the day before christmas

it’s the day before christmas

i’ve been cleaning up homebase

thanks to everyone who came over Saturday // twas nice to see everyone in one place

tomorrow i’ll be making coffee for anyone who needs an early fix before opening presents

i’ll be around the coffeehouse 7 to 1pm

and then // i don’t really know, man

this is one of the oddest holidays for myself

i guess i’m still figuring that one out

it’s beautiful in the pacific northwest

the skies are grey and trees and moss greens are glowing all about

incomplete sentences compete for verbal consciousness

whatever that nonsense is about

finishing another americano then it’s back to lantern

wash some dishes

play some music

it’s the season of winter

where making music always feels better

i hope to have something to share soonly

to all a happy christmas

that’s all i know to write

-abc

Ugly Christmas Sweater // Pop Up Shop

I’ll be participating in a Pop Up Shop at Kelly’s Olympian this Saturday from 3:30-6:30pm.

After the shopping event will be live music from 6 bands. I don’t know all the bands playing but my friends in Lee and the Bees are the headliner that evening.

If you’re looking for a hand made Christmas presents come by and see me and everyone else making stuff and things! I hope to see you there.

Popup Shop

Starts at 3:30pm

Free!

Concert starts at 7:00pm

Performances from

Starship Infinity // Lee and the Bees // Minda Lacy // AC Sapphire

El Hurtado // Caleb and the Monsters

$8 Advance // $10 at the door // 21+

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3:17

the tribe

the unit that nurtures and creates oneself

the oneself a combination of trials and errors

a peace and a love

a rage and and a flame

constant babble like yesterday’s wine

there was a time when i woke and was ready to be the world’s window

and i was better focused. the tribe was small, but the tribe was just what i wanted

and then the fox.

the fox needs near no one. we need food, sleep, and wander.

and if any of this makes sense i’ll be glad i typed it out again

because it is in my ear and in my head

every damn lullaby. every time i question why.

-ABC

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and now

acorns on the ground

weather getting colder

it’s still very dry in these parts

i’m drinking an americano with whip cream - my favorite of treats

i got up and started cleaning myself and home place

brewed up a french press and put on some instant mashed potatoes

walked around in a couple circles listening to politics and current affairs on the youtube app

i had to get out so i walked to the nearest cafe, rocking frog

i saw Silly Sam and Ken the Coffee Man

a few others as well but those are the ones making it into my current typing

i set up my synth up last night so that it’s ready to go when i feel that urge

i want to record something but i don’t know what anymore

i long for more live shows

i’ve been increasingly stretching my mouth muscles since my tooth surgery

i was reluctant to do so for the first week or so

9 days later - not counting the week or so before that

that’s some painful nonsense

and the pain pills make me feel too numb

to life as a whole - i didn’t like it

take care of your teeth, friends

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social stance

obvious

weaving new threads into old dresses

similes and overheard words

i don’t give a damn who i may make mad

this madness in my stomach is worth every interjection

caffeine makes the blood bubble

head rumble

boom

tune in / toon out

there are many narratives

they appear in words overheard

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scriptures

there is a need to wander

and a longing to sit content

a blue pill and a red

metaphor upon metaphor

resistance and escapism

uncertain what it means to be okay

okay to be insane

a madman once told me

the gods are nothing without relief

and magic is nothing without belief

i believed him and found the fifth dimension

unable to reside there and here

leads to me to frustrating situations

to see through people or to see them through

and what it means to be free

it’s a big box

a big sphere

quantum cycles

looking for the source of it all

December 2, 2019

12:00 pm

drinking a cup of espresso not made by my own hand

typing words on a laptop

making out what i will do today

last night i came home and slept from evening until 10 some number this am

too much sleep can make me weary

three days away from my coffeehouse routine

three days to make and create

there are frames that need painting

and a need to write out what’s going on in this head

first americano

I am sitting at Bare Bones Cafe.

Drinking my first americano.

Thinking thoughts.

Putting parts together.

Dissembling the nonsense.

I went back to the tooth doctor yesterday afternoon. They pulled the remaining bits of roots in there.

Holy Ouch! Thank goddess it’s out of there.

new music video

I was chased around the planet and then taken back to the dark side of the moon and played some music in Icarus Flamingo’s spaceship.

It’s an epic of a music video // mini movie. It’s a two part video.

The first part being Icarus’s tunes and the second part being a live set of my own.

Thank you for the adventure Icarus! I’m looking forward to our future adventures.

Check out Icarus’s youtube page. There are more bands to check out on his page.

Subscribe to keep up with his doings.

This thing has only just begun.

Making art with friends is what it’s all about.

I appreciate what you’re doing Icarus.

Never stop.

You can tell them you read it here first.

-ABC

yes and knot

[currently: listening to smashing pumpkins and putting together a set list for my set at The Nest tonight.]

distracted and clouded. coffee in my DNA. i may need an espresso to hohm in again.

it’s been two days of the french press. it’s good. really good, but the jitters never end.

Community what does it mean?

For me it means finding a group of people who believe in unity. that we accept everyone involved has a purpose and there does not need to hierarchy. That’s what cults are for.

I am no coconut and i don’t need walnuts to tell me what is right and what is proper.

when we quit going with the flow we are taken down by the waves.

the gods and goddesses will make their realms and magicians like me adapt and co create. Thanks Natty.

Well if good is as good as it gets i’ll do you one better. I’ll frisk the avenger and i’ll bet he’s seen a lot of danger.

I am afraid to speak up. i am not afraid to sing It louder. I am not afraid to speak up. i am not afraid no more.

well this is the end of a blog post and on to more opportune sail boats.

come on by The Nest for open mic tonight. Sign up and do your thing.

I have a set from 10-10:30pm and I would love to entertain you for a bit.

-ABC

oh it's tuesday

the best day of the week! the day that never ends and never began!

with one weasel in the back pocket of the antelope who hopped the ocean in search of a coat

i don’t know how it got there and i don’t care to talk about your speculative woes

it’s not historic until it’s written in stone

it’s not decided until they decide to let it go

follow me to the river

you don’t have to jump in

i know i won’t

it’s not what i do

and i’m just as furious as you about this fever sweeping the banks of the Nile

well if there is one thing i am certain of

i’m certain of this little acrobat and the magician that followed them back to the lab

they think they’re clever and they think they know what is best

but i know better then them

rock n roll will save our souls

just as it did

and always has

and it will again

lifffe and stuff as of lately

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I’m playing singing songs and making noise at The Nest Lounge this Wednesday night from 10 to 10:30pm. If you are in the area I’d love to see you there. Yes… you.

The last two weeks have been a constant go go with very little repose. It all started simmering down yesterday evening. Ashley and I started organizing and cleaning our homebase or as we call it, the foggy lantern.

It’s been fun making a home with Ashley Klump. There is healthy amount of movement of things and it feels a little more hohmy every little shift. I have never really felt this feel before. I guess I’ve never meant a person like Ashley Klump before eyether.

Well I intended to ramble more but I got distracted cleaning out my email of unreads. There is about 6 thousand of them which means a refresh of unsubscribing to things i thought I would read.

I’m looking for more shows to open up for people. I need to walk to the grocery store a few blocks away.

that is all for now fellow earthlings.

be free.

-ABC

An ode to be alone

And talk about it

When no one is listening

And uncertainty screams

Like a witch without a spell

No reason

No logic

Come on

Tell me how it feels

To heal fast

To fear the groove

December and November

Gloria and Glory

To the nineteenth realm

Where ghosts drink water

And saints kick back their liquor

Listen to me

None of it means anything

Until we master integrity

day 3 of 333

carots and brocolli,

holy fuzza.

trying to wake up and stay awake.

do some tasks. create something great.

it’s easier to say than do. this walking \ talking thing we do.

3 years working on the same project. it’s gotta be done.

The first 3 days of 33

I probably shouldn’t do it

But I am

If I have anything to with it

Y’all are fucked

And now.

Familiar client

Personal show and tell

A quiet diet sitting on a hill

Hear and be heard

See and be seen

Heal and be held

Fall and do weather

Need and knees

Always bending

Always fluid

Espresso

Water

Rinse

Repeat

back in the city

We made it back in to Portland, Oregon about 5pm Thursday afternoon.

I found out the night before a very dear friend of mine, Sue, had passed Monday unexpectedly from a heart attack. I’ve attempted to focus on the life she lived. Caring, Giving, Selfless. Sue taught me the difference in “I” and “We”. She was only about 60, far too young, in my opinion.

It’s good to be back near Smoggie Catt and Precious. Cat companions are the best.

I did some driving on the way back from Idaho. I do like driving the open roads and listening to music. It’s a high I can get use to.

Now back in town unpacking, resettling, myself and my boxes from the move before the trip to Idaho.

I uploaded a few more photos from the trip below.

I’m readjusting the noise. It was nice being somewhere quiet. Even my head stayed quiet most of the time.

The city has it’s benefits and I have a more clear objective than ever on how to make the goals I want as an entertainer, writer, artist happen. It takes focus. Something I struggle to do, but I got to.

I’ve sold 3 of the 5 shirts I made. I am going to make more in varying sizes in the coming weeks.

I hung some new art in Anna Bannana’s and going to start working on recording some music soon.

And now I need to leave the cafe, get off the computer, and organize, make space, in the home base.

-ABC

this pretty face, Ashley Klump.

In the Shadows of the Teton Mountains.

Snake River, Twin Falls, Idaho

Selfies with Ashley Klump

Programmed

Here.

Buy

Chance

Ore

Waterfalls

Misty Lantern

Foggy Coats

Two Sea Between

And Live Inn

Outputting Core Bits

To Advance Existence

thirteen

There’s a lot of things that have happened in the last couple days and nights.

Star gazing out here in Idaho has been surreal. I felt like a fish in a bowl. it almost seemed fake.

I was able to see the milky way band, I saw more shooting stars than i’ve seen in years. I can only imagine how beautiful it is during a meteor shower.

Away from the city lights, the whole sky lights up. How quickly we can forget how it was before the machines dictated our way of life. There’s nothing quite like staring up at the sky and seeing all the twinkling stars. I’m going to miss it.

A couple days ago we went to Yellowstone. I’ll post pictures at a later time. Definitely some out of this world scenery up that way. And then to come out through through the Teton National Park. Now those are some majestic mountains.

Crazy happening: my aunt and uncle, Bob and Kathy from Kansas City were in Yellowstone the same day as me. We met in the middle around the West Thumb. I hadn’t seen them in 14 years before that point. The last time I saw them was right after I graduated in 2005.

Well my attention span is short in the moment. I gotta pack my bags and finish another cup of coffee. It’s time to start the journey back to Oregon. Back to the city and it’s routines.

It’s a magical trip and there is still a solid 13 hour drive ahead of us.

Until the next moment…

-ABC

three to free

I am shadow. I am light.

I am shadow and I am light.

The rest is in between the inn and now. The rest is in between the hear and how.

The stream is flowing and the river is wide. My eyes are open. All three of them and somehow I feel sound.

Idaho / Wyoming

Good Morning!

From the Teton Valley of Idaho to Jackson Hole, Wyoming that is where I have been for the last few days. It is absolutely breathtaking. Literally, as we drive over some of these mountain ranges I have lovingly reminded Ashley Klump to breathe.

It’s unlike anything I have ever seen before. Mountains beyond mountains. It’s September and there is snow on the distant mountains. We drove through a pass yesterday and there was snow on the ground beside us.

We went to pick up Ashley’s sister, her husband, and little one (less than 2 years old), from an airport that lands in the Teton National Park.

When I walk outside all I hear is the wind blowing through the trees and my own breath most the time.

I saw a white buffalo, only from the car, driving by, not close enough to take a picture, not close enough to photograph or say hello/hi.

I’m still hoping to cross paths with a red fox. They’re out here. I’ve read it to be so. The elevations out here are unlike anything I have experienced to date.

Lots of deer. Lots!

The sun is out this morning for the first time since we arrived.

Ashley’s parents are genuine, straight forward, good hearted people. Felicity, her little niece of not even two years of age is adorable. We hit it off rather quickly. I like the little ones and the way they see the world. It’s easier for me to relate. It’s simple and unfiltered.

Ashley’s parents have built quite the getaway home up here in the middle of nowhere almost.

The nearest towns, itty bitty towns, are a good 30, 35 minute drive. Victor and Driggs.

I feel blessed to get out of the city. I love Oregon, but it’s nice to get out and explore.

Tomorrow is the first day of Fall and we plan to visit Yellowstone National Park, another first for myself.

Tuesday we plan to explore Jackson Hole, Wyoming.

Wednesday it’s on the road back to Oregon again.

I am grateful and blessed for this experience.

-ABC