Tuesday, September 25, 2007


Thanks to my pal Circle Brophy for reminding me of the total genius of German-born Quirkster Klaus Nomi.

Circ sent me a mind-blowing mp3 of "Total Eclipse" which... hahahaha... let's just say I'd totally forgotten about that mental falsetto of his (Nomi's, not Circ's):

German-born Nomi ticks all the right Quirk boxes:

1) Former Bowie protege with an interest in overly-theatrical cabaret and mime.

2) Does that wonky but brill robot-dance so beloved of Quirk.

3) Severe make-up (ab)use.

4) Shows a preference for angular costumes/graphix/set designs.

5) Ridiculous hair-do.

6) Erm...

Nomi was a regular on the NY East Village scene who got hired to back Bowie as a singer for a Saturday Night Live appearance in '79...Bowie ended up wearing one of Nomi's ridiculous over-sized costumes during a performance of "The Man Who Sold The World" that attempts to Quirk Out at points, but is utimately let dn by Bowie's band of failed Session Rockers...Nomi also worked w/ Man Parrish (cool!)

Anyway, let's kick back and have a mini Nomi fest to celebrate the man's genius (enjoy!):


Well, the reviews for Nemonymous #7: Zencore are starting to come in now and very interesting reading they make too...

I was particularly thrilled to see someone describe the Nemonymous series as maybe being "the New Worlds of its time." Okay, maybe it doesn't have that edgy/scratchy Late Sixties New Wave Sci-Fi stuff on board, but I can see where the reviewer is coming from: there's some stuff in N7 that reminds me a little of some of M. John Harrison's non-fantasy fiction ("Running Down" maybe...), and there's a sort of Ballardian hollowed-out feel that echoes around inside a couple of the pieces, even though the subject matter is not what you'd really describe as typical Ballard tropes...okay, maybe I'm willfully forcing the New Worlds metaphor a bit too much, but, hey...

Certainly, there is an certain Englishness about much of the material...(editor) Des Lewis has done an excellent job in giving the antho a certain cohesiveness without making it cloyingly 'samey' or resorting to named themes for each volume. I also like that another reviewer talked about (I'm paraphrasing here) the "English Small Press Fiction of The Fantastic." I love phrases like that! Okay, let's try another one: The New Wave of Brit Weird !! (even tho some of the contributors weren't British LOL!)...maybe The New Wave of Brit Wyrd might fit better...

I think I described the antho as "lop-sided, suburban Magic Realism, off-colour slipstream and sour, low-key horror." Certainly, there's def. a whiff of Magic Realism to be detected here, but filtered thru an off-colour/off-key Daily Mail cum Middle England sensibility (and I meant that in a good way!)...many of the stories seem to celebrate the inner-magic of the Banal in some way, or else twist The Ordinary into strange extraordinary shapes. It's all refeshingly schlock-free.

One unexpected side effect of the anonymity of the stories' authorship has been (for me) to turn the book into the literary equivalent of an i-Pod (and trust me, this comp. is as un-i-Pod as you can get)...I've found myself dipping in at random, in a sort of shuffle-mode, rather than reading sequentially...even returning to re-read certain stories, something I've not done since...ever.

Anyway, jump the New Wyrd band-wagon - it's still not too late to score a copy! Available here.