I decided to try to write to John Coltrane, to write to the beat, to the music, but I just ended up transcribing Ashbery talking about O'Hara for my movie. And I got a headache. Wow. Now back to dancing.
I went around the tracks several times, skipping on the slick cement and I skated with friction. The music was the incomparable DJ Drez. I swooned.
Suddenly the ghost dance partners were out and about in profusion.
I had a vision for the O'Hara movie. Sinead O'Connor singing "when I was a boy" to begin the film.
This album may cause transcendence