Thursday, May 20, 2021

First Chance, Last Chance for Four New Zappa Discs


First Chance, Last Chance. 

We’re releasing four new CDs from Stanley J. Zappa (and friends). They are available right now from Amazon. They will only be available to purchase until June 4th, a matter of days. We had hoped to stagger these releases and keep them in print indefinitely, but our manufacturer has rather suddenly announced other plans about manufacturing them. (It’s Amazon, and they are assholes.) 

These albums will be made available as downloads; this is great music and we want to keep it available. So if you like downloads, you’re in luck. But if you like CDs? If you like physical media? Groovy packaging, designed by New Texture's Wyatt Doyle? Time is short. Very short. So short, that if you want to own copies of these extremely limited pressings, you’d better get cracking. Like, now. 

Know that since it’s Amazon manufacturing the discs to order and filling your order, and they don’t seem to like us much, you can expect fulfillment to take longer than usual. (We don’t like them either.) 

Think of it like those rare Dylan discs, released to maintain copyrights in small "get 'em while you can" quantities. 

Think of it like those recently released Stones outtakes, which seem to be the same kind of thing. 

Think of it like we’re losing our manufacturer, but we still want to release these albums on CD, because that's exactly what's happening. 

Think of it any way you like, but if you want these albums on disc, you’d better move fast. You’ve only got ’til June 4th. 

Buy links and music previews below.

Free/Refuse by Jacob Hall, Nick Skrowaczewski, Stanley J. Zappa 

Crossing Guards by Daniel Carter, Steven Leffue, Catherine Sikora, Stanley J. Zappa 

The Stanley J. Zappa Quartet Plays For The Society of Women Engineers 

(Wyatt Doyle, Mark Leonard, Nick Skrowaczewski, Stanley J. Zappa)

Turkey Bacon Donuts Bitches by MANZAP REBORN 

(Andrew Wedman, Stanley J. Zappa


Also going out of print (as physical releases): 

Sing-Song Songs by Stanley J. Zappa

Live a Little by Manzappaczewski 

(Nick Skrowaczewski, Andrew Wedman, Stanley J. Zappa)

Wednesday, May 19, 2021

New Texture CDs Going Out of Print June 4

For years now, we’ve been releasing music—physical CDs, anyway—via Amazon’s CD manufacturing platform. Recently Amazon sprung it on us that they’re abandoning the service entirely, and abandoning along with it the many artists and small labels who have paid to utilize it these last few years. This decision by Amazon puts many of our CD releases in a tricky spot. (On the bright side, it means we’ll be dealing with Amazon a lot less.) 

Amazon says they will continue to accept orders for CDs manufactured by them through June 4th. Which means after that date, many of our CD releases will be out of print. The download versions will remain available, but until we can sort out new options for physical media production, actual CD copies will be hard to come by. 

So if you’ve been putting off purchasing any of New Texture’s CDs, you’d better get that order in, pronto. They are about to become collector’s items. 

Purchase links below.


Reverend Raymond Branch, I've Got Heaven on My Mind

Stanley J. Zappa, Sing-Song Songs


Josh Alan, Sixty Goddammit


  Map of the Moon (s/t)


 Jimmy Angelina (s/t) 


  Jon E. Edwards, Continental/International


 Manzappaczewski, Live a Little

Monday, March 1, 2021

Wyatt Doyle's "And the red death held sway over the dollar store" @ Gallery 30 South, 03/01–03/26

"Doyle’s eye and his camera’s eye capture those moments of junk-store epiphany, of accidental revelation, which lurk un-noticed in the most taken-for-granted parts of everyday run-down America." —Bill Shute, Kendra Steiner Editions 

Abandoned places, decaying spaces, toys nobody wants. Things that are gone, things that remain. “And the red death held sway over the dollar store” at Pasadena’s Gallery 30 South exhibits photographs by Wyatt Doyle from his acclaimed collections Dollar Halloween, I Need Real Tuxedo and a Top Hat!, Buty-Wave Is Now Closed Forever, Jorge Amaya Doesn't Live Here Anymore, and recent work. 

Photography with a narrative bent, capturing people, places, and things, from California to Tennessee and back again. Through March 26. Books and signed, limited edition prints available via the gallery. The show is available for online viewing here.

Sunday, January 10, 2021

Jason Cuadrado's "Reap What You Sow"



Congratulations to our pal Jason Cuadrado, who's released his painstaking creation of a "new" vintage Twilight Zone episode to YouTube. "Reap What You Sow" replicates the look, sound, and feel of a vintage TZ episode more closely—more perfectly—than any other tribute I've seen. It's a remarkable achievement. But let us allow Jason to speak for himself:

I've been obsessed with The Twilight Zone ever since I was a kid. No other show sparked my imagination and horror like Rod Serling's original anthology opus. I've had to live with the crushing disappointment of missing an opportunity to be part of that seminal moment in television history.  

Thanks to Unreal Engine, I was able to enter The Twilight Zone myself by going back in time to write and direct an episode of the original series.

This is that episode as it premiered in 1964 for season 5.

The film was written and completed in about a month using Unreal Engine 4.25 as the main creative hub (and time machine). Characters were designed in Daz Studio, imported into Reallusion's Character Creator 3 for mesh refinement, and finally iClone 7 as the main bridge to UE via Auto Setup and LiveLink.

Motion capture was recorded using the Perception Neuron Pro system. Facial capture and finger animation were achieved with iClone's Motion Live (plus an iPhone X and Leap Motion controller).

Props and locations from Daz would go through Maya for smoothing before being exported to Unreal. The wonderful Unreal Marketplace supplied the rest.

Audio was recorded with the Rode Wireless Go and a Maono AU-A04H.
The opening credits were done in Unreal and After Effects. The final edit was completed in Premiere.

Although I did most of the performance capture myself, I didn't do it alone. I had to rope in my dad and aunt since, during a pandemic, you work with what you've got. Thankfully my aunt is a professional and my dad is a trooper. Just goes to show what you can create with the resources around you on a single computer in your living room.

This short film was made with love for fans of the series (and just in time for the traditional New Year's Day marathon). And if you haven't seen the show, please check it out in all its incarnations (available on CBS All Access) to truly appreciate Rod Serling's legacy.  

Disclaimer: The Twilight Zone, logo, and its music are the property of CBS Television Distribution. This is a not-for-profit fan production and is not affiliated with the rights owners. This is not for commercial use. It's for the love of the show.

This has been The Twilight Zone...

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Thursday, June 4, 2020

"Arm Size" by Josh Alan Friedman

We remember Bruce Jay Friedman with an excerpt from Black Cracker, an autobiographical novel by his son, Josh Alan Friedman.

Sometimes my entire worth rested on whether or not I could fight. When you lost, you were worthless. “May the better man win” took on a literal meaning. The winner felt victorious in every regard, as if you were only as good as whom you could lick, like cavemen. Glen Cove was a medieval society amongst children. Predators stalked the earth in search of beating you up.

I figured my dad could kick anybody’s ass, and this gave me a small degree of comfort. He worked out every day at Vic Tanny’s Gym on Madison Avenue in New York during lunch breaks. As for his novels, he considered writing to be like heavy lifting. You “rolled up your sleeves” and went at it. He never behaved like an artiste, he always spoke about it like it was blue-collar labor. But he was fit as a lumberjack, unlike other working men in the neighborhood. He took me to Vic Tanny’s in Manhasset on weekends. While my dad exercised, I ran up and down the sit-up boards. I bent down and tried to pick up the heaviest dumbbell I could. I figured that was how you worked out. The only kid present, I was an annoyance to the serious weightlifters.

Arm size was religion to them. The bigger the arms, the stronger the man, I supposed, with all the wisdom of a Popeye cartoon. With big arms, you could take care of yourself in all aspects of life. “Gotta pump up,” men told each other at the curling irons. “Got a date tonight.” Weightlifters were convinced the only things women noticed were their arms. What more did you need to impress girls? I prayed for big arms when I grew up. Mine were skinny, a matter of shame, and there was nothing I could do about it. No amount of weights could bulk up my pre-adolescent biceps. What confused me, however, was that The Beatles and The Rolling Stones didn’t have big arms, yet millions of girls fainted over them. Didn’t they notice how skinny Mick Jagger’s arms were?

As was custom, my dad bought us two V8s from the vending machine at the end of our Saturday workout. The V stood for Vegetable, and the 8 was how many vegetables were used for the drink. It came in a little can, and should have been called V9—the ninth flavor being the metallic taste of the can. Some bodybuilder, employed as a greeter by the club, would flex his arms, making a muscle for customers on the way out. His bicep was the size of a grapefruit. I was awed. When I asked how I might bulk up like that, he merely advised, “Eat a lot of rye bread, sonny.”

As we walked to the parking lot, I begged my dad’s assurance as to whether he could take this guy. He dismissed the subject, but I didn’t let up. He had his own threshold of patience when humoring me about these matters. “I’m a lover, not a fighter,” he said. But I didn’t want my dad to be a lover. I needed to know that he could lick all the bullies that tyrannized my existence. Even though he didn’t.

“Yeah, I could take him,” he finally assured me.

“But, Daddy, he’s got even bigger arms.” This bothered me.

“Yeah, but I know some tricks,” my father winked. I breathed a sigh of relief. Knowing some tricks could defeat huge arms. I wished I could learn these tricks, but he didn’t let on.

Excerpted from Black Cracker, an autobiographical novel by Josh Alan Friedman.

© 2009, 2020 Josh Alan Friedman, all rights reserved.

Thursday, February 20, 2020


Stanley J. Zappa, saxophones and clarinets 
Nick Skrowaczewski, percussion  
Andrew Wedman, Rhodes

MANZAPPACZEWSKI is the totality of three semi-wasted lives rolled into one dynamic trio dedicated to the UFDA sound and way. As a group they have no particular musical agenda other than finding the most efficient, effective way to rid our collective improvisation of all accumulated cultural shibboleth. Their debut record Live a Little is, for creators and future listeners alike, a very close brush with the greater "it."


Buy on Amazon


Thursday, November 21, 2019


"I learned how to compose, how to tell a story. There's no way I could have done what I did later if I hadn't had all that men's adventure magazine work."  Mort Künstler 

Known today as "America's Artist" for his popular and much admired historical paintings, it was in the wild world of men's adventure magazine illustration that Mort Künstler honed his ability to present large-scale action while never losing sight of essential details. It led to a mastery of capturing conflict in paintboth the spectacle, and the human cost.

At long last, The Men's Adventure Library brings an unequaled selection of Künstler's finest pieces from the men's adventure magazine era back into print in this bold, colorful collection, available in both softcover (forthcoming) and expanded, deluxe hardcover editions.

From the explosive intensity of battles on the sea and in the air, to taut, face-to-face showdowns and animal attacks, every page explodes with action, color, and artistry.

Mort Künstler: The Godfather of Pulp Fiction Illustrators
No. 11 in The Men's Adventure Library series
Edited by Robert Deis & Wyatt Doyle
deluxe hardcover $39.95      abridged softcover (forthcoming)

Monday, October 7, 2019


Model. Pin-up. Actress. Singer. Writer. Royalty. 

Eva Lynd’s multi-faceted career touches every aspect of 20th century popular culture. A Swedish countess turned model for leading illustration artists and top glamour and pin-up photographers of the era, she also appeared with some of the biggest names in entertainment on both the silver and small screens. So much more than a pretty face, in this lavishly illustrated volume drawn from her personal archives, Eva Lynd shares her story in her own words and pictures, including encounters with Salvador Dali, Sophia Loren, Cary Grant, Sidney Lumet, Elia Kazan, Peter Lawford, to name a few.

The latest installment in the acclaimed Men's Adventure Library series from editors Robert Deis and Wyatt Doyle, Eva: Men's Adventure Supermodel chronicles Eva's remarkable career as a model, pin-up, and actress, with hundreds of photos and artwork includes artwork from pulp masters such as Norm Eastman, Al Rossi, Mike Ludlow, and James Bama. Plus never before seen pin-ups and previously unpublished photos from Eva's personal archive.

A big, deluxe 186-page hardcover, Eva: Men's Adventure Supermodel is also available as an abridged 114-page softcover with alternate cover art that focuses primarily on Eva's work in men's adventure magazines (MAMs).

Preview 40 pages of Eva on here.

Eva: Men's Adventure Supermodel
No. 10 in The Men's Adventure Library series
Edited by Robert Deis & Wyatt Doyle
deluxe hardcover $45.95      abridged softcover $24.95