The Signal From David Katznelson
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The Signal is a curated newsletter that is a manifestation of my daily quest to find unexpected articles, poetry, records, and ideas that are inspirational and exciting…that deserve to be paid attention to. To me, the world is on fire, and instead of creating a newsletter that is a mere echo chamber of the stories being read everywhere else, I created a newsletter for those seeking something different. In addition to offering commentary and delving deeper into what resonates as interesting or important to me, The Signal is a celebration of art and music and literature and science...of the strange and weird aspects of our world...of incredible thinkers and doers...of the great journalism lost within the small publications scattered about the Internet. Source
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Search ArticlesThe Soundscape of Invisible Men
Along with the guitar onslaught of the late 70s/early 80s punk rock wave, there was a full-bore experimental electronically anchored revolution. Better said, at its earliest moments, punk scensters like Suicide and The Screamers pushed their chaos through a synthetic meat grinder creating alien sounds that were sometimes met with even more derision and head-scratching than any of the bastard children of the Ramones and Sex Pistols.
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“I dream, therefore I exist.”― August Strindberg In our modern age, most anything is searchable on the internet, discoverable with a few clicks in the right wiki direction. The more obscure the information, the more robust the Reddit page, with amateur hour thoughts and theses infinitely scrolling towards some sort of Truth about the subject at hand. And now the false prophet of AI makes omniscience seem a mere search away.
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Some of my all-time favorite bands are those that weave different genres together to make a new sound, a fresh sound…something totally unique and exciting. Los Lobos, blending Cumbia, blues, punk, rock and roll, soul…and so much else. Perfect example. Another: The Pogues fusing traditional Irish fare with punk, folk, rock…sometimes even norteño.
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My appreciation of art starts with my mom, Doris Katznelson. An artist in her own right, my mom exposed me to art from my very beginnings, whether it was watching her paint at home, showing me interesting details of her favorite works at The Legion Of Honor (I learned how to count on The Thinker’s toes), or when she spent the afternoon with me at the Tate Gallery in London when I was 8, finding the interesting objects in legendary paintings, a fantastic way to begin to study the artform.
The Boots are Banging (New Unearthed Greatness From The Velvet Underground, Television, The Modern Lovers and more!)
It is beguiling to me what still gets unearthed as far as newfound recordings of beloved bands, and the music of unknown artists from various eras (De Frank Kakra!). Each year that goes by keeps bringing opportunities to plug into never-before-available wild sounds of yore that go from sheer blasts of excitement to game-changing redefiners of their respective music world. Artist legacies added to, sometimes changed forever.
When The Wanderer Put The Band Back Together
Dion and the Belmont’s rare 1966 reunion record Together Again, originally released on ABC Records, was digitally reissued last week, and with it a wonderful look into an era of Dion’s career that while not commercially successful, was filled with artistic inspiration and evolution.
Growing Up With Howie
15 years ago this week, on January 18th 2011, KUSF was trenchantly ripped from the airwaves. It happened during DJ Schmeejay’s morning show, where an intruder came into the studio and turned off the signal. Just like that. No death star hope-and-a-pray shot for explosion, just a simple flick of a switch.
The Shining Lights of 2025
Ahh, 2025 is done. Gone with all of its complexity, chaos, beauty, darkness, love, loss and the rest. I have been hearing from many that they are so thankful that this year is coming to an end. Good riddance. And yet I wonder if I hear that every year. If it always just feels good to end one experience with the hope of new beginnings offering at least a glimpse of a better one (which we do seem to need more that ever). Yes, 2025 was a complex year.
I do spend a hell of a lot of time in the past. You know, that time before where everything gets fuzzier the farther you go back…where what seemed real gets more bent as the years drain through the decades, redefining, reimagining…narratives being reshaped by new narrators. John Keats talks of art as the beautiful leave behind of past human experience.
A Hurricane That Opened A Universe
Sometime in the late nineties, I pulled out a used copy of Swedish author Par Lagerkvist’s The Dwarf from the shelf of Tin Can Mailman, an Arcata used bookstore (that is still open for business) and bought it after flipping through a few pages intrigued by the spite and venom inflicted by the main character, a court jester, page after page.