"The dust, a smoke screen all around "

being that i have spent the last decade either driving around, digging my business or diggin myself out of a basement apartment during winter storms, it seems like this record setting storm was not all that bad. i did have a bit of a panic when i was at Salon Propaganda hearing the amazing a cappella sounds of Saheli and then seeing them jam with Trio Con Cuatro (to a reworked song version of Neruda’s Love Sonnet I!) when i get a call that the Snackbox may be pullin a Titanic with water dripping all over the place

i take a hike back to crown hizzy and meet matt along the way. luckily, no serious damage at the crib but the snow was starting to pickin up some force so i called it a night.

the next morning was pretty easy with only a short walk to mah fave breakfast spot and then i headed into the city to break bread with raymond daniel & his lady. weird as fuck to see christopher street all kinds of empty but then the elitist in me loves it cuz only the tru hardcore come out for days like this and the city had this nice balance of still being huge & expansive but with so many less people to share it with.

a good meal & laughs later (i saw my first ever episode of Curb Your Enthusiam and the term ‘it hurts my neck’ will always make me giggle from now on), we head uptown for a rehearsal of this wednesday’s synonymUS set with edwin torres. party people, snow or no snow, y’all are in for a serious ride this wednesday. the set is hella tight with one song still sticking with me.

and how do i keep the time movin from place to place on the MTA? re-readin paolo javier’s 60 lv bo(e)mbs in anticipation for his valentine’s day set tomorrow at acentos

and jus like dat, i work in a plug for tomorrows show.

H is for ‘how ya like me now?’*

w?f·?

Wifey: Slang, n. (1)girlfriend- usually used by men in reference to a woman they are dating primarily, but not necessarily exclusively. If actual marriage occurs this term should no longer be used.

now while the actual ceremony has not occurred; i consider myself, at this very moment, to be completely and totally married to barb. hence, any and all references to barb as “wifey” should be clearly avoided.

not sayin’/jus sayin’

Chavez Boots Missionary Group from Venezuela

as i am fond of sayin, its all circles…

Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez has said he is about to expel a US missionary group, New Tribes Mission.

The leftist leader said the missionaries were “imperialists” and he felt “ashamed” at their presence in indigenous areas of Venezuela.

He accused the Florida-based group of making unauthorised flights and setting up luxurious camps amid poverty.

New Tribes, which preaches to non-Christian indigenous peoples, said it had no immediate comment.

New Tribes, which preaches to non-Christian indigenous peoples, said it had no immediate comment.

It is one of Latin America’s biggest missionary organisations and has 3,200 workers and operates in 17 countries, with operations in West Africa and South-East Asia too.

Caracas has suggested that American evangelicals are part of a broader conspiracy in Washington to topple a president whose regional influence is growing thanks to massive oil revenues, the BBC’s Simon Watts writes.

US officials clearly do not like Mr Chavez much but they strongly deny any plot and it is also hard to tell how genuinely the Venezuelan president believes what he says.

Like his friend Fidel Castro, our analyst adds, Mr Chavez thrives on conflict and finds it politically useful to portray himself as a victim of US aggression.

‘Irreversible’

“The New Tribes are leaving Venezuela,” Mr Chavez said at a ceremony to present land titles and farming equipment to members of Venezuela’s indigenous population.

“This is an irreversible decision that I have made. We don’t want the New Tribes here. Enough colonialism!”

He added that he had yet to sign the expulsion order and was giving New Tribes time to “gather their stuff”.

New Tribes, he said, flew in and out of the country without proper permission from the authorities.

“These violations of our national sovereignty have to stop,” Mr Chavez said.

The president, long at loggerheads with the US over his leftist views, accused the group of building expensive luxury camps for themselves alongside poverty-stricken villages.

Mr Chavez said Venezuela was finally “doing justice” by its indigenous peoples by granting them land.

One indigenous deputy, Noheli Pocaterra, said Mr Chavez’s government had made progress on indigenous issues but more needed to be done.

Courtesy of the BBC

Original Of The Species or Five by Five orBono is Hay-Zeus

the folks in my job are jus bout ready to beat me upside the head with something heavy and blunt cuz ive had How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb on repeat the whole day with the possible exception fo replaying ‘Yahweh’ a few times. yeah, U2 has me singin to He.Who.Is.

nothing new to my roommate who regularly comes home to find my U2 Live in Chicago:1 bootleg in the CD player unless i have decided to change shit up and instead put U2 Live in Chicago:2 in play. hey, sometimes you feel like a nut…

this, of course, is in celebration of the band’s Grammy sweep last night. its crazy to think that they last won album of the year almost 20 years ago (note pic of bono in his leather vest finest and the rest of the crew lookin equally bas ass) and here they are again. even crazier is the fact that this is a band that has put out five perfect albums (War, The Unforgettable Fire, The Joshua Tree, Achtung Baby & All That You Can´t Leave Behind) before this one.

so while i have yet to put out anything close to “perfect” i often see myself in the same position as four dublin kids teachin themselves the art and impossibly believin that
a) rock-n-roll can change the world
b) they are that rock-n-roll

and then you can see me questioning the work that i am doing and then coming across this quote-
“I could see we were starting to look like the music we were making.” – Bono
yeah and aint that the turn of the coin when your art starts making choices for you rather than the other way around.

dont get it twisted, there are quite a few embarrasments in the U2 legacy (Pop & just about everything on stage during the PopMart tour clearly jump to mind) but thats what keeps em my musical heroes, that ability to bounce back without worrying about whether or not this album is gonna be greater than the last and jus make the best album that they can right at that moment

signing off now with the lyrics to mah favorited song on Atomic Bomb and a look at U2 during the “mullet era”

Original Of The Species

Baby slow down
The end is not as fun as the start
Please stay a child somewhere in your heart

I’ll give you everything you want
Except the thing that you want
You are the first one of your kind

And you feel like no-one before
You steal right under my door
And I kneel ‘cos I want you some more
I want the lot of what you got
And I want nothing that you’re not

Everywhere you go you shout it
You don’t have to be shy about it

Some things you shouldn’t get too good at
Like smiling, crying and celebrity
Some people got way too much confidence baby

I’ll give you everything you want
Except the thing that you want
You are the first one of your kind

And you feel like no-one before
You steal right under my door
I kneel ‘cos I want you some more
I want the lot of what you got
And I want nothing that you’re not

Everywhere you go you shout it
You don’t have to be shy about it, no
And you’ll never be alone
Come on now show your soul
You’ve been keeping your love under control

Everywhere you go you shout it
You don’t have to be shy about it
Everywhere you go you shout it
Oh my my

And you feel like no-one before
You steal right under my door
I kneel ‘cos I want you some more
I want you some more, I want you some more…


Photos and lyrics courtesy of macphisto.net