Wednesday, December 1, 2010

New Solo LP..Post No Brad Hamers..Finally OUT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Over 3 & 1/2 years in the making, Brad Hamers second official solo effort is finally here!
Post No Dreams is Brad’s most conceptually cohesive and accomplished work yet.
Capturing what wasn’t taken to the zoo before it was freed, this album is a snapshot of the (in-fashion) chains we find ourselves in, a hole one can only dig themselves out of. Most songs were conceived out of an unshaven and woolly keyboard with its heavy heart caught in an amplifier, rotted and humming; and recorded onto a computer from the last ice age with buboes. Layered with shit drums and cassette fuzz, almost all of the album’s 13 tracks evolved out of old keyboard sketches and then grew new body parts and extra clothes from there. It is sooty and astral. It is lo-fi and fizzes. It is for the pensive and the head-sick. For the sleepless and the sleeping. For the myth-less and the mixed-up. The album features some accompanying instrumentation by Big Pauper (the other half of Two Ton Sloth), who also mixed and mastered the album in its entirety. And as with all of Brad’s work, this album is best listened to while alone and reading along with the lyrics.


Tuesday, November 30, 2010

New Big Pauper Video

"First Trimester. Second Month." From the Vanishing Twin EP (Token
Recluse Recordings)
available FREE at

More free music from Big Pauper at

Video by Moondog

Big Pauper drops NEW FREE EP!

From Circle Into Square:
"Take a gaze through the looking glass and in to the strange and surreal world of acclaimed electronic producer Big Pauper (Portland, OR's Drew McIntyre). You will bare witness to a dust-ridden phantom planet consumed by tape hiss, driven by earth mother's waning rhythm and haunted by discarded memories of the collective consciousness. You'll see the stars align with la luna, you'll feel the walls of time closing in on you and you'll hear the haunting cosmic flicker of mind at large! "Cops Eat Flowers" is your FREE introduction to said planet. With this extended play release Pauper primarily builds his atmospheric hip hop instrumentals from discarded artifacts and an army of analog mutants. Your typical Pauper tune comes densely loaded with hundreds of B-movie snippets and self-help cassette narratives. The aural palette lying within the mighty Arp 2600 synthesizer finds itself littered through-out as well (most notably so on the Aphex Twin-ish "Now & Forever Hopeful"). Aside from the waxing and waning of relationships (an apparent album theme here) a big inspiration on this particular release is Zeb Love X's VHS-cut n' paste production for the classic KMD release, "Black Bastards," an album Pauper recommends over any other hip hop release.

Cops Eat Flowers is like relaxing with your favorite schlock giallo flick (maybe a Master P movie is more appropriate) after a long day of play... or walking through the woods at night with a head full of red lebanese. Whatever way you liken it, you are sure to enjoy your peer off the deep end and in to the abyss of dust waiting for you in "Cops Eat Flowers!" Don't forget, Pauper's full length, "Beyond My Means," is scheduled to drop in April from Circle In To Square.

So... g'won, drink the kool-aid. Pauper mixed it up reaaaal good for ya'll. Cheers".


Jennifer Griffo is showing New Work at The Goodfoot's BIG 100 show..this Thursday

3 nights only. Cash & Carry. Everything is $50. Hope to see you there.

New Art by Jennifer Griffo (from recent and upcoming shows)

Jennifer will be showing 15 pieces in the upcoming BIG 100 show at The Goodfoot on Thursday evening (12/02/2010). Come buy some inexpensive art. Everything is $ and carry. Tell a friend.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

DOPE NEW VIDEO: Big Pauper - Prairie Fire (Ambient Edit)

Video from the FREE "Cops Eat Flowers" EP by Big Pauper.
Available for download October 26th 2010 from Circle In To Square.

Special thanks go to Sam Green & Bill Siegel.
More Big Pauper HERE
More Weather Underground sentiment: CLICK HERE

Circuit bent Atari Video Music (C-240) BY BIG PAUPER

By Big Pauper: "I've been modifying Atari Video Music units to do my evil bidding. If you are unfamiliar with them, they were Atari's failed venture in to stereo visualizers (circa late seventies).... they produce blocky nauseating visuals to whatever sound you run through them. My bent version features much nicer visuals, a glitch patchbay, patchable potentiometers and best of all... composite video! I will post better video of the actual unit shortly."

Hit up Big Pauper HERE if you are interested in a bent version or if you'd like Big Pauper to bend yours. He also does commission bent video pieces.

Music: "Limp Dick (Computer Edit)" by Big Pauper

Big Pauper's Beautiful Circuit Bent Video Works

Fritz Box v. 2

Fritz Box v. 2

This is the first in a series of fritz boxes utilizing the same primitive video circuit. It is based on the same circuitry as the first one only it has been improved upon greatly. More solid glitch design, physical build and reliable results. The circuit was built in to some bizarre old motel pay-tv speaker box designed to look like a stack of books. Very kitschy. It utilizes a patchable telegraph for rhythmic MPC-like cuing of distortions. It also has a nice blue light faintly seen in the photo upon powering it on. Movie of this in action coming soon.

Fritzbox v. 1 (prototype)

Fritzbox v. 1 (prototype)

This is a prototype of what Big Pauper's come to call the fritz box. It is a patchable video glitch synth capable of a wide array of visual distortions. It is excellent at creating many different forms of "poor communication." A wide array of static, snow & fuzz. It also has a line in that can create visual distortions to the voltage fluctuation in music (something Big Pauper likes to make standard on all this stuff). This synth was built in to an old antique turntable box making it too delicate for sale.


Trouble-Online Presents Frietboer - Kaputix (Mini Beat Tapes - episode one)


some older video art fom Big Pauper

anonymous poem (found in our inbox)

'Up Your Ass'

today I'm depressed
I comb through old lovers in my mind
draft letters to them that I'll never send

Send them letters that I've never written
Try to hold my composure and look cool
not let on that I'm in love

My Doris. Would you like to know how I seek out for you and all the others
to fill me up.
But it's you I want to fill.

My Lesley do you know you represent the over sexualized synonym.
How I fantasize over my sink of you and that night you gave me the scare.
In your ass with you passed out in the fridge
How I cried out when you passed out in my arms.

And then I think of Africa and the big black snake.
I was told the man in the house will put a spell on you and sneak it up
your butt.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Brad Hamers & Jennifer Griffo in ART OPENING THIS THURS.(9/20)

"I am, therefore I think #4" at the Goodfoot (2845 SE Stark, Portland, OR). It is part illustrative memoir, part social commentary show. There are over 75 artists with over 300 works, and a variety of mediums (etching, painting, drawing, photography, collage, etc). Opens Last Thursday of the month (THIS THURSDAY), Sept 30th from 5-11pm. Show stays up until Oct 26th. Come and check out some of the latest work by Brad Hamers and Jennifer Griffo.


Big Pauper has been working on creating a collection of virtual instruments based on the world-renowned circuit bent electronic instrument designs of Arius Blaze & Ben Houston of Folktek. After over one year in the making and utilizing over 30 grand worth of gear, the Token Recluse outfit is proud to offer you the Folktek Collection volume one. It features sixty five high quality sample based virtual instruments utilizing Native Instrument's awesome software-sampler, Kontakt. Folktek is responsible for cultivating a unique and cutting edge sound. The Folktek Collection Volume One gives the producers working in avant garde, ambient, dance, electronic, noise and soundtrack their cutting edge sounds for a fraction of the price (Folktek instruments go from anywhere in between 400 and 4000 dollars). Come & visit the web site they had built for the occasion... you can check out sound samples, download demo instruments & buy your copy from what is the beginning of the New Folktek Site. CLICK HERE

Saturday, September 25, 2010


One of only a few goodnight kisses left from the ol' Token Recluse label. Big Pauper coming at you with a free unannounced three-track EP of symphonic ambeince and noise. "First Month, Second Trimester" is like an epic new age cassette melting on a sun-bleached dashboard somewhere. It follows the alleged Cynthia through her short but eventful two months in the womb. "Valor In To Dreams" reminds me of how dope the circuit bent medium is. Unwieldy and unpredictable, this one is not for the faint of heart. The album closer "Runaway Bunny" is a serene moog piece with written symphonic accompaniment featuring the beloved Shannon Steele playing the violin parts and also featuring three very talented cellists. Don't forget that Big Pauper has both a FREE mini-lp (October) & full length LP (February) coming out from Circle Into Square.


Monday, July 26, 2010

an excerpt of "Grandfather Clock" (the history of bells) by Brad Hamers

every five minutes he
needs to be reminded that she didn't leave him
the gun is so well hidden someone hopes it goes off
pills are like doors only someone else has the master key to
she can't tell him it's not a prison
they haven't spoken since she bent over to pick something up
it's been physical therapy (since)
every audience member with a wad full of silly putty
every piece of newsprint faded from the photocopier's light
each day the sun became closer to being a Canon
the moments became more like counterfeit currency
every five minutes he needs to be reminded she's in the hospital
the nurse-bell is so well hidden no one knows it's a special event (or commemoration)
he doesn't know the person in gloves administering his medication
she can't tell him (we) hope he dies soon
they haven't spoken in over fiftyfour meals
some bells were invented for war and just burning things down
each day was another layer of sun
one more copy of the copy
no one can tell him what had happened 2 weeks ago
some bells lasted two&ahalf centuries (the audience clapping out into infinity)
we were tourists in a museum
tongues like bells behind glass
ziggurats to-be bell-towers counting the rings in our ears
the clock can be heard over long distances
the origin was a tree we carried from house to house
the roadrunner-clock left in his condo was a 78rpm record
every time it hit twelve
something no one could carry for too long on their mind
every five steps produces five more to climb
some bells
were too large
were (built) clamped mouth down (stuck inside a fire alarm)
the gun might as well not even exist
pills were seven more pieces of mail to open
each day he seems to lose himself a little more
(she can't tell him who he was)
a photocopier becoming obsolete
(less need for actual pieces of paper)
they haven't spoken in over fourteen signatures on prescription notes
she couldn't write out a schedule for his pills anymore
the audience keeps showing the stamp on their hand
everyone showed up because no one could bare to watch what they would become
the cannon he was shot out of was lit
(with a flame that was struck) possibly decades ago
and the cloud of smoke it produced lasted many days
many of us forgot how to count the years
he was another man when it came to dying
midnight on a compact-disc going off in a bell tower in the center of our now
how many pills does it take to hit 90(something)
they haven't spoken since sometime in the early thousands like they had in the 50's
and may not speak
he needs to be reminded how much he loves us
the war is so well hidden it doesn't even have death
or anywhere to hide itself
we sat upright (or slouched) in a mass grave
washing stones (like blabber)
to build another rock wall
another discovered emotion that knows its own borders
one day we will walk over it all
far from now
in arms and walkers
i die every time before i walk into a room
(every dream out on display behind museum glass (like the next round of pills)
it was like one could actually prepare for being woken up
the rooster was a recording of a bell going off in
bumblefuck idon'tknow at hell in the morning
maybe pergatory is alzheimer's
incurable life
"a process of purification or temporary punishment"

the house had too many stories
the sun could never speak over it
the moon jumped to get out of the way of us
his body wanted to last longer than his mind
it was a race
of pills
down his hoarse(dirt-road)throat
to which could hit the bottom (the last house) first
her mind was well equipped to outlast her body
it was a matter of utilitarian choice
"no instinct goes extinct without willing itself too" (somewhere in its cells)(somewhere in its cages)
the row of knees and o(a)rs says from a water cooler on the sideline
the only cheerleaders were angels
(and everyone knew they weren't real)
it was always easier to complain
faking dancing was much harder than actually doing it
do we wish he would have remembered where the gun was (when it was possible) (and mattered)
does years off your life take years to live out (years of living it out)
where does the cuckoo(roadrunner)clock run out
of road
and highway