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When I heard this King Missile track, I thought the lyrics inspired Rich Mackin's non-protest from over two decades ago. I asked Rich if he knew the track, and he said no. He's a punk guy, so I still believe him all these years later. Still...
I could just say "women" this week and end it there, but let's start with Lori Chavez-DeRemer, another of the women forced to leave Trump's administration. Trump throwing women under the bus (or under the dirt of his golf resorts) is so predictable, now Tulsi Gabbard is projected as being next on the chopping block. Between them, Riley Gaines last week, and Caitlyn Jenner a few days ago, it seems like Trump is taking his frustrations out on women to make himself feel better about Iran. And unlike Iran, Trump is winning that fight.
Jesus f--king f--k. Why is The Face That Is the Space blocking my post for James Van Looy's poem column It's All One Thing today and making it less noticeable. I have guesses.
James Van Looy is back again with It's All One Thing, the longest running poem column to run in Oddball Magazine.
From this week's online gathering. A true night of experimental work. Pick up Diane's latest book, of an octopus: an archite|x|tural awareness of words, as soon as you can.
Thanks to everyone who came out last night and special thanks to Diane Sahms for a fantastic feature. Be sure to buy her collection, of an octopus: an archite|x|tural awareness of words. Stay tuned for more Stone Soup News as we approach our fifty-fifth anniversary.
I miss being able to just sit down and read poetry. In this week's entry, non-breakout character Feron enjoys (off-page) a lesser=known poem by William Butler Yeats in the Alan Davis helmed Excalibur #48. Written and penciled by Davis with inks by Mark Farmer.
I am me and you
love me and you love me and
you all think I'm Jesus!
You're an Emotional Landfill
Behold. Another trauma dump
Why else are you around people
if not to catalog their sins.
Not going from sick to canceled. Sorry. Let Carder Anderson do this one.
Anne Skove's comic made me audibly laugh. Read her latest "She Who Laughs Lasts" over at Oddball Magazine.
I took an older camera to the No Kings protest back in March. Something that used a card for storage. Practiced on the John Hancock Tower. Happy with the results.
I remember being in college and reading about John S Hall, the lead vocalist of King Missile, and how he read at open mics and with Allen Ginsberg. There was a history of controversy with his "Detachable Penis song at my undergrad, but I'm going to feature the real gem on the band's Happy Hour album. I would love to perform this on an open mic.
Hottest huh? We’ll s dementia-ridden clock is right once in a while.
Also took this on the way home from the Saint Patrick's Day parade. This was right next to this previously mentioned cross. A year ago when I took this picture, I wondered if the cross and the "Drugs Are The Devil" message were connected. Now I'm sure they are done by the same person or group of people.