Living the Liminal

June 11, 2008 / Music

Friday Random Tunes

“Clumsy Card House” – Blue October
“D.I.Y.” – Peter Gabriel
“Honey Bee” – Grinderman
“Used to Love Him” – Fiona Apple
“Wearing the Inside Out” – Pink Floyd
“Experiment” – Kevin Kline (De-Lovely Soundtrack)
“Mixed Emotions” – Lords of Acid
“Back Off Turkey” – Les Claypool
“Preludes – Livre II, XII” – Debussy
“Songs without Words . . . May Breeze” – Mendelssohn

Add your random playlist to the comments . . . it’s fun, it’s fabulous, and it gives you a sense of deep and abiding accomplishment.

Ok, maybe that’s stretching a bit.

September 22, 2007 / Creative Writing

Alexandra was seven years old and refused to answer to anything but “Alex.” She was terrified of thunderstorms, ever since she could remember, even, she thought, before she could remember. Which was why she had very quietly, very deliberately, gotten out of bed, tip-toed down the hallway to check that her Grammy was asleep—and she …

June 27, 2007 / Humor

Gosh, but I miss The Brunching Shuttlecocks

It was a funny website. Here’s one from the archives:

Geek Chart

and perhaps my favorite piece they ever did:

Porn Star or My Little Pony

Also, check out Bandwidth Theatre – “you godless couchfuck”

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June 27, 2007 / Woden's Day

Woden’s Wit

From Sæmund’s Edda, translated translated by Olive Bray and edited by D. L. Ashliman: 16. A coward believes he will ever live if he keep him safe from strife: but old age leaves him not long in peace though spears may spare his life. 20. A greedy man, if he be not mindful, eats to …

September 22, 2007 / General

Fishing & Other Tangents

I haven’t been fishing in decades. I can still remember those days at camp when we could get up early to bundle into L’s truck, me, my dad, my brother, L and his sons S and C. Early wasn’t a problem because the day was an adventure and so eagerness and adrenaline got you up …

September 22, 2007 / Music

What Music Means to Me, Part 1

Music as Defense Shield Living in NYC, I use music to shut out the screams of the subways, the babble of the endless people, the growling of busses and trucks, the honking of cabs, the hellish sound of air-brakes. Music as barrier, as sonic bubble. When in Hawaii, I rarely feel the need to use …

June 21, 2007 / Creative Writing

Thistledown, Part 1

The rain beat time on the car like a spastic jazz drummer. CJ pressed his head against the cool glass of the window and watched as streaks of land went by, dark upon black and made distant by the falling water. The car smelled of old hamburger grease and fake pine scent. For the first …

June 20, 2007 / Woden's Day

Hugin & Munin

Hugin and Munin Fly each day Over the spacious earth. I fear for Hugin That he come not back, Yet more anxious am I for Munin. (R.B. Anderson, Norse Mythology) Thought (Hugin) and Memory (Munin) seem to have lost their way in our post-modern, material, short-attention-span culture. We operate on reflex, gut instincts (we are …

September 22, 2007 / Politics

Politics in a Liminal State

I feel very uncomfortable in crowds, particularly political crowds. Somewhere in the back of my brain a warning starts flashing, something to do with sameness, mob mentality, the overwhelming loss of individuality. Heck, I don’t even like seeing Rocky Horror Picture Show live because having a group of people all performing the same actions, saying …