i am what i play

taking a tip from the LADY MO, i've decided to list what i just have played on my radio shew (every thurs, 7-9pm on killradio.org) on this here blog...

so, august 31 2006 of the rumble city inspector show (slightly longer due to next dj being outta town...)

wesley willis-rock n' roll mcdonalds
thee headcoats-my dear watson
perez prado-besame mucho
talking heads-love goes to a building on fire
ken nordine-a whistler
magazine-thank you (falettinme be mice elf agin)

creedence clearwater revival-lookin' out my back door
future pigeon-cybernetic killer
dr john-let's make a better world
essential logic-wake up
narciso martinez-muchachos alegres
scott walker-best of both worlds
latin playboys-ironsides

elvis presley-wearin' that loved on look
hirut beqele-almokerkum neber
animal collective-grass
can-mushroom
francoise hardy-le temps de l'amour
tiny tim (with miss sue)-true love

scorpions-it all depends
flying burrito bros-sin city
don azpiazu & his havana casino orch-el manicero (the peanut vendor)
sex mob-rear view
charles trenet-boum!

mohammed rafi-jaan pehchaan ho
hala strana-october
magazine-a song from under the floorboards
captain beefheart & the magic band-vampire suite
creedence clearwater revival-lodi

duo del bodeguita del medio-guantanemera
elvis presley-i'm movin on
essential logic-aerosol burns
ken nordine-you're getting better
latin playboys-paletero
scott walker-come next spring

and in the extra hour for the rumble city...

perez prado-mambo #8
future pigeon-evil (eatin' at my soul)
can-spoon
jimmy sturr-hey baby, que paso
the shaggs-philosophy of the world
lucienne boyer-parlez-moi d'amour

eels-mighty fine blues
talking heads-don't worry about the government
lata mangeshkar-dhoondo dhoondo re sajna
thee headcoats-gotta get inside that girl's mind
sex mob-ripple
francoise hardy-je n'attends plus personne

bing crosby w/ xavier cugat & his orch-siboney
animal collective-flesh canoe
flying burrito bros-wheels
alemayehu eshete-tey gedyeleshem
eilert pilarm-jailhouse rock
perez prado-mosaico cubano

whew!!

love goes to a pterodactyl on fire

along my thrice weekly 2 hour brisk walk through the local neighborhood park (right across the street and it's huge) i often look up into the trees to catch a glimpse of the 'art birds' that some anonymous kind soul has placed at random intervals along the various hilly foot paths.

years back mavis first noticed the rather large painted-on-wood artifacts. she recognized an archeopteryx (she had, oddly enough, just done a report for her 2nd grade project), a bluejay, an eagle and the pterodactyl (there are now 2 arheopteryx, a hawk, a thunderbird and a couple of odd as yet uncatergoriseable avians). no credit anywhere, no fanfare, no local coverage, no google finds. and that's kind of nice. most park users don't even see them until pointed out. mavis delights in doing that.

the birds just pop up and make the viewing that much more interesting.

mavis and i like to imagine that this artist is a woman and uses the cover of night to climb the trees and make her installation. i kind of hope that we never find out.

i just love the pterodactyl in particular. cheers me up and gives me a boost when i'm down. the ancient creature perched up on high encourages me to think of all the things i could be doing to make just somebody smile.

as i stroll, i find myself occasionally worrying that some kind of fire might destroy parts of the park (it has happened before) and i worry about the birds. the art birds. i can't really see myself climbing up a tree as the fire rages at me. and i can't believe that the artist hadn't considered this when placing these objects for us to enjoy.

then i realize that the ephemeral nature of this project would allow for all that, and for some reason this brings me further joy.

so much time, so little to see

been gone a bit, i know...sorry 'bout that, but so much has gone on.

first off, moved to a new place and have a roommate for the first time in years (wives don't count, different order of living status).

secondly, was fired from the union gig on the same day that i was going to quit...suffice to say that my pleas of "i'm doing the work of 2 or 3 people" went unheeded. not to mention the creepy passive aggressive "rep" that decided to scream at me in the office for something she didn't do well, after months of dodging her clients...well! just typical non-profit crap.

third(ly?), the one year anniversary of my mental meltdown came and went, and i needed some very important self-reflection and flagellation.

and lastly, the divorce was finalized. dragged on, but now done. weird.

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two great things, and somewhat interconnected:

the romance with beth is going well. we are stronger than ever, and we have passed the "meet the family" hurdles. beth fretted and fretted about the meets, bless her. no one has ever fretted so on my account, in a positive way.

mavis was sad at first (daddy has a girlfriend?) but our relationship is so strong that we have been able to talk on all aspects, and she likes beth, to boot. they even baked a pie together, and mavis quizzes beth about superheroes and religion and asked me on the bart in oakland if beth and i were going to be married.

told her we were thinking about it, and if we did, would she be my best man.

"daddy, i'm not a man. how about 'best person'?"

my two ladies. i am a fortunate man.

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also, on top of an indifferent cat and a skittish parrot, my roommate got a tiny little dog from the pound. terrier mix of some sort, scared of the world and a probably abused 2 year old sniffer that likes corn chips. various scars and deer in headlights flinching indicate a rough time was had.

amazing stress reliever. and some one so battered by life that i can relate. we get along just fine.