Friday, June 29, 2007

I've known you all my life

I'm off for the next 5 days.
Don't know if I'll be posting.
But I will be relaxing.
Got plans for a Que at Dale's
and plenty of hazelnut brown nectar...

"I've been"

Haunting this ghost
for far too long
drowning in Bourbon
drinking Holy Water
and
Praying for the mercy of the stars

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

The beauty of indeterminance or wrestling with mountains

First I must say I made this last night for dinner and it was not enough, so make extra because you will want more.
This recipe is designed to be flexed to your individual taste...

GRILLED SHRIMP WITH CILANTRO SALSA
bamboo skewers soaked to avoid burning.
2 lbs Shrimp

CILANTRO SALSA
1 cup washed and chopped cilantro leaves
2 cloves garlic peeled and lightly smashed
1 seeded veined and coarse chopped habanero
(or jalapeno, chipotle, crushed red pepper etc.
just try to use your favorite heat source.)
1 tbsp peeled and coarsly chopped ginger
1/4 cup olive oil
1-2 tbsp fresh squeezed lime juice.
salt and pepper to taste

Combine all ingredients except the lime juice, salt and pepper in blender and pulse till well mixed.
For a thicker sauce add Lime juice and emulsify then salt and pepper to taste. This is great for basting on the grill. It should stay in place.
For a thinner "dipping sauce" stir in the lime juice until you reach the desired consistency. Salt and pepper to taste.

I like to heap these in a pile on a serving plate and drizzle with a little dipping sauce then get out of the way and just let people go for it. Get ready for smiles because this on is a winner.
Serve with a crisp seasonal summer beer and extra dipping sauce
Dont forget bowls for tails and napkins for hands and faces.

Monday, June 25, 2007

water eats light





Found an interesting brew this weekend. "HE'BREW: the chosen beer ORIGIN Pomegranate Ale" I found I rather liked it. perhaps a bit to much.

The other beer of the weekend was a Chateau Jiahu by dogfish head. It is based on 9000 year old preserved pottery jars found in the Neolithic villiage of Jiahu, in Henan province, Northern China, that when analized revealed a mixed fermented beverage of rice, honey and fruit was being produced. Reproduced today with rice flakes, Wildflower honey, Muscat grapes, barley malt, hawthorn fruit, and Chrysanthemum flowers. WOW, very yummy.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Tagzig Olmo Lung Ring

Om nga khunda mah
Jhata ram lyma mgto
Gondra tsa paha ti
Po gugulam gomayi
Longu yu nu tam!

Twice once I killed them

So, I got these free tickets to a concert last night... I went for something to do. Just to go out. Not really my thing but they (the band) were pretty good or maybe it was just the bourbon and sevens were good and the bass was loud. It just seemed very "college". If that makes sense. Lots of girls. I ended up with more beer on my legs than anything.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Wilderness

Shadows and sun

Dreaming again... This time, I noticed a snow leopard cub running around. I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and with a shocked look on his face he said "you can see me?" all I could think about was "You can talk!?" we ended up having a brief conversation stopped short by my waking.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

"Before they told me I could not fly I had wings and touched the sky"

The brilliantly difficult work of cult filmaker Alejandro Jodorowsky is now available for the masses. I found this boxed set the other day and knew I had to have it.

Alejandro Jodorowsky born February 7, 1929, in Chile, and has achieved fame/notoriety/cult status as a director for EL TOPO (the mole) and THE HOLY MOUNTAIN. He is also a playwright, composer, mime, comics author and lately a psychotherapist focusing on Psychomagic, a blend of eastern philosophy and mysticism using symbolic acts to heal old emotional conflicts.
His heritage is as confusing/complex as his films. His parents were Ashkenazi Jews (Jews of medieval German descent) of Russian origin. He became a Mexican citizen in 1973 and a French citizen at some later point.



Known for his heavy symbolism his films are a mix of powerful imagery at times mystical, nonsensical, violent, brutal, beautiful, sexual, sad and disturbing.
AND NOW TO THE MOVIES:



La Cravate (1957)
A commentary on soul hiding inside a head swapping story told in mime.
Considered lost for years then apparently found in an attic. The film has been beautifuly restored, I absolutely loved the color. Having never seen it before, I found it light hearted and whimsical if there is such a thing for Mr. Jodorowsky.

Fando y Lis (1967)
The symbolic journey of Fando and his paraplegic girlfriend Lis to the fabled city of Tar caused a riot in Aculpulco and was banned in Mexico by the government. Left me with a feeling of dissatisfaction, searching and abandonment.




El Topo (1970)
The infamous mystical nonwestern brought to the U.S. by John Lennon, Yoko Ono and Allen Klein. A vivid and violence filled spiritual journey told in two parts that I feel form a circle and we begin again at the end.



The Holy Mountain (1973)
Financed in its entirety by John Lennon and Yoko Ono. Hidden inside all sorts of spiritual imagery is I believe a statement about the trappings of enlightenment being a falsehood and real Illumination is reality and nothing like we expect.


The following are not in the set but I hope to aqcuire/see soon
Tusk (1978)
Santa Sangre (1989)
The Rainbow Thief (1990)
King Shot (TBA)

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Is deconstructing the same as taking apart?

Hem - The Part Where You Let Go
(Gary Maurer/Dan Messe)

When the rain breaks the road
Are you holding on
Are you holding on
To your last good day

When the stone breaks the wheel
Are you holding on
Are you holding on
Til the stone rolls away

And I don't know
Is this the part where you let go
And tumbling out of a window
Is this the part where you find out
I'm there for you

When the sun leaves the field
Are you holding on
Are you holding on
To the last sweet light

When the flame leaves your eyes
I still see you there
I still see you there
On your darkest night

And I don't know
Is this the part where you let go
And sinking under a shadow
Is this the part where you find out
I'm there for you now

As your hand's breaking free
I am holding on
I am holding on
As you've held on to me

And I don't know
Is this the part where we let go
Tumbling out of a window
Is this the part you're there for me

And I don't know
Is this the part where you let go
And sinking under a shadow
Is this the part where you find out
I'm there for you You find out
I'm there for you You find out
I'm there for you

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

The prophets make it difficult

Funny I can't seem to shake this feeling of disenchantment and minor irritation. Makes me want to listen to Gregory And The Hawk.


Monday, June 11, 2007

Small Hope, Quiet Violence

This weekend was pretty much consumed with graduation and birthday parties. Both John & Brandy Graduated and Ethan turned 1 on the 7th so his party was this weekend as well. I ate too much and didn't really cook at all Saturday or Sunday. At least the food was good. Bar-b-que burgers and snacky kind of stuff. I think I ate more shrimp then ever before in my life.

To The Heart Of A Vulture On The Back Of The Sun

I am finding myself much distressed by the lack of satisfactory record stores in my current location. There is after all such a huge volume of music in the world and I find that I enjoy the kind that is hard for me to walk in and purchase. I am currently trying to find anything by The Anomoanon, Blonde Redhead, The Left Banke, Os Mutantes, Manta Ray, Shout Out Louds, Lilys, White Denim, Chantigs, Company, Mansfield Tya, Beirut, Mi and Lau, Cannanes, Odd Nosdam, Psycic Ills, New Young Pony Club, Papercuts, Minus Story, or the new records by Okkervil River, Lightning Dust, Spokane, Minus story, Odowas, Julie Doiron, Swan Lake, Alex Delivery or The Besnard Lakes just to name a few but I am not having any luck. I dont really believe these records are that far out there.
Perhaps I need to just get over my desire to walk in and purchase something and learn to order things but I would think that I could find at least one of them somewhere.
Pretty much the story of my listening life.

Friday, June 08, 2007

No Ocean Left To Drown a Man Like Me.

Alexandra Leaving - Leonard Cohen.

Suddenly the night has grown colder.
The god of love preparing to depart.
Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder,
They slip between the sentries of the heart.

Upheld by the simplicities of pleasure,
They gain the light, they formlessly entwine;
And radiant beyond your widest measure
They fall among the voices and the wine.

It’s not a trick, your senses all deceiving,
A fitful dream, the morning will exhaust –
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.

As someone long prepared for this to happen,
Go firmly to the window. Drink it in.
Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing.
Your firm commitments tangible again.

And you who had the honor of her evening,
And by the honor had your own restored –
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving;
Alexandra leaving with her lord.

Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.

As someone long prepared for the occasion;
In full command of every plan you wrecked –
Do not choose a coward’s explanation
that hides behind the cause and the effect.

And you who were bewildered by a meaning;
Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed –
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Monday, June 04, 2007

You have a right to be here

Basic Crepe Recipe:

1.5 cups whole milk

3 large eggs

3 tablespoons sugar

1 teaspoon salt

5 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted

1/2 cup brandy (NO MISTAKES THIS TIME)

1 teaspoon vanilla

1 cup all purpose flour



Blend milk and eggs in blender until foamy, about ten seconds. Switch blender to low speed and add add sugar and salt. Blend on high again for a few seconds...In the same manner add butter, brandy, and vanilla, blending on high for a few seconds after each addition. Then add flour all at once and blend until just combined.Then cook!

Apparently this recipe has been published with a mysterious missing ingredient...

Sleeper, lost in dreams



If assholes could fly this place would be an airport.

The sound of the waves crashing upon the rocks beneath the cliffs that I run upon is little consolation to the dread I feel.

Wrapped tight and constricted I find I am clawing my way out of a straightjacket. Not the kind I want, which fits nicely and is some strange attempt at a fashion statement that somehow falls just short. Rather the kind that is designed to restict and bind. To prevent you from acheiving your goals.

I am aware that I should be able to fly but somehow, I just cant make it work.
I awake to "In Dreams" by Destroyer.

The suffering of time inexorably goes on...

Well, this weekends food was most wonderful. Saturday was garlic herb marinated steaks with grilled corn and german potato salad. Sunday was an excellent Cajun bar-b-que salmon with red potatoes, onions, carrots, asparagus and whole cloves of garlic coated with olive oil and italian seasoning then roasted/grilled on the bar-b-que. Yum

Friday, June 01, 2007

silver fish who's your master?

She,
hearing another sound,
turns away.