Wednesday, December 31, 2008

does this (still) pass for style (today)?

nan goldin - nan and brian in bed (1983)

"I used to ask questions, and I got the answer: nothing. The answer is 'nothing.'" of course, as soon as maria wyeth ascertains that the answer is "nothing," she segues to "damson plums, apricot preserves, sweet india relish and pickled peaches. apple chutney. summer squash succotash."

as the light strikes the mason jar. in the midday sun. suggesting the ferns' defence of 70's cinema. today, we echo. why not?

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

opus doctore est, non tortore

or so says justus lipsius in de cruce libri tres


Thomas Nash - Original Santa (1865)

"Our Lord says he inflames his people, where he says in Luke 12 'I came into this world to light a fire: what should I want but that it burn?' ... for he who gives love is God." - Fra Teofilo da Vairano, On the Grace of the New Testament

"When it is evening, ye say, it will be fair weather: for the sky is red. And in the morning, It will be foul weather today: for the sky is red and lowering. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the sign of the times? A wicked and adulterous generation seeketh after a sign; and there shall no sign be given unto it..." - Matthew 16:2-4

Norman Rockwell - Santa & His Expense Book (1920)

"And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that all the world should be taxed. (And this taxing was first made when Cyrenius was governor of Syria.) And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city. And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David:) To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child. And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn. And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night." - Luke 2:1-8

N.C. Wyeth - Old Kris: The Country Gentleman

"Moeris: Lady Circe, will you please explain to me: What are those lights glowing in the night? What could lie concealed beneath their surface?
Circe: Those are the learned, the wise, and the illustrious, in among the idiots, the asses and the obscure." -- The Song of Circe by Giordano Bruno, the academic of no academy, called the nuisance

"If he doesn’t put you in jail, wonderful. Nobody with any sense likes to go to jail. But if he puts you in jail, you go in that jail and transform it from a dungeon of shame to a haven of freedom and human dignity. [Applause] And even if he tries to kill you, (He can’t kill you) you’ll develop the inner conviction that there are some things so dear, some things so precious, some things so eternally true, that they are worth dying for. (Yes) [Applause] And I submit to you that if a man has not discovered something that he will die for, he isn’t fit to live. "-mlk, jr (detroit, celebrating alabama. in the time before r shelby and the auto bailout)

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

shit from an old notebook


may 07 (full of flowers)

05.02.07. neoistimpulse has been carrying crates and eating crepes; recording uniball vision micro elite squads; rewinding, rehearsing and rehashing the lyrics; brewing stalagmite coffee in batcave pantries; AND mixing three-ingredient martinis (orange bitters' essential) while reciting roquentin's requiem:
"It doesn't tempt me at all: it is aperitif time. For the time being I have seen enough of living things, of dogs, of men, of all flabby masses which move spontaneously."

Currently listening :
I Believe in You. Your Magic Is Real
Release date: 15 May, 2007
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avril 2007

4.24.07. neoistimpulse has been slipping on and off the right track; stacking mattresses on and off sidecars; striking thunderbolts through spring's every which where; sipping portmanteau pangrams in after hours cellars; blindly remixing venetian blinds; downing grapefruit whiskey at disney time's service stop; rereading harold jaffe, harland miller and howard bloom; taking ginseng tours of chinatowns' bookies; AND nostalgizing the last days of disco.

4.19.07. neoistimpulse has been perusing and pursuing portfolio; sipping cheveau demos while bringing patron to the party; having ham on rye with a side of portobello hackmuth; coldwarrioring with afrin; swirling south (in the daydreams) to the sounds of sebring, sebadoh and the sea and cake; observing grant's interest rates; AND flatlining the gerund into the particular.

4.10.07. neoistimpulse has been learning to let the dream logic win its turn; be-bopping to huntsville, blues control and old sun city girls; spilling wine on boomsday; invoicing election returns; exploring jam band teachers tendency to teach; taking agamben's metropolis by strategy and force; AND asking "If all these people can understand money / is a useful analogy / then why can't these same people / understand Christ / as a useful analogy?"

4.03.07. neoistimpulse has been mounting canvas in the wake of a resurrected arthur; reading pickover's mobius strip and ellis' transmetropolitan; getting epicurious about tortelli d'herba alla Lombarda along with ale'd pork 'n' sauerkraut; listening (in the penny arcade) to springtime's songs by the slackers, dan melchior and no age; AND calling everyone east of the mississippi, colette.

Currently listening :
I Don't Wanna
By Henry Flynt & the Insurrections
Release date: 20 January, 2004
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march 07

3.28.07. neoistimpulse has been closing loops in the noose on the loose; exploring the implicit and intwined legacy of text art, the big boys, the adolescents and the descendants; eating chicken noodle soup a few times a day; dreaming up katarina witt's portrait by frank stella; AND commodifying the zeitgeist's dissent.


3.21.07. neoistimpulse has been exterminating rational thought (pls save me evenings and weekends); reading "diary of an oxygen thief" and news of gonzogate through selima's alabama '04 optiques; eating ciganski gulyásleves and drinking rosewater carbombs; enjoying new records on teardrops and ppm and out of echo park; AND reconciling the relevance of rexroth with the twitter revolution.

3.14.07. neoistimpulse has been slipping through the slipstream/sleeping on a split-screen; pulling daisies off the youtube; eating thai take-out in goldbar waiting rooms; reading jonathan beller talk cinematic simulacran blues; listening to alot of pulp, barr and the flat can co; finding strength through oi!; AND loving the press release.

3.08.07. neoistimpulse has been letting that desert grow; shopping for speakers 'n' receivers; listening to the wind in the cracks of the windows; drinking makers 'n' ginger with tired, rigid fingers; dreaming of lautréamont's memoirs; AND going silent on all mobile networks.

Currently listening :
Anthem for a New Tomorrow
By Screeching Weasel
Release date: 08 October, 1993
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february 07

2.28.07. neoistimpulse has been drinking glaceau smart water by day; smoking america's yellow spirit; freeing arthur lee; dreaming of that old time chicago-louisville music (shellac, codeine, rodan, june of 44 and rex); filing his taxes; AND doing a modern dance.


2.22.07. neoistimpulse has been reading travis jeppesen; eating Ukrainian borscht and salumeria biellese's wild boar soppressata; watching Le Commune; listening to Albert Ayler, Orchid, Don Caballero and Zs; giving away old pillows; AND writing a new life.

2.15.07. neoistimpulse has been mounting canvas; eating puerco pabil; watching out for hardcore ufos; listening to GBV, Pavement and Edith Frost; drinking patron silver; AND thinking of my ms washington dc...

Currently listening :
Two Originals of Jack Rose
By Jack Rose
Release date: 08 March, 2004

january 07

1.24.07. neoistimpulse is looking for go betweens, recriders and anna karina. girls in grimy sweat shirts with the complete poems of dylan thomas under their arms. sophisticated young uptown ladies slumming with their toothbrushes in their pockets.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

alexander theroux


will have his day.

and i hope it is someday soon.

we could sing songs for markson and spiotta. for thom pain and all the enos. for s/home, m/cantsin and the others, yes, those magik markers, those old fashioned confederates of k, even, her, molly case.

we could...

but it's a rescission...


the owls (who)

are *always* apropos...

Friday, December 05, 2008

in a station at the metro


there are very few petals in this wet, black cloud.

something relevant, at least way back, when bear stearns' (really/// a division of jp morgan) hedge funds first defaulted...

something relevant well before that.

samantha power will work for hrc as of 1.21.09. amazing and brilliant and amazing.

it's called a choice b.w patriotism + the self.

in some corners.

it's called a good choice in other.

and that is a good choice.

to move to another theme.

if not always self-sufficient, we see poetry in things like this.

'bottom line: changing my call on the cuny: i now believe that bjng could very well permit modest and temporary (5-10%) depreciation of the cuny.'

and think, crrntaccntdfctsaregoodfrsktng

yes, vowel's (&a's in prtclr) are imptnt (cept whn thy'r buried)