Hello Tucson musicians, freaks and weirdos
August 14, 2009
I can't stand my own mind
Not very original, huh?
Not my fault if Ginsberg got there first
New Yorkers get everything first
Arizona natives sit at Barnes & Noble and wish they'd thought of that
Actually it's not my mind I'm fed up with
It's the mass mind that is stuck in my craw
What, after all, is a craw?
Let me see ... "a pouch in many birds and some lower animals that resembles a stomach for storage and preliminary maceration of food"
Aha, a craw is a gizzard, which is a muscular pre-gut that's supposed to be filled with rocks, which is why pigeons and other birds eat little rocks, to have this stone grinding mill to help it crack open seeds that they swallow whole.
So, I need to eat more rocks
Maybe rock and roll will do as well
Grind your commonplace concepts in the craw of rock
Oh yeah, that'll sell
I can't stand my own mind
Hard to beat that with a stick
On to another topic
Has it occurred to anyone that nobody ever makes it big anymore
That Warhol was so right when he said that we would have to be content with fifteen minutes a piece
Was the guy a genius or what?
Remember the Psychedelic Furs?
Pretty in Pink?
Their song, I mean.
I just heard it on KCRW, the Santa Monica edutational radio station that I'm listening to on free wifi at Barnes & Noble using the free Winamp plugin that AOL left behind before it was cut out of the guts of Time-Life ten years after that stupid merger they did in 1999.
That's why fame is rationed now.
Too many avenues of distribution
We need to induct the Chinese, the Africans, hell, everybody, to help us deal with the exploding media universe
The Furs need you to listen to their old song
And what about Bach? Haydn? Stravinsky?
Have you given any thought to their plight?
Bradbury had it all wrong... first of all, paper doesn't burn at Fahrenheit 451, but rather at 451 Celsius! Second, the danger isn't that books will be burned, but rather that no one will want to read them. His solution -- everybody memorize a book? Struck me as bizarre when I was a kid, and I still don't get it. Memorize a book? Wasn't that the point of writing it down -- to eliminate the work of memorization and allow us to broaden our media diet. I dunno, I gotta go, as that radio humorist used to say.