PDX Pop Now

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I went to PDX Pop Now yesterday afternoon. It's a 3 day, all local, all ages, free festival of sorts. Where anyone can come and listen to bands play on one of two stages. All kinds of music. All kinds of people. Definitely a cool experience; really chill atmosphere only a few blocks from the Eastbank Esplanade.  

If you ever have the opportunity to see the band: Orquestra Pacifico Tropical don't pass them up.

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Today Stuff

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Today:

  1. Saw an art I'd like on my wall.
  2. Bought new jeans. Including a blue pair. First blues in at least 8 years. I felt a little more American just trying them on. 
  3. Martha and I filmed a new episode of A.B. TV.
  4. Took time to admire the beautiful Portland skyline.
  5. Also I got a new hat
  6. And gave that cute girl a lucky penny,  

Life As Of Late

A lot is happening. A lot that doesn't justify being typed about because I just need to let it simmer inside and people will catch on later.

I went out with Paige, Dana, and Tim Tim last night. It was a damn good time. I don't see Dana enough. She's a good soul. It's really rare to run into a fellow fox on the streets.

I went to my first open mic at a place called The Elixir Lab on NE Alberta. I felt like I was in a mental institute on a pirate ship. Eccentric but in tune with a greater goodness of art and creativity. It was a beautiful experience and I think this will become a regular Wednesday night ritual of mine. 

It's one of those experiences you get lost in and can't believe these people are playing just for the fuck of music and expression. How are they not playing to the masses? And at the end of every performance I thought damn.. I wish I had recorded that, but also I'm glad I just experienced it.  

I did get video of one fellow named Paris. He is a beautiful creature and I loved every move he made, and his tunes were soul moving, too. I will post that video later this evening or tomorrow. I have too much I want to do today to waste time sitting in front of a computer.  

Going to make preorders for my book available really soon. 

My apartment is becoming more and more my home with every passing moment. It's a beautiful thing.  

I end this blog of rambling with the some words I heard at the open mic night that blew my brain. Simple but exactly what I needed to here.

"Just breathe; you're already there."  

My Song of The Day

Sunset Rubdown - Up On Your Leopard, Upon the End of Your Ferel Days

You’re the one who ran in the wild ‘cause
You’re the one the wild called
And you’re the one who followed the child
To save the sun from how it falls
You’re the one who had knives
Set aside for the throats of hunters
But they tricked you with a trinket and a name

+ I’m the one who sat at your capture
+ I’m the one who whispered low
That’s the one who followed the child to save the son
And look—it’s starting to snow!

Whoah-oh-oh-ho-oh…

You’re the one who’s riding about on a leopard.
You’re the one who’s throwing the shiv in the air!
You’re the one whose wild hide will weather
And the weathering takes you from leather
Made for princes to lay their princely heads of hair
Upon the end of your feral days
Upon the end of your feral days
Upon the end of your feral days

Oh-oh-oh

You’re the one who ran in the wild a virgin to a name;
You’re the one who lived off a forsaken land.
I’m the one who sat at your capture
And let the snow fall on this whispering rapture
You’re the one who’s kissing your captor’s hands

“Well shit, I know we’re all growing old.
But where there’s a will, there is a way
So way to go.”
Say goodbye to your feral days.
Say goodbye to your feral days.
Say goodbye—bye-bye-bye

‘Cause you’re the one who’s riding around on a leopard; (ba-da-dum)
You’re the one who’s throwing dead birds in the air.
And you’re the one whose wild hide will weather
In the weathering days
To a lover made soft
So princes can lay down their princely white heads! OF HAIR!

Say goodbye…
Say goodbye to your feral days.
Say goodbye—bye-bye-bye.

Your highness is holding your chains.

 

Today (Well... Yesterday's) Adventurings

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  1. Bought groceries. Way overdue. 
  2. Bought sheets for my bed finally. They are purple. I like purple. 
  3. Successfully got the interwebs turned on at my new apartment.  
  4. Read more on Thomas Jefferson. Damn he is awesome. 
  5. Received my new debit card in the mail! Now to acquire a new ID. 

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY WENT TO THE COLUMBIA RIVER GORGE WITH JACKIE AND CAMERON!!!! We went up to Vista House. The view from up there was spectacular. Just amazing!

Then we continued driving the Columbia River Highway and ran into Latourell Falls. We frolicked around in the waters of this mighty giant for a while.

I love Oregon so much. Nothing compares to tracking through mud and rocks to stand/sit in the presence of something so majestic.

Nature is so amazing. And powerful, too. I really wanted to get closer to it but the wind and mist kept pushing me back. It feels so good to feel so small sometimes. I bet it was amazing to come across these places before concrete paved the way. 

After a few minor stops along the way we made our way to The Bridge Of The Gods that crosses over into Washington. I've wanted to cross that bridge since I started researching Oregon a few years ago.

After that we sat on the riverbank and had sandwiches and BERRIES I picked. It was a quick but very magical trip indeed. But alas the day has been long and tomorrow starts in about 4 hours so I must zone out to some Radiohead now. 

 

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Yesterday and Today and Everything Else, Too

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Yesterday I went to a cool art show on SE Belmont called "Boxes of Death" where artist from around town were given miniature coffins and told to make whatever they so desired from/on it. There were some really interesting concepts, lots of people, and just good people observing time.

This West Coast vibe is so pure and chill. I hope to be able to assimilate within it organically, but as of late it's all so surreal and beautiful to me. All I can do is sit back and watch in awe of life and all it's beautiful insanity. 

Everything Else, Too:

I have the upmost respect for my manager and coworkers; more so than ever before, but also becoming more and more aware of the tedious nature of my job. I'm not saying my work ethic has diminished at all.  I just feel more extreme emotions concerning my job.

I don't let spilt coffee stress me, I won't let a long line get under my skin. Not that it ever did before but I feel more numb to it all. 

I don't mind people asking for picky things, that's the nature of my job. For better or for worse that is what Starbucks has created.

It's the idea of being oblivious as to what you are ordering, where it came from, and how much work it takes to get you what you eat/drink that drives me ever towards insanity/enlightenment.  

As a comfortable First World earthling we forget how much of what we enjoy in some way or some form comes from nature.

We forget how many trees are chopped down so we have a napkin or a bag to carry our "stuff" in because why carry around a reusable bag; thats too heavy on our backs or you might get sweaty. Fuck!  

That we as a species are so picky about what we eat; while other animals are force fed shitty mediocre food pumped full of "stuff" so that they will grow exponentially faster so that we have can have a sausage sandwich on our way into our job that we will bitch about all too often.

I won't even get started on the amounts of plastic that goes un-recycled or the amounts of food that gets tossed into the garbage.

The life of another fellow earthling forced through a concentration camp of sorts so that we Manimals have food, but end up throwing it away without even thinking twice about it. It hurts! 

It hurts to let my mind pander on such things. I don't do it too often and try to consume as little as possible in my own little world to help better balance my part of the world. But how long can this go on? We can't keep think that we can eternally extract forever and ever.

I don't like to talk about work. Work is something I do to make my music and art ambitions a reality. But lately I have become more and more aware of my fox origins and with that comes a fondness for the forest that only a fox can have.

So TODAY!

Today after work I lied around in the bed and let the cool breeze blow through the window with my good friend, Smoggie Catt. She really does keep me sane and I love her dearly.  

Also just before coming to the Starbucks to take advantage of it's interwebs (because I do not have them at the moment) I went to my friend Tim's to grab his guitar.

He wrote out the basics of guitar tabs and I plan to try and learn guitar finally!!! That is how I will spend my night.

No work tomorrow; time to see how quickly I learn this thing! I just want to be on the stage again. It's the one place I feel most alive besides wandering around the forest.

I can't be in the forest all the time at this present moment though. So I NEED music. I've been writing all kinds of words and I just want to share with them with the entire world! 

It's never too late for change! Never too late to rethink ideals. Times change, technologies do too; as should laws.

Change is inevitable, evolution is guaranteed. It's time to long for a greater goodness. 

 

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Thomas Jefferson

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Digging really deep into this Thomas Jefferson biography as of late.

 The man is a brilliant mind who's principles (amongst the other founding fathers) has been totally manipulated in recent decades.   

Expect a blog post full of Jefferson quotes really soon. The man is fucking brilliant. 

Do yourself a favor and read up on this philosopher and politician.

Don't Tell Me What "I Won't"

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I woke up still feeling a little altered, loving this city, this region of the the world, wanting to climb mountains toward the sky, and wanting to make music that gives people the feels of Sigur Ros with a grunge rock twist.

And that's exactly what I will do. Magic happens in moments, but echoes for a long time.  

Too many words to type and my break is almost over. I still have to make Middle America's coffee. But not for much longer; I have places to go and things to see. No time to be restrained by time and money.  

"Freedom's just another term for nothing left to lose" -Janis Joplin

 

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Sometimes

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Sometimes I fail at replying to emails, text messages, and postal mail. If you happen to be one of those unfortunate people; I'm sorry. It's nothing personal. I just have a shitty attention span, but I'm working on bettering that. 

Morning Head Thoughts

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  • I'm really enjoying my new apartment. It's not even completely set up and I already feel the creative energy buzzing.  
  • Not having an ID will make you feel powerless. I can't even buy my own alcohol.  
  • I'm so ready to play music again. I have some wild ideas. 
  • I don't think I'm going to be able to go without internet at my house. 
  • Smoggie seems to really like sitting at the table with me; this makes me really happy inside seeing her sit in her own chair.