DJ Poolhouse is woke, with based aesthetics
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EXTENDED PLAY by DJ POOLHOUSE
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7 original machine art-produced songs in an ELECTRO ROCK style by DJ Poolhouse.
I am very excited to share this playful and highly imaginative musical collection with you when it drops via BACKKLASH next Friday!
not only is this deranged and insulting and indicative of the asinine response to this film that I’ve come to loathe, but this woman was absolutely ROBBED
Gwen Guthrie - Ain’t Nothin Goin On But the Rent (1986) was a Paradise Garage classic written & produced by Guthrie herself and boasting a classic mix by Larry Levan himself. timeless sound that sits at the intersection of disco, dub and electro-funk. can you guess which Poolhouse
Billy (the film’s actual star) and Holmes represent postwar America: the soft-but-masc vitalist who is white (but also Jewish) and the not-quite-ready for prime time autistic entrepreneurial girlboss momager behind him. they invite in their media-trickster collaborator, mistakenly believing their shared objectives to be one and the same. instead, their entire world order is upended. moms in jail, dads a gay cokehead, and the jewish instigator is gonna win an Oscar. America 2026!
one final thought: I’m surprised more people haven’t compare YCSE to Fellini’s 8 1/2. both films are about primarily about authorship within their respective media ages, exploring what happens when the control freak auteur begins to lose control of the situation he’s controlling
main reason I loathed YCSE was that I sensed its makers are PORNOGRAPHERS OF TRUTH, possessed by an almost fetishistic compulsion to mislead. 2/3 of the film is spent moralizing about documentary ethics, all while flagrantly violating virtually every principle of the form I’ve ever heard of. only to result in something that I admit was fascinating to watch, but was certainly not a documentary. oh, and btw:
from from the opening title, the filmmakers seem to be confessing to us that they can’t be trusted. the title YOU CAN SEE EVERYTHING is projected over a beach horizon, but the horizon is slightly askew, leaving part of the last word dipping just beneath it. the letters are slightly clipped. a perfect little confession masquerading as a visual flourish: you can’t actually see EVERYTHING. in documentary, you can only see what the filmmakers allow you to see. here, they seem to announce that even what they claim to show you is being partially concealed. a curious bit of soft disclosure hiding in plain sight.
main reason I loathed YCSE was that I sensed its makers are PORNOGRAPHERS OF TRUTH, possessed by an almost fetishistic compulsion to mislead. 2/3 of the film is spent moralizing about documentary ethics, all while flagrantly violating virtually every principle of the form I’ve ever heard of. only to result in something that I admit was fascinating to watch, but was certainly not a documentary. oh, and btw:
main reason I loathed YCSE was that I sensed its makers are PORNOGRAPHERS OF TRUTH, possessed by an almost fetishistic compulsion to mislead. 2/3 of the film is spent moralizing about documentary ethics, all while flagrantly violating virtually every principle of the form I’ve ever heard of. only to result in something that I admit was fascinating to watch, but was certainly not a documentary. oh, and btw:
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When someone has me blocked it’s like wow you must really hate high conflict gay men who enjoy annoying people
I’m getting nervous that they aren’t gonna suspend democrazy and cancel the elections and I’m gonna have to read this hefty-ass voters guide.. can someone send reassurance that I can put this off another week?
I am so unbelievably offended by this crock of shit film and I am exploring ALL legal options available to me at this time. please reach out if you’re interested in joining my class action lawsuit — we can never get the time back, but I do believe compensation is possible!
I am not really a snob at all. except when it comes to Alamo Drafthouse-style gluttony cinema. I love the vibe of all aspects of those EXCEPT for the actual exhibitory experience. I do not not want to watch a film surrounded by people getting jacked off by Korean robots as they are force fed lasagna milkshakes and pasta salad enemas while some wokeproof modern indie instaclassic is being broadcast from a thumb drive. thanks anyway. I’m not interested in experiences where you can smell the letterboxd.
if Im gonna go see YOU CAN SEE EVERYTHING (2026) knowing full well it is both mass informatics occult initiatory ritual and exquisitely sourced mindslop for the slackjawyim … well then it would have to be at private transhumanist-techlord-AIntichrist funded screening to make it worthwhile, no? 🤔
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You know what tf I'm talkin about
when the boys tell you to put on a song on the touchtunes, sobriety status or not, if you have the means to do it, you fucking do it.
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