Monday, May 26, 2008

Memorial Day

One of the flags and one of the incense sticks is for Paul, who was a veteran like my dad. I hope my dad is taking good care of him.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Lie detector performance: full details

The promotional blitz for the Edgetone New Music Summit has begun. This is the festival where Les and I will perform as No More Twist!, premiering our piece "Inquisition" for Suspect, Examiner and Audience.

Find out more about the festival at the Edgetone New Music Summit web site, and get your tickets from Brown Paper Tickets, where they are on sale now.

Our performance is on July 23rd. But you really should come for all four nights. Each night features a different experimental music genre and there is something for every taste.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

World Vegetarian Week - May 19-25

Why not give the vegetarian diet a try for a week?
You don't have to do it for eighteen years like I've done...unless you want to.
And if you did, you'd have a serious impact...check out the top ten reasons why.

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Again with Galway Kinnell

I posted this poetic section in my blog back in March of 2006 -- a time where I remember having a premonition of the terrible events of the first of this year. I remember telling Paul on the phone on that evening in March, "I don't think we have as much time as we think we do."

I was getting over a cold. I had my variegated brown sweater on. I'd been on my way out the door to dash down to Paul's home in response to the horrible cold feeling inside me. He called me just as I was about to get in the car, and was a little startled and perplexed and assured me everything was fine, not to worry, don't come rushing down.

I never forgot that evening and I redoubled my efforts to make every moment between us the best I could make it. Please don't anyone forget that your loved ones can be taken from you at any moment.

If one day it happens
you find yourself with someone you love
in a café at one end
of the Pont Mirabeau, at the zinc bar
where white wine stands in upward opening glasses,

and if you commit then, as we did, the error
of thinking,
one day all this will only be memory,

as you stand
at this end of the bridge which arcs,
from love, you think, into enduring love,
learn to reach deeper
into the sorrows
to come – to touch
the almost imaginary bones
under the face, to hear under the laughter
the wind crying across the black stones. Kiss
the mouth
which tells you, here,
here is the world. This mouth. This laughter. These temple bones.

The still undanced cadence of vanishing.

-- Galway Kinnell

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Four months

I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess
I'm not used to liking that
You ask how my day was

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
That's not lip service

You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met
You're my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long

I've never felt this healthy before
I've never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now

You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

-- Alanis Morrisette