Lately in our culture, if you’re talking about professional wrestling with someone, it’s socially acceptable — customary, even — for them to respond to you like you’re an eight-year-old boy trying to go to sleep on Christmas Eve so that Santa Claus comes to your house earlier.
"You know that stuff’s not real, right?”
There could have been a great deal of catalysts for this widespread reaction to the spectacle of professional wrestling. Sure, the feuds are scripted and the outcomes of the matches are predetermined. Sure, the wrestlers talk to each other in the ring to set up spots. Sure, the wrestlers are just characters — and a good amount of them aren’t even all that well thought out. Sure, your parents set up those Christmas presents under the tree in your living room while you’re sleeping. We all know this; we’re all reasonably smart people here.
Double Heel Turn was created in appreciation of professional wrestling as a legitimate art form, not a “fake sport.” In our own, irreverent way, we’ll catalog in what our opinion are the best matches, the best promos, the best performers, and the best feuds. (Maybe even sometimes the best entrances and best fan chants.)
And since if you’re reading this you probably have a fascination with The Business, we’ll often discuss rumored upcoming feuds, backstage politics, and inklings of where we think The Business is going. Also, we will regularly answer any questions you may have for me or any of the site’s contributors about any aspect of The Business or the artistry that is practiced within it, and will occasionally discuss these things with fans both inside and outside of the industry.
In spite of being one of the most enduring creative arts in American culture, the general public for the most part doesn’t see professional wrestling in that light. Hopefully, Double Heel Turn will help change that. At the very least, we’ll have a hub to communicate with the people who see things the way we do. Double Heel Turn is a community we’re building from the ground up, and we deeply appreciate you helping hammer the nails.
Clobberin’ time is coming soon. Get ready.
Founder of Double Heel Turn
Big things coming. Watch this space.
If you’re a fan of professional wrestling, I’ve finally decided to start a pro-wrestling Tumblr. When I come back from hiatus, Double Heel Turn will begin in full-force. You have officially been warned.
In the past few weeks, I’ve been describing my mood as of late, but I haven’t alluded to the dark, perfunctory habits I’ve been trying to slip out of. As I’ve said, there’s been a lot of darkness in my mind, but also on the surface of my body and coursing through my emotions. In a way to counterbalance that, I’ve been visiting my family more. In fact, those are the only people who has been around me all month. And even from them I’ve been hiding the most self-destructive parts of my personality, which, ironically enough, seem indestructible.
As I’ve already gained the reputation as The Boy Who Cried Hiatus, I seriously need to take the rest of the year off from Internet activities in order to reach the positive mentality and lifestyle I haven’t had in years, since I was in a happy, loving relationship and my best friend was still alive. I need to give better treatment to my body and my mind, because I always seem to be doing better for a while and then I slip back into the same old habits. It’s gotten so bad that I was briefly (and I do mean briefly) revisiting the mental hospital I sought in February.
If you need to contact me, most of the people who are integral parts of my life already have my email address, the address for my P.O. Box (seriously! Write me!), and phone number. It would be nice to read some encouraging words and hear the voices of the people I love. I’ve been isolating myself for a long, long time — pretty much almost two years — and I’d like to get back into the world. Maybe the chip on my shoulder will never come off, but I know these dark urges I have can fall to the wayside if I make more of a commitment to being the positive person I was three years ago.
Thank you all very much. Martin Douglas loves every single one of you. And I’ll see you all on New Year’s Day a renewed man.
I need to disappear again so that I won’t ever have to disappear again.
Sixteen Songs by the Illiops You Must Hear Now
by Sterling Peterson
A while ago, I read an interview in an online fashion magazine somewhere labeling the music of the Illiops as “avant-twee,” which sounds utterly ridiculous at first but makes a little sense once you start thinking about it when nobody’s around. In a way, they’re a twee band — if it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck, after all — but they’re also a very studied, very musical band, a long shot from the rudimentary, barely rehearsed aesthetic of the best twee. As much as they experiment — with song structures, with found sounds, with the help of a John Cale obsessed viola player and an army of guitar pedals — it wouldn’t be a long shot to respectfully assume they see themselves as artistes working in the field of music. It’s just that “avant-twee,” regardless of how accurate it is, just sounds stupidly pretentious to say out loud to another person.
Another thing to consider is that their songs are fast. Fast and loud. Before this “avant-twee” became a thing to deal with and consider, the most accurate description of the Illiops is that of an art-punk band. Perhaps they’re twee-punks in artsy clothes. Perhaps they knew this style of music was past due for reinvention. But all of that doesn’t matter, because the Illiops are also one of the best bands we have, fronted by one of the best songwriters we have. So it kind of makes any other argument a wash.
A new Martin Douglas is coming. He’s a lot like the old Martin Douglas. Well, the old old Martin Douglas. Stay tuned.
I was lying in bed last night, trying for the life of me to figure out when the darkness has filtered in underneath the cracks in the door, when I stopped being funny or clever or stopped having a good time. I suppose I have a good time intermittently, but it’s not like it used to be. I have no idea when I started being a dark person; I knew despair was always there, but it was always tempered by the bright personality that burst through.
I’m a different person than I was, a darker person. I’ve been trying to find that light and have been unsuccessful. This is not exactly a complaint, just the way life is, I guess. There used to be light that shone through the cracks, the gold speckled over the damage. It’s all just black now.
See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks.Sylvia Plath (via silentvesper)
I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.
David Hockney - Iowa (1964)
Danny Lyon (via)
peach-blossom-spring: 17th century-inspired stays by Charlotte Raine Corsetry
There is in every one of us, even those who seem to be most moderate, a type of desire that is terrible, wild, and lawless.Plato, The Republic (via silentvesper)
Wu-Tang Clan - “C.R.E.A.M.”
On November 9, 1993, Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) was released. Every time I think about how this record changed my life, about how Wu-Tang were my Beatles, about how it opened me up to an entire world — and not just rap, the whole world was opened up to me.
I’m a second-generation hip-hop fan; I’ve been listening to rap music since the womb. But not until I first heard Wu-Tang Clan had I thought rap was for me. Rap felt like “my parents’ music” until I listened to this deeply weird album with kung-fu flick samples and its deluge of monikers and aliases and its artful approach to a genre of music I had been raised under. Experiencing Wu-Tang for the first time was unlike anything I’ve experienced before or since, and their influence still permeates my life.
I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.Neil Gaiman, The Sandman (via silentvesper)