#john also bennett

[ruinedholograms]

Erg Herbe (2019)

[dustedmagazine]

Giovanni Di Domenico, Pak Yan Lau & John Also Bennett — Tidal Perspectives (Basilic)

On Tidal Perspectives, Italian keyboardist Giovanni Di Domenico, Belgian sound artist Pak Yan Lau and American-born flutist John Also Bennett come together for a record that presents improvised music at its most inward-looking and tranquil. The intersection of ambient music and free improvisation is an uncommon and unlikely one, given that the former emphasizes stillness and calm and the latter prioritizes free-flowing creative expression. Tidal Perspectives walks that fine line, using improvised elements to bring out the strangeness in its sonic meditations.

Giovanni Di Domenico has a background in improvised music, performing frequently with Japanese free jazz legend Akira Sakata as well as Jim O’Rourke. As a solo artist, he specializes in spacious post-minimalism, and he brings that (along with his improvisational prowess) to this record. Pak Yan Lau, a fellow traveler in Europe’s improvised music scene and a collaborator of Darin Gray and Chris Corsano, lends the album a surreal, undefinable quality with her prepared piano and objects. John Also Bennett works more with ambient soundscapes than improvised music, but rather than simply meeting the other players where they’re at (or vice versa), he ties the whole project together, lending the record a good deal of color and depth in the process.

Tracks such as “Melt” represent the most fully realized version of the group’s sound, at times sounding like Hariprasad Chaurasia sitting in with The Necks. The sounds flow from the three musicians like a stream flowing from a creek, with Di Domenico’s twinkling fender rhodes, Yan Lau’s crackling percussive sounds and Bennett’s wavering pitch coming together as one whole. “Generational” opens with wild, GRM-like granular abstraction before eventually settling into a prepared piano lullaby of sorts, with Yan Lau’s piano almost sounding like chimes and bells. As a whole, the record provides something truly warm and meditational without ever falling victim to the trappings of new-agey aesthetics.

Levi Dayan

[clemencepoles]

Clémence’s Top Ten Albums of 2023

Nourished by Time 'Erotic Probiotic 2' [Scenic Route]

Kelela 'Raven' [Warp]

André 3000 'New Blue Sun' [Epic Records]

Mabe Fratti 'Se Ve Desde Aquí' [Unheard of Hope]

Dreamcrusher 'Suite TWO' [Self-released]

Sweeping Promises 'Good Living Is Coming For You' [Feel it Records]

Tirzah 'trip9love​.​.​.​?​?​?' [Domino ]

Donna Candy 'Blooming' [Bison]

Overmono 'Good Lies' [XL]

Feeble Little Horse 'Girl With Fish' [Saddle Creek]

*Favorite tracks of 2022 can be listened HERE.

**Notable mentions:

Biosphere 'Inland Delta' [Biophon Records]

Amor Muere 'A time to love, a time to die' [Scrawl World]

Yo La Tengo 'This Stupid World' [Matador]

Dry Cleaning 'Swampy EP' [4AD]

Tolerance 'Anonym' [MESH-KEY Records]

Hajj 'No Soul, No God, No Devil, No Existence' [Youth]

Josiah Steinbrick 'For Anyone That Knows You' [Unseen Worlds]

Christina Vantzou and John Also Bennett 'Κλίμα (Klima)' [Editions Basilic]

ytboutthataction 'love & vex' [DE22 & DMY]

Tzusing "绿帽 Green Hat" [Pan]

Snow Strippers 'April Mixtape 3' [Surf Gang Records]

David Edren & H.Takahashi 'Flow | 流れ' [Aguirre Records]

[aktionpak]

Hot damn sometimes i have days where i forget how to breath properly and anxiety turns into an actual thing and i get lost in my legit fucked brain and then i hear a song like this one and i get all up in the feels and ugh oxygen is useful.

John Also Bennett - Save Room 3

[tkachukisms]

i think matthew would be scared of furbies. i think he'd see one and go oh gosh oh what IS that while laughing nervously and looking side to side like he's in a locked room with an ambiguously aggressive dog and not a toy made up of fluff and plastic. god forbid he finds out you can learn the language. | don't know what all that was, sorry man, anyway, hashtag rewind?

[ijustthinkevilunoisneat]

[mariocki]

Doctor X (1932)

"If you ask me, I think Dr. Xavier is using very unethical methods."

"Necessity has no ethics, sir."

[salvatorebennett]

This song would be perfect for a bonenzo edit (especially from enzo's perspective)

[fuckyeahpetercook]

Peter Cook (and co.) pops up in a piece in the Radio Times issue for 7-13 January 2023! The write-up gives details on radio and broadcast legend Annie Nightingale's recent Archive on 4 radio program, Annie Nightingale's Age of Irreverence.

Archive on 4 says that in Nightingale's broadcast, "we hear how a core group of British musicians and satirists influenced each other, sharing a similar view of the world and a fearless desire to disrupt and lampoon the political and social norms in which they'd been brought up." Name-checks include The Goon Show, The Beatles, Monty Python, and lots more...

...like Beyond The Fringe (and co.)! In the Radio Times article, titled "Twist and Flout" (nice), Nightingale talks about her there-in-person memories of key moments in '60s irreverence, recalling of Beyond The Fringe:

"'People in the theatre got up, you could hear their seats banging as they left in disgust. I thought it was brilliant!' Later on, she lunched with Cook and Dudley Moore in Hampstead. 'They changed everything. Comedy helped create the pop culture.'"

A very good read!

And a hat-tip to a post highlighting this article, by @beatlessideblog! Wouldn't have caught this piece otherwise if I hadn't stumbled upon the post - thank you! :)

[oh2e]

I would love (hate) to see Gemma Teller, Ava Crowder and Mags Bennett in one room.

[erotetica]

Have we seen this. I hope we’ve all seen this

[narizentupidocartazes]

[2021] 26 de Outubro | JAB [John Also Bennett] | Peak Bleak | CAVERNANCIA | Igreja St. George - Lisboa

Colaboração [Nariz Entupido | Colectivo Casa Amarela | Combustão Lenta]

Cartaz [An Ax]

[rosewine-5]

𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝑨𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝟏)

Billy the Kid x b!woc reader

Being the pastors daughter meant you had to always be on your best behavior, never stepping off the right path, walking the straight & narrow path, and her eyes towards heaven. That was until a certain outlaw rode into your life, and taught you sometimes it okay to have a taste of hell with a little bit of heaven.

AN: readers last name is Bennett.

Word count: 1.3k

Here’s the link to part 2 & part 3

Divider by saradika

It was the same schedule: Wake up, pray, work, eat, give thank, sleep, repeat. It had been the routine for 20 years. Well, maybe just for you. The family consisted of her mother, father, 2 brothers, Michael and John, and then yourself. Father raised the 3 of you to have unwavering faith and trust in a higher power no one would see while you were still alive. In a way, if offered stability to your family, and yourself.

But it also came with rules, which in your case, sucked, especially being the only girl in the house. You weren’t allowed to go out late, while your brothers could come home as late as early morning. Your father wanted his “little girl” to be, as he said “the gem of the Bennett name” , and for the most part, you didn’t know what else to be, other than a farmer.

The town you resided in had enough fertile soil for people to grow their food, there was even a lake not too far from town with a few trees close by. You used to swim there, before some men decided to ransack the town. That night everyone met in the church since the raiders burnt the town hall to the ground. That very night the leaders of the community, including your father, all agreed to hire mercenaries to keep the town safe.

If this wasn’t desperation, you didn’t know what else it could be.

When everyone got back to the farm, you and your brothers questioned your father. His only excuse was “There are some times in which we can’t wait for God to save us”, and there was no further argument. “This is something we can’t pray our way out of, child! Maybe one day you’ll understand.” He shouted, making you shrink.

The next day you woke up early on the property and walked over the kitchen, where Michael was packing up a bag along with your other John. “What’s the occasion?” You asked. “Pa told us we’re going with him to meet the mercenaries the next town over.” Your brother, Michael said in a rushed tone, sitting down to stuff his belonging in a bag. “You never told me that.” You said, walking towards him. “Well you’re not my mother.” He said, not looking up at you. “But I am your sister, and older than you.” You added.

“By 5 minutes.” He said, smiling up at you. Your mother had given birth to you first on a winter day, and then Michael a few minutes later. You didn’t know if it was the fact you two were born on the same day or being twins, but you were closer to Mike then you were John.

“Are you two bickering again?” Your mother said, walking in. “We were just saying our goodbyes, Dove and I.” Mike said, putting on a smile and slinging his arm around your neck.

You had adopted the nickname Dove after your 10th birthday by your father. To him, the name symbolized what he wanted you to be: pure, innocent, peaceful. For the most part, you were pure, you didn’t have a choice to be anything but, being the pastors daughter and all. A part of you didn’t mind being stamped as “Holy” but that also meant you didn’t have the same freedoms or privileges you would’ve loved to have.

You were snapped oh of your train of thought when your father came from outside and called for your brothers. Three horses were already set up, belonging to them. None for you. “We’ll be back by the end of the week.” He said, kissing your mother goodbye, and then waking to you. “Best behavior, my dove, as always.” He said, kissing your forehead before riding away, your brothers behind him.

The next few days were full of chores, errands, and work. And boredom. Then came the day they were expected back, your mother stood next to you. “Penny for your thoughts, honey?” Your mom asked, making you nod. “He means the best for you.” She said, putting her hand on your shoulder, trying to stick her point. “He just doesn’t want to see you-.” “Act out of line? Have fun? Have a real life?” You interrupted, looking at her. “You know that’s not what I meant, love.” She said, putting some of the vegetables that were grown in a basket.

“Here, take this, throw them out, and get some air.” She said, basically leading you out of the room. “And honey?” Your mom called, making you look back, “We only treat you with different rules to keep you safe.” After throwing the vegetables out, you looked towards the town, and sighed. “Safe my god given ass.” You mumbled to yourself, walking towards the lake for the first time in a while.

There was a cool breeze coming from the lake, one that you took in with a content look on your face. You laid down in the grass and took a deep breath in, before closing your eyes. After a few minutes, all you could hear was the breeze blowing and the rustle of the leaves. It almost drowned out the noise from the town, as well as the noise in your head. It even almost drowned out the sound of the twig that snapped behind you. Almost.

Your head snapped behind you to see a tall slender boy leaning on a tree staring at you, a small smirk on his face. From his face alone, you could tell he wasn’t a local, you couldn’t even recognize him. You looked him over, his rough appearance a clear sign he wasn’t one to walk over. But his eyes were the most enchanting part of him. Those blue eyes drew you in like a siren to a sailor. And as much as you wanted to drown in them, you knew shook out of the trance; who is this man?

“You new around here?” You asked, breaking the silence. He looked you up and down, before meeting your eyes with a wolfish grin, chuckling to himself. “You could say that.” He said, looking deep in your eyes. “I’m Billy.” You nodded your head toward him, “Nice to meet you, Billy.” “So what’s your name, honey?” He asked, the smile never leaving his face. “I’m Bennett.” You said, holding out your hand. Billy then took your hand and then kissed it, “You must be the pastors daughter, you and your brothers have the same eyes.”

Here we go again

He then smirked to himself, “If I may, humor me Ms. Bennett.” You immediately turned back around and looked at the water, “I doubt I could make you shut up anyway, so go on ahead.” You said, making him huff out a short laugh.

“What’s a lady like you doing by herself?” Billy asked, looking over you with a curious look in his eyes. “Like myself, huh? What’s that supposed to mean, cowboy?” You asked, not looking away from the water of the lake. You then heard his footsteps get closer, and then he was right behind you.

“I thought the pastor’s girl would know it would be safer to stay close to the house of the lord, than out here with her back turned, vulnerable.” Billy said, and you could see his shadow cover your frame, making you turn around, holding your shawl closer to your body, covering your shoulders.

In the moment you turned around, his eyes didn’t hesitate to look over your face, and then your body. Billy’s eyes went down to your neck and chest, making no effort to avert his gaze. “What a beautiful ring,” He said, getting your attention,” You engaged?” “No, it’s my purity band.” You said, holding it out so he could get a better view, and hoping he would leave you alone.

Instead, you saw a new look in his eyes.

One that let you know he wouldn’t leave you alone.

Interest.

Let me know what you think, feedback is welcome!

[honeyspotpie]

This is so random and I'm unsure if it was acknowledged on here before but... We all know Paeden is named after the irl Patreon member Paeden Bennetts and that they supported the Patreon pretty regularly so they also suggested an item in s1e11.5 and Anthony (as Shinji) credited them and added the jokey throwaway line "Oh it's just a really common name here in the Forgotten Realms" what CAN imply that Paeden Bennetts can be viewed as a sort of "placeholder" name in Faerun in the vain of John Doe (or a common white guy name with no deep meaning like Joe McDonald or something lol) so when Barry and Willy created Paeden (aka the body for Frank) they gave him the most cookie-cutter, run of the mill name to not give him the privilege of an identity after rejecting them and their deal. It was definitely unintentional bc this probably happened before they decided on the homunculus twist BUT EXTREMELY COOL NONETHELESS THINGS REALLY WORKED OUT IN THEIR FAVOR^^ nicely adds another layer to his character imo