Nine37 is a loose collective of artists, culture warriors and community members who aim to enrich their life by creating and exhibiting artwork as well as supporting the development of youth artists. We have published books, zines and music compilations, as well as put on art and music shows across the country, with a major focus on the community transforming Five Town Massive in Bristol, VT

Thursday, November 29, 2007

December 1, Burlington VT Mini Massive

On December 26th, 2007, The Five Town Massive will take over the quiet town of Bristol, VT for it's NINTH EDITION - four days of live music, art, and short film from VT and beyond.

On December 1, there will be an event at Kriya Studios, featuring Live music, art and short film - a taste of the four day MASSIVE. It costs 5 dollars and all proceeds will go toward funding the new community tradition of THE FIVE TOWN MASSIVE!

Sunday, November 25, 2007

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Brooklyn, NY
November 25, 2007

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Saturday, November 24, 2007

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Brooklyn, NY
November 22, 2007

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Brooklyn, NY
November 22, 2007

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Thursday, November 22, 2007

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Brooklyn, NY
November 18, 2007

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Tuesday, November 20, 2007

November 15th at Rererato, PDX

Shermstixx opened the night with a composition created earlier that day that rolled through waves of synth glory.

Weather Exposed Skeleton Music has been playing with Chris Cantino over the past few months - they emerge from the shadow as Saudade.

We also saw a great performance from Michael Hall:

As well as some fantastic live beats created with a sample pedal and a bunch of random objects (plastic bags, mouth harp, and one of those paddle-ball rackets that make a boom sound) backing personal female vocals by EET.
Good night had by all, we retired to the new Castle Grayskull to drink beers and listen to the minutemen. WORD

Monday, November 19, 2007

[adventures in dementia] autumn in vermont picture jamboree part 1

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[Josef Shafer] The Massive, Bristol, Vermont

December 26th-29th, 2007. Bristol, Vermont. Be There...

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[adventures in dementia] autumn in vermont picture jamboree part 2

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[adventures in dementia] autumn in vermont picture jamboree part 3

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Friday, November 02, 2007

[adventures in dementia] musica

the rabbit hole has become tea with dream queens, plus elemental alchemy , plate techtonic harmonics and all we could do have all been remixed and remastered. check it out.

lyrics to tea with dream queens:
i take tea with dream queens, speak of things we've seen, find a reason for feeling my beings a broken down playground for angels and daemons. neither succeeding but if either falters see resolve dissolve like salt into water as vicious fish feed on wishes missed in a land of stained glass mansions ripped to bits by bricks. i sit in the ruin of beauty, shackled to the smoke stacks that take the place of fruit trees whose loose leaves freed by smooth breeze screamed colors in the end, no sound but wind as they'd blanket the ground, now cement foundation in the midst of a wasteland. lets face it, i'm the sun of a country that rapes sacred ancients run on hungry tummies and the pouring of pavement. escaped basic enslavement to make this statement: all i'm asking is to live in a fashion where people are capable of conjuring some sort of compassion. shatter established savage learned patterns of past, burn frigid bridges map paths in the ash. smash the hour glass open, fashion castles in the sand, sing the songs we sang before the dawn of man. in the past on the grassland masked dance reenacts stories and myths that are actually fact. back before division eclipsed intuitions wisdom we lived within elliptical rhythms. a fission splintered existence into factions now prisons replace simple interactions. a graceless fall from graceful relations, i meditate and wait for the day when we awaken forsaken imagination, make grapes from raisins create substance where space had been. stay patient with limitations make them useful, two sides to every sword: the ugly and the beautiful. to be truthful i house both good and evil, forever together, i exist as all people. full spectrum collection, like light reflect in prism, splits infinity, many i's as insect vision. hell is repetition, the only sin is coercion heavens the condition of two bodies merging, the virgin and the slut, secular and sacred, molecular awakening in bodies lying naked. everything the same, it all became plain, men as straw dogs, women, paper cranes. in the hour of now, watch a new dawn rise, there beauty in the view even thru polluted skies. purify the poison, heal and live again, give something real, feel and befriend, sip from loves cup, sup on earth's pleasures fuel all your fires and fly with your feathers. endeavor for heaven for over-extendence bests resting forever then clutching at remnants. when its cold and dark and hearts start to harden, stay out of stasis and grow like a garden. fear has no basis, theres no need to cower. leave needless weeds, reseed them with flowers. in after hour shadows scour city back roads jack tractors and backhoes smash the grid with an axe so grass grows through the cracks. wear squares back down to round shapes as before the human race replaced the way of apes. face the past and the future but reside in the present, stay wide eyed to life, savor every second. as summer sun becomes wind and rain through the storm we're reborn, laugh to mask pain and grow from the strain, so it goes from birth, turn cruelty into beauty help to heal the hurt. walk upon this earth, but we're only human beings so i take tea with dream queens, speak of things we've seen.

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