Creme magazine, March 1975, Lester Bangs goes nuts on Reed I didn’t know Lou Reed personally, I imagine few really did. Of course, because of his tangential relationship to the art world via the uber-brilliant Laurie Anderson, his wife, I know people who did. Or who thought they did, wanted believe they did, because they […]
Its hard to come up with something interesting to say every nite esp. when it feels like I’m talking to myself. But whatever. This commitment is for myself. ME ME ME GODDAMMIT. Actually the best part of today besides finally getting a chance to clean this dump up, was my weekly turn feeding the cat […]
Last nite my internet server made the loading of anything, namely images, impossibly slow. So I neglected to post, sorry:(( ALSO in my defense, I discovered that I’d been stabbed in the back — institution-style. And while I’m now considering an intellectual property lawsuit, refusing to be defeated by anyone’s dirty tricks, it stunned me. […]
Almost forgot. Getting out of the train tonite, I found myself thinking about my 20 year anniversary, of how impossible it would seem to live anywhere else. Outside NYC I mean, because I’d move back to Manhattan, should it be an option (not likely, waay too poor). But Brooklyn really is a lot more interesting […]
(For some odd reason when I working in housing – at a private not-for-profit that administered affordable housing government programs like Section 8 – I chose to remember the names of two elderly clients in my caseload of over 300: Cecil and Olive Harrington. I thought it was such a wonderful couple name, and wanted […]
It was akin to watching some gearhead-DJ putz around on-stage with his computer while everyone watches and doesn’t dance (white people: can’t live with ’em, can’t live without ’em).
