In 2006 I spent a good bit of time with Dogme 95's debut LP, Arcadian Hyms. Thanks to a 100 gb hard drive and iTunes shuffle I was recently reminded of its lo-fi charms; i.e. the unlikely intersection of cheap Casio keyboards, fake beats, and backwoods pentecostal freakouts. The kind of unholy union found inside cheap, faded, comic books, warehouse shows, ironic hesher house parties and student art films. This is the stuff of make-shift time travel, snake handlings, handclaps, drum machines, bedroom humidity . . .
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