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“Evil has become a product of manufacture, it is built into our whole industrial and political system, it is being manufactured every day, it is rolling off the assembly line, it is being sold in the stores, it pollutes the air… Perhaps the way to cope with the adversary is to confront him [...]
That’s right, we’ve rested up, done some planning for the future, and opened submissions once again. But before you go rushing over to the submissions page, first read a bit about what the future holds for our little magazine. For starters, you may have noticed that we’ve expanded the scope of daily content on [...]
The shaking team gets it’s act together and gets some professional help.
In a highly unlikely feat, Fever Ray’s Karin Dreijer Anderson manages to be creepier than Nick Cave in this cover of “Stranger Than Kindness.” That deep, growly, coldly mechanical voice? Yeah, that would be Karin singing, thanks to the vocal manipulation software she favors. Accessible and transparent it’s not—after all, this is the woman who rarely reveals her face, performing in elaborate masks and make-up—but the knotty, twisty darkness of the music possesses a singular charm for those who choose to listen. And don’t bother trying to figure out what the hell is going on in this video, or any of her videos, for that matter; just watch them and hope you don’t have nightmares afterwards.
I am retired grunge girl who now dabbles in housewifery. The angst coveting girl in flannel and cut-off grey sweats who listened to Nirvana, The Cure and Violent Femmes was left in the mid-nineties. Since then I had been looking for something. Music that excited me the way Smells like Teen Spirit had when I first heard it. The way The Pixies Bone Machine made me crave Japanese fast food. And though my torment had morphed from wild and dramatic teen agony to a quieter rebellion, I still needed a voice for it. I needed angst with
This past Saturday night, fifty-plus hearty spirits crowded the Mediator Fellowship Hall in Providence, RI, braving the churlish end-of-February weather for a night of shiny music, shimmering poetry and shaking prose. It was shaking’s maiden voyage public-wise, a shakingdown cruise so to speak. Everyone survived. Yea, I dare say even flourished__ to the delight of the writers and presenters (Jericho Brown, Marita Andrade, Jo-Ann Reid, R.A. Stovetop Lawson, Liz Carter, Scott Duhamel and shaking editor Mr. Don), and a trio of fine singer/ songwriters (Mark Cutler, Chris Monti and Anthony Loffredio).The next one’s already on the drawing table; check these pages for announcements of more shaking evenings to come.
Alcoholism is a Drummer
who will do anything
to stop the pattern in his head
from getting too loud.
He fears nothing more
than the maddening roll-step
of heel to toe,
Hey there ~shaking~ friends. It’s been a while, I know. See, we’ve been real busy at the global headquarters creating a new look, changing our publishing format, and in case you’ve missed it, putting up new material on a daily, yes daily, basis. At ~shaking~ we discovered that making our readers wait for [...]
Watch it copyright bandits. Our lawyers are on the loose.
