bird

I like the new Goldfrapp album Seventh Tree.
I like this artist I just heard of named Candie Payne. Weird name but totally old sounding.
I like my friends, they're coming over.
I like grabbing beers in the afternoon with my friends at dead bars.
I like the idea of warmer weather.
I like that my album is going to be ship shaped this month.
I like that I'm going to New York for three weeks in April.
I like collecting 10 reading materials from around the house and crawling into bed.
I like how my boyfriend requests free product samples to our house under made up names and that I'm always the one that gets to find them in the mail box.

Court & Spark

the real thing

yes, I know that you think
I am wrong
but
I know what is right for me
and what
is not.
may I tell you my
dream?

I am surrounded by
thick cement walls,
I am dressed in a red
robe
and I am sitting at an
organ.
there is not a
sound.
I begin to play the
organ.
the hiss of the notes
is sharp and soft
at the same time.

it is a slightly bitter
music
but among the dark notes
there are flashes of light and
laughter.

as I play,
the incomprehensible mystery
of the past
and of the present
becomes
comprehensible.

and best of all,
as I play,
nobody hears the music
but me.

the music is only
for me.

that is my
dream.

-c. bukowski














































As soon as the snow began to melt, more snow came. But I spend the day in black spandex and a ben folds shirt anyway, huddled in a hub of anything created. I love these days when I don't even go outside to check the mail. It makes me feel really lucky that I don't have to face the world! And I am left completely fashionable....

We officially jump start this album in one week. I am creating charts so I can clearly see (or try to see) the theme(s) of this record. You know how they always ask you what this album is about? Well I never know how to answer that. But I figure if I want the album to have a cover or any other art direction, I best get on figuring it out for myself.

Amidst that, I am listening to a lot of Court and Spark by Joni Mitchell and am learning a couple of the songs (Court and Spark, Help Me). I am also listening to the new Cat Power album, which is really good. Highlights are the cover songs New York, Ramblin' Woman, and Silver Stallion.

I saw the Bob Dylan movie I'm Not Here last night, and I'll probably have to see it at least one more time. Good though, a lot of awesome images and creative ideas going on. The story a tad difficult to follow, but I think that's the point.

Okay, I think later tonight I will rummage up a new Random Keepsake for the blog. Not like many people read this blog, but it will allow me the amusement of myself.

good things happen in fours

I am in the company of four new songs. They all get mixed together and I forget which one's which.

More recently writing has become a very strange procedure. I write a song that I can't play. I have to learn the piano fluently. Then I have to learn singing over it. I think it's because of all the odd rhythms that the changes are taking on, or the changing time signatures in the piano. I wrote a song today that I still can't play and sing at the same time. Am I outsmarting myself or simply becoming more stupid? In any case, I take breaks and sing the changes out loud to the house plants, while getting water and taking the occasional pee break. Humming on the toilet really passes the time.

Anyway, at this rate I will have another album ready in 7-8 months. Which is good because I feel at this point in my life, time doesn't wait. There are so many things I want to do and simply not enough pee breaks to sit and think about them all.

V

Staying Indoors

you win some you lose some

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LIGATURE

lines between keep us varified
rounds up and down
ending and beginning
this is my ligature - I'm the
P of your psycho path
you are not aware of the entire letter
knowing only the tip
this letter is foreign, therefore
the word will seem incomplete

which is understandable
you had no way of knowing
ligatures are for decoration only
they aren't the core of intention

you have been blinded
cross-eyed in the paragraph
it is
of a future language when you
are so very stuck in the past

i was there once
and will never go back

Thankful for simple things

silent

the city is a mute
under the snow
car mufflers are
just a low fuzz over
the banks
everything is in white slippers
the slow movement from
the morning bed to the
kitchen
indoor voices on the outside

the city is so toned down
so non-offensive
and still
while my heart bursts
and grovels
it's humility blanketed