the direct approach

Robert Lockwood Jr.- just a little bit
R.L. Burnside- little babe
John Lee Hooker- im in the mood
James Brown- try me
Otis Redding- dont be afraid of me
The Shirelles- be my little baby
Slim Harpo- i got love if you want it
Wanda Jackson- cool love
The Temptations- sugar pie honey bunch

the ______ goes ______.

so i opened up the see and say that i stole from this child i know.

unfortunately.  it kept shorting out.

not sure if this means it is a not possible.

which will take a lot to convince me.

or just a pain in the ass and i dont know what i am doing.

which seems more convincible.

like candy

these really are like little candies that i so wonderfully get to unwrap.

when i open them, rather than stimulating my taste buds.

they stimulate my ears.

late night and bent

fragile yet furtile

finding home. portland is perfect. it will be complete once i find a station. i walked through a record store today. cannot wait to have a place to put them. until then i listen to this.

bill withers: aint no sunshine when shes gone
(i am sure someone has lost there sunshine since i have left)
r.l. burnside: just like a bird without a feather
(the cock and the canary)
sam cooke: someday somewhere
(there will be peace, there will be joy, there will be riches... when we reach that city)
slim harpo: still rainin in my heart
(thinking about the part all the boys have played to get me here)
otis redding: send me some lovin
(please)
nina simone: i put a spell on you
(i think you know who you are)
lead belly: where did you sleep last night
(off the burnside bridge)
junior kimbroug: lonesome road
(finding solitude)
billy holiday: come rain or come shine
(i only make promises i can keep)

heart beats.

this is "little annie" made by nathan of idmclassics.net of boston.
contact mic and cables included, heart given seperately.

around the bend

i added two brass nails and two wires and now it goes. 

"eooheeooooeaaahhoooeoeoe."

when you hit a key and rub your finger.

(must admit i was helped)

presents from boston

this is where my weekend ended up.  despite getting drunk for the first time in a month.

lets just say that night ended poorly.  who ever thought i should have a phone was wrong. 

saturday was a bore, ie: parent trap on disney, matrix on mtv AND bravo, followed by an e! special of miley cyrus. 

 Nathan got into town sunday. spent the evening with my mother for her birthday, then over to vickys for fucking around in the basement. (this was pre Purple Rain)  

presents came with nathans arrival:

realicide tape, contact mic, cables and my "little annie"

the heart is the best setting.

noise: the thump your heart makes after pumping the pedals hard.

noise: the tick of a clock when you are past that.

valentines. september fourth.

i think i may be playing my first show. very early. very short.

with salon style, todd is new each moment and tough: featuring american on drums.

.for the boys. maim terrain

wednesday noise

it is here. it is everywhere.

call me junior.

as nathan put it best, "you know what its like to be a ten year old boy".

so the baby is, well, the babies fucked. but i think therapy may save its soul.

this guy. i think something cool might come out of him,

but i have to learn what i am doing first.

starting somewhere.

so as i am leaving victorias this evening she pulls a baby out of the neighbors trash.

this is it. i have no idea what i am doing. but i have to start somewhere.

i should name it.

practice.

i got this estey electric organ from goodwill for three dollars two years ago.

it was great until one day it was dead.  there is a plastic thing that was supposed to spin.

i assume to generate wind to make sound.  the attatchment was broken.

so today i soldered it.  still a no go.  eh.  the motor still creates a wonderful hum.

noise: can you solder metal to plastic?

oh the potential.

woops. i broke my mickey phone.

found a record in it though.

                                                        casper land in troy.

noise: the sound of water running past your ears while standing in the shower.

noise: the feeling you get when the album starts to skip.