Ever type out a word from your former life for a search engine? Ever find a surprising, pleasing return? I just did both - I entered the phrase "pregnant rat," which just happens to be the name of a faux-artsy, improvisational, complete-joke death metal band for which I "played" back in college. I introduced it earlier this year. What I didn't quite realize was that one of the guys in the local faux-artsy, improvisational, complete-joke music scene posted a site (over four years ago!) chronicling shows spanning about eighteen months. The "Noise Scene." Give the shows' fliers a good look - they're the work of another Noise Scene fellow, the inimitable Carl Diehl.
I was pretty good at the art myself, especially when touches of chic nihilism were still in vogue and I didn't mind dabbling. (Cripes, were those the days - glad they're over.) Then again, Carl wins out: nobody can top Punk's not dead, but we're working on it.
