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Talking Music in a Studio in L.A.
I asked a female engineer in L.A. where I was recording a while back what music she listened to. She was tattooed with bold streaks of primary colors in her wildly uneven hair. I’d worked with her several times before and a change seems to have come over her–she’s a lot more relaxed, present, funnier…. Continue Reading »
A Circle in a Lake, Plus Six
A Circle in a Lake: Writings while Reading the Collected Works of William Shakespeare Plus Six Collected Writings May 1-September 5 2011 For Jim Cohn: For over thirty years, my confederate When I listen to them now (early demos I recorded on an afternoon in a studio in 1964 and haven’t heard since and… Continue Reading »
June 21, 2011: What I Chose to Read at Last Night’s Naropa Alumni Reading
I brought these three pieces to last night’s reading at the Laughing Goat in Boulder, but only ended up reading the second piece below, the one from the Paris Metro. R Italian Restaurant, NYC (for Ira Cohen) I walk to far end of the restaurant and take a seat facing the front door, across from an elderly couple who… Continue Reading »
April 28, 2011: Delhi Airport, Delhi, India
Waiting in Delhi for our flight to Newark, two of the girls and I sit in the waiting room and discuss the trip, and the people on the trip. They have slang names for almost everyone in the group. At one point I ask them what my slang name is, and they said I didn’t have… Continue Reading »
New Delhi to Denver: April 28-29, 2011: Seventh Hymn to Siva
There’s no getting away from death. Drops of blood turned into dusty rubies by the sand. Neither this nor that, she always smelled of lavender, brown eyes with bits of gold—tiger’s eyes, she called them. Is there a shadow behind the closed door? Is it the room or the room reflected in a mirror? By the beginning… Continue Reading »
April 28, 2011: New Delhi India: “Sixth Hymn to Siva”
Trying to comprehend what is beyond thought is waking from one dream into another, and even then seen only through the limits I have brought to bear. Continue Reading »
April 28, 2011: Swaminarayan Akshardham Temple Complex, New Delhi, “Fifth Hymn to Siva”
Like the wind visible only in the movement of the leaves as it passes, where it is no longer, he only exists in motion. A shadow that’s wandered into the valley even though the sun is at its zenith. It’s colder at the bottom of the lake. And for whatever reason I was a conscious part… Continue Reading »
April 28, 2011, The Lotus Temple (Baha’i), New Delhi, India
We wait outside for an introduction, first in Farsi, followed by one in English. We will enter the Temple as a group once the previous group is through. Once we are in the Temple, the doors will be closed and we will not be able to leave except in the case of emergencies. There will… Continue Reading »
April 28, 2011: “Airport Residency,” somewhere in Delhi, India
There is no color given to the sky in the Rig Veda, in Homer, or in the Bible, so it is impossible to prove that the sky has always been blue, or if the color blue is a modern evolution in our optic sensitivities. Or was it only when the painters started painting the sky… Continue Reading »
April 28, 2011 “Airport Residency,” somewhere in Delhi: “Fourth Hymn to Siva”
I’ve never experienced dread but sometimes apprehension. My biggest fear is I don’t know its name but it’s that membrane that separates what’s real from what’s not. The skies have turned white. Something never seen yet long desired is about to happen. It’s as if a dream has come to life just before blindness has taken over— or the… Continue Reading »