"If You're Not Angry, You're Not Trying Hard Enough." -- aka Beltaine Rites, Punk Rock Style
I spent the evening in the company of a God. Not quite Celtic Pantheon, although not so far removed as some might think.
I got to spend the evening watching Henry Rollins talk about whatever was on his mind. Which included:
-becoming a "Person of Interest" in Australia & calling their PM a "pussy" in an e-mail to their version of the Homeland Defense office, which was then repeated in many, many papers,
-Iggy Pop is a Rock God, especially when playing with The Stooges
-Trader Joe's (wow, I wish we had one around here)
-being recognized at bad times
-puking on the Trans-Siberian Express (don't eat the fish)
-trying to pick up New Age women
-getting angrier as he gets older instead of mellowing out (nice to know I'm not the only one)
-waking up in Detroit ("AAAAARGHHH!!!!")
-politics (how is it Brazil can figure out how to use ethanol for power & we can't?)
-telling Bill O'Riley what he planned to do with that pen...
-Black Lesbian Presidents
-USO tours ("Do you know who I am?" "No idea, sir." "You might want to look that up before having me hang out with soldiers." One week later... "You don't much like the President, do you?" "Nope." He's done 6 tours. Soldiers love him.)
-The new local noise ordinance ("They should pull you over for listening to bad music. License, registration & give me that Creed CD. Here's a copy of Jimmy Hendrix's Electric Ladyland as a warning..." )
A *LOT* of people there that I recognized- Jim from the comic book store Randy & I used to hang out at, crazy Joe from Mercyhurst, Steve M, whose Mom used to do miniatures with my Mom when we were kids (and little brother of the Mike M who occasionally comments here on my blog) and of course, half of the art department. :)
In fact, I've got the beginings of a new series of work based on something he talked about. HE was talking about his USO tours & going to the hospitals & talking to the wounded soldiers. Most of them are lost limbs & such from grenades & & other things that explode. So I'm thinking about the real cost of this war in terms of what's happening to the soldiers over there. Not sure where the idea's going to go exactly, but it's there & bubbling away in my brain.
Visits with Gods are always inspiring. :)
I got to spend the evening watching Henry Rollins talk about whatever was on his mind. Which included:
-becoming a "Person of Interest" in Australia & calling their PM a "pussy" in an e-mail to their version of the Homeland Defense office, which was then repeated in many, many papers,
-Iggy Pop is a Rock God, especially when playing with The Stooges
-Trader Joe's (wow, I wish we had one around here)
-being recognized at bad times
-puking on the Trans-Siberian Express (don't eat the fish)
-trying to pick up New Age women
-getting angrier as he gets older instead of mellowing out (nice to know I'm not the only one)
-waking up in Detroit ("AAAAARGHHH!!!!")
-politics (how is it Brazil can figure out how to use ethanol for power & we can't?)
-telling Bill O'Riley what he planned to do with that pen...
-Black Lesbian Presidents
-USO tours ("Do you know who I am?" "No idea, sir." "You might want to look that up before having me hang out with soldiers." One week later... "You don't much like the President, do you?" "Nope." He's done 6 tours. Soldiers love him.)
-The new local noise ordinance ("They should pull you over for listening to bad music. License, registration & give me that Creed CD. Here's a copy of Jimmy Hendrix's Electric Ladyland as a warning..." )
A *LOT* of people there that I recognized- Jim from the comic book store Randy & I used to hang out at, crazy Joe from Mercyhurst, Steve M, whose Mom used to do miniatures with my Mom when we were kids (and little brother of the Mike M who occasionally comments here on my blog) and of course, half of the art department. :)
In fact, I've got the beginings of a new series of work based on something he talked about. HE was talking about his USO tours & going to the hospitals & talking to the wounded soldiers. Most of them are lost limbs & such from grenades & & other things that explode. So I'm thinking about the real cost of this war in terms of what's happening to the soldiers over there. Not sure where the idea's going to go exactly, but it's there & bubbling away in my brain.
Visits with Gods are always inspiring. :)