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by Kyle Sanders
I consider myself a proficient scholar when it comes to LGBTQ history: I've learned about the early pioneers, the Stonewall Riots, and the continuing struggles that still linger. But if you had ever name dropped David Wojnarowicz in a related conversation, I would have reacted like a deer in the headlights, and looked a fool.
But a fool, I am no longer. The creators behind RuPaul's Drag Race have produced a fiery and fearless portrait of the multimedia artist and AIDS activist, which they have appropriately titled WOJNAROWICZ: F**K YOU F*GGOT F**KER.
With an in-your-face, scandalous title like that, you get an idea of what you're in for. Stitched and sewn together with archived footage, photos, and answering machine tape recordings from the artist's personal archives, director Chris McKim crafts an absorbing collage that sucks you into the gritty cesspool of Wojnarowicz's early years of hustling on the streets of Hell's Kitchen, then spits you out in the aftermath of a post-AIDS gentrified world, where Wojnarowicz's viscerally breathtaking body of work continues to be rediscovered.
Stereolab – Electrically Possessed (Switched On Volume 4) (Warp/Duophonic)
As a follow up to 2020’s K.G., King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard return with L.W.—the second half of a double album recorded entirely in quarantine by each member of the sixtet.
Make no mistake: This is a complete and fully realized effort from the band, whose genre-bending foray into Latin and Indian beats perfectly platforms its love for distorted guitars. This album is proggy, it’s funky, it’s purple and yellow and a bubbling witches’ brew of certifiably fun music taking on very serious subjects, as King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard are want to do.
Concerns over climate change have made their way onto King Gizzard’s lyric sheet before and they arise again on L.W. This band has never taken their role as the bridge between psych rock and green metal for granted, and at this point the bridge is 8 miles wide. This is a good thing.
The Purcells – Landscape Listens (self-released)
Anyone at all familiar with Nick Cave’s recent work knows that “haunting” may be an overused yet apt descriptor for his songs of sorrow and stoic goth Christianity, and Carnage is no exception.
This eight track album released by Cave and frequent collaborator Warren Ellis gracefully ribbons through the times of sorrow, hope, grief, and finally the whisper of relief as a meditation on, well, the overall state of things as 2021 settles into itself.
Carnage is decidedly gentle, but not mellow. It is delicate in the way most tension is delicate. Simultaneously industrial and orchestral, Carnage offers pitch phasing as a sort of breeze blowing through its tracks, like a shift in the wind which comes seemingly out of nowhere. This tonal breeze beautifully compliments the choral singers present on the majority of tracks, bringing with them a gift of levity and offering of community.