Manic Beatnik Riffing

criteria anyone?

Moment of Dark Humor (circa 1996)

Chicken Little was right- the sky is falling. THE SKY!!! Want to go to a Hotel? Cuz you are a roach. The restaurant business- you go in, and you NEVER GO OUT. Isn’t it neat? They blew the president’s head clean off and it fell right into the first lady’s lap. No conspiracy. Good shot. Skeet shooting by Oswald. Too bad we did not get to see Lee Harvey hanged like Mussolini and dragged thru the streets. I lie like a 5 []

Shallow Desperate Love Poem (circa 1996)

I can’t control the weather or people’s perceptions. Red in your face, flushed, embarrassed. Are you trying to give me a hint? The silent treatment, a sinking feeling, emotional baggage, weight on your shoulder. Liar. Why are you closing yourself off? Flesh fire hard mentality, Everyone needs someone to follow. She doesn’t believe a broken boy with his bent flute. Self-loathing and anger directed outward. Rage. Muttering under my breath, “I don’t know you ,but you have shifty eyes and look like []

How a Duality? (circa 1999)

There is Light and Dark. Extreme Violence and Total Peace. Love + Hate Life + Death Straight + Gay Humiliation + Pride Calm + Chaos Safe + Unsafe Create to Destroy Love to Conquer To Stand or To Run To Fight or Fright To Strive for the Positive is the Same as To Live in Darkness. Please Accept That All are Aspects of the Same Thing, and No-Thing Matters Nothing Matters Is To Become Grey.

Midst of Confusion (circa 1999)

Looking at the negative. All so dark. Draining. Powerless Death. When you think that your best friends are your worst enemies, All that you are, is hated and attacked. There is no safety. No protection. And you may be dying. What does that mean? What does it matter if no one hears your song and no one cares? Words spat into a pit. How do I focus? I am choosing this? What does it matter if I gave up marriage or old []

20 Word Story

The Action seemed Sinister: Recording the Essence of all Human Consciousness into the Computers that were Destined to Assassinate Humanity.

Criminal (cover)

Criminal. So William Burroughs, the beat poet, was getting heavily intoxicated with his girlfriend. She blurted, “Hey! If you such a damn good shot. Take your pistol and blow this apple of my head!” He missed. So in response, I did a cover version of Fiona Apple’s hit song from the 1990’s in a true garage rock fashion.

an Idea and a Song

Oh Sweet Nuthin’ (velvet underground cover) Who is laughing at who? Who is pitying who? Cars driving past Hoover-Ville Park. The vagabonds, at least, know their friends are comrades. War Buddies, perhaps. When one has NUTHIN’, One has NUTHIN’ to LOSE! Unlike the perpetual headache of mortgage payments, car insurance, life insurance, ad infinitum. More money, more problems. More cash, more leeches to scrape off your wallet. Poverty can be a blessing. Dwell upon the idea, next time, in rush hour traffic, []

Let’s Dance! (cover)

Let’s Dance! Bizarr-o Ted was doing Algebra for a psychiatrist who was rambling on about delusions of grandeur. Ted turned to David Bowie and asked, “so..what do YOU think?” The Thin White Duke replied, “THAT’S NO WAY to TREAT A LADY!!”

a Song and Rhetorical Questions

You’ve Got Her in Your Pocket (white stripes cover). To Ask: Where does the Music want to go? How should I direct the Music of humanity? What is it that humans use Music for? Pleasure? Why? Over the centuries, epochs.. did humans derive pleasure from sound? When did it start? Yeah sure, our ancestors did cave paintings at Lascaux of killing animals, hunting, gathering, images of sex and death, 8,000 years ago. But Music? When? Now it is a commodity. People love []