Posts Tagged: Thailand

And The Clocks Were Striking Thirteen XII

THAILAND // APRIL 2017

Ghost Rider VIII

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2015

Animal Farm XVIII

The dog with no eyes

Guest post by the wonderful James Austin Farrell

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2016

The Walls Are Screaming XXXXI

THAILAND // JUNE 2015

Punk Never Die V

THAILAND // MARCH 2017

The Walls Are Screaming XXXIX

As Thais experience more and more military surveillance, it is wise to keep one’s political views to oneself.

THAILAND // JUNE 2015

You Know You Want One XXII

THAILAND // FEBRUARY 2016

Humans Outside New York XXXXVIII

THAILAND // JULY 2016

Punk Never Die IV

THAILAND // MARCH 2017

I Fall On My Knees Every Sunday XV

Meanwhile, back in Thailand, depiction of unpalatable suffering in Buddhist temple.

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

Obey IV

Miniature War Pigs

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

You Know You Want One XVIII

THAILAND // JULY 2017

The Walls Are Screaming XXXVIII

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2016

I Fall On My Knees Every Sunday XIII

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

Panem et Circenses VII

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

Humans Outside New York XXXXII

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2016

Humans Outside New York XXXXI

Mud trance at the Phi Ta Khon ghost festival.

THAILAND // JUNE 2004

Love In The Age Of Intolerance XIII

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

Blame The Parents XIV

THAILAND // MARCH 2017

Animal Farm XVII

THAILAND // FEBRUARY 2015

Fuck Everything XVIII

Had enough? Fuck everything!

THAILAND // MARCH 2017

Blame The Parents XIII

Young tattoo artist at Bangkok Tattoo Expo

THAILAND // MARCH 2017

Blame The Parents XII

THAILAND // MARCH 2017

Entartete Kunst X

THAILAND // APRIL 2017

Entartete Kunst VIIII

THAILAND // MAY 2017

And The Clocks Were Striking Thirteen IV

“Owning and maintaining a fraud had a way of gradually demoralizing one. And yet from a social standpoint it had to be done, given the absence of the real article.”

Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep – Philip K Dick

THAILAND // MAY 2017

Love in the Age of Intolerance XI

THAILAND // NOVEMBER 2016

Humans Outside New York XXXIII

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2016

You Know You Want One XV

THAILAND // DECEMBER 2016

Humans Outside New York XXXII

Happy New Year from Thailand

THAILAND // APRIL 2017

Blame The Parents X

The face of a true vegetarian at the Phuket Vegetarian Festival.

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2004

Making America Great Again VIIII

With Pepsi currently being in the media for producing the world’s most insensitive ad in Thailand, here’s a new campaign idea….

THAILAND // JANUARY 2017

Panem et Circenses V

Butt Play

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2016

Blame The Parents VIIII

Chuck Berry exercise books for sale in Thai supermarket.

THAILAND // FEBRUARY 2017

I Fall On My Knees Every Sunday VII

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

Fuck Everything XVI

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2016

Love in the Age of Intolerance VIIII

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

Entartete Kunst VII

A cheerful visit to the White Temple as a good reminder of our miserable mortality. National artist Chalermchai Kositpipat expects this giant life-project to be finished in 2070. Stay tuned.

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

The Walls Are Screaming XXI

THAILAND // JANUARY 2017

Panem Et Circenses III

Celebrated photo journalist Steve McCurry, who recently started calling himself a ‘visual story teller’ after some of his images were found to be photo-shopped, at the opening of his Lifetime of Work exhibition in Bangkok, posing for selfies with fans in front of his iconic image of Sharbat Gula. Gula who was recently arrested, incarcerated and deported from Pakistan to Afghanistan and while the creator of her portrait, one of the best known photographs in the world, is a celebrity, Gula, the portrait’s subject remains ostracized and disenfranchised.

THAILAND // NOVEMBER 2016

You Know You Want One X

Guest post by Steve Sandford

THAILAND // FEBRUARY 2017

Fuck Everything XIV

THAILAND // JANUARY 2016

Animal Farm XI

Up to a 100 million sharks are killed every year to supply the Chinese thirst for shark fin soup, a dish that tastes of nothing and costs a fortune. The Chinese shark fin mafia is a criminal and global concern, fishing illegally as far away as central America, often in protected waters while paying off weak and corrupt local governments. Once the sharks, the top of the oceanic food chain, are gone, major collapse of some sea creatures is expected. Just another case of greedy fucking humans.

For more information on the illegal killing of sharks for cash, check out Rob Stewart’s excellent documentary Sharkwater.

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2016

The Walls Are Screaming XVI

The crowd surges forward. The singer, a 40 something skinny white guy, screams into the microphone, which has been taped to the top of a camera stand. The room is so hot that water drops from the ceiling. The linoleum is coming off the floor as long torn rolls of dirty plastic. The drums thud like painful bowel movements, the guitars sing like angle-grinders. The entire room feeds back and one has the feeling of being inside the moving turbine of an airliner. But it’s not unpleasant. It´s punk rock. The only lights come from a projector and a bed side table lamp. The bar sells little more than beer. A man in front of me bumps into a big woman who falls heavily. For a second it looks like she is going straight through the floor, but the building remains structurally intact. A young muscular punk with a Mohawk and a T Shirt that reads ‘Teach your children to worship Satan’ is trying to hang sheets across the broken windows – the cops have already been around once tonight, concerned about the noise. The skinny old white guy starts screaming again. The crowd, unkempt, lost souls in need of a wash for the most part, pogo and dance, drink and scream like there’s no tomorrow.
New York? London? Paris? Berlin?

No, this is Bangkok, Thailand. Welcome to the Overstay, the city’ s dirtiest, skuzziest, most alternative music venue and hotel. It’s 3am on a Saturday night and the no-name punk band clears the stage. The audience, young low-budget wasters  – hippies and crusties, punks, freeloaders and the confused – have trolled in from the near-by Khao San Road, Bangkok’s backpacker ghetto, bringing a few Thai night lights – rock chicks, tattooed hard men and other lonely souls with them. There’s one more band to play. Waiting for them is like waiting for the end of the world – everything at the Overstay is slightly apocalyptic, starting with the toilets and including all other aspects of this cheap flop house cum music venue.

In fact, the Overstay is so much more than a hotel, bar or club – in its hallowed existence, the establishment has managed to ignite a shit storm of negative publicity on the Internet, garnering shocked reviews for its one-dollar rooms (free in low season) on Trip Advisor and many other hotel-booking pages. Reviewers gush forth hundreds of words, warning fellow travelers about the pitfalls of the Overstay – dirty, unsafe, noisy as hell, with the foreign owner allegedly enslaving those who can no longer pay into running errands. And yet, some of those very same reviewers stay four nights. Beats me.

Prior to its current incarnation, the Overstay had a much more traditional function. The building, located in Thonburi, east of the Chao Praya River, was a brothel. It’s said that two murders took place in there during its glory days. A resident ghost is rumored to haunt the building, but I never did venture into the toilets and hence missed him/her.
As the next and last band, The Klong Riders, get ready for their show, the audience, tanked on Leo and Chang, the cheapest beers available in Thailand and the only ones for sale at the Overstay, has a chance to meditate on a unique cultural gem – this, for better or worse – is Bangkok’s only squat. It is also the city’s only underground music venue of sorts. The Overstay has no air-con, no cocktails and no chattering ex-pats in ironed polo-shirts with dolled up secretaries in tow. There are no journalists here and even what you might call regular tourists are unlikely to be attracted by the decor and the ambience.

The Overstay is completely horrible and many voices on the Net demand the place is closed down. In 2016, the cops and military busted the place and arrested its owner.Fortunately, the place made a come-back and is still going.

Traditional voices continue to rail against Bangkok’s number one underground venue. It is not safe.  It is a shame to Thailand. It would be an embarrassment in any city, and this makes the Overstay vital in Thailand’s capital, an urban sprawl of eleven million people that boasts no alternative music venues. Virtually no rock bands play in this town and those who do are forever in search of clubs to play. Most night spots are either karaoke-hell meat markets, internationally themed pubs in the worst possible taste, or bright, cool and aspiring spaces for the aforementioned chattering classes and wealthy, bored hipsters. Youth rebellion and RocknRoll don’t quite fit into traditional Thai culture. That’s why there are thousands of disenfranchised kids out on the streets every night with nothing to do, smoking amphetamines and racing their souped-up bikes into early teenage graves (or urns, as local culture and faith prescribes). Unlike their adolescent equivalents elsewhere, these kids have no cultural outlet. And they don’t even have an Overstay, as that is dominated by foreigners.

The Klong Riders hit the stage. That´s a largely metaphorical statement, there is no stage as such. The band plugs in on the third floor and roars off, the crowd shakes and screams, they know they are getting their money’s worth – admission is only a dollar and a half. The singer, a tall skinny guy playing his pitch-black semi-acoustic like a machine gun, vomits up his soul and launches into a surf guitar instrumental loud enough to douse the local community in sonic napalm.

Welcome to the Overstay. Check it out. Just don’t use the toilets.

THAILAND // FEBRUARY 2016

Love In The Age Of Intolerance VIII

THAILAND // OCTOBER 2016

Animal Farm VIIII

THAILAND // DECEMBER 2016

Humans Outside New York XXVIII

It’s Chinese New Year today and The Devil’s Road is cautiously optimistic, despite things being what they are and will be, at the start of the year of the Red Fire Chicken.

THAILAND // FEBRUARY 2015

Ghost Rider II

In the deserts of Sudan
And the gardens of Japan
From Milan to Yucatan
Every woman, every man

Hit me with your selfie stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Je t’adore, ich liebe dich,
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your selfie stick.
Hit me slowly, hit me quick.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the wilds of Borneo
And the vineyards of Bordeaux
Eskimo, Arapaho
Move their body to and fro.

Hit me with your selfie stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Das ist gut! C’est fantastique!
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your selfie stick.
It’s nice to be a lunatic.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
In the dock of Tiger Bay
On the road to Mandalay
From Bombay to Santa Fe
Over hills and far away

Hit me with your selfie stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
C’est si bon, mm? Ist es nicht?
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your selfie stick.
Two fat persons, click, click, click.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Thanks to Ian Dury & The Blockheads

THAILAND // AUGUST 2014

Making America Great Again V

Making America Great Again – Today!

THAILAND // DECEMBER 2016

Love In The Age Of Intolerance VI

THAILAND // NOVEMBER 2016

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