that's right, 'the mascara snake', fast and bulbous.
hello you three - are y'all together in i.c.? jared, how are your teeth? tony and i are thinking of you. i just finished reading a bio of captain beefheart....i'm inspired (to like captain beefheart very much, if nothing else). but here's a quote from the biography i thought was interesting for the poet side. the context is don van vliet/aka beefheart's quasi-paranormal abilities. lots of stories of him answering the phone before it rings and so on.
here's the quote:
"Two particular incidents remain strong in Chris Cutler’s memory: 'I remember we were on the ferry coming back to Dover at the end of the tour. Don suddenly started to point out tiny links and correspondences – the color of that barstool and a child’s socks, the shape of a shadow and a book on a table, that sort of thing – only a lot of them, and as if he saw the parts of the room and its occupants as a pattern or net formed by the positions of similars; a kind of topographical version of the internal rhyming stresses in a poem. And he did genuinely seem sometimes to be preternaturally alert. In the middle of a conversation in a noisy hotel foyer, I remember he suddenly stopped and commented on what a party of people over the other side of the room were talking about. None of us had heard anything of the other conversation – one blanks all that out – nor could we even after our attention had been drawn to it. We did check. Don was right.'” (Captain Beefheart: The Biography by Mike Barnes, pp. 218-219).
i'm trying not to comment on the election - i sent in my ballot yesterday! - but here's another beefheart line in honor:
"Go up the cement tower and say, ‘Listen, little lawyer, STOP!’”
and a regional comment: houston loves halloween. the house next door to us has a stack/pyramid of maybe thirty-five identical jack o'lanterns piled on the porch, all smiling, made of real pumpkins. not plastic, i mean - and therefore uncanny, the hand-crafted identical multiple, a weirdly effective decorations approach. huge, huge giant spiders and snakes on the roofs of houses are more common than giant bruce nauman-esque pumpkin stacks, but also weird. i won't go into the bajillions of haunted houses here, except that a lot of them, in 'everything's bigger in texas' style, advertise multiple separate haunted houses (like 3-D, serial killers, phobias, and frightmare!) all under the same roof. or maybe same ownership or same lot. but i think the main thing is again the impression of hugeness, like those mega-clubs with 5 separate music areas and djs. but is there really that much to differentiate between haunted houses? (chainsaws, 3-D chainsaws, spiders with chainsaws, freddy kreuger with chainsaws.) what's the state of halloween in the midwest? wholesome, cute, and small with cool air and cider? sigh.
well, captain beefheart apparently didn't like living in the desert, but he pretended he did, and told david letterman that he wanted to move to arizona, where it was even hotter than the mojave. then, when he could afford it, he moved to northern california and watched whales from his back porch. ha! hello, pumpkin stack, i want the biggest haunted house there is. i was born and raised in the briar patch.
here's the quote:
"Two particular incidents remain strong in Chris Cutler’s memory: 'I remember we were on the ferry coming back to Dover at the end of the tour. Don suddenly started to point out tiny links and correspondences – the color of that barstool and a child’s socks, the shape of a shadow and a book on a table, that sort of thing – only a lot of them, and as if he saw the parts of the room and its occupants as a pattern or net formed by the positions of similars; a kind of topographical version of the internal rhyming stresses in a poem. And he did genuinely seem sometimes to be preternaturally alert. In the middle of a conversation in a noisy hotel foyer, I remember he suddenly stopped and commented on what a party of people over the other side of the room were talking about. None of us had heard anything of the other conversation – one blanks all that out – nor could we even after our attention had been drawn to it. We did check. Don was right.'” (Captain Beefheart: The Biography by Mike Barnes, pp. 218-219).
i'm trying not to comment on the election - i sent in my ballot yesterday! - but here's another beefheart line in honor:
"Go up the cement tower and say, ‘Listen, little lawyer, STOP!’”
and a regional comment: houston loves halloween. the house next door to us has a stack/pyramid of maybe thirty-five identical jack o'lanterns piled on the porch, all smiling, made of real pumpkins. not plastic, i mean - and therefore uncanny, the hand-crafted identical multiple, a weirdly effective decorations approach. huge, huge giant spiders and snakes on the roofs of houses are more common than giant bruce nauman-esque pumpkin stacks, but also weird. i won't go into the bajillions of haunted houses here, except that a lot of them, in 'everything's bigger in texas' style, advertise multiple separate haunted houses (like 3-D, serial killers, phobias, and frightmare!) all under the same roof. or maybe same ownership or same lot. but i think the main thing is again the impression of hugeness, like those mega-clubs with 5 separate music areas and djs. but is there really that much to differentiate between haunted houses? (chainsaws, 3-D chainsaws, spiders with chainsaws, freddy kreuger with chainsaws.) what's the state of halloween in the midwest? wholesome, cute, and small with cool air and cider? sigh.
well, captain beefheart apparently didn't like living in the desert, but he pretended he did, and told david letterman that he wanted to move to arizona, where it was even hotter than the mojave. then, when he could afford it, he moved to northern california and watched whales from his back porch. ha! hello, pumpkin stack, i want the biggest haunted house there is. i was born and raised in the briar patch.
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