Notes from Illuminatus!

avatar_14894It has been decades since I read the Illuminatus! Trilogy by Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson. I’m currently listening to it in audiobook form, read by Ken Campbell and Chris Fairbank. It’s as if I’m consuming an entirely new piece, which technically I am — just like you can’t step on the same piece of water twice, the evolving mind can’t read the same book twice, because what you read is colored by everything else your mind has ever consumed and conjured. Ken Campbell really breathes life into it, as if it wasn’t full of enough life.

As with Cosmic Trigger, RAW’s work inevitably inspires attunement with the forces of coincidence, or whatever you choose to name it. The first notable coincidence came in the first paragraph, where the narrator is describing an event that occurs on April 23. That is today, and that was not planned.

The second coincidence comes later, where several passages refer to the gunning down of John Dillinger by the FBI, specifically the phenomenon of onlookers dipping their handkerchiefs in Dillinger’s blood as a souvenir. This phenomenon was also one of the subplots of Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five, which I finished listening to three weeks ago.

I’ll try and remember to post more coincidences as I run across them — I know there will be more.

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Some people should read The Art Of Asking

I forgot to write a little bit about Amanda Palmer’s book, The Art of Asking, which I finished a week or two ago. It’s a pretty great and inspiring read. It has already helped to inspire me in my current projects. She’s pretty real.

You might want to read it if —

you’re interested in the dynamics of crowdfunding/Kickstarter
you’re a struggling artist and/or performer
you’re a fan of the DIY aesthetic
you’re ever in doubt about the value of art
you’re ever in doubt about the value of yourself
you want to hear some great stories about connecting with people
you’ve ever yelled “Get a Job” at a street performer
you’re already a fan of Amanda (you haven’t already? why not?)
you’re already a fan of Neil Gaiman (yes, there are some Neil stories in there)
you’ve struggled with the act of “asking” for something… anything… from anyone.

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Delarcos, Denizens of Washington, and The Godz – Galaxy Hut 2015-04-20

Another fun Delarcos show, my third so far. I was on the fence about going to this one, being a Monday night, and still tired from a weekend of boat maintenance and not enough sleep, but knowing The Godz were playing pulled me off of the fence, and I mustered everything I had left and pulled it off.

Delarcos did not disappoint at all! I think my favorite is still Industry Night, but some of the others are gaining, esp. Tom’s River and That Girlfriend. I can’t explain exactly what I like about Delarcos (besides the lyrics!), but I can try and contrast it within the context of last night’s show to give some idea.

Delarcos lyrics, by the way, can be found at http://www.mindspring.com/~notionsunlimited/band/delarcos.html

Denizens of Washington did a good job at what they do. They give you a plate of easily-identifiable food in a predictable manner, and deliver it solidly, along with a lot of ex-wife jokes. I was really digging the tone of the bass. I don’t think they quite had enough volume to get the full feel of what they do, especially during the one song that highlighted the drummer’s vocals, and especially after the Delarcos.

In contrast, Delarcos give you some kind of weird food that kind of reminds you of something you had as a kid, in a weird wrapper. And then you remember you liked it. Even though it’s not the same thing it was back then, it’s still pretty fucking tasty, and you can’t explain exactly why. You just want to tell your friends they should try this, and maybe they can explain it better.

All metaphorically, of course — the bands weren’t really giving out food. Actually there seemed to be a lot of what looked like grilled cheese sandwiches and tater tots moving around the room, but I had already eaten. GREAT BEER SELECTION AT GALAXY HUT. I started with a Starr Hill double and finished with a Fair Winds.

Last up was The Godz.  When I read about them prior to the show, I knew I was in for something unique, and that’s always what I’m looking for.  Unique, and authentic. They’re a psych-garage-freak-whatever band from the 60s. How it happened that they were playing at a tiny dive bar, capacity 66, with Delarcos and Denizens, I’ll leave to the reader’s imagination. But I for one am grateful.

The vocalist started the show by saying, “I’m old, and it’s past my bedtime.” Guess he’s right, if he was doing this shit in the mid-late 60s. And he validated that by one of songs midway through, “Dead and Gone” (you can listen at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XZuwWErcBKE), which he dedicated to everyone that’s passed away, and everyone that’s going to pass away, which is pretty much everyone.

He also made a couple of references to ex-wives, but I kind of got the feeling that his experiences with ex-wives were somehow different from those of the Denizens. I could explain, but then people might think I’m sensitive. He just seemed, maybe warmer, maybe more open.

The bass player — I love his energy. Ever seen that video of the drummer who’s called out for “playing a different show” than the rest of the band? The band is going through their routine, and he’s going nuts with energy and showmanship. In a good way, this bassist reminded me of that guy. He moved around a lot, played hard, made excellent faces, and fed energy back to the rest of the band, especially in the last jam. I remember thinking at one point, and this may sound like a completely disrespectful thought, and I’m not even sure where it came from, but “Man. I want to go to his funeral.” Can’t explain, but I swear it comes from a good place.

The trumpet player was great too, really added a lot of texture to the songs.

They ended the night with what seemed to be the most widely-known of their repertoire, “Radar Eyes,” (listen at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v9PaX7m9NXw) from at least four decades ago, which gradually morphed into this great acid-tinged jam that really reminded me of some of the best Faust jams from that period.

If you ever get a chance to see The Godz live, DO IT. But make sure it’s THESE guys, not the Godz from Ohio. They’re a very different band.

And you’ll definitely get another chance to see Delarcos. In June, if not before. Follow them at https://www.facebook.com/HoursOfFun4everyone

As always, I hope my writeups don’t offend anyone in any way. I try to focus on what I enjoy, to share these positive experiences with friends, followers and random passers-by. And bands are always welcome to reuse any of my band photos. Normally I have a decent camera with me, last night I only had my phone, so I was a bit limited.

Things Have Gone Too Far

I tolerated it when the gas station near my father’s place in Florida had fantastic pizza.

I tolerated it when Sheets and Wawa became known for their food items, sandwiches made to order, etc.

But things have gone too far.

A new gas station has been built, and is not yet open, in King George County, featuring, and I kid you not, OUTDOOR PATIO SEATING.

OH YES. Have a delicious sub or a piece of pizza, and enjoy it in our fine, festive outdoor patio seating, overlooking the scenic gas pumps, and enhanced by the smell of exhaust.

RIGHT.

Should I even promote this level of misogyny?

So I was recently exposed to the most horribly misogynist song, and accompanying music video, that I’ve ever seen in my life. And as lots of you know, I’ve seen a LOT of things.

Funny thing is, I wasn’t exposed via the usual channels – pop culture blogs, friends sending it to me, or general trending popularity. It happened on a crime forum. Someone listed it in the forum as it was found on a jailed perpetrator’s social media — in other words, he had been listening to it on Pandora the night before his arrest. He’s jailed for relatively minor offenses, but the consensus seems to be that he might be responsible for something truly heinous.

I’m not even going to link to it, and jeopardize my own social media which feed from this blog. But those of you brave enough and curious enough are welcome to. So I’ll just mention the artist and song title.

Deuce – Let’s Get It Crackin’

The official video is ultra-NSFW and hosted on Vimeo. The lyrics are findable via google as well.

Comments welcome after viewing.

Tarot Reading Lulz

I wrote a silly little app to do a single-card Tarot reading, right here.

It will either give an unprompted single card reading, or if the user inputs a question, it will chew on the question and provide a card in response to the question.

Just for kicks, I asked it how to handle the annoying and recurring email problems I’ve been dealing with on a volunteer basis lately. It responded with the eight of cups. In summary — a lack of interest and low expectations.