So I'm sitting home listing to Strunz & Farah loud. Rhythmic. Nice. Reading Tours of the Black
Clock by Steve Erickson. Brain squashing, anger, sex and violence, and maybe even some
intelligence. And I'm thinking this is pleasant and the cold almost becomes inconsequential.
Earlier listening to "Greek Fire" by Annabouboula, sort of funky rock Greek music. I only remember
one song in English, strange lyrics about condoms next to the bed. I wish for a moment or
two that I knew Greek. Strunz & Farah continue. Like Martin Denny walks in, bird calls, beads
jangling, bit better than Martin. Sorry Martin, how's it hangin'? Although they seem to be having fun with
the titles on liner notes on Annabouboula like "The Little Squirt (To Pitsirikaki)" "'The clever little
beggar boy would really like a toke, but he bumps into a cop so he asks him for a smoke.' ", I particularly
like the title and notes on the first song, "I'd Rather Set Myself on Fire" "'Inspired by a traditional amanes
(vocal improvisation) on the lines "I will set fire to myself and let Charon search for my soul among the
ashes.'" And it also feels good that typing those lines seem to be right in rhythm with a song on Strunz
& Farah. Meanwhile Doug the dog has taken my seat on the couch. Doug the dog had three stitches
to a wound from an unknown source today. I watched the vet press the needle into Doug's wound and
the blood start. Then she thought she should scrape the sides of the wound a bit so there would be
fresh flesh pressing together rather than dead flesh. Sorry, makes me think of necrophilia, sort of. I
think the needle looked a little curved, uh, the needle she sewed with not the needle from the syringe.
Which sent me off in another direction about the people who affix fish hooks into their flesh, either to
hold up a holy platform on their long march to some shrine, or just to drag something along. Do they
drag something along to drag out their soul? Or drag something out of their soul? Or maybe drag
something into their soul? Emptiness there can be a good feeling and/or it can be a bad feeling.
Maybe I should go back to reading Tours of the Black Clock and take another Severe Cold Contac.
Yeah. YEah.