Beach Death Session 2 – A Mini-Symposium hosted by Vultures, Ravens, and Bald Eagles

The islands are riddled with deer, thanks to the lack of any predators ‘cept those that kill with cars or powder.  As a result, many of the youthful prey animals find themselves unable to create a life for themselves in the places where they are born.

Most find a way to eke by, tonguing carrots from the tourists and greyhairs, taking sneaky hits of herbs from  gardens, and accepting a shadow life filled with vermin, overcrowding, and wandering.

The stubborn ones get it in their bony head that there’s something more out there.  They stare at the horizon and let the green trees and clear beaches fill their minds with poison dreams.  One morning they walk into the water and start swimming, challenging the world to show them more.

Most end up like this.  On another beach, but without the spark of their dreams to keep them moving.  Transformed into something new, their eyes and orifices become the meals of ravens, their skin feed the crabs and sandworms, and their flesh eventually satiates the eagles and the vultures. It’s not a sad thing, and the benefactors welcome their new found friend with ritual and observance.  An age-old question of Try-and-Die, or live in squalor.

Nitro Metal!!

Beach Death – A Mini-Symposium hosted by Vultures, Ravens, and Bald Eagl

There’s nothing more Metal than a death-grimace.  This Otter suffered catastrophic failure of the rib cage, based on my amateur forensics.  But, even cooler than the cause of death, is this second picture – where the skin doesn’t fit the skull – all I can think of is coming out of hyperspace after a particularly difficult crossing, and finding your skin took a slightly different path.  It still fits and it functions adequately at keeping your guts in, but you sure as hell feel like someone else for a long time.  And, you always fear the wind will just blow it off of you at the most inopportune moment.

For my friends in hipster lock-up down south

Friday afternoon work-beer goes out to all of you trapped in down there in pabst-ruled hipster lockdown.  I tip each ice-cold,  maltysmooth, bubblesip in your honor.  The Free live in the shadow of Rainier, and the truly Free live in her 5′oclock shadow.  rAle for what ails you.

I’ve been carryin’ some heavy melancholy as the season changes – watching total beauty in the harvest/NaturalShutdown of the nutrient cycle.  Fearing the winter, and already feelin’ her cold dark nails tearing at my eyes.  This winter is gonna be a right bitch, but on the other side I can already hear the dutch countryside singing.  Roadburn 2010.  I don’t need to get it tattooed cuz i’ve got scar tissue from the future forming on my arms and around my eyelids – it appears we lost atmosphere the next time around – pack for Space.

My swept yagi is all-active

I was re-reading the Popular Mechanics do-it-yourself yearbook from 1975 – to brush up on quadraphonic technology and remind myself of a time when men were men and cars were made of metal.  And of course, found myself distracted by this antenna enthusiast while trying to determine which roof-top array would provide the best FM.

Rocktober concert series

What are YOU doing in Rocktober??

High on Fire, Rocktober 2, Roseland

Dethklock, Rocktober 2, Roseland

Mastodon, Rocktober 2, Roseland.

Reverand Horon Heat, Rocktober 3, Roseland

Motohead, Rocktober 3, Roseland

Kylesa, Rocktober 4, Satyricon

Micho de Noche, Rocktober 9, East End (with Black Elk)

Butthole Surfers, Rocktober 14, Crystal Ballroom

Jesus Lizard, Rocktober 22, Chrystal Ballroom

Fu Manchu, Rocktober 23, Dantes

Earth, Rocktober 29, Berbatis (With Subarachnoid Space and the guitar wizard from Acid Mothers Temple, Makoto Kawabata)

Yob, Rocktober 31, Berbatis

Ludicra, Rocktober 31, Berbatis

Strange Fruit

Spotted this strange, but delicious, fruit as I was scouting apple trees for future poaching.

New Music Device

I just got my new <music device>.  I don’t wanna fill it all the way up w/ music, so i’ve got room to take pics and video’s for y’all.  but, I also have the “desert island” challenge ala “If you were to be away from your mp3 stash for a weekend, what would you need to have available to you…”.

Please lemme know.

a. All Farflung Albums

b. All Hawkwind Albums

c. All Colour Haze Albums

d. enough grateful dead to survive a hangover

e. The Sword

f. Witch

g. Witchcraft

h. Feathers

i. Brightblack Morning Light

j. Dub playlist

k. Reggae playlist

l. UFOMammut

m. Sleep

n. OM

o. Space Ritual

p. White Hills

q. Solace

r. Howlin Rain

s. Roadsaw

t. Orange Goblin

u. US Christmas

v. Acid Mothers Temple

w. Blue Oyster Cult

x. Motorhead

y. Sons of Otis

z. ZZtop

aa. ACDC

bb. El Topo

cc. Danava

dd. Black Mountain

ee. Suma

ff. Wo Fat

gg. E.X.P.

hh. Void Generator

ii. Galactus 77

jj. Kyuss

kk. Electric Wizard

ll. Clutch

mm. Baby Woodrose

nn. Gome Pyle

oo. Skeleton Witch

pp. Chrome

qq. Toner Low

rr. Helios Creed

I will stop here for a beer.

Shrooms make you see things

I walked up behind this stump, and was pretty convinced there was a reptilian demon rising out of it.  Fortunately, upon further inspection, it was just a mushroom.  I will try harder in my summonings.

Trailer Hitch repair

Nothing vice grips and electrical tape can’t accomplish. (via toolmonger)