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ogod i'm only cryin it's not the end of the world
i'm just a lonely guy and i'm in love with a girl
on the other side of the world

i hope i never lose you
i hope my spirit remains after my body remains
i hope my memory stays
on the other side of my days

i don't trust the front page pictures of the violence and gore
i keep my focus fixed on all the sunlight in store
on the other side of the war

and when you're broken hearted, take a good look inside
you just might get surprised
you never know what you'll find
on the other side of your mind

no excuse for apathy
there's no excuse for me
sliding down the slippery slope
we cannot stop, we cannot cope

sliding down the slippery slope
we're lost in thought
we've lost all hope
you swore that we would love again, but if not now then when


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I Ain't Living Long Like This (Rodney Crowell)

You looked for trouble and you found it son
Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun
You'd try to run but you don't think you can
You make one move and you're dead man, friend

I ain't living long like this
I can't live at all like this, can I baby

He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back
Then he left me freezing on a steel rail track
They got 'em all in the jailhouse, ain't they bay
I ain't living long like this

Grew up in Houston off of Wayside drive
Son of a carhop in some all night dive
Dad drove a stock car to an early death
All I remember was a drunk man's death

I ain't living long like this
I can't live at all like this can I baby

We know the story how the wheel goes round
Don't let 'em take you to the man downtown
Can't sleep at all in the jailhouse, baby
I ain't living long like this

You live for angel, she's a roadhouse queen
Make Texas ruby look like Sandra Dee
You want to love her but you don't know how
You're at the bottom of the jailhouse now
I ain't living long like this
I can't live at all like this, can I baby

You know the story 'bout the jailhouse rock
Go on and do it, but just don't get caught
They got 'em all in the jailhouse, ain't they baby
I ain't living long like this

"If you removed all of the homosexuals and homosexual influence from
what is generally regarded as American culture," said author Fran
Lebowitz, "you would pretty much be left with [the TV game show] 'Let's
Make A Deal.'" That's an exaggeration, of course, but it contains a
large grain of truth. I offer this as a prod for you to deepen your
understanding of the complexities of gender, Virgo. Astrologically
speaking, it's an excellent time to do so. If you identify yourself as
a heterosexual, meditate on the qualities you express that are commonly
thought of as the specialty of the opposite sex. Consider the
possibility that you are actually 65 percent female, 25 percent male,
and 10 percent neither, or maybe 15 percent female, 70 percent male,
and 15 percent transgender. If you regard yourself as gay, explore the
hypothesis that a part of you is secretly kind of straight. Open your
mind to the possibility that human beings come in hundreds of different
genders.

(Rob Brezny, Virgo horoscope week of Jan 29 2009)


"Life on earth is just the dress rehearsal before the real production. You will spend far more time on the other side of death - in eternity - than you will here. Earth is the staging area, the preschool, the tryout for your life in eternity. It is the practice workout before the actual game; the warm-up lap before the race begins.  This life is preparation for the next."


I was wondering why the LA Weekly switched astrologers...

Rochelle "Rockie" Gardiner

All and everything goes this Halloween, as liberating Uranus and daring
Mars perfect their rewarding trine.

—The Rockie Horoscope, Oct. 30, 2008

Rochelle “Rockie” Gardiner, Sagittarius, departed planet Earth at 11:11 a.m. on Friday, October 31, Halloween.

She was 70.

Rockie was born in Brooklyn and raised in Lawrence, on Long Island.

She attended Syracuse University and received a degree from Barnard College.

She worked in publishing at Doubleday, where she was an editor of children’s books.

While at Doubleday she worked with literary luminaries such as Shirley Jackson and Arthur Miller.

Rockie married the love of her life, Peter Gardiner, in 1958.

Peter was a cutting-edge psychedelic film director and a pioneer of “pop films” (the predecessor to music videos).

In 1963, Rockie and Peter had a son, Jeremy Gardiner, and Rockie left the publishing world to make more time for her family.

While living in Laurel Canyon in 1966, Rockie found her calling when she was introduced to astrology by a friend.

Tragically, Rockie was widowed in October 1968. She never remarried.

Rockie’s column, THE ROCKIE HOROSCOPE, first appeared in the L.A. Weekly in 1983.

Although she found her astrological calling years before, it was in the pages of the Weekly that she found her voice.

Her
column’s pop-culture references to celebrity, rock & roll, politics
and professional sports resonated with readers and brought her a cult
status.

Rockie’s column went on to become nationally syndicated and even graced the pages of Vogue magazine.

She was one of a kind — fiercely intelligent, insightful, sometimes caustic, always witty, introspective and often inspiring.

She
will be greatly missed, not just by her close-knit circle of family and
friends, but also by so many of you, who connected with her through her
column.

Rockie, recognizing how important that connection has
been for many of you over the last 25 years, requested that a public
memorial be held for her readers. (Details will be posted soon at
laweekly.com.)

Rockie Gardiner was predeceased by Harry Greene
and Bess Miller (parents), John Miller (brother), Linda Miller (sister)
and Peter Gardiner (husband).

She leaves behind a son, Jeremy
“The Crab” Gardiner (Los Angeles), Uncle Leo Marshall (Brooklyn), and
Dr. David and Nancy Milstein of Scarsdale (sister and brother-in-law),
as well as numerous cousins, nieces and nephews, her partner-in-crime
Vicky Taft (Los Angeles) ... and her black cat, Terra Kitty.

Handshake Poem

And on the Seventh Day,
The Angel of Meroni arose from the ashes.
Kid Icarus flew too close to the Sun
and fell to Earth.
But then *Bam* -- an explosion
and *Snap* -- went the cannons on that same dark day:
"Turn the lock
and throw away the key,"
my Brother hath said to me.


-- Alexander Gedeon, circa 1998

someone's reading my mind
who's been reading my mind?
someone's reading my mind
dialed into my line
i've been down that line
seems like twelve whole times
dialed into my line

http://www.noiseaddicts.com/2008/10/did-bachs-wife-anna-magdalena-write-his-music/

I wanted to say a brief word of thanks to all the bands & musicians that played with me during my residency at Mr. T's Bowl in September:

Odd Modern
Soggy Duchamp Octet
Archways
City City
The Kris Special
Bad Dudes
New Maximum Donkey
Berry
Entertainment
Jorge Huaman
Ryen Slegr
Ezra Buchla
Laura Steenberge
Corey Fogel
Guy Christiano
Joe Martin
Ian Capilouto
Star Wick

Apologies if I missed anybody who helped.  Arlo Aldahl has always been my favorite soundman on planet Earth.  And thanks to Gus & Becca for helping me book the month.  It was kind of an epic undertaking.  Nels Cline came on one of the Monstro nights, which was a nice surprise.  Anyway, I like the residency format for performing cause it feels communal.  And thanks to all my friends who came out last night to Spaceland.  Hope to play out again soon, but planning ..ing Mt. Lowe next.

Vote Obama, Bitches!! Or Else!!  I went and filmed a statement and a short song called "More Of What Doesn't Work Doesn't Work" for a documentary directed by Shepard Fairey and Melissa Balin.  John C Reilly had the best catchphrase: "Obamanos!"  Dude is genius.

Posted a new demo of a song that just turned 4 years old -- "Living on the Fringes." The solo section (after verse 2) is unfinished. If anyone wants to try their hand, download it, record something, and send me an mp3. If it fits I'll keep it. I was thinking authentic bluegrass mandolin or something, but I'm open to pretty much anything.

Now playing: Bicycle Built for Two (Daisy Bell), Katherine Tingley, Autumn Leaves, Freight Train, No Country For Old Men, always David Lynch, finally understanding Mulholland Drive. Going to Michigan to finish the record. Really into YouTube lately -- people are really starting to get creative! Vitamins are my new best friends... Tibetan dzi beads are dreamy, especially the 9 eye for me... and Pythagorean Harmony seems to be the key to unlocking the secrets of the universe -- thank you Joscelyn Godwin! Grasping the demiurge. Did everyone see the movie Wordplay about crossword puzzlers? A real American classic. Will Hillary Clinton please WITHDRAW?

Anyone who wants to learn music should check out this GREAT resource:

MUSICTHEORY.NET

Specifically check out the
NOTE TRAINER
INTERVAL EAR TRAINER

Good luck identifying all twelve intervals by sound alone!! (In college they make you do it for two years straight.)

(I think I finally have an album title... this is an important step!!)

One of my absolute favorite short films... Jan Svankmajer’s Kostnice (The Ossuary)... a cathedral made of human bones in the Czech Republic...

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