formal exercises

jonathan bradely, a bright brainlight if ever there was one:

"You put Joanna Newsom's new CD into the player and are quickly confronted by a talking bear playing a harp.

If you wish to chide the bear for lacking African-American rhythms, turn to pg 34. If you wish to get in a dirigible with the bear, turn to pg 18.

Pg 18
The bear ate you. You are dead."

our friend thomas writes

"i think john bonham just called me from the land of the dead. i looked at my work phone and i'm 90% sure the caller ID said john bonham."

interview 1

with airjam miller. question: "why do you think justin timberlake didn't name his first album justinfied?"

(1) People are stupid, as I have learned working retail all these
years. (Clever movie titles are just asking to be mangled by clueless
bourgeois fuckers.) If the album was called Justinfied, customers
would still call it Justified anyway because they don't pay
attention to things that don't fit their expectations. J-Tim probably
didn't want to confuse people.

(2) Stars who particularly aspire to glamour, or class (see J-Tim's
wardrobe), might be able to get away with bad jokes, but they
certainly can't color their career with them. Justinfied is, in its
very thin cleverness, far less sexy than an old but somehow
imperative-sounding verb. Justified won't offend anyone, but
Justinfied will probably result in at least a few haughty 14-year
old girls keeping their pants on.

(3) Maybe his nickname, to his old friends of his entourage, is
"Just." Like, "Yo, Just, how bout sendin some pussy my way?"

groundlaying

i am starting a new blog here. it is named in honor of a conversation i had with the composer robert ashley, which can be read at the end of this article. this blog will be updated/designed in time. but for now, bear with me.

my old blogs can be read here, here, and here