Wednesday
Tuesday
Flecks
Floss the dog and eat a hare
You’re swimming in your underwear
The day is long the night is short
I’ll sue you in the district court
Solstice dreams are’a playground test
Brainwave schemes describe it best
Your mom is old but so are you
Life to live our age is through
Touch-up paint and spackle paste
See the mirror see the waste
Time’s the thing you cannot change
It ebbs it flows it feels so strange
The pros and cons a list so long
Gambled big & gambled wrong
For all we is is what we are
A fleck of dust from distant stars
Thursday
shade of a beautiful sun storm
Walk in the shade of a beautiful sun storm
Exist for just the sake of
I miss art
It is all art
There is perfection in everything
Feel and touch magic
structure
phrase
balance
Prediction is the key to success
Ownership drives compliance
Everything changes
Without dimension
There is a legend to the code
Always remember everything
Tuesday
Thursday
Coin Flips and Odd Luck
Before this and
after that
is
how we tell the time
Life as a series
of forked-road
choices
All crossroads all the time
Coin flips and
odd luck
to determine
absolutely everything
We are but
wholly dependent
on forces
beyond our own control
Monday
Tuesday
A Poem (with a particular cadence)
Do as I do and not as I say
The ultimate way of spending a day
The cheese is so hot the water’s too long
Learn all the children of what’s write and rong
•
Your Mother’s the lady whom I know the best
I popped her the quiz she failed me the test
Violets are red and the roses are sour
Tell me the time and I’ll give you an hour
•
Lies are to truth as cash is to money
Large sacs of pollen bees make the honey
Life is an exercise that makes me so tired
Keep drinking coffee you’re bound to get wired
•
A trap from the future I love her the most
Reading a novel egg sandwich on toast
Caught in the wild a siren in tune
Music to senses April is June
Monday
Thursday
Tuesday
Poetry Interrupted
Born ‘round The Lost Angels Riots
Slave descendant black to paradigm setting white
Shock perfectly balanced with the dumb
In utero all apologies to servants unserved
This is what America is
This is what America was
This is what America is ever going to be
All the protests and all the protestations
The divine heart of our foolhardy nation
What is culture and what is life
Intentionality intentionally rife
typing doesn't work today
to the body & for the mind
healing is just a paradigm
doctors are only a fancy
pacifier for the 'fraidy class
everyday of or inside the healing
is so very different which
makes prediction almost impossible
and prediction is the key to success
for the mind & to the body
we are the life of the party
we are still all going to die
someday (probably alone) anyway
so think before you do
and do as i tell you
(say all the king's horses
and say all the king's people)
safety is our number one priority
but what happened to fun
when the window is closing
so live while you can
Tuesday
Monday
Friday
RP@50 - BSUR
.
The Honorable Reverend DJ Richy Scratchy
The Otter Prince
Rickey R-word
Rick E. Powell
Dickie Powell
Arpy Dubby
RP Dubbs
Welcome to la quinta decada
It's great to have you here
Partners in this scam since '96
With your phone machine EP
Collaborators in real and virtual time
None of this happened without you
So it's kinda your damn fault
Here we are and there you is
Look around in assessment
You created it all as you wanted it
Customized
Optimized
Simplified
It is your own damn fault
If I remain as fortunate as I've been
The world falling into my lap
I will have more opportunities
To continue stealing all your
Million Dollar Ideas™
And juicing creativity
Out of you like a goddamn lemon
Yous have done well for yins
Young scout makes old head
No metronomes
Or loading out of smoky clubs
It's now just tiny adjustments
And the right lighting
Just as you like it
RP Dubby
Arpy Dubbs
Dickie Powell
Rick E. Powell
Rickey R-word
The Otter Prince
The Honorable Reverend DJ Richy Scratchy
Monday
When It Falls by Zero 7 - Record Review Corner #2
SIDE A
Warm Sound
So deliberately disorienting only to give you a gentle landing zone
I can see recording this and listening back and changing the name to its essence
Warm Sound
The sun is a bright circle
I am so happy that KBTB introduced me to a couple of songs on this record
Because the album is pretty satisfying
Warm sound
Falling slowly
Take the time away from me
Warm sound
Feeling no pain
Taking the time away from me
Warm Sound indeed
This is like audio heroin
Keyboard journey
Not a typing keyboard
The musical instrument
Sound machine with piano keys
The black & white ones
Home
Lost in cheap delirium
So well constructed
Builds like a beautiful city
Again deliberate
I don’t even know who is making this record
I should probably check that out
Somersault
Henry Binns and Sam Hardaker
Now it all makes sense
“They began as studio engineers”
Knew they could do it better
Bravo Zero 7
Hire the sounds you need <–––––– !
You don’t need to limit yourself by your maximum abilities
Professionals
[clicky]
“…they were asked by Radiohead to remix the song "Climbing Up the Walls””
=DOY
Engineers who know how to vibe
[clicky]
No hurry at all but sensible to not outstay the welcome
SIDE B
Passing By
Ohhhhh shiiiiiit
So this is European downtempo
The thickness
The thoughtfulness
Who am I to make a judgement of your life?
I'm only passing by, passing by
All our music is phrasing and tempo
All are everything is headphones & cocoa
Just a wow track: Wow
Over Our Heads
I’m finally getting it
I’m so slow
Third inning stretch
Sucker for sleigh bells forever
Nicely produced
I mean, I *get* it, man
Gorgeous sound forest
Slow fade
Dave Gary would approve
When It Falls
Logically speaking this is “the space between”
Clearly the sonic/tonal/experiential midpoint
A reset for those in need
A restore for those in need
Head food for the brain chemicals
Instrumental
SIDE C
The Space Between
This mix now
Now that you're wiser
Surely you've learned to read it
Ride cymbal tutorial
How many times can I mention, “deliberate”
Producing + engineering + performance
Speed Dial NO.2
I wish I weren’t so lyric blind
But I process most lyrics as sounds fitting into the mix
The music theory
This one is heavy lyrically
Your shoulders in my pocket
My shoulders in your pocket
Not fooling around
Minor chords of torture
Look Up
Much needed instrumental
1970’s movie harmonica
Of journeys and immersion
Out west or urban
SIDE D
In Time
Banjo?
Buried?
Deep?
From the before times of 2004 - Ugh, before times - Remember those?
Morning Song
So glad I own this on vinyl
Let it play
“When in doubt, ride it out.”
–RP Dubs <–––––– ! Welcome to the best decade of your life
This is a really enjoyable album
Play it enough to know it
Play it when you make the things
Play it when you have the moods
Play it over and over
The end
Amen
Friday
✝he $in 'Zin€ @ 10 meMento sTyle
I stumbled across my very own ✝he $in 'Zin€ by chance the other day
[Zine is short for magazine]
The focus is on each of the seven deadly sins, sin zine, The Sin Zine
✝he $in 'Zin€
[Clever]
It was a collaborative piece that reads as an homage to zines
I guess I wanted to make something referencing work that influenced me
I mentioned that I had found this project and now I'm asked questions about it
It's an inexplicable project even for me and that's a weird thing to say
The stylized script, "✝he $in 'Zin€," renders it unsearchable
[Of course]
It does not appear on this blog and relevant searches turn up little
I first searched "sin zine" and got nothing at all
I also got nothing for "zine" or "✝he $in 'Zin€" and far too much for "sin"
But this product would have paired "sin" and "zine"
The stylized script, "✝he $in 'Zin€," renders it unsearchable
This was a dead end
So I went to the email archives
I actually thought I would find something
I got nothing for "the sin zine" or "✝he $in 'Zin€" and far too much for "sin"
But I found a little breadcrumb treat when I searched "zine"
"Zine" returned five results: two ads, two others, and a emailing from me to me
[Of course]
So I opened the mail from me to me and found t ahis grenade:
🚨Future Gift alert🚨 🚨Future Gift alert🚨 🚨Future Gift alert🚨
I sent myself a comic
[Of course]
Achewood of course and this comic of course:
This one: [clicky]
This one:
We thought 2007 was strange but we knew absolutely nothing
That is pretty funny
[Reagan and both Bushes wore tan suits]
Nothing is really that funny anymore
Funny, strange? Sure
Funny, funny? Not really
See?
A classic diversion by a classic diversionist
But we were trying to find out about ✝he $in 'Zin€
[TGA]
There was a reason I was searching archives for ✝he $in 'Zin€
Because I remember very little about why or how ✝he $in 'Zin€ happened
I see it was quite intentional
[Of course]
And it was self-limiting which is pretty smart regardless of why
Pdfs so they can be downloaded and printed
[Download and print it is how it works]
It was wildly collaborative almost impressively so
I guess I talked to people
I guess I convinced people
So how did that happen?
I don't remember
Why did it happen?
"I don't recall"
- Ronald Reagan
Clearly by hosting it on Tumblr I was segregating it or burying it
Or stashing it for safe keeping
This is like a treat in a paper bag: a Food Enrichment Exercise
I found no reference to this zine other than a tiny link on the blog
[Exhibit at right -------------------------------------------------- >]
In a stylized script--"✝he $in 'Zin€--that renders it unsearchable
I found nothing in the email archives that go back that far
But that's the whole thing
Aside from the deliberate rabbit holing future gift special
Getting the art away from context
Stripping it away from context
Removing art from context
Maybe only when I cannot remember how or why something was made
Does it become a finished piece
"I'm a real boy!"
-Pinocchio
This piece is a 10 years old
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