fridays slc |
friday at cafe l'astelier (downtown fools! across from capitol theater, 57w 200s)
this friday mind youoctober 10van goghs ear and friends are having an open mic jamwe're gonna have a great timeso bri...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Oct 2008 08:48:00 GMT |
Tales of Babylon |
Sometime ago these dusty soles wandered the breadth of Eastern Shores. I journeyed as far as Babylon. Here are some dusty entries from that Fair Woman.
"We are all but Davids and this whole worl...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jul 2008 08:41:00 GMT |
empty city |
and suddenly all the noise stops, the yelling and cursing, the honking of a million taxis, the grit and squish of wet pavement, the huf and guf of working men, the singing of car alarms, suddenly its ...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 10:58:00 GMT |
lost in the cowboy state |
winter held us in mountain town airthe home of oil riggers and natural gas diggerspipe line layers, cattle raisers, cowboy drifterslost somewhere in this cowboy state.Rawlins Wyoming, population 9 tho...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 09:57:00 GMT |
The Town and The City |
listen to Ti Jean:
"Now they've done it, they've done it again! We'll hear all about it before it's through, and after it's through! Now they'll start passing out the buttons, and then when it gets go...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 13:07:00 GMT |
song lyrics inspired by George Orwell |
1) I finished reading "Animal Farm" on a sunny park bench in Central Park New York last year, my heart swelled and I considered Orwell a prophet for the amazing forsight and accuracy in which he layed...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 07:36:00 GMT |
Tales of Discord; v.4 I remember those days... |
In early summer mornings as the leaves sparkled green and the wind was still fresh and full of flowers we would walk down those long sloping hills leading from the Avenues, passing under wild plum and...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Oct 2007 13:00:00 GMT |
Tales of Discord; Volume 3, Jail Birds |
-As hip young musicans we used to frequent a bar called the W Lounge in downtown Salt Lake on Wednesday nights for their indie/ electronica/ hips...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 14:11:00 GMT |
Tales Of Discord, Volume 2 |
TRAIN HEADING SOUTH
-during a drunken night sometime in the summer, perhaps before we were called O Discordia we were called Legend Has It... and it was just Tom and Myself. We had spent the summer re...
Posted by on Fri, 31 Aug 2007 19:18:00 GMT |
Tales of Discord, volume 1 |
this is my first epic miileu of Tales shared by Tom, Kim and myself during our lofty years as the worlds best unknown band...
-during cold november nights in....um...was it 2005? Tom and I were homele...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 11:13:00 GMT |
