Squirrel Bait practice photo from the Walfords' basement, 1984, in the brief period when Peter had just joined and we were a four-piece with Britt Walford on drums. When I saw Lance Bangs' Slint documentary "Breadcrumb Trail," so much came flooding back about hanging out during practices in the Walford basement, whether with Squirrel Bait or watching Maurice and, later, Slint. Note the laundry basket to the right of me. Clark and I were juniors in high school, Peter a sophomore, and Britt . . . in the 8th grade? (RIP Ron Walford, Britt's one-of-a-kind and deeply supportive dad, who would return to playing piano in his jogging shorts upstairs whenever we took a break.) Photo: Boyd Hancock.
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Pegg LIVE featuring David Grubbs
Francis Kite Club, Thursday, May 21st at 6:30 PM. FREE.
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Another evening with @isnot.music at @franciskiteclub . This month, David Grubbs @blackfaurest joins us with a reading from a new work-in-progress, plus a set on solo electric guitar.
Xander Duell (aka Pegg) plays new songs you haven't heard yet, plus some covers we love.
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Greatly enjoying Andrew Durbinās āThe Wonderful World That Almost Was: A Life of Peter Hujar and Paul Thekā at the same time that I find myself writing about Susan Howeās āTitian Air Vent,ā which celebrates Thekās work. Susan and I were delighted to include Thekās āChildās Arc de Triompheā (1985) on the cover of āWOODSLIPPERCOUNTERCLATTER.ā This late work of Thekās is a favorite of mine ā it always stops me dead.
Gibby Haynes, Kramer, and the filmmakers of āButthole Surfers: The Hole Truth and Nothing Buttā take the stage after a screening at Nitehawk Cinema in Brooklyn. Definitely the hardest Iāve laughed in some time, a whole spectrum of kinds of laughter. Numerous mysteries were revealed, and some new ones were created. Iām going to be thinking about this one for a while, just like Iāve been thinking about the Butthole Surfers since first seeing them in the fall of 1985, in the period where Kramer was playing bass. That particular show they arrived at the 9:30 Club in DC about an hour after the opening band finished. I remember them racing through the crowd with gear above their heads, and the elapsed time from busting through the front door to raging full-force onstage couldnāt have been more than ten minutes. Regret is one of the filmās themes, and I have the small regret of Squirrel Bait not saying yes to opening shows for them in the spring of 1986. (What were we thinking? College.) The last time I sighted Red Hook resident Gibby was at a kidās birthday party in Prospect Park in 2005. I myself was at a kidās birthday party (my kidās birthday party), and almost every adult who arrived at the party immediately asked, āDid you see Gibby from the Butthole Surfers at the next birthday party?ā
Itās release day for the repressings of both Squirrel Bait records! Couldnāt be more grateful to the folks at Drag City for shepherding these back into print. We really were children then. (Photo by Gail Butensky of Squirrel Bait at the Cat Club, NYC, summer 1986.) @gailwithacamera@colclark67@therealpetersearcy@commissar69@dragcityrecords @
The internet tells me that Palaceās āArise Thereforeā was released 30 years ago today. Of all the records Iāve played on, this is one of my very favorites. The session was complete magic. We rolled into Pachyderm Studio in rural Minnesota after dark one evening, and when we woke up the next morning everything was covered in fresh snow. Will, Ned Oldham, Steve Albini, and I had an unbeatably fun next several days. Most tracks are first takes live in the studio, with me having frantically written piano parts early that morning. Will seemed surprised if asked to do a second take, and heād take the opportunity to handle the vocal differently. I still think that Will is one of the great improvisers Iāve seen in action. We finished recording and mixing in a day and a half. The setting for this recording has more than a few similarities with the fictional studio (Skylight Recording) in my book āThe Voice in the Headphones,ā down to the final scene of the snowball fight in the heated swimming pool. @wignifier
Congrats to the ever-brilliant Craig Dworkin for his āThe Sound of Thinking: A Listenerās Companion to Conceptual Music,ā out this month from the University of Chicago Press. I was happy to provide a bit of back-cover testimony: āDeclaring that āeven the most esoteric music need not be off-limits to nonspecialists,ā the practitioner and scholar of conceptual writing Craig Dworkin sets off on an abecedarianās course through largely uncharted musical practice. The Sound of Thinking is a joy not only due to its vast research and wild associative leaps, but because Dworkin is a brilliant prose stylist whose comic panache pairs well with the deadpan stare of much of the work gathered here.ā
https://press.uchicago.edu/ucp/books/book/chicago/S/bo263811657.html @uchicagopress
David Grubbs playing live āQueenās Side Eyeā from his latest album Whistle From Above (Drag City, 2025) at the Polish Institute in Rome on January 17, 2026.
Excerpt from full set at the Polish Institute of Culture in Rome on January 17, 2026. An amazing night curated by Flaming Creatures, a Rome-based non-profit cultural association devoted to experimental art and music, curated by Giuseppe Armogida.
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The show offered a dreamlike way to experience Grubbsā latest compositions, drawn from his most recent album, Whistle from Above, released by Drag City in 2025. Alongside the intricate paths traced by pieces such as the title track, āSnake on Its Tail,ā and āPoem Arrives Distorted,ā there were also surprises, including a magnetic reinterpretation of the GASTR DEL SOL classic āThe Seasons Reverse,ā as well as several unreleased tracks like "Surefire", and old classic as "Creep Mission".
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Very sad to hear of the passing of the great poet and unique intellect that was J.H. Prynne. He was kind to come to Susan Howe's and my performance at Cambridge in 2009, suddenly materializing afterward full of questions and insights about what he had just seen. The conversation continued at a nearby pub with Prynne and his coterie of students, who hours later seemed genuinely shocked that I'd opt for sleep instead of further conversation after closing.