Author: jae

i am going to go and have a Pepsi One(tm) and a Slim-Fast(tm) and finish watching A Hard Day’s Night; and after that, the BBC production of C.S. Lewis’ The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.

i just realized that, regardless of my having remembered to write about it on at least one other occasion, i have not yet written about something; perhaps, in the end, the most remarkable and sublime thing that happened to me on my fateful visit to Valparaiso, Indiana.

this girl, this beautiful, tragic young maiden i was there to see… several times, she kissed my hand… and it was the most amazingly romantic and wonderful thing on earth to me. i was so touched; so moved by that, that it would have driven me to ecstatic worshipful tears (satori turned inside out? what is that called? it was as if i had just come to the terrifyingly joyful realization that i had all along been looking into the eyes of an actual angel, wings and all; a bodhisattva standing there before me, putting her hand into my chest as if to say ‘see? see this? this i show to you, that you might come to know that you also are ALIVE and adrift among all the celestial spheres and are here with us! all are one, sisya, all are one!’), were it not for the fact that i was too caught up in adoring her myself (puja; my bhakti) to think about anything else.

i remember now that one or two other girls have also done that, and also that one time, a long time ago in a land far away, a young girl literally worshiped at my feet, even kissing them. how intense is that? i am but a toad, yet have felt as Adonis must have felt. surreal, i tell you.

anyways, don’t you worry, i’m not thinking about her and haven’t really for awhile now; i’ve only just been watching a cool show on PBS about Suzan-Lori Parks (brilliant playwright, Top Dog Underdog, about two brothers named Booth and Lincoln), and something reminded me of that as i’ve said sublime moment which i have somehow neglected to mention here.

speaking of plays, i haven’t written a play in something like 15 years now. i used to be prolific, ever since fifth grade when i was in the “special” class and we were doing radio-plays. i got bitten by a bug, and continued to write scripts for years after that. most of them were complete trash, but they were usually big hits. the only ones that weren’t were the really surreal ones, which weren’t total garbage but still garbage. i even once wrote, directed, and starred in the easter play for our church, back when i was a dumb sheep (yet my faith gradually broke within a year or so). by my current standards, it was trash also, but it really went over well and i’ve often been hailed as some kind of playwright or something only nominally true like that.

i guess, then, that i should commence to writing the play i should have written long ago. well, more. the ones i should have been writing all along, instead of trying to be the next poor-man’s Douglas Adams.

fuck, i’ll need a laptop. anybody got one for sale – cheap?

well, hallowe’en wasn’t a TOTAL let down. one really cute thing happened at least. listen (massive parenthetical divergence from the main thing in italics):

the daughter of my mortal enemy (Daisy, this old fat bitch who used to manipulate my grandmother while pretending to be her best friend; also she used to “borrow” (steal) stuff, and on the rare occasion when she’d bring something back, it was on demand (as in, request number two hundred and thirty-five), it was two years too late, it was broken in several places, and it came with a really lame excuse.) …came by with her daughter’s daughter, who’s i’d guess around 8 or 10 years old. cute little thing (only her and her sister are the only ones who aren’t pig-fat in her family) (i say pig-fat, as opposed to naturally large, big-boned, whatever polite way there is to say someone who’s big but SUPPOSED to be; not to be mean, but some people are just fucking hawgs who eat everything in their path, and i’m only talking metaphorically, too. but enough of this bullshit… i’m a big fuckin’ fat-ass (tho’ getting smaller by the minute, thankfully), so i can call another fat-ass a fat-ass if i want to, especially if they’re really just a big goddamn fat-ass.).

anyway, she thrust out her hand with some Sweet-Tarts, proffering them to me for no apparent reason (see below). after a few minutes of convo with her grandmom (i think she’s her grandmoms, i don’t actually know or care), they were sorta preparing to leave, and she did it again, this time with a big ol’ Hershey bar. how sweet! and the way her lil’ hand darted out so suddenly was real cute, kooky lil’ kid. as they were leaving, she said “bye jeremy!” …and it hit me. i don’t remember ever having really met this little girl or anything, but i guess i must have, probably have… i thought ‘maybe it’s ha ha ha how cute’ as she handed me the second bit of her loot, but it hit me when she said my name: this poor little kid, this sweet little lullaby of a human child is probably going through that funny, sweet phase just prior to adolescence (which leads well into the teens most of the time and even far beyond even that in some cases as i slowly discovered the last two years in someone else), where she has a crush on absolutely every young adult male she comes into contact with, apparently even the jaded older surly bearded cynical weird sad ones.

it almost killed me! hahaha, poor sweet little kid. sometimes i wish kids never had to go through the awesome, horrible trauma of having to grow up at all. some kids should stay sweet and innocent and young forever. also, some kids are just cool little kids. truly terrible to say (and evidence of just what an evil old man i’ve become), i wouldn’t have given this kid the time of day before tonight, being that she’s part of a terrible clan i don’t like (it’s really rare that i’m so sour on anyone, let alone entire families!)… in fact, i’ve heard tell that those kids are spoiled little brats (her sister is a “model”, and you know what that means- a model at the age of 14, i mean- can you say “pushy, overbearing parents”? if so, you can say it again. and of course she’s got her little head halfway up her little ass already, thanks to those horrible brutes in her family.), but this one’s now cool by me any day.

anyway, i was touched and humbled by an eight year old today. tore me to pieces, in a really nice way.

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as ever, thanks to wirklichkeit for pointing out cool things.

ugh. hallowe’en, the time of year when i “get” to hang out on the front porch with my grandfather and his dime-store cardboard decorations and electronic noise-making hallowe’en toys while he acts a fool and bangs on an old pot like a true Griswold to get the sound-activated crap to produce bad cacophany. 250mg 5htp needs to kick in NOW. the only thing that redeems this alcohol- and debauchery- free night for me is seeing all the cute little mommies, who are largely around my age.

ast once both religious and heretical, pserv‘s wonderful and horrific comic-style art will give you great whirlwinds of pleasure of the most devious sort.

go there now.

Jam Master Jay of Run-DMC shot dead in NYC.

fuck that. omg, fuck that.

here’s some brand-new pics i took with my trusty little $30 webcam. i think they turned out mostly alright, although i did have to do a lot of cleaning to get the graininess under control. i’m such a vain, pretentious little fucker.

cartoon prayer

look here

lookdown b+w

smoke gets in my eyes – in the garage

in the garage again, looks like i’m smoking on the street somewhere

i think i might use this for my next CD cover. i like it. of course i’ll be going more organic this time.

why won’t this thing light?

xerox prayer – another cool shot

…and i was beginning to think that i was the only asshole with an unpopular take on polyamory.

The Democrats show their mettle — now and for all time!
Morality, American-style.

WOW.

an old friend of mine, who is a serious music nut, a flea market freak, and quite a disturbed collector of Cool and Interesting Things sent me a 2 CD set. it just arrived today.

the first CD is mp3 recordings of every Beatles studio album (with the exception of two that were essentially just repacks), complete with additional tracks tacked on to represent later releases or alternate versions.

the second – and here is where i seriously began to freak out – is all of the weird stuff: oddities, outtakes and alternate versions, demos, live versions, bootlegs, and other ultra-rare recordings! i’m not sure if it’s actually EVERY rarity, but take a look at the freakin’ track listing!

John Lennon & the Quarrymen (first known recording of what would become the Beatles)

57 06 06 PUTTIN ON THE STYLE (June 6, 1957 – St. Peter’s Church, Liverpool)

The Quarrymen

58 08 IN SPITE OF ALL THE DANGER

58 08 THAT’LL BE THE DAY

60 05 CAYENNE

60 05 HALLELUJAH, I LOVE HER SO

60 05 YOU’LL BE MINE

Tony Sheridan & the Beatles

61 06 22 TS&B AIN’T SHE SWEET

61 06 22 TS&B CRY FOR A SHADOW

61 06 22 TS&B MY BONNIE GERMAN INTRO

61 06 22 TS&B MY BONNIE

61 06 22 TS&B NOBODY’S CHILD

61 06 22 TS&B THE SAINTS

61 06 22 TS&B WHAT’D I SAY

61 06 22 TS&B WHY

61 06 24 TS&B TAKE OUT SOME INSURANCE ON ME, BABY

61 12 12 TS&B SWEETGEORGIA BROWN

Decca Records Audition Tapes

62 01 01 DECCA BESAME MUCHO

62 01 01 DECCA CRYING, WAITING, HOPING

62 01 01 DECCA HELLO LITTLE GIRL

62 01 01 DECCA LIKE DREAMERS DO

62 01 01 DECCA LOVE OF THE LOVED

62 01 01 DECCA MONEY

62 01 01 DECCA SEARCHIN’

62 01 01 DECCA SEPTEMBER IN THE RAIN

62 01 01 DECCA SHEIK OF ARABY

62 01 01 DECCA SURE TO FALL

62 01 01 DECCA TAKE GOOD CARE OF MY BABY

62 01 01 DECCA THREE COOL CATS

62 01 01 DECCA TILL THERE WAS YOU

62 01 01 DECCA TO KNOW HER IS TO LOVE HER

62 03 07 BBC DREAM BABY (Beatles first performance on BBC)

62 09 04 HOW DO YOU DO IT

62 12 25 STAR CLUB – TWIST AND SHOUT (Hamburg, Germany – 12/25/62)

62 12 31 STAR CLUB – I SAW HER STANDING THERE GERMAN NARRATION (Hamburg, Germany – 12/25/62)

62 HOUSE OF RISING SUN (’62 outtake)

BBC Performances ’63-’64

63 00 00 BBC SPEECH BEATLE GREETINGS (DATE UNKNOWN)

63 01 22 BBC KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY BABY

63 06 01 BBC A SHOT OF RHYTHM AND BLUES

63 06 01 BBC YOUNG BLOOD

63 06 19 BBC SOME OTHER GUY

63 06 19 BBC THANK YOU GIRL

63 06 24 BBC I GOT TO FIND MY BABY

63 07 00 BBC SPEECH CRINSK DEE NIGHT (DATE UNKNOWN)

63 07 02 BBC CAROL

63 07 02 BBC CLARABELLA

63 07 02 BBC LEND ME YOUR COMB

63 07 02 BBC SOLDIER OF LOVE

63 07 02 BBC THAT’S ALL RIGHT (MAMA)

63 07 10 BBC LONESOME TEARS IN MY EYES INTRO SPEECH

63 07 10 BBC LONESOME TEARS IN MY EYES

63 07 10 BBC NOTHIN’ SHAKIN’

63 07 10 BBC SO HOW COME (NO ONE LOVES ME)

63 07 10 BBC SWEET LITTLE SIXTEEN

63 07 16 BBC I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND

63 07 16 BBC THE HONEYMOON SONG

63 08 01 BBC OOH! MY SOUL

63 08 03 BBC I’M GONNA SIT RIGHT DOWN AND CRY

63 08 27 BBC DON’T EVER CHANGE

63 08 BBC SPEECH RIDING ON A BUS (DATE UNKNOWN)

63 09 03 BBC TOO MUCH MONKEY BUSINESS

63 09 07 BBC LUCILLE

63 09 07 BBC MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE

63 09 SPEECH A LITTLE RHYME (DATE UNKNOWN)

63 12 02 BBC MOONLIGHT BAY

64 01 07 BBC JOHNNY B GOODE

64 01 07 BBC THE HIPPY HIPPY SHAKE

64 03 31 BBC I GOT A WOMAN

64 04 04 BBC I’LL BE ON MY WAY

64 0419 SHOUT

64 0501 BBC FORGOT TO REMEMBER TO FORGET

64 0603 YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO

64 0604 BBC SLOW DOWN

64 06 25 SPEECH BRIAN EPSTEIN (DATE UNKNOWN)

64 06 26 HELP 1 HELP (JAMES BOND INTRO)

64 08 14 LEAVE MY KITTEN ALONE

64 IF I FELL (DEMO) (date unknown)

65 02 05 THAT MEANS A LOT (TAKE 1) (outtake)

65 02 18 IF YOU’VE GOT TROUBLE

65 02 20 BBC THAT MEANS A LOT

Beatles at the Hollywood Bowl

65 08 30 LIVE AT HOLLYWOOD BOWL (1977 RELEASE)

Twist and Shout

She’s a Woman

Dizzy Miss Lizzy

Ticket to Ride

Can’t Buy Me Love

Things We Said Today

Roll Over Beethoven

Boys

A Hard Day’s Night

Help!

All My Loving

She Loves You

Long Tall Sally

65 11 04 -12 BAR ORIGINAL

65 YOU’VE GOT TO HIDE YOUR LOVE AWAY – OUTTAKE (date unknown)

67 04 15 WHAT A SHAME ABOUT MARY JANE (W SYD BARRETT) (with Pink Floyd)

67 11 25 ALL TOGETHER ON THE WIRELESS MACHINE

67 SHE’S WALKIN’ PAST MY DOOR (’67 outtake)

67 STRAWBERRY FIELDS FOREVER (TAKE 15 REMIX) (date unknown)

68 02 08 THE INNER LIGHT

68 07 22 A BEGINNING (instrumental)

68 09 16 STEP INSIDE LOVE LOS PARANOIAS (outtake)

68 DEAR PRUDENCE (DEMO) (demo)

68 HELTER SKELTER ACOUSTIC GONE TOMORROW (date unknown)

68 HEY JUDE (TAKE 9) (date unknown)

68 INDIA (date unknown)

68 JULIA [TAKE] (date unknown)

68 OH MY LOVE

68 SOUR MILK SEA (RARE DEMO) (date unknown)

68 WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS (ACOUSTIC) (date unknown)

69 01 09 TENNESSEE

69 01 24 EVERY NIGHT

69 01 24 HOT AS SUN – CATSWALK

69 01 29 MAILMAN, BRING ME NO MORE BLUES

69 01 29 SHAKE, RATTLE AND ROLL – BLUE SUEDE SHOES

69 01 29 TEDDY BOY

69 01 TO BAD ABOUT SARROWS

69 05 JUNK

69 06 26 GREAT BALLS OF FIRE

69 11 00 SPEECH DEAR WACK!

69 11 26 WHAT’S THE NEW MARY JANE

69 25 02 ALL THINGS MUST PASS

69 BACK IN THE USSR (RARE ACOUSTIC DEMO) (date unknown)

69 EVERYBODY HAS SOMETHING TO HIDE EXCEPT FOR ME AND My MONKEY DEMO (date unknown)

69 SOMETHING (DEMO) (date unknown)

69 YELLOW SUBMARINE ALTERNATE VERSION (date unknown)

69 05 Junk

69 11 00 Speech Dear Whack! (date unknown)

69 11 26 What’s the New Mary Jane

69 25 02 All Things Must Pass

ROOFTOP CONCERT (COMPLETE FINAL CONCERT)

70 01 30 ROOFTOP CONCERT (COMPLETE FINAL CONCERT)

Get Back

Get Back (take 2)

Don’t Let Me Down

I’ve Got a Feeling

One After 909

Dig A Pony

I’ve Got a Feeling (take 2)

Don’t Let Me Down (take 2)

Get Back (take 3)

CHRISTMAS ALBUM (64-69 FAN CLUB COMPILATION) (issued to fan club members – flexidiscs)

70 CHRISTMAS ALBUM (64-69 FAN CLUB COMPILATION)

The Beatles’ Christmas Record (Dec 6, 1963)

Another Beatles’ Christmas Record (Dec 18, 1964)

The Beatles’ Third Christmas Record (Dec 17, 1965)

The Beatles’ Fourth Christmas Record – Pantomime: Everywhere it’s Christmas (Dec 16, 1966)

Christmas Time is Here Again! (Dec 15, 1967)

The Beatles’ 1968 Christmas Record (Dec 20, 1968)

The Beatles’ Seventh Christmas Record (Dec 19, 1969)

94 03 FREE AS A BIRD (ANTHOLOGY)

95 02 REAL LOVE (ANTHOLOGY)

95 FREE AS A BIRD ULTRA RARE TAKE W ALT VOCAL & LYRIC

GEORGE – BANGLADESH

GEORGE – DARK HORSE

GEORGE – FOR YOU BLUE

GEORGE – GIVE ME LOVE (GIVE ME PEACE ON EARTH)

GEORGE – GOT MY MIND SET ON YOU

GEORGE – MY SWEET LORD (REMASTERED)

GEORGE – WHAT IS LIFE

GEORGE – WHEN WE WAS FAB

GEORGE – YOU

GEORGE W/ CLAPTON – WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS

JOHN – FREE AS A BIRD (DEMO)

JOHN – NOBODY TOLD ME

JOHN – REAL LOVE (ACOUSTIC GTR DEMO – TAKE 4)

JOHN 1969 COLD TURKEY

JOHN 1969 GIVE PEACE A CHANCE

JOHN 1970 INSTANT KARMA

JOHN 1970 LOVE

JOHN 1971 HAPPY XMAS WAR IS OVER

JOHN 1971 IMAGINE

JOHN 1971 JEALOUS GUY

JOHN 1971 POWER TO THE PEOPLE

JOHN 1973 MIND GAMES

JOHN 1974 #9 DREAM

JOHN 1974 WHATEVER GETS YOU THRU THE NIGHT

JOHN 1975 MOVE OVER MS L

JOHN 1975 STAND BY ME

JOHN 1980 BEAUTIFUL BOY DARLING BOY

JOHN 1980 DEAR YOKO

JOHN 1980 I’M LOSING YOU

JOHN 1980 JUST LIKE STARTING OVER

JOHN 1980 WATCHING THE WHEELS

JOHN 1980 WOMAN

PAUL & WINGS – COMING UP (LIVE)

PAUL – EVERY NIGHT -UNPLUGGED

PAUL – FREEDOM (STUDIO ENHANCED) – BONUS TRACK

PAUL – FREEDOM (STUDIO SINGLE)

PAUL – FREEDOM NYC LIVE 2001 10 20

PAUL – GOODBYE (DEMO)

PAUL – NO MORE LONELY NIGHTS (PLAYOUT VERSION)

PAUL – NO MORE LONELY NIGHTS

PAUL – SIMPLY HAVING A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS TIME

PAUL – SUICIDE (DEMO)

PAUL – THE LOVELY LINDA

PAUL & WINGS – BAND ON THE RUN

PAUL & WINGS – BIP BOP-HEY DIDDLE

PAUL & WINGS – GIVE IRELAND BACK TO THE IRISH

PAUL & WINGS – JET

PAUL & WINGS – JUNIOR’S FARM

PAUL & WINGS – LIVE AND LET DIE

PAUL & WINGS – MAYBE I’M AMAZED

PAUL & WINGS – MY LOVE

PAUL & WINGS – SILLY LOVE SONGS

PAUL & WINGS – THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD (LIVE)

PAUL & WINGS – TOO MANY PEOPLE

PAUL & WINGS – UNCLE ALBERT-ADMIRAL HALSEY

PAUL W DONOVAN – HEATHER (BOOTLEG)

PAUL & WINGS – LET EM IN

RINGO – BACK OFF BOOGALOO

RINGO – BEAUCOUPS OF BLUES

RINGO – ONLY YOU

RINGO – PHOTOGRAPH

RINGO – YOU’RE SIXTEEN, YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL, AND YOU’RE MINE

RINGO – IT DON’T COME EASY

RINGO – NO NO SONG

RINGO – OCTOPUS’S GARDEN (LIVE)

RINGO W JOHN – I’M THE GREATEST

it is highly likely that he actually owns physical copies of all this stuff, including alternate covers.

p.s., no, i don’t own a CD burner. sorry!!!!!!!

when i hear jazz music, really good jazz music, i know that i am alive.

i’m not talkin’ about no damn Kenny G; none of that new soft crap. i mean Coltrane, Miles, Bird, Shepp, Thelonious, Dizzy, Satchmo… them cats’s what do it for me.

there needs to be a new movement in music.

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as promised, here is a special surprise!

surprise, surprise!
what can i say? i didn’t get very many clothes for my birthday. MEH!

pixellated for your protection

(actually, it’s me wearing all the cool clothes i got for my birthday.)

tomorrow, if i have the time, there will be a special surprise, just for you!

thanks to mistressxenobia for always finding the cool ones…

Which tarot card are you?
(damn, i thought i’d get the cool one)

“Wait, I’m not a dictator!” you cry! Well lets look at the check list: Unelected? Check! Use wars and xenophobia to boost popularity? Check! Total control of the media so they never say a bad word against you? Check! Kill scores of innocent people to get what you want? Check! Do anything to get your hands on oil? Check! Inhumane treatment of prisoners? Check! Face it, you’re a dictator, and no amount of gloss will hide that fact… or the fact you’re a borderline retard who looks like a monkey! What tin-pot dictator are you? Take the “What Dictator am I?” test at PoisonedMinds.com

…but can you orgasm in the form of a question?

What’s your sexual perversion?

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take the nerd test.

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oh, and don’t forget
my onomatopoeia quiz…

The Ten Strangest Masters of the Universe Figures Ever

my personal favourite has always been Buzz-Off, whose persona (in fact his entire race) my friends and i hijacked in sixth grade in order to form our very own parody cult. (see people, i have EXPERIENCE with this stuff.) this cult actually lasted for years, and for all i know there may be little Buzzorian Senators running flying around to this day.

i’ve noticed in the past few years a trend that bothers the hell out of me as a musician. it’s all these kids buying software that lets them “create” “music”. mainly, they’re putting together samples of actual musicians and looping bits of prerecorded riffs. and they’re getting recognized as “musicians”. the whole instant DJ thing. i don’t entirely discount the things that actual turntablists do… in fact, i’ve seen people do things that were truly phenomenal and astounding; things i’d have no objection whatsoever with calling “music”. but those people are few and far in between (i’m saying: less than one in a thousand).

take it down a notch, and you’ve got some lame-brain with a computer, a few CDs, and some loop-based software, who throws a bunch of stuff together and then has the audacity to say that s/he “created” it, and you’ve got one pissed-off moffra. i took a few years of piano lessons, studied music theory in high school. i taught myself how to play the guitar, and i play it pretty well. same with the blues harp. never had one lesson on the guitar or harmonica, and i don’t feel that i ever really need to take a lesson again on any instrument (unless i pick up something that takes a technique i just can’t quite get a handle on), because god dammit, i know how music works. in fact, i know music well enough to be able to break the rules intentionally and still come out unscathed. i even know how to play a wrong note! believe it or not, there’s a trick to doing that as well, just as in skateboarding there’s a trick to bailing without getting separated from your limbs. (for those who need to know: play that fucker over and over like you meant to play the wrong note to begin with… it’ll end up sounding like you’re actually a sophisticated jazz cat, or at worst, a punk-assed meathead who’s actually heard John Coltrane.) and i can learn to play just about any song i hear, even if i’ve only heard it once. damn straight. here’s another cool thing this real musician can do: play me a note, any note. set your watch. in ten minutes, tell me to tune my whole axe to that note. ten bucks says i pull it off without having to hear the initial note again, and probably i’ll have my axe tuned up to the proper pitch within two minutes or less. and if i’m sharp or flat, it’ll be barely so.

anyway, if anybody asks… i do like electronic music, but i’m ten times more likely to dig it if i know it came from cats actually playing instruments, rather than looping a bunch of wanky samples and maybe processing it afterwards. Tangerine Dream and Meat Beat Manifesto beats DJ so-and-so any fucking day. anybody who may disagree with me on this can stuff it up their ass, because i WORK at music.

what’s with me and super-cool chicks thousands of years younger than me who live at opposite ends of the next state over? Indiana’s been levelled, New York* and Pennsylvania are just one lousy remark by me away from total devastation. i will not deal with any god damned West Virginia hicks. and Michigan hasn’t announced themselves yet…

what the fuck! doesn’t Kentucky have the internet yet?!

* yeah, i know, but it’s close enough.

my fucked-up junkie mom‘s birthday is today. FUCK YOU, moms.

what a horrible cunt to have entered this sick and depraved world from. christ.

don’t worry, ALL my birthdays are like this the next day (sometimes memory can suck). revolting, like me.

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happy birthday driftwood!!!!!!