Tag Archives: america

Bluegrass

Music plays a significant role in both the construction and tone of None So Distant, with one of the sections, titled Jukebox, functioning as a mythical and conceptual music catalog. Below is one of the “songs” from Jukebox. BLUEGRASSOffbeat lonesome … Continue reading

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Tramps

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Lore and Order

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Found Lost

We recall fondly. We recollect. The good old days in which we titled windmills redolently and rode clanging dusty boxcars across the glaring horizontal spread of america. What a lay we said hitching up our pants sticking our peckers into … Continue reading

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American Alley

“What absurdity.  There is not one novel of America.  There are a thousand Americas. Big Business is only one of its inhuman, monstrous products.  But jazz is the expression of America’s romantic self, its sensual potency, its lyrical force. Big … Continue reading

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State of Address

A salon. After hours. Dimly lit. We see a red styling chair. Behind it are a counter and a wide mounted mirror. In the right upper-corner of the frame there are dismembered mannequins set against a wall. The salon OWNER, … Continue reading

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Patriot Acts, or,The Coming of Democracy

She was a liberal, except when she went down on me, or I on her, and everything was politics-free and equal between united fronts and sexes.

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Bone Dry

Those crisp autumn nights, alone, with miles and miles of thoughts worn to the bone.   (Painting by Edward Hopper)

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Meaning of the Mob

The Meaning of the Mob.  I say, the Mob, meaning the Definitely Uncertain, Fixed—a liberal form of physics— or the clotted swarm wallforming brick by brick, a mosaic pattern.      Pick a number, any number, it’s a given. A given what, … Continue reading

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