07.06.02
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07.04.02
very nice…
this disc is phenomenal…
It is unbelievable how consistantly Tim's style presents itself–and the level of execution is amazing…would liked to have seen him live, but alas, the Midwest tour is bust…
07.02.02
Residential dream…
I had a weird dream. For some reason, I knew the Residents. “The Skull's” name was Garth and he was a young black male in his twenties. And two of the others were women in their twenties. I took them to see Jesse to try to convince him he should go to their next performance which was to take place five minutes later…The show was weird. The one white male was on stage in a different costume…more of a clown-mime type costume. He was singing a silly Broadway type/styled song. And there were kids on stage…five of them…they were all lying there on a table very stiffy–which was in stark constrast to the way they were arranged in a circle with their arms (somehow) touching, explicitly re-presenting Matisse's “The Dance”…
Why do I have such odd dreams anyway…?
07.01.02
"here I am and I have nothing to say…
and that is poetry as I need it.”
–John Cage (from Lecture on Nothing)