02.17.23
G’Odd
“CAUTIONARY TALE”
or:
THE CAUTIONARY TALE AND FLUCTUATING LUCK
OF G’Odd: THE ULTIMATE MALE, THE ULTIMATE FUCK
Over the course of several months, G’Odd rolled about Dallas, Texas in a wheel chair stuffed with a skeletal recording studio and a notebook. In between numerous live appearances, a collection of songs emerged that were captured in shitty hotels, apartments, parking garages and venue parking lots. The result is the 4th solo album from this member of The Fire Brigade. A sincere warning? A celebration of madness?
Either way, this is the cautionary tale of G’Odd.
Let the weird get weirder…
part two:
"DON'T GO INTO
THE WILDERNESS"
part three:
"WHERE THERE'S SMOKE..."
music video:
"NO PERMISSION"
credits and
post credits
part one:
"THE FALL OF HAWN"
music video:
"CAN'T BE
A GANGSTA"
CAUTIONARY TALE (MOVIE)
THE CAUTIONARY AND FLUCTUATING LUCK OF G’Odd
THE ULTIMATE MALE, THE ULTIMATE FUCK
G’Odd used the passages in CF HAWN studio to travel into another dimension and acquire the mystical bath salts, which lead him to discover the meaning of life. It turns out that while knowledge is indeed power, it can also become burdensome when difficult to wield.
This struggle is further complicated when G’Odd discovers he is more and more experiencing events outside of the conventional notion of chronological order. Glimpsing bits of the past and future, he becomes aware of some overlap between the city of Dallas and a territory in another reality called “The Wilderness”.
Aided by a visionary known simply as “The Seer” , G’Odd finds that though the meaning of life is rather simple, the path towards enlightenment is indeed a tremulous one.
THE LOCHNESS MESS IN THE WILDERNESS
and other prescriptive tales from an Odd G
a companion piece to “Cautionary Tale”
During the final month of work capturing video and audio recordings for the Cautionary Tale project, the contents of this booklet appeared in a notebook. It is a collection of stories, a transcript of impromptu street performances, some words of advice for young people, and a healthy dose of obscenity laced madness that was inspired by and written on the streets of Dallas. It’s the perfect gift to give to a young child you want to fuck up, and parent you wish to offend, or maybe just to say thanks to a pissed off public transit driver. Clutch your pearl necklace and ride in the sidecar of G’Odd’s wheel chair straight into the Lochness Mess in the Wilderness.
