DB#12000018

Yo, halo's not in the mist.

Halo's not intact.

Or anywhere near the premises I presume,

Dual or duel?

Shut up you fool.

Drool in a pool,

Sit in a stool,

DUEL.

Fight if you have to

hang from the rafter
call your pastor
ask whose master
find the bindings

bind the findings
I'm a grifter,
keep going like a drifter,
where I'm going, gaining queries,
fairies,
a spectrometer, get out on miskeeter,
my feet'er going one in front of the utha


my is mayan ruin

check the speed on your ometer

be the whirl in whirl-a-girl
jamaica?

has a bob-sled TEAM?

meet ja makah?
Steam going up like a dream
in deep deep deep
a fakir, antennae,
an aardvark lookin' for somethin' to eat,
no potatoes, something not much left...

eiffel

tower
trifle

rifle
back in listen world
is
iz
this is now

Conglomerate come out new like cash oil records Emirates,
i EAT cHINESE s[AGHETTI

WET

letter.

__________ . _____________

My great gramma
she said
do them wells
do they keep a pumpin' oil
or do they
DRY OUT
after a while?

,.,,.,,.,.mm

last word, go go go...
chinese stew.
monkey in the middle.
chinese stew.

any word

East Village Tango

There's just too much crazy shit going on these days not to have a blog. Not when you have access to a video camera or other documentary device anyhoo...

I went to St. Marks with Dave last night to see Reverend Billy and the Stop Shopping Gospel Choir. I've seen them a few times before... always a good time, and certainly among the more meaningful church-going experiences I've had. Kurt Vonnegut was there to say a few words, but it was hot as hell and he had to take off early.

I brought a video camera along, more or less to document the show, but as always, the characters came out of the woodwork. I'll get around to putting together a Rev. Billy film, but last night the real beauty came before and after the show; images, sounds, and characters left and right.

Behold the first of a series of short works: "Respect", an encounter in an East Village deli.