Overheard in PDX
Posted on March 31, 2008
Near a large plate of fried smelts: “I have never in my life eaten so much smelt.”
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Sketching Trajectories
Posted on March 26, 2008
It’s become necessary to give time to music again. I am sifting through the recordings of two years and opening a few new veins here in Portland. I estimate that between recordings made in St. Louis, Zagreb, Budapest, Marina and Portland, I probably have enough to put together a full-length Cenozoik release. Here’s a bit from something I’m sketching:
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A Prayer for Emilio
Posted on March 25, 2008
I trembled when I read of Tejano star Emilio Navaira’s tour bus crash and the injuries he’s sustained. My heart goes out to Emilio, his family, friends and fans.
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Laju Psi na Plaži
Posted on March 12, 2008
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the perfume of influence
Posted on March 10, 2008
sweat and zen in portland, oregon.
i have completed a sixty-hour work week in five days. i smell like a jock strap full of squid and used feet.
i have not yet sprouted ironic above-lip facial hair for fashion purposes as the local males seem fond of doing, but the capitalization, conjunctions and abbreviations have gone out the window for this post. portland will do that to you. these northwestern people are typically very mild, a little skittish. i am fairly certain that the weather has something to do with it. i crave the sun, the clear blue sea and the things that those things engender. faraway lands are calling me again. i am not certain how i should answer. where is home? what is home?
i hollered out a bunch of songs at a pub after work tonight. i was loved. life is good.
stumptown. irony, soggy moustaches, horn-rimmed glasses, maudlin music and devalued emotional currency.
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Wheat, Barley, Corn and Rye
Posted on February 19, 2008
If there is one single, solitary deed that is more restorative and reassuring than any other, it is quite possibly the act of baking bread. If you build the oven and fire as well, all the better. Working grain and water with the hands is not only a response to our own innate impulses, but also an answer to the deeper, voiceless parts of the world around us. Kneading is an act of communication with a nourishing result.
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Abhayam…
Posted on February 9, 2008
…is our Word of the Day.
“In spite of your fear, do what you have to do.” - Chin-Ning Chu
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The Jurisdiction of Poets
Posted on February 8, 2008
The dogs are playing poker in the basement
And the sound of northwestern winter is on the TV again
A baby screams hallelujah, heralding a bright new beginning
But it’s hard to conceive of or believe in any future at all
I don’t often pretend to be a poet, but Frank Tedesso inspired me today. It’s not just the richness of his words, but also the thick, tangible longing in his distinctive human voice that gets me. When someone says, “The wormy laws of men are overthrown by the beautiful argument of a song,” can you find it within yourself to disagree? Given the shitstorm of lies and foisted pragmatism that constitute the quixotic life of a carrot-chasing mule, I often forget the power of such eternally truthful postulates and the freedom of spirit and voice whence they spring… but I’m fortunate that there are still true poets to remind me of them.
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Pileći Kebap
Posted on January 25, 2008
Nema ništa bolje u tri sati.
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Intent
Posted on January 14, 2008
Quite typically we view the world as hostile toward our intentions. It is not. We merely lack the faculties of perception needed to clearly comprehend the grand arc of the active will.
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