it ain't so bad

i love livin' downtown

i get to make art
with some of my favorite people
all the damned time

i can afford just enough extra-curricular
to stay relatively sane

riding a bike is awesome

my job don't pay much,
but it don't make me wanna die

anyway,
it ain't so bad

let me

let me
get this straight

adam and eve
ate some fruit
cause they were tricked
by a snake

and now
I'm fucked?

yeah,
that's fair.

thanks God.

writing

writing
i'm not doing enough
writing

i need to be in the cave

i'm not so good
with people
right now
anyway

the disconnect
is powerful

and what with words
only referring
to other words
they are somehow
less dangerous
than people

who might
wield knives
or bats

i'm watching...

the daily show and this guy Richard Engel just said something about the President saying something like we wouldn't know if the war on terror was a success for at least 40 years - and then he talked about the cold war - said it took us at least that long to know if it was a success - I assume he means the fall of the berlin wall and the collapse of Russia - how is this success?
i guess walls going down are good - but look at how we're doing over here on the winning side - what the cold war cost us - what the war on terror is costing us - is incalcuable - we have been on a wartime economy since WWII - this is insane - the scarcity is manufactured - your universal heathcare is being made into a bomb as we speak - your solar power conversion is paying blackwater's salary -
if we feed the world won't they just crowd up the beaches?
i mean if this is what success looks like i'd hate be failure
and i suppose russia is worse.
and we're supposed to feel good about that?
about being responsible for that?
or that maybe they were/are some kind of democracy/republic/something?
we are becoming a soviet style police state.
don't believe me - refuse to show yr papers at the airport.
who won the cold war?
and while i'm ranting -
we are not all americans first
fuckabuncha republicans - really
i don't love the democrats -
obama is no saint -
but seriously
if you aided and abetted
the criminals in this administrations
even if only by self identifying with
their party
well then
just fuck you
i find myself
yelling
yelling
at the tv
every time
McCain is on
yelling
like i never yelled
at O'Reilly
like i never yelled
at Rush
muttering under my breath
coughing it out
crazy like

its not healthy


here's to taking friday off

finally gonna see iron man
and go to the library
and do laundry
and yell at the tv
till i'm hoarse

see

see
me
and the devil
we
go
way back

i'm not saying
i'm not saying
its always been easy
because it hasn't

it hasn't

but when
i've needed him
he's always been there
whispering in my ear
putting things in my hand
sometimes pointy things
sometimes fleshy things
sometimes well...

i mean
we've had
our disagreements
we've had our disagreements

fr instance
he believes
in God.

Flipside fragment-- Random Neural Misfirings

Flipside fragment-- Random Neural Misfirings: "In the meantime, here’s one tidbit. In a conversation with someone I met at Flipside, he asked me about firespinning—specifically, if I had noticed any physical benefits. I think my answer might make a good blog entry."

he is right. it does.
maybe i should become a fire spinner.

tdu at flipside

Houston - The Defenestration Unit - Events Search

Houston - The Defenestration Unit - Events Search

It’s hard to preview a show by a group of musicians like the frequently expanding and/or contracting sextet that calls itself The Defenestration Unit. Were this band assigned that task, they’d likely shrug the whole thing off as missing the point. Besides, they probably only have a slightly better idea of what’s actually going to happen onstage than you do. As their name implies, the group is in the habit of willful and often joyful discarding of everything that is usually said to define a “band” – they have no particular set-list, instrumentation, or sound, or even fixed membership. Often reductively labeled as free-jazz, the group cartwheels freely through whatever sonic fields fit their fancy that night, though you might well detect the traces of a Sun Ra theme. So let’s just try to leave them with that most general of descriptors: “improvisational music.” And add that Defenestration Unit will stretch your sonic consciousness.

HandStamp

HandStamp: "Sunday (May 25):

• I've yet to venture out to Discovery Green, but color us impressed by the dedication the park has made to local music. This weekend features the Defenestration Unit, whose improvisational style incorporates everything from jazz and rock to electronic and ambient grooves.

Details: 1 p.m. Free. Discovery Green, 1500 McKinney. 713-400-7336."

Kim Ritter’s Notions On Art » Blog Archive » Burning Flipside

Kim Ritter’s Notions On Art » Blog Archive » Burning Flipside

Kim must have been camping near us, as that is Shelley's car in the background.

Kim's entry is a nice introduction to Flipside.

my short summary:

I did not do enough socializing.
I never do.
or more accurately, I'm social in bursts.
Days of no privacy or time alone was harder than even the heat.
It was damned hot during the day.
We mostly sat under our ez-up and fanned ourselves.
Some of us went swimming.
I only went to the creek once.

At night it was loud bright and crazy.


TDU played at least two sets fri, sat, and sun
on the back of a trailer in the art car camp.
Fri night Jim and Doc Bull had not arrived
so there was no guitar,
however, Jo Bird sat in and played viola.
Unfortunately Jim was bringing the recording equipment too,
so there is no document of friday night.
We had crowds dancing at points, and sometimes
we were playing to the same handful that usually
see us in Houston...
although I assume many people could hear us
that I couldn't see.
Some of our most psychedelic music ever.
I didn't do much in the way of lyrics,
but did play the space echo a lot.


had a blast - got to see Aileen and Todd -
the burn and the fireworks were amazing -
i think i lost weight
and i know i got sunburned -
although not as bad as during the art car parade.


things i didn't mention - woola skirt, shit knuckles, BLP's brief flipside premiere, having way too much food and not sharing enough of it (although we got better at it), drinking less whiskey than i expected, glam camp, the sonic forest, the balloon tent, musical tesla coils and so much moe i'm sure...

her's some other flipside posts i found:

The Origin of Peanut Butter Guy -


Peanut Butter Briefcase / Going Through The Motions

A guy at a bar said, "You remember the briefcase from Pulp Fiction? This is that briefcase. Want to see what's in it?" Sure! He opens it up and it is full of chunky peanut butter. Excellent, and disgusting at the same time. A man gets some peanut butter on his fingers and begins to smear it in his hair and on his face. He then opens his mouth and pours beer into it, but without swallowing, so that the beer runs out of his mouth and down his front. He laughs and says, "I'm just going through the motions! I'm not even trying!"

Video of the musical Tesla Coils

This video is a joint effort of ArcAttack (Tesla Coils) and Craig Newswanger (Drums & PVC pipe organ) of Resonance Studios.


and

the flicker group

Fireworks from my balcony

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Originally uploaded by zephrene

more TDU at the parade.

Art Car parade names its winners | LOCAL NEWS | KHOU.com | News for Houston, Texas

Art Car parade names its winners | LOCAL NEWS | KHOU.com | News for Houston, Texas

Music:

First Place: Last Concert Cafe Band of Gypsies with Carrie Ann and Apocalyptics by Dawn Fudge #52 (Trophy and $250)

Second Place: The Allen Oldies Band by Allen Hill #16 (Trophy and $100 gift card from Academy Sports and Outdoors)

Third Place: The Defenestration Unit - Space is the Place by Kirk Suddreath #213 (Trophy and $50 gift card from Academy Sports and Outdoors)

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Originally uploaded by Notsuoh Photography

Here's Jen on TDU's entry in the art car parade.

We won 3rd place in the musical entry category.

yahoo!

When Christ Comes

is the title of the book dad sent me in the mail.
got here today.
he says I can't imagine how my life will change
when I turn it over to God.
I'm as likely to turn it over to Santa Claus.

I wish I was well enough to go out drinking.

Art Car costume