
Friday, April 25, 2008
Village Voice Poetry Roundup

Last week's annual Poets House Showcase held in the West Village displayed more than 2,000 poetry books and related materials published in 2007. As impressive and even overwhelming as that number might seem, it represents a sliver—as any overview must—of poetry's current state, a large portion of which also exists off the page in readings and classrooms, on the Internet, and via word of mouth. [READ MORE]SOURCE: VillageVoice
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Trust your tribes
Praized Media is a startup company working on a web-based application that will enable you to find and discover local places and merchants with help from people you can trust. It’s also a tool that will structure local conversations within blogs and a new platform for local search providers to generate leads from the untapped social media market.
SOURCE: PraizedMedia
Monday, April 21, 2008
He who speak to fork tongue

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Jazz On Edge
Jazz On Edge launches Vol. 1 on Saturday, Aug 23 at 9pm, at Taste in Orlando FL. The showcase of new, original jazz features Brian Groder ("Best CDs of 2007" -Downbeat Magazine) with Grammy-nominated bassist Doug Mathews; piano trio Eastside Combo; and jazz cellist Claire Courchene, and is produced by Joseph Hayes. See the website, Jazz On Edge, for artist details, music clips and a map. Already planning Volume 2 for February!
SOURCE: JazzOnEdge
What did you eat for lunch?

SOURCE: Wikipedia
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Eno/Byrne unite forces again

joining forces again.
SOURCE: Stereogum
Friday, April 18, 2008
iTunes Indie finder

SOURCE: Apple
Existence

This gives you a tremendous joy, a fulfillment that you are related to existence, and existence cares for you. Once you are clean and clear, you can see tremendous love falling on you from all dimensions.
SOURCE: OshoZenTarot
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Discover good music here…

"My father, Jimmy is a great soulful guitarist, bassist and singer. My brother Josh is a phenomenal writer, singer and rapper who also happens to be one of the best drummers I know. My uncle, John the Baker, is a great writer and activist working at Alternative Tentacles and fronting several punk and hardcore outfits on the west coast. There is definitely something in the genes, although each of one of us is stylistically unique. Our passion is truly what we have in common. As an artist I strive for balance. When it comes to expression I do not favor one polarity over another. Im not trying to be dark in what I create but Im also not going to sugar coat my feelings about the world. A friend once described my music as a dark night of the soul that delivers you to the light.
I dont think I could have put it any better myself."
Social media productivity checklist

- What’s first in your day? What do you do before any other social media task?
- How do you listen? (example, I use Google Blog Search and Technorati search)
- Where do you connect with your communities?
- How many communities do you visit?
- Is your social media use primarily for personal use or business or both?
- What are your goals with using social media?
- If you could list a bunch of tasks you perform with social media, what would they be?
Monday, April 14, 2008
Earth Day Network

Founded by the organizers of the first Earth Day in 1970, Earth Day Network (EDN) promotes environmental citizenship and year round progressive action worldwide.Earth Day Network is a driving force steering environmental awareness around the world. Through Earth Day Network, activists connect, interact, and have an impact on their communities, and create positive change in local, national, and global policies. EDN's international network reaches over 17,000 organizations in 174 countries, while the domestic program engages 5,000 groups and over 25,000 educators coordinating millions of community development and environmental protection activities throughout the year. Earth Day is the only event celebrated simultaneously around the globe by people of all backgrounds, faiths and nationalities. More than a half billion people participate in our campaigns every year.
SOURCE: EarthDayNetwork
Ceiling Cat Godhead

his rightful place. Print and cut out the pattern
and stick it together, this one it quite easy to
make.
SOURCE: TubbyPaws
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Gracias, Pablo!

Alegranza!
[Discoteca Océano; 2007]
Alegranza! does two things that often appear separately in records you fall in love with, but rarely together: On the one hand, it reminds you of so much other music you love, and on the other, it sounds little like any of them.SOURCE: PitchforkMedia
3 lessons learned about haircuts

I sought out a simple haircut to rid myself of the shag of tribulations past. This would for most be a simple endeavor in which one gets their haircut, tips the hairdresser and moves on. Unfortunately, in my life it's just the beginning of yet another long tale.
Lesson one: Small talk means small talk
Lesson two: Warm hands mean no hair left
Lesson three: Keep eyes open, mouth shut
I went to my local hair dresser for a quick trim and thought it
would be a swift transaction at best. The girl who usually cuts my hair hates me and likes to get me out of the chair as quickly as possible. She does a good job, but does not want me there. This works for me as I hate to get me haircut as I feel the memories of mom, bowl, and friends’ laughter haunting me like pastrami burps that run deep into the night. So, I step to the stylist and ask for my trim. She sits my down, places a leopard pattern apron around my neck, and asks what I want. I ask for a trim with scissors.
Reaching for her water bottle, she says ok! As she is spraying my hair, I can sense that she really likes the song on the radio as she is singing it word for word without a mistake. It was at this point that the storeowner comes over to me and asks if I like the song as well. Being an agreeable chap, I said "Sure it is a nice song." This is where the trim became a full haircut. Once I said I liked it, she told me she wrote it. I could have kept my mouth shut and kept to lesson number one, but no, I had to tell her that I was a musician as well. As she shared her trials and troubles about life as a budding star, I could see the site of my once precious mane becoming shorter and shorter and it was when I came to lesson number two, did I realize the reason I could feel how warm her hands were. Cutting and chatting in a way that was more suitable for tea and crumpets, I watched the continued amputation of my locks as they were dislodge from there former place of rest and fell helplessly to the floor.
When she could no longer get her fingers between my scalp and hair, she stopped. I sat transfixed on the mirror and thankful I had my hat with me when I came to lesson number three, paid her and left.
SOURCE: MakrD
Friday, April 11, 2008
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
The Feelies Reunite

Think of a band you like and they probably like the Feelies. The New Jersey act has made an impression on more than a few folks since the seminal Crazy Rhythms LP landed in 1980, but-- barring some reunion-like activity back in 2006-- they haven't played a proper live gig in over 15 years.
Look for that to change this summer.
SOURCE: PitchforkMedia
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Prose for the forgotten me…

Well another week has passed since I lost my identity. I thought I had it when I started the week, but somehow during the discourse of the entangled body of work and play, it slipped away yet again. No triangulation of interplay could better it find it now, but I am now convinced that I had never really owned my identity, but more likely rented it.
This may seem overly simple or possibly deep to those who actually think beyond your next drink, however it is a realization that belonged to the now empty cavernous vessel that once housed a joyful spirit and optimistic and futuristic gaze. Oh pity the sadness that is attached to the loss, A selfishness connected to selflessness. A twisted plight of ambivalence and haze.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to give honor to the identity that was never stolen but relinquished; never owned so rented; never there, but here. It is collected in a pool called consciousness and there it sits forever to quiet your thirst for knowing by letting go of what was once held so tightly.
Goodbye dearest me!
SOURCE: MakrD
Monday, April 07, 2008
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