tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post5619673592805826990..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: give a bug blot enough time and it may bleed into a bird or are those raindrops tearsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-35042116746359223902018-06-22T21:44:25.734-07:002018-06-22T21:44:25.734-07:00Thanks D & K.
Stan grasps the contemporary me...Thanks D & K.<br /><br />Stan grasps the contemporary meaning of work better than a thousand case studies.<br /><br />Well I like to know what I'm doing when I do it<br />And I do what I'm doing 'cause I don't know what to do when I'm not doing it<br /><br />is a brilliant opening of an invisible door into the yawning canyonesque emptiness that is the present, a large darkness always closing in all about... as we continue to be "going forward" to perpetrate (oh No!) more wonderfully inane Self-Driving Progress.<br /><br />The world I grew up in was one in which, every Sunday evening on television, Betty Furness opened the door of the giant GE fridge containing a groaning cornucopia of food (all shelves, compartments, door packed solid), awhile Ronald Reagan peeked in and the inevitable mantra was intoned - "Progress Is Our Most Important Product".<br /><br />At the moment however there is no longer product. Brand marketing and a nation of nothing but 28 year old tech grifters, all driving up and down the bumper-to-bumper death chute out front, preparing for the next big lemming leap off Land's End. <br /><br />And this -<br /><br />Now I know I had something to say but the problem is to say something<br />Uhh...you gotta say it<br /><br />All about me now I hear a distant muffled babbling, a bit like the sound of someone in the next room on another planet attempting to express something while being strangled....TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-24644034006365051892018-06-22T12:21:46.249-07:002018-06-22T12:21:46.249-07:00Link me, T-man. It's always a pleasure. kLink me, T-man. It's always a pleasure. kkenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12448791356455016794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-22636334801164768012018-06-22T11:58:00.903-07:002018-06-22T11:58:00.903-07:00Well I like to know what I'm doing when I do i...Well I like to know what I'm doing when I do it<br />And I do what I'm doing 'cause I don't know what to do when I'm not doing it<br /><br />It's this that catches the feel of work best for me. <br /><br />And those phantom limbs - the itch where the soul once was.Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-91206026396662337202018-06-22T05:56:07.430-07:002018-06-22T05:56:07.430-07:00I mean to address issues of strangulation and arti...I mean to address issues of strangulation and articulation here, but mercifully the good wife has arisen and stept out into the marine layer cloakt traffic stream braced for the rugged passage so that'll be the end of the party folks, it's once again been a pleasure entertaining you, unless it hasn't.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-21765594434990071742018-06-22T05:51:24.245-07:002018-06-22T05:51:24.245-07:00OK - The sound and vibe = maybe a bit Tehachapi sp...OK - The sound and vibe = maybe a bit Tehachapi specific, still tell me please to whom among muricans these lines do not apply -<br /><br />Now I know I had something to say but the problem is to say something<br />Uhh...you gotta say itTChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-40391716948626170722018-06-22T05:45:31.924-07:002018-06-22T05:45:31.924-07:00Stan though, bloody genius do admit, give it up, b...Stan though, bloody genius do admit, give it up, but of course - not a word!! Too skeert!! TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-82379733281535048432018-06-22T05:39:59.200-07:002018-06-22T05:39:59.200-07:00Of course after ten years it's no surprise to ...Of course after ten years it's no surprise to me that nobody bothers w the music links though they are always the hidden point of the post, which just goes to show once more that all points are completely pointless.<br /><br />And you are not getting even one tiny bit famous ever by clicking on anything lol ha ha ha!TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-84242067602135550552018-06-22T05:32:59.495-07:002018-06-22T05:32:59.495-07:00Dwelt in Socal '80-'84 and got a load of t...Dwelt in Socal '80-'84 and got a load of the strange high desert angst of Stan Ridgeway and WOV, maybe doesn't translate well beyond epoch and locale but definitely the #1 interesting thing happening, then and there, if you were me.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=meMr40EPrS8" rel="nofollow">WOV: Factory (from Call of the West), live, Atlanta 1982</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-49192934808621241212018-06-22T05:09:58.671-07:002018-06-22T05:09:58.671-07:00wall of voodoo: factory 1982
Now I know I had som...<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQ0JnDVOiMY" rel="nofollow">wall of voodoo: factory 1982</a><br /><br />Now I know I had something to say but the problem is to say something<br />Uhh...you gotta say it<br />And I still don't remember a thing since that funny gas<br />Came out of that pipe next to me / I guess they didn't ok it<br />Now I remember--did I tell ya?<br />Cut my thumb off at the knuckle on a broken band saw<br />Didn't see the belt buckle or the blade slip<br />And I remember when the doctor did it up with a stitch<br />Funny thing...still got a scratch that I can't itch where my thumb was<br />Now I've brought the same piece of chicken in a bag to work everyday<br />For the last twenty years or so<br />And I really don't mind, work assembly line<br />Got an intercom blasting the news and the latest on the baseball scores<br />Come around every Friday, well I get a paycheck<br />Take the same road home that I come to work on, heck, it's a living<br />And I got another factory at home<br />Got a barbeque, pink mustang, fenders chrome<br />And at nine o'clock I sit there in my chair<br />And I don't know why I lose my hair<br />And then I go to / and then I go to / and then I go to sleep<br />Well I like to know what I'm doing when I do it<br />And I do what I'm doing 'cause I don't know what to do when I'm not doing it<br />Sometimes I remember as a boy my father told me I could grow up<br />To be anything I really wanted to be / anything<br />And everyday at lunch I still look for my lost digit<br />Still got that funny scratch, so maybe when I find it I can itch it<br />And I got a little rubber pool in the backyard for the kids to wade in<br />And i....i...i...i...i...i?<br />I got another factory back home<br />Got a little backyard, pink mustang, fenders chrome<br />At nine o'clock I'm in my chair sat down<br />Just lately now when my wife talks back to me I slap her around<br />And then I go to / and then I go to / and then I go to sleep<br /><br />Charles T. Gray / Mark W. Moreland / Oliver Nanini / Stanard Ridgeway FunstenTChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com