I've recently found MrRevillz on YouTube and been listening to his remixes all day, everyday.
Thursday, December 19
Sunday, July 28
Saturday, July 27
Monday, June 24
As I look back over my life I am struck by post cards Ruined Snap shots faded posters Of a time, I can't recall I am a Scot, or so I'm told. Really the heir of Mystery Christians Snake in the Glen The child of a Military family... I rebelled against church after phases of fervor I curried favor in school & attack'd the teachers I was given a desk in the corner I was a fool & The smartest kid in class Walks in D.C. in Negro streets. The library & book stores. Orange brick in warm sun. The books & poets magic Then sex gives greater stimulation Than you've ever known & all peace & books lose their charm & you are thrown back on the eye of vision History of Rock coinciding w/ my adolescence Came to LA to Film School Venice Summer Drug Visions Roof top songs early struggles & humiliations Thanks to the girls who fed me. Making Records Elvis had sex-wise mature voice at 19. Mine still retains the nasal whine of a repressed adolescent minor squeaks & furies An interesting singer at best - a scream or a sick croon. Nothing in-between.
Thursday, February 7
Friday, February 1
Most...no, all of my dearest friends live in other parts of the country. Some even countries away! While telephones chats are nice, and texting is good to keep in contact on a day-to-day basis, my favorite way of communicating with them is through letters. There's nothing that brightens my day more than the mailman delivering an envelope enclosing a personalized message just for me. The actual physical nature of letter writing is special in itself. The content of what goes into a letter is different than an email also. Letters are written knowing there's time and space differences, emails are immediate, you could get a response in minutes! The dialogue is prolonged, you have to make whatever you want to say more relevant over longer times...if that makes sense. There are other differences too... Writing a good letter takes time and care!
I randomly found this letter to Walt Whitman from Bram Stoker--the Irish writer of Dracula:
(The rest of the letters are here )
Dublin, Feb. 14, 1876.
My dear Mr. Whitman.
Tuesday, January 15
The present is only faced in any generation by the artist. The artist is prepared to study the present as his material because it is the area of challenge to the whole sensory life, and therefore it is anti-utopian, it's a realm of anti values And the artist who comes in contact with the present produces an avant-garde image which is terrifying to the contemporaries. Marshall McLuhan
Tuesday, November 20
Last year I made it a point to be in Memphis on the anniversary of Jeff's death, a fan pilgrimage of sorts. This year I was driving through and by chance was there at the same time. These are some pictures I took of his house on Rembert St. No one lives there so I went around back and took a look through the windows. I wonder what the neighbors think haha!
Saturday, November 17
Wednesday, November 14
Thursday, November 1
This summer I went to The Big House in Macon, Georgia. Pretty much heaven for any Allman Bros fan. It was absolutely lovely. We were the only people there, just a few of the workers/volunteers getting ready for Gregg's book signing the next day. I took my time looking and reading everything and I really loved all the handwritten lyrics. My favorite room was "casbah lounge" upstairs with big windows with a six head shower, cushions, hookahs, record player, etc. I could just imagine spending a rainy day in their, listening to music and never leaving. After that we went to H&H diner which was the bands favorite place and had some collard greens and okra... not many vegan options! hah but cool atmosphere! I definitely could go back to the chitlin circuit. Good vibes around there.