Saturday, February 16, 2008

Local trees

exploring the sound world of guitarist Robbie Basho, a Baltimore contemporary of John Fahey who recorded for Fahey's Takoma Records, but whose eerie sound jettisoned Fahey's blues roots for eastern modes...

more here...

a long radio Interview

Thursday, February 14, 2008

The Ballad of the Man in the White Lunch

Former site of
the last lumpless oatmeal
east of the Occident

lodge toast & oleo
curled into a cone
& softened with tea

reach through the bars
of the nectarine crate
giant white man dread

brushes blood from the marble
passes the HP sauce bottle tower
spears his bouletten with a pin

smoked oysters toothpicked
on the Greyhound to Terrace thus
between the institution

& the raw end of the polisher
in November of '77
threescore & ten got you a hot tap

a heater, a prayer-blanket
of sky & all the fortune cookies
you could eat vitamins

a cubic yard of steam inhaled
pivoting from the sprouts
in the lobby a labyrinth b & w

Electrohome dispensing
afterschool Dark Shadows, Funorama,
The Kissing Man, Edge of Sleep...


ESPN's Chris Berman Caught On Camera Talking About Smuggling Canadian Codeine

reminds me of the "breakfast special" I invented many years ago--2 eggs, 2 sausage or bacon, 2 pieces of toast, 2 cups of coffee & 2 222''s, for $2.22...

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

The Ballad of the Man in the White Spot

To create a catchment for the blood
separate the lead from the egg
strain the salt through the mud
sop the gravy with a heel you've begged

Spring & we're still inhaling ornaments
Value Village tight with easter grails & pails
pulling tinsel through our fundaments
flossing with electric eels

This biscuit tastes of creosote
its a stratigraphic morsel
a puck in a vice on rice is nice
for packing plaster on the torso

Work it with a bent skate key
while acknowledging the math
let's sift this stretch of crumb tray beach
as if our habits formed a path

Then its "later..." like the kids say
trailing off on ceramic shins
over links, tussocks & old-style curbs
using their hands as fins

The Box

"The container made shipping cheap, and by doing so changed the shape of the world economy. The armies of ill-paid, ill-treated workers who once made their livings loading and unloading ships in every port are no more, their tight-knit waterfront communities now just memories. Cities that had been centers of maritime commerce for centuries, such as New York and Liverpool, saw their waterfronts decline with startling speed, unsuited to the container trade or simply unneeded, and the manufacturers that endured high costs and antiquated urban plants in order to be near their suppliers and their customers have long since moved away. Venerable ship lines with century-old pedigrees were crushed by the enormous cost of adapting to container shipping. Merchant mariners, who had shipped out to see the world, had their traditional days-long shore leave in exotic harbors replaced by a few hours ashore at a remote parking lot for containers, their vessel ready to weigh anchor the instant the high-speed cranes finished putting huge metal boxes off and on the ship..."

Sunday, February 10, 2008