Some of my work will be part of a one-day exhibition called “Portraits”, in Tokyo. Held at Longfellow Salon in Chuo-ku, the mixed-media exhibit will include music, painting, poetry and wet plate photography. I am also super excited that the show includes some of my brother Ben Peipert’s fantastic photomontage work. If you are in Tokyo, please try to make it!
Happy holidays from The Mistleturds!
It was so much fun to work with (immediate) family and friends on this song. It’s sort of an homage to a certain kind of punk from an earlier era – loud, fast, silly and shitty.
Please listen, download and share here!
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I’m pretty excited. A series of short writings I did is going to be part of a live performance this Friday. The performance is part of the official opening show at Nachtbrötchen Gallery in Roermond, the Netherlands.
My writing – called Blue Heron – will be incorporated into a mixed-culture shamanistic production by Germany-based artist Nate Anspaugh, with music by Sheonator Pseak.
Chances are you won’t be in the Netherlands this weekend, but I hope to have some video to share soon!
“To the Brim Again” is, at its core, an ode to drinking. I wrote the words back in February of this year, so the piece is definitely informed by the pandemic, but I hope it captures something more timeless. I was lucky enough to collaborate with the fantastically talented musician Mark R. Heath on this spoken song, and I couldn’t be happier with the end result. It leans heavily on reverie, but also journeys grandly through other moods and intensities.
You can listen to the song on Bandcamp here!
To read the original piece, you can find it here.
So one night recently I stayed up late writing a sermon. Well, not a real sermon.
My idea was that the piece of writing could become the basis of a song, so I approached a couple of talented musicians and they were onboard with the idea.
What they created is amazing – reminiscent of Depeche Mode or Bauhaus’ Peter Murphy, maybe. Singer Blair Dean contributed his growling croon, and MMA provided his distinctively shimmering industrial throb. Tongues Are Speaking is a dark wave synth song that stays true to the original piece of writing – taking on prosperity theology and all of its problematic promises.
I am so pleased to be part of this project.
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