Wednesday, November 6, 2013

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I read a poignant New Yorker piece by Patti Smith about Mourning Lou Reed. She said something that delighted me:

"I met Lou at Max’s Kansas City in 1970. The Velvet Underground played two sets a night for several weeks that summer. The critic and scholar Donald Lyons was shocked that I had never seen them, and he escorted me upstairs for the second set of their first night. I loved to dance, and you could dance for hours to the music of the Velvet Underground. A dissonant surf doo-wop drone allowing you to move very fast or very slow. It was my late and revelatory introduction to “Sister Ray.”
Within a few years, in that same room upstairs at Max’s, Lenny Kaye, Richard Sohl, and I presented our own land of a thousand dances."

LAND OF A THOUSAND DANCES!!!

That's what I'm creating here. Plus one.

The Velvet Underground are terrific to dance to, it's true. I think I will tomorrow.

This morning I listened to 99 & Barry though, the 10/4/13 show archived on AfterFM.com. Not only are those guys incredible DJs and an ideal couple, they also make me laugh every time. This morning I was laughing out loud in the graveyard. It felt strange to hear myself laugh in that huge quiet place. I loved laughing there though, laughing in the place of death.
Dreaming of Berlin.
I always stop and look at the Post cover on my way. Big Bill's the new mayor.
These grave photos are endlessly fascinating to me. And I love this woman.d
Didn't quite get this one right, the phones not over the ears. I'll have to recreate it tomorrow.

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