French doors hide holy whores
clammy hands hold pastel pearls
princess phone,
but prince ain’t home
curdled cries in the cream
tears in the milk
a two-faced bouillabaise
ladled on a crushed kerchief
Catcalls at the dance hall
back buried in the wall
like a page-pressed petal
waiting for a wave
the hand grazed twelve
like a watch wound with wind
sent away in a hansom
too ripe for a ransom
tickled white to red
wet grape on the gums
her eyes sin come up quick
like a lantern swelled and pricked
spilt oblivion on the road
too slick to keep steady
careening and caroming
like passed-off partners
exchanging this world for another.
3.14.2008
Gone back to Cali.
Some photos from the recent journey.
1. Still Life Without Woodpecker
2. T & A (Tyrrell & Alice) for brunch.
3. Good to see you too, Frank.
4. A Moment of Sobriety
5. Congrats to Marcin for appearing in the GAYEST picture of all time. Again.
1. Still Life Without Woodpecker
2. T & A (Tyrrell & Alice) for brunch.
3. Good to see you too, Frank.
4. A Moment of Sobriety
5. Congrats to Marcin for appearing in the GAYEST picture of all time. Again.
2.20.2008
Promises, Promises...check out my new 'Dø.
I'm going to post more often. For real. Your pleas, emails, late night phone calls, and mail bombs have not gone unnoticed. A guy who's a media junkie should have more to say on the subject. So I'm going to try and do that.
Recently on a film blog I peruse I stumbled across a passing mention of a French band called The Dø. That's pronounced "doe" as in Do-Re-Mi. Yeah, they're named after the musical scale. How precious is that?
Anyway, like all good French bands, they sing in English for that full international appeal (e.g. Phoenix), though one song is in FInnish, the first language of the singer.
I'll save myself the trouble and link to a very good write-up I was able to Google:
The Dø - A Mouthful
There are comparisons to Bjork, M.I.A., The Cardigans, and Blonde Redhead, and I guess the impressive thing is that this band managed to touch on all of these theoretical influences while still carving out something distinct. There are some songs on their debut album (titled ironically, A Mouthful) that are much more delicate and stripped-down than the vibe those names might conjure up (check the banjo sound on "Stay").
Anyway, if you go to YouTube and do a search for "the do a mouthful" you should be able to find most of the songs on this album for your streaming pleasure. Here are some highlights:
Playground Hustle
At Last
Stay
Queen Dot Kong
Song For Lovers
I was able to acquire the entire album, but you'll have to do some hunting as it hasn't been released in the United States yet. They also have yet to tour outside of Europe. I've been listening to them pretty incessantly the last few weeks (along with Vampire Weekend, who don't really need my promo help at this point), and I'm expecting a pretty big breakthrough for them at some point. Join me and beat the bandwagon, or maybe we'll just have to organize a trip to France to see them play live.
Here's their first official video:
On My Shoulders
And most importantly, their MySpace page:
myspace.com/thedoband
Recently on a film blog I peruse I stumbled across a passing mention of a French band called The Dø. That's pronounced "doe" as in Do-Re-Mi. Yeah, they're named after the musical scale. How precious is that?
Anyway, like all good French bands, they sing in English for that full international appeal (e.g. Phoenix), though one song is in FInnish, the first language of the singer.
I'll save myself the trouble and link to a very good write-up I was able to Google:
The Dø - A Mouthful
There are comparisons to Bjork, M.I.A., The Cardigans, and Blonde Redhead, and I guess the impressive thing is that this band managed to touch on all of these theoretical influences while still carving out something distinct. There are some songs on their debut album (titled ironically, A Mouthful) that are much more delicate and stripped-down than the vibe those names might conjure up (check the banjo sound on "Stay").
Anyway, if you go to YouTube and do a search for "the do a mouthful" you should be able to find most of the songs on this album for your streaming pleasure. Here are some highlights:
Playground Hustle
At Last
Stay
Queen Dot Kong
Song For Lovers
I was able to acquire the entire album, but you'll have to do some hunting as it hasn't been released in the United States yet. They also have yet to tour outside of Europe. I've been listening to them pretty incessantly the last few weeks (along with Vampire Weekend, who don't really need my promo help at this point), and I'm expecting a pretty big breakthrough for them at some point. Join me and beat the bandwagon, or maybe we'll just have to organize a trip to France to see them play live.
Here's their first official video:
On My Shoulders
And most importantly, their MySpace page:
myspace.com/thedoband
1.21.2008
"COVER STORY"
Espionage-a-trois:
bermuda triangled
off the map
a pajama’ed catnap
waterproof wills
and airtight appetites
unfurl the sail
when the wind bends to bite
our correspondence coarse
kicked in the connect shin
minor bruises in major battles
are permanent pinches
like brands upon cattles
have you herd
the swallowed suffix
of each dirty word?
her curses come
under rays and ribbons
sent with sweet scent
ex postmarked the spot--
a covert corner of the world
where leaves are curled
but not long enough to hide
a layaway who lied
compass in a bucket
and see if by luck it
will lead you to bounties
of blackberried treasure;
when you hear my cry
with sextant you’ll measure
the place where your anchor
will incur the end of the line.
bermuda triangled
off the map
a pajama’ed catnap
waterproof wills
and airtight appetites
unfurl the sail
when the wind bends to bite
our correspondence coarse
kicked in the connect shin
minor bruises in major battles
are permanent pinches
like brands upon cattles
have you herd
the swallowed suffix
of each dirty word?
her curses come
under rays and ribbons
sent with sweet scent
ex postmarked the spot--
a covert corner of the world
where leaves are curled
but not long enough to hide
a layaway who lied
compass in a bucket
and see if by luck it
will lead you to bounties
of blackberried treasure;
when you hear my cry
with sextant you’ll measure
the place where your anchor
will incur the end of the line.
11.05.2007
...and some pictures
Forgive the Coveyesque nature of some of these, but of course one can't hold a monopoly on cell phone cam neo-realism...
(click for larger versions)
(click for larger versions)
Better late then--never mind.
And what do I have to show for it?
Not much.
As for this next bit, I was on a plane. So you can't complain (that makes two Nirvana references, if you're counting):
MISSED HER SAND, MAN
whisper powder in a sleeping ear:
the words that taunt and haunt
the corners of the slumber mill;
faith burrowed, brow furrowed
in a taciturn toss ‘n’ turn
on a rain-rinsed morning
it’s goodbye to bottle-nosed notions
and past-due date potions,
tho’ a linger of maudlin malady remains,
resistant to elixir’s refrain;
so summon the sawbones,
swing a bell rope side t’side,
quit the calm from the clapper,
blow out a reveille
for the noontime napper
pack a pail o’ prudence
'ere you sing a song o’ sixth-sense;
as minnows grow to Mopey Dicks,
the eggs will soon be citizens.
Not much.
As for this next bit, I was on a plane. So you can't complain (that makes two Nirvana references, if you're counting):
MISSED HER SAND, MAN
whisper powder in a sleeping ear:
the words that taunt and haunt
the corners of the slumber mill;
faith burrowed, brow furrowed
in a taciturn toss ‘n’ turn
on a rain-rinsed morning
it’s goodbye to bottle-nosed notions
and past-due date potions,
tho’ a linger of maudlin malady remains,
resistant to elixir’s refrain;
so summon the sawbones,
swing a bell rope side t’side,
quit the calm from the clapper,
blow out a reveille
for the noontime napper
pack a pail o’ prudence
'ere you sing a song o’ sixth-sense;
as minnows grow to Mopey Dicks,
the eggs will soon be citizens.
7.11.2007
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