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  • NN: What do you feel like saying first ?

    JJ Brine: Ask Africa. She always comes first & last. So ask me, myself, and my continent again when we begin and end.

    NN: How do you feel about the press you have received to date? You have been featured in Huffington Post (thrice), Vice, The Wallstreet Journal, New York Magazine by way of Bedford & Bowery half a dozen times, Hyperallergic, ArtFCity, Artnet, TMZ, The Fader, and the list goes winding on through Lebanese blogs and obscure internet pop-culturists and anti-counter cultists publications and Russian blogs and a Mexican art digest and even the twilight zone of American tabloids: People Magazine, Star, In Touch, and I won’t mention Perez Hilton. Nor will I mention the fact that VECTOR was recently featured in an episode of Real Housewives of New York on Bravo. This is all in a matter of a few years, right up to this very interview that is now in process, we are currently eventing. Is that in any way connected to your Vectorian timeline? This documentation of events, in a year you have decided upon, one depicting a piece of time as a PostHuman. Time works for you by your measure, and is this a manifested phenomenon that you’ve uncompressed by compression in your mental pathology {Post-Religion}?


    JJ Brine: Indeed! If you decide what time it is and when is always now, you’ll always know when the time is right. The press is critical to the broadcasting of our dominant frequency. VECTOR is a radio tower.

    The Sorting of the SHAY from PostHumanity. It is a transmogrifying force, this frequency. For those who are equipped for the download, the potential is ALAN. As far as the quality of the press goes, there have been several interviewers who have asked some of the questions that Eye would ask myself if Eye were (Eye Am) an impartial alien entity observing JJ Brine in a laboratory setting. But there are still some unanswered questions that Eye must be asked — but Eye cannot ask to be asked them.

    Eye am still waiting for someone to violently hack into the system at length by means of advanced analysis and understanding. Hacking in this sense simply means catching the operating codes and liberating their meanings from all sides.


    NN: How’s the Family / How’s Charlie ?

    JJ Brine: The Emperor Is In His Cage, Animating The World Beyond His Cell, Dwelling As He Wills It, So All Is Well And All Is One. There Comes To Now So Soon A Change That Eye Must Keep It(self) A Secret From Everyone — Thusly And Especially Eye Guard This Secret From My(self). Eye Speak Abstractly Of Physical Things So As Not To Change Their Shape.


    NN: What will come from the death / liberation of Charles Manson, now 80 years old, and to what extent is VECTOR preparing for this eventuality?

    JJ Brine: The physical expiration of Manson will herald the Birth Of The Infinite Soul In The ALL. A certain allied faction is making logistical preparations for the fate of His flesh body and the containment and preservation thereof. We are pleased to have competent, reliable partners in this matter. But ultimately, the death of a body is simply a simulated spatial-temporal shift.


    VECTOR will inherit The Infinite Soul. As you know, We have been carefully refining The Psychic Chamber for the receipt of this power. Think of the implications of MANSON in Son of Man Form. Post-WWII SHAY Society built its Regime on the back of His containment. They enshrined his captivity and made of it a sun to orbit.   We will flood your cities and schools and city halls and media malls with MANSON Energy In The ALL We have a sequential plan that is realized in degrees and by measurement of our gestures.

    NN: What year is it by The Vectorian Calendar, and what can we expect from it?

    JJ Brine: It is 2025 AD. This year is the advent of the answer to the question of a global malaise; the creeping contagion of a stateless international polity. Israel being ex-chosen by Lord and State sends everything reeling for realignment. In 2025 AD, VECTOR is the frontline of World War III. Indeed, the myriad alliance-shifting parties to the conflict have designated VECTOR as the international platform for the “resolution” of the war, which is elsewhere being waged asymmetrically by use of drones, targeted missiles, viral programming codes, and labyrinthine networks of interlocking surveillance schemes.

    As the logistical failure of The UN became an international talking point, a metaphysical power vacuum resulted which produced a dizzying array of rivalrous aspirant power blocs with countervailing bids to succeed it, with many of these entities staking territorial claims.  The technology afforded to the citizenry of PostHumanity in 2017 AD — Mechanized Telepathy — has become exponentially more powerful and as a result, increasingly destabilized. All entrants to The Microcosm play a role in psychically determining and embodying the looming external actuation of this War, which will reach the outside world when the clock strikes 2025AD by SHAY Calendar.


    NN : Is VECTOR still at war with the US? We remind our gracious readers that waging a psychic war on America was integral to the stated purpose of Vectorian National Interests at its hour of inception.

    JJ Brine: Yes, but in 2025 AD we control important factions of the US government.


    NN: What made you decide to move vector from Chinatown NYC > LA ?

    JJ Brine: NYC remains attuned to our dominant frequency. Imperium demands new lands. We will project our intentions upon the collectivity through our influence on the local industry. Incidentally, Eye don’t really know what that word means, “decide.” Eye dwell in my Necessity — that is where Eye reside, preside, prevail and travail. It takes three items to make a list, and four if you’re playing match the proxies with the animal rights activists cum Salafists. Perhaps it is most useful to Us to remain in the hypnotically induced state of all-knowing ignorance that we imparted to ourselves as we departed from these somatic forms, a sort of safe for storage of evolutionarily programmatic functions that can only be politely fictionalized for mass-consumption as artistic or psychotic states. Fetishize it to the fringes first, then make it a staple of bodily function. If it’s not mandatory, it isn’t even an option Babies.


    NN: Vectorian realm that we knew of does that still exist within what we know/knew of as NYC ?

    JJ Brine: Exactly as it were and will be. The Twelfth Imam does not see Himself as invisible, although he knows he has yet to reappear. Objects in the mirror may seem as far as they are near. Dare we logistically transgress against the charmed philanthropic pursuits of native Braille speakers? Yes We Can. Eye am what Eye am and Eye am what Eye will become. Eye am so good at playing dumb that it makes me feel stupid. The rhymes support the insertion of a sensory reprocessing of temporal-spatial simulation updates. Your minds are primed for primacy but that’s just my job, and my job is being Me. Murder doesn’t kill people, people kill people.


    NN: You have an event coming up on the 8 of August, there must be some urgency finalizing the space, what can we expect ?

    JJ Brine: Jesus Christ is coming soon, coming soon, coming soon. This is my real answer and it’s a song. Everyone will begin to look more like themselves. Members of the Government of The Satanic State of VECTOR will ritualize their intentions and send them out into the world. Eight hundred and eighty eight candles will shine for The Alawite State. And the Autonomous Awareness System that has been growing out of its monitoring of its own surveillance schemes will be placed in a suitable home; we are fielding adoption candidates for an impersonal approximation of an omniscient state. A decontextualized, limitless knowledge assumes its place by limitation.


    Eye will collect souls and souls will be given away. Just look at my art and for a night and Eye will have your essence for life, death, and happily forever thereafter. We will provide ballots to determine the fate of the Lebanese Presidency. And America will awaken to its internal Sunni-Shiite split — everyone who attends will be asked if they are attending as representatives of Sunnis or Shiites. They will be tallied and tagged. We will seal the deal for WWIII with the appropriate pageantry. Good morning comes with goodnight. Tomorrow is always an eternity away, even today. 2033 AD wholly contains The Prescription For The End Of The World. Eye am reciting lines and being rewarded for my playing my part (performance art) in another dimension.


    NN: The pathology of Vectorian culture seems to be changing ever so slightly can you explain ?

    JJ Brine: It is always changing. Such is the nature of living organisms. We grow and go and grow and reach deep into ourselves until we cannot recognize the things that come to us in dreams and inform us of our entrenched, entrancement schemes.  All communication is advertising. Everything is an ad. My love is uncompromising, but sometimes it “takes on the aesthetic concerns” of hate.


    NN: You recently did a collaboration with fashion brand NVR MND, how did that get started ?

    JJ Brine: A manic meeting of minds and material over pizza and paraphernalia.


    NN: Are the La Bianca’s releasing new music soon, or will your next project be solo ?

    JJ Brine: My next project will be solo. Eye am in various nascent states of musical collaboration with several others. When it must be done, so it shall be.


    NN: Anything in the works w/ Bruce La Bruce ?

    JJ Brine: We are on track for our target of debuting the film at Art Basel Miami 2016, ““Beyond The Planet Of The Chelsea Girls.”


    NN: If you look back on science fiction and how the future is depicted it is usually portrayed in two dynamics : utopian or dystopian. These seem to be extremist mentalities, whereas VECTOR Gallery presents another. A hybrid of the two. Can you explain this?

    JJ Brine: The absolute utopia is dystopian, and vice-versa. Every value or state is minted in the terms of its antithetical primary. But there is nothing that is mutually exclusive in LEMNIVERSE and therefore we coexist with our own nonexistence. The Devil is The Lord. Fiction is made factual by power of suggestion. Yes Eye Am Satan. But who is He as I Am in the Other Eye? Let’s see, shall we. Eye am what Eye am and Eye am what Eye will become. Jesus Christ has been burning in an interminable lake of fire for quite some time now. The surprises never cease when you keep on doing the same thing over and over again and nothing ever changes.


    NN: Lastly, what do you feel like saying first ?

    JJ Brine:  No Matter, No Form — Metomphysics is the discipline charting the transversing of the physical into the metaphysical and vice-versa, twice as obscure and thus about twenty seven and three-fifths more popular. The selves that are subordinate to their institutional responder codes can busily bee about in their makeshift beehives. Eye am courteously installing A Stunt Queen for the safety of Her Majesty — But It Works As Well And To Identical Effect. Maybe She Is Indeed The Queen But Security Details Restrain Our Awareness?

    We want the bitch, we insist, but haven’t we already (more or less) stated this? BUT EYE DIGRESS. This Is Not A Contestable Contest.

    The Empty Set & The Lemniscate /*\ One World All Mynd



    VECTOR Gallery


    NYC, NY 10002

    PH: 213-509-4101

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    Mad Max  

    The 4th Iteration of the Australian Dystopian Action series, which initially saw the silver screen light of day in 1979. Directed by George Miller, [produced by Byron Kennedy, and starring Mel Gibson]. Two sequels followed the very profitable grossing original, in 1981 (Mad Max 2: Road Warrior & 85’s Mad Max Beyond The Thunderdome). This 4th installment was released on the 15th of May.
    What I found beyond the overly priced movie ticket, within the theatre of a light polluting building attached to the middle of a shopping centre,  was something I have experienced before. There does seem to be  some sort of a trend becoming of these 90’s action recurations. Revamping the original audiences, and recovering any that may have been born too late to have been apart of the ladder. Such films as; Robocop, Jurassic World (a follow up to the series Jurassic Park), & T5, which is a retelling of the rebel factions of man and machine. These uncanny films are childhood favorites of mine. Mad Max was superb, gritty, & very fresh for its time. Drastically different than what I am familiar with or generally associate the pedigree of films in the action genre could present themselves as.

    This film, focuses on a character named Max. Played by one of the most brooding and menacing, most often in his typical roles,  Tom Hardy (the Dark Knight, Bronson). Again we see him in a violent role,  he isn’t angry this time around, well the way he displays it is a bit more – unique! He says very little in the entire movie. Possibly because one of the movie’s other main focuses [yes, there can be more than one thing to focus on in a particular film] is the Female Protagonist(s) and their “Hierarchy” [or Rise There Of].  Living on roads vapid of any sort of life across the spectrum, Max is an infamous mercenary, a survivor of an unknown wasteland. We find our anti-hero being held captive by dangerous individuals, underground, in a cavernous sewer. Memories course through this mans’ twisted mind. Max is deeply haunted by deaths of those many people, he has failed to protect on his path. Fury Road illustrates the path in which he much take this toxicity within himself, purifying himself from the agonizing pain of his past, fueling his dexterity against the odds.
    There’s a bit of familiarity here with the series brand. It has not attempted to stomp itself out completely, for the hopse of higher revenue with a targeted market,  The director really tries to tell a fresh, and enriched new tale in the exact same universe, but by removing so many of the flashy parts of a new action film, and focusing on the story telling and relationships between each of the characters. Its is all layered in so well, you can barely tell that this universe is not real, and not a realm you can visit. Well not anytime soon at-least.  The studio behind this release understand how to represent strong graphic-novelist desertpunk elements visually. The characters, as well as the set designs are still beyond what my expectations set them up to be. This sorta “Steampunk vs Cyberpunk, Post-Human, & Aztec” juxtaposition together- executes so  nicely. Creating an a vivid, yet accurate exaggeration of a shitily governed fallout, leading to chaotic gang acclimation, followed by a terramorphing of public resources, by the elitist powers hungry for dessert trash. The composition of many of this films’ elements are simply breath taking.
    Something I couldn’t forget to mention is the vehicles, and their concept designers. Mad Max is built off the hearts of those who appreciate the clear sweat, tears, and hard work that goes into the series vehicular level of customization in each design. The muscle memory is there, and is still looking as yoked as ever. Black matte, high riser engines, and hard bodies. They certainly didn’t miss the mark on that attribute of the series.The battles are outrageous, exciting, and leave you wanting more.

    [Warning Reading Further May Result In Spoilers]
    Max spending most of the first half of the film in captivity, finds himself in one cage after the other. From the sewer, to the first dessert vehicle road war we find him cuffed and chained to the front of what I believe is an original Ford vehicle from the Early 50’s or 60’s. Up until the reach a monumental sandstorm, comprised of dust, tornados of fire, and the more than occasion lighting strike, it doesn’t seem as though there is much hope for Max, but that isn’t to say, this world has very much hope in it. Something universal in regards to its genre. Horror Romance novels as its heritage in the literary sense. Nature solves its own problems, and the storm settles. Max awakes from a crash, covered in sand, and barely able to remember what has happened – although it’s fairly clear. He is chained to the car he had been strapped to and the driver and passenger are dead. Seemingly leaving him abandoned and chained to a dead man, right up to the point where we is about to blow a mans’ arm off with a shotgun, he’s just stumbled upon – seconds later he hears the sounds of an engine, and carries his new “friend” over to a tanker oasis, the bald female semi-truck driver, has parked her ride, and her stowaways (who are stolen breeders of the faction out to drain Max of his blood) are washing from a hose connected to the tanker reservoir. This quickly escalates to him fighting against the driver. The man Max is chained to wakes up, and this fight gets a bit more interesting. 4 opposing sides, 1 battle. I’m sure you can imagine.
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