Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Friday night Journey Show
John Benson's loving bus will be departing from the Ashby BART station in Berkeley promptly at 8pm this Friday to drive out to our secret show spot....we hope to take as many friends as we can fit along for the ride, so come in time and get on the bus!
there will be performances to enjoy for the busride and out at the chosen wonderspot by:
WATERY GRAVES OF PORTLAND, ROB WALMART, JEFF MANSON, SONYA COTTON, THEM THEIR SKIES, MARTIN SALATA, JOSEPH CHILDRESS, and SHIP
the show will be in part outdoors, so bring some warm layers, perhaps a blanket, perhaps bring a dinner picnic, definitely bring your adventure kit. if people want to drive, just meet the bus at the ASHBY BART no later than 8pm and caravan out to the place.
give an email or a call if you have questions (774-454-1445), see you friday!
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Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Firstly: Friday! Special Bus journey Show! If yoo don't know, we'll repost the maneuvers in the following days, or, just e-mail email@example.com. Also, secretly, save april 26th, feb 2nd, and feb 9th on your calendar. It's a ton to ask, but you will not be sorry.
On to stories and trying to be funny!
A few weeks ago david benj wilson esquire and I climbed like 800 tree's with our ultibro samuel "mammoth bravery," fleischner trying to find the most beautiful and perfect arbor-environments to sing and make strummery in. It was rewarding, challenging, and very very dangerous. Everyone got hurt in one way or another. But here we are, still laughing, slapping our knees, flossin', playing with paste, thinking about babies... itchin' the itch that itches y'know?
Anyways, the above is an outtake from the treevd of me playing a gjam from a project that is yet un-named beyond frank gilbert lyon II. Sometimes I horse around and call it water whatever or weaving willard... but the truth is... like a seed in the loins of a cavebro... it goes unnamed. And that is a special kind of fucked up situation for me, because, I love naming things, and think I am pretty good at it. One time "they" sent me to sydney, just to name a princess...
And frighteningly, its a trend, I've been making lots of art and collahbjects (special and pleasantly but weirdly shaped collages), and, I just can't figure out what to name any of them, even though in my mind they are just like children. It's why I am carrying a notebook around, and stealing all the cute things my friends say for the purpose of illuminating thoughts I thought I had... but didn't? Yeah things are getting pretty deep over here.
Also, for anyone who likes things:
You can here her mp3s at her cleverly titled website:
It's like some non-denominational angels finally heard me wishing that panda bear was a girl I could fall in love with instead of just a groovy/comfy stoner-uncle figure. But, hey, you never heard me complaining, I've kept the prayers quite to myself and my pillow.
But seriously, Julianna is, as I like to say these days, "special." For realz!
It's like all the best of enya, (as if any of its bad!) but with the urgency of annie lennox circa "why." Which, is also "special," and furthermore more, tear enducing.
Holy crap, what a world. Almost enough to make you yell "yahowa" from the tippy-top of a telephone pole.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
why is max exhaling so deeply? why is david glowing in warrior II? why is frank making you so randy? Besides being your average post-jog cool-down, normal yoga lazer band practice, or typical kinky postpartum bottle fantasy, these poses strike out toward a new project...pinup shots for an upcoming calendar for the band called snowblink. it's like the snowblink version of maxim.
it feels good.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
snowblink will be performing songs and new experimental dance this early evening at 7pm at triple base for the third round of Drew's performance series. yesterday we shocked daniella's neighbors when we practiced our 4 man pulsing pit...see you how it makes you feel!
we're also playing on wednesday at the Rickshaw Stop for 60 Watt Kid's album release. we'll see if we let our pit out their too, we might be too shy.