About Me
new 10 song CD 'Walk the Plank'Video: Here COme the Floodshello. i have been waiting for you. waiting since the invention of fire. waiting since the time before language. waiting since van gogh cut off his ear and the first human cried the first tear. You are the special one. the one who takes my nervous energy away
. the one who plays the strings of my heart like devendre plays his acoustic guitar. the one who fills my soul with light from a thousand burning stars the takes my emptiest thoughts and fills them with pure meaning. please don't make me wait darling. i have already waited twisted centuries and a million lonely nights. pinned down on a mattress screaming for you. longing for your hand to touch my aching, heavy head. praying that one night we will sleep naked in the loving sweat of our painted bedroom. i can picture you so clearly. pearched in front of your canvas painting deadpan portraits of your perfectly poised, upright body. but inside all the bones have been crushed. your body crucified by metal and oil. but your hand and mind unharmed and feeling everything, every second. no more staring at your picture. and no more thinking about your body. i know in the end we will swim together thru percolating oceans filled with diving ducks and flying fish. and lie down together in the brown mother who birthed us.reprinted from 11211 Magazine, Willimasburg, Brooklyn. Issue 23. Volume 4 No.5. By Paul Polsinelli: "JoshuaGabriel.
that's one word.he got rid of the space in his name and filled it with Substance. Mind brought forth a Creative edge, no apologies for his straight shooting, straight forward, but never straight laced Musical Vibe. yeah, he used to DJ too, but let's forget that for now. it's all about bringing forth the new agenda of new thought for the new audience; the ones that Connect more than Listen; the ones to whom Listening is just a physical thing.took those old DJ LP's, touched a marker to them and let free flowing Thoughts in original code Express themselves unhindered. Hieroglyphic doodles on another man's trash and simple unnoticed, unappreciated, previously unliving objects; common man-made things the fabric of which is the canvass of Life. what the hell are these doodles? perhaps a maze leading to the innermost workings of your own Subjectivity, signposts of random Thoughts and cryptic shapes sometimes blocking, sometimes showing a new way through. delve in, get hypnotized by your own self connecting to the basicness of the formula. get stuck in a big piece of small details, each a small piece of the big detail.there's a message coming out of Music and Art encoded in the binary ethers, resting in a place that doesn't really exist until called on and observed, knock… knock, the password is www.JOSHUAGABRIEL.com. it's reaching out, say Yes and let it touch you. go on a Journey into that Energetic space of Possibilities and consider that this one might be all or even Zen enough to be none. find it in the Lyrics, find it in the Notes, find it in the simple cryptic Drawings that make you stop short in Epiphany, but just find it.Life reflecting Art, he dwells in an underground labyrinth, marked by a rusty, industrial, steel gate of Abstract twisted metal opening to stone stairs leading down into 'somebody lives here?' marked by details of Art and Life that makes your eyes Dance in Curiosity. in his abode the Writing is on the walls. past a twisting tunnel of roommate's doors, the living space abrupted by a boiler room torture chamber straight out of a B Movie; shitty lighting, stench of age and oil, decaying walls, pulsating heat and all.sit in this Vibe and Postulate, share Ideas while he Strums along on his Guitar and adds Life and Meaning to you and him. there is no line between what is Real and what is conjured in conjecture in this World, Artist Epitomized. Space half residence, half Art studio, half Music house with stage and all. yeah, three halves equaling one Whole; stop and Think.Awareness, Activism, politicl Liberal spectrum, this one's still trying to make a difference. Growing his Art and Music to the adulthood of Social Thought and just plain Thought. stopping and Considering so to Create, so to pass it on. Cool spirit, Coolness born out of rejecting "coolness.""Hey Josh, you want money, and fame, and fortune?""Sure, that'd be nice too."Real.got politics? Yeeeaaah, Permeates his thing. tired, like you and me, of this right and that right. Wings open with both arms, catching the warm updraft of Change, swooping Left to divebomb the corporate agenda. This ain't no sparrow, it's a baby Eagle.cant' overinflate it, got a natural release valve of Humble and 'I hear ya.' you be Straight and I'll be Straight. didn't hit the billboard pop charts yet but there's another chart called Spirit. Did his rounds on college radio, got some props. Don't think small, the young are more righteous. check his next show, Woden's day, April 28th, at the Sidewalk Cafe. don't Believe me, seeing is Believing.why? because it is. random, maze variable, tangent, confused sense, Clearly hazed, invisible shield to those without Sight. that's Art, that's Music! Perfect in imperfection, you could miss it, dismiss it, look right past it, look right through it, even ignore it, but it will still be there, Daring you to Recognize it. Look into it, fall into it, Understand the Miracle; Creation made Life now Life Creates.falling short of Bliss and landing somewhere around 'cooool' and 'thank you, my brother' is an Experience to have. Set that to music; a kind of easy folk with and edge sharp enough to wedge into your Conscious, beat just steady and heavy enough to Focus you right there. looks can be deceiving but you don't need eyes for this stuff, just a Brain and a Heart. Tune into the Rhythms of Vibrational Strings surrounding the things, feel it just outside the senses in that place that we can't quite put our fingers on but somehow Music and Art seems to know how to find it, especially good Art and Music."I edited my profile with Thomas Myspace Editor V4.4
