Thursday, October 29, 2009

broken birdie



Autumn in new york only took up two weeks, I can't believe it. . the rain is buying up all the time slots and the sun's asleep.

We have huge windows in our living room.. they are actually Nichki's boyfriend exact size..we are hoping that these help us cope with the dwindling daylight. The sills are nice and wide and made for sitting on. We smoke our cigarettes there, and we put a shell there too, to remind us of the other side of the country.

I went to go see Múm last saturday by myself; how different it is to enjoy this music in front of you, without anyone to turn to and confirm the reality. Instead I gave out a lot of smiles to those around me, I wore the fur bonnet and I danced.

it is all good right aroundnow..

Friday, October 23, 2009

I gotta write this somewhere lasting before I change my mind:: my band will be called Mom and Dad and the Special Birthday Fire. Okay!!

child smile

I have this funny activity that I've never told anyone about before that I do a lot when I am feeling really sucked of any inkling of artistic intent. I think it is so funny, I am smiling real big just being around the idea. I put on music that is sung in another language besides english and I kinda close my ears in a little bit, I kinda bring down the level of listening that I normally give to songs and I pretend that I am a kid who is making up my own new words. So I write down what I think this person is saying, usually I am really off and it makes for a good knee slappin' time or something,,

an example?? sure.

I half gnaw the grapefruit guts
fizzing fit, I lift the ceramic
fell into sleep, woke up in heaven
stand a little
broken call
back of chair holds it all
children in the circle
children are the circle.
dearRichard

fucking shotgun
and your hand for egging it on.
your brain is mostly to blame,
I don't see how that slick
grey thing of wonder could
convince you of anything
but immortality.

1984 maybe wasn't that great, but hey!
1988 was the second coming.

The Braughtigal Son returns
smiling and shivering
in a body made of watermelon sugar.