Doompunk Dispatch

Tag: Naked Lunch

  • Word Begets Image

    [Originally published on I Have That On Vinyl] “Word Begets Image, and Image Is Virus.” I first heard those words on a CD called The Elvis of Letters, which I snatched for ten bucks from the old Amoeba Music on Sunset. I had made a habit of buying cheap discs in the hopes of jolting myself…

  • My Introduction to David Cronenberg

    Last Halloween, I began a column called The Plasma Pool on my dear friend Chandler Bullock a.k.a. Shockaholic‘s website Beauty Of Horror. My first piece is about CONTROL within the filmography of David Cronenberg. While I have you here, I’ll go ahead and give you this taste for free. My journey with Papa C. started…