painting, booze, music. coffee. carousels, gretsch semi-hollow bodied guitars rigged up with spring reverb amps. making noise. pushing my luck. making pictures of shifty eyed three card monte goons, burlesque dancers, phonographs and ferris wheels. torture mixtape experiments, watching thelonious monk dance to his own music. boggle. give me these things and i'll pay you back with interest.
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crash/boom/hiss noise. a waltz. old black gospel. beirut, hezekiah jones, deerhunter, link wray, sun ra, billy childish, velvet underground, bob dylan, accordion death squad, solomon burke, charles mingus, the hunches, o'death, phyllis dillon, skatalites, m. ward wire/colin newman, kinks, charlie feathers, john zorn, roger miller, son house, country teasers, dirty three, anything that sounds like a carousel, getatchew mekurya, barry black, charlie parker, the black lips, holly golightly. on and on. it's more fun to play or listen to than to list, and there's never enough.
broadway danny rose. delicatessen, sally of the sawdust, cool hand luke, dr. strangelove, safe men, anything with charlie chaplin, sir. some like it hot, the big sleep, paper moon, barton fink, one flew over the cuckoo's nest, barbarella. seriously. and i'm a total sap over movies about the triumph of the goddamn human spirit.
flight of the conchords. the office. somebody give me a t.v.
dreams from bunker hill. the shrinking of treehorn, one hundred dollar misunderstanding. crazy from the heat:the autobiography of david lee roth. ronald searle. hunter s. thompson, ralph steadman, ed gorey, catch-22. bukowski. john fante, dr. seuss.%
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