No Volcano – ‘The Long Game’ (Music Video Premiere)
De'Lunula Media, in partnership with Vanishing House Productions, are thrilled to present our latest visual offering: No Volcano's "The Long Game." A music video loosely based on "The Steadfast Tin Soldier" by Hans Christian Andersen, this ominous rabbit-hole trip combines shadow puppetry with taxidermic beetles and kaleidoscopic disasters.
Holy Shit Super Mario Bros. Came Out 30 Years Ago Who Gives A Shit Idiots That’s Who
It is September 13th, 2015 and Super Mario Bros. came out on September 13th, 1985. That is exactly 30 years! I AM ON TIME FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE WITH THIS POINTLESS SHIT!
Cthulhu Is My Fetish
Some people are into knee-high socks and handcuffs and all that junk. But we're into getting our souls sucked dry by the most evil monstrosity in history.
WikiHole – C’mon Everyone! Let’s Get Castrated!
So, in order to eliminate those pesky human libidos and show penance, they would whack off the attached bits of fruit. This meant pretty much anything that hangs -- for men, that's ballsacks and for women, that's boobies.
Abandoniers! — Who Wants to Buy Santa Claus, AZ? Nobody.
By the time I arrived at Santa Claus, little remained to indicate that it was once a destination, or for that matter, anything at all.
Five Reasons Why Arizona Should Drain Tempe Town Lake
Seriously, the water is disgusting. No one can even swim in it. You can rent an expensive fucking boat to go around in a circle or you just watch it from the "Tempe Beach Park" which is like some sand and some fucking benches. It's hardly a beach.
Beware the foul, sinful knowledge of the… VEGANOMICON
Horrible screams of elder knowledge screeched forth and try as I might, I could not close it. Deafening, terrifying names belched for from the book in unknowable tongues; I can remember but a few for I fainted away within a minute.
Statement of the Kennel Killer
It was kind of weird putting bodies in garbage bags. it’s not as easy as you would think, even though most of these animals were less than half my size. And corpses are floppy, which, when you’re trying to gracefully slide a creature that was just euthanized into a 40-gallon trash bag from Home Depot,...
On Blast: The Tucson ’60s Sound 1959-1968
Tucson is a weird place, a sanctuary for equally weird desert rats who presumably want the comforts of a city but prefer a certain level of isolation. And wouldn’t ya know it, a lot of the people who fall within that category happen to be musicians!
How I learned to stop worrying and love psychedelic drugs
Life, as much as drug abuse, benefits greatly from the virtue of delayed gratification, so as to most magnify the contrast between the altered state and reality itself. Otherwise, it becomes your subjective reality and loses its majesty.
Ethanol Dossier — The McCarthy Cowboy
You will need one ounce of diced prickly pear fruit, pulled with your hand from a cactus in a country not lush yet rampant with unseen life. (Just kidding, go to Food City.)
Seven Digital Poems
Upon a layer of clouded rain-blue, smattered on top a charcoal coat, the gaunt and thin and shadowy shape of a man arose like smoke...
