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omg--

i'm watching Robyn Hitchcock in the Jonathan Demme film Storefront Hitchcock... he is so freakin' funny! of course, it's sometimes hard to tell whether he's not just really mad or very very clever, but either way, he's absolutely BRILLIANT!

"Siemens and Glaxo and Virgin and Disney got together and said 'Let there be Humans!'"

right now (i'm only maybe 15 minutes in) he's just been expounding on how Neil Armstrong is 7'7" and the Mercury capsule was this tiny little thing like the Stonehenge out of ...Spinal Tap and how humans grow an average of one and a half inches every hundred years (Julius Caesar came up to your pelvis), and they fed people carbonated beef, and so on and so forth... then he goes on to say something like "anyways, I got so angry that I wrote this song..." and busts into another of his kooky folk-pop freakouts.

what a marvellous weirdo!

more Robyn!

to Deni Bonet (violin rock goddess) who is cracking up as Robyn expounds on the concept of introductions and names and how the fictional example "Martha", who is in actuality a mass of molecules and complexes, et cetera, could really fly apart at any second, sending her psyche careening across the universe:

"it IS disgusting Deni; it's LIFE... I mean if it weren't for our ribcages, there'd just be spleens à go-go..."

lotta songs in me lately

so i came up with a really nice fingerpicking riff while fuckin around trying to figger out a Robyn Hitchcock bit. i had a few lines of words almost immediately, too. it's very very CSN (well... filtered thru Jefferson Starship or Boston, that is... *groan*). i dunno, we'll see. i'll definitely keep working on it.

bought a cheap little cassette recorder for $20 today, just to see if i could get some of these new (and overdue) songs on tape. it sounds horrible - really noisy. but i got a pretty damn good take of Neil Young's "The Needle and the Damage Done", which has been a staple for me for over a decade now. the vocals and guitar playing were miraculously spot-on, in a single take, too. i've played it live several times already and always find myself coming back to it, so i guess it should have been pretty good. i also "got some levels" with "Blackbird" (Beatles) and "Band on the Run" (Paul). the former sounded okay, but the latter sounded awful, even though i know i can do it really well when i really put myself into it. i kinda do a Freddie Mercury thing on "BotR" a little bit, usually, but it's late and i just wasn't singing OUT like i should have been. don't get me wrong, i could never sing a tenth as beautifully as old Angel Freddie, but hey, i try.

so i think i'm going to go ahead and finally get my old dusty Fostex four-track into the shop and see if i can't get it fixed up. i used to get some pretty decent sounds on it. i'm a trained audio engineer, after all. i just wish i could afford a decent digital eight-track. but wtf. lo-fi analogue it is. or will be, with any luck (and/or a very tiny repair bill).

some random thoughts...

so last night i dreamt
that there was a little dinosaur in the fridge.
i know it may seem strange to some,
but that's just the way society crumbles these days.

speaking of dinosaurs,
i'd like to breed a T. rex that was, oh, say about 8 feet tall.
seems to me their bodies are perfectly suited
for things like mowing the lawn and shopping for groceries.

i heard there's great seafood
at this place called The Oyster Bar.
actually, i've never been.
there seems to be something almost sort of defeatist
about eating a creature that's made entirely out of tongue.

something strange happened this morning.
i woke up feeling like i was a little lighter.
yesterday i felt like a little cigarette.
i need to get myself together.

post sunsetty pics

pics from the neighborhood, ass end of a sunset. the sun has just come (we missed it), and is just now lighting a cigarette before settling down.
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