From the top of the parking garage to the making of The Soup.
I've been spinnin' this new Tom Yorke album a lot the past two days, and I'm stoked about that crap. I kind of hoping that music will keep my mind off life for a few weeks, until I can stop caring or stop being a breathing, sucking piece of crap. So far, so good!
Also, I hit the photography museum here at school today. It was a bunch of b/w portraits of these working poor in the West from like '79-82. Everyone had really haunting eyes in the photos. I felt like some of them were entering my consciousness, peering into my spirit, and I felt a little afraid that they'd tell someone what they saw. Good thing they're all probably dead by now!
Also, last night was beautiful. I had green tea while the sun set and it got a little cold, and I tried to find words to say what I was thinking, but all I could do was laugh. The ripple of the setting light is still bothering me tonight.
posted by Joseph Mains at
8:08 PM
6 Comments:
I wish I could stay on top of this blog thing like you do. I seriously look forward to checking your site everyday.
dude, thanks so much. i'm really stoked to see you.
I think I know that laugh, poet. Sometimes, the only thing that gets me through the grown-up job is life off the mind-I'm not living...I can't be.
I read your poem, it red my heart.....shit, it slayed my heart. "Behind you the sun just another fruit hanging the trees."
Love you ma'an.
is that you and lindsey in the picture?
No--I wish! The picture is from the Day of the Dead procession this past Sunday night. I was in Phoenis watching Make Believe (and missing one of the things that was most exciting to me about living in Tucson). Lindsey took the photo, though.
right on.
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