Monday 19 October 2020

MEMES (a collection of jimlamarche.ca memes)


 MEMES 
(a collection of jimlamarche.ca memes)


It's a hobby of mine
creating memes (mostly political satire)

I've taken some and am posting here
Feel free to share (one or all) if you wish.





















































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Sunday 11 October 2020

NO REVIVAL



one needs to understand the masculine
to heal the feminine



N O  R E V I V A L
volume up














optimized for night vision





a jim lamarche remix
from the album THREE LIVES
closure
assembled in photoshop, logic audio & final cut
featuring the Roland System 8

source music
tal richards & alexandra norton
'revival'

source visual
unbroken (2014), universal pictures (vobile)















 read more of Jim's blog posts here 



listen to the album ONE LIFE  >>>  HERE
(play all)









Wednesday 30 September 2020

MOROCCO



here's looking at you kid

humphrey bogart - casablanca



M O R O C C O
volume up














optimized for night vision





a jim lamarche remix
from the album TEMPLE REDUX
assembled in photoshop, logic audio & final cut

featuring the Roland System 8


dance footage - w club marrakech
by tibor lenzi

source track courtesy: shanty deep


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listen to the album ONE LIFE  >>>  HERE
(play all)




FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH
the story behind morocco


august 1994
cherry beach, toronto

I worked late sessions at the studio
leaving at 2am and hearing this thumping
a block away back on cherry
so dark - stars - crickets 
(thinking) what the hell

curious, I went to check it out
it was a rave - full throttle - a sign of the times
later finding out the owner quietly rented out 
the massive empty warehouse
to kids - thousands - insane
in & out in 12 hours

thinking 'how did they know'?
illegal and very temporary 
AND incredibly elaborate
technically

I walked right into it
from the door onto the dance-floor
dj up high on a riser - huge quad sound
middle eastern/indian theme/music
2 rooms - hundreds dancing
bellydancers in heels, guys barefoot - ok
everyone lit like it's diwali
bollywood up on projection screens
ambitious - colourful

hijabs & berkas
and not a whole lot of clothing




O R O C C O



I walked through the dance-floor
lazer lights, sound, the vibration
being rubbed against - along the way
and finally (slowly) into the lounge area
on the other side - hookah tables laughing, black hash
buying a (spiked) kool-aid for $20

watching for an hour
in utter amazement
a year later there were no more transient raves
anywhere in toronto - city clamped down
gone (wonderful memory)








Sunday 13 September 2020

SLIMEBAG



steal a little and they'll put you in jail
steal a lot and they'll make you king


bob dylan




S L I M E B A G
volume up


 









a jim lamarche remix
w/forest dub/runo


visuals: apocalypto
directed by mel gibson



assembled in photoshop, logic audio & final cut
featuring the Roland System 8


TEMPLE REDUX  



see the ONE LIFE album/page here >>>














see the new TWO LIVES album/page here >>>
http://www.jimlamarche.ca/twolives/


see the new THREE LIVES album/page here >>>


Saturday 29 August 2020

ISLANDS



low, down under
we are drifting to our destination




I S L A N D S
volume up


 










music by jim lamarche
© 1985 A&M/Universal Music, Toronto



assembled in photoshop, logic audio & final cut
featuring the Roland Jupiter 8



see the ONE LIFE album/page here >>>








1985 Spiral Studio, Toronto





see the new TWO LIVES album/page here >>>
http://www.jimlamarche.ca/twolives/


see the new THREE LIVES album/page here >>>


Sunday 19 July 2020

EXTREME MAKEOVER



resistance is futile - looking in the mirror 
that familiar knot in my gut every time I look at myself
Jesus, you’re gross dude  every morning, the same  
this time I’m going to do it 

today, I’m going to transform my life!  
I mean - you only live once right



E X T R E M E  M A K E O V E R
an inspirational guide to self discovery in the COVID era


sound up









every time I think of you
the rain falls from the sky



Time for the purge, getting out of my comfort zone.  Strapping on that parachute knowing it might not open but doing it anyway.  Stepping out onto the platform and just jumping off.  
No hesitation.  The feeling of weightlessness.  Now that's what I'm talkin’ bout.  What will they say?  Seeing me after it’s done?  The envy, jealousy … the sheer torture, knowing they could have done it first but no, it was me - I did it first.  

I’m feeling better about myself.  Thinking maybe I’m long overdue for a change … embracing this rare opportunity to take a stand and show the world that I have the stones to do this.  

Real courage - real conviction.  Why didn’t I see all this earlier?  
So simple.








Conformity is dangerous.  I’ve been telling myself this for years but no, I always buy the dark socks.  I’m an individual, not a robot.  I can’t be programmed to think a certain way anymore, because I’m free.  Yes, and that God given freedom means I can do anything I want.  

Take this pandemic for example … bullshit.  What we see/hear on the media?  Totally blown out of proportion. You can’t trust the news any more because it’s fake and I’m no longer subscribing to their stories.  How I choose to think?  They have no say in that anymore.  If I want to get on a bus or walk into a grocery store without a mask, that’s my right and if they don’t like it, they can take a long jump off a short pier!   Loving my new freedom.
  
It's like the smell of a new car with leather.

Feeling a renewed confidence brushing my teeth, combing my hair - that second look, right. Think I’ll lose the beard today … shave my face clean ya.  The beard is just baggage I’ve been carrying around for years.  My miniature rebellion where it counts most … on my face.  
Gotta go.  Maybe I’ll shower and get my nails done.  

Maybe I’ll buy a new shirt, shoes … a new deodorant, hell maybe even some spray tan and a 6 pack for later.  Do it up right. Living large;  I can do that. 










There’s a twinkle in my eye and a spark in my step as I put the water on for my morning coffee, thinking about what’s to come in the next several hours of my life.  

I’m proud of myself for finally taking this step, for becoming who I really am.  Rushing to my computer … gotta get this down - my catharsis is deluxe today and I’m poppin’.  Sitting and typing this torrential thunderstorm into Microsoft with the tenacity of a speedball.  The delivery exquisite - the intention crystal; my focus in macro.  I’m just a conduit, channeling my inner gift to the outside world, not giving one fuck if anyone reads it or not.
  
This one will change everything though - I can feel it.  

Sitting back, pondering my prose - OMG this is it!  This is the one that will blow the roof off!  It's words and music and pictures - everything.  Just a little of this and a bit of that … nip here, tuck there.  Oh wait, it doesn’t matter if they like it … right.  That’s ok.  
I’m doing this for ME - not them.  

It doesn’t matter what they think.  Got this.










Minutes turn into hours as my masterpiece unfolds … getting better and better.  Don’t think, just retrieve & release, in a free-flow stream of consciousness like a misty rain blanketing a northern Ontario lake in late summer.  In the zone - uninterrupted.  I’m on a roll and have to see this through right here and right now (days later).  Whatever it takes.  This may just be the best thing I’ve ever done and I’m inspired.   I’m omnipotent - brilliant.  

What a blast!  

The crowd stands and cheers as I walk towards the stage and the cameras follow my every move (watched by millions); stepping up and accepting my gold graciously, Naomi Watts tenderly kissing my cheek then stepping back and claps (with the audience), smiling at me like she wants my ass … holding up my trophy as the room rumbles.  The moment I’ve been waiting for all along!  A tear in my eye; a wave of acknowledgement to the world - this is it.

Flash ...

Damn.  I didn't shave.  Cat’s meowing - shit, need to feed the cat.  Where was I?  Right ...





E X T R E M E  M A K E O V E R





resistance is futile - looking in the mirror 
that familiar knot in my gut every time I look at myself

Jesus, you’re gross dude  every morning, the same  
this time I’m going to do it 


today, I’m going to transform my life!  
I mean - you only live once right



sound up





jimlamarche.ca







every time I smile at you
the rain falls from the sky










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courtesy of a 5 star swim
at Marie Curtis Park Beach, Toronto today
July 24, 2020


cold water heals



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