Week of beautiful sunshine

wow. it's been such a beautiful week of sunshine here in Vancouver and the greater northwest. it's really changed my mood for the better. today I went and got a haircut at a new place called Le's salon in vancouver. it's where all the poor dudes with trucks and Asian folks go. very economical and just as good as my previous high $$$ haircut Lady. also I went to the goodwill, and saw some cool boomboxes but I already have too many of those. also went to go look for a black T-shirt which took me to four different stores - can you tell him on a clothing mission? and also Ikea for a laundry basket. of course the whole time I was in Sandy, the Wonder car, which has been running very nicely since I put new air filters in, with the occasional puff of smoke if I'm struggling going up a hill. I'm looking very much forward to going down to Eugene to play at the newest version of John Henry's on Saturday April 26th. I hope some friends come out! band practice was really fun last night. we did two Who songs just for fun, behind Blue eyes and tattoo. I can't sing them anything like the originals but it's so fun to play with my awesome rhythm section. those guys really kill it. over and out!

Days in Oblivion / Nights in Terror

it's evening in Vancouver and there is a magical warm light that's fading into a pale blue sky with nice streaks of cold black and pink clouds. many of my best memories of my life were from various summertimes in Gasquet, California. the evenings would get later right around the end of June.Iit would be so nice and warm and dry outside with a musty forest smell blowing up from the river. Inevitably I would stay outside , reading books, kicking around the dirt, riding my BMX bike. At 10:00 it would still be light out and the Twilight zone would be on, probably a broadcast by WGN 9 from Chicago, one of the five stations we got on our primitive 1980s cable. The bug zapper would be killing the mosquitoes. Maybe Mom would have some ice cream and we'd sit there and watch the Twilight zone together. that's what this evening light reminds me of. I know these are abnormal times. it is inescapable, even if you want to pause the news, there's always a new, brutal, stupid, damaging story that comes up. I'm so worried for the future of my people I love in this country and all those others too. I think unknowingly, like a lot of American gen xers, I was kind of patriotic. Up until age 13, i liked saying the pledge of allegiance. My dad was a veteran and I thought the army was cool. I liked the American flag. 1976 was the bicentennial and I had a Susan b Anthony half dollar. The USA had high self-esteem. I have memories of the 1976 election when Carter won over Ford I think? and then again in 1980 when Reagan beat Carter and I was disappointed. I liked President Carter. I like peanuts. But now, that patriotism, even if nascent, has been beat out of me. I no longer feel anything but numb, and disappointed in the choices of my co-citizens. I know that everyone was just thinking their own thoughts and trying to find their own way with their votes, but they made a big mistake this time. I just wonder how it will go.

Gardening at the Oligarchy

Well ... not EXACTLY gardening, but fence-building. It made me mental when our fence blew down during a windstorm a few weeks ago. The lack of privacy was startling - no more naked trips to the hot tub. Also, everyone could see exactly into the music room, where the noise was coming from. Creepy! I like to create without feeling spied-upon. The weather had been extra shitty for 2 weeks or more , so I (always with the excuse) finally got around to buying some materials for the posts, 2x4's a few other bits and bobs, cement etcetera. FInally last week it was really nice over a few days, so I got out there with Louis and sometimes his friend Dacien too. We got the posts as straight as we could but alas, one is a bit warped and throws the whole asthetic off. I am not a "straight-fence" fence-builder - much like my cooking and music making, I am impulsive and manic, doing some parts according to plan but then going off the rails a bit when materials are short or things start to lean or sag. Aside from the bent post, it is hanging in there pretty well. It feels steady and already has endured anther windstorm. Don't fuck with my fence!

"The Stages of Fence" I've really been enjoying this Nasalrod video - best vid I've seen in a while: Cheers and love to those of us alive in 2025 -Ed