Category: music
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Margin Path Greenwood
As the Green-wood Poet, I’ve been to Greenwood easily twice as many times as I’ve been to the Met Museum and was still surprised by the margin path in Greenwood (I don’t really believe in dashes, even in proper names, only em dashes and only for parentheticals). The Met I’ve visited some fifty times and:…
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Fantastic Beasts Spoilers — Rancid Ep. 00
Some folks didn’t realize a couple years back, I secretly released a movie spoiler podcast called Rancid with Jeremiah Jones, Matt Otey, and my ever-present partner in crime, Mark Neuenschwander. Here’s episode zero, which sort of featured fantastic beasts spoilers. As per usual, I don’t take responsibility for everything my collaborators say. But I did…
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Science Fiction Fantasy Alliance AMA
The delightful mods of the Science Fiction Fantasy Alliance (SFFA) hosted their first AMA and invited me to come and talk. Here’s the recording of what went down:
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Appleton street art
Seems like Appleton street art is still cropping up around the city. Hope to see him soon.
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Spotify Earnings VS. 45-RPM vinyl singles in 1967
Working through dad’s estate has made me radically reevaluate Spotify earnings compared to the last 50-60 years of music, particularly when you consider 45-rpm vinyl singles in 1967. Side note: the idea of calling it an “estate” seems, still, rather ridiculous to me as the author of Bell Hammers. But in any case, something stark…
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SIDE VIEW OF THE TEMPORAL REGION
We martians had it all figured, a series of canals traversing the whole planet. A way to move…
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building blocks
You are building blocks, my son. High and even hard to see where it reaches puff of clouds. You are looking far -far beyond that silver sparkle when the jumping fish applauds. I have you one more year. Carried in my heart with crown, scepter, cape and much more gear. I celebrate you with no…
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Cow Milk Silo
Dementia across-lawn strideswither the spurgesunspot. The maid’s Tennessee handsbridge the thistle, her spine of damp & rest,dreaming of an electric scale. Pastures & pasturesof cow milksilo painted, blurring it all impartial.
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La Ciel
The methods turn to ridicule:piano & cello, storyboardhemisphere | wecheat panel to panel That old damson euphoria—the tri-state area;trouncing gun houndsof horse-tail— Won’t say. Airborne ricochet,near-flesh made real,atomize out of life le ciel, too late


