The Art of Deception: Lazlo Pearlman & Fake Orgasm
by Travis Jeppesen on October 30, 2011
It’s like Deleuze and Guattari put it in the opening pages of Anti-Oedipus – it eats, it shits, it fucks, it’s everywhere – you can’t avoid it, and yet you’re taught to both embrace and avoid it. They were talking (…)
Abendland: A film by Nikolaus Geyrhalter
by Travis Jeppesen on October 27, 2011
The visibility is good today but there’s no one out there. Security camera is like a video game. He manipulates his own footage within the frame of the film, Security Man in a Van. In a vacant field. Europa, (…)
Lucrecia Martel’s La mujer sin cabeza
by Travis Jeppesen on October 18, 2011
A woman driving down a dirt road runs over something. At first, she thinks it is “only” a dog (this only is always negligible; one of the points of the film), but later, after the fact, she decides in (…)
Spiritual Voices: A film by Aleksandr Sokurov
by Travis Jeppesen on October 17, 2011
I. Olivier Messiaen. Figure in an empty landscape, snow, siberia, sokurov. The feeling of being out there, all exposed to the elements, and yet the music makes you feel as though you are alone in an (…)
blip drip
by Travis Jeppesen on October 16, 2011
The Lisbon-based musician/sound artist Motile has turned the poem “Blip Drip,” from my 2006 collection Poems I Wrote While Watching TV, into a song. flip the want to get us through lack of sensate warmth stare at artificial stars (…)
GG Allin Hails a Cab
by Travis Jeppesen on October 14, 2011
First he got high enough to taste the ceiling. Poster announces live murder onstage. The city is a wild animal – voice of the police broadcast on shortwave frequency. Paranoia wears leopard-print pants. My friends address me as asshole. They (…)
The Names
by Travis Jeppesen on October 9, 2011
The Names is a section from The Suiciders, a novel. Read it here.
