March 2009
360 degrees of simulated stereo?
More thunks on Pere Ubu
OK. Where was I before being so rudely interrupted by one or another aspect of the space/time continuum? Ah, yes…we had entered into consideration Cleveland and its contributions to that hoary wreck known as human culture. I have to post another Pere Ubu song, since no one does sonic apocalypse like David Thomas.
“The girls won’t touch me
cos I’ve got misdirection
...
‘My Dark Ages’ From 1976, and it...
Uh Oh...
It seems to have been several days and no accidental in-wanderers have taken me up on my Paris offer. Oh, well…I can’t say this wasn’t expected. I think now it’s briefly time to abandon said City of Lights and for your diversion and delectation, to wander off to another point of urban fascination. I’m talkin’ ‘bout Cleveland. When you’re done...
An open invitation
If you’re feeling like I am, that life is going nowhere fast and is in need of something to get it into motion, then you just happen to have stumbled onto the right post. I know this bistro in Paris, La Maison, on the Rue Frédéric Sauton that I’d love to share with you (hey…look down. Yep, that’s the place). Perhaps we could sit at one of the tables, sharing a bottle of...
You clutched me like a crucifix,
I held you like a gun.
Why?
I’ve resisted starting a blog for a long while. I guess my thought was, why should anyone have even minimal interest in my opinions, what music I listen to or which film segments I’m energetic enough to steal from YouTube? I mean, you have opinions of your own, you think your taste in music is the most cutting-edge possible and you know which flicks are the coolest ever, so what do...
