Saturday, October 28, 2006

9

"...and what does it mean--"

--he's stringing together random facts
about the world, trying to find meaning in them--
(in a slight panic or confusion during his search)--

"And what does it mean that Sun Yat-sen
was here in Denver, right here, almost a
century ago, here in Denver, when the
ROC was formed? October tenth--ninety-two
years ago--almost exactly? What does it mean?
It must mean something--"

8

more music.txt

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caroline lufkin
ak-momo
nick drake
joanna newsom

7

baking soda--it's the answer to everything--it can do anything. Just look at the box.

(grocery store--while he's there, bit about "it must be free")

6

(an early manifesto, not hanging to it anymore but the golden essence is the same--)

Good morning! Today's forecast calls for blue skies!

Hey you with the pretty face
welcome to the human race

and today
is the day we've waited for

A frantic account of damn near everything! All-over, sporadic, autobiographical and completely ficticious, the story of the girl in the river taking off her dress, the accounts of everything, the girl in the skirt-shorts, the long airport drive, the wedding, it's all here,

pop culture and music pervades every corner

at its brightest should sparkle and explode like MR. BLUE SKY, like Polyphonic Spree, and at other times should sound like the quiet piano in Jon Brion, in Yann Tiersen, should sound like Tokyo at night

YOURS WITH DEVOTION:
TRUMPET AND DRUMS

Madness in Denver, in Philadelphia, in Tokyo, in imagined real cities

because I'm
ON MY WAY
(all around)

and it changes speed and tempos midway through like IT'S THE SUN

ba da la ba da
ba da la ba dum

and she's got a car crash for a soul--

5

As a young(er) man Jim
took off on a road trip
following J.K. and N.C.--NY
to Denver to San Fran
et cetera.

4

Hey jerks!
_____ is leaving. ☹
We will be having
goodbye drinks @
Benders Tavern
9:ish on Thursday
night.
We think.
If there is a change of venue it will be
posted right here.

GABOR’S
13th’ Marion

6pm
to
2am!

3

Her father's the musician. She won't get close. Taken advantage too many times. Jim is different--doesn't even like the band. Just likes her for her.

2

1. A pair of headphones dangle, attached to nothing except maybe a carryout box.

2. And as I always say: narcolepsy, narcolepsy, narcolepsy.

3. And the sound of the uilleann pipe, late at night, the glow of the screen, after midnight, on a basement bed.

Friday, October 27, 2006

1

He: Jim
She: Freya
Mouse: gone
It: mine
More: later