It’s time
it’s fancy time
its fancy time to Spring
It’s fancy time to spring up, up way up.
from VIBRATIONs
Paolo ( DJ Argento, of NUDE and my former partner in music making) posted this one on Myface. Blew my mind (not hard to do.) Synchronistically I was thinking about the Earth’s magnetic fields (like a lot of people lately) just last night as I lay fast not sleeping. I was thinking of balancing myself, face up, totally horizontal on the coffee table on top of something like a saddle with a ball under it (stop thinking that.) I imagined using myself as a compass needle. I wonder if it would work? …would holding quartz crystals over my head for amplification help at all? Maybe I should email Shirley Maclaine about this…Does anybody know where I can get a few of those gigantic Chanel crystals from the show a few days ago? I bet they would work the best.
I wonder where they went?
The synchronicity actually began yesterday when I met the man responsible for The Magnetic Fields. Everybody loves them, which is nice, because they’re really good. They’re going down to Austin for a festival – so Chandler – heads up – show em a good time.
Can’t wait!
Now it can be told. This is very important.
Get movin, get groovin,
Come on everybody do it (with feeling!)
That’s the perfect production sound of Raw Silk, not to be confused with Raw Satin, which are Ann Margret’s back up dancers. (cheek suck with eyebrow lift.)
The group consisted of two Crown Heights Affair members, Ron Dean Miller and Bert Reid, and three female vocalists Jessica Cleaves, Sybil Thomas, Tenita Jordan.
The memories consist of Sister Dimension looking down from above teaching us, Lady Kier with extremely short hair and Bunny suddenly becoming very serious about dancing to this rare groove. We studied hard. We learned.
Thanks to Armen for pointing this one out.
Take that Kraftwerk!
…has led to a relevant quote.
“Great plays aren’t written, they’re re-written.”
Flirtation Walk – A Warner Brothers picture.
It’s Dick and Ruby and until Mickey and Judy they couldn’t be beat – but then again, that was a different time. You don’t really get many cadet pictures these days. Pity, because when it’s set to music the cadet scene has a real appeal. Do you think I should just check myself into Bellview tomorrow morning or I should wait for the nice men in the white coats to pick me up and escort me?
Dick Powell, people – a great singer.
This little ditty is one of my favorites…OF ALL TIME! There – I said it.
He’ll put the mortgage through…. that’s worth anything.
Thank you god for parmesan cheese
Harebrained
Remote Motors
Distant Granite
Effervescent gyrations
And all the relevant attached emotions we have towards technology
Secret atomic self-sustaining colors
Non existent but relevant
Contributing to epic essences
That you need
To fuck yourself
God bless Whitney Houston
Sister Dimension. NYC. 2012
Hey Hey we are the Monkees. You know we love to please.
A manufactured image, with no philosophies.
We hope you like our story, although there isn’t one.
That is to say there’s many.
That way there is more fun.
You told us you like action and games of many kinds.
You like to dance, we like to sing,
So let’s all lose our minds!
Hey Hey we are the Monkees.
We’ve said it all before.
The money’s in, we’re made of tin we’re here to give you more.
That’s from HEAD starring The Monkees. When I met Jack Nicholson the first thing I said was that HEAD is one of my favorite movies. He paused ever so slightly and smiled and said thank-you. Nuf said. It was written and produced by Jack and Bob Rafelson in 1968.
By the way – all the coolest people love the Monkees.
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