Sunday, September 14, 2014

Mao Mao Chong Gwynngala Reality Samizdat

Flowing into Gwynngala through the Gate of September, into a countrie fruited, mysterious and ancient, fluted in by bucking banks of fluttering Bouzoukis and butterflye-blue tickydew luminosity.  The land opens for you - for all people as One.  
Surging forward in silks, brocades, embroidered robes and cloaks, the tide of people flows on to claim Utopia's rightful realms.  Now, in late summer's Gwynngala golden days, a state of Utopia is declared upon the entire World.
Mao Mao Chong - the caterpillar horde of silken mystics floods the land.  Light is coming.  Trancendence is coming.  Hold on.  The cuckoo alights on the back of the Elephant.  The hordes are carrying lanterns, bringing the light of a hundred thousand fireflyes.  



Sotiria Bellou - Mi Mou Xanafegeis Pia



Yiannis Papaioaniou - Peiraiotiko Taximi (A Bouzouki solo in the Peiraeus Style)



Papaioanou - Hasapiko Politiko



Aivaliotiko Zeibekiko

Sunday, August 31, 2014

An Gath Vlewek Dasson 65

The Snakelocks Writhes and it sticks to your finger, 
Lurking in the same pool year after year, tide after tide.
And the drifter sits in his mineral kingdom, 
Making common cause with limpets and winkles,
Anemones and clingfish.
Practicing the Keltek tongue, ancient Brythonek wordflow.
But the excercise-girl can touch her toes - there goes my mind again.






There goes my mind again...

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

A Short Story of No Great Length

In Part 20 of  ‘The Journal of Elias Gillpington’,  things go from detestable to abominable as our protagonist stumbles into the Ynkleudhva district of a lichenous and rhyme-rotted New Lynsmouth.  This chapter contains information of a profoundly eldritch nature – you can join the fun at Page 4 of The Caterpillar No.65 – your August edition. 

On Page 3 you can find the jazzprose of Trumpet-man  and Special Jazz Correspondent, Mr Ben Jacket.

On Page 2 of this month’s Caterpillar you‘ll find a short story of no particularly great length, breadth or depth.  Extending in no dimensions, it is become a mere dot, a humble full-stop.



ΜΕ ΕΚΑΨΕΣ ΤΣΑΧΠΙΝΑ - ΜΑΡΚΟΣ ΒΑΜΒΑΚΑΡΗΣ, 1935.



The Fenians from Cahirciveen – The Johnstons


The Byrds – Live at the Piper Club, Italy ’68.



У Лісі (In The Forest) - Ukrainian Folk Song





This summer’s day you’ll find the photons streaming and the Laws of Physics ticking along quite satisfactorily.  Beez abuzz and petals spread in the breeze.  Skirts fluttering, flirts tittering, smiles giggling.  Dragonfly drones and sups nectar, drops eggs in lifestream – worldegg swelling worldfruit ripening and wind coming to moan and sough the bough and drop the fruit the seed the sprout the sun the sap the twig and leaf the beetle the glistening drop of dew is licked by the bronze-diadem tongue of the iridescent glimmering dragonfly, servant of the Snake. 

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Ghastly Otherness Dub

Well, here it is folks, splurging into your fat faces like a river of glorious, molten, shivering, jewel-encrusted vomit – hope you likes it…. 


STIFEK



Satie – Vexations (Excerpt 2)


The Caterpillar wishes Joy to the World.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Elias Gillpington 19, Gortheren Kath Vlewek

The Journal of Elias Gillpington shines a beam of luminosity on to the dark and obscure goings on in the port of New Lynsmouth in West Kirnowe.

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Erik Satie – Ogives


Erik Satie – Vexations (1893) Excerpt 1.


The Caterpillar will soon return in a Dub Version….

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Morgowles of New Lynsmouth

Morgowles, Smugairle-roin, Slefren-for, Medusa, jellied-fish reeling, floating in on the waves of the tides of the salt-splashing sea.  Flotilla-armadas of comb-jellies, By-The-Wind-Sailors and Rhizostoma pulmo – Root-Mouth Lung – the gelatinous barrel of epithelium.  They pulse their way towards us in pullulating wave upon wave – sea-jellies, transparent, rubbery hard-jellies, atavistic 600,000,000 year old jellies.  Jellies bent on havoc.  Into our peaceful harbour at New Lynsmouth they slopped, pulsated and glopped, an alien phylum, pre-dating the Human by unfathomable aeons and vast, dark gulphs of yawning primal time.  Predators now, they had come for what was theirs – the world ! ! !


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhizostoma_pulmo 

COMING SOON TO ‘THE CATERPILLAR’… PART 19 OF ‘THE JOURNAL OF ELIAS GILLPINGTON’,  OUR GOTHICK TALE OF TEWLWOLOW TWILIGHT MYSTERY, SET IN NEW LYNSMOUTH… 

Saturday, June 28, 2014

The Invertebrate Press presents Morgowles, Smugairle-roin and inexplicable perplexities in old New Lynsmouth.

Morgowles,  Smugairle-roin, Slefren for,  most eldritch and unrelishable creatures that they are – the Medusa or Jellyfish.
New Lynsmouth towne was little expecting a pulsing, slithering, pullulating, gelatinous flotilla of Cnidaria to come wobbling and a-quiverin’ up the slipway and into the shops and houses of the wharf-side district, but that’s what happened.  Stark slick glossy resilient epithelium envelopes of entropy and elegance – the jellies that swarmed in from the sea.  Atavistic remote sinister beautiful rippling umbrellas of glasrudh blubber transparency – comb-jellies and primitive sea-squirts and cucumbers, drifting this way on the tide.  

Kingdom:  Animalia;  Phylum:  Cnidaria;  Class:  Scyphozoa;  Order:   Rhizostomatidae;  Genus:  Rhizostoma;  Species:   Rhizostoma pulmo.   (Macri,  1778)    




The slithering forms of the smuggled ruins of the morgue-owls.