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On September 6, 2001, net.art pioneer Wolfgang Staehle began live-streaming images of Lower Manhattan over the internet for a show at Postmasters gallery. With a new image of the same scene posted every four seconds, the project was intended to be a study in “eventlessness.” Then something happened.

The Goethe-Institut is showing the video in real-time through Wednesday. I saw it tonight. If you can, you should.

Satanis: The Devil’s Mass is a 1968 documentary featuring Anton Szandor LaVey, the controversial, charismatic and influential founder of the Church of Satan. Despite LaVey’s bad reputation, his Church of Satan doesn’t actually worship the man downstairs, in fact, LaVey didn’t even believe in the devil (or god, for that matter). Instead, the religion is all about celebrating the self and one’s desires.

Totally dated and thoroughly worth watching, Satanis features Mormons, a tiger, angry neighbors and LaVey dressed up in devil horns.

And while we’re on the topic of debunking misconceptions: yes, Sammy Davis, Jr., was a(n honorary) card-carrying member of the Church of Satan.

This song reminds me of something else so much, but I can’t put my fingers on it and it’s 100% driving me insane. Oh yeah, it’s this.

The Cabaret du Néant (Cabaret of Nothingness) was founded on the edge of the Montmartre district of Paris in 1892. In its famed Salle d’Intoxication clients sat under chandeliers made of human bones and drank at tables in the form of coffins, while hidden mirrors made phantom skeletons dance around the room. A little farther down street were the twin cabarets L’Enfer and Ciel, Heaven and Hell. Those legendary cabarets are long gone, and today this main drag is all porno shops, peep shows and assorted perverts. It’s also my favorite part of town.