Aug 25 2015

Ipso Factory 20 08 15

rhinoYou know evil is an exact science. Being carefully, correctly, wrong.

This week’s show turned into a 3-hour tour of the stations of the Crass. It was more draining than I remembered. The last time I did 3 hours of radio would have been around 1993 on WHPK 88.5 FM out of the University of Chicago. I’d been a DJ at CJSR for about six years already, and so when I arrived at Chicago, I applied for a time slot and was rejected at first. I had to submit a 40 song playlist so that they could scrutinize my cool, and they found my cool lacking and turned me down. Part of the problem in that year may have been that I thought Superchunk sucked; I also thought that Pavement sucked. History, I think, has borne me out. I was also made the object of ridicule over Canadian content restrictions. “30 percent Canadian, really? Whaddaya do, play BTO and Bryan Adams over and over?” I always answered these jibes with a middle finger and the words “No Means No,” that tended to shut them up. Also, at a social event I earned a hail of laughter and derisive spittle from the WHPK manager, Tom Frank, now better known to the world as Thomas Frank. He sprayed beer rain into my face when I suggested that Randy Newman had subversive value and that Tom Waits was a genius. Again, history has borne me out.

Eventually I was offered a time spot, three hours, from 3 AM to 6 AM on Saturday mornings. I took it, learned to craft a 3-hour broadcast that slowly developed its themes like flavours in a stew. After the first year, I was migrated to better and shorter time slots and remained an odd Canadian fixture at WHPK until 1996 when I migrated back to Edmonton and CJSR.

So, this is my first three-hour show since those times and many of my selections harken back to the campus radio scene in Chicago in the early 90’s. Please listen and enjoy.


James T Kirks
(Canadian content)

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Aug 23 2015

Ipso Factory 13 08 15

rhinoFind yourself another country to be part of.

So it’s been a long time since I posted a show, and since then I’ve changed time slots and now only have an hour to play with. Thee Ipso Factory is now on Thursday evenings from 9 to 10 on the mighty FM 88.

Below is my latest video effort. I tried several times to pair songs with images from Sorcerer, but they never really worked. Here is a song by Bluebeard, a band out of Calgary, from about twenty years ago. I think it serves nicely. If you haven’t seen Sorcerer (1977) by William Friedkin (same director as The Exorcist), do so immediately. If you have seen Sorcerer, see also its source material The Wages of Fear (1953) by Henri-Georges Clouzot.


Bluebeard ~ Theory of Natural Selection

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Aug 10 2015

It is the people you meat, at the Cannibal Cafe

Junior Gone Wild serve up an SNFU chili bowl at the Cannibal Cafe. Fortunately, shutterbug Marc Chalifoux was on hand to record the event.

Innocent diners eat a strange form of meat that transforms them, while music lures them to an isolated barn where they face an unknown fate. Edmonton legends Jr.Gone Wild put their own spin on S.N.F.U.’s quirky 1985 classic Cannibal Café.

Enjoy the video, and then, please, cast a vote for it at Storyhive.

Junior Gone Wild ~ Cannibal Cafe

Spoiler alter: Contrary to local legend, she is, in fact, on the menu.

SNFU ~ She’s Not On The Menu


Jan 14 2014

Jerry Jerry ~ Smart (I’m Smart)

My ongoing efforts to broaden the Youtubular footprint of Mr. Jerry Jerry have yielded further strange fruit in the form of this video for Smart (I’m Smart) from the stripped-down solo effort The Sound and the Jerry (1997). I had thought to go with the Marx Brothers, or maybe mad scientists (saving the immortal Herbert West for when I tackle Wierd), but for reasons that surpass my own understanding, I settled on a mishmash of Daniel Day-Lewis characters. If Jerry ever releases an extended dance remix, I’ll cut the video again with some ripe footage from Nine spliced in.

Jerry Jerry ~ Smart (I’m Smart)

Intelligence is force, insight is violence, wit is aggressive display.


Dec 21 2012

Mr Wrong: The End of the World


Dec 18 2012

Big Stick – A Threat


Nov 15 2012

How Will I Ever Be Simple Again (WWIII Edition)

How Will I Ever Be Simple Again – Richard Thompson from 12Razum on Vimeo.

If memory serves, it was Greil Marcus who pointed out the Armageddon specter that haunts the works of Richard Thompson. Heartbreak in a Thompson song doesn’t merely feel like the end of the world, it writes small the general doom, like a pinhole camera. One such cruel gem is How Will I Ever Be Simple Again from the strangely hard to find Daring Adventures (1986). It is a song of war and aftermath where wounds are forever and pain always fresh as the day. Consolation flirts and departs (like she did). Here I’ve paired it with cuttings from Insignificance (1985) by Nicolas Roeg, a wise bit of lunacy, a collision of icons and a fable of the Red Scare, the impossible blonde bombshell and looming atomic annihilation.


Jun 22 2012

Pussy Riot are Bad Asses

Three members of Moscow’s Pussy Riot continue to languish in pre-trial incarceration, but the international movement to see them freed continues to swell, and their enemies remain vulnerable to and deserving of mockery:


Mar 5 2012

I, Showbiz – Jerry Jerry

Some talk of Buñuel here at the Paltry Sapien prompted me to put this clip together. Luis Buñuel made this strange film L’Âge d’Or in 1930. When I first saw it, I had a eureka moment as I thought I had discovered the cradle in which Monty Python had been birthed. The inception point comes earlier in the movie, when the protagonist becomes enraged at the site of a blind beggar, runs over and kicks the man in the belly for no apparent reason. Tennis anyone? Watch how he sneaks into the party the second time, bristling with craven pomposity, and tell me that John Cleese would have played it any different.

The song I,Showbiz comes from The Sound And The Jerry (1997), a late album that may lack the power of the Sons of Rhythm band but contains some of Jerry Jerry’s best and funniest writings. If a forlorn girl sucking the toe of a cold, remote statue isn’t a perfect icon for Rock-and-Roll stardom, well then I guess I don’t understand imagery. I wonder if anyone ever tried to clamp their lips on the end of Jerry’s cowboy boot.

Apologies to all loud-mouth liberal clueless kumquats.

See also The Drift


Jan 1 2012

Viet Cong by Deja Voodoo

Shun all Ning Heads

Four-string, no-cymbals sludge-a-billy duo of Montreal Deja Voodoo put Viet Cong on their third album, Swamp of Love in 1986. They also ran Og Records which played an essential role in allowing Canadian indie music to flourish. A lifetime of kudos is owed them (and perhaps a couple of seats in our appointed senate).

In 1989, Peter Jackson, now of Lord of the Rings fame, released Meet the Feebles, his audaciously tasteless and utterly brilliant assault on the Muppet Show (and The Deer Hunter).

It occurred to me that these two works really did belong together and any liberties I may have taken are more than justified by the fact that there is a band wandering around New Zealand calling themselves Deja Voodoo.

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