Sunday, September 23, 2007

THE WIRE # 269

Published July 2006. Page 30. Full page spread detailing the who's who of Current 93's most recent live band, the one Tibet's been toting around Europe in support of his new and most fabulous Black Ships Ate The Sky LP. Baby Dee is sitting against the wall to the far left, her half-grin probably the most disturbing element of what's already a pretty goddamn wacky photograph. Six Organs Of Admittance leader Ben Chasny stands with his arms crossed in a calculatingly disgruntled pose at the center of the image, furthest back; David Tibet with his wildly patterned dress shirt and scarf dominate the foreground, as does Matt Sweeney's mustache. Four or five other individuals of varying gender, weirdness, and nationality fill out the lineup, making for what would probably be a massively disorienting group of people to physically experience, if not a downright terrifying one.

A blog entry writes itself upon my realizing that Bill Breeze, the grand and mighty one O.H.O., is looking extremely uncomfortable about being photographed on the far right. Previously a member of Coil in their later more ambient years, I know a Bill Breeze that plays viola in some of my favorite bands and according to brainwashed.com is "currently the executive director for a not-for-profit organization devoted to good works." - but I know another Bill Breeze, one that unsurprisingly (being the head of the Caliphate O.T.O. based in Southern California) gets considerable press within the occult community. Also known as the one and only Hymenaeus Beta, editor of many texts related to Crowley and his Order, Breeze has generated some heat with a good deal of suing and being sued by various individuals regarding intellectual property rights. An agenda slowly begins to form in the unraveling of this seemingly infinite legal net strung from many a reflective sphere; while endlessly fascinating to me (I never knew how desperate I was for a real life occult soap opera to supply me with hours upon hours of guilt-free entertainment), the subject may be redundant for some, and entirely meaningless to others. Regardless, I'll get around to throwing my coin in the pool of highly esoteric public opinion surrounding who's O.T.O. is the Real O.T.O. and what sucks about all of them very soon, I'm sure. For now, after being jarred suddenly from my tea, trying to fall asleep and catching up with my Wire subscription, I'm headed to bed feeling a bit more informed, and of course a lot more confused about everything.

The same goddamn person!

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