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art, music, poetry 2 feed the Content Beast

September 4th, 2015

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Lady’s piece (top) is 5.25″ x 9″ and is untitled
mine is This Way Please, 7″ x 9″, 1997

This blog contains original art, original poetry, original fotografy, and original music. I’m doing my bit to feed the internet content beast, how about you?

Lady and I had each given Peter Ball (1949-2015) a piece of art over the years which his brother kindly gave back to us yesterday.

Lady’s piece is 5.25″ x 9″ and is untitled, while mine is This Way Please, 7″ x 9″, 1997. See above.

Status Report 74

The sweet pouch of poetry
lies in night
from 4 a.m. to just before light

or in the dark of days right before bed
when reason’s fried by fact
and heart hurt by head

it is these pockets
outside rational mind
that bare the finest fruit

– Smith, 9.4.2015

I was appalled when I heard how I sounded on the song posted below, but a week of listening has either allowed me to appreciate its crude charm or else I’ve damaged my earbuds.

We’ll re-record this next Wednesday. Until then, here’s my second song with Billy Clarkville on music, mix and recording, me on words and vocals.

My voice was fried from too little sleep, too much coffee, too much stress, too much grass, so it is raw and rough and crude and jerky — just like me.

This song highlights my incredible vocal range of almost one full note, which I thoroughly explore stumbling around inside it while completely avoiding tone, key, and melody.

Here’s a rough demo of Slow Look, soon to be rebranded and resold down the lane once the sheep are shorn >> https://www.reverbnation.com/mutantsmith/song/24246602-slow-look-demo

On with the show.

Slow Look

Just wanna go downtown, take slow look around
see what’s going down now we’re on our own
throwing over frown, standing here not there

Watching watchers stare down that endless street
where the don’t don’t meet and the won’t won’t eat
until the playing’s fair which is never there

So fix your load, go find your beat
slow walk your road, woe stretch your reach
it’s neat the peach at night to eat

At the corner light where the young men sing
of future wives with golden rings
in innocence and grace and great doo wop pace

O Danny boy, O Matilda girl
many’s the joy in the romance whirl
the swing, the sway, the sweet sashay

Away we play, away we play

So fix your load, find your beat
walk your road, stretch your reach
it’s neat the peach at night to eat

– Smith, 8.30.2015


 

Everything new old again everything old again new

September 3rd, 2015

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Lady K reading 9.2.2015 basement Euclid Tavern

Status Report 73

Good reading last night
for once my words flowed just right
well and light and laughter tight

Everything new old again
everything old again new

– Smith, 9.3.2015

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joe2M.J. Arcangelini reading 9.2.2015 basement Euclid Tavern


 

My older wiser mutant advice

September 2nd, 2015

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reflection in Anish Kapoor’s C-Curve, 2007, CMA

Lady and I will be reading tonight 7-10pm with M. J. Arcangelini, Jim Lang, Dianne Borsenik, Christopher Franke and John Burroughs at Happy Dog at the Euclid Tavern 11625 Euclid Ave, Cleveland, Ohio 44106. . . https://www.facebook.com/events/930532087011752/

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Sometimes you eat the worm
(especially with today’s food processing standards)
and sometimes the worms eat you.

~

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My older wiser mutant advice –
be nice, love, listen, have patience,
don’t pay too much attention to what the brains say,
be your own authority,
laugh as often as possible,
never trust power,
cherish spouse, family, friends, cat,
and smoke a lot of grass.

~

Status Report 72

I used to be 6 foot 3 inches
but I’ve shrunk half inch past sixty-nine years
and now my feet don’t reach the ground

– Smith, 9.2.2015

longtallsmiths


 

cross the night day moat

September 1st, 2015

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one of my pieces in Mary Weems’ collection

Status Report 69

Steam rise rapid rush
gush from liquid black caffeine
hot and heat and hell to flow
fast down throat to get go going
cross the night day moat

– Smith, 9.1.2015

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I ain’t no nihilist

August 31st, 2015

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Status Report 68

Folks don’t live long these days
I’m more into the Biblical lengths of the Old Testicle
where they went six, seven, nine hundred years

or perhaps like honey bees live longer over winter
people lived longer then cuz it was early earth
and they needed to populate it real quick
so they could get to the condo section
cuz condos, calling cards and cell fones are what it’s about

and brothels, many many brothels
for any consensual gender skin dogma transactual desired
however acquired

and a lot of malls
deadly soul sucking greed spawning spirit killers

and stuff of course, transportation for stuff
stuff storage, stuff disposals
you know, stuff like that

and sexism racism greedism meism
not-youism classism isn’tism nihilism

now we’re cooking
ahhhhh, civilization, gimme a double dose

– Smith, 8.31.2015

I ain’t no nihilist, just think folk could be nicer than they are – nicer to each other, nicer to themselves, nicer to the earth.

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