Wednesday, March 01, 2006


Guitar genius Nels Cline guests on Mike Watt's radio show and chats interestingly for the better part of an hour about being a Sonic Youth fanboy at Rhino Records, apprenticing with Charlie Haden, his Wilco setup and their new music, and how he finally reconciled his jazz and rock sides (the interview's right after Watt's traditional Coltrane opener and a piece by Nels and Jeremy Drake).

For all you lo-fi folks, its a 32 K stream, so there's no excuse not to check it out.

Jonathan Lethem, Rick Moody and John Darneille discuss the confluence of pop and literature.

Here's George W. Bush caught red handed on tape. It's obvious from this it wasn't just Brownie that was out of his depth in the Katrina disaster. Maybe this time he'll finally pay a price for his incompetent boobishness.

History has taught me not to hold my breath about such things, though.

UPDATE: The New York Times buried the story on page 16A and other mainstream media outlets are underplaying it. Our president couldn't possibly be a lazy disengaged liar, hmm?

So much for the so called "liberal media".

Tuesday, February 28, 2006


Last weekend I decided to take a busman's holiday and headed out to my friend Steve's new used and rare bookstore in Willow Creek with my friend Dan. Of course since it's located in the epicenter of Sasquatch country, the name of the place was a no-brainer--we (me, Steve and Rev'd Lord) formed a now dormant semi-satirical organization called The Church of Bigfoot, Scientist about 7 or 8 years ago, such was our devotion to the Bigfoot mythos at that time. Though Steve was apologetic for the mess, it's actually much neater and better organized than many used bookstores I've come across over the years. Located in an old doctor's office, the building has lots of nooks and crannies, including a meeting room stuffed to the gills with old National Geographics dating to the twenties. There's a great selection of fiction, politics and reference books too.

I browsed around and found a copy of Don Marquis' classic archy & mehitabel, a comic volume of free verse ostensibly written by a cockroach after hours at the newspaper Marquis was employed at in 1916. Not only is the poetry good (sort of a cartoon e.e. cummings, and sometimes surprisingly gritty and bleak), the book has line illustrations by George Herriman, the genius creator of Krazy Kat.

Check this one out:
archy confesses
catches the crowd
and i
are often
low browed

the fish wife
and the laugh
of the horse
and i
are frequently

in bill s behalf
are adduced
to refine
big bill s
coarse laugh

but bill
he would chuckle
to hear such guff
he pulled
rough stuff
and he liked rough stuff

hoping you
are the same

Many people don't realize that Marquis and Herriman also invented punk in the early twenties...

The children's book room at Bigfoot Books is also worth seeking out for the creepy Keane waif prints on either wall.

A definite Village of the Damned vibe here.

For those who don't know the story behind the kitsch, Margaret Keane proved in a court that the paintings done under her husband's name were her work. She created a doe-eyed industry.

If you're heading out to Willow Creek on the 299 anytime soon, stop by. Steve will be glad to see you, as long as you don't interfere with his more lucrative internet sales (just kidding). The store's about a mile an a half past the main part of town, right past the Cabins and right before the big yellow burger joint.

Just listen for Leonard Cohen blasting out of the speakers....