A summer hike through a ski resort is an adventure in seasonal dissonance. Ascending and descending trails stripped of snow’s porcelain veneer, you kick dust to the sky, fighting gravity up and down. Frictionless winter fun is just a quiet echo.
seasonal dissonance pic.twitter.com/1IuIolb7cx
— ../westy (@westyreflector) June 3, 2018
June 03, 2018 at 12:57AM
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You came a long long way
just to find nothing
on the other end of a promise
from the other side of the sun
the road was mapped but never real
still the dream of a long gone man
now foxtails push up through cracked cement
and long abandoned plans
Paper streets always burn.
Paper streets always burn.
On a bridge to nowhere,
you never know where to turn.
Paper streets always burn.
Doesn’t matter where you’re from
when you see the world from the sky
Broadway to Magazine to Sunset Boulevard
They all draw the same line
You have to put your faith in strangers
or else this is a lonely life
but sometimes people are wicked and cruel
we’re not wired to be nice
I lost a fortune to a dream
but at least it was my dream
some people lose their fortune to a faith
in the world as it seems
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Mount Waterman summit – 8089 ft / 2466 m. RIYL: Sound of soft winds finding their way upwards from a valley floor through conifers. pic.twitter.com/S6ClzQ0t9n
— ../westy (@westyreflector) May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 12:57AM
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20180528.18 / All the ❤️ today, @catmthomas.
May 28, 2018 at 08:29PM
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🎼 “Malibu Ellie’s s out to have some fun / Likes her meat rare and her man well done / Malibu Ellie’s cruisin’ on the surf / Step on this pier, you’re on her turf / Malibu Ellie… 🎶… Malibu Ellie… 🎶…”
May 26, 2018 at 08:17PM
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Ellie, in from Brooklyn for the weekend, and already so L.A.
May 25, 2018 at 08:23PM
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Flim-Flam Flamingo turned to Swanny Swan Swan, pissed. “There’s more,’ you said. ‘Something, beyond this Mt. Olympus party house, beyond the infinity pool edge,’ you said. ‘Let’s float away to destiny…’ Well, Swanny, maybe the pool wasn’t such a bad place!”
May 20, 2018 at 07:16PM
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Met The Queen tonight at the former Laurel Canyon home of Ursula Andress. She said, “The one in England’s my double for security purposes.” The crazy thing is me & her Highness are the only cut outs in the photo. // 📷: @catmthomas
May 20, 2018 at 12:41AM
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LA’s polychrome spiritual superficiality creates everyday paradoxes. Star maps don’t chart the sky. Freeways offer surge-priced fast lanes. Warnings come with smiles. The absurd is deep, yet blithe.
May 19, 2018 at 03:07PM
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Xclnt today to meet @tzaddi53 in the wilds of Eaton Canyon. The spiral serves warning of the rattlesnake who lives under the rock. Rumor is the snake drew it first, and said, “I’m only warning you thissss oncssse.” So Richard now refreshes the symbol after rainstorms.
May 16, 2018 at 09:11PM
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Ever the dreamer. Courageous, tenacious, patient, and creative. A true inspiration. All the love today, Mom.
May 13, 2018 at 09:00PM
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“A bee, a bird, and a chicken are hanging out in the Hollywood hills…” sounds like the start of a joke, but it’s just a field recording. The bees are pollinating a perpetual-blooming Echium Candicans (“pride of Madeira”) flowering shrub in our Laurel Canyon Garden, while a mockingbird, a scrub jay, a few other birds, and a chicken across the street join in the chorus. Live iPhone recording via a Shure MOTIV MV88.
Echium Candicans
pride of Madeira
subshrub invasive ornament
Spanish nectar
going-steady bees
soda jerk two-straw shake
canyon hillside date
10 minutes drive
from a retrofit-rail-car diner
off Sunset
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You don't think thoughts. Thoughts are how you think.
— ../westy (@westyreflector) May 11, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 09:18PM
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Enlightening walk-through by Mississippi writer Suzassippi with some fantastic photos of the actual location where the “Southern cross the dog” in W.C. Handy’s Yellow Dog Blues.
In 2014, the Disquiet Junto participated in an NPR Studio360 project to record modern versions of Handy’s track in honor of its 100th anniversary. My track, Between Stations, “won” the event, and I ended up on air with host Kurt Anderson and musician Marc Anthony Thompson.
The Blues makes us aware of how the universe perceives harmony through our ears. Its “source material” is not so much sadness, but a universal alienation. Everyone fears loneliness from different directions. Handy’s song says to me, “There’s no use for home where you always lose who you are,” which was the launch point for my recording. Suzassippi lends wonderful visual, grounded context to all the tracks she highlights, and quotes me at the end of her article.
Back a number of years ago, I first read about where the Southern Cross the Dog in a Farm Bureau magazine quiz. I had never heard of it, and it was an intriguing story about the town of Moorhead and the junction of the old Southern Railway system and the “Yellow Dog”–commonly thought to mean the Yazoo Delta Railway.
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Winner: Westy Reflector cover of Yellow Dog Blues. Of it, the judge Marc Anthony Thompson said “I just wanted something that I really liked to listen to.” Westy Reflector said “no one in the story is in a fixed place” and “blues was never fully about composition as an end, but about a rich community of shared source material.”
My faves: All of which, “I just really liked to listen to.”
Ari Swan cover of Yellow Dog Blues.
The City of Light cover of Yellow Dog Blues. I liked that he repeats the refrain ‘Southern cross the dog’ as did the original Handy heard.
Addieville featuring Sara Murphy cover of Yellow Dog Blues.
Echium Candicans
pride of Madeira
subshrub invasive ornament
Spanish nectar
soda jerk two-straw shake
going-steady bees
canyon hillside date
10 minutes drive
from a retrofit-rail-car diner
off Sunset
May 09, 2018 at 04:46PM
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wellmans divide
idyllwild, ca
elev.: 2985m / 9792ft
May 06, 2018 at 11:44PM
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Chuck Walla, the wizard lizard, could make a blizzard, but his gizzard he likes hot.
May 05, 2018 at 10:44PM
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Not wanting to be tracked doesn't mean you don't want to be found.
— ../westy (@westyreflector) May 2, 2018
May 02, 2018 at 04:33PM
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“Western squirrels are bronzed like sunsets, Rodin’s The Thinker, and Orange County skin. They eat red walnuts and yellow loquats al-fresco.”
– Sir David Doñaburro, National Ponchographic Explorer
May 01, 2018 at 09:32PM
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