the esoteric and the mundane...this is what i do, just watch the first 4 minutes...
people who don't take anything seriously except the things that are serious
patti smith yma sumac fruko, talib kweli, black star, acid mothers temple, tom waits, laurie anderson, dead kennedys, crass, all sorts of awesome local bands to numerous to name, godspeed you black emperor, billie holiday, los crudos, natacha atlas, nusrat fateh ali khan, iron and wine, calexico, dolly, the congos, cheb i sabbah, moondog, stockhausen, cat power, will oldham, cedric im brooks, tito puente, harry belafonte, marlena shaw, kishore kumar, sigur ros, fela kuti, the slits, john coltrane, beethoven, johnny cash, charlie feathers, aretha, jim white, peggy lee, black uhuru and so on and so on
singing in the rain. latcho drom black cat white cat. samurai movies with spurting blood, things that only kind of make sense but wow do they make sense and how the hell did they do that anyway. brilliant.
things in languages i don't speak, brain damage suits me.
the god of small things, 100 years of solitude, ancient futures: learning from ladakh, handmaids tale, reading lolita in tehran, anything by murikami or bukowski, the birth of christianity, the name of the rose, jivamukti, yoga sutras, encyclopedia of wine, the atlas, the dictionary, books about health and wellness, neitzche, the diversity of life, guns germs and steel, diary of a drug fiend, anything by vonnegut, another roadside attraction, rumi, neruda, t.s.eliot, etc
hermes,