Notreallyhillbilly!! - ProfilesArchive

About Me

I talk about words for a living. Sometimes people listen.

The pen is mightier than the sword, and considerably easier to write with. --Marty Feldman

My Interests

In my own country I am in a far-off land ....

I am strong but have no force or power ....

I win all yet remain a loser ....

At break of day I say goodnight ....When I lie down I have a great fear of falling. ....

....

--Francois Villon

About my page I spend a lot of time writing poems and stories, as well as taking pictures. I don't upload pictures as often as I should. One of my pictures folders is Travels with Kawi. In this folder I'll put pictures I take while on little (or big) trips I take on my Kawasaki. I'd take pictures when I'm riding the BMW, too, but I'm usually riding way too fast to slow down for pics. Sorry, Mom, but promise I'm a safe rider. On the Kawasaki I'm usually off-road, and I've always got my camera with me.

In my blog you'll find some of my writing, mostly little poems, along with a few observations (track back into the blog archive for those), and other junk. Aug. 31 of 06 I started a little fiction project in my blog. If you enjoy reading, or are just intrigued by variety in your life, skip over to the blog. My Aug 30 entry explains it a little.

There used to be a wonderful quote from Irish poet Galway Kinnel in this section.

Go on the Internet and find him talking about poetry and believe it.

Here and there on my pages you'll find some of my photographs, mixed in with a few rambling love poems in my blog, mixed in with a few other things that may or may not be relevant.
All original images and text copyright Jason Masters, and may not be reproduced without permission.

Zhanna's Rose. look 1. July 2006. Nikon Coolpix Digital. Color correction.

Flamenco in Bata, Look 3, Kansas City, MO, 2006. Nikon Coolpix Digital.

I'd like to meet:

Steve McQueen. But he is no longer living. So I figure I can't meet him.

I've actually got this plate.

This is my beautiful mom in 1957.

rest in peace, Paul.

Music:

Sorry for the indulgent list; I tried to just list my current favorites, but the other CDs and LPs threatened me one night in my sleep. Django's calloused fingers whapped my forehead to wake me and Wendy O fired up her Husqvarna. You think Pete Seeger and Woodie Guthrie were peace-loving roots songwriters? Say that when The Asch Recorings LP leaps at you in the shower. I never thought I'd beg a Folkways recording for mercy.

Well, here are a few for now:
Loretta Lynn,
Dead Kennedys,
Petra Haden
The Ramones,
Karen David
Johnny Cash,
Doc Watson,
Southern Culture on the Skids,
Wendy O Williams and the Plasmatics,
The Alchemist Element

The Cramps
Judas Priest,
Bach,
Schubert,
John Coltrane,
The Minutemen,
Velvet Underground,
Mike Watt,
Iron Maiden,
Led Zeppelin,
Waylon and Willie
Black Sabbath,
T.S.O.L.,
Smashing Pumpkins
Audioslave
Black Flag,
Sorry
Husker Du,
Kings of Leon
The Police,
Art Blakey and His Jazz Messengers,
Bob Wills and The Texas Playboys,
Camaron de la Isla,
Carmen Amaya,
Aztec Camera
The Neocons,
The Clash,
The Zeros,
Social Distortion,
Big Country
Tom Waits,
Nirvana
Bob Dylan,
Warren Zevon,
Bruce Springsteen,
XTC
Charles Mingus
Gene Vincent and His Blue Caps,
Nina Simone,
Rammstein,
NIN
Miles Davis
Lucinda Williams,
Boozoo Chavis
Kieth Frank
Pete Seeger
Allison King
Iron and Wine (thanks, for those, acs)
Modern English
Simple Minds
Patsy Cline
King Crimson,
Emmylou Harris

and most importantly,
Buddy Holly.

Movies:

Apocalypse Now
Rashomon
Marathon Man
Citizen Kane
Serpico
No Country for Old Men
Fast, Cheap, and Out of Control
The Yes Men
3 Days of the Condor
Being John Malkovich
Adaptation
The Seven Samurai
Dr. Strangelove, Or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb
Intacto
Dogville
Matchstick Men
All Quiet on the Western Front
Any Documentary by Errol Morris
Any movie by Woody Allen
Any movie by Wim Wenders
Any movie by Jim Jarmusch
Any movie by Stanley Kubrick
Any Spike Lee Joint
Scorsese, of course
Fight Club
Cool Hand Luke
The Quiet Man
21 Grams
Scarface
Carlito's Way
Tampopo
Hell's Angels
On the Waterfront
Taxi Driver
Once Upon A Time in the West
A Fistful of Dollars
High Noon
Sargeant York
Most Gary Cooper Movies
The Magnificent Seven
Midnight Cowboy
12 Angry Men
The Sand Pebbles
The Oxbow Incident
Dancer in the Dark
Capote
North Country
Prizzi's Honor

Television:

Gray's Anatomy, Law and Order: Criminal Intent, SVU, King of the Hill, Futurama, Sanford and Son, Arrested Development, Friends, ER, Junkyard Wars, Seinfeld, The Simpsons, The Streets of San Francisco, Monday Night Football, Masterpiece Theatre, MST 3000, Up All Night, My Name is Earl, South Park, The Daily Show, The Colbert Report, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, News Hour with Jim Lehrer, Drawn Together, Kenny vs. Spenny

Books:

Heart of Darkness
The Road
No Country for Old Men
Buddy Cooper Finds a Way
Chronicle of a Death Foretold
The Shipping News
Lots of Car and bike shop manuals
For Whom The Bell Tolls
A Confederacy of Dunces

The Epic of Gilgamesh
The Old Man and the Sea
As I Lay Dying
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
Suttree
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man,
The Illiad<In Cold Blood

Heroes:

Iron Man
Popeye

John Coltrane
John Bonham
Grace Slick
Johnny Cash

My Blog

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Make every new door an exit.
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 12:09:00 PST

Family killed in 1921 tornado.

Memorial Day seems in a sense to be a different holiday for each of us. For most people it centers around remembering lost service men and women, as well as family members. It's a day both heavy from ...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Mon, 26 May 2008 12:44:00 PST

lyrics for a little song

1)Tired of things that don't go click.Misses the feeling of believing inall the beautiful gears and things that last for years.One afternoon he just laid down andwilled and wished awayeverything. All ...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 05:00:00 PST

The Water Leaves (new poem)

The Water LeavesHer hair swayed away from her neck asshe turned dancing. The floor stippled, uncertain from the flood.The laminate had swelled in the mudwater rising in August. It stayed intoSeptember...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 09:31:00 PST

The Color of Sky (new poem)

The Color of SkyEvening after dinner we walkedto the overlook, high abovethe fallen valley.The edge of something.We gazed west into a sunset made vastby afterstorm clouds.Separate mistscerulean, they...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 06:53:00 PST

Studying Pablo Neruda (new poem)

Studying Pablo NerudaPondering to look like he was ponderingthe pages of Neruda,thinking, "yes, please twinkle your nose becauseSamantha was a sexy witch."Darrin never seemed to know it.Heel-clicking'...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 08:45:00 PST

A Little Fiction

The TwoA Unique Story of Closenessby J T Masters note: This is a little vignette I've been working on here and there for a while. Sort of a point-of-view experiment. I also wanted to see if I could wr...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 02:11:00 PST

Why Write?

Again and again something in one's own life, or in the life around one, will seem so important that one cannot bear to let it pass into oblivion. There must never come a time, the writer feels, when p...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Thu, 19 Apr 2007 09:07:00 PST

Prologue to a book

William H (Coin) Harvey founded an "end-of-the-world" type colony in Monte Ne, Arkansas in the early 1900s. He was a reasonably brilliant social and political theorist, yet little of what he planned a...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 07:08:00 PST

Often Labor (poem)

Often LaborHe labored for her in a spell-swoon,Turned his lens here and there to her,focused her dancing, deeplywith each press and flash.In solo flamenco, her shoes a nail-shod graceShe mused him int...
Posted by Notreallyhillbilly!! on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 08:43:00 PST