What Fears Become from The Horror Zine

Introducing the NEW Horror Zine book HERE!

Featuring the work of dead beat poet

Published by Imajin Books


From horror masterminds Bentley Little, Ramsey Campbell, Graham Masterton, Joe R. Lansdale, Elizabeth Massie, Piers Anthony, Melanie Tem, Cheryl Kaye Tardif, Scott Nicholson, Conrad Williams, Simon Clark and a host of other respected authors, poets and artists comes WHAT FEARS BECOME, a terrifying collection of bone-chilling, nail-biting horror that is sure to keep you awake until all hours of the night.

This anthology brings together some of the best works from The Horror Zine, an online magazine dedicated to giving you chills and thrills. Edited by Jeani Rector, each story, poem and art work within showcases an international talent that will give you shivers.

Featuring three poems by dead beat poet [b.a.d].

Published by Imajin Books

"Each spine-tingling chiller takes the reader into the depths of eerie imaginations!" ―Fangoria

Mild Economical Horror

They will laugh,
as we knock on their door.
They will laugh,
as we do all the dying at war.

They will laugh,
like there’s nothing to care about,
They will laugh,
because those with cash have clout.

Their grin will turn into a smile,
when the wins become less.
Their laugh with turn to snicker,
with the first sign of distress.

Their wonder will turn to a mild horror,
as their empire evaporates like a tree.
Their pockets will eventually empty themselves,
by the rest of us giving and doing most everything for free.

 

What would you be willing to do for money ?

About Death with David J.

October 17, 2011 12:00pm
Join Aslan and Jennifer Monday’s @ Noon in conversation about how art, science and philosophy interrelate with each other to form our collective and individual consciousness. We’re examining Death in society this month so put on your blackest clothes, dark eyeliner and tune in or download while sharing with others.

Our special guest will be the legendary ** David J. of Bauhaus/Love & Rockets ** in a live telephone interview from Los Angeles.  We will be discussing his new album ‘Not Long for this World’, and listening to the songs ‘Title Wave of Blood” and “Bloodsucker Blues”.


Today’s Topics

Picasso’s Dead Friend

The Avant-garde is Not Dead

The Death of Money and Banks

Is Bela Lugosi Really Dead ?

** David J **

Live DJ Set
Thursday, October 20
San Francisco’s Cat Club

Event Details

READIES ‘NOT LONG FOR THIS WORLD’ FOR HALLOWEEN RELEASE

SIGNED SONG-INSPIRED ARTWORK AVAILABLE WITH DOUBLE VINYL PRESSING

There’s really no better time for former Bauhaus and Love & Rockets bassist/vocalist DAVID J to release his latest album NOT LONG FOR THIS WORLD (Starry Records) for Halloween. It’s the season where darkness becomes beautiful, and beautiful darkness is just one of this legend’s many trademarks.

DAVID has set November 1 as the release date for his eighth offering as a solo artist, and it’s perfectly apropos.

NOT LONG FOR THIS WORLD is a collection of 12 hypnotic hymns, touting gorgeously elegiac lyrics, smoky jazz piano, shades of gothic ambience, dark theatricality, and dramatic rock energy in the tradition of DAVID‘s most revered output. It’s otherworldly, elegant, and infectiously powerful.

In addition, DAVID has prepared a one-of-a-kind piece of artwork representing each song on the record. He’s signing each piece, and listeners can purchase them as part of a special, limited edition vinyl package of the album. This vinyl is a double LP with an ornate gatefold, and it also boasts one extra song, “Lorca’s Death,” only available on vinyl. For collectors, this is a must-have.

NOT LONG FOR THIS WORLD will be released via Starry Records as part of a partnership with Smashing Pumpkins mastermind William Patrick Corgan and Kerry Brown alongside St. Rose Records. His impact has been felt intensely by both Billy and Kerry, and his influence remains prevalent in their work.

In other David J news, he will perform his show Silver for Gold (The Odyssey of Edie Sedgwick) Wednesday, November 30 to Sunday, December 4, in downtown Los Angeles at Redcat, CalArts’ Downtown Center for Innovative Visual, Performing, and Media Arts. Part delirious one-woman show, part avant-garde rock concert replete with eerie video imagery, this production written and directed by David J finds new mythic dimensions in the rise and eventual drugs and alcohol-fueled crash of Andy Warholmuse Edie Sedgwick. 

DAVID’s multi-dimensional career began with seminal goth legends Bauhaus. DAVID has since released seven albums with Love & Rockets, seven solo albums, and several solo EPs, as well as collaborations and session appearances with the likes of Jane’s Addiction, Genesis P. Orridge, Jarboe, author Alan Moore, and actress Fairuza Balk. NOT LONG FOR THIS WORLD–a rich gothic cabaret- inspired album–is evidence of a deep maturation, sure to attract old fans and new.

Because You’re Gone

Gloomy Sunday

Dead and Lovely

St. James Infirmary

Hank Williams to the Angel of Death

Spalding Gray Can’t Swim

Eulogy for Jeff Buckley

Dagger in the Well

The Last Cigarette

Dress Sexy at my Funeral

Farewell My Friend

Not Long For This World *

Lorca’s Death (bonus track)

Military Fashion Show

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August 30, 2011

Today’s Topics

Military Fashion Show
Dynamic Archetypical Duos
Tip Culture in the 22nd Century
‘B’-Corporations and Social Change

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Dualistic Dynamic Duo

Sometimes i feel like the logical Mr. Spock
sometimes i’m like Captain James T. Kirk
a calibrated clock, does more than go tick tock
Relativistic synergy is part of the cirque.

Sometimes i feel like Gilligan the first mate
sometimes i’m like the Skipper in charge of you
governing operational dynamics, aren’t ever late
Aetherspheric navigation with a smart & small crew.

Sometimes i feel like the mysterious Mr. Roark
sometimes i’m like the vanishing little lost Tattoo
to get what you want now, give it some more torque
Quantumetric differences bond both me and you.

                                         

Seasonal Aetherspheric Cycles

Another summer gone without notice
another fall with a thing unanticipated
another spring with a floating Lotus
another winter of dreams dissipated.

An inner season is upon us at all times
with each other the long saga will continue
we’re all guilty of crying emotional crimes
spacial distortions for all of us to misconstrue.

We’re floating in the middle of a long quantum string
a super massive black hole awaits arrivals to stay
from here to there our Aetherspheres will be blending
hell is wanting more, and heaven happens every day.

Crooked Clarity Compass

Social fabrication is denial
commitment to what is reality
vision creates a cognitive fusion
knowledge comes from dualistic da da
the crooked compass shows us the right way
open to what is next and not their next
blur is an example of time travel
three components make relativity
declaration of what is and isn’t
clarity eliminates neg bias.

Geleogenic Kakistocracy

Society infuses your new plight

root cause community peace activism

eliminates the kakistocracy

remove public corporate advertising

reduce and end commercial exposure

trade food seeds with your favorite people

cosmic decoherance evolves the mind

popularize the congressional vote

politicians are public relations

geleogenic society rules.

Spare Change for Peace

Potatoes and tuna fish for dinner

almost free ramen noodles with an egg

worried about what to eat at month’s end

every moment warped with an empty angst

there should be free food everywhere we are

change for peace and the beggars and hungary

random acts of freedom are what’s needed

the starving have jobs and children as well

pay for peace because war is the easy

put freedom on the menu as anything.

That’s That Again

 i do not smell that good smell that you smell

that’s not exactly what you think happened

that is only what you think of sometimes

suspension of that which you over think

that is only what you want me to think

that is what only you want me to think

that’s what you want to think of only me

that’s not what i said or even close to meant

the stove was not left on by me again.

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Squared Paradoxial Universe

Every perspective has an alternate

the twin paradox invalidates speed

contraction occurs with the length and time

space-time is relative to those in sway

you times the speed of light squared is power

the general equivalence principle rules

disregard the distant observer now

gravity accelerates and time pulls soft

light curves sharp as point particles and waves

the Universe is not as infinite.

Ultra Timeless Reality

 Thirty-three thousand miles per hour

Earth spins on its axis upon light beams

art, physics and outernet connections

time taking up influence and dark space

premature too wrong judgementalism

aetherspheric flow is continuous

reality has thirteen dimensions

predictions are rare and accurate

variation and randomness prevail

art reflects life and philosophy too.

Governing Operational Dynamics

Observer and observed are connected

synchonystically complementary

time, light and gravity are what we are

begin with Euclidian postulates

dualistic perception of small scales

infinite causation is in effect

chiaroscuroistic interrelates

perceive mathematical reflections

ten multi-dimential perspectives

five higher senses are activated.

Aetherspheric Dream Mates

 

 Conflict resolution in R.E.M.

torturous melodramatics involve

our dreams are blending aethersperheically

convection from all three conscious levels

brands about them are somewhat revealing

sleeping through the good parts of everything

bait with hot and switch emotions with cold

give all you have and take nothing but love

offer a wet tongue and withdraw a smile

lovely sleeping mates are always about.

Placebo Enabler Envelopes

 Please be my placebo enabler

your certainty’s relatively priceless

the bad blocker is still here as well

transubstatiation modifies our mind

take the red and blue pill before bed sex

the prostitute and the whore are different

sitting in the sun and cold none the less

most powerful force in the universe

reanimate the self within your we

aethersperheric paradox envelopes.

Standard Absudum Vortex

Thinking out loud in silence with you now
if left alone down the vortex i go
open minded and skeptical we are
do everything alone on the steep edge
looking is a form of quantum changing
aetherspheric synergy increases
when you measure something real it changes
washable experience left to dry
silver cords wrap completely imperfect
standard absudum deviation is Zen.

When Who Looks and Listens Why


Who is in charge and we don’t really know
what do they want and why do they sigh
who is watching us underneath the moonglow
what do they do to get off on their high.

Looking and listening to every click
listening to the looks of white headphones
looking and baiting with the next chick
listening to the looks of silent stones.

When will it stop, slow or ever begin to end
why do they look so intently and stare
when will they stop coming round the bend
why do they show up most everywhere?

i Now Know No

i don’t know who you really are
i don’t know why you’re really here
i understand the near and far
i understand the confusion and fear.

Now is the moment to be in power
now is the way to rightfully be
now is the key to the knowledge tower
now is the power to finally see.

Know is what i very want to sing
know is what i’ve always swerved
no is the answer to everything
no is the answer that’s deserved.

Socially Faded Oasis

He’s always watching from the hill
he’s always out there on a dare
making sure i always softly fell
making sure i never much care
paving my private path to hell.

The walking dead can’t be tortured enough
taken in by a handshake and a grin
complements and accolades are never enough
nothing will ever be the same again
there will never be the end of ever enough.

The hypocritical oasis paves the path very fast
the time has come once again to wear the hood
hot is not what’s on the plate or will ever last
the clock of my time-line is cracked for good
nothing can be done to alter the faded past.

Nothing is as it seems and all lost in pseudo rhyme
nothing is as it was or as there will never be affection
one bad deed deserves one of equal and opposite polarity
life is stranger than any conceived vivid-self deception
digging my own grave one self deception at a time.

Build a plank made of pop cycle sticks and bubble gum
an invited wrath and welcomed long long away after-math
being repeatedly stabbed in the back but not nearly deep enough
the aethersphere is always waiting and full of friendly staff
although myself shines on the outside it’s full of dark stuff.

There is no loathing when it’s backed by a deserved hate
doing the left thing of a least resistant slippery path
fear is the driver to avoid the bitter truth blue platter plate
retrograde ex uses and selectively highlighted past
the chance for redemption was lost long ago to fate.

There is only the waiting to see what happens next
seeing and understanding happens in a welcomed find
progress of an empty fate has always been my vexed
dry by day and night to call me a fool would be kind
the reflection in the mirror is a monster self-hexed.

If i just hold on tight while i become the food
life hasn’t been mine in such a stretch to see
bad guys always hide behind a shield of good
my worst enemy and arch nemesis is b.A.d me
life isn’t real and he as me is now understood.

Please Factor In & Out The Coincidence

Please kill me now or tell me what you want

please tell me how or fill my grave with taunt.

Factor in the elements of my long lost unbeing

factor in the gone and considered with everything.

In the out door and then to the empty front table

&

out the in door and then end the tall phony fable.

The nightmare of my unconsciousness is unbound

the cross i bare is chained to a soul that’s unfound.

Coincidence is as coincidence usually sometimes does

coincidence is not as random as this one once because.