The Aum Rifle, Foot Village, Silvester Anfang, Ash Castles on the Ghost Coast, Jackwacker, Brothers of the Occult Sisterhood, Cole Miller Island, Alligator Crystal Moth.
Outdoors! Mushy leaf-covered ground &rocks &dirt &branches everywhere, Trees to climb, cold water that gurgles, Concrete building blocks &city cars &bikes, Salamanders, solitary solitude.
Applesauce, cloud beds, Vincent Ackamoor &his Hammocked Hangar, Sleep, nap, sleep, sleep, make good food, sleep, buy more good food to make, nap, sleep.
H.B. Wells, Apr 26, 2007:
the one on the left looks hollow, so much so that at first sight of that picture I was startled, downright scared. How bizarre, I wonder how people view them within their own country, it's sort of like wiggerdom taken to the extreme visually, to the point of obsession. Their poor skin, wonder how it's handling their consistent transformation. how's the luck with wholefoods? I am now working produce at the university heights store, so get a job thurr! annnd I am pretty sure my other option for housing is escaping grasp tomorrow cause I have no moneys yet, so let's live long gracious lives at the lynk-n-logz $pir'tual healin' tabernacle.
I never realized who the aum rifle was until graham told me who the aum rifle was. Were you at that show a long while back at the risd studio space when he played? He chewed glass and contact mic'd it, and banged things and made awesome music. What a hero!
wubwub,
-blubblub
H.B. Wells, Apr 16, 2007:
my clavicles are lonely and bony, warm cover'd in gray light.
my throat was burned last night on the inside from vacuumed cigarettes, and black circles and stuff. can't swallow, should be more careful.
howurr yu?
I say we excavate and explore open sandy fields on overcast dazzzee
you in, okay?
ok!
-ernest h papple