fuckin' rockstar XV
Saturday Night: QUINCUNX headlined at CENTRAL SALOON in Pioneer Square!!that means...they went on late...and I had too much time to drink...and since I counted doubles as singles and shots didn't count at all...I got too drunk. waaaaaaay too drunk.I swayed to their set in a drunk haze...sitting down, head spinning...between songs. From what I recall they kicked ass...as usual. Kickass, ass-kickin' bassist Matt Bird ripping the usual kickass riffs. aside from that: Nothing. All else is a blur.
fuckin' rockstar XIV
found this in the bottom of my purse scrawled on the back of a coaster...I was enjoying a lot of vodka cranberry cocktails that night...as I was one of the few people in the audience for the next phase of BATTLE OF THE BANDS:August 15 show at the Mainstage on Lower Queen AnneQuincunx is second up after Viva Civilian played what seemed like a really loooong set. Quincunx plays together as "Quincunx" for the LAST TIME with a yoko ono (this sounds a little harsh...but like I said: I was pretty drunk...and although dude isn't breaking up the band...they are taking on a new name...) called kdlang or some such shit. Kick-ass ass kicking bassist Matt Bird kicks the usual riffs...while the rest of the band deals with new back-up vocals and 2nd guitar (kdlang...riiiight).(and here's where my writing is too drunk to read): I don't care who wis in this quazi comprehension. Quincunx totally kicks ass in the psycotic cuns aooki. (looks like one of my drunks texts, don't it? I have no idea what I was trying to say...)Here's what I actually remember of the night:I got really drunk. I high-fived Jessica, like a lot. I was wearing my Quincunx t-shirt and more than once pushed my boobs together to show someone my (ahem) shirt. Quincunx really did kick ass...it was a great set. the new guy was really good...and I told him afterwards that I was glad he didn't fuck everything up. Morgin took a bunch of pictures. And I'm really bummed that Quincunx is changing their name.REALLY REALLY FUCKING BUMMED.
You Deserve A Break Today
greasy loose ponytail pulled back to expose a swollen cheek and exhausted eyesmother with swollen breasts to match her belly about to pop out another mouthwatches her stroller-bound son choke on a hamburger his arms flapping furiouslyhis head red and much to large and smooth for a baby (I figure he's close to 5 years old)tears eek out of his eyeseyes not really fixed on anything at allhis brother bored ignores this scenethe mother winces with palm flat on her swollen cheek (I imagine it's an abscess by her pained look)she kicks the stroller, splays her fingers into a panic'd fan aand shakes both hands in the choking child's face.after an awkward moment he gasps-and she stuffs another bite of burger into his hole.
writing prompt 7-5-07: "feet are the new face"
ironically we can finally see where we've beenwhere we're goingand standing stillwhere we waitfinally my feet facea concrete realityour world is greycovered in sheet slabsour forests are the tree circle mediansthe trees pitiful and chokingon fumes and grit from fuelfalling heavy in the airdirt is something you buy in a bagto fill a planter boxa box you fill with baby's breathbecause dry: it's still beautifulmy feet face a sort of callous sadnesswhen they try to recall cool grassbeneath themthisis the future our feet will witness.
Review of Saturday Night's Perform@Performat gig:
red wine and vegan donuts are a delicious combination.'nuff said.
Rant: Rainbow Fags
the thing about "PRIDE" is...rainbows without unicorns make me wanna puke.I mean REALLY what's more gay than a delicate stud with aphallus pokin' outa its forehead while it gallops and prances thru a rainbow meadow...? rainbow windsocks and flags are the WORST!What the FUCK! who really needs a sock to know it's windy?...and as far as the flag goes: I gave up the Pledge of Allegiancebefore anyone ever thought to make it an issue.
Poor Man's Theatre: dreaming on the #10
I fell asleep on the busand dreamedof a fat man eating a raw kidneylike an apple