Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Sunday, December 11, 2011
My dear friend’s dear mother transitioned this week. She was so lovely. She was a knitter and sent blanket after blanket to orphans in Africa. My friend told me that towards the end she said to him “I love everybody in the world.” I am so moved and inspired by her. I hope that I can say that one day. She touched so many and will be missed on this planet.
Death, with all its pain and heartache, is always a gift, a reminder to use what you got while you get to, appreciate and love the people in your life. We are all going to die and the ones that go before us always show us the way, yes?
I saw this poem about death at a day of the dead celebration in the Hollywood Forever cemetery and I so love it.
“I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, ‘There, she is gone’
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast, hull and spar as she was when she left my side. And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, ‘There, she is gone,’ there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, ‘Here she comes!’
And that is dying... Death comes in its own time, in its own way. Death is as unique as the individual experiencing it.” - Henry Van Dyke
Annie, I toast you and send my love and respect. Thank you. All the best on your journey!
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
I can’t help it if I am lucky.... oh and "i thank the lord for the people i have found"
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Come children, gather round the fire and I will tell you all about it….Ah back in the prehistoric days you used to have to record music in a studio and then in order for anyone to hear it, someone had to press it into a vinyl disc that was reproduced and distributed to stores. People could buy or get this disc and listen to it by playing it on a machine with a needle and speaker, called a phonograph or record player or turntable.
I had a band called FUR and we played bunch of gigs on the lower east side, CBs, Continental, but we had no records yet. That’s kind of how it was done, you played around and got some attention and then recorded some of the music. I mentioned to Peter Landau that my dream (I was a big dreamer) was to make a single (a 7inch vinyl disc that had one or two songs on each side)!! He said, “that’s easy, you can make a single!” He should know, his band Da Willys had released singles.
Wow! So I got the band together, who at the time was Danuta on bass, Peter Kilnger on drums and me on vox and guitar (POWER TRIO!!!) and we ventured into the studio, Don Fury’s place on Spring street. Jesse Malin produced our four song Demo and we made cassette copies and mailed them to a few cool labels. A few weeks later Sympathy For The Record Industry called us and said they wanted to put it out. We mailed them the master tapes and some cut and paste artwork and that was that. My dream came true. (So I got bigger dreams.)
The A side was a song called Sex Drive about a beautiful scenester that I desired. He looked a bit like a creature from another planet, very celestial. “Your not a martian, you’re no astronaut no no no, it all in your mind and in your thoughts, are so very planetary so blast off cause I am ready…
Super celestial extra terrestrial, you’re divine, baby what’s you sign?
I got my eye on you, na na na na na, I get a drive from you, oh oh….
I’m gonna make a science fiction movie about you so I can sit in the dark and watch you. Blow up a picture of my teenage dream larger than life, how you should be se-e-e-n….”
He never knew that he was the subject of the song. A year or two later we had a mini fling and not much happened. I still see him from time to time. He is a bit bloated and too much of a heavy drinker for my taste, but a decent guy.
I think it is a good idea to keep your muses secret. They are just instruments to help you to do your work. The inspiration is just a moment in time, not a truth carved in stone and it is best if they and everyone else don’t know about what they inspire. The power they have may be fleeting. We take it where we can get it, right? I think it might be scary to find out that you are the inspiration behind such a forceful work as this single, you just might get the wrong idea and a big head. Also, friends, don’t worry about your heartbreaks and obsessions, in time they will not be as important as you might think. Rock on dear ones.