![]() It’s like the old joke: In the fevered throes of a swinging sexual reverie, a man turns to someone and whispers in their ear, “What are you doing after the orgy?” Squirming in the sticky spasms of rhapsodic pleasure, we’re not meant to think about what comes after. The handling of the leftovers is so efficient and elegant that you don’t even get to think about where they go. When you get up to reload your plate or duckwalk to the toilet, your sullied china, littered with rib bones and crustacean carcasses, will disappear as if by magic, plate after plate after plate. ![]() A horn of plenty that’s half-metropolis, half-amusement park, where excess is an edict, from bottomless booze bongs to endless buffets, it is our crapulent capital of abundance.Īt a proper Vegas buffet, like the 25,000-square-foot Bacchanal at Caesars Palace, or The Buffet at the Wynn, the steam tables and hot lamps and carving stations stretch out toward infinity and you can eat prime rib, oak-grilled lamb chops, South Carolina shrimp and grits, roasted bone marrow, angry mac ‘n’ cheese, lobster tails, baked-to-order souffles, made-to-order cognac-and-Boursin omelets, breakfast tacos, fish sliders, barbecue chicken pizza, filet mignon, Peking duck rolls, mashed potatoes, waffle cone chicken and fries, cookies, cakes, pies, crème brulees, assorted fudges and barks, and, sure, even some fresh fruit, until your guts explode, all for one flat fee. Packard calls his mock-utopia “Cornucopia City.” If America possesses a non-imagined model for Cornucopia City, it’s Las Vegas. It’s a place of planned obsolescence, where papier-mache houses are torn down and rebuilt every other year, plastic automobiles melt if they’re driven more than 4,000 miles, and factories are constructed on the edges of cliffs, so that conveyor belts can simply dump excess consumer goods into the abyss without slowing down the economic engine of production itself. ![]() Sometimes you need to gamble on your career.In The Waste Makers, his 1960 history of American consumerism for consumerism’s sake, author Vance Packard describes a satirical city of the future. Latin-rock mysticism aside, you may be tempted to give this a shot because of the great production values and inventive playing. The Mask Of The Phantasm’s might be inspired by the same kind of large-scale vision on their song Like A Wraith. Others have taken note and have opted to jump into the same deep waters. The gamble paid off and the move earned him a whole new music career. His vision of channelling Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin into his music lead him to the creation of the trippy and mysterious Mars Volta. Omar Rodriguez-Lopez, for example, was known as a hardcore guitarist known to inflict terrible torments on furniture while playing. Of course, some artists have taken the deep plunge. This is, particularly, true of rock music where the mystery is of the engine fuels on which the whole music industry works. ![]() Sometimes potential is best left a mystery. Potential is one thing, but it doesn’t always go the way of proving your abilities as being those of a person capable of doing tremendous things. Similar artists: The Mars Volta, Don Caballero, At The Drive-In, Pink Floyd, Led ZeppelinĪs comedian Dylan Moran poignantly says, you need to be careful when it comes to ambition. The Mask Of The Phantasm – Like A Wraith…
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