when you hear the buzzer buzz back
today i was listening to the siren cult / feral children tape in the store (mikey h sauce stopped by yesterday) and i got intense deja vu, and i think i get more deja vu than most people, but this time there was sound (that lady singing on the siren cult side), sight (looking at a bunch of styrofoam i hot glued to the ceiling in a “space city” configuration), taste (arizona green ice tea tall boy), smell (moldy shirt), and then just to make it all the way around the horn i reached out and touched grip tape and that was dead on too. it really made me feel great, like i was on a glorious path i glimpsed in a dream years ago (which i think is entirely accurate). i even wasn’t bummed when, staying open late by special request, the requestee didn’t show. what do i care?– i was sitting on a bench in the sun eating candy like a sultan. hey if you’re reading this, you missed out only on me inviting you to a catholic group home to watch cable access TV and drink root beer with “a crazed madman and [honorary] defender of metal”. that’s right- today was the first wcca broadcast of the first episode of the snow ghost community show!
the viewing party was at the catholic worker house, and it was pretty sweet. i’d never been over there but i see all the red headed kids that live there at least once a week at the store or just walking around, so i was psyched to check out the lair. the snow ghost’s connection with them is peculiar, in that he is a self-avowed “satanic warrior”, but i guess they can still respect each other by virtue of being on the same coin, if opposite sides. i kept to myself the fact that i don’t believe in original sin, but really, how often does that come up while the tv’s on? anyway it was a good time, we ate newman “O”s, and snow ghost laughed at his televised self’s [jokes / descriptions of three stooges episodes] until he was actually crying. then we watched commercials a little bit, then i went home.
the new bruce nauman backpatches are done and will be at the store tomorrow. also if anyone has a digital camera i can take ~18 pictures on (while you are there waiting) please stop by early (but after 2). big big party tomorrow and me with nothing to wear but i’ll manage i’m sure possibly with a ninth-inning kimono. hey peter, hope you’re bringing your iron stomach, i made more of that typewriter polish and it’s a doozy.
I kind of half-expected said person to not show up. Also, did Bert wait it out for you to leave? He was threatening to throw a Christmas ornament at me from his balcony, and then he asked when YOU were leaving.
sam, the lesson right now is “no need to be cynical”.
Sorry, didn’t mean to sound so negative, no voice nuances in text.
P.S. Can’t come in Friday, headin’ to NY for the weekend!
jake if you would send me that typewriter polish recipe I will invite you to providence when it is ready and we can drink some on my porch listening to passers by yellin at each other on a cool warm late summer night, soonish. a beverage such as that simultaneously requires that kind of evening, and brings it into existence.
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