One big perk of sharing life w/ the greatest living Costume Designer @catmthomas: In IRL, I get to don the literal coats of some of iconic film & tv characters. Congrats the the #mrrobot creative team on the finale 2nite of one of best TV shows ever. // cc: @samesmail @regattadeblanc #todcampbell
December 22, 2019 at 05:54PM
“Is New Years a sunset or a sunrise?” Luna wondered.
“Depends,” I said, “on the year you had.”
“Hello, McFly? Absolute time is soo last year. I’m talking curves and spirals, you know, like, space-time? Duh. Relativity says-“
“Ok, Princess Particle.”
“Pfft, Basic Biff.”
December 22, 2019 at 09:06AM
Sunset F-Train ride last week, out and back over the Culver Viaduct, the highest point in the NYC Subway system. The soundtrack is my riding waves [disquiet066], recorded in 2012 as a posthumous duet with late-musician Jeffrey Melton, better known as nofi.
🎼: riding waves [disquiet0066] off 2013’s transient lines:
under the cold and darkly sky / you trip the light and go…
the cars were my fav growing up. their records and lateral solo projects not only will come with me to any desert island, they are my desert island — if i had to choose an island.
ric ocasek catalysed my adolescent desire and urgency to play the electric guitar and to write songs. all-lowercase, overdriven-jangle, and quirky-jerk, ocasek was also endearing, intelligent, and accessible. the cars became my crash course in how to bring depth to “disposable” music; that is, how melody married to meaning could still court the coolest girl in class.
more importantly over the long-arc of my teenage daydreams, some of which linger to this day, their music spoked out innumerable adventures in sonic discovery. riding with the cars, in the backseat i found (among many more) roxy music, david bowie, and t-rex; in the side-view there was robert fripp, steve reich, and john cage; passenger side would find buddy holly, the byrds, and tom petty; and in the way-way-back, crouched flat out of sight of the driver, there were new order, blondie, suicide, the cure, and eventually the ramones, the replacements, and much of what i’ve loved since.
the early 80s was still a world where intelligence and cool were a tough tightrope walk. ocasek and the cars hovered over it all, saying, “c’mon, man, the fringe is the cool. one foot in, one foot out — that fine line — that’s the place to be.”
i’m the american misfit kid / still wondering what i did / i’m on the inside, taking a fast ride…
throughout my songwriting life, co-opting ric’s icy reserve, black leather smirk, and reverence for poetic-yet-stuctured rock ’n roll let me embrace any style without care or ambition in my own music.…
“C’mon, Kid, why mope on the rain?” I entreated Luna. “You’re Scottish. Claggy fields are your people.”
“Tongue ma fart-box, ya walloper,” she snarled.
“Aw, look. There’s patches of heather, under dreich skies. This is your wheelhouse, yes?”
“Shut ya geggie, ya numpty.”
December 10, 2019 at 08:06PM
“Je déteste l’hiver”, a déclaré Luna.
“Mais regarde la beauté,” j’ai contré.
“L’air pur… la neige blanche…”
“Mon nez est gelé. Et toute la neige à New York devient jaune et noire.”
“La neige jaune est de ta faute, Tin-Tin.”
“Tu m’as appris à faire pipi dehors, Asshat!”
December 03, 2019 at 01:33PM
“That sign’s so Shamu!” Luna laughed.
“The Sea World whale?” I asked.
“No, silly, the existential guy.”
“Don’t get uppity. Not everyone speaks French!”
“Ok, so like No Exit?”
“Yeah, except in this one, 3 whales are trapped in a backyard pool-”
“Man, you are-”
“No, dog I am.”
November 26, 2019 at 10:36AM
“So that woman we passed just said the clouds are… ‘breaking up?’ Luna queried.
“Yeah, they’re done with the rain.”
“Good. Dump that wet blanket,” she nodded emphatic. “They should date the sun.”
“Sun’s committed to the moon.”
“They hardly see each other. It’ll never last.”
November 24, 2019 at 05:18PM
“She who sitteth on the Stone of Destiny shall be Queen of all she surveys!” Luna proclaimed.
“You know the Stone of Scone’s in Scotland, yes?”
“Saoghail!” she snarled. “Traitor!”
“Courtiers, take this man. Then off with his head!”
“Ok, Khaleesi. Mark it and move on.”
November 21, 2019 at 04:05PM
“Forget Mexico!” Luna declared. “Build a wall to the sky at Canada!”
“What the-?” I said.
“It’s frickin’ freezing! The wall can let people in, just keep the wind out!”
“Alexa said a ‘Canadian front’ caused this. Send the wind back!”
“Let’s go. You’re frostbitten.”
November 13, 2019 at 05:06PM
Luna pointed up at a bare ginkgo tree. “Bet you didn’t know in spring, ginkgoes scarf all their leaves and stems-”
“Whatev, dude. They scarf all their leaves in, like, 1 day. Then in the 1st hard frost, they upchuck them all at once.”
“Bonnie Botany, ladies & gentlemen.”
November 10, 2019 at 11:53AM
“No way,” Luna pouted. “Bugs are for frogs.”
“Maybe evolve?” I said. “Too much meat is mean.”
“You know what’s mean? Why an onion makes you cry!”
“The sulfur in the air warns of murder. It’s screaming!”
“You stop, you… allium assassin!”
October 28, 2019 at 04:57PM