Halcyon Magazine

PHOTOGRAPHY BY: RYAN COLDITZ

My good friend and amazing designer Ryan Colditz recently returned from Coachella with some three-dimensional photography of the happenings! It’s like bringing a little piece of the mind-melting insanity straight to your face. And, completely fitting for musical photography- think of it as stereoscopic surround sound! 3-D glasses required!

More images & a quirky essay by Ryan himself on the (mostly self-invented!) art of 3-d photography. The dude jig-rigged two cameras  with some McGuyver style maneuvers from Home Depot! Great stuff.

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TEXT BY: SASHA LEE
PHOTOGRAPHY & VIDEO BY: JENNIFER ZILIOTTO

In keeping with their unique brand of black-cauldron black magic & white metal wyzzyrdry, Sorcerer played the Relax Bar recently this Friday the 13th. A fitting time for this coven of magicians to meet, in fact- Friday was originally named after Frigga, an epic Norse goddess of love! When she was banished by marauding Germanic Christian tribes to a high lonesome mountain, Frigga became an evil witch of doom. Thus every Friday, the spiteful goddess convened a meeting of eleven other witches and the devil made thirteen, and plotted all ill fate for the coming week. For centuries in my favorite land of Scandinavia, Friday was known as “Witches Sabbath.” Anyways, these highly skilled mages in the craft of shredding joined forces to produce a lightening bolt sound shocking to most mortal ears! The full moon most definitely shined her dark side on Sorcerer that night. 

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TEXT BY: SASHA LEE
PHOTOGRAPHY BY: JENNIFER ZILIOTTO 

Psychedelic sweethearts ENTRANCE recently played the Troubadour last Thursday, January 15th.

For those of you who have not heard or seen them, this Los Angeles based power trio deliver a seemingly otherworldly channeling of the blues through their uniquely fashioned rainbow-prismatic monocle. But not just blues in a watered down, regurgitated game of telephone way- Entrance harkens back to the early, Spiritualist roots of Blues music, when you still had your chance to sell your soul at the crossroads or deliver prophetic sermons with it. Think of Jimi Hendrix transcendentally meditating on the 1920’s mysticism of Blind Lemon Jefferson’s “Low Down Hoo Doo blues,” and you have something close to Entrance’s unearthly sound.

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