For a 1:40 showing on a Monday, I sat alone, the only person insidethe neighborhood multiplex, theater #8, to watch the Billie Eilish concert film.No 3D available here, I watched it binocularly, with my own glasses.Even without stereoscopy, I was still movedby the spectacle, the music, the magnitudeof it all, the tears streaming down faces.ThousandsContinue reading “#786: An American Sonnet after the Billie Eilish Concert Film”
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#784: You Might Have ADHD, or Not
I just watched a music videoby that guy and his wifeabout all the ways youmight behave if you had ADHD. It was, like all their stuff, really good, but I didn’t make it through the whole thing. I looked downat my wrist to find out whattime it was and noticedthat I wasn’t wearing mywatch. IContinue reading “#784: You Might Have ADHD, or Not”
#780: Found
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”
#772: K is for The Kills (with a Bonus Preamble About Kansas)
Preamble: Four Kansas albums in one dayproved too much for me. Especiallysince last night we attended The Dear Hunter concert and consumed even more prog rock. We got our daily prog allowance, I can tell you. So this morning, a quick preamble before The Killsabout the last Kansas album, The Absence of Presence. In short,Continue reading “#772: K is for The Kills (with a Bonus Preamble About 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”
#768: J is for Jockstrap
Georgia Ellery and Taylor Skye are the electronic experimental Englishpop duo of Jockstrap, who, with I Love You, Jennifer B, have released the only album I am aware of for which the listener gets to design their own album cover. The absolutely blank bright greenrecord jacket contains the record, of course, in translucent green, andContinue reading “#768: J is for Jockstrap”
#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”
#766: Now and Then
I am sitting in the backyard under the oak trees on a beautiful spring day with the dogs. We just went for a walk and now we are relaxing, mowers in the distance, the hammering of a new roof install a few houses down, traffic from adistant highway, and underneath all of that thrum, theContinue reading “#766: Now and Then”
#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 