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Mud Doctors
One of the things that delights me about the Magic Flute is the way ( Read more... ) -
Strawberry Alarm Clock
This morning the Ebony Hillbillies were trying something different, a more abstract banjo-and-fiddle arrangement that sounded like something Steve Reich would have turned in for a Coen Brothers movie -- or actually a lot like Paul Giger's "Tropus" [RealAudio; jump to 48:10]. Gigantic and panoramic music if you could listen to it up close, but from ( Read more... ) -
Carabas
This morning there was a pigeon roosting outside one of the bedroom windows and the world smells faintly like rising bread. Yesterday at the office was reasonably triumphant so I walked across the park to take in the green, the light after the storm, and the whiff of carriage horses. They've revived Belle de Jour again so I figure what the hell, I ( Read more... ) -
The Gods of Capital
No one knows who will live in this cage in the future, or whether at the end of this tremendous development entirely new prophets will arise, or there will be a great rebirth of old ideas and ideals or, if neither, mechanized petrification embellished with a sort of convulsive self-importance. - Max Weber ( Read more... ) -
Overture: Coming Attractions
Been busy. Good news is I think I'm an honorary Pole now -- who knew there was an "almost kosher" vodka bottled with actual leaves of grass? And who knew Poland had gotten so into chakra theory? Although I have to admit it's a shame that at least two of my Brooks Brothers shirts have been destroyed ( Read more... ) -
This old moon wanes
Ernest Thompson Seton, who looked back about a century ago to a time when we all lived in the forest, called this the "hunger" month and recommended that his students spend the long evenings making their war shirts and in the study of signaling "by semaphore, Myer, Morse, etc. Also by blazes, stone signs, grass signs, smoke fires." Daylight was for ( Read more... ) -
Paddling Upriver
Ich liebe this trailer. Playing in the Bay Area next month.
