Thursday, January 31, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
That's my friend Sam Champion on the left sitting all inconsequential like but delivering the liquor sword vein he is so good at, and on the right is someone I've never heerd of til tonight, Liz Durrett, who I like a lot. This song. Them. Together. Good.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
What scene would I want to be enveloped in
more than this one,
an ordinary night at the kitchen table,
floral wallpaper pressing in,
white cabinets full of glass,
the telephone silent,
a pen tilted back in my hand?
It gives me time to think
about all that is going on outside—
leaves gathering in corners,
lichen greening the high grey rocks,
while over the dunes the world sails on,
huge, ocean-going, history bubbling in its wake.
But beyond this table
there is nothing that I need,
not even a job that would allow me to row to work,
or a coffee-colored Aston Martin DB4
with cracked green leather seats.
No, it's all here,
the clear ovals of a glass of water,
a small crate of oranges, a book on Stalin,
not to mention the odd snarling fish
in a frame on the wall,
and the way these three candles—
each a different height—
are singing in perfect harmony.
So forgive me
if I lower my head now and listen
to the short bass candle as he takes a solo
while my heart
thrums under my shirt—
frog at the edge of a pond—
and my thoughts fly off to a province
made of one enormous sky
and about a million empty branches.
- Billy Collins
Monday, January 21, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
I was standing outside an ART opening tonight, and a guy comes up to me and says, "You're in that band Need New Body." "I wish I was," I says. This is for that. And also, I promise I'll post something not from Youtube soon. What can I say, I'm visually stiimulated.
Thanks for dinner John and Dawn.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Saw this today on Bleeker, and it made me sad. I don't think I've ever heard a Phish song, certainly not in its entirety, but whenever someone takes a picture of a band down from their wall, and a framed one at that, well, there's a little hurt. It gives you pause.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
Thursday, January 3, 2008
|Have a great night with your girlfriend!|
|From:||Roscoe Holcomb (firstname.lastname@example.org)|
|Sent:||Thu 1/03/08 1:03 PM|
Unexpected but thoughtful. It's nice to see that he's keeping busy. Thank you Roscoe!
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Probably a lot of Star Wars geeks and film school hipsters.
It's completely ridiculous, as you can see from this clip: