So the Jeff Mangum thing was a hoax. The message board post wasn't his writing. But Kelly Ruberto says there were "definite bits of truth" to the fake post, and Robert Schneider dropped what may or may not be a hint about Mangum doing guest work on an Apples In Stereo album. And there were those incidents where he went on stage with Olivia Tremor ( Read more... )

-watching reel after reel of fifties distaster footage
-going on bike rides and singing "Beautiful Baby" to perfect strangers
-seeing a Marx Brothers film for the first time in years
-going shopping with my dad and having no idea what to buy
-eating pizza while Dylan plays pump organ

Jeff Mangum is returning. Like for real. He posted on an Elephant 6 message board to announce it, and Pitchfork has reported on it. He says the new songs are a whole lot different, and no record will be coming out for a while, but the man is making music again.

We recorded piano tracks at Sam's house today. This EP is really really starting to shape up. Our fingers are crossed that it will be finished in some form by the twentieth, which is when we will be PLAYING A SHOW:Tristero, July 20, 9:15 @ Carlos' N Charlie's ( Read more... )

I spent a bit of time last night figuring out how long it would take to get various places where I have friends from Oberlin. 5 hours to Chicago, for Noah, Mike, and other visiting Iowa kids. 6 hours to Ithaca, for Maurice. 8 hours, however, to NYC. Oh well.

I just went to Chicago but I don't even know how to talk about that right now. This is a beautiful poem by Jerome Rothenberg ( Read more... )

This woman's poetry adds new meaning to my life. Seriously, watch the video.

The other night, on Ambien, trying to sleep, I started doing multiples of seven in my head. But I was too out of it with the sleeping pills to actually multiply in my head, so I would start with seven, then add seven, then add seven again, and so on. It was a slow process, with a lot of going back, starting over, etc. I decided that my goal was to ( Read more... )

i want to eat ice-cream with apollinaire
i am testing boundaries
i do not believe in a dream world

whatever we were told

our still-beating hearts
are numbered shop inventory
let's put our purest impulses to work

I went to Grad Knight and it was surprisingly fun. When five o'clock came Sam and I went to Mount Bonnell and talked about life while we watched the sun rise. Then we had breakfast with his parents and he slept while I read Charles Olson's essay, "Projective Verse," and H.D.'s long poem The Walls Do Not Fall. Both of those were really inspiring for ( Read more... )