ERNEST HEMINGWAY, JUNE 1901
one month before his second birthday (from the biography i’m reading).
one month before his second birthday (from the biography i’m reading).
KILL COOL!
"deeply into whatever"
CURSIVE
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FOREVER
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contact:
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[ k.smith ]
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[ photon detector ]
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[ cmhs ]
[ utata ]
[ owl ]
[ so it goes ]
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[ s.pierre ]
[ iluvchopstix ]
[ l.london ]
[ c.eastburn ]
[ s.murray ]
[ ironic sans ]
[ little vanities ]
[ la breeze ]
[ n.kalina ]
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NEW STUDY: Chemical Composition of Vintage Preban (prior to 1915) Absinthe
“The authors conclude the thujone concentration of preban absinthe was generally overestimated in the past… nothing besides ethanol was found in the absinthes that was able to explain the syndrome absinthism”
(& so rimbaud, van gogh & wilde were only talented drunks)
ps. i’m trying to imagine what it was like to uncork bottles of french liquor from 1900.
IMAGINARY VOCABULARY
DUDIO \DOOD-ee-oh\ noun:one-room, inner-city bachelor pad.
example sentence: clancy’s tiny closet off market street is a classic 21st-century dudio, w/a macbook in the bed & pants everywhere.
VETIVER AT THE GREAT AMERICAN
i first heard san francisco’s vetiver at berbati’s pan in portland in early 2004, just andy cabic singing warmly through his guitar & friends’ soft strings:
i first heard san francisco’s vetiver at berbati’s pan in portland in early 2004, just andy cabic singing warmly through his guitar & friends’ soft strings:
i remember simple things / how’s a building get so tall?
joanna newsom & devendra banhart played that nite too. i was writing some music bits for willamette week at the time, & went to see joanna perform after having interviewed her for a story earlier in the week (i have the most epic souvenir from all this… a show poster signed by the artist, andy, joanna & drawn on by devendra). but vetiver was a real surprise. the songs from that first album became a main element in the soundtrack of that summer. they were quiet & heady in the center of a summer that was not.
by the time the second album was released in 2006, i had moved to san francisco. a thousand things small to stellar in size faded that weird winter. & still, i walked to work each morning zenned out of my mind w/headphones on & this funny city breathing all around me. it’s still one of my favorite records. those songs invoke the feeling of living, not simple memories that can drag on minds such as mine:
some games you play to win / well, you lose
so last nite we went to see vetiver play a late tuesday show at the great american music hall. they went on at 11 & played until half past 12… two of my favorites from the first album, several fantastic versions from the second, a couple covers & a some fun new songs from an album they’ve been recording in sacramento. the new songs have a drive, a dance element, that’s hard to ignore. i had a smile pasted across my face all nite. afterward, i snagged two setlists from the stage & handed them out like candy to wide-eyed kids who were happy to be there like most folks are happy to get a paycheck.
it’s funny i’m not that kid anymore. although in some ways i suppose i am. anyway. then we walked home, toward an earlymorning alarm, & slept.
“ i set the record straight. i was like barack obama in there.
OVERHEARD: Taylor & Geary.
the sun is a shining white lie… from love letters to saint francis, a collection of (bad) poetry i’m writing
i lie below, between your arms
daydreaming in a cafe
that hasn’t changed a thing
since nineteen forty-eight
![Capitalism at all costs.
[ note: unaltered polaroid | unbroken ]](http://media.tumblr.com/MRcXpQ0mr8okex9amW2UeZha_400.jpg)
CITIES HAVE CURSIVE SKYLINES THAT WEAVE IN OUR DREAMS & OUT OF OUR LIVES
cities are such BULLSHIT.
cities are some pillars in a sea of people. nothing more. & these human tides come & go, leaving half-truths for the vicarious. & it’s not important what’s real. it’s important what people BELIEVE is real… & somewhere back there the city became a mythical creature we cannot even touch anymore.
cities should have creation myths. in five hundred years, i hope people think san francisco was chiseled out of gold by a greedy demigod who drowned in his own drool, flooding the bay w/water. in five hundred years, i hope new york city skyscrapers are thought of as sprouting from the seeds uncle sam spilled when he tripped on the east coast heading west to manifest destiny.
cities are stories. skylines are written in cursive.
it’s so hard to be human here, so hard to be soft & see-through,
to push through the first few levels of being, w/steel beams
framing your feelings & fantasies stacked like ceilings floor-to-floor.
expired slide film
Piss at Corner: In America, even bums follow directions.
Auto Erotic: Cars are so lovely when they’re ornamental. These expensive antiques were set out along the hilltop like tinsel on a Christmas tree. I was pretending to ride shotgun, pre-1950, when the roads were still free… our sad highways are no place for epic human spirit in the 21st century.
The Tangled History of Typewriters & Guns
“Making writing rapid-fire, Remington turned a rather staid and quiet activity—writing—into one dominated by force and noise and physical effort”
(serious. this is the raddest article i’ve read in awhile: typewriters & guns peppered w/nietzsche, h.james, m.twain & dylan references)
via Cabinet (Fall 2002 issue, Pharmacopia)
EXCLAMATION POINTS
this morning i found a polaroid screenshot of FLICKR AS A GAME YOU CANNOT WIN posted to brandon blinkenberg’s flickr stream from lansing, michigan. so weird & rad!
ps. another fantastic cursivebuildings-related find from brooklyn!
this morning i found a polaroid screenshot of FLICKR AS A GAME YOU CANNOT WIN posted to brandon blinkenberg’s flickr stream from lansing, michigan. so weird & rad!
ps. another fantastic cursivebuildings-related find from brooklyn!