FOR THE SISTER WHO PLANTED GRAPES

TREASURE IS AS TREASURE DOES
MUCH, AS TREASURE, NEVER WAS...
COURSES PRONE TO RECOMPENSE
PASS THROUGH DOORS OF ELOQUENCE...

SAINTLY WORDING, SCENTED PHRASE
NOT FOR GILDER, NOT FOR PRAISE...
NOT FOR NODDING, NOT FOR GAIN
NONE TO THREATEN, NONE TO PAIN...

THERE FOR SEEING, BARE TO ALL
THERE IN SUNLIGHT, THERE IN SQUALL...
VARIED VERSE IN NARROWED PATH
WORDS OF HEALING, WORDS OF WRATH...

WORDS OF POWER, WORDS OF JOY
WRITTEN WISDOM FREE EMPLOY
PASSED ALONG WITH FERVENT RAGE
SOME TO JESTER, SOME TO SAGE...

WORDS TO TENDER TOUGHEST HIDE
WORDS OF SPLENDOUR, WROUGHT WITH PRIDE
NEVER SHINING WRONGLY CARRIED
FORTUNE SMILES, A LITTLE VARIED...

DANCE WE DO WITH WORDS IN SONG
GENTLE VISIONS, SELDOM WRONG
THESE ARE PHRASES SENT WITH CARE
SACRED SISTER, EVER THERE...

CHARM THE TELLING, SEAL THE ACT
OFFER CLEARNESS, FURTHER TACT...
OFFER FAIRIES, OFFER GNOMES
GLORIED BIRTHDAYS, LOVING HOMES...

OFFER PROMISE, GOLDEN WORD
GIVE IT CLEAR, LEST NOT BE HEARD...
TAME ATTENTION, SUMMON CHARM
IF BE RIGHT, 'TWILL CALM ALARM

NOW ATTENTIVE, SOME WILL LEARN
LESSONS SOON REFLECT IN TURN...
THO THE LEARNING 'ERE BE SLOW
SMALLEST LIGHT SHALL TOSS A GLOW...

AFTER KNOWLEDGE COMES THE FEAST
LEARN OF ANGELS, LEARN OF BEAST...
FANCY CARPETS, PRISON FLOORS
SORRY SINNERS, CLEVER WHORES...

SAILORS FRAUGHT WITH FEAR OF SEA
TEMPERS CAUGHT IN FERVENT SPREE...
FRIENDS WHO LIE AND SONS WHO STEAL
CUR WHO COWERS, MEN WHO FEEL...

KEEP THE KEEPER, THO THE HOUR
BE PAST LATE, WE FEEL THE POWER...
HERE WE FIND THE HOLY STATE
THAT WHERE SOULS COMMUNICATE

BE IT FROM TONGUE OR WRITTEN PAGE
THE WORD WILL TRAVEL THROUGH THE AGE...
AND FACULTY RESIDE WITH SENSE...
IF IT BE TOLD WITH ELOQUENCE

B.C. JULY 21 2008

FLOTSAM AND JETSAM

flotsam and jetsam, finding no aim
be they engaged in a lackluster game
missing in stature and missing in might
now comes the poet to torture their night

is there some merit for muck such as this
simple pursuit of the ignorant bliss
feel no expression, the tried and the failed
feel no approval, creation curtailed

flotsam and jetsam, the bards to no end
failure is company, ignorance, friend
erring decisions be partners in crime
stature descending, a phrase at a time

oh that the turpitude might lose its ground
oh for the grace of intuitive sound
fierce are the wishes, and potent the strife
absent the skill to bring beauty to life

sweet is the essence of unshackled song
taming impeded, it moveth along
n'er to be hindered, and n'er to be penned
flotsam and jetsam, the bards to no end

now may we count them, the ardor-less days
lost in the lack of the elegant phrase
sister, oh sister, waste not of your time
granting of charity, largesse of rhyme

flotsam and jetsam, adrift on the sea
dream of distinction meant never to be
one is the puppet and one is the clown
flotsam and jetsam, no risk of renown...

B.C. JULY 24 2008

AN ANSWER TO CONSTRUE

I SENSE FROM FERVENT NOTICE ALL IS FAIR
THERE IS NO PURCHASE LOST UPON THE AIR...
FOR ANY ACTION, BOLDEST YET TO SMALL
WILL WEIGH UPON THE FUTURE OF US ALL...
FOR THINKING CAN BE NOBLE ACTION TRUE
ARRIVING AT AN ANSWER TO CONSTRUE...

A SPECIAL LITTLE GAME IS OFTEN WISE
A RIDDLE SUCH AS "WHAT'S BEYOND THE SKIES...?"
OR "WHERE IS HE WHO WAITS TO HELP ME KNOW...?"
AND "HOW AM I TO SUBJUGATE MY FOE..."?
A POLISH OF THE SENSES COME TO AID
AND ONCE AGAIN TO SET OUT, UNAFRAID...

AND IF IT IS YOUR OWN CONVERTED DREAM
THEN ALL SHOULD BE EXACTLY AS WOULD SEEM...
THE PARRY OF THE PLAYERS WARDED WELL
THE INSOLENT REPOSES NOT TO DWELL...
THE WONDERMENT OF MIND OUTWEIGHING ALL
SO NEVER AS TO SINK TOWARD THE THRALL...

THERE CAN BE YET AOTHER PLACE TO GO
AND VISIT THERE WITH WONDERS ALL TO KNOW...
A GALLERY OF MYSTIC MARVELS MADE
A SHOWING OF THE PROUDEST IN THE TRADE...
A PURPOSE AND A GIFT FOR ALL TO SEE
A FORTUNATE AND PROPER PLACE TO BE...

FOR ONE MAY FEAST ON FANTASY OR FACT
AND CONTEMPLATE IN FAITH ON HOW TO ACT...
AND AS THESE ACTIONS FIND THEIR FORMAL STATE
AN UNDERSTANDING SHALL INITIATE...
AND THINKING BE A NOBLE ACTION TRUE
ARRIVING AT AN ANSWER TO CONSTRUE...

B.C. AUG. 8 2008

LA ROULETTE

THE NUMBERS LIE IN WAIT...
RED AND BLACK, ALL COUSINS...AND TWINS OF GREEN,
OH CONVOKED SPIRIT, GUIDE MY HAND
WHEN SUMPTUOUS SPHERE WILL SCURRY FOR A HOME
FUGITIVE THE MOMENT...
WHEREIN THE SPOILS OF CHANCE BE DOLED
TO WHOM HAVE FOUND ITS FAVOUR...
THE POWERS HAVE ALIGNED
I AM CHAMPION...YET IMPERMANENT...

AND BRETHREN OF THE WHEEL REJOICE IN TANDEM
AS FORTUNE SMILES AGAIN ON DEEMED FEW
AND TOAST AND SWILL ON ONE ANOTHER'S KISMET
SIBLINGS LINKED OF TRANSIENT FATES, ALL TOO FLEETING
LO, THIS NEWFOUND FAMILY
JOINED IN CHANCE THIS HALLOWED MOMENT...
REVELERS, ROISTERERS,
RIBALD RABBLE...

DRINK THIS PASSING TO ITS LOWEST SHELTER
FOR NEXT MAY BRING INDIGNANT LOSS
NOT ONLY OF RESOURCE, BUT SOON OF STATURE
THE HAND OF FATE AGAIN SHOWS SHIFT OF FAVOUR
FOR NONE WITH FIX ON FAULTLESS QUADRANT....

"ELEVEN BLACK...OOHHH...NOBODY HOME...THIS WAS ONE FOR THE HOUSE..."


B.C. JULY 21 2008

"TO THE MANNERS BORN"

to sit refined in proper state
and taste the tender tea
on such as this would contemplate
the likes of you and me

so bold to wish on such a step
as none of sense would dare
the higher place of born reward
too steep and cold a stair

not labour or the honesty
could loft a soul to place
nor parent given righteousness
have sadness on her face

a fool can be a merry one
for knows he not the game
of golden horses, rubied studs
that make their home with name...

a vested sigh, a wasted laugh
a snicker, half with glee,
and tender tea for Madame Zee
and wishes for you and me...

B.C. JULY 2008

"SINCE SHARON BROUGHT IT UP..."

I DID "WORK" AT EATON'S FOR A FEW WEEKS WHEN I DROPPED OUT OF ST. JOHN'S...I'LL NEVER FORGET THAT MORNING...LATE OCTOBER 1965...MONDAY MORNING...I HAD PLAYED ALL THREE NIGHTS THAT WEEKEND WITH THE DEVERONS, AND OUR MANAGER HAD GOTTEN OUR PRICE WAY UP...WE WERE ALL MAKING MORE MONEY THAN OUR PARENTS AND THEN GOING BACK TO HIGH SCHOOL ON MONDAY MORNINGS...DEREK WAS STILL 16 AT THIS TIME...WELL I WAS LATE, GOT THERE ABOUT TEN AFTER NINE, WALKED INTO ROOM 75, WAY DOWN AT THE END OF THE "NEW" SECTION AND SAT DOWN IN MY SEAT...MR. MANISHEN STOPPED HIS LESSON AND TURNED HIS ATTENTION TO ME. HE REMARKED ABOUT WHAT TIME IT WAS AND BEGAN FILLING OUT A DETENTION SLIP FOR ME, MEANING I'D HAVE TO STAY AFTER FOUR FOR ABOUT FORTY MINUTES...DETENTION ROBBED YOU OF LIFE...ROBBED YOU OF YOUR TIME AND FREEDOM...JUST HATED THOSE DETENTIONS...I HADN'T REALLY THOUGHT OF QUITTING, NOT REALLY "THOUGHT IT OUT" SO TO SPEAK, BUT WHEN HE HANDED ME THAT DETENTION SLIP, I JUST QUIT RIGHT THERE. I GAVE IT BACK TO HIM AND TOLD HIM "I WON'T BE NEEDING THIS, I'M QUITTING..." AND I WALKED OUT OF THE ROOM...AND I WENT TO MY LOCKER AND GRABBED MY STUFF, AND WENT HOME TO BANNERMAN...KINDA SCARED, THAT'S FOR SURE...

ANYHOW (IN ANY EVENT), SORRY FOR RAMBLING ON AND ON...MY MOTHER REFUSED TO LET ME LIE AROUND THE HOUSE ALL WEEK AND ONLY WORK ON FRI SAT AND SUN...SO SHE GOT ME A JOB AT EATON'S...I TOOK HOME 48 BUCKS A WEEK...DIDN'T REALLY DO MUCH, JUST SAT BEHIND THREE HUGE MAIL SACKS, AND WHEN PEOPLE CAME UP WITH ALL THEIR OUT OF TOWN MAIL SEPARATED FROM THEIR LOCAL MAIL (PRE CHRISTMAS SEASON) I JUST TOLD THEM THAT IT DIDN'T MATTER BECAUSE ALL THE MAIL WAS RE-SORTED DOWNTOWN...AFTER ABOUT AN HOUR OF THIS I JUST MADE A SIGN..."PUT ANY MAIL IN ANY BAG" AFTER THAT I COULD JUST SIT THERE AND READ COMICS AND NOT HAVE TO TALK TO THESE FOLKS...

SOME TIME BEFORE ALL THIS FASCINATING BEHAVIOUR WAS GOING ON, I HAD GONE ON A LOCAL TV TALENT SHOW, WELL IT WAS CALLED THE C-JAY AMATEUR SHOW...I JUST PLAYED SOME STUPID THREE CHORD FAKE ROCK AND ROLL IN C, OF ALL KEYS...JUST BUDGE !  REAL WAL-MART SHIT ! C...F....G...AND POUND A BIT LIKE JERRY LEE...KINDA PITIFUL NOW THAT I THINK BACK...ALMOST GLAD THERE WAS NEVER A VIDEO TAPE OF IT, AND YET, DOWN DEEP IN THE COLLECTOR'S HEART, I'D LOVE TO SEE IT NOW, EMBARRASSING AS IT MIGHT BE...

SO THE WINNIPEG FOLKS WOULD VOTE...THEY'D PHONE IN AND SOME WOULD EVEN TAKE THE TIME TO WRITE...(DIFFERENT WORLD-NO INTERNET YET).

AND I TOOK A BUNCH OF SHEETS OF PAPER AROUND LUXTON (MY LAST YEAR THERE) AND GOT ALL MY PALS TO SIGN THEM, MEANING THEY WERE "VOTING" FOR ME. AND SO, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WITH MY OWN HELP, I WON, AND GOT TO GO BACK THE NEXT WEEK AND PLAY THE SAME SOPHOMORIC, LAME, WATERED DOWN PIECE IN C AGAIN...THEY ASKED ME WHAT "IT" WAS CALLED AND I SAID "DOWNBEAT"...(GOD, BURT...FASCINATING...CAN'T FIGURE FOR THE LIFE OF ME WHY YOU HAVEN'T WRITTEN A PILE OF AWARD WINNING SCREENPLAYS...LOLOLOLOLOLLLLLL !!!!!!!   DOWNBEAT...LOLOLLOLLOLLLL  !  (OHHHH...TEARS ON CHEEKS...DOWNBEAT !!!!!!!!! LOLOLOLOLLLLLLL.....)

IN ANY EVENT (SO MUCH BETTER THAN "ANYHOW"), SOME TIME AFTER THAT, I WENT BACK ON THE AMATEUR SHOW WITH TWO OTHER GUYS...EDD SMITH AND FRANCIS KOSCHUK...SMITH ON GUITAR AND FRANCIS ON DRUMS...WE DID "THE WANDERER" BY DION...I WAS DELIVERING PAPERS AT THE TIME, AND ALL THE GIRLS ON MY ROUTE WOULD GIGGLE WHEN I BROUGHT THEM THEIR PAPER (CAUSE I'D BEEN ON TV DOIN' MY BEST DION)...LATER, THE INITIAL VERSION OF THE DEVERONS (JUST FOUR...ME, EDD SMITH, DEREK BYLYK AND JOHN GACH) WENT ON AND DID RAY PETERSON'S "CORRINA CORRINA"...AS GOOD AS MY MEMORY IS, I'M NOT 100 PERCENT SURE IF WE WON, BUT I THINK WE WENT BACK AND DID "CORRINA" AGAIN...

GOD, I GOT CARRIED AWAY...JUST GOT A NEW KEYBOARD, AND I THINK I'M DOIN' ABOUT 140 WAM...

I STILL THINK ABOUT THE DEVERON DAYS ALL THE TIME...WE WERE ON TOP OF THE WORLD, WITHOUT HAVING TAKEN ANY OF THE RISKS OF LIFE...WE STILL LIVED AT HOME WITH OUR FOLKS, BUT WE HAD THIS "GROUP LIFE" AWAY FROM HOME...AND IT WAS BEATLEMANIA TIME, SO IT WAS A GLORIOUS TIME FOR YOUNG TEENAGERS TO BE IN A BAND...

AHHH.......YA HADDA BE THERE....

"DOWNBEAT....? "  LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLLLLLLLLLLLLL   !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GL & GH,

LITM,

PEACE HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

WHAT A HAUL !!!!!

TOOK A CASUAL TRIP DOWN TO AMOEBA TODAY AND FOUND A FEW THINGS OF NOTE...NOW REMEMBER, KIDDIES, I'VE BEEN A COMPULSIVE, INCURABLE COLLECTOR FOR MANY DECADES, SO WHEN I FIND SOMETHING NOWADAYS THAT I DON'T HAVE...WELL, IT'S PRETTY RARE...

ANYHOW (GOD I HATE IT WHEN A GUY TYPES "ANYHOW"...WHATSAMATTAH...CAN'T THINK OF A "LITERATE" WAY TO START THE NEXT SENTENCE OR PARAGRAPH...?  )

IN THE SUMMER OF 1970, BETWEEN GOING TO #1 IN BILLBOARD AND PLAYING THE WHITE HOUSE AND OTHER THINGS, MA CLEAN AND I LISTENED TO A CERTAIN GEORGIE FAME ALBUM INCESSANTLY...OR AT LEAST IT SEEMS THAT WAY NOW...

THE ALBUM BY GEORGIE WAS RELEASED IN 1969. IT WAS CALLED "SEVENTH SON" AND I GOT A VINYL COPY FROM ENGLAND...ONLY ONE I EVER SAW. THEN TODAY I GET THIS GF "TWO-FER" AND ONE OF THE TWO ALBUMS ON THE DISC IS "SEVENTH SON". I PLAYED IT IN THE CAR ON THE WAY HOME AND IT WAS VERY INTENSE...I HADN'T HEARD THESE CUTS IN I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG.

"BLOSSOM" IS ON THE ALBUM, A CUT I DID IN ROADE WITH IAN AND GORDIE IN 1975...I BUTCHERED HIS VERSION AND I REALIZE IT MORE NOW...BLOSSOM WAS A BONUS TRACK ON ONE OF THE SOLO CD'S...

AND THE TITLE CUT "SEVENTH SON" IS IN 7/4  WHICH IS VERY DIFFICULT FOR SOME OF US. TO TAKE AN OLD BLUES SONG AND MAKE IT 7/4 WITH HORNS AND SING IT COOL...WELL, BUDS, THAT'S NO SMALL FEAT.

WHAT A TIME MACHINE THIS DISC IS FOR ME...ONE IN A MILLION. THERE ARE ABOUT TEN OR TWENTY THINGS IN TOTAL THAT I'M HUNTING FOR ON CD...GOT PRETTY WELL ANYTHING ELSE I EVER SEARCHED FOR.

THAT TOUR WITH RINGO WAS FABULOUS FOR COLLECTING...ESPECIALLY EUROPE. WE WERE IN SO MANY COUNTRIES BACK TO BACK, SEEMS I WAS ALWAYS RUNNING TO ANOTHER GIGANTIC, ENORMOUS CD STORE. THAT'S HOW I ORIGINALLY GOT TURNED ON TO CHET BAKER. I WAS IN GERMANY IN THIS HUGE, HUGE MUSIC STORE (HONEST TO GOD, IT SEEMED LIKE A WAL MART). I FOUND A GEORGIE FAME ALBUM CALLED "A PORTRAIT OF CHET"...SINCE IT WAS GEORGIE I SNAPPED IT UP, AND SUBSEQUENTLY FOUND THAT IT WAS A TRIBUTE TO CHET BAKER BY GEORGIE. I CASUALLY WENT OVER TO SEE THE "CHET BAKER" SECTION, FIGURING I'D FIND SEVERAL ALBUMS...GOOD GOD...THE GUY HAS OVER SEVENTY ALBUMS RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF MY FACE...

IN FRANCE I GOT A SHADOWS BOX..."THE COMPLETE EMI"...IT'S LIKE 8 DISCS ALL REMASTERED AND A GORGEOUS BOOK AND I WAS SO IMPRESSED I BOUGHT THE TWO THAT THE STORE HAD. THEY'RE STILL THE ONLY TWO I'VE EVER SEEN. (NOW I'M JUST BRAGGIN' ABOUT COLLECTING).

AND ALSO AT AMOEBA I GOT "MURDER MY SWEET", GREAT FILM NOIR FROM 1945 STARRING DICK POWELL...TIME MACHINE STUFF...ALSO GOT THE ORIGINAL SOUNDTRACK FROM DISNEY'S "CINDERELLA" , RECORDED IN 1948 AND 1949...PHENOMENAL RECORDINGS BY THAT TIME...THE MICROPHONES WERE ABSOLUTELY TOP NOTCH...

LTJ WOULD LIKE "SEVENTH SON"...WELL, MOST MUSICIANS WOULD, CAUSE 7/4 AIN'T THAT EASY FOR EVERYBODY...

STILL PLUGGIN' AWAY ON THE COVER AND THE BOOK...TRIPLE CHECKIN' ALL MY LYRICS FOR AL 19 SONGS AGAIN...GOTTA DO THIS CRAP MYSELF...CAN'T TRUST ANYONE ELSE TO PROOF READ MY PRINTED LYRICS...SO IF THE PRINTER MESSES UP, IT'S ON HIM, BUT NEVER ON ME...

(GROANNNNNN.....)

GODDAMNED EXHAUSTED...GOTTA GO...ENDLESS E MAILS AND LOOKIN' AT PHOTOS AND SUB PHOTOS AND COLOUR CORRECTIONS AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON...

 GOOD THING I CAN TYPE FAST..DOESN'T TAKE ME THAT LONG TO COME HERE AND RAMBLE ON FOR A WHILE AND GET BACK TO WORK...'

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE, AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

SENTIMENTS ECHOED ON NATIONAL RADIO

FUNNY...I WAS LISTENING TO TOM LEYKIS TODAY (CAN'T TAKE MUCH OF HIM...IF YOU LOOK UP THE WORD "MISOGYNIST" YOU'LL LIKELY FIND A FULL COLOUR PICTURE OF TOM) AS I SCANNED THE TUNER DIAL IN THE CAR, AND THE TOPIC WAS HOW YOUNG, MISBEHAVED SCREAMING BRATS DRIVE PEOPLE NUTS...SEEMS I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE OF THAT OPINION...YOU SHOULD HAVE HEARD THE BARRAGE OF CALLS AND THE IRATE LISTENERS FROM ALL WALKS OF LIFE SAYING THAT THEY'VE JUST HAD ENOUGH OF IT...ON AIRPLANES, IN NICE RESTAURANTS, IN MOVIE THEATRES, ETC ETC ETC...

THESE CALLS CAME IN FROM ALL OVER NORTH AMERICA AND THE OVERWHELMING OPINION WAS THAT PARENTS TODAY (IN GENERAL, NOT ALL) ARE JUST LETTING THEIR KIDS RUN WILD...

IF I HAD EVER, EVER, EVER BEHAVED LIKE "precious little david", I WOULD HAVE BEEN SCOLDED AND PROBABLY WACKED REPEATEDLY WITH A LEATHER BELT...BUT NOWADAYS, IT'S "OKAY" TO THINK YOUR KID IS BEYOND THE RULES...EVERYONE THINKS THEIR KID IS THE EXCEPTION...THAT'S WHERE SUCH A HUGE FRACTION OF PARENTS EVERYWHERE ARE SO GROSSLY FOOLED...DON'T GET ME STARTED...I JUST WANTED "SOME OF YOU" TO KNOW THAT MY OPINION IS SHARED, APPARENTLY BY MILLIONS...

SO THERE.

CLUBHOUSE 2

WELL IT CERTAINLY SHOULD BE EASIER NOW TO GET OVER HERE...PATIENCE BE...LET THE SCENE UNFOLD...MY TEAM PAL SAID "HEY, MAYBE A BIG GREEN, ONE-CLICK SIGN WOULD HELP..."

AND NOW THERE IT IS...

BUSY, BUSY, BUSY...STILL WORKIN' ON THE BOOKLET...STILL QUADRUPLE CHECKING MY LYRIC SHEETS...ERNIE AND HIS CREW ARE SETTING TYPE TODAY FOR THE BACK COVER...

AND ERNIE AND SOME OTHERS ARE WORKING ON A NEAT TRICK WHEREBY YOU, THE VIEWER, SEE A KEYBOARD IN MOTION, BUT EACH ONE OF THE BLACK KEYS IS ACTUALLY ME...

IT'S A WAYS AWAY NOW, BUT VISIT HERE AND THINGS WILL ALWAYS BE "ON THE CHANGE"...

STILL GETTIN' WHINERS TELLIN' ME "OH DON'T TELL ALL THOSE AWFUL STORIES FROM THE PAST...YOU'LL BE SORRY...

GOOD GRIEF...WHEY DO THOSE PEOPLE EVEN COME HERE...I JUST DON'T GET IT SOMETIMES. THERE ARE PEOPLE EVERYWHERE WHO ARE TOTALLY, AND I MEAN TOTALLY, UNWILLING TO DEAL WITH ANYTHING OTHER THAN THEIR VERSION OF THINGS...

SAD...

ON A BRIGHTER NOTE, GOT SOME LIVE SHOWS COMING UP SOON...GOOD GOD, I JUST LOOKED AT THE CALENDAR AND IT'S THE END OF AUGUST...SOME OF YOU HAVE BEEN WITH ME ALMOST EVERY DAY SINCE JANUARY 11TH, THE NIGHT WE FIRST PLUGGED IN AND STARTED ATG...

SEE HOW FAST 7 OR 8 MONTHS CAN SLIP BY...?

ANYHOW...(DON'T YA JUST HATE IT WHEN A GUYS TYPES "ANYHOW"...)

RAMA SHOULD BE A GOOD DEAL. SEEMS EVERYTIME THERE HAS BEEN A GOOD DEAL...AND DECEMBER TAKES US BACK TO HALIFAX, A TRULY GREAT CITY THAT NOT ENOUGH PEOPLE VISIT BECAUSE IT'S SO FAR DOWN EAST...

I WAS AT AMOEBA THE OTHER DAY AND FOUND SOMETHING I'D BEEN WANTING FOR QUITE A WHILE...A NEWLY MASTERED DISC OF DENNIS WILSON'S "BAMBOO" ALBUM...I'D SEEN IT LISTED AS AN ALBUM AT RATEYOURMUSIC BUT NOWHERE COULD I DOWNLOAD IT OR BUY A HARD COPY...ONLY LISTENED TO A COUPLE OF CUTS SO FAR, BUT IT'S INTERESTING...

DENNIS WAS KINDA FRIED BY "BAMBOO" BUT THE PAIN IN HIS VOICE ALMOST MAKES THE STUFF MORE SOULFUL...

AND THIS WAS WHILE HE WAS LIVING WITH CHRISTINE MC VIE...SHE SINGS WITH HIM ON A CUT OR TWO...INTERESTING ALBUM...DENNIS SORTA GOT A RAW DEAL, WHAT WITH BRIAN AND CARL BEING CONSIDERABLY MORE GIFTED...AND YET, IT WAS DENNIS THE GIRLS SCREAMED FOR...ONE MORE TIME I'LL MENTION THE SOUNDTRACK TO "SIDEWAYS"...IT'S NOT AVANT GARDE JAZZ, JUST SIMPLE SWING, BUT THE PLAYING (PARTICULARLY THE DRUMMING) IS EXCEPTIONAL.

I'M ALSO LIKING THE GROUP "SPOON" MORE AND MORE...JUST HAVEN'T GOT THE LISTENING TIME I USED TO HAVE...(TOO BUSY MAKIN' STUFF FOR FOLKS TO LISTEN TO...LOLOLOLOLLLL)

STAY TUNED FOR NEW STUFF HERE, ESPECIALLY AFTER MY UPCOMING TRIP TO THE PEG...TIME TO "DUST OFF THE QUARTER INCH TAPE BOXES"...

I'M MORE GRATEFUL NOW THAN EVER THAT WE TOOK THE TIME TO RECORD SO MUCH...NOT MUSIC, JUST LIFE...SOMETIMES THE TAPE RECORDER WOULD JUST RUN ALL DAY IN THE LITTLE HOUSE ON LANSDOWNE...AND IF ANYTHING OF CONSEQUENCE HAPPENED...GREAT ! IF NOT, WELL, TAPE'S CHEAP...

GOTTA GO...NO REST FOR...JUST NO REST...

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE, AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

JUST TESTING (LOLOLOLOLLLLLLLLL....)

NO, I'M NOT TRYING TO BREAK ANY RECORDS FOR THE F WORD IN A STUPID, SOPHOMORIC WAY...I WAS JUST TESTING THE WATERS...

MOST OF THE BLOGGING WILL BE OVER HERE, NOW...NO POLICE HERE...

AND THE VISUALS WILL EVENTUALLY LIVE HERE TOO...GOT LOTS OF MOMENTS FROZEN IN TIME...BETA MAX, DAT, STILLS, AND QUARTER INCH JEWELS, AND UNTIL NOW THERE'S BEEN NO HOME FOR ALL OF THIS...NOW THERE IS, AND MOST OF IT WILL LIVE HERE...

ONCE AGAIN, I HUMBLY THANK YOU ALL FOR THE VERY, VERY KIND WORDS REGARDING "MARKET MY LETTERS"...ALTHOUGH IT'S JUST A PIANO AND VOICE DEMO, WE MIGHT JUST MAKE IT PART OF THE "MAKING OF ATG"...JUST FOR KICKS...

I HAVE TRACKED DOWN SOME PRETTY FUNNY OLD VIDEO TAPES FROM MAUI, CIRCA 1980...LYP SYNCS, RIDICULOUS BANTER, AND GENERALLY FUNNY MOMENTS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PACIFIC...

I WAS DRIVING TODAY (101 NORTH) AND I HAD "MARKET MY LETTERS" BLASTING REALLY LOUD...AND I LIKED IT...SEEMS IT'S THE KIND OF SONG THAT CAN STICK WITH YOU...

ALSO, I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THE SOUNDTRACK CD TO "SIDEWAYS"...NOTHING TOO COMPLICATED OR HEAVY, BUT VERY HIP DRIVING MUSIC, AND THE DRUMMING IS STUPENDOUS...GREAT, GREAT SOUNDTRACK ALBUM, AND THOSE ARE FEW AND FAR BETWEEN...

I'LL BE UP TILL DAWN TONIGHT, TRIPLE AND QUADRUPLE CHECKING EVERY LYRIC TO ALL 19 SONGS, AND FINALIZING WHAT'S GOING ON THE BACK COVER...

NO REST FOR THE IRRESPONSIBLE...

EFR...EFR...EFR....

LOLOLOLLLLLLLLLLLLLL   !!!!!!!!

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

NEWCS ON A FRIDAY

BUSY WEEK AGAIN...(GEE. WHAT'S NEW)...SARAFIAN IS BACK IN TORONTO COMPILING, AND EDITING, AND FILING ALL THE MAKING OF ATG FOOTAGE NOW...DEADLINE FOR HER IS OCTOBER 1-5...IT WOULD BE GREAT IF A FEW OF YOU GAVE HER A "FEW ENCOURAGING WORDS" OVER ON HER MYSPACE THE NEXT FEW DAYS...SHE'S UNDER A LOT OF PRESSURE RIGHT NOW...WE WILL NOT HAVE ANOTHER MISTAKE AS WITH THE SPECIAL VERSION OF JUKEBOX...
AS FOR ME...IT'S BEEN BEAUTIFUL HERE IN LA LA LAND THIS WEEK, AND I'VE ACTUALLY STOPPED TO SMELL THE ROSES UP HERE IN THE CANYON...(MORE LIKELY, THE NIGHT BLOOMING JASMINES OUTSIDE MY BACK DOOR)...SOMETIMES I SWIM AT THREE OR FOUR A.M. WITH HAWAIIAN MUSIC PLAYING GENTLY, ECHOING EVER SO LANGUIDLY THROUGH THE CANYON, AND I SWEAR AT CERTAIN MOMENTS IT'S AS GOOD AS HAWAII, OR BETTER, BECAUSE I'M IN COMPLETE CONTROL..I SPOKE BEFORE ABOUT LIVING IN FANTASYLAND...WELL, FOR THE MOST PART, IGNORING THE PRESSURE OF "CAREER" DECISIONS, I DO...
I CAN SIT HERE AND TYPE WHATEVER POPS INTO MY HEAD AND I KNOW DOWN DEEP THAT MANY OF YOU ARE GOING TO READ IT...SORTA FULFILLS ONE OF MY CHILDHOOD ASPIRATIONS...AT ONE TIME IN MY LIFE I THOUGHT I MIGHT LIKE TO HAVE A DAILY NEWSPAPER COLUMN...THIS IS LIKE THAT IN A WAY...
AND I GET TO TALK ABOUT WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT...LIKE ACID TRIPS...AND ALCOHOL BLACKOUTS...AND ALL SORTA SHIT THAT PEOPLE REALLY, REALLY WANNA HEAR ABOUT...
FUCK, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH OF THE WHITE LADY WE CONSUMED DURING THE RECORDING OF BANNATYNE, ROCKIN', PARADISE, AND #10...?
WE SPILLED MORE THAN MOST PEOPLE EVER STUFF UP THEIR NOSE OR INTO THEIR VEINS...
NOW, HERE'S WHAT'S NEW IN L.A.
IF YOU HAVE NO CRIMINAL RECORD, YOU CAN NOW GO DOWN AND GET A CARD THAT ALLOWS YOU TO GO TO THE GREEN LADY STORE AND LEGALLY BUY ALL THE FUCK YOU WANT, WHENEVER YOU WANT.
HERE'S WHAT BLOWS MY MIND...(SORRY FOR THE 60'S SUB REFERENCE THERE...)
A VERY, VERY CLOSE FRIEND OF MINE DID 5 MONTHS IN JAIL WITH MURDERERS, RAPISTS AND GENERALLY BAD GUYS FOR A PIECE OF HASH THAT I WOULD HARDLY STOOP DOWN TO PICK UP THESE DAYS IF I DROPPED IT...NOW MY FRIEND ERNIE TELLS ME THAT HE WAS AT THE GREEN LADY STORE TODAY, AND IT'S BETTER THAN BASKIN ROBBINS...GUYS TAKE YOU THROUGH A HUGE "WAREHOUSE" TYPE ROOM WITH LITERALLY HUNDREDS OF DIFFERENT KINDS, AND STRENGTHS, AND STRAINS, AND THEY'RE ALL COMPUTER CODED BY THE GOVERNMENT, AND THEY ALL HAVE DIFFERENT NAMES...
SOME OF THE NAMES I'VE SEEN ARE "COTTON CANDY"..."HONEY BUD"..."PURPLE KUSH"..."BLACK DOMINA"...AND ON AND ON AND ON...THERE'S EVEN ONE CALLED "HERRO-AWANNA"...LOLOLOLOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL !!!

NOW...I'M ALMOST 61...I COME FROM A TIME WHEN WE WERE SCARED FUCKING SHITLESS ABOUT GETTING BUSTED. HELL, WE'D TURN THE MUSIC DOWN, TURN THE LIGHTS DOWN, PUT WET TOWELS AT THE BASE OF DOORS...WE WERE SCARED ALL THE TIME TO SMOKE DOPE...
NOW YA GOT THE FUCKIN' BASKIN ROBBINS...AIN'T LIFE A BITCH ? A BLACK KID IN TEXAS ONCE GOT LIFE FOR AN OUNCE...FUCK...NOW WE GOT GOVERNMENT RUN GREEN LADY STORES...
AND PEOPLE OVER IN THAT OTHER CLUBHOUSE "TOOK OFFENCE" TO ME...ME...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'M THAT GUY WHO "MARKETS HIS LETTERS" (NOT ALWAYS FOR FREE, THOUGH...) LOLOLOLOLOLOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL !!!!!!!
I TRUST THAT CINCY AND YSS HAVE HAD THEIR "PROPER QUOTA" OF NEWCIES TONIGHT, IT BEING FRIDAY AND ALLLLLLL....
THE VISUAL ARCHIVES ARE ALL COMING OVER HERE...SO IS EVERYTHING...HAD ENOUGH OF BIG FUCKIN' BROTHER OVER THERE...
JESUS...JACK NICHOLSON'S BEEN SAYIN' "FUCK" ON THE BIG SCREEN FOR OVER THIRTY YEARS...AND THERE'S NOTHIN'...AND I MEAN "NOTHIN' " THAT YOU CAN'T FIND OUT HERE IN CYBER LAND...
BUT THERE'S ALWAYS SOME PRICK OR BITCH THAT JUST CAN'T DEAL WITH HER OR HIS OWN IDEA OF WHAT THINGS ARE VERSUS WHAT THINGS REALLY ARE...AND YOU KNOW SOMETHIN' KIDDIES...IT'S NEVER GONNA CHANGE...WE'VE GOT THOUSANDS OF YEARS OF DOCUMENTED HISTORY TO PROVE THAT...
THE RICH WILL NEVER FEED THE POOR, AND THE SMART WILL NEVER ENLIGHTEN THE DUMB...DON'T SHOOT ME, I'M ONLY THE MESSENGER...THIS IS TRUTH, LIKE IT OR NOT...I DON'T PARTICULARLY LIKE IT, BUT I BELIEVE IT...AND I MEAN THAT...WITH EVERY ATOM OF MY BEING...
THAT ROAD UP IS ONLY CLIMB-ABLE FROM "WITHIN"...
IF YOU WANT IT...IT'S YOOOOOOOOOOOO WHO'S GOTTA CLIMB OR DO OR BE WHATEVER...AND THAT MEANS "WHAT-EVER"...
SICK AND TIRED OF "WHINERS"...MOVE THE FUCK ON...
LIVE...
SOMEBODY GAVE YOU LIFE...
DON'T PISS IT AWAY...
LIVE IN THE MOMENT...
B.C.

BEEN BUS...

WELL, IT SEEMS I FINALLY FINISHED THE "CLASSICS ILLUSTRATED" ALBUM OVER IN THE OTHER CLUBHOUSE. NUMBERS 1-169, ALL LABELED AND NUMBERED CORRECTLY (I THINK)...

FUNNY THING...THE COLLECTOR TOOK OVER IN ME AND I COULDN'T REST PROPERLY UNTIL THE WHOLE SERIES WAS UP (AT LEAST ONE VISUAL COVER FROM EACH OF THE NUMBERED CLASSICS).

I'LL SEARCH FOR OTHER COVERS IF THEY EXIST.

WHEN I SEE THE PICTURES OF ALL THE FAMOUS STORIES, I'M ALMOST TRANSPORTED BACK...

THAT "COLLECTORS'-NOSTALGIA-TIME MACHINE" THING TAKES OVER.

GOING TO CANADA TO DIG OUT QUARTER INCH TAPES OF MA CLEAN AND ME, AND FINALLY TO TRANSFER A BUNCH OF ROADE STUDIO STUFF INTO THE DIGITAL DOMAIN. THERE'S AN ALMOST ENDLESS SUPPLY OF THINGS TO VIEW AND LISTEN TO, AND NOW WITH THIS NEW CLUBHOUSE COMING ALONG, ALL THIS STUFF WILL HAVE A PERMANENT CYBER HOME.

CYBER COLLECTING IS GREAT...IT TAKES UP NO ROOM AT ALL IN THE HOUSE...LOLLLLLL....

ALREADY WELL INTO THREE NEW SONGS THIS WEEK. APPARENTLY SOME OF THE "SACRED SISTERS" LIKE ME ENOUGH TO TOSS ME THE ODD BONE...

GONNA GO NOW AND WATCH A DVD OF "FALLEN ANGEL", A GREAT 1945 FILM NOIR DIRECTED BY OTTO PREMINGER, STARRING ROBERT MITCHUM, LINDA DARNELL AND KIRK DOUGLAS IN ONE OF HIS FIRST ROLES... I PICKED IT UP YESTERDAY AT AMOEBA...

ALSO PICKED UP THE SOUNDTRACK FOR "SIDEWAYS" AND LEMME TELL YA, THAT'S A GREAT ALBUM FOR CRUISING AROUND THE FREEWAYS OF L.A.

GOTTA GO NOW...VISIT US HERE OFTEN... THINGS ARE COMING ALONG...

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

NEW SONGS ON PLAYER

HELLO TO THE FAITHFUL...JUST A QUICK NOTE TO REMIND YOU THAT THERE ARE NEW SONGS ON THE JUKEBOX PLAYER OVER HERE...WE'RE COMPRESSING THEM BETTER NOW, AND THEY SOUND PRETTY GOOD...WE'LL KEEP THE TUNES DIFFERENT OVER HERE (FROM "OVER THERE") AND NOW THAT WE HAVE 2 CLUBHOUSES, THINGS WILL PROGRESS RAPIDLY.

THANKS AGAIN FOR ALL THE KUDOS ON "MARKET MY LETTERS"...

I CAN HEAR MANY PARTS FOR IT IN MY HEAD ALREADY...

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

QUITE A WEEK

MAN OH MAN, IT'S MONDAY NIGHT LATE, AND IT'S A WEEK ALREADY SINCE WE SHOT THE ALBUM COVER. BUT SINCE THEN, THIS NEW CLUBHOUSE HAS OPENED, AND WE'VE GOT A SHORT PIECE OF REAL LIFE CALLED "MARKET MY LETTERS".

THERE ARE APPROXIMATELY 100 HOURS OF GARY MA CLEAN AND I GOING ON AND ON AND ON ABOUT JUST ABOUT ANYTHING, ALL PRESERVED BEAUTIFULLY ON QUARTER INCH TAPE.

THERE ARE OVER FIFTY COMPLETE BROADCASTS FROM CKY RADIO 58 BEAUTIFULLY ARCHIVED ON DAT TAPE.

THIS IS THE ONLY FACILITY THAT WILL BE AIRING EITHER OF THESE.

"RUMOUR" HAS IT THAT SOME BETA MAX (I CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE I JUST TYPED "BETA MAX") TAPES HAVE BEEN UNCOVERED. THESE BETA MAX (THERE IT IS AGAIN...LOLOLOLLLLLLLL) TAPES FEATURE A CERTAIN TRIO...CUMMINGS, GARDINER, AND PETERSON.

THEY ARE ONLY FROM ONE ANGLE, ON A TRIPOD, BUT THE SONY CONDENSER MIKE ON THE CAMERA WASN'T BAD, AND THERE ARE SOME PRETTY NEAT "NUMBERS"...SUCH AS...

ASTRAL WEEKS

DIAMONDS ON MY WINDSHIELD

YEH YEH

BONIE MORONIE

LOUIE LOUIE

SOUR SUITE

PRIDE AND JOY

BEFORE THE DELUGE

THE HULA HULA BOYS

COMPARED TO WHAT

TO MENTION ONLY A FEW. WITH SOME KOOOOL HARDWARE AND SOFTWARE WE SHOULD BE ABLE TO BRING THESE TO AN ALMOST ACCEPTABLE LEVEL.

THESE LITTLE "MUSICAL ADVENTURES" WILL ONLY BE AIRING HERE...

STAY TUNED...

THINGS ARE MOVING ALONG. SARAFIAN IS DOING THE FINAL SYNCS FOR THE MAKING OF ATG, THEN SHE'S GOING INTO THE EDITING STUDIO TO SWEEP IT ALL...

I'VE GOT ANOTHER TWO SONGS ALMOST FINISHED, BUT I DON'T WANNA PUSH THE WRITING...THERE'S NO RACE HERE.

COME AND VISIT...YOU'LL REALLY, REALLY LIKE IT HERE WHEN THE SHENANIGANS START...

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

MARKET MY LETTERS

HELLO ALL...SPENT A COUPLE OF HOURS AT BLUE MOON THIS AFTERNOON, AND THEN SPENT THE EVENING WATCHING LIL SARAFIAN SYNC AND ASSEMBLE THIS LITTLE PIECE OF REAL LIFE. I LIKED THE LYRICS WHEN I FIRST JOTTED THEM DOWN, AND NOW THEY HAVE BECOME A SONG CALLED "MARKET MY LETTERS"...WHEN WE EVENTUALLY DO THIS WITH THE FROGS, IT'LL BE MADRIGAL STYLE. THE BOVER WILL PROBABLY PLAY SOME RENAISSANCE TYPE INSTRUMENTS, AND WE'LL IMPLEMENT THE FROGS' VOCAL ABILITIES TO THE FULLEST. HOPE YOU LIKE THIS...IT'S REALLY JUST A BUNCH OF THOUGHTS THAT TURNED INTO A SONG. KUDOS TO LIL FOR SOME HARD WORK. 

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE, AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

MARKET MY LETTERS

HE WAS CENTURY BOUND WITH A BAND OF RENOWN

THROUGH A SKY THAT WAS BLUER THAN SEA...

AND WHEN QUESTIONED ABROAD, HE WOULD QUIP WITH A NOD...

"SIR, I MARKET MY LETTERS FOR FREE...

YES, I MARKET MY LETTERS FOR FREE..."

THERE WERE SHIPS WITHOUT SAILS, THERE WERE SILVERY RAILS

THERE WERE HOPES THAT WERE NEVER TO BE...

BUT IN DARKEST OF RAIN, HE'D REPEAT THE REFRAIN...

"SIR, I MARKET MY LETTERS FOR FREE...

YES, I MARKET MY LETTERS FOR FREE..."

IF THE TIME WOULD BE RIGHT HE COULD CONQUER THE NIGHT

AND THE KINGS COULD BE BROUGHT TO THEIR KNEES...

BUT THE QUESTION WAS SUCH IT DEMANDED TOO MUCH

IT'S THE QUESTION THE HEART NEVER FREES...

IN A LIFETIME OR TWO HE WAS DEEMED TO BE THROUGH

THOUGH NO UNWRITTEN PAGE COULD AGREE...

NEVER DOUBTING HIS WORTH, SAID A MAN OF THE EARTH

"SIR, I MARKET MY LETTERS FOR FREE...

YES, I MARKET MY LETTERS FOR FREE..."

B.C.  JULY 31   2008

THIS IS THE ONE WE'RE RECORDING AND FILMING TOMORROW (SATURDAY)

PEACE HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

TO THE CLUBHOUSE...

TO ALL CLUBHOUSE REGULARS AND ALL "FAITHFUL" IN GENERAL...COUPLE OF BITS OF NEWS...THE OLD FAMILIAR MYSPACE SITE WILL BE BACK UP SOON, MAYBE TONIGHT, MAYBE TOMORROW...IT WAS A RIDICULOUS LEGAL THING, WHEREBY MYSPACE SHUT MY SITE DOWN FOR TRYING TO UPLOAD TWO OF MY OWN SONGS, BOTH OF WHICH I WROTE AND BOTH OF WHICH I CONTROL THE PUBLISHING FOR...NONSENSE...LAWYERS, MANAGERS, SONY, BMG, MYSPACE...ALL THIS GUFF TO WADE THROUGH...ANYHOW, I'M GOING TO LIVE OVER HERE MORE NOW...IT'S STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION, BUT BELIEVE ME, KIDDIES, THIS IS GONNA BE WAY, WAY BETTER IN ALL ASPECTS...I'M NOT AT THE MERCY OF MYSPACE WHIMS OVER HERE...BUT ALL THE OLD STUFF WILL BE RESTORED (INCLUDING ALL THE EFR PRICELESS ARCHIVES) AND THE BLOGS GOING RIGHT BACK TO DAY ONE...

I'VE PUT UP A FEW POEMS HERE FOR NOW, JUST TO GET USED TO IT MYSELF...

PICS AND VISUALS COMING SOON...THE ALBUM COVER IS JUST TREMEND...

THANKS FOR SEEKING THIS PLACE OUT...IT SEEMS A BIT UNUSUAL RIGHT NOW, BUT IT'LL ALL BE BETTER THAN EVER VERY SOON...AND WE'LL STILL HAVE BOTH...

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE, AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.

OH ONCE BEHELD

OH ONCE BEHELD...

A SHINING MORNING SO REPLETE WITH HOPE

THAT NONE PERSUADED SHADE, NOR WOULD TO DO...

WHEN FORTUNE SMILED...

AND DEWDROPS FROM SOME HEAVEN FELL IN SILENCE

AND BREATH ANOTHER SMALLEST OF THE MERCIES...

AND DAY WAS LONG...

AND NOON WOULD COME AND LINGER IN THE TREES

FOR SMILING WAS A TREASURE ALL ITS OWN...

OH ONCE BEHELD...

A PROMISE IN A WHISPER MEANT FOR ONE

AND PICTURES ALL ATTACHED WITHOUT REGRET...

FOR MEMORIES LIVE...

IN SACRED CENTER CREVICE WELL PROTECTED

TO NURTURE AND BE NURTURED FOR THEIR SAKE...

THE WALK OF TIME...

A RAVAGE ON THE SENSES OF OUR MOTHER

A RIPPING VINDICATION OF HER PLIGHT...

OH ONCE BEHELD

A VISION SO ENRAPT IT BE OF LIGHT

A LIGHT SO BRIGHT THAT WITH IT WHITE IS DARK...

AND UPWARD RISE...

TOWARD AN UNKNOWN BECKONER OF TRUST

FOR KNOWING ALL IS SENSE AND PREORDAINED...

THE TREE OF LIFE...

A NEVER ENDING GATHERING OF WILL

TO SEND ANOTHER THOUGHT OF THANKS UPSTAIRS...

OH ONCE BEHELD...

B.C.  AUG. 8  2008

PITY WASTED

PITY WASTED

A COUNTRY STREAM OF FLOWING DISCONTENT

BE SWEPT ALONG BY JUDGEMENTS LEFT AMISS...

WEAK OUTCOMES...

THANKFUL NOT TO WALK IN LESSER SHOES...

THANKFUL FOREVER...

IF WEAKLY BOUND IDEAS BE UNTIED,

THEN SOOTH IS SORRY...

PITY WASTED

A MOUNTAIN OF MISGIVINGS, ALL ARISE

A RAPTURE ALL THEIR OWN BE SOON EMPLOYED...

KNEEL, BEATEN...

NEVER ONCE TO GATHER FIRST REWARD

NEVER, FOREVER...

SHOULD STATELY WORDING ONCE ARRIVE UNSCATHED...

'TIS OFF ITS MARKING...

PITY WASTED

THE LURE OF TRUTH IN TARNISHED DISREGARD

WHEN FADED HOPES BED DOWN WITH HOLLOW DREAM...

LOST LEARNING...

SCATTERED THERE AMONG WHO CANNOT RISE...

TODAY IS FOREVER...

SEVEN SISTERS DALLY FROM THE NINE...

THE PAGE IS EMPTY...

B.C. JULY 20   2008

AN ANSWER TO CONSTRUE

I SENSE FROM FERVENT STATEMENT ALL IS FAIR

THERE IS NO PURCHASE LOST UPON THE AIR...

FOR ANY ACTION, BOLDEST YET TO SMALL

WILL WEIGH UPON THE FUTURE OF US ALL...

FOR THINKING CAN BE NOBLE ACTION TRUE

ARRIVING AT AN ANSWER TO CONSTRUE...

A SPECIAL LITTLE GAME IS OFTEN WISE

A RIDDLE SUCH AS "WHAT'S BEYOND THE SKIES...?"

OR "WHERE IS HE WHO WAITS TO HELP ME KNOW...?"

AND "HOW AM I TO SUBJUGATE MY FOE...?"

A POLISH OF THE SENSES COME TO AID

AND ONCE AGAIN TO SET OUT, UNAFRAID...

AND IF IT IS YOUR OWN CONVERTED DREAM

THEN ALL SHOULD BE EXACTLY AS WOULD SEEM...

THE PARRY OF THE PLAYERS WARDED WELL

THE INSOLENT REPOSES NOT TO DWELL...

THE WONDERMENT OF MIND OUTWEIGHING ALL

SO NEVER AS TO SINK TOWARD THE THRALL...

THERE CAN BE YET ANOTHER PLACE TO GO

AND VISIT THERE WITH WONDERS ALL TO KNOW...

A GALLERY OF MYSTIC MARVELS MADE

A SHOWING OF THE PROUDEST IN THE TRADE...

A PURPOSE AND A GIFT FOR ALL TO SEE

A FORTUNATE AND PROPER PLACE TO BE...

FOR ONE WILL FEAST ON FANTASY OR FACT

AND CONTEMPLATE IN FAITH ON HOW TO ACT...

AND AS THESE ACTIONS FIND THEIR FORMAL STATE

AN UNDERSTANDING SHALL INITIATE...

FOR THINKING CAN BE NOBLE ACTION TRUE

ARRIVING AT AN ANSWER TO CONSTRUE...

B.C.  AUG. 8   2008

SAILOR, RETURN

if not for what the sailor tells the sea

who then shall find the new lands...

and trembling on approach to distant shore

what then, shall providence show the brave ones...

the common back will break beneath the rule

of those so discontent within their God...

noble of birth, but never of thought

sadness thrives

and ponders its next victory...

the heart will hold its hunger in abey

in faith of wider tolerance for the weak

whose path is strewn with rocks of such deceit

as never to be overcome 

ignoble impasse...

what then of back home

familiar roof, beneath which all things surface

kind and bitter

sweet and pungent

all things real and dear

to lie in wait

with prayers on wing for safe return

and hope

of better times and better dreams

of longer days and smaller waves

the horizon calls

and calls forever...

B.C. JULY 20   2008

ANYBODY OUT THERE...?

HELLO...THIS IS A TEST TO SEE IF ANY OF YOU ARE OVER HERE YET...I'M GOING TO BE LIVING HERE, SO I'M WAITING TO SEE WHO ELSE SHOWS UP...

FUNNY, ISN'T IT...?  MOVIN' AROUND AND ALL...AT LEAST OVER HERE, NO ONE'S LURKING OVER MY SHOULDER, READY TO POUNCE AND COMPLAIN (AT LEAST I THINK THAT'S THE CASE)...

EITHER WAY, THIS IS THE NEW HOME...

WELCOME, WHOEVER READS THIS...

GL & GH...

LITM...

PEACE HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE...

B.C.