Dark Entries returns to The Red Room podcast.

We have the distinction of being a repeat guest on the Ruminations From The Red Room podcast! This time Mitch has 100% truth in advertising with the focus being on Twin Peaks: The Return's (a.k.a. Season 3) first four episodes.

Listen to us here.

Mitch's blurb summary:

Mitch and Guillermo don't dissect, or deconstruct in this episode of From The Red Room. It's two long-time fans, taking in the first sights, and sounds of an adventure both familiar, and new. So much to come, and we'll dig deeper as we get our footing. Just glad to back in those big, majestic pines.

Predictably we loved it, but of course this raises all the whys & hows involved in that love. And there was even something in it we didn't actually love, but you'll have to listen to find out. Plus what Lynch creation isn't worth comparing & contrasting notes on to try and divine the secrets behind his darkly glassed world?

[We love that Nicole LaLiberte more than faux dop-Coop.]

There are points where I relate Dale Cooper to Sigurd of Saga of the Völsungs, and utter the inspired phrase "playground of charm" three different times. These moments alone make our dialogue brilliant, but also tune in & subscribe for my host's irrepressible sincerity & persona that makes his podcast a cut above the internet itself.

[The So Fine Ladies of the Double RR Diner!]

Stay tuned as Dark Entries will likely equinox otherworldly space again on Ruminations From The Red Room after the next installment of Twin Peaks: The Return!

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While a mostly happy bookstore fixture for over two decades, Guillermo Maytorena IV is currently willing to entertain your serious proposals for employment as a literary/cinema critic, goth journalist, castellan, airship pilot/crewperson, investigative mythologist, or assisting in a craft brewery. Should you be connected to any of the above or equally interesting endeavours, do contact him via LinkedIn or G+.

Dark Entries meets Ruminations From The Red Room.

A few weeks ago we had the honour of being a guest on Ruminations From The Red Room, a newly launched podcast of my longtime friend Mitch Proctor.

Listen to us here.

While the title implies that Mitch's online project is Twin Peaks-centric, that's merely a context and starting point for a leaping-off into dialogues about what underlies existence, the vagaries of values, and an interpersonal think-tank of ideas, which is broadly ambitious & admirable.

Remember that conversation you had with someone late one night where everything you said made sense and was possibly the most profound thing that ever came out of your mouth? This podcast is an attempt to capture that magic, that essence of conversational synchronicity where speaker and listener learn & build upon each other, and a palace of reason is constructed. Mitch has a slightly more humble explanation of purpose, but we believe he's after something more transcendent in the end.

[A CG update of The Red Room. (from imgur)]

And like Coop & Windom Earle in the room above, we dugpas crossed the threshold into his ritual space studio and a twenty-year-old friendship spellwove a Q & A web about individual inequality, the creative process & impulse, fandom, this blog, garmonbozia, and the endurance of our long connection. Or as Mitch's blurb text puts it:

Mutual respect, youthful idealism, Mr. Lynch, and Mr. Smith ignite a friendship that has two decades under its belt. Here, we touch on some of that origin, and drink deeply of love of art, and expression. Twin Peaks, will modern audiences get it? How does Thor carry his hammer on his back? Will we ever get the follow up to 4:13 Dream?

On a side note, Mitch courteously brewed us a cup of Valhalla Java: Odinforce Blend to fuel the conversation. Not only did it do that, but drinking a single cup at 8pm catapulted me into a wakeful night,
purged & wrung my insides out, and violently penetrated every cell of my body. Would I drink it again? Hel yes! Willingly, and Odin would approve of pursuing such an ecstatic experience.

Elixirs aside, Mitch managed to keep me mostly positive and on the trackless track, like a good host and interviewer. We both had alot of nice & sincere things to say about each other, culture, being genii locorum of Tucson, the feels, and wild shots in the dark at the upcoming mystery that'll be Twin Peaks.

So if you readers have always wondered what I really sound like, and exactly what that blog on the laugh's truly about, give the podcast a listen, and if you like it, do subscribe as there's more Dark Entries meets Ruminations From The Red Room to come.

[It's all about Shelly the Waitress' cherry pie.]

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While a mostly happy bookstore fixture for over two decades, Guillermo Maytorena IV is currently willing to entertain your serious proposals for employment as a literary/cinema critic, goth journalist, castellan, airship pilot/crewperson, investigative mythologist, or assisting in a craft brewery. Should you be connected to any of the above or equally interesting endeavours, do contact him via LinkedIn or G+.

my digital migration.

After the double collapse of ImGoth, and the recent closure of Darklinks, I find myself re-building my datacastle at G+. While it lacks the dark focus & subcultural fostering of my previous cyberhomes, there's a large subset of Gothic community on here, plus a greater pool of the scene's past & present Gotherati, along with non-scene people whom I know & love from my life in Tucson. In migrating here I'm going to re-post a fair amount of photos, and more importantly, writing. For those of you who've followed me on either of those previous sites you'll immediately recognize the content, and for my new circles a bunch of blox in your feed ranging from the painfully confessional, reviews of literature & cinema, episodic life commentary, pensive essays, bits of fiction, old polls, and seriously over-passionate fanboy subject surveys. Honestly it's years of stuff, so I'm also writing this as a coming-your-way-heads-up in case the cross-posting from Blogger doesn't retro-date the shares to G+ back to when it was originally penned in the stream of things, and you find yourself asking, "Why is he just now reviewing this 20-year-old film?", or other equally anachronistic observations. Odds are I'm keeping it in my writer's portfolio as a showpiece, so bear with me.

Maybe it's just first impressions of G+, but there's something obtuse about how this social network's set up: indirectness of messaging, the presentation of another's feed over their own profile's about, the small and nearly unidentifiable roundel for initial identification, the aggregation of postings over the proactive visitation of profiles, and the one-sided classification system of placing others into groups they (and likewise you) will never be aware of, thus shunting the complication/simplicity of honesty aside to never truly know where you stand with people, and the near-infinite amount of sharing over folks actually bothering to take their own photos or write their own material. And even if it were one's own material you took time to work on, you lose ownership in a sense, as it becomes secondarily attributed -- they're just chunklets of infotaining data floating in an amorphous pool, a pool which dilutes authorship. And while one can restrict sharing to prevent this, unless you've accrued 1M+ followers, your tree falls in the forest for no one to hear.

Yet what's also stunning are the 4.5K+ views I've gotten in under one month. On those previous niche sites it'd've taken me years to accrue that many hits. And while that observation sounds like it's about ego, it's not -- it's about connectivity and the opportunity that arises when the doors it can knock upon multiplies exponentially.

Ultimately I'm hanging my black hat here for stability. Google's not going anywhere except into the far future. It pwns the internet aggregation game, acquired YouTube, figured out more effective online video conferencing, has bottomless pockets, and gave visionary Ray Kurzweil a carte blanche lab to engineer immortality for us (+1 that!). Such quests for innovation & permanence (hopefully) means that this is the last time I cut 'n' paste my long-accrued virtuality from one screen to another and can instead spend my time on more creative endeavours for you before eventually tagging it into an uploaded version of my wholly conscious cerebral singularity matrix.

Welcome to Guillermo the IVth, v.3.0.

While a mostly happy bookstore fixture for over two decades, Guillermo Maytorena IV is currently willing to entertain your serious proposals for employment as a literary/cinema critic, goth journalist, castellan, airship pilot/crewperson, investigative mythologist, or assisting in a craft brewery. Should you be connected to any of the above or equally interesting endeavours, do contact him via LinkedIn or G+.