August 10, 2005

DEF CRUX

Once a man in a dream, he was a cowboy that looked like a young Lorne Greene, he sang a song to me in a sonorous tenor, and the only words were "Wild Loose'd!/ and Mercy Bound!". I thought about the song often on the last tour. Here are some pictures from the first few dates when Al and I took the trip in the car last month. Like they sing at the toy store: Welcome to my world.

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Many people had crossed legs when we read at Bluestockings.

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It was like this a lot. It was We Eat So Many Popsicles dot com.

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Dirt Palace in Providence. They are to punk arts commune-houses what Fugazi is to bands. Every day I think, how can I live more free today, how can I live more Dirt Palace . Dirt Palace girls tag their own bathroom walls with feminist and anti-war and totes baffling slogans. It killed me. In this picture, by the trailing lights, there are giant paper birds hung. Peacocks. Flightless birds made flying.

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This woman with the cone, she is my gtr heroine, Sara Jaffe. She played with us in Easthampton. I took her on an ice-cream date. Her new thing is called TAM TAM, it's improv I think. She gave Al and I home made double disc comp Cds sewn inside manilla envelopes. The sewn envelope is a true DIY packaging classic of the ages.

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The sugar cup at the honor system coffee station at Flywheel. Real punx care about each others immuno-health, do not let anyone tell you otherwise!

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Providence. We walked a half-hour through the woods on a path Mike knew by memory, saw very much great nature and dozens of baby toads and special flowers people knew the name-history of (do you know that word I mean?) and then suddenly we got here:
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Which is the sort of place you get to and think, "If I lived here, I would come here everyday and swim for hours like it was my job." But everyday, here in Chicago, I live a miles from the free Olympic pool and it's open swims and it's lap hours and never go. And the filthy lake is open all day. And there is a park pool (kid-pee pool) and the Natorium (gay cruising) six blocks in either direction and I never go, but really, really, I promise, I would swim there every day if I lived in Providence or even in Pawtuxet.

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