have you considered the nc jazz rep. co.?

latest belated christmas present: mahler for dummies cdrom. you are so smart.
excellent prefatory speech. i'll never mention adorno again in your presence.
not that i ever did, but i'm not supposed to think about those things.

this weekend, i await familial inspection, although not with the rigor to
which you were subjected. or not. idunno. but i'm nervous, nonetheless.

things die because they are not permanent; the high becomes low, nothing
amounts to much. if it were any other way, one would lament that, as well.
as. well. anyway, once to see deacon lunchbox and that grrlpunk band at
screamin deacon, the only other patrons were school of the arts kids. the
rest of town is nodding along with whatever ska or reggae that's playing at
baity's or ziggy's or whatever umpteenth reincarnation of fetchin bones or
guadalcanal diary is playing over at the orchestra pit. there is no top ten
and thus with competition, no survival. one might as well ask what happened
to rittenhaus square. -no doubt- there is an appropriate and politically
acceptable explanation. meanwhile, the last fit becomes standing. here's
your equal librium.

i also found out that my last name is really "aluminum chlorhydrate", not
"calloway", but when my grandfather was little, the way he and his
sumarian parents pronounced it sounded like "calloway" and so it just changed.
it even says "aluminum chlorhydrate" on my g-pa's birth certificate. this
kind of pickled my liver.

well, honey, suppose the inevitable happens, and we live out the rest of
our days right here. we could get the jump on the gun, reserve our seats
now, and move up the ladder each season.

last monday: sneak preview of arthur miller's _the crucible_ with daniel day
lewis and winona ryder. quit snickering. go see. you read this at least twice
in junior high, and probably saw more than one interminably boring stage
production, but talking about the playwright's life was more interesting
then. anyway, now, chock full of commentary dancing about your unfavorite
top ten overused word, this is one script apparently begging for celluloid
all these years. continuation of the period piece trend of last two years but
dang if some performances are not pulled. i will see this flick again.

freakin colony theater rocks all.

each week we have another poll and the votes are posted here.
and our point is?

no problem. i could take my other girlfriend to the performances in which
you're not interested.

violence is the only matter and the why to have, or not, witty rhetoric every
six years. the post-physiology was pretty leaden, also, fleiss.

let me know if you're interested. we can cure this right quickly.
lose that appeal.

instant gratification was a tool the situationists applied in attempt to
hasten western civilization's demise. the yippies took that one step farther,
before the situationist even got started in any practical fashion, by
instructing young folks to vote for nixon, on the premise that oppression
brings about revolution every six years.

don't do this: lost weight, gain weight, lose weight, gain weight. you will
feel shitty and it's bad for you.

to many, propositions, to few, prepositions, my head is spinning in a basket
as crowds cheer dat course is dead.

how can these two statements exist in the same post?

cameron indoor without the cameron crazies and an unworthy opponent resulting
in a fifty point spread blowout. dang if it still wasn't great fun. b-ball,
there is no other sport.

it's an odd feeling, seeing oneself a mhonarcIST.

look, i understand if you want to go alone. all your old boyfriends will
be there and i shouldn't cramp your style.

they play out of position as they are drawn out of position and attempt to
draw others out of position. a strategy not unlike out own. anyway, you get
the big guys pushing the lanes down front and the quick guys picking up the
break in the back part. a strategy not unlike our own. but you likely already
know this, having marked spots for shots taken, looking for the weak side.

i have a suggestion for good local jazz release: any geezer lake. well, i've
suggested this before, i'm just waiting for the hint to be taken. albert ayler
and the mc5.

here all my overused dead words come to rest. the others you can't have yet
as they still hold attraction for me. this is a favor i do, see?

so, of course, she beckons.

i would advocate neither quality nor quantity for some or all.
so what am i saying? three times.

i'm still laughing silly from the bad pharaohs review. anyhow, i did speak
with robbie mann a few months ago as he was in process of recording. not at
jag but i did not confirm that hodgin was not involved. i think i told you
this already so there you go attending to detail. thankey.

see, if you're gonna make lists of all-time local tops and you can't mention
anything made prior to five years ago, just how important could context be?
fuckin graveyard tramps? crawl rite outta my skin? cypress/afoot?
tobacco au-go-go? yo, there is an nc music archive in charlotte maintained
by one of the fire ant dudes that might be consulted for any faqoidly
post-aluminum attempts. of course, that would be no fun if that is the point.
and indeed, the archive itself, as some others, are missing most of the
-stuff- one might find important. there's just no point in even pretending
one sees it all. fug, you likely find doug clark and the hot nuts a joke,
not having been through the ruckus they caused yo grandparents. peeps gather
in the name of mario savio, superstar, not ever having been on a frontline.

i'm still reeling at claims of separating fact from fiction, useful from
garbage. how does one recommend for another except that one imagines 'we'?

loving the unauthoritative today.

tonight, in celebrating a ritual of lending cred to experience,
we toast the coming of age of one of our number, yon young williams.

of one of our number.

that one imagines we.

that we imagine one.

the none that is unimagined.

1. because it caters to mating instincts,
2. because it's convenient,
3. because it has affordable mediocrity,
4. because it dangles imaginary carrots in front of resistance to workerism.

o good. just in time for the women's game.

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