blissfully await another day in the kindness of beautiful people. uncertain how to go on, except in an ordinary way, with hunger and health, and longing.
mcguire goes to louisina for more midnight kiss fun. maybury told me tales of crookers, MSTRKRFT, debbie harry, steve aoki, bloody beetroot, and passports and the UK. a solo show with electricity . . .
shepard fairey will prevail against boston's absurdity.
twitter is more interesting in french or german.
thunder from heaven had a delightful video shoot with scoot mcnairy and a delightful cast . . . a party really. cam taught me two chords on guitar and joey did as well . . . but i still want a dulcimer. the painted snakes guitar felt a bit sacred, as is the information, and still my heart is full of love and pain . . . plans for the dream oasis will unfold tomorrow at the behest of eco-guru.
lefthouserecordings.com is a lot of fun . . . and poubelle and birds were not as bad as expected in the company of trip, mcguire, and brett . . .
keith 2.0 played simian mobile disco's "hustler" song two nights ago. it tears me up. shoplifting at the record store as a metaphor for peer-2-peer or anti-capitalism in general.
listening to les enfants terribles (children of the game) by philip glass.
i have longed to hear it since i saw it live in 1997.
a long wait.
a dance opera of the brother and sister fantasy world based on novel by jean cocteau.
my dearest healed--- triumphs over sickness.
patience is providence, in the words of michael, my brother, whose music is still tearing me up with its tenderness.
if only he would answer when i call . . .
someone was thinking of me, how coud that be . . . as though i even exist, not but an illusion, even to myself.
nerves for the pirate bay . . . love my friend tim . . . fear nothing, except the horror of two in the morning . . .
and any moment, as they usually get the best of me . . .
andy clockwise spaceland tonight
val is an angel
and cam a wizard
flighty forest sprites whizzing off to nowhere . . .
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