some birds are funny when they talk








Stuck in my Head
"Kiss Me Harder" by Bertine Zetlitz
"Hot" by Avril
"Brain Problem Situation" by They Might Be Giants

Now Reading
Number 9 Dream by David Mitchell
Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage by Alice Munro

Recently Finished
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by David Eggers
Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurtry
Mad Tony and Me by Carl Hoffman
Sweet Soul Music by Peter Guaralnick
This Must Be The Place: Adventures of Talking Heads in the 20th Century by David Bowman
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Movies Lately
4 Months 3 Weeks 2 Days
Oscar Nominated Animated Shorts
Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus: Best of Both Worlds Concert Tour
2 Days in Paris
United 93
The Savages
The Bourne Ultimatum
Sweeney Todd
The Departed
What Would Jesus Buy?
Ghost World
I'm Not There
She's The Man
Lars and the Real Girl
Romance and Cigarettes
No Country for Old Men
Into the Wild
I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With
Across the Universe

Shows Lately
Damo Suzuki/Stinking Lizaveta @ Mill Creek
Death and the Maiden @ Curio
Devon Sproule/Carsie Blanton/Devin Greenwood/John Francis @ Tin Angel
Assassins @ The Arden
Oakley Hall and the Teeth @ Johnny Brendas
Isabella and Flamingo/Winnebago and Map Me and Gatz and Songs of the Dragons Flying to Heaven and Sonic Dances and Strawberry Farm and The Emperor Jones and No Dice and Hearts of Man and Principles of Uncertainty and Isabella and BATCH and Addicted to Bad Ideas: Peter Lorre's 20th Century and Car and Sports Trilogy and Explanatorium and Wandering Alice and Must Don't Whip Um and Festival of Lies and A Room of Ones Own and Recitatif @ the Philadelphia Live Arts Festival/Philly Fringe
Martha Graham Cracker and Eliot Levin and Kilo etc. @ the Fringe Cabaret
Lullatone and Teletextile @ Boulder Coffee [Rochester]
TV Sound @ the M Room
Aretha Franklin @ East Dell, Fairmount Pk.
Romeo + Juliet in Clark Park
Daft Punk @ Red Rocks
Spoon @ Rockefeller Park
Ponytail at Pony Pants' House
Mirah/Benjy Ferree @ the 1UC
Tortoise @ World Cafe Live
Hall & Oates...ish
"Nuclear Dreams" - Mascher Dance Group, x2
The Four of Us @ 1812
Machines Machines Machines Machines Machines Machines Machines by Rainpan whatever
Mascher Dance Group/Nathaniel Bartlett
Cornelius @ TLA
Sloan @ World Cafe
In Fluxxxx
Slavic Soul Party!/Red Heart the Ticker @ I-House
the Fantasticks @ Mum
Peter Bjork + Jorn/Fujiya + Miyagi @ fkaTLA
John Vanderslice @ Johnny Brendas
The Books & Todd Reynolds @ 1UC
Into the Woods @ LPAC
The Fishbowl @ the Frear
Caroline, or, Change @ the Arden
Low & Loney, Dear. @ 1UC

Wednesday, June 26

The contest took the form of a performance, in which Frank Zappa wandered through the immense, cluttered room, turning his attention on each "instrument" in term and incorporating each into one long and bizarre piece of "music." Many were rudimentary units combining elements of keyboards, drum machines, and further out synthesizers, with endearingly complex arrays of buttons, knobs and keys. Some were fancifully colored and more oddly shaped, often more aesthetic visually than they are sonically. Hung from a series of hooks on the back wall, and set atop a tall red piece of furniture there, was a collection of odd-looking tangles of thick wire, which Zappa turned to excitedly and began revolving in his hands. It turned out that these were sort of mangled theremins, in different configurations. It was hard to coax much sound from them, but when he did it was pleasingly unexpected. Also in this group, implicitly associated with the others without much rational continuity, were a few other non-musical looking pieces, one bright pink, and one, I remember particularly, shaped like a pelican. These, as it happened, made some sort of noise as well.

To make a long and poorly-remembered dream retelling short, this last group (not the last to be played, though) earned the top prize in this competition (the rules of the contest weren't quite clear, but there must have been some requirement of electronic involvement and a spending limit for materials.) And it turned out to be the handiwork of Liz Fitch (I've decided that must be her last name), in whose otherwise deserted house I was staying at, and on whose TV I was watching the contest (if I wasn't in the room myself.) I left her an excited note congratulating her and utterly surprised by the fact that she partook in the wide world of amateur-electronic-instrument competitions. Looking around the house, I noticed many other odd instruments, pelicans, and the like. Hm. There was more to the dream too, but I can't remember it now. I started reading a book of Matthew Arnold poems after I woke up.

Wow, I had no idea that's what "hirsute" means.

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