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Thursday, April 16, 2020

DALLAS TEXAS, UNDERGROUND & PUNK FLIERS COLLECTED BY DAVID STANLEY APONTE 1998-2008





The Slurpees w/ Biscuit former "Big Boys" singer
















































































































































COVID-19 Isolation Diary by Wheatboi Dave



Last 10 movies & shows I watched for the first time (in no order):
01. Midnight Gospel, Season 1
02. The Platform, directed by Galder Gaztelu-Urrutia
03. Color of Space, directed and co-written by Richard Stanley
04. Us, directed by Jordan Peele
05. The Florida Project, directed by Sean Baker
06. Happy!, Season 2
07. Kill List, directed by Ben Wheatley & Amy Jump
08. Avenue 5, Season 1

09. Mine 9, Directed by Eddie Mensore






Wheatboy Dave, April 2020, West Philadelphia


17.April.2020, CBM Studio, West Philadelphia

So this last night I had a real weird dream again in an alternate reality world. Like most of my dreams it is at the tip of total apocalypse but this one was total punk as fuck. At first I was at a ranch house partying with punks. Then many people were gathering at a large park at night. It was a big pagan meeting of many tribes from all over the city. I was late going because I was hung over in the dream and I had to stop on the strip to get a few bottles from this Palestinian deli that sold beer on a strip of places before the el. I walked further and got to the park, which was a greater park then even Central Park, but it was only a city block wide and long along a creek (and it didn’t suck like claustrophobic NYC cause this city had a more open feeling like Austin Texas in the 1990’s or Berlin Germany where you could see the sky).
I entered the park and there were many different tribes partying so I had to weave around the groups of tribal folk. After 15 or 20 minutes or so I found my punk tribe dancing around an oak tree in the park. I started to dance with them and connected with a beautiful woman who was from London… we really connected and embraced each other (perhaps we even kissed) This created drama because another fellow liked her (who I didn’t know so much but he was part of our tribe so I respected him in full and as a human respected his feelings even more). I went to seek this fellow out with his friends from the tribe. He somehow escaped but his good friends knew where he was. They sympathized with me because we all knew that my punk lady friend and this other guy had true love. I had to carry the message of this, and so the fellow’s crew and I hunted for him through a winding mall like from the 80’s that zig-zagged through the underground filled with security on segways speeding around and questioning us with their Italian fascist-like hats. We escaped some of these mall cops questioning us as we went by, and we came to the end of the old ancient underground mall that emptied to a great river and a large waterfall with a bridge going to the other side. At the higher bank outside of the mall was a spot where the punks hung out and I found the fellow that liked the lady I was talking to earlier. I explained how she said that she liked him and that I didn’t want to be in the way of love. I apologized to him and explained how I was a single polygamous fellow and wished the best for both of us.
And then I started to fly away over these waterfalls greater than Niagara Falls. The whole time I feared that I might fall, but I floated to a bit of a higher platform where the same punk tribe was hanging out (on the same side of the river). I started to hang with two beautiful Italian punks who both were into me and we were flirting. As soon as our flirting climaxed I suddenly woke up at 7 am in Philadelphia covered in sweat on a couch alone under social distancing because of COVID-19.
The weird things about this dream for me are:
1. Apparently I can fly, if only I focus enough
2. My other superpower is speaking in a Scottish accent






Aaron Gonzalez (at Fuime, West Philadelphia), woodcut print on Japanese paper, by David Stanley Aponte, 2005

Stefan Gonzalez (at Fuime, West Philadelphia), woodcut print on Japanese paper, by David Stanley Aponte, 2005


16.April.2020, CBM Studio, West Philadelphia


Last night I had more intense dreams and it seems like I have had many intense dreams almost every night since the stay at home order started. This time I was working in my studio and a bunch of friends convinced me to go for a ride with them. They brought me to another place where some of my best friends from Texas Aaron and Stefan Gonzalez were having a punk show (Aaron and Stefan are the two members of crust punk band Akkolyte which they founded together in the 90’s & I released their first records on CBM over 20 years ago now). It was a lively show in a garage, warehouse like space filled with a handful of punks dispersed over the great area of the space. My friend Stefan gave me a box full of mix tapes, old comps and some full albums on tape which were really cool but needed some cleaning and care (I think one album was a Killing Joke album). For some reason I sat up on top of a ten foot tall pillar of junk that was not stable during the show with punks slam dancing near and around the pillar. I had to ask my friend Aaron to hold the pillar as I climbed down so I would not fall. Then as I climbed down a digital alarm sounded and I awoke in the morning on my couch in Philadelphia covered with sweat knowing it was just another dream. As I slowly awoken to take morning pills and make morning tea, songs played in my head that Aaron would play such as St. Afonzo’s pancake breakfast by Frank Zappa.






The Hell we Create, linocut on masa paper, by David Stanley Aponte, 2003


8.April.2020, CBM Studio, West Philadelphia

I did not expect the world to get this crazy so fast. I knew it was going to go downhill with the joke POTUS as soon as he went in, I knew people were going to die for different reasons due to these narcissist morons in power but I guess this COVID-19 was a bit more of a curveball in our lives on a whole next level. In a way this virus was inevitable based on how humanity abuses life and resources on this planet. It is as if mother earth, karma, god or whatever is getting back at humanity because of its sins and selfishness. And as far as the so-called "Christian" right is concerned they really created and supported a real “anti-christ” with this US president, a disgusting man that even disagreed with the words of Christ during their so called prayer breakfast (which I found dystopian-hilarious). It is also weird to see things I have said as a teenager in the 1990’s being realized by most of the mainstream, things about the fall short of Democracy in America and it’s numbers of atrocities it has done to this planet, humanity, life itself in the name of the American people and the religion of capitalisms narcissistic, sociopathic nature. 

Well tomorrow we might be dead or looking down a barrel of a gun at this rate. As the world we once knew falls apart and the veils that cover the lies burn to the ground exposing the cold skeletal truths of what humanity created.

I try to not feel so helpless, take a breath of air, let the sun shine on my face. Perhaps make just one more poem, painting or song as in this life it may be your last chance to do so but if not we make the best of whatever future comes.

Wednesday, May 1, 2019

A list of 20 Revolutionary & Radical films for 1st May 2019




A list of 20 Revolutionary & Radical films for 1st May 2019 compiled by Wheatboi Dave
01. Battleship Potemkin, directed by Sergei Eisenstein, 1925
02. La Commune, directed by Peter Watkins, 2000
03. Salt of the Earth, directed by Herbert J. Biberman, 1954
04. Strike, directed by Sergei Eisenstein, 1925
05. A place called Chiapas, by Nettie Wild, 1998
06. The Battle of Algiers, directed by Gillo Pontecorvo, 1966
07. Danton, directed by Andrzej Wajda, 1983
08. The Raspberry Reich, directed by Bruce LaBruce, 2004
09. Eat the Rich, directed by Peter Richardson, 1987
10. Mother KĂ¼sters Goes to Heaven, directed by Rainer Werner Fassbinder, 1975
11. I am Cuba, directed by Mikhail Kalatozov, 1964
12. Man with a Movie Camera, directed by Dziga Vertov, 1929
13. OstPunk! (too much future), film by Carsten Fiebeler and Michael Boehlke, 2006
14. They Live, directed by John Carpenter, 1988
15. Walker, directed by Alex Cox, 1987
16. A Generation, directed by Andrzej Wajda, 1955
17. October, directed by Sergei Eisenstein, 1927
18. Brazil, directed by Terry Gilliam, 1985
19. We are from Kronstadt, directed by Efim Dzigan, 1936
20. W.R.: Mysteries of the Organism, directed by Dušan Makavejev, 1971
Honorable mention: Kurt Weiler (die Kunst des Puppenanimations Films), DVD collection 2012

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Sleep: A log of remembered dreams, Vol. II




Often when I sleep I have vivid dreams in some sort of futuristic nature. The dreams are more like a 2nd, 3rd or even 4th alternate life I live in sleep in different lands among other friends and often have some extreme aspect centered around survival.

Last night I had one such dream and I will write as much as I can remember in a nutshell of what is left of my memory in this time and place.

In what seemed to be not the far future from now humanity lived not much different than what we do now. Humans lived and died and often looked to either the sciences or religion for some ability to extend life or become in some way or another immortal. I had someone how discovered a way for humanity to achieve this to what ancients might call alchemy but really was some sort of science fictional chemical based physics. In a way I discovered the elixir of the Gods ,the magic that made the Gods of ancient super human and not mortal humans. In this story I had found a kinda of almost anti-matter dust that if ingested would make a person be able to have super human strength, jump higher, run faster, live fuller and in large quantities of ingestion even cheat death. As if like some super hero one could survive amazing feats, grab onto a wing of a plane with great strength without falling off, climb great slippery waterfalls up a mountain, almost anything. The problem though was this anti-matter dust continually had to be harvested with great difficultly and consumed to keep vigor up and prevent the user from wasting away. As soon as this dust was realized it caught on by the general public which for a moment in time created a Utopian society of Gods, which soon fell into demise as people turned on each other to destroy each other with their newly gained powers. People of stronger wit and knowledge often managed to avoid the petty struggles of the general masses who where slowly destroying each other and what was left of the great cities humanity has built. In the the final days these intelligent super humans who avoided the wars of the new Gods wandered the wastelands of once great cities as nomads preparing to restructure humanity without the use of the anti-matter dust for a more natural and stable future renewed as the lesson was learned the hard way of humans harnessing the power of the Gods. New anarcho-socialist communes where established with the new natural beings with the help of the intelligent nomads who were the only survivors of the human God order. These nomads searched the wastelands for natural humans to bring them to the communes as they would join together to help develop the new humanity. Unfortunately the nomads still had to use the anti-matter in small quantities in able to survive and not waste away as once a human consumed the anti-matter dust they would become addicted to it. One of the side effects of going through anti-matter withdrawals was person going through massive hallucinations where the framed work of reality would gradually melt away like runny eggs. Then the 2nd sign of anti-matter withdrawal would be the person would start having a yellow crust form around them and the space they touched that looked much like sulfur. As this yellow sulfury crust formed their body would slowly waste away which was a process that would take hundreds of years in which they didn’t die as they slowly went back into universal dust. The other side effect was once the slow decay started it was then contagious to other humans who had ingested the anti-matter dust. 

(In the end of this sci-fi dream), I was then in a strategy room of one of the communes where most of the officers would meet. There was as a closed hatched on the side of the room which lead to one of the lower levels that had a closed and sealed hatch even further below that lead to the abandoned science sub tunnels left over from the fallen age of human Gods. I had gone down there to look and had opened the hatch to the science sub tunnels and when I did a huge shock came over me. I saw a long room filled with old computers for the older age with a door on the far end of the room leading to other labs. On the floor close to the hatch door was a man in a old science suit covered with anti-matter decay and he must have been laying there for hundreds of years since the great fall of the God humans. He was slowly dying over these hundreds of years and the sulfur like substance was all over him and on the wall and floor around him as if it was growing out of him. There was nothing I could do to help as it would put me at risk of catching the anti-matter decay. I quickly closed and sealed the hatch and though the abandoned sub-room I returned through the hatch back into the commune strategy room. The strategy room was filled with the officers, generals and local community representatives who all where about to cheers to celebrate gaining ground from the wasteland to rebuild society in a great anarcho-socialist utopianism of equality of all humanity. At that moment the metals and faces of of the officers in the room started to melt and I looked at my red & black rose pin on my jacked and is slowly started to melt down my jacket dripping upon my boots. At the moment I realized I had caught the slow decay, and I knew I would not be able to live to enjoy the great renewed future that was just dawning. The world I once knew slowly melted away into an insane hallucination as I slowly wasted away over time.

After this I woke up from my dream 07.30 am, covered with sweat.

I will site that the feeling of this dream and this future world made me think much of the 1971 film “The Andromeda Strain”, directed by Robert Wise and based on the novel of the same name by Michael Crichton. The other piece of media that has a bit of similarity of inspiration in feeling in this dream is from Classic Dr. Who, Genesis of the Daleks, from the 12th session, written by Terry Nation and directed by David Maloney. Though I would say in the beginning of the dream I felt much more like Patrick McGoohan as No. 6 in the TV show “the Prisoner” except with super human sci-fi powers much like a watered down version of Dr. Manhattan from the GRAPHIC NOVEL “Watchmen” by Alan Moore.


-David Stanley Aponte, Collective Brand Movement Studio, West Philadelphia, 20.March.2019

Thursday, October 4, 2018

Sub- #4093 & Sub- #2350 a DARK + LIGHT mix & A Mix Tape (of Punk & Stuff)



Sub- #4093
a DARK + LIGHT mix of
ambient & experimental
by Wheatboy Dave, 2.October.2018
Collective Brand Movement Studio
West Philadelphia

SIDE DARK
01. Nocturnal Emissions - The Well is Deep
02. Black Era - Out of the Tunnel
03. Pan Sonic - Johto 5
04. Nurse With Wound - The Self Sufficient Sexual Shoe
05. Monolake - Monolake - Phenomenon
06. Voodoo Tapes - Dangerous Business with Earlycrafted Juju Doll
07 Conrad Schnitzler - Blau Bonus 2
08. Igor Wakhevitch - Grand Sabbat Luciferien
09. Tod Dockstader - Apocalypse, Part 1
10. The Residents - Die in Terror
11. Nightmare Organism - Eye of Newt
12. Suicide - Dance 


SIDE LIGHT
01. MFM - New World
02. Labradford - Pico
03. Blanck Mass - Chernobyl
04. Boards of Canada - Olson
05. Tangerine Dream -White Clouds
06. Chris & Cosey - The Gates of Ancient Cities
07. Ellen Allein - Einsteigen
08. Coil - Driftmix
09. Bill Laswell - Shango
10. Peak - Train to roots (2:20pm)
11. Cluster - Marzipan
12. Growing - A Painting

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Sub- #2350
a Mix Tape (of Punk & Stuff)
by Wheatboy Dave, May.2018
Collective Brand Movement Studio 
West Philadelphia

SIDE X
01. Yegor I Opizidenevshiye - Freedom
02. Ganzer - Comet
03. Erode and Disappear - Chaos Reigns
04. Moet the Poet
05. The C*nts - Chemicals in the Mail
06. Kontakt Mikrofon Orkest - Do the Residue
07. Northern Liberties - Mold
08. No Means No - Living Free
09. Skeleton Crew - The Hand that Bites/Dead Sheep
10. The Red Krayola - Hurrican Fighter Plane
11. Tuxedomoon - Desire

SIDE Y
01. Joe Jack Talcum - Dean’s Dream
02. Grauzone - Träume Mit Mir
03. Human league - The Black Hit of Space
04. Hit Parade - Here’s what you find In Every Prison
05. Flag of Democracy - Shatter Your Day
06. Buzzcocks - Everybody’s Happy Nowdays
07. Alien Sex Fiend - I walk the Line
08. Der Plan - Gummitwist
09. The Deadbeats - Kill Hippies
10. Neil Young - Sample and Hold
11. The Huns - Busy Kids
12. King Horror - Lock Ness Monster
13. Russian Meatsquats - Russian Meatsquats
14. Rich Kids on LSD - Think Positive
15. PexbaA - Nognic

Monday, October 1, 2018

Sub- #4048 & Sub- #2320 Wheatboy Dave's Italo/Electro Party Mix Tapes







Wheatboy Dave's Lava Lamp
Italo/Electro Party Mix Tape
August 2018, West Philadelphia
Collective Brand Movement Studio
Sub- #4048



SIDE ARMANI
01. Memory Control One - Basic
02. Quartz - Chaos
03. Savage - Fugitive
04. Angie - Clouds
05. Betty Miranda - Dance
06. Trinere - All Night
07. Venus - Hot Sun On Video
08. Cerrone, Brigade Mondaine, Integrale - Phonic
09. Giorgio Moroder - Evolution

SIDE GUCCI
01. Kano - I'm Ready
02. The Michael 'Zager Band - Let's All Chant
03. Charlie - Spacer Woman
04. Lime - Angel Eyes
05. Claudio Mingardi - Star
06. The Immortals - The Ultimate Warlord
07. Grant Miller - Colder Than Ice
08. Creative Connection - Scratch My Name
09. Decadance - On and On


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Mix Tape Electro & Italo  
May 2018 - West Philadelphia
Collective Brand Movement Studio 
Sub- #2320


SIDE 23
a. Ceephax - Flight of the Condor
b. Beppe Loda & Marco DJ - Sognado
c. Beppe Loda & Marco DJ - Acid - O
d. Macho Cat Garage - M - Invasion
e. Laserdance - Humanoid Invasion 
f. Angie - Clouds
g. Betty Miranda - Dance
h. The Immortals - Ultimate Warlord

SIDE 42
a. Legowelt & Orgue Electronique - Mr. Jims Nightclub
b. Bangkok Impact - Masters of the Universe
c. Bangkok Impact - Junge Dame Mit Freundliche Telefonstiman 
d. 8 bit Rockers - Untitled 03
e. Charlie - Spacer Woman
f. Koto - Vistors
g. Night Moves - Transdance
h. Neil Young - Sample and Hold