient art, nostalgia, disassociation, and song lyric misinterpretation, the collaborative framework of this new album, its stunning artwork, replacing social media with physical zines, touring, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Win Many Things Made by The Burning Hell in March 2025!Ep. #850: You've Changed Records is 15!Ep. #696: The Burning HellEp. #251: The Burning HellEp. #183: Long Night with the Burning Hell, Amery Sandford, Elisabeth de Mariaffi, Eva Ísleifs, Rakel McMahon, Erin Turcke, & SudsSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

A lot was crammed-in today. Pancake day chat, grandad things, Jude is on the quiz, there's an update on the Beeston Banana Bandit, there's another round of ‘It's Not For THAT!', & the aforementioned, Grandad Things. It's all on!

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EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Peter Ames Carlin is here to discuss his new book, The Name of This Band is R.E.M., his background as a fledgling musician and culture writer, developing lovely rapports with Brian Wilson and Bruce Springsteen but not so much with Paul Simon, why he wanted to write a definitive book about the rather private R.E.M. and why they chose to participate only from a distance, the quiet manner in which R.E.M. broke up and also why they seem to be popping up a lot these days, Carlin's forthcoming book about Springsteen, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #928: VerbötenEp. #875: Ann PowersEp. #577: Thurston MooreEp. #402: Dave ItzkoffEp. #395: Robert HilburnEp. #252: Bob Mehr on The ReplacementsEp. #222: Peter GuralnickEp. #84: Charles R. CrossSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Steve Moriarty from the Gits is here to discuss his book, Mia Zapata & The Gits: A Story of Art, Rock, and Revolution, his literary influences, his issues with the true crime industry and why he wanted to tell the Gits' story from his own perspective, the band's unique rhythm section and why the Gits still stand out, a chaotic attempt to hang out with Nirvana and speak with Kurt Cobain when their bands played together, love from Kathleen Hanna and the Gits' influence on subsequent bands, the Sub Pop reissue of their debut album Frenching the Bully, future plans, and much more. Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #945: The GitsEp. #922: The Saints '73-'78Ep. #875: Ann PowersEp. #868: Kathleen HannaEp. #812: Michael Azerrad on ‘The Amplified Come As You Are – The Story of Nirvana'Ep. #496: Iggy PopEp. #393: Captain Sensible of The DamnedEp. #38: Krist NovoselicSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Andy Cohen and Tim Midyett from Silkworm discuss the new Developer reissue, our shared experience at a memorial for Steve Albini this past summer where Joel RL Phelps joined them for their first Silkworm set together in 30 years, monumental news about upcoming Silkworm shows, revisiting Developer's lyrical themes and Albini's sounds, rarities, including a Bob Dylan song performed with Pavement's Stephen Malkmus, Midyett's band Mint Mile making a new album with Albini a week before he died and what his loss means to Silkworm, forthcoming solo music, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #910: The Hard QuartetEp. #869: Steve AlbiniEp. #840: Mint MileEp. #514: Steve Albini and Silkworm's Andy Cohen and Tim MidyettEp. #369: Andrew Cohen & Light ComaEp. #70: Joel RL PhelpsEp. #52: Tim Midyett of Bottomless Pit Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Mark Ibold and Scott Kannberg from Pavement, director Jed I. Rosenberg, and producers Jeffrey Lewis Clark and Brian Thalken discuss Louder Than You Think: A Lo-Fi History of Gary Young and Pavement, our states of being near the strange top of 2025, their respective experiences knowing Gary and playing in the Fall of Christianity and Pavement, Mark's memory of Scott's socks-and-Birkenstocks stage wear and first encountering Gary, how this film was conceived of and navigating Gary's alcoholism and ill health to interview him, marionettes, LSD, and Pavement puppets, Gary's remarkable drumming, another new Pavement song that appears in this film, future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #934: Rebecca Clay ColeEp. #933: Alex Ross Perry, Scott Kannberg, and Robert Greene on ‘Pavements'Ep. #924: Lance Bangs and Bob Nastanovich on ‘Pavements'Ep. #910: The Hard QuartetEp. #678: Mark IboldEp. #677: PavementEp. #392: Stephen MalkmusEp. #373: Pavement's Bob Nastanovich and Steve WestEp. #165: Bob Nastanovich of Silver JewsEp. #74: Stephen MalkmusSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

We first saw Eddi Reader singing with the Gang Of Four on Whistle Test in 1982. This eventful pod traces her story from seven kids in a two-bedroom council flat (“me in the toilet with a guitar singing Your Cheating Heart”), to the Scottish folk clubs, busking with circus acrobats on the Left Bank, to radio jingles, life as a backing singer and the rapid rise of Fairground Attraction who reformed last year, 34 years after they split in 1990. It's highly entertaining from the kick-off, not least …. … snogging the Earl of Moray's son during Dylan at Blackbushe. … the jingles she sang on ‘80s radio ads. … what she learnt from Annie Lennox when touring with Eurythmics. … backing singer stage-wear etiquette. … performing Love Me Tender aged eight in the school classroom. … singing Three Drunken Maidens and Lord Franklin at the Irvine Folk Club, over the road from Amanda's Wet T-Shirt Night. … busking in Paris and the songs that pulled the most money (eg Tupelo Honey and All Along the Watchtower). … “men you put on the shoulder-pads for.” … what Billy Bragg called “a civilian”. … Chou Pahrot, Cado Belle, Café Jacques, Stone the Crows and other great lost Scottish bands. … Hamish Imlach's advice about how to project onstage. … how to use a pencil as a pop-shield. … and her Grandad “who loved his wife so much he nearly told her”. Eddi Reader tickets here: https://eddireader.co.uk/gigs/ Fairground Attraction's Beautiful Happening album: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Beautiful-Happening-Fairground-Attraction/dp/B0CZ7NMJYV https://eddireader.co.uk/Find out more about how to help us to keep the conversation going: https://www.patreon.com/wordinyourear Get bonus content on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

We first saw Eddi Reader singing with the Gang Of Four on Whistle Test in 1982. This eventful pod traces her story from seven kids in a two-bedroom council flat (“me in the toilet with a guitar singing Your Cheating Heart”), to the Scottish folk clubs, busking with circus acrobats on the Left Bank, to radio jingles, life as a backing singer and the rapid rise of Fairground Attraction who reformed last year, 34 years after they split in 1990. It's highly entertaining from the kick-off, not least …. … snogging the Earl of Moray's son during Dylan at Blackbushe. … the jingles she sang on ‘80s radio ads. … what she learnt from Annie Lennox when touring with Eurythmics. … backing singer stage-wear etiquette. … performing Love Me Tender aged eight in the school classroom. … singing Three Drunken Maidens and Lord Franklin at the Irvine Folk Club, over the road from Amanda's Wet T-Shirt Night. … busking in Paris and the songs that pulled the most money (eg Tupelo Honey and All Along the Watchtower). … “men you put on the shoulder-pads for.” … what Billy Bragg called “a civilian”. … Chou Pahrot, Cado Belle, Café Jacques, Stone the Crows and other great lost Scottish bands. … Hamish Imlach's advice about how to project onstage. … how to use a pencil as a pop-shield. … and her Grandad “who loved his wife so much he nearly told her”. Eddi Reader tickets here: https://eddireader.co.uk/gigs/ Fairground Attraction's Beautiful Happening album: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Beautiful-Happening-Fairground-Attraction/dp/B0CZ7NMJYV https://eddireader.co.uk/Find out more about how to help us to keep the conversation going: https://www.patreon.com/wordinyourear Get bonus content on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Richard Davies is here to discuss Composition Book, the new album by the Moles, life in New England and a fascination with the sharks there and in Australia, how his lifelong hearing impairment has impacted his work as a lawyer and musician, telling relatable stories before an audience and a jury, his questions about my own trajectory and work and a Beatles tangent, a new song with nods to Bob Dylan and Chuck Berry, his long and active handwritten letter correspondence with Robert Pollard from Guided by Voices and other insights about Bob, tour dates with Tobin Sprout, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #944: Bonnie “Prince” BillyEp. #922: The Saints '73-'78Ep. #913: QuiversEp. #880: Guided By VoicesEp. #828: ‘Bob Dylan: Mixing Up the Medicine' with Mark Davidson & Parker FishelEp. #725: SloanEp. #708: Kiwi Jr.Ep. #406: Courtney BarnettSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Bryze joins us around the table to recap an illustrious weekend crossing enemy lines deep in Dad Kissing Country. We kick off by catching up with the coolest Grandad on Earth and what he's been up to, including his Podcast Royale 2 training and his hustling journey with Found 80 Cents. We dive in to our Sydney trip and what it entailed: the best people watching we've potentially witnessed to date, spinning rooms, businessmen bin rats and some e-foiling thanks to the legends at Fliteschool Manly. We cover the card and our thoughts on it before we wrap up with our regular segments. Was a great weekend away with the A-team, stay tuned for the vlog that will be released in the coming weeks. Enjoy the rest of your week Trendsetters!Got a yarn? Record it and email it to carryon@alphablokes.com.au - must be under 2 minutes to get on the show. Ever wanted to watch the Podcast? Check out full visual adfree episodes and all of our vlogs on our Patreon: patreon.com/alphablokespodcastBought to you by Better Beer. Check out their low sugar crisp Apple Cider today, perfect for the session: www.betterbeer.com.au0:00 - Bryze joins the Table2:32 - Yabby Pump Update3:50 - Found 80 Cents25:10 - Pet Cremation31:07 - Podcast Royale 2 Training36:41 - UFC Sydney1:17:51 - Cooking With Daddy1:25:22 - Alpha News1:35:30 - Motivation, Trendsetters, Wrapup Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Here are three new real-life ghost stories to give you chills.Grandad - Kelly from AustraliaThe Ghost at the Hollywood Sign - Cindy Ketron!Robert - Layne Pavoggi from Los Angeles, California on GhostsDo you have a story? Call ☎️ 1 (701) 484-2666 or go to tellmeaghoststory.com and leave a message!Theme Music: Sexy Sax by Cool CascadeProduction by Newman Media in partnership with Scary.fm

Welcome to episode 179!We've been playing Genius Square with Daddy, we made some cuddly toys with Juno's sewing machine and we went out with Grandma and Grandad for Grandad's birthday.Plus Joke of the Week, Farty Facts, Juno's Book Review, Tooth Update and Tickle Time.We love you all!

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Brian Case discusses the new FACS album Wish Defense, when we met in Edmonton, St. Louis musical mentors, seeing Fred Armisen's band Trenchmouth, loving underground Chicago rock music and key British post-punk bands, a shared adoration for Hoover, exploring duality via Naomi Klein, why FACS recorded Wish Defense with Steve Albini, his perspective on Steve's demeanour and behaviour during what was sadly his final session, how they and Electrical Audio colleagues dealt with Steve's sudden death by honouring and finishing the work he'd started, FACS tour dates, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #900: Fugazi and Jem CohenEp. #869: Steve AlbiniEp. #826: Steve Albini and Fred ArmisenEp. #736: Douglas Andrew McCombsEp. #673: Sonic YouthEp. #609: Gang of FourEp. #351: METZEp. #240: A Way That's Clear – Tortoise & The Making of ‘The Catastrophist'Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!James Brandon Lewis returns to discuss the new James Brandon Lewis Trio album, Apple Cores, playing with Josh Werner and Chad Taylor, Werner's Wu-Tang Clan connections, Buffalo-based inspirations like Rick James and Soulive, significant works by A Tribe Called Quest and Black Star, how Don Cherry and Amiri Baraka are reflected on this new record, touring with the Messthetics again and what encountering their audience has meant for him, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #916: Mercury RevEp. #887: Janel and AnthonyEp. #845: The Messthetics and James Brandon LewisEp. #585: Rob MazurekEp. #348: Matthew ShippEp. #285: Chicago Underground DuoEp. #214: Ani DiFrancoEp. #31: Jesse Stewart and Hamid DrakeSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Hello everyone! In our latest episode we've been to visit our Grandad who's moved back from Turkey, we have a name for the concrete toad that daddy found and there's an update on our finger knitting. Plus Joke of the Week, Farty Facts, Tickle Time, Juno's Book Review and Ask Robin and Juno. We love you all!

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Matt Dresdner and Andy Kessler from the Gits are here to discuss the 2025 Sub Pop reissue of their excellent 1992 debut album, Frenching the Bully, moving to Seattle in 1989 before Nirvana broke, youthful record store hangouts, rock god encounters, CBGBs shows, and seeing Descendents, why Andy initially despised Matt, recalling their late bandmate Mia Zapata, where the Gits might've taken their music, if they see their influence in younger musicians, whether there're more stories to tell about the Gits, a Bob Dylan tangent, this weekend's Gits celebrations, future plans, and much more. Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #929: Bill Stevenson from Descendents, ALLEp. #900: Fugazi and Jem CohenEp. #875: Ann PowersEp. #872: Mike Watt and Papa MEp. #868: Kathleen HannaEp. #812: Michael Azerrad on ‘The Amplified Come As You Are – The Story of Nirvana'Ep. #764: MudhoneyEp. #109: Jello BiafraSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Who has the worst road rage out of Nikki and Cheryl? What rodent is an award winning sniffer? And which celeb recorded the most top singles in Simlish?! Find out this week on The Spooky Sleepover.Got a theory? Been lost in a rabbit hole? We want to hear from YOU! Email queens@global.com to get in touch, or DM us @killerscultsqueens on Instagram. And follow Cheryl Hole @cherylholequeen and Nikki Druce @nikkimacabrelondon.And if you're looking for a place to support Kerry, their Patreon is here: www.patreon.com/searchandrescuewoodsListen on Global Player for free. Download Global Player from the app store or go to globalplayer.com.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Will Oldham is back to discuss the excellent new Bonnie “Prince” Billy album, The Purple Bird, stoves and broilers, Lori Damiano's album art, first encountering producer David “Ferg” Ferguson, our lengthy 2006 hangout, singing one of his own songs as a duet with Johnny Cash in a vocal booth, marvelling at great conversationalists, why me and my family think this new album is all hits, “Cowboy” Jack Clement and why a song about gun violence is a polka, pondering water, why living and trying to make a living isn't in vain, new song updates, touring, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:The Purple Bird Listening Party (January 30, 2025)Bonnie "Prince" Billy (2006)Ep. #918: Mount EerieEp. #775: Will Oldham & Lori DamianoEp. #630: Nathan SalsburgEp. #615: Mdou MoctarEp. #317: Bonnie ‘Prince' BillyEp. #134: Bonnie ‘Prince' BillyEp. #16: Bonnie ‘Prince' BillySupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!André Ethier is back to discuss his new album, Cold Spaghetti.., personal fitness routines and preferences, musical theatre and cultural adaptation in songwriting, art galleries, museums, and colonialism, compensation, labour, and attribution, caterpillars as a muse, Sandro Perri as a muse, revisiting indie-rock recordings made as a teen, contemplating new songs, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters Charity. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #817: Nicole Rampersaud & Off WorldEp. #811: Joseph ShabasonEp. #693: Fresh PepperEp. #674: DestroyerEp. #641: André Ethier and Sandro PerriEp. #503: André EthierEp. #448: Joseph ShabasonEp. #139: Greg Cartwright of the Reigning SoundSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Nigel Chapman and Josh Salter from Nap Eyes stop by for a talk about their new album, The Neon Gate, working remotely and living in a house together, producer Rene Wilson and the synthesized, electronic drum sounds on this record, people swapping instruments and a tremendous guitar part that recalls Nels Cline, adapting poetry for new song lyrics, two bands called Quivers, an appointment with Dr. Cool, writing new songs, touring a lot, playing in Edmonton at Winterruption on January 22, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters to Santa. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #930: Dog DayEp. #913: QuiversEp. #893: Energy SlimeEp. #885: LaughingEp. #850: You've Changed Records is 15!Ep. #809: Faith HealerEp. #414: Nap EyesEp. #198: Nigel Chapman of Nap EyesEp. #110: Josh Salter & Matt Peters of MonomythSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Garba Touré and Oumar Touré from Songhoy Blues discuss their new album, Héritage, our previous encounters when they played shows in Guelph, Ontario, fleeing a civil war and Sharia law in Timbuktu and how safe they feel playing music in Mali, the sound and themes of their new album, stories about each and every song, touring, other future plans, and much more.Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters to Santa. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #910: The Hard QuartetEp. #874: Mdou MoctarEp. #755: Pierre KwendersEp. #615: Mdou MoctarEp. #591: Matt SweeneyEp. #285: Chicago Underground DuoEp. #105: Zaki IbrahimSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. Enjoy this excerpt and please subscribe now via this link to hear this full episode. Thanks!Madi Diaz is here to discuss the one-year anniversary of her Grammy-nominated album, Weird Faith, our Office Hours Live connection, humour, spirituality, love and other things that ground her, how her album and planning this interview cheered me up recently, the surprising resonance of her song “God Person,” her family life and being home schooled, picking up on a thread from my recent Dorothea Paas interview, how she got into music, an update about the new record she's making with Gabe Wax, other future plans, and much more. Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to Blackbyrd Myoozik, the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters to Santa. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #932: Tim HeideckerEp. #923: Dorothea PaasEp. #875: Ann PowersEp. #874: Mdou MoctarEp. #868: Kathleen HannaEp. #587: Vic Berger IV & DJ DouggpoundSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EVERY OTHER KREATIVE KONTROL EPISODE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO MONTHLY $6 USD PATREON SUPPORTERS. This one is fine, but please subscribe now on Patreon so you never miss full episodes. Thanks!Loel Campbell and Michael “Turk” MacNeil from Contrived are here to discuss Addicted to Sadness, the band's first album since 2008, growing up in Stellarton, Nova Scotia and bonding over music, the Dependent Music community, how Brian Borcherdt often shared new music discoveries with friends, key producers like Charles Austin and Andy Magoffin, when Wintersleep blew up and people moved to Montreal, Turk's unique skills as a narrative lyricist, why Contrived is a going concern again, what's next for the band, other future plans, and much more. Support vish on Patreon! Thanks to the Bookshelf, Planet Bean Coffee, and Grandad's Donuts. Support Y.E.S.S., Pride Centre of Edmonton, and Letters to Santa. Follow vish online.Related episodes/links:Ep. #930: Dog DayEp. #900: Fugazi and Jem CohenEp. #889: Rick White and The SadiesEp. #808: Land of TalkEp. #657: Jud HaynesEp. #653: Dorothea Paas, Brian Borcherdt, Anyika Mark, Ruth Belay, Ani Castillo on Long NightEp. #519: Holy FuckEp. #364: Walter Shreifels of Dead Heavens, QuicksandEp. #117: Charles Austin of the Super FriendzSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/kreative-kontrol. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.