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The following is a document of nearly everything: pallid do-it-yourself guides for constructing cardboard ziggurats, solo squirms utilizing fishy (read: dubious) headgear, and tendencies towards interrupting public forums with a litany of ill-informed notions of physics and social norms, including but not limited to wearing nothing but a ventilation hose, waving bad signage at people, squeaking packing tape, and lectures examining the four major elements; basically, details suitable for a dada-inspired crockpot relegated to the kitchens of yore, i.e., mesmerizing obscurity. Also featured here are group collaborations, parades, radio appearances, the off-and-on art installation, athletic and offensive actions, art errorism(s), religious paintings (helping unfettered solace organize*), stinky shirts, and tours featuring a litany of cohorts, buddies, and even the occasional nimrod. Please bear in mind that making this list cohesive is an ongoing process, and as such, the grammar might be a few apostrophes off. Also acknowledged here are the egregious blanks in the timeline, aka "BC" or "Before Crank"; those early pre and post art school hangover years, circa 1991 through 1997. All that is to say, we find this to be a reasonably enjoyable, albeit slightly indecipherable codex, and hope that you do too! So, find a comfy chair, grab some ciphers, squint thine eyes, and let the scrolls unroll!
Crank Sturgeon
"Be You're On Boss" Effin A and on with the immaterial! Sturgis Cronkite zoomed out to the biblical desert by way of trade winds and lust to do a sitdown lecture on pathos, piezos, and piebald isms; expertly implemented by channeling a hoary high desert persona using that old AV suit jacket and the circa 2o16 HS Annex bicorneous twostep hybrid. Pocket noise? We got you. Suitcase of curdling clangorous clatter? You are herd. Beatnik Lounge, Joshua Tree, CA 03.02.24
"Sciaticaryptic" Well and howdy. Crank found his old tin cup, donned a new Amazon Fulfillment Beluga Inversion, and joined the ranks of his noise brethren, Cole and Jess of War Hippy for an eastern trek to far, far away New York. Witnessing first hand accounts of sleep deprivation, omen foxes, off coloured humour, and even bouts of food poisoning, the trio nevertheless cast sonic palls with countless old pals and welcomed new family audiolings to the global commune of ecstatic sound; furthermore landing relatively unscathed at their destination with glorious aplomb and facemelt. The roster reads as follows:
Glob, Denver, CO 03.30.24
Project Project, Omaha, NE 03.31.24
Tritriangle, Chicago, IL 04.01.24
Tympanum, Detroit, MI 04.02.24
Government Center, Pittsburgh, PA 04.03.24
Ende Tymes Festival, TV Eye, Ridgewood, NY 04.04.24
"fore and twenty" Amidst a haze of whorls and tamales, Crank joined his comrades War Hippy and Carla Bozulich for an afternoon session of yodelsome roar-sharking. We're pretty certain there was an influence of something other than kombucha or government surveillance droning going down as well; let those matters be determined by another failing democracy. Fast Blast Backyard Bonanza 8, Los Angeles, CA 04.20.24
"the eyes have it" As a followup to the prior din, Crank affixed the eyes from that last tour's AFBI to the circa 2o16 HS Annex bicorneous twostep hybrid, packed some AB/Errs and Magnet Opus, and returned to the city for a terribler AV suit jacketry reduction ceremony; welcoming himself back into the fold of noisesome hermits, pariahs, and purplists with a bzap frenetic on pulses, oh Beuys, and a treatise on being nice to each other. HIAH 13, (the) Handbag Factory, Los Angeles, CA 04.21.24
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"Mouthtrap Revis(p)it" Oh dear god, once again. Crank gave it his second best worsening wet shirt debacle, doubling the saliva routine with the aforementioned gum and cheek widener, amplifying such through pitch bends and low brow synth hiss, AND apparently erring on the side of inadvertently copying his dear pal, Rain, whom performed a similar style mouthtrap for her appearance. More the merrier, we proclaim. The world benefits from more smiles. NorCal Noise Fest, the Internet via Waste Management, ME 10.03.23
"ode" A heartfelt gathering for the passing of our friend, Jonas. Friends, musicians, and artists all gathered to pay tribute. Apologies, as of this writing the words are still vacant; thoughts are too consumed by his absence. It was a beautiful evening, and may his presence live on and continue to inspire. Stone Church, Brattleboro, VT 08.30.23
"i can't take this laying down" The reunions continued, this time opening up for dear friends, Neptune. Donning paper cone oblong itinerary, Crank revisited his surlier Hank Jurgen persona and went for broke: accosting with catbird screeches, honking on the lobster harmonica, and sending signals thru the mire and wire of filtration, obfuscation, and all out calumny, i.e., mantras repeated rather poorly via digital playback devices and obsequious modular baloney farts - ultimately, not bad for a sitdown program performed for Gen X rock guitar fanciers. Apohadion Theater, Portland, ME 06.25.23
"Double Triple Mouth Trap" Reunited after many a year, like six or so, maybe? Id m theftable and Crank finally conjoined their twinnery agency with a full blown rib-jabbing verbal ritual featuring mutual mouth wideners, ample Mainespeak, noisy forays, and a trophy designed for capturing winning spits! Where else but in the out of doors, in the back lot behind the Apohadion Theater, by gums, Portland, ME 06.12.23
"Erp and Breech art P0ur" An inquiry passed thru the mental sieve and was notated as a travel ready suitspace conduit, which also meant crossing a timezone back for a Great Plains visitation. After a day of dancing with an Eurythmics soundtrack haunting in the looming tornado watch frequency, our bicorneous one decided to opt for indoor exhibitionism by having a wry and dry go at his ole famous-by-now amplified Sharpie reset button accompanied with the usual modulated vocoders of the lowest order, ie., always a grin widener. For whom, you might ask? Why, our pals at the NoCoast NoiseFest. Project Project, Omaha, NE 05.12.23
"Erp and Breech part Thrall" They asked and he came. Back to the original Silent Barn entry data log, our intrepid oral salutory umbrage heraldeer broke the city seal and performed once more for Episode 13 of Ende Tymes. Per usual suitcase contents included the bicorn, stiff black necktie, and implementations of the lowest form, such as the manual plucks of doingk-slather, and teeth-as-drums methods acquired from three decades of noise service. Trans Pecos, Ridgewood, NY 04.29.23
"Dry me a River" They asked and he came again. Still raining, Crank joined Al for a ride up the throughway to unravel times previously lived. This time, Sturg' took a note from his greatest hits from the beforetimes, including (but not limited to) Sharpie portraits, packing tape cellos, and other friskiness from the sought and wrought over itineraries. It's all new again, bub. Lace Gallery, Kingston, NY 04.30.23
"Erp and Breech part Doo" Making up for a snowy impasse, this spring sprang sproinging progenitors into spades, thumping Moog derby, and mouth-spit wearables. A much better sound than the prior, and that's the Woo for ya. The Firehouse, Worcester, MA 04.15.23
"Erp and Breech" An unspooling of gaff, unflappable plaap, and ornery beard guise. Our tenacious bicorneous one, despite all alds (and ensuing gallon of dunkin), persevered, jeered, and hullabaloo'd for a festive crew of giddy frendz and such, and where else, for an early spring hi? Yep. SlabFest 2, Jewel Nightclub, Manchester, NH 04.08.23
"So Much for That" A little hu and so, for our friends in the Westerlies. Donuts and coffee were served whilst our guy (thousands of miles away) breathed appropriate farty sounds and manglesome duties; featuring deluxe tonka wheel twists and frequencies delivered from buddies at the BDB. Sacramento Audio Waffle, The Internet via Waste Management, ME 03.17.23
2022 Plague Posture Protocol
"plague posture protocol" The jury is still out: perform in a room for three cameras whilst triple-masked in a favorite spot in the city during purple zone status plague. Friends invited Crank to come and present a socially distanced work for online streaming and festiveness for all the noisy Twitchers to see from their safety abodes. CS complied, and after much mulch and pondering, produced a piece spurred on by all the P's. Featuring portable ventilation slinkie mouth trap, bicorn helm, a fine videotic back-sloop, and El Neut, the result was a cherry minted loud AF expulsory much-neededness. Perhaps just a blip in the conscious summary, so grateful (exclamatory punctuation implied) for the opps to grace for a second split sonic drop and have an almost tactile communal hunker. Sloosh Vampires, Axial Fest, Coaxial Arts, Los Angeles, CA 10.17.20
"Cubiclism Operandi" The plague was definitely not in a hurry to alleviate the denizens of the rubble libel ribaldry. As such, his nibs would perform a number of offerings, broadcast from his tiny sequester (much resembling a work cubicle, minus the vague-AynRandy-capitalist-motivational-posters). These one-off's undertook the following subtexts, infusing rubrics in which to abide by the mysteries of time that occasionally repeated old scores, rewired obliquely splatter-toned electronics, or merely meandered into renderings of what has become a holed-up-life, purportedly suppositionalizing manners whither itch to comb off the strangely symbolic chasms: implicit, not (s)turd...
"Put it out there but keep the tears" (the onion version). Imaginary Topographies, The Internet via Claremont, CA 10.12.20
"That's Where We Draw the Line" (the paper shredder version). NorCal NoiseFest, The Internet via Claremont, CA 10.03.20
"B0w/elB0w" (the sharpie marker ink stamp version). Tusk Festival, The Internet via Claremont, CA 09.28.20
"Heinous Quarantine". In thick and under shelter orders, the old sneezer put on a tie and did some shin scrapes & sharp elbow maneuvers for an online audience. Not the first time (there've been Skype-like performances before), but definitely a premiere in the new era of quarantine-infused performance. In addition to the bicorn helm, fishtank ethos were ascribed, some manual reverse tape technology, as well as an off-the-cough, shanty-esque verbal, much in response to the shine of virtual pint glasses clinking. Heinous Whining #3, Twitch TV, The Internet via Claremont, CA 04.12.20
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