In the early nineties ‘Drag City’ was an important institution with a well tuned ear – they pulled together artists such as ‘Pavement’ and ‘Silver Jews’. They also released various incarnations of Will Oldham’s Palace. Band ‘Smog” started out in the same home environment, one man, one machine, him against the world, fearless and ready to dream.
A man who chooses Stallone’s Rocky over Scorsese’s Taxi Driver is my kind of man, and our explanations of that choice are pretty similar: the story of an ordinary man fighting his way to the top, and a young actor trying to make a great movie is much more appealing then the story of Jesus.
This is the Callahan we relate to. I talk about him and see us, in a circle, atop a ruin which used to be a beautiful villa. There is a oddly green river below. Magical plant binds us. It is nineteen ninety eight. I see an office and blurry visions of the future of music and literature we are destined to change. I am sitting on a mattress stretched on the floor, there are records all around us, turntable is out of commission, skies are above, we trade visions and free ourselves of women by putting them in poems we will write.
Diamond Dancer:http://youtu.be/oMEq_9e02Qc
the art is inside
