rocking the eff out to this song....such a sad song with such tangible blues...it is ten p.m. and zac (the young man i work for) is watching mary poppins...i have to remind him often to not sit so close to the t.v. he seems to be in quiet awe of certain sequences in the video...he watches it from odd angles sometimes...he is a master of rewinding and fast forwarding, stopping and playing....switching from vhs to dvd in halfseconds. this is part of the enigma of autism...well..in his case..though i have heard mention of it in other cases similarly.



sometimes i feel like this...i think i was driving when i took this picture...

ryan let me borrow some tudor/cage - a disc called indeterminacy ..wherein one performer is in one room playing piano pieces and cage is in another reading pieces..of different lengths that he has to either speed up or slow down to match the length of the music..

also he let me borrow eliane radigue's trilogie de la mort......and feldman's for bunita marcus..there will be some nice listening the next few days..

st patricks is coming up...the last 3 i had to work..and this one i have off! but...i don't feel like being out amongst the loud and drunk..i just want a few beers..a good book and my bed with my cat and dogs laying about me....and my woman..if she isn't busy..

i would like corned beef....hmm.......yeah



this is a long song with uh huhs and mmmmmms and harmonica and a pleading guitar and sad supplications...the naturally sad story the listener posits...."i gotta go, gotta go..."...