New York butt what!
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
As I sit looking out of a window of the building / I wish I did not have to write the instruction manual on the uses of a new metal.
Got 400 years?
Looks like Ubu has recently archived WAY too many John Ashbery audio files. Readings, interviews, lectures, etc.
www.JOHN ASHBERY AUDIO BECAUSE NOW IS AS GOOD A TIME AS ANY
It's fucking unbelievably way too much.
But it arrives at a great time!
With the days getting longer, you can keep his voice on while you're grilling or getting an evening haircut in your kitchen.
His emotionally sweeping 1985 collection, A Wave, has been keeping me more than company over the last little minute. It's kind of a sea-change operation, and, well, pretty moving.
His voice is another thing altogether. Round and sharp? Horsehair. Pragmatic and shy and confident.
And to think! just last week I played his reading of The Tennis Court Oath for Irwin. It's one of the many worthwhile contributions on the suggestively-covered Disconnected release by Giorno Poetry Systems back in 1974. A bunch of poets reading on record. Meanwhile, you can download the whole GPS catalogue here.
Quite a record cover.
I guess it was just a miscellaneously gay time for poetics in the USA.
Speaking of, since when is John Ashbery a queerman's Conan O'Brien?
Now for a poem. As a coda.
This Room
The room I entered was a dream of this room.
Surely all those feet on the sofa were mine.
The oval portrait
of a dog was me at an early age.
Something shimmers, something is hushed up.
We had macaroni for lunch every day
except Sunday, when a small quail was induced
to be served to us. Why do I tell you these things?
You are not even here.
From the 2000 collection Your Name Here
Enjoy your haircut. xo
Looks like Ubu has recently archived WAY too many John Ashbery audio files. Readings, interviews, lectures, etc.
www.JOHN ASHBERY AUDIO BECAUSE NOW IS AS GOOD A TIME AS ANY
It's fucking unbelievably way too much.
But it arrives at a great time!
With the days getting longer, you can keep his voice on while you're grilling or getting an evening haircut in your kitchen.
His emotionally sweeping 1985 collection, A Wave, has been keeping me more than company over the last little minute. It's kind of a sea-change operation, and, well, pretty moving.
His voice is another thing altogether. Round and sharp? Horsehair. Pragmatic and shy and confident.
And to think! just last week I played his reading of The Tennis Court Oath for Irwin. It's one of the many worthwhile contributions on the suggestively-covered Disconnected release by Giorno Poetry Systems back in 1974. A bunch of poets reading on record. Meanwhile, you can download the whole GPS catalogue here.
Quite a record cover.
I guess it was just a miscellaneously gay time for poetics in the USA.
Speaking of, since when is John Ashbery a queerman's Conan O'Brien?
Now for a poem. As a coda.
This Room
The room I entered was a dream of this room.
Surely all those feet on the sofa were mine.
The oval portrait
of a dog was me at an early age.
Something shimmers, something is hushed up.
We had macaroni for lunch every day
except Sunday, when a small quail was induced
to be served to us. Why do I tell you these things?
You are not even here.
From the 2000 collection Your Name Here
Enjoy your haircut. xo
Monday, May 31, 2010
Tiny Vipers
And then this girl with a mysterious neck tattoo and some BRAND new New Balances and a bummer inner ear earring absolutely murders you on a Sunday night at a digital art gallery in the Tenderloin? Nu-uh.
Apparently there was no press. Maybe 22 people there. I wouldn't have known had it not been for Jefre and the things he knows.
Oh! how I wish I could send you back in time and put you there, person #23. Hmm. Well, at the very least you can get heavy with the KEXP vid of her doing Dreamer, the stand out track from 2009's Life on Earth.
Try to stay alive?
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Saturday/Peakin'
Curated by the deep-minded/souled Root Strata boys, Jefre Cantu and Maxwell Croy, Saturday at Grace promises to deliver us from/to. Music made for vaulted ceilings. Spring in the city. Devotionally speaking, it's happening.
In addition to their record label, the blog genuinely takes care of needs.
I love you.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Crescent Fluorescent (Art Historical version)
Anne Wagner + T.J. Clark + Berkeley Hills + Yardsale =
What I'm saying is, two big art historians had a yardsale.
I now own their geometric pastel tablecloth from 1974.
Greil Marcus was there. So were his glasses.
K got a (skinny persons) dress once belonging to Anne's mother. Elegant. And skinny.
I now own their geometric pastel tablecloth from 1974.
Greil Marcus was there. So were his glasses.
K got a (skinny persons) dress once belonging to Anne's mother. Elegant. And skinny.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Yvonne Rainer
Hand Movie (1968)
"Rainer's first film, Hand Movie, was shot by fellow dancer William Davis when Rainer was confined to a hospital bed, recovering from major surgery and unable to dance."
May it all be possible.
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