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Debaser and Weird Canada are conjuring up the usual tricks next Thursday, January 22 at Come Up To My Room at the Gladstone Hotel (1214 Queen St W).

MATROX, Wolfcow, Castle If and DJ Garbage Body (aka Julie Reich from Bile Sister) are performing! Magic will be made!

Alicia Nauta is a super rad Toronto lady. She has sweet records and is a joy to hang with. I am proud to call Alicia a Garbage Buddy. Here are her picks for this edition of DJ Garbage Body's Buddies. Enjoy, lovelies! xo DJ GB

Casina777 - I Don't Want My Pizza Burning

This person makes animated videos that are especially funny and strange. I follow her youtube channel, Casina777. She and her sister used to sing the Rolling Stones' "Beast of Burden" with the lyrics “I don’t want my pizza burning” and decided to make a video homage. This is very relatable for me and for most people, I’m sure. When you’re a kid (and an adult) it's easy to hear song lyrics incorrectly and not find out until much, much later (maybe in an embarrassing way).

НОМ - Нина

This Soviet band (whose name translates to Scientific Research Institute of Cosmetics) started in 1984 in a cellar in the Moscow underground. During the ’80s their group was operating illegally, since all musical groups in the Soviet Union were supposed to be registered with the government. Amazing and weird video!

Superstar & Star - CD's I Ain't Missing You

My friend Jesjit Gill showed me Superstar & Star years ago. This guy is from some suburb in Omaha, Nebraska and makes the coolest music videos. In most of his videos he uses a security camera so the screen is split in four sections with him dancing or riding a lawnmower in different parts of his house, yard and driveway. This is one of my favourite songs of his but it’s very difficult to pick, as he is extremely prolific. His costumes are also incredible. Here is Superstar appearing on public access television (I think?). Check that single sequined sleeve.

Isla Craig - Dreamland

I love Isla’s cover of this 1976 Bunny Wailer song. The footage is of her at around the tender age of 13 or 14, I am guessing? Exploding Motor Car have made so many music videos that it’s hard to pick a favourite, but I love this video and song!

Mustapha Skandrani - Paris 1988

Mustapha Skandrani was an incredible Algerian pianist. This video starts with a cheesy animation with a book blowing open and some candle. It’s pretty dumb, but one of the best things about youtube is that anyone can make any kind of video for any kind of song. The video then goes to a live performance where he looks like an uptight grandfather playing in church, but it’s a beautiful, intuitive, weaving piece of music that flows like a little stream over pebbles.

Dog Leather - Bad Poets Society

I went to Baltimore once and I got to be in this video! I give a very brief thumbs up in it. This is basically what I want all music videos to be. I’m pretty sure they edited it with a VCR and video camera. Check out the alien mask, dance moves, drumming with no drums, and that paper mache weird man sculpture.

Ciccone Youth - Addicted To Love

Most likely to be sung in the shower or get stuck in my head for many days in a row. According to the comment section, Kim Gordon made it in a Make Your Own Music Video maker in a Macy’s. This is almost a karaoke version of a kinda shit song but Kim Gordon’s voice is really so good and makes it 1000% better! Ultimate getting ready to go out for the night song.

The Space Lady - Major Tom (Coming Home)

I love The Space Lady. She started playing in the ’70s during the Vietnam War. Her husband was a draft dodger and they made their money selling art on the street, but once she started busking she was able to support her family (they also had a baby, so her husband would stay home with their daughter). She began with an accordion and switched over to a little Casio, added a phase shifter and echo on her voice, plus that silver helmet with a blinking red light. She still performs in Santa Fe! Here she is, Christmas Eve 2012, wearing a sequined Christmas vest. I can only hope to be this cool when I’m older.

Alicia's Klassic Kool Shoppe pt. 2

This isn't quite a music video but more of a weird commercial for Alicia's Klassic Kool Shoppe. My friend and very talented video artist Joële Walinga and I made this together and just finished it a day ago! It's made up of footage from Toronto Island, my backyard and the alleyway behind my house.

My name is Valentine. I've been on the internets since 1994. Some of you may know me as Kursty. Others as Kursty666. And a few of you as Allmale. My first webpage was a Duckman fan page. I made it in Word. FortuneCity hosted it. I like formalism. I know GarbageBaby personally but not intimately. And yes, I blog.

This is how I cruise.

Meredith Monk - Turtle Dreams

This is the vid that got me this gig. Meredith Monk, the bastard child of great jazz pianist Thelonius Monk, or so the rumors go, is what you may call a "New York artist." The kind New York doesn't make anymore. She does theatre, film, vocal performances. All kinda abstract sh(-wo!-)many-like, and all with great levity. Just click on Turtle Dreams and see for yourself. Oh, and I find the female TV station announcer's voice at the start really sexy. And that countdown!!

Conrad Schnitzler - Collection A #5 Take Off

Con's the Sun Ra of electro. He started a bunch of kraut groups in the early '70s before going all DIY solo because all of his bandmates thought he was too crazy. He'd walk around Berlin performing as a high-contrast robot with a black speaker horn sticking out of his head. Later in life he released all his stuff on CD-R himself directly through his site. Every CD would come with a piece of Con's hair. You'd be expected to bury the hair wherever you lived and spread the Con seed all over the world.

Sun Ra Arkestra - Face the Music / Space is the Place

Speaking of Sun Ra, here he is telling you to face the music. Live on NBC (that's before Friends came on). The Pixies opened.

Paperrad - My Webpage

Did I mention I've been on the web since '94? Still got my F25 key. It's right next to my dancing Bart gif. Paperrad invented neon, I'm convinced.

Malibu - Goin' Cruisin'

I recently got my license, and I'm really into cruisin' these days. The mastermind behind this is Bobby Orlando. Legend has it he gave up a full ride at Juilliard to start a glam rock band in the early '70s. In the '80s he became a Hi-NRG disco producer with 'acts' like The Flirts, Romeo, DJ Kimberly, and songs like "My Boyfriend is a Communist", "Falling in Love with Myself" and "Oriental Boy." I say 'acts' cause they were all basically puppets for his theatrics. A Phill Spector for the dance floor.

L-Vira - Talkin' Bout Rambo 

Tom Whalen has changed his name on a social media website so many times he's not allowed to change it again, ever. Although he's extremely prolific, his solo art, music, writing and comedy output is scattered across many differently titled projects. He's been known as GR8-2000, New Vaders, Space Bros, Cadillac Spring, Gary Gak and the Geeks, Culture Beast, Chex Maniac, Ape World, Rappin Dad and many more (like Pizza Puke, Millenniumstar Windermere, Dr. Dad's Sound Lab and Ha Ha Hut) that have been lost to time and cyberspace. He has a rare and specialized talent for surveying the internet and curating only the very best, weirdest, most obscure, bizarre and wonderful media as well as synthesizing it and contributing to it in extremely special ways. - Jessica Delisle

I met Tom at the Village, Ketamines, Jay Holy and Jay Arner show recently at the Cavern in Toronto. He played with Jay Arner and he is a pal of Jesse Locke's (extra presh dude who runs this blog). When Tom asked me that night if he could contribute to 'DJ Garbage Body's Buddies', I thought and said something along the lines of: "fuccccckkk yeah!" An extra cool lad w/ a very impressive surf! Trusted through the Locke chain. Really, he's DJ Garbage Body's buddy's buddy, and in the circle of friends 4lyfe! Now lovelies, huddle with your buddies. Represent. Ding. xo. - DJ Garbage Body 

Peor Impossible - El Mutante

In the late '70s after Franco died, Spain became a democracy and suddenly there was little to no censorship in the media, in art, or in music. Punk and electronic music hit it off in a big way, homosexuality became legal, and everything repressed came out all at once. It was called La Movida Madrileña. Check it out.

Alaska y Los Pegamoides - Bailando

More post-Franco Spanish music. This is so surreal and wonderful. The horn section is straight out of a dream. 

Cooking with Pat

Patrick Niesink had a show with his bored friends on Winnipeg public access in the mid-80s called 7 Items or Less. The segments are so perfectly disjointed and represent that special feeling of teenage ennui mixed with deliberate weirdness. Crypt Worlds: Your Darkest Desires, Come True

Lilith AKA Cicada Marionette has crafted the oddest pastiche of PS1 dungeon crawling, agriculture sim and piss-based mechanics. You need to want to have to play it. Braco at the United Nation's Tillman Chapel

This guy is amazing. He's a Croatian man who tours the globe gazing at people. He went to the United Nations to look at people. I read somewhere that if you encounter Braco you can say hello but refrain from engaging him in conversation. Can you enrage Braco? Can you catch a wild Braco and fight with it against Brock to receive a Boulder Badge? Cave Bears 12/18/09 Gonzo Comix/Paper City Studios

What other band could lay claim to staging an impromptu performance of Ferris Bueller's Day Off with members of the audience? Sometimes they would tell campfire stories. Sometimes they would make a list. Good music. Alioni - Samzoblos Tsa

You want obscure?! How about Georgian teens playing jazz fusion in the late '80s?! These kids are very cool and rock a lot. The Piano Choir - Jaboobie's March

What I'd like is a game where you run around a huge marble palace with this song on repeat. Moses - Revolution (We Just)

Here's my dream concert. 

Nacht und Nebel - Ready to Dance

DJ Garbage Body’s Buddies is a new series featuring guest posts from fellow ’Tube cruisers. First up is Toronto musician, producer and modest gearhead Nyles Miszczyk. He is among the breed always on the hunt for obscure sounds and visions, with a vast repertoire of diamonds discovered in the ruff. He plays with Jay Holy and spunks out more music at Radio Nyles. 

Butch Willis & The Rocks - The Garden's Outside/The Girl's On My Mind (Live on Forestville Rocks)

You are you. Watching this. But what is this? Is it Mr. Rock and Roll? Is it Butch Willis? His outfit? The way he is shaking? His voice? Could it be throat guitarist, Al Bryon? Is it the music? Who knows? Meanwhile, a distant smoke machine bellows a dense fog of emotion. A haze that will tear the band apart at the seams.

Maher Shalal Hash Baz - This Is Our Music

You have a crush on a potter named Tori Kudo. You play the horn in his band. You aren't very good at your instrument. But you play with heart. That's all that counts. After rehearsal one day, Tori takes you to his pottery studio. He wants to show you something. He takes out a photo of you. In the photo you are looking out a window. Your shoulders are bare and silhouetted by the sun. Then Tori shows you the vase he fired in his kiln that day. The shoulders of the vase share exactly the same line as your shoulders in the photo. You are in love with a potter named Tori Kudo. 

Winston Zimmerman - Tangentially Yours

You were in The Wind. But not anymore. At this moment you are in a karaoke bar. You are waiting for your turn to sing. The karaoke jockey thinks you'll be singing the Beatles' Nowhere Man. He is mistaken. The KJ calls for Lane to come to the stage. You stand up and approach the microphone. But tonight you are not Lane Steinberg. Tonight you are Winston Zimmerman. You are Bob Dylan AND the Beatles. And everyone else can suck it.

Chair - I'm Fat And Nobody Likes Me

You're fat. Nobody likes you. Things are as tough at home as they are at school. You crave attention. You are a sensitive individual. You have an emotional maturity that no one sees. No one except your one and only friend. He is your rock. Your confidant. Your lead guitarist. Together you pour your heart and soul into song. You name your band Chair after a chair you sat on and broke. You think it's funny. You think it's poetic. Eventually you grow up. You go off to college. Berklee. You have to leave your best friend behind. You start a progressive rock band. It's fun. But it's just not the same as it was. When you were young. With your best friend. When you were fat. And nobody liked you.

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