Pacifica, USA & Atlantica?

I want to call your attention to a new book, published just two days ago, that uses the same plotline as my sci-fi novel, SlimeWars, with the difference that my novel sold four copies, all to close friends, and his book will automatially be a best-seller. When you’re in teamplay, it doesn’t matter who makes the goal.

No one single person ever won a team sport trophy all by themselves.

The Breakup by Kurt Andersen, is a modern novel by the fellow who wrote Fantasyland and Evil Geniuses and co-founded Spy magazine. It’s a 576-page novel, but essentially a political/social thought experiment about what happens if the United States actually comes apart, as I’ve been  predicting all along. Continue reading

trumpkin patch

NORTON STREET — LIVE OPEN AIR FESTIVAL

There was a time when music escaped from the building.

It got out of the nightclub, out of the concert hall, out of the recording studio, and found itself in a field with several thousand people, a questionable electrical system, somebody selling handmade jewelry on a blanket, three dogs nobody could identify, and a distinct possibility of rain.

The open-air festival was one of the great inventions of hippie culture. Continue reading

wither thou goest

Wither thou goest, there also shall I wither. .. Shakespeare? Milton? Blake? Never mind — I have a little riddle for your entertainment:

Where Are You Walking When You’re Looking at Your Phone?

Your body is walking down Broadway, but you may be somewhere completely different.

Your feet are in Manhattan. Your eyes are on a six-inch screen. Your attention is in a text conversation with somebody in California. Or watching a football match in Europe. Or reading about something that happened yesterday. Or worrying about something happening tomorrow.

Meanwhile, the biological machine is doing a remarkably good job of walking without you.

And that’s where it gets interesting. Continue reading

Early Tibet, early to rise…

KGOD Tibetan Songbook

Some music is meant to entertain you.

Some music is meant to accompany you.

And some music seems to be asking you to go somewhere.

The KGOD Tibetan Songbook belongs to that third category.

Here the human voice meets drone, chant, bell, drum, horn and silence. Melodies emerge, circle for a while, disappear into the landscape, and sometimes return sounding strangely familiar.

Don’t worry about understanding the words. Continue reading