'Fashion Chrysalis' is the second album by Pacific Blush, it was released this past Valentine's Day. Below are the lyrics along with what is a sort of commentary track from Matthew Marcure (aka Panda?), the human side to Pacific Blush. After that there is a autoretrospective and miscellania.
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It's available on amazon, emusic, lala, and iTunes.
There is also a handmade edition that is available as of this and specifically for this posting, which you can order at the Japanese Alice blog, here.
It's a fourteen page zine-booklet with color cardstock covers complete with cd-r album inside, itself in a flexible plastic sleeve. Each book cut by PB (and PB alumni). With individual drawings and signatures from the PB mainline. $11 ppd in US, $13 outside US.
ALTERNATE LIGHTS
Fog enters
my head
scarlet lights
obscure my vision
chair, I'm in a
I'm in a chair on the
beach
I don't know.
Blue lights pierce
the fog the bay leaves
I'm me again
I wish I had love
that I could hold
NOTES:
This was actually the last song written for the album, and that's probably why it feels so different. It was recorded and mixed about a month and half after I had first finished the album, with the last song recorded originally being “illuminated house”. The lyrics are pretty much about the feeling you get after you've had a really bad headache or cold, you just feel so disoriented and your mind feels like it's full of fog or something. Like you know something, it's on the tip of your tongue, but you just can't quite think of it clearly. Then the ocean comes in, and the lighthouse clears a way.
FROZEN IMPRESSIONS
Everyone around me has frozen in time yet I've grown older and we've grown apart. They're still going strong. The film has captured me in my prime, times where I was happy. You will be disappointed with me now. I've never been that person you fell in love with. I have never really been that person that you wished you knew. I really wish I was though, so I wouldn't have to act. The camera has captured me for only a while, for me to relive it over and over and over and over, over and over, over and over again. Frozen my desires, frozen my hopes, but never froze my attributes. My frozen impressions.
NOTES:
This was actually the very first song written and recorded for the album. It's about an actress, as I was watching a ton of movies at the time. The idea for the song came from seeing pictures of everybody from some movie ten years later or so and everyone looked exactly the same, except for one actress. It kind of depressed me, so I wrote a song about it.
IN LUSCIOUS
We oh we oh
we are in luscious
let's dine
let's be fine
won't we be curated
by fine?
We are dying inside our shirts
This natural is killing us
but we're killing naturally
let's oh let's make it best
just come and feel it
freak leak and reek
We are begetting old quickly
but we're also dining and dying
Loss.
NOTES:
Now for this song I was trying to be like Avey Tare. Like how his lyrics make sense from a distance but up close it's like WTF, you know? What just happened? What are you talking about?
DEAD PALMS
The concrete feels so cold against my face
against my whole body
There are dried up palm trees
everywhere
Sometimes I wish I was dried up next to them
instead of living them
making them come back
I have so many paintings of palms
They represent some thing to me
but I don't know what it is
My melody, my rhythm
They seem to like it
I'm trapped within a palm
and my peeling hands don't
do anything
Lotion makes them come back like water
NOTES:
It's okay if you don't get these lyrics, I don't either. Not even when I wrote them. It's just about the visuals!
DREAMERS LOVE
Last night
I had a dream
dream
you came in
and laid next to me
watching things go by
you leaned over
and kissed
I don't want it
to be a dream
dream dream,
dreamer dreamer
kisser kiss her
NOTES:
This song is just about when you have one of those dreams when someone you have a crush on comes into your life and you share an intimate moment. When you wake up you want to go back and never come back. A perfect moment.
FASHION CHRYSALIS
All I really want is anonymity
I am not an anachronism
all I want to be is (so) typical
I want to be a fashion chrysalis
to live in a shell for a while
and when I come out I want
to be looked at just like
everyone else
In a fashion dress colored red premiere
fashion is me, that's what I want to be
but my career killed my chance and
it gave a chance
I want to be a fashion chrysalis
to come out (un)popular,
so typical
Fashion dress, colored red premiere
fashion is me, that's what I want to be
NOTES:
This song is also about an actress, but this time it's about how she wants to get out of that life and be out from the publicity's eye. And also to become a fashion designer, of course!
OVERCAST
Overcast, overcast
I saw you, overcast
saw it was overcast
I saw you in the overcast
in the grass in a cast
I saw you overcast
in the grass
overcast, oh
I saw her overcast
in the grass
in a cast
saw you you you
overcast
NOTES:
This song is OLD. I had originally written it way back in the days of International Broadcasting Bureau, and it was meant to be on the “Memory Lights EP” but it just never fit. Then again, I wanted to put it on “Skeletal Gardens” but it didn't fit either. Thankfully though, it fits this time! The lyrics, I kinda just came up with as the song went along, and I never officially wrote them down. So these lyrics might be a little off since Joe and I just listened to the song and wrote what we heard. Just a simple little love song about seeing the person you like, overcast, in a cast in the grass. For real.
THEATER PIECE
You don't even know me
don't try and show me
I'm not even sure
switch
I'm getting stage fright
forgetting all of my lines
the set looks so bare
what was the director thinking?
I don't want to do this in front of all those people
it's getting worse, the others are getting better
I haven't been slept for days
I haven't slept for days
You don't even know me
don't try and show me
I'm not even sure
switch
I don't want these people to see my play
they're not right, this theater is too small anyway
Why are people giving me weird looks, I'm the director
hopefully somebody messes up
You don't, you don't, but you don't, you don't
even know me, don't try and show me
I'm not even sure
NOTES:
For some reason I wanted to write a song about dual personalities, and I thought the theater would be a good setting for it. Having one side be an actor who has no idea what he's doing and having an uptight director as the other. Dennis, this one is for you!
JELLYFISH COLOURS
Every night you come and take me away
the sky is so blue I always feel like I'm swimming
after we reach your world it is so beautiful
and the lights are coming through the leaves
there's a party that's the same every time
bright dust fills the air and creatures that seem
to hate me treat me perpetually, their percussion
makes the world turn, it makes mine spin
I lose my poise.
She takes me to the beach where there are jellyfish
who constantly change color, they're all dead
the horizon has different times, one part midnight,
one part noon, one part mornings.
She tells me she likes me and I tell her, You are so fake,
you are like Constable snow, people think you are something
else than you really are and I like you for that.
[second section missing...]
Just open your eyes, open your eyes,
open your eyes and see that I'm not there.
NOTES:
When I wrote this song, I was heavily into doing some art history, so a little eeked out as I wrote it.. The lyric “Constables Snow” is one. John Constable was a painter from the late 1700s to the early 1800s, and he often painted the outdoors. My book says “Constable was the first artist to paint water with such sparkling clarity and depth of shadow. He achieved this effect by adding touches of white to the canvas.” Critics would call this extra white “Constable's Snow.” I'm actually not that fond of his paintings. They're nice, and his clouds look beautiful, but I don't know. Just not my thing so much. Though his paintings stuck with me the entire time of writing this song, and his painting “the Hay Wain” is kinda where I pictured the kid living at the beginning. I was also kinda inspired by Peter Pan. Which I have no idea where that inspiration came from. The person who leaves at the end is up to you, but I always pictured it was the girl who took him there. P/S the second part is pretty much the same as the first part, it's just switched from the guy's view of what happened to the girl's. I never wrote it down! Sorry.
ILLUMINATED HOUSE
Grassy path
Broken road
Floating eyes in the trees
In the Background I see an Illuminated house
boarded gate, boarded door, boarded window
break down the
break down the
break down the rotten door
Darkened halls
Skeletons keeling
bats sleeping coming for my head
Fallen stairs
second story
haunted lights changing my mind
(repeated once)
I fall asleep
NOTES:
Here's some good quality Halloween fun!This song was actually the single for the album, released on Halloween day last year. Which was around the time I finished mixing all the songs (besides “Alternate Lights”, of course). It's almost like a nursery rhyme, right? All I know is it needs more zombies vampires.
OBSCURED GHOSTS
The closer I am there's less that I feel
the further I am there's more I hear
life is weird with and without you
a little reflected bird is on the notebook
where I wrote all that I feel and all
that I love
The closer I am there's less that I feel
the further I am there's more I hear
The sun is making my friend shy
the sun is making me shy as well
we're just a duo of obscured ghosts
NOTES:
This song has had a lot of different versions. One being a really low-fi organ only, almost folkish song. Another trying to be a tropical chill wave song. Finally settling on this guitar driven almost pop song. The first lines I cant quite take credit for. They're actually taken from a response one of my friends had to my first album. I loved 'em and knew I had to use them at some point... I almost feel this song is about two friends with agoraphobia. Or hey, it can even being about the life of two ghosts spending time listening in on their friends and family still alive and that can't go into the sun. Vampire Ghosts.
ONE YEAR ANNIVERSERY PACIFIC BLUSH HISTORY THING
(March 3rd was the 'big' Anniversary day)
God, it's been a year. I can't believe it. It honestly felt just like a few months ago I was stoked about finally having that band I've been dreaming about since I was a little kid, and writing that totally nonsensical song called 'Orange', which there is way, way, way too many versions of by the way. Probably at least fifty or so, and mostly all of them are exactly the same. And, picking up an acoustic guitar and barely knowing what the hell I was doing. At the time, I think I knew one chord, if even. Anyway, I loved it. I got to naming the band, which was then International Broadcasting Bureau. I changed it for two reasons: One being it's so long, and two if I ever got big there would probably be some legal issues (see: Postal Service vs US Postal Service, I don't want to end up playing shows for the International Broadcasting Bureau). I enlisted my friend Jarod who played guitar on the first two Eps, and I wrote my first group of songs. The first EP was more of a learning experience than anything else, actually the first two. Both of 'em had the basic tracks recorded with my little phone, very amateur and incredibly Lo-Fi.
The summer came, and so did the start of my first album, Skeletal Gardens. My friend, or more so, my neighbor, lent me a little Tascam hand held recorder that kinda started the whole thing going. It definitely made it easier on me and made the quality ten times better. For Skeletal G., I almost felt like I HAD to write songs, or otherwise I was gonna go a little crazy, which is the exact opposite of how I felt for this new album. I was probably almost a little too easy going. Anyway, it's summer, it's hot, and I'm out in my garage recording this weird album, sweating like a pig. The lyrics were really inspired by my surroundings. Especially my backyard. I would spend a lot of time back there, relaxing, listening to music and watching all the plant life and things. I don't think I really understood the album back then. It's very emotional and almost depressing. I don't think I was exactly the happiest guy when I was recording it. Plus, recording for the album was tough. Especially for the song “Maples” which is most likely why I hate it. Skeletal Gardens took me for ever to get into. I probably listened to it a hundred times before releasing it and I still felt worried about some songs or pieces in them. Like I still feel a little cringe when I hear some songs off that album. Just like lost ideas or should've had better production. But whatever. It's out and I feel good about it. I don't think I had felt more liberated in my life than the day it came out. I felt so good. Also, I believe, I skipped out on almost every summer school class I had due to being sick and recording that album.
Now it's the end of summer, my brother leaves with some friends for a festival up in Washington and I spend most of my time alone. Watching movies a lot; being fascinated with the fame actors and actresses face. How it makes them seem more isolated than the average person. Since I was little, I always wanted to act for some reason. Till this day I still do to some extent. From this I start getting ideas for songs and lyrics are popping up everywhere in my head.
So, I start writing 'Fahsion Chrysails' at night or during the afternoon. Mostly due to my really awful sleeping schedule of waking up at about three P.M. everyday. When I wrote (or pretty much when I did anything in this time period) a movie would be on, just to keep the acting vibe a goin'. I also really wanted to write songs about that feeling you get when all you want to do is meet your favorite actor/actress. Something about it just really fascinated me. I tried to keep this idea throughout the album, cause I wanted to make a concept album, but after a few songs I just couldn't. I had used all my ideas up! So there's probably only about 4 to 5 songs about actors on the album.
I spent about a month or two fleshing out the songs I had written during my 'isolation' (Frozen Impressions, Obscured Ghosts, Fashion Chrysalis, In Luscious, Dead Palms), and I was planning on releasing them as an EP all together. At that time they were way different, 'Obscured Ghosts' didn't even have the guitar part yet! But, I started to write more songs so I stopped the plans for an EP and decided to do another full length album. I wrote the last song on my birthday and finished recording/mixing/producing on the 15th of October. I had wanted to release the album on Halloween but that didn't work out: It was gonna take at least a month or so to get it to all the digital distribution sites so I settled on a release in early December. During this time I started to work on this little Demo EP which I recorded in a few days but never released (only one song is really worth hearing). It really made me want to go back and change some things on the album. I also started working on “Alternate Lights”, which on the EP was called “Alternate Lights, Colored”. It was just this really repetitive guitar (trying to be) pop song. Anyway, it made me go back and change some things on the album, and made me even consider if it should be included. So the album release was set back yet again! YAY!
After a couple of days of waiting and waiting, Valentine's Day was picked as the release date. It just felt like the perfect day, as most of the songs are about relationships and wanting someone to love and care for you, if even you don't get the love back.
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(Discography??)
After School EP – Released April 14, 2009 (As International Broadcasting Bureau)
Tracks:
1. only shadow - 2:06
2. after school - 1:33
3. like me - 3:00
4. white leaves - 1:54
5. dust collector - 3:04
6. red snow - 1:40
jarod - guitar on 'like me'
jordan - guitar on 'red snow'
joe - producer, loops
matt - vocals, guitar, drums, keyboards, organ
http://www.mediafire.com/?my1mzyaqdu4
Memory Lights EP – Released May 4, 2009 (As International Broadcasting Bureau)
Tracks:
1. memory lights - 2:43
2. lake erie - 3:31
3. word drainer - 5:01
4. groups- 1:48
http://www.mediafire.com/?zglogjmdeay
Skeletal Gardens LP – Released June 25, 2009
From the Japanese Alice Blog:
“Japanese Alice is proud to present the debut album by Pacific Blush, Skeletal Gardens. Recorded between May and late June 2009. Pacific Blush has also released two EPs under the name of International Broadcasting Bureau. Of these two EPs Thomas Moore wrote, "Seriously, this stuff is special. It creeps in this often really unsettling way, it evokes memories I’ve never even had. It makes me think of David Lynch, and a more sombre Animal Collective - both good things, duh." And Dennis Cooper said, "I adore his music.”
This album sees Fresno, California native Matt Marcure going further into his own world that somehow is both lush and bleak. Incorporating more instruments and new techniques this is his most accomplished recording yet and definitely something, as has been pointed out, special.”
Tracklisting:
1. maples – 2:22
2. plastic snowman – 3:03
3. skeletal gardens – 2:52
4. light diving – 2:32
5. through lavender – 3:07
6. can't write – 4:00
7. skulk trains – 3:46
8. winters – 1:48
9. dream collective – 2:38
10. speak softly – 3:19
11. listening to mountains – 5:13
12. fields of alice – 4:48
http://www.mediafire.com/?xoozq4mwytg
Illuminated House Single – Released October 30, 2009
“Illuminated house is one of the last songs off the forthcoming album 'Fashion Chrysalis', which should be out by late November, early December. The track is kinda Halloween-y, so i thought I'd make it into a little single to post for today. The other track is a song recorded just for the single... Hope you enjoy it, and Happy early Halloween!”
Illuminated House – 5:18
Underwater – 3:22
http://www.mediafire.com/?m10gomtdwwm
Fashion Chrysalis LP – Released February 14, 2010
From the Japanese Alice Blog:
“Returning from eight months probation! A single eked out under duress, only because of the Halloween stress and storm – holiday season hit hard this year. But here, the second one. Not eked, totally formed. The most complete Pacific Blush effort yet. A gloomy, stormy, sweet, powerful, loving, trip to the heart of Blush. Featuring a tiny pocketful of guests, this album remains Matt's.
Definitely a darker album than the debut, yet also more expansive and at times a shade content. A stronger focus on electric guitar and organ helps with the shadier connotations while the vocals bring a warming glow. Self-assuring realizations scatter across the album, leaving a sense of hope.
Fashion Chrysalis is the follow-up to last summer's “acclaimed” Skeletal Gardens. It's official release is Valentine's Day, Sunday the 14th. It will be available on iTunes, amazon, eMusic, and lala. There is also going to be a handmade edition, which will be made available here post-haste.”
1. Alternate Lights 6:32
2. Frozen Impressions 3:10
3. In Luscious 4:36
4. Dead Palms 2:59
5. Dreamers Love 4:01
6. Fashion Chrysalis 2:25
7. Overcast 3:22
8. Theater Piece 4:55
9. Jellyfish Colours 8:11
10. Illuminated House 5:19
11. Obscured Ghosts 3:12
Recorded July – November, 2009.
QUICK NOTES:
(Probably won't need these; just thought it might be cool to say what I was listening to while recording)
Listened to sung tongs, cryptograms, nouns a lot during AFTER SCHOOL
Listened to a lot of (at the time) upcoming bands; Bat for lashes, Nite Jewel, Lotus Plaza, Grouper, Fever Ray.
And for Skeletal Gardens: Kill the Moonlight, Feels, Merriweather.
Fashion Chrysalis.... I tried not to really listen to anything before writing or recording due to the song would eventually start to sound like whatever I just heard. But I did listen to a lot of weird era cont., and two suns.
RECORDING COMMENTS:
JORDAN (KYTE) Plays Elec. Guitar on “Dreamers Love” and “Illuminated House.” He also played electric guitar on the songs “Red Snow”, “Maples”, and “Plastic Snowman”.
"Working with Matt/Pacific Blush has always been interesting. Much of his work does have thought and meaning backing it up, but it is really born out of spontaneity and improvisation, giving it this life of it's own, which a lot of music doesn't typically have. It's always been fun providing some of the electric guitar tracks. We just get into these long jam session, and as time goes on, the sounds just start to refine themselves and refine themselves, until we wind up with something that we really like. Then, we just try to work with that, maybe come up with a keyboard part by accident, toss in some stream-of-consciousness lyrics, and it just starts coming together."
JOSEPH (You-x) - Plays acoustic guitar on “Jellyfish Colours” and co-produced “Theater Piece;” Was the sole Producer of the first EP 'After School'.
“I remember Matt asking me to do a little guitar thing for Jellyfish Colours, nobody knows how prepared he is, everything completely thought out and considered. I was just in the garage playing this thing over and over, and it was falling more and more apart. But, that's how he wanted it. He's a bit of a genius, and my best friend.”
JAROD (October) - Played acoustic guitar on the song “Like Me” from the 'After School' EP and electric guitar on the song “Lake Erie” from the 'Memory Lights' EP. He also played one of the drum tracks on the song “Through Lavender” on the Skeletal Gardens LP. Now he is pretty much a full time member for the next album.
"Working with Matt is a pretty interesting experience. He's really an excellent composer and I love his work. His lyrics are constantly beautiful and his music seems to take me to a different world sometimes. He's very creative and slightly spontaneous and he seems to know how touch people's emotions and mind with his music. I would say it's kind of similar to Animal Collective, but then it isn't. His music has a whole different magical feel to it. It's entirely his own kind of style that is very difficultly matched. He uses all kinds of instruments and effects to get the song how he imagines it in his head. That's another thing about him, he seems to have this ability to know almost exactly how he wants everything to sound, all in his head. I'm very glad to be a pretty much full-time member of the band. Thrilled, actually."
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p.s. Hey. So, I think most or at least many of you who read this blog and/or hang out here are already clued in to the utter brilliance of d.l. Panda?, a guy far more importantly known as the mastermind behind the project and band Pacific Blush. I'm a massive fan, and if you haven't yet delved into the new PB album that is celebrated above, I'm pretty certain you'll join me in fandom or understand why giant fans like me exist at the very least. If Panda? and Pacific Blush are brand new to you, enjoy the the post's glorious slippery slide. Also, even though Panda?'s amazing talent needs no back up, I'll just mention because it's interesting and kind of remarkable that he's a Rimbaudian 16 years-old. Thank you a ton, Panda?, and thanks to everyone in advance for your attention and for any thoughts or comments you can leave for him this weekend. Otherwise, I should tell you that, due to an early morning train trip to Brest on Monday, there won't be a full-blown p.s. that day. I'll intro the post, say hi, and explain how I think the blog will be working while I'm in Brest. I'll be in Brest, apart from a one day trip back to Paris to shoot my scene in the Christopher Honore film, until Tuesday, the 20th. Long story short, I'll catch up with your comments as best I can on Tuesday. ** No more teenagekicks, Yeah, I'm down with Ton mach 2010. No prob. Oh, while the wait for your TMG ephemera day certainly is heartrending -- 'be still', etc. -- how much better than the broken heart I would be nursing should you have bailed. Thank you for your ongoingness, M. ** Oscar B, Oh, I guess I more meant how much more, well, lived-in Ton looks after eight years of, well, being lived in, I guess. Oh, you uploaded some of your project with Nick, Superb! Everyone, you need to see this: Oscar B and Put The Lotion In The Basket did a kind of comic or graphic novel-ette collaboration called 'Oscar the Cat', and it's fucking gorgeous. It's here. Go there. Hm, would it be okay if I published it on my blog too, O? I'm thinking of going to Nemo again this evening 'cos the stuff tonight is supposed to be awesome. Want to go? I'll call you in a while. ** Empty Frame, Awesome, thank you, man, for helping out Creative Massacre. Lucky you on that wild wine. Let us know if it lives up to the hype. And, yeah, Kristof, yeah. Yeah, I'm kind of with you on the 'self-conscious awareness ...' thing, but, so far, Cruz's stuff doesn't seem to me to say anything fresh. Again, I haven't seen anything in the flesh, and I do have an aversion to a certain kind preciousness. Superbly inebriated weekend, man. ** Joseph, Ha ha, yeah, I was kind of happy when, seeking the right word for the post's title, my mind unleashed the word hardscrabble. Thanks for noticing. May your weekend uncover a snot exorcist. ** Sypha, Hey. I'll let you know how the cover looks when my copy arrives. Hopefully, the darkening is something more irksome to you than bothersome to buyers, not that your being irked is any kind of plus, of course. ** Chris Goode, Ah, such a lovely Ton rhapsody, sir. Count me among those at a loss for Ton-worthy words. If I could channel the me who wrote 'Idols', I might have taken a shot. Billy Joel? Whoa, this I've got to read. Make it so. ** Dorna, Hey, Dorna! Yikes, that does sound like the weight of the world. But today's the exit point? Here's to the most quiet and contemplative weekend you can imagine, pal. ** David Ehrenstein, If so, I might just start eating meat again, ha ha. Oh, wow, Bresson meets Nambla meets The Smiths meets the Pope, nice! ** Joseph S. Nockles, Well, hi there, Joseph! Long time no see. You good? All is well? All is new? Oh, yeah, weird, Kier was just talking on here about 'Human Centipede' not two days ago. Man, I so need to see that. And Brent Corrigan as Mata Hari, yes. Do tell about those possible Marc Almond church gigs because I would given serious consideration to a London trip if that pans out. Thanks a lot, man. ** _Black_Acrylic, Totally, right? ** Bollo, Get some rest, man, asap. Or use the exhaustion to mine your unconscious self or something. Easier said than done. ** Heliotrope, Hey, Mark. Well, I'm just glad he cared enough to retire before the November elections. That's a start, at least. That Peter Grant thing is trippy. I'd forgotten that Les Harvey was electrocuted on stage. Was Relf's electrocution in concert too? Is it a lucky or unlucky thing that youtube wasn't the god that every cell phone feels it must feed back in those days? I say, mm, lucky, I think. Damn and shit about that fucking headache attack. I hope it's had its fill for a while. Me, I'm okay. No complaints to speak of so far today. Love right back to Jules and you. ** Alex, Yeah, Gladirex is this Russian site that basically eats up all the content from Russian porn sites that have died, both gay and straight, and, well, bi- too, and lately it's gotten into the original content business as well. It's kind of like the Russian porn Amazon or something. Oh, gosh, a post, thank you, man. When will the project makes its public appearance? Are you back into the novel now? ** Justin, I didn't know the term 'goatse', no. I guess that is weird. But I certainly know that rosebud hole image well. I guess this is sort of self-indicting, but, gee, I've seen rosebuds that could kick that rosebud's ass any number of times and all over the place. In fact, there's a Ton rosebud shot that I declined to post yesterday hoping to spare my blog a censor's axe. Oh, I agree that sex workers and guys in porn are plenty smart. I've had and still have a bunch of friends and acquaintances who do that work. I suppose it's possible that a Russian porn star or two has read my stuff, but, as my books aren't published in Russia, it's a bit unlikely, I guess. A little tiny part of me hoped Ton might pop in here yesterday to say thanks or hi or something, but alas. ** Christopher/ Mark, Hi, Mark! I've always sort of figured that getting a star on Hollywood Blvd. these days is mostly a matter of (a) heavy lobbying and maybe even donations or something, and it's hard to imagine Hopper angling aggressively for such a thing, or (b) having both name recognition and the contracting of a fatal disease. But maybe not. That's a beauty of a Gore Vidal quote! Bon weekend, sir. ** Jose, Well, that's what you get for reading my blog in a school library, ha ha. I may not have known what the term 'goatse' meant, but I know how to goatse. Hi, Jose. ** Misanthrope, Yeah, I think Ton's looking pretty good of late. He has a new kind of street hustler look going on, and it suits him a lot better than a Santa's elf cap. Yeah, like I was saying to Justin, I know that particular rosebud pic very well, but the related term had apparently flown in one eye and out the other or whatever. I'll give it a B. ** David, Oh, I'll both go hunt down that 2008 entry -- sounds most intriguing -- and watch for short fiction updates. Alert me when the time is right please. So, how old do you reckon Ton is circa 2010? I happen to know the answer, but what's your guess? ** Steven Trull, Sensing how hard it could be to lift your bad attitude, let me just say I'm proud as punch. Glen Helfland writes for Artforum now? I need to read the bylines more carefully. What's this course? He gave my novel 'Guide' its worst and most clueless (to my mind) review, so, if it's a writing course, be on your toes. ** Steevee, It happens, for sure. Maybe you'll re-track him down? ** Killer Luka, To be decapitated by Ton's fan blade hips ... I'd say bring it on, but I'd rather use him as a weapon, I suppose. I did actually check to see if I can watch Spartacus on my computer, and no go. Next trip to LA, though, watch out. You practically gave me a bone with that hadron collider thing. We're a couple of sick puppies. Oh, a new drawing by you! This is cause both for celebration and italics! Everyone, Killer Luka, incredible artist, right? I mean duh. We all know that, and that's a given. She has a very, very nice new drawing to share. Here's Luka: 'it's graphite, chalk, water, and colored pencil on paper. arches hot press paper. great shit. It's large tooth i.e. roughness forces me to be loose but I am not confident with it. Been working it for 2 weeks. This piece is for William Kentridge and Andy Whitfield (the "Spartacus" actor, cancer survivor /I hope/)'. Now you're ready. Here.' Wonderful, pal! Thank you! I'll see your peace and raise you a flower bed. ** Math, The kind of curious thing, at least if one is into Ton and his lore, is that in his current S&M-ish porn work, he's not identified as Ton but rather as some nasty anonymous twink, which I think explains the baseball cap as a quasi-disguise. I wonder if he's as canny about his career moves as it seems. Dude, the trip is happening! Awesome! You owe all of us, ha ha. ** Chilly Jay Chill, Definitely post an alert to that documentation when it appears, okay? I'm super interested to see it. Fucking ugh about the trashing of those library books. Wtf?! How lazy can they be? That's just shocking. Hm, I'll check out that Analog Africa stuff. It sounds intriguing. I need to listen to that new Joanna Newsome more. I'm still waiting for my breakthrough on her work. Right now, I need absolute concentration with no distractions because I'm having to manage a whole bunch of complicated systems and refine/ finalize the prose style at the same time, and it's extremely demanding. Once I get the novel into a fairly close to finished form, input from music and whatever else becomes very helpful because, at that point, it's mostly trying to finesse little trouble spots and clunky sentences or mini-sections, and being thrown can break my concentration in a really useful way. But that phase is months away at best. Thanks for asking, Jeff. ** Creative Massacre, Yeah, any help I can be, just let me know, like I said. It's weird -- sometimes charming, sometimes really annoying -- how straight guys sometimes have this idea that lesbians are just girlfriend candidates who haven't heard the right guy's come-on line yet. Hm, I guess straight talk -- yikes, as it were, ha ha -- is the best policy? ** Inthemostpeculiarway, Like I was saying to, uh, Math, I think, the 2010 Ton is either coyly hiding his identity or pretending to, but, as someone who has paid close attention in the past, there are certain physical Tonisms that give the game away. I would be quite shocked if 'Delta of Venus' shocks you, yes. I know a little about Texas sunburns 'cos, as you probably already know, both of my parents and most of my relatives are/were Texans. So I've seen theirs, and, having made the requisite family trips there, I've been a victim too. Be careful you don't get all leathery in your 40s like Texans so often do. Oh, yeah, I know and love the 'Suspiria' theme song, and it will get stuck in my head if I think any more about it. I only know a little of 30 Seconds to Mars, and I do not like them one little bit. My day: I worked. I walked down to the Centre Pompidou and saw the Lucien Freud show there with Scott Treleaven. That Freud can really paint, boy, no question about that. We walked back to our mutual abode and parted ways. I worked a little more. Patti Smith friended me on Facebook. That was cool, if it's the real Patti Smith, that is. And Edmund White friended me too. That was cool as well, but we're real world friends, so that wasn't as surprising. Christophe Honore's lovely assistant Sebastian called to tell me what time I'll be picked up for the film shoot next Friday and how long the shoot will probably take. I met up with Scott again to look at his new works that are destined for his upcoming gallery show in LA, and I highly and thoroughly approved, as they are excellence incarnate. I worked some more. I made a list of things I need to do before I leave for Brest, and I hope to accomplish most of them today. I ate what I pretty much always eat. Hm, and apart from some forgettable TV and whatever else, my day ended thusly. How was your weekend? Oh, I don't think I wish you well on your days either, do I? But I feel it, and I mean it, and I hereby wish you the most perfect weekend in the world. ** Bill, Thanks for the stop-in before your trip back to Berlin. You make Hamburg sound visit-able and even habitable. Perhaps. Yeah, so far pretty good on Nemo. I'm going again tonight because one hears tonight is the highlight night. The safest of trips to you, pal. ** Changeling, Hey. Russian porn is kind of distraction city. I don't know why I like that about it. I'm a long-termer, so my defenses might be lowered. Once you take a seat on the Ton train, every ending is also a beginning. Hm, that makes no sense. I should write an essay or an epic poem about his thing or something. Yeah, I get you on the injection of a sweet realism. Do you ever try to purposefully trigger an instance of that kind of reveal about yourself to those around you? If so, can you tell if it works? Hope a deeper sleep takes you today if you want it to. ** With that, I leave you to Panda? Enjoy. Like I said, I won't be blabbing like I usually do on Monday, but the blog will refresh that morning in any case, and I'll talk to you again come Tuesday. 'See' you on Monday, and see you on Tuesday.
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