Friday, October 01, 2010

a bunch of Hammer Horror on TCM tonight...

Wednesday, September 29, 2010




me reading at The (New) Reading Series - 7.19.09

also here


PennSound: Victor Coleman

archived readings by one of Canada's most luxurious poets...

farewell Michael Gizzi
CHIMES AT MIDNIGHT

The father in exile stripped of his sundial borrows the equator for a belt.

All his life his life had yet to start, coming of age was the end.

You think about genetics, would think, well,

maybe a whole other life is possible. Maybe noon would rather be midnight.

The humble Hellebore becomes a rock star thanks to intelligent design. Coziness
cradles him like rage. “He hid under his bed when he lived with his mother!”

One branch of the family is antiseptic, another a lecture on prickers.

Everything else is made up.


PennSound: Michael Gizzi

Monday, September 27, 2010















out & about


John Latta's interesting take on New Star's Stan Persky/Brian Fawcett memoir of Robin Blaser-- “The New American Poetry and Us”

Michael Turner reviewed the book's launch at
websit

Yes, I Would Like To Swing On A Star
Perhaps it’s just how antiquated his music sounds today -- beautifully, mysteriously antiquated, like something emerging from a dream….or a nightmare. In either moody reverie, when listening to the brilliant baritone sing “Pennies From Heaven,” “Ol’ Man River” or “Swinging on a Star,” you feel the music form around you, as if you’re riding on an ethereal echo chamber of air coming from a million miles away. It’s spacey, creepy and charming all at once. Which perfectly explains how effective the song “Mairzy Dotes” becomes in David Lynch's Twin Peaks, when daughter-murdering, Bob-haunted Leland Palmer crazily sings it in the midst of his meltdowns. And then there was that pairing of the two Thin White Dukes -- Bowie and Bing dueting “Peace On Earth/Little Drummer Boy” -- ideal. These were two sexy space aliens keeping Christmas a little bit Christian and a little bit…pagan. As much as I love Frank Sinatra, this kind of cross generational extraterrestrial-ness could have only been created with Crosby...

"Little Drummer Boy", David Bowie and Bing Crosby
Bing Crosby & Frank Sinatra - Well, Did You Evah (High Society)
Paul Whiteman, Bing Crosby, "MAKE BELIEVE" (1928)
Bing Crosby - Some Of These Days, 1932
Bing Crosby - Just a Gigolo, 1931