June 2011
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"Do not make friends with the rockstars..."
I realized this weekend, that I generally write out of pure unadulterated anger. I write to prove that I’m not a groupie. ’Cause fuck that shit, guitarist with the seething eyes. If you come over here and try to spit your weak hardly-a-rockstar game at me, I will laugh. I don’t need your backstage pass, I can get my own thankyouverymuch.
“You have to make your...
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Digging through poetry as I pack...
Looking through a book of drawings by Holbein I realize several moments of truth. A nose (a line) so nose-like. So line-like. And then I think to myself “so what?” It’s not going to solve any of my problems. And then I realize that at the very moment of appreciation I had no problems. Then I decide that this is a pretty profound thought. And that I ought to write it...
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This's and That's
Tears cleanse. It’s a simple concept. They’re wet, and abrasive with saltiness, and they wipe some of the dirty, shitty, I-can’t-take-this-anymore bits of life away as they flow down cheeks to chins into hair and get wiped away with annoyance by an unprepared hand that lacks a tissue. If you lay and cry, the tears get into your ears and cleanse the voices in your head that...
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DEMF - it ruled...here's why.
Movement, the Detroit Electronic Music Festival, referred acronymically by veterans as the now outdated DEMF, happened a couple weekends ago, spanned three days and offered the massive onslaught of electronic music aficionados a wide range of dance music; from the classic and old of the Made in Detroit Stage to the new, albeit more “mainstream” of the Red Bull Stage.
I had preconceived notions...
