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Number 1 Son

Tuesday, July 31st, 2012

Pappy – foto Smith

40 years ago I asked my father Pappy Smith to write or draw in my art journal. This is what I got.

Number 1 Son
by Pappy Smith

I ain’t no artist so I can’t paint a
masterpiece

I ain’t no poet so no poetry

I ain’t no writer so can’t write a
story and therefore can’t write
anything in this book.

Love, Pappy

~ ~ ~

He was 50 when he wrote this; it’s his one and only poem and appears in Stations of the Lost & Found, a true story of armed robbery, stolen cars, outsider art, mutant poetry, underground publishing, robbing the cradle and leaving the country by Smith & Lady, which will be available next week for online ordering. Finally, after almost seven years in the making and 66 years of living it, my memoir makes its move.

Pappy – fotos Smith

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The Better Be Blues

Monday, July 30th, 2012

Strange country – foto Smith

The Better Be Blues

No rhyming no reason not even scheming
just riffing on flukes toning down town
where clones within the clowns abound
around circus centers short-circuiting service
with whethered words reworking the reins
while raining rains rain and reign
leaving me yet but wet strand in sand
unknightly nervous
in juke joint jam
hamming the bone
outclassed yet unowned
a strange country crossing
leaping lines on the map
in lap dance of chance
choices chosen charred or frozen
a very small clasp in long line of nuance
posing my moaning
in Mohawk of morning
blowing blowhard through these Better Be Blues
my daily do my me for you
our final truth our playing our dues
amidst these youse and me be clues
which rule rue

— Smith, 7.30.2012

Why settle for less? – foto Smith

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Professor Smith — lost in the vaults

Sunday, July 29th, 2012

One half second – foto Smith

Here’s a long lost Ball & Smith song from the vaults (from way back in December of 2011).

I didn’t post it then because I didn’t like it. Peter Ball, my musical maestro I jam with, reintroduced me to the song. Maybe my standards have lowered but it doesn’t sound that bad now.

So, a goldy moldy fresh from the vaults of the recently rejected, Professor Smith.

Professor Smith

Heisenberg dances here and there
dead alive with why of where.
Dark matter outweighs the known
here and on stark side of moon.
The Universe is a holographic projection
part of the Great Programmers’ Entertainment Division.

One half second slow on is
Conscious brain body fizz

Quarks are bound by gluons
inside protons and neutrons.
Quirks are created glitches
tightened tautological twitches.
Neutrinos are faster than light
reach day way before night.

One half second slow on is
Conscious lie brain body fizz

String theory holds it all together
in various kinds of variable whether.
Light is particle or wave
depending on the question you gave.
No time or space exist
are merely brain created myth.

One half second slow on is
Conscious lie brain body fizz

Heisenberg dances here and there
playing dead alive with why of where.
Dark matter outweighs the known
both here and on stark side of moon.
The Universe is a holographic projection
Just part of the Great Programmers’ Entertainment Division.

We’re all one half second slow on is
Conscious lie brain body fizz

— Smith, 12.2011

Music, mix, recording Peter Ball/Apartment One; words, vocals me.

48 more free Ball & Smith songs at ReverbNation.com/MutantSmith.