I t ' s A l l I n O u r H e a d .

MELTDOWN

2011-03-17T23:23:00.001-07:00

http://speakingelknews.blogspot.com/2011/03/meltdown.html

Pynchon Tries to Sympathize

2010-07-27T08:00:00.000-07:00

They dance in flowing skeins. The rats and mice form circles, curl their tails in and out to make chrysanthemum and sunburst patterns, eventually all form into the shape of a single giant mouse, at whose eye [Webley] poses with a smile, arms up in a V, sustaining the last note of the song, along with the giant rodent-chorus and orchestra. One of PWD’s classic propaganda leaflets these days urges the Volksgrenadier: SEZT V-2 EIN!, with a footnote, explaining that “V-2” means to raise both arms in “honorable surrender”—more gallows-humor—and telling how to say, phonetically, “ei ssörrender.” Is Webley’s V here for victory, or ssörender?

They have had their moment of freedom. Webley has only been a guest star. Now it’s back to the cages and the rationalized forms of death—death in the service of the one species cursed with the knowledge that it will die… “I would set you free, if I knew how. But it isn’t free out here. All the animals, the plants, the minerals, even other kinds of men, are being broken and reassembled every day, to preserve an elite few, who are the loudest to theorize on freedom, but the least free of all. I can’t even give you hope that it will be different someday—that They’ll come out, and forget death, and lose Their technology’s elaborate terror, and stop using every other form of life without mercy to keep what haunts men down to a tolerable level—and be like you instead, simply here, simply alive…” The guest star retires down the corridors.

Fireworks

2010-07-23T21:26:00.000-07:00

what.

2010-05-05T10:01:00.001-07:00

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CALL FOR PUBLIC ART.

2010-03-11T21:55:00.000-08:00

Ladies and Other Folk,

read this thru CITY newspaper.

This is legit stuff - there is a call for YOUR OWN ARTISTRY on the sidewalks of Rochester.

App Deadline: April 1

Artist Stipend: $500.

……$500……

Very good very nice.

click below for info:
http://baswa.org/pdfs/RFP%20-%20BASWA%20Traffic%20Control%20Boxes.pdf

IT HAPPENS IN M A R C H

2010-03-02T17:15:00.001-08:00

W h a t w i l l h a p p e n n e x t ?

2010-01-20T00:17:00.000-08:00

WINTER IN JANUARY

how bout a new little diddy fellows?

B A R R Y E L L I S S I N G S

2010-01-05T04:39:00.000-08:00

The Very Best Of Water.

The Chicago Sun Times says:

"Barry Ellis is the voice of our generation's future. The sound brings you instantly to visions of the nursing homes of 2050. Grandma sits in her room comparing tribal tattoo's on skype with her floor-mates and tells Grandpa to turn the volume down as he yet again gets a perfect Guitar Hero score. "

Give a listen, take it hear.

2009-12-29T17:01:00.000-08:00

W A T E R ' S G r e a t e s t HITS

2009-12-14T00:20:00.000-08:00

Oh What Was That I Just

IN HIS OLD DAYS HE WORE A SCHOOLHOUSE

2009-12-10T13:11:00.000-08:00

four dollars

2009-12-03T01:40:00.000-08:00

its all in our head

IT'S IN OUR HEADDD

2009-10-20T05:30:00.001-07:00

in order to save yourself in the event of an avalanche:

2009-10-01T13:59:00.000-07:00

a lot of this:

as much of this as possible:

and a heaps of this:

cellulisten

2009-09-30T15:57:00.000-07:00

my arm -fat as a drum-

contains the music of the world

it sings in its' weight in gold

its' chorus holds a thousand calories

bells in the blood

For The Sake of Nosferatalgia

2009-09-29T13:31:00.000-07:00

that's Sean Fortune, Matt Grossman, Rudy, then you've got Michelle, Dan on the edge there, D Welser from the great beyond, Nick Ponterio and a pretty girl framed in between them, Sean Miller and Lanni holding each other so beautifully.

'Twas an evening of happy in the town of old, filled with remembrance, spirit and substance.

Stuck in KIWI COUNTRY w/ THE UNFAITHFUL WAYS

2009-09-27T01:42:00.000-07:00

THE UNFAITHFUL WAYS

Dig these country rockers.

Honest "gas" driven twang Stateside hicks and hucksters should sink their teeth into. They don't make em like this anymore, which makes perfect sense if you just listen to it.

Hear.

Cheers

told you so far

2009-09-26T16:11:00.000-07:00

RUN, CRADLE, RUN!

four o'clock rock,

all day in the treetops,

all night in a minnit

don't lie & say you should've used a condom.

I N T O I T

2009-09-24T16:15:00.000-07:00

DIRT DRESS

This band is great.

I don't know them personally, but shit. They can write a fucking TUNE.

Check em out hear.

Solid as.

Bi-Atlantic Divine

2009-09-10T10:19:00.000-07:00

The man of a thousand faces,

thanks for macintosh's computer applications

dan lilly or dan lilly

S T R A N G E R T H A N G O O D

2009-09-09T13:25:00.000-07:00

Wool Gatherer (Peter Lenihan) is an inspiration. His first album, Stranger Than Good, can be found hear (gratis). Also if you're in Binghampton, NY, keep your ears pealed for his phenom radio show, called Still Raining, Still Dreaming.

and then:

The New Orleans Fringe Festival on November 12- 15 at Peter's Piano Place.

Featuring somewhere in the neighborhood of 6 plays all written by the dynamic duo of Mr. Gasper and myself. Directed by the ethereal Kate Scholis and the lovely Samantha Seerman and guaranteed to be an incredible time.

W A K E

2009-07-31T13:00:00.000-07:00

Written by Mr. Carroll of Geneseo notoriety, renown, reputation, prominence (and ultimate fame).

Filmed, directed, and conceived by the lovely Kate Star who single-handedly makes Geneseo theater work.

The film is called Wake. Enjoy.

also: These people have got something wonderful going on.

T H E H O T

2009-07-25T10:10:00.000-07:00

maybe we'll make part two this year.

also some BES videos are on St. Fortune's channel.

H O O K M O O N

2009-07-24T22:45:00.001-07:00

Gav Mr. Fortune and I found enlightenment surrounding a campfire in a full moon this July.

Hears the sounds.