Once upon a time when I was a child, I would turn on regular cable TV and see things like this:
Now MTV is all reality TV bullshit with violence and sex and stupidity and no art. We never knew we had it so good. David Byrne, by the way, will be at Clowes Hall Oct. 25...
Here's the player for Byrne's new album with Brian Eno...
Most recent shopping list; 3 bags of ice, AAA batteries, tampons, do you buy something else just so that you, don't walk to the front of the store with only tampons that aren't yours. listen
it is four freaking thirty in the morning and i cannot sleep again. i have already taken my second valerian but the goddamn seagulls are cryin their heads off. and my mind is sorting out my computer files, downloading pictures for my theoretical show with shirley jackson, packing and shipping my doubled things, transferring bank accounts, and let's not even get started on the byproduckts of moving. i added the extra k there for humour. did i mention that i am completely surrounded by canadians? that sounds like a robbery.
My babysitter took me to an unfinished messing(?) across the street. This is the same October evening that Heidi's mom screamed to her for pouring ground beef grease in the kitchen sink. She so ____ ripple along the moth eating roof and brick. Once inside we round ourselves up the spiral staircase to a room where under a low light(?) light bulb the record player spun a black disk. A few sizzle tip ____ and mistletoe hung from Heidi's hand in the band(?) howl(?) barked at the moon. listen
This is Ed(?) and I got your message and I did buy you a theater(?) I think you need to stop by the house, I'll be up on the front porch all afternoon got some beer(?) to grind, so still early now I'm gonna get me a cocoa love(?), talk to you later, Bye. listen
I've got a free folding patter of flapping corny fluskie(?) flakes, and I need to get those things out before my elbows revert upon themselves. Oh yes, as a very well. Shall Victor Brenda in a constitutional kind of a flap squish ____. [unclear speech, please listen] listen
These days people think they got nothing to say till something comes out. When they got nothing to say and nothing comes out____Steve Margarette is nothing up your own fundamental office and he's doing it right now and you don't even notice. listen
I don't have a blue jump suit, but I do have a baze(?) jump suit, but it's not called a jump suit, it's called a space suit for science speed speed suit I mean speed suit for science but I didn't finish my homework for the algorical(?) impulse towards the theory of post modernism and I'm going to have to. listen
Jack Mountain, Mount Taylor, Mount Ferry, Mount Challenger, Mount Despair, Golden Horn, Savardo(?), Crader Peek, Ruby, Mount Baker, bigger than the world and the Western distance, Jack Ass Mountain, Crooked Thumb Peek, and the Fabulous names of the Quicks, 3 Fools, Cinnamon, Trouble, Lightening, and Freeze out, and it was all mine, not another Human pair of eyes. listen
And I said, pass, pass, pass, that which passes through, that which revolves on that perpendicular hill. The vision of the freedom of eternity was mine forever. The chipmunk ran into Watson(?), a butterfly came out, it was simple as that. Birds flew over the shack, rejoicing, they had a mile long patch(?), a sweet blueberries all the way down to the timber line for the last time, I went out to the edge of the lightning gourge listen
This is Terrorwack(?), my hair looks long, my eyes feel blue in the mirror, my skin tanned and happy. All my gills have soak in rain again ____ that are warm and toast(?) my bad dreaming of long infantry scouting. Movements in the mountain, could wild morning with a high wind, racing fogs, racing clouds, sudden bright suns, the priston(?) white ball patches and my. listen
Outside the Vogue. Harry Christian's(?) and that beggars. Thinking spare change for their causes. Pete and moms and a girl auditions a simple greeting, hi how are you? Some kinda flashy jagger floats by backwards, liquorish, candy stripe and the most obvious parking spaces go on fulfilled. listen
The punk in the pig is a pig t-shirt have to get cash from the ATM. Its a spiritualized show, rumpled professor smoking pot. Jacket caught on something tucked into his belt in the back. Glass blowing hippie teacher stops to do stretches and talk about his bike. Yo, dude that's cool, man. Pick it up. You like to draw? Oh that's cool man I don't care. listen
Sometimes on nights like these when I'm out on my bike, I wish I could ride to the Ball(?)Diamonds(?), down by the lake and maybe watch little(?) league or men's softball games where I didn't know anybody, instead I ride past buildings where workers are emptying trash. listen
Another analog delay 6 cents short of $40 with shipping. I figure with pedals like these, battery powered guitar amps, a couple cables, and a microphone all hooked onto a tool belt of some sort, we could become mobile sound samplers.
a place for people in Chambray Blue Jumpsuit to post things. That's what it is. I'm going to be trying to post using my crappy cell phone and Jott -- www.jott.com -- a program that allows you to send text messages through a voice recognition program. Often, the text gets a little screwy. That will be fun.