Neko Case. Coke Zero. Shoulder hurts, neck pinching. Semi-successful STUMPTOWN pages on the desk (after three false starts).
Tomorrow night the Capillaries return to the Sunset, where I met Machelle four years ago. Different lineup, same songs—I’ve been remiss.
Feeling full of ideas, art swimming around in there in fragments and in vivid fluids, trying not to lose them in the grey water, trying to spit them out full-color.
John Sloan, Aaron Gorson.
Oil wells off the coast of Venice, CA and the fetid canals and lagoons.
Superheroes are the power-pop of American art.