In the yard, just lying there in the green grass, about five or six feet from the curb, a day after garbage pickup, I found three pages of text ripped from the middle of a trashy novel, ripped from the middle of the pages, so no heading was discernible, no way of deciphering what theContinue reading “#780: Found”
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#779: K is for Klark Kent
It’s alphabetized under Klark and not Kentbecause this is more of a project namethan it is the name of an artist. It is the pseudonym, the stage name, the appellation, the moniker, the sobriquet, used on the first solo album by the most famous drummer of the most famous band of the 80’s, one ofContinue reading “#779: K is for Klark Kent”
#778: K is for Kiss
I don’t know how I feel about this. There’s really only one album by Kissthat I think I would like to have on vinyl, and it’s not one in the bunch of four that I have here. Somewhere along the lineI stumbled or my wife stumbled upon these used editions of the first three KissalbumsContinue reading “#778: K is for Kiss”
#777: K is for King Crimson (81-03)
It would be seven years between Redand the next album from King Crimson, the cover of which would be red, adorned in the center of the jacketwith a silver Celtic knot, bearing the title Discipline. It was the first King Crimson album I would ever hear, the first King Crimsonrecord I would ever buy, theContinue reading “#777: K is for King Crimson (81-03)”
#771: K is for Kansas
It may be a kind of cursefor progressive rock bands to have big hits. “Carry OnMy Wayward Son” is arguablyone of the greatest and most catchy prog rock songsin history, rivaled only by maybe “Roundabout” from Yes. But what’s also clearis that after Leftoverture and Point of No Return anda sequence of a couple ofContinue reading “#771: K is for Kansas”
#770: Interlude: An American Sonnet Before the Letter K
I couldn’t bring myself today to startat the top of the letter K listening to Kansas records. I’ve listened to the entire collection alphabetically up through the letter J and I need a break. Since October I have written 78,000words about music in these poem-like-things. But I couldn’t bear to break my streak, oddly, ofContinue reading “#770: Interlude: An American Sonnet Before the Letter K”
#769: J is for John, Elton John
I ran a search of all my poststo see how many times I had written about or at least namedElton John in a blog entry.The result: nineteen times. He was my first rock star idol. I was a fourth grader and my cousins played me Goodbye YellowBrick Road from start to finish. Almost immediately after,Continue reading “#769: J is for John, Elton John”
#767: The Muses
The muses are doom-scrolling on their cell phoneswhile we mortals look for inspiration in pocket fuzz, lint traps, duty-free liquor, or by doom-scrolling onour cell phones. This can’t end well. I wrote: “She grimaced as her hand tightened into a fish.”This becomes the premise for a new novel. The muses have forgotten why they pickedContinue reading “#767: The Muses”
#765: J is for Joan As Police Woman
I don’t know how I found her. In 2008, either because I hadread something or someonehad recommended her to me, I bought a CD. I don’t think I had a clue at the time about her collaborations with otherfamous artists or that she wasJeff Buckley’s fiancee up to thepoint of his tragic drowning.So beyond allContinue reading “#765: J is for Joan As Police Woman”
#764: Things to Remember
A swarm of 50,000 bees is nesting inside of her bedroom wall.How many plush toys or teddy bearsdid it take to make you feel safe? It is important to remember thatall living things have but one purpose.
michael jarmer 