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Clark Ashton Smith, The Crawling Chaos, Artistry

Artistry

Bow down, I am the emperor of dreams. - Clark Ashton Smith
my pre-ramble… :-)

Letter From Clark Ashton Smith About Crawling Chaos And Art - April 14th, 1937

Letter From Clark Ashton Smith About Crawling Chaos And Art

While doing some link rot checking using the Broken Link Checker plugin I came across this old post which is about an old edited letter from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) to August Derluth.

A screenshot is at left – click to enlarge or see the original here.  CAS tells about the creation of The Crawling Chaos by the two authors, showing a natural deference for his friend, Howard Phillips Lovecraft (HPL).

Some people may know that CAS also sculpted, from soapstone if my memory is correct.  The letter mentions some of this, but mainly describes a gripe that all artists have – now, quoting directly from CAS, emphasised & paragraphed for web clarity by me…

I am pleased to hear that the sculptures continue to attract so much favorable attention. I am writing to Sloane, and offering him a copy of The Double Shadow if he hasn’t seen it. . . . On second thought, I’ll mail him an inscribed one anyway.

As to a volume of my stuff, I suppose there is no harm in trying, It makes me pretty sick to remember that at least five publishers asked HPL to submit story-material for a possible book and then turned it down.

It is curious how ready people are to admit the worth of a writer after he is dead, and how goddamned cautious they are about it while he remains alive. Death seems to bring about a sort of crystallization, so to speak. . . .

As for me. I am pretty tough, and come of a hardy and long-lived ancestry. I’ll survive my present difficulties. What the future holds, I am not sure. But I have made up my mind to quit California at the earliest possible date.

Plugging Away

So CAS just kept plugging away.  He never had any money, yet mysteriously, I’ve read nearly all his stuff!!  The bulk of this was some time ago when Panther published stacks of compilations by HPL, CAS and many others.  But, just as CAS mused, he was dead by the time I read them…

The original issues had wonderfully mystical, sometimes horrible, artwork by Bruce Pennington….

Crawling Chaos

When the band (The Crawling Chaos) was formed, it was just Jeff Crowe, Keith Wear & myself.  We all read and devoured everything to do with The Cthulu Mythos – and more! [e.g for myself it led me to Lord Dunsany, Robert Heinlein, Frederik Pohl, Philip K Dick, Daniel Keyes & the rest of SF]

Genius Loci cover

Genius Loci cover

In particular, since there’s only a few folks that now know this, Keith took it upon himself to copy the whole Bruce Pennington cover for the 1st Panther book version of CAS’s Genius Loci.

I scanned my book some time ago and cleaned away the title etc just leaving the work. That’s it, left.

Bedroom Wall

So…….Keith copied the key guts of the thing onto his bedroom wall in Ashington!  The whole wall…

You can see his copy as part of the cover for our first recorded output, Magnum Innoninandum (sic) here:

Crawling Chaos - Magnum Innoninandum (cassette cover)

Crawling Chaos – Magnum Innoninandum (cassette cover)

The original (nicked at Tynemouth) drumkit is there as well as the really noisy HH amp, Jeff’s record player, speakers & discs on the floorof his mum’s living room. Keith did the cover.

The Black Abbott of Puthuum

Genius Loci also includes one of my favourite CAS passages in the description of the Black Abbott.  (I think my favourite story has to be “The Coming of the White Worm“, but that’s for another time).  Anyway, here’s the bit about the black abbott blokey…

To add to their distress, the terrain grew rougher and steeper, and they climbed acclivitous hillsides and went down endlessly into drear valleys. Anon they came to a flat, open, pebbly space. There, all at once, it seemed that the pandemonium of evil noises drew back on every hand, receding and fading into faint, dubious whispers that died at a vast remove. Simultaneously, the circling night thinned out, and a few stars shone in the welkin, and the sharp-spined hills of the desert loomed starkly against a vermilion afterglow. The travelers paused and peered wonderingly at one another in a gloom that was no more than that of natural twilight.

“What new devilry is this?” asked Cushara, hardly daring to believe that the hellish leaguers had vanished.

“I know not,” said the archer, who was staring into the dusk.” “But here, mayhap, is one of the devils.”

The others now saw that a muffled figure was approaching them, bearing a lit lantern made of some kind of translucent horn. At some distance behind the figure, lights appeared suddenly in a square dark mass which none of the party had discerned before. This mass was evidently a large building with many windows.

The figure, drawing near, was revealed by the dim yellowish lantern as a black man of immense girth and tallness, garbed in a voluminous robe of saffron such as was worn by certain monkish orders, and crowned with the two-horned purple hat of an abbot. He was indeed a singular and unlooked-for apparition: for if any monasteries existed amid the barren reaches of Izdrel, they were hidden and unknown to the world. Zobal, however, searching his memory, recalled a vague tradition he had once heard concerning a chapter of negro monks that had flourished in Yoros many centuries ago. The chapter had long been extinct, and the very site of its monastery was forgotten. Nowadays there were few blacks anywhere in the kingdom, other than those who did duty as eunuchs guarding the seraglios of nobles and rich merchants

The animals began to display a certain uneasiness at the stranger’s approach.

“Who art thou?” challenged Cushara, his fingers tightening on the haft of his weapon.

The black man grinned capaciously, showing rows of discolored teeth whose incisors were like those of a wild dog. His enormous unctuous jowls were creased by the grin into folds of amazing number and volume; and his eyes, deeply slanted and close together, seemed to wink perpetually in pouches that shook like ebon jellies. His nostrils flared prodigiously; his purple, rubbery lips drooled and quivered, and he licked them with a fat, red, salacious tongue before replying to Cushara’s question. [isn’t this bit amazing? – SP]

“I am Ujuk, abbot of the monastery of Puthuum,” he said, in a thick voice of such extraordinary volume that it appeared almost to issue from the earth under his feet. “Methinks the night has overtaken you far from the route of travelers. I bid you welcome to our hospitality.”

So, buy the book, or read the whole story here.

Bow down: I am the emperor of dreams?

(clue – “The Hashish Eater”)
Bow down: I am the emperor of dreams;
I crown me with the million-colored sun
Of secret worlds incredible, and take
Their trailing skies for vestment when I soar….

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Co Durham and Utah Weirder Than I Imagined

Link Rot

Fingernail Lady

Fingernail Lady

While clearing up some link-rot on this website, mainly due to me moving the image locations and insertion methods, I came across the picture of the weird woman and her nails from earlier this year.  That’s her at right, with a link to the original nail-biting tale of her heart-rending car crash and it’s aftermath.

Salt lake City, Utah!

Home of a zillion scams and scammers (see google-revolution-different-name-same-scam and more-on-google-profits-and-pacific-webworks, for instance).  Location of a strange moral code, and now, I’ve just noticed, residence of the fingernail lady.  I never noticed first-time round.

County Durham Credit Card Thieves

UK Online Fraud Map

UK Online Fraud Map

Amazingly, given the connections between the UTAH scams and a host of County Durham addresses located in small, former industrial towns, it now appears that the similarly small village of Shildon is a credit card crime capital of Britain! (see Shildon: An unlikely crime capital).  In this separate article, Small town ‘online crime hotspot’, it’s reported that,

Last year, 24% of all internet purchases there were made using stolen credit card details

The News of the World goes one better and says,

A shocking 26.8 per cent of all transactions made in the tiny County Durham town (population just 10,000) used stolen card details.

For a little place, made famous as the departure point for the very first passenger train in the world (27 September 1825) because that was where the workshops were, it’s a rather ignominious claim to have on it’s scorecard.

But in light of the scammy folk not far away hanging round Consett, not that surprising.  It’s well-known that a criminal in one field does not have much regard for many other laws either.  That’s one of the reason’s that coppers pull dodgy looking cars with a tail-light out……

Old-Time law

Shildon Workers

Shildon Workers (see Rules here)

Now contrast this modern behaviour with the ‘rules’ listed for employees of the Stockton & Darlington Railway when it started, like for these gentlemen in the coal truck.

They got fined a shilling for everything, no matter how small!

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Broken Links and Plane Stupid

I use a plugin to keep a handle on “link rot” called Broken Link Checker, and today I noticed a link on this post, The Man Who Ate the World – by Frederik Pohl was off.

Checking the Plane Stupid website, I found this message:

Site off-line

The Plane Stupid website is currently down for legal reasons. For press inquiries, please email [email protected]

There’s not much on Google yet, but I found this posting on London Net:

Climate Change Activists Face £2.2M Bill for Stansted Stunt

From the article, about half the protesters have been fined small amounts, the rest nowt.  The £2.2m bill is coming from o’leery’s leg thrombosis-ing Ryan Air.

This all stinks just like the miner’s strike.  During the “riots” many were arrested, none were convicted, and when early death and industrial illness claims were made against British Coal, they all got ripped off by big business slitherin lawyers.

So not only the government is seeking to stifel free speech and peaceful demonstrations, but big business is too under the banner of “lost trade”.

oleery will have loads of lost trade when the fuel runs out.  That’s what the demo was about.  In a strange way, it was trying to save his business by extending it’s life by more thoughtful use of the Earth’s limited resources.

As I’m fond of pointing out, our current society is un-sustainable.  This means it will end whether we like it or not.  NO amount of law suits will bring it back.

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Permalink Structure Change

This site has had a bit of a jiggle in the background recently and the most recent thing I’ve done is to adjust the permalink structure to /%post_id%/%postname%/.

I’ve done this as

  • I like to put posts into several categories – which would give multiple SEO entries – which is bad.. (don’t tell me to use one category – it’s how my brain works! ;-)
  • I want a unique post entry so that there is no possible chance of post confusion
  • I don’t need the date parts suggested in most blogs as the calendar thing should still work…
  • I want the shortest, most descriptive and UNIQUE post entry/title/thingy

To make sure I haven’t got link rot (as I found here), I’ve used a plugin rather than twiddling with .htaccess. This is Dean’s Permalinks Migration Plugin Version 1.0. However, it’s got a bug apparently so the fix is here in this Weblog Tools Collection post, or download here from g30rg3 Blog or from WordPress here.

This has started as since installing Alex King’s 404 Notifier I’ve noticed a few oddities shooting back to me. One type of thing is this which I take as the RSS option:

404 URL:

Referring URL:

User Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows; U; Windows NT 5.1; en-US; rv:1.8.1.6) Gecko/20070725 Firefox/2.0.0.6

It’s some sort of search I guess. Doing a whois on eclub.lv and a google search on various parts of the string shows lots of weirdness on the web that I still haven’t cracked. The main things are that

  • I never wrote a page like anything there,
  • I’ve chopped down my translation widgets
  • the “chives” bit is archive truncated which is why I’ve changed the permalinks to see what happens
  • I’ve got folders like “de” blocked in the robots.txt file so they shouldn’t be searched by legitimate robot engines. It’s normally is added to the post address when the translation engine plugin is installed.
  • I’ve tried a few translators. They all have the extra folder effect.

Watch this space, I guess.

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