This has been a disaster for a while. So getting this sorted and labeling the boxes feels like a big win.
Nearly half of that table contains gear that was donated to The Lava Lamp Lounge by kiisu d’salyss of The Secret Light. My studio monitors are the ones the used for mixing their first record. Hopefully I can do good work with them here.
I should probably clean my table.
As it stands, the real job ahead of us in 2021 in convincing our family members that they need to get on board with some much more progressive politics than any of them think they are willing to allow. Because, every single one of those people who voted for and are aligned with a more fascist interpretation of America are someone’s family.
So: how do we get our family members to improve points of view that are truly distasteful?
Over the last 12 Days, I’ve cycled 156 miles.
That’s all the way to Winchester Bay from here.
Anyone know if the lighthouse is open?
The 11th is like the 1st of the month, but it’s doubled down.
Like: No, really. The month has STARTED, fool.
There is a genre of movie that doesn’t get made anymore, where people wander around a castle or a mansion late at night, looking for ghosts or money, and occasionally they hear a suit of armor fall over.
I would like to see more movies like this.
Serious long dark tea-time if the soul, today.
These guys are still great.
There is a part of me that is having a really hard time feeling like any of this will work out well for anyone.
From “mild” to “moderate” is also how I describe my interest in this news story, too.
What’s really frustrating is that he is probably incapable of processing how apt it is that he’s got it.
He probably had to be told a few times before it sunk in that he had it.
Being sick and having to go to work anyway sucks.
If only I had any sympathy for him.
I first started looking at, and posting to, the Inter-Web-A-Tron in the early ’90s, first when I saw it in High School, and later, when kiisu first hooked me up, when we live lived together in the Catbave. The earliest website I had was a digital version of the ACRONYM zine I made, itself a consolation prize for the aborted attempts at starting a band called ACRONYM. (Which happened, a few times, but never got off the ground.)
The name itself I’d inherited from a former creative partner, one that he didn’t like. So I adopted it, to his dismay, and it was my catch-all name, for the longest time. The first domain I registered was acronyminc.com, which unfortunately got squatted on during a short interim that I couldn’t afford a renewal, and the second domain was acronyminc.org. It was the home to my blog, and so much more, from the mid-90’s until, well, now.
But again, I let a card expire, and the domain went up, and was snatched away by another squatter. And suddenly, all that work was gone.
I needed to start over, anyway.
So, goodbye, ACRONYM. You are a vestigial tail, something that still exists in some forms, here and there. But as for my home online, let’s hope this place serves me well.
My new familiar, the spider.
Tonight, at the Graveyard Bar: two excellent acts are coming through, and a new act that I’m playing in is opening up the show. Black Noise Orchestra is brand new, so be gentle. Sweeping dark guitars & ambient drones fir heavy dark vibes. You should check it out. A little something different, and I think you’ll dig it.
I did my first I-5 solo trip today. 30 miles is longer than I thought it would be.
Ivanka Is A Punk Rocker is the band now opening for Obama’s Selfie.
In my mind, this was a lot further away… but it’s this weekend! Noise Therapy, with Justin Smith, Herd William, devils/club, Talc & Rock Forming Minerals. I’ll be doing a shortened, live version of my radio show, Mid-Valley Mutations, with a crew of great experimental artists. And we’re playing at an art gallery, too. Come on down. You won’t be sorry.
I think I cry more often at 40 than I ever did the other 39 years.
I want to tell people that there is no short-cut through bureaucracy or graduating from college, but that doesn’t stop a steady string of students from regularly trying all day, everyday.
“If I could choose to believe or not to believe, you know I would choose not to.”
Office Drone reading lists? I forgot how quickly you can get through blogs and news when you’re livin’ the #OfficeLife, yo.