21st
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since i constantly have my agents scouring the globe for fine articles of historical or artistic significance, im happy to report that one has found a particularly interesting piece in some far flung corner of indochina.
ok, actually my brother is in cambodia on a business thing and he happened into a music shop filled with treasures. ive casually been in the mandolin market for a while now and though i dont condone colonization, i do condone the fine french craftsmanship that just happened to be on the same clipper as all that slaughter and oppression. an excerpt from the email he sent me announcing his triumphant purchase reads, ‘this mandolin is what the surfing commander in apocalypse now would have been strumming if he had been playing a mandolin instead of a guitar in that campfire scene (is that actually in the movie or am i imagining that). put a few human ears on your strap and it will be complete’.
Nights like this are just made for popping some Moody Blues in the old Discman and taking a walk on the tracks, Doug. It’s called introspection.
this site is by a dude name kyle kinane, who i saw open up for patton oswalt a little bit ago. funny stuff
Friday Night with Jonathan Ross: Christopher Walken performs Lady Gaga’s “Poker Face”. OH OH! EE AH.
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I know I’ve been absent, but I brought my new, actual website as a ‘I’m sorry for ignoring you’ gift. It’s still a bit sparse (especially my exhibition history -which if all goes well, will possibly, maybe, hopefully, change sometime soon), but it’s a start.
i , according to the tenants of racial and geographic stereotypes, subscribe to several npr podcasts on itunes. one of my more sporadic listens is fresh air with the lovely terry gross (or occasionally ‘big voice guy’ if she’s not in that week) who delivers interviews with people of societal/scientific/entertainment/etc note with all the intensity of warm stone-ground wheat bread - comforting if a little bland (thanks henry).
however, a few days ago, she had on tracy morgan who was out hawking his new memoir. now i like 30 rock and all, but truthfully, i didnt really give a shit about tracy morgan the person too much before this. i do now. i have never heard someone more uncomfortable in my entire life than poor terry gross trying to simultaneously sympathize with morgan’s crazy non-sequiter responses and wonder how many times she can throw it to the ‘reintroduction of the guest’ break so she has time to recover. i was physically squirming on the bus while she was nervously laughing off her complete confusion at whether or not morgan’s tears/shouts/noises/declaration that the ‘funny bus was downstairs’ were all real, feigned, mocking, or somewhere in between. you really need to listen to this interview if you can.
it finally hit me after watching a few more interviews with morgan on youtube, though (a few good examples). tracy morgan just enjoys making white people feel very uncomfortable. and what better forum than ‘fresh air’ to get it done in so efficient a manner.