Lungs of the City

Saturday, December 31, 2011

HOW FAR DOES THE HEAD TURN?

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HOW FAR DOES THE HEAD TURN? The hawk’s shadow is motionless high in the limbs against a winter haze above the alley as he peers off the bac...
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Thursday, November 10, 2011

THE BEST SONG I HAVE EVER HEARD

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Prisencolinensinainciusol -We're the same to choose now the whole bin to seen, and then a whole right mary used to cover boss die. - Brr...
Wednesday, November 9, 2011

YOU WILL MISS ME WHEN I BURN

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READ THIS When you have no one No one can hurt you When you have no one No one can hurt you In the corner there is light That is good for yo...
Thursday, October 13, 2011

WHILE WE WAIT FOR THE PAIN TO BE RELEASED

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"Baseball is like church. Many attend, few understand." Leo "The Lip" Durocher “Baseball is like church. Many attend but...
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Friday, September 23, 2011

ROTATE YOUR TIRES

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I have been thinking a lot about the need for satire and whimsy . Wanna guess at where my mind took me? Watch these videos and see my unfin...
Thursday, July 14, 2011

AARON BELZ POEM IS THE BASIS FOR A SHORT FILM

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AARON BELZ sent me an email yesterday. He included a short film: "...a Hollywood director’s cinematic interpretation of the process b...
Monday, March 28, 2011

Danny McClain

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Horrible news : Danny McClain passed away this morning. He was one of the most dynamic drummers of the scene for some time, having played ...
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Zed Naught
Saint Louis, Missouri, United States
"He's got a lot of irons in the fire", she whispered, several feet away from the bar not knowing that he hears everything. Everything! It is quite maddening sometimes. Or atleast it used to be. Now he can weave mariachi with chainsaws; bowed cymbals with bees buzzing; bird calls with babbling seamen and jingling trinkets. He doesn't mind at all, you see. It just the music of his city.
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